M's slutbeast's Journal

2:51pm: Journal is now closed.

If you want the address of my new one send me an email or leave me a comment.

1:02pm: You know you want it too
Yes yes yes, you really really do

2:12pm: Dinky dinky pinky




Classy, sophisticated and can be slightly snobbish at times. You are the fifth finger and you have a passion for the finer things in life. You view the world and yourself in a higher light and appreciate the life of luxury (hey, who doesn't?)

Which finger are you?
Take the quiz to find out.

12:49pm: Bugger
There's a small chance that as from Wednesday I may semi disappear for a while.
Fingers crossed that things can be sorted out today.

12:11pm: heh, I'm a lady




Which Royalty Are You? Find out! By Nishi.

6:33pm: Frustration eased
Future entries apart from random surveys will now be friends only or private.
If you're not on my friends list and you wish to be leave me a message.
Most entries will be private, I just can't split myself into two anymore, I am me, this is my journal, this is me, if you don't like it then *shrug*.

4:25pm: Someone gimme a miracle
I need someone to either dispose of my frustration, or make M wake up and log on.
Any takers?

2:33pm: Hrm
If I'm actually logged into lj things make a whole lot more sense.

Off to look for an email from celly.

2:26pm: Art
Jonathon Earl Bowser, who painted the picture below linked in with that quiz, is one of my favourite artists, along with Jennifer Janesko.

I have so much to say, so much that no one on my friends list but one will understand, I am frustrated.

I shouldn't be afraid of being judged, but I am.

I need to speak to M.

Half of me says I should just fuck it and post the whole me here. Half of me is too afraid.
It was always easy to keep the two apart, my life nicely split into two little bits, I'm finding I can't do that anymore, its why I've been so quiet.
I do need to speak to M, I need his advice, and someone else's advice.

Dammit, it's my damn journal, I should be able to post what the hell I want, instead of having to hide half somewhere on deadjournal, that I can never be bothered updating because I don't like the stupid banner at the top.

2:25pm: Wahey



Which Woman of Beauty Are You? Find out! By Nishi.

12:31pm: ?
Well I guess it's about time I too made a proper entry instead of just playing with my user pictures, layout and colour scheme.

There was a shooting in Liverpool, maybe about a week ago. Last night to get home from work I had to drive past the spot, I didn't realise it was the spot until I was going past. Not much to see just some police ribbon and a whole lot of flowers. I can't even remember the story of what happened, but I know I got seriously freaked out, it sort of popped my cocoon, burst the bubble of safety that you get round you, because things like that only happen on TV, in other places, never here, never on your doorstep.

Oh my, just squirted water up my nose, that wasn't big and it wasn't clever, wasn't intentional either.

So what have I been doing..

I've been busy, with websites mainly, and spending time with my twinnybob before she goes off into the National Airguard and deserts me for 8 months, and of course with S and with M. The last month has literally been a whirl, so I won't go into details.. that's for my other journal (on dj) which I haven't been updating either, because I'm bad bad bad. I need my arse kicking.

My new user icon, yes those are my hands, it was a photo taken so I could do something with it, I doubt highly I'll be permitted to post the results, but I'll just say that it's taken up my day so far and I'm happy with the results (as opposed to draft1 (for celly)).

S is just S as normal, he's wonderful 99% of the time, the other 1% he's snoring and farting.

I've been doing a fair bit of writing too, corny cheesy stuff, normally at 2am. Been having trouble sleeping again lately, this time however it's not stress. Last night and two nights before I just couldn't sleep because I wasn't tired, and the night in the middle I had ear ache.

My sister, I don't know what's going on there, I know she's home, I know it's not cancer, so I'm just waiting for news.

Work sucks my butt as usual. I've got the Merseyside Business Show next tuesday and wednesday that's gonna be fun :/

I wanna tell the world about M, but it's one of those things, you either get it or you don't... so I'll just shut up now, drink some more water and try and find some work to do.

11:20am: All tied up
New LJ user icon, I likes it.

9:43am: Do a bloke a favour
http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=migraneboy&itemid=91449

doing my bit to reach the moon on a stick

9:56am: *Hugs*
I'm thinking about you Fi babes.
If I can do anything, be here for you to talk to or anything, just shout.

9:59am: Woops
Happy late birthday Lauren babes!

12:22pm: Stoopid tiscali
I am receiving wifey email but I can't send any.
I've sent three in the last two days and none have shown up.

So I'm not being an ignorant bitch.

2 and a half hours of hell until hometime and wahey the weekend.

8:35am: Wow
You guys rock my arse off, and you know what for.
Have I told you today that I love you? Because I do.

11:59am: Hrm
Yes that was the difficult thing I was referring to as having to write in the post below it.

11:01am: goodbye hotmail you spawn of satan
I need to write something, and I don't know where to start.
At the beginning I guess.

Itchy itchy itchy thigh, driving me insane.

3:34pm: Hrm
223 that is all.

2:22pm: Well this caused great surprise.. or rather it didn't
I did the personality test, and I got the same answer as celeber
This just proves that not only do we do the same stupid stuff and say the same stuff, but we are infact the same person just living in two different bodies 1,000s of miles apart.
Celly = my twinnybob.

10:35pm: stealing a survey from manda
age I am: 26
people i have slept with: 20+
age when i lost my virginity: 16
times i have been in love: I give love freely, so who knows
times i have had my heart broken: See above answer :/
hearts i have broken: no idea, I never stuck around long enough to find out
continents i have visited: 1
age when i first flew all alone: I haven't! :(
number of boys i have kissed: oh my has to be pushing near 70
number of girls i have kissed: 1 sexually, tons not
number of things that would technically be classified as suicide attempts but actually weren't: none
types of drugs taken illegally: pot
drugs i am addicted to right now: M
number of people i would classify as true, i could trust with my life type friends: that aren't family but include Ste - 3
number of piercings: four, three in the left ear, one in the right, one in the nose
number of tattoos: three, a spiders web in my pubic area, a howling wolf on my back, and a freshly done kef on my left thigh
number of times my name has appeared on film credits: 0
number of times i have feared for my safety whilst walking around London at night: I didn't, but I quite often fear for my life when I'm out on my own
number of times a girl/boyfriend has made me scared of what s/he could do to me physically: Once and only once, and his name was Mark, the bastard
number of things in my past that I regret: Mark

1:56pm: Hrm
Are seedless grapes genetically modified?

1:44pm: Boredom
M needs to wake up and read and acknowledge the email I sent.
c needs to get to work already and email me.

Then again it is 6.45 and 5.45am respectively.

12:07pm: Help
*Dimply thigh paranoia moment*

I want a tatoo, I've wanted it forever, I've designed it myself. I have dimply cellulite on my thighs, reassurance please people that this isn't going to turn out a nightmare. Second option for it is the base of my spine.

Outer left thigh is a very significant place.

Ell and John, if you ever decide to get one done don't go to the one on Duke Street, the quote they gave me was horrendous. ?70 for a ring of ivy, a simple ring of ivy, about 2-2.5inches in diametre, with what looks like a small cursive K in the centre. ?70 bloody quid, they can kiss my arse.