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Thursday, August 27th, 2009

Subject:Oh THAT is just great.
Time:1:14 pm.
http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-taxes27-2009aug27,0,1796963.story?track=rss




DEAR GOVERNMENT:

FUCK YOU.


NO LOVE,


ME.
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Wednesday, August 26th, 2009

Subject:I guess I'm just not that important.
Time:10:25 pm.
Mood: irate.
Is nothing I'm doing too important to be interrupted? I can't even take a damn SHIT without somebody needing me to fix a pop up on the computer or push a simple fucking button on a remote. No matter how many times I tell my dad he can just CLOSE a fucking bitchass pop up, he won't do it. Nor will he push the "exit" button whenever he accidentally makes the TV menu thingy pop up.

I WAS TAKING A SHIT, YOU ASS!

And when I argue that fact with him, while my ass was still crusted with shit since he yelled so much I didn't even get to wipe for ten minutes while we argued about a fucking button and a fucking X.

I'm also on my period, which makes me VERY irrational and unable to control my emotions, so I ended up having a meltdown after ALL THAT. I almost finished my shit in my pants, I was so mad.

THANK YOU MUCHLY, DAD. GO FUCKING BOTHER MOM OR SOMETHING! RIGHT NOW I REALLY FUCKING HATE EVERY DAMN THING ON THIS EARTH!
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Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

Subject:I fucking hate my skin
Time:4:25 pm.
Mood: pissed off.
Today I had to go get my photo taken for a new photo ID since the information on the old one is like ten years old and crap.

So I woke up and was ready to look all nice for it......

AND I HAVE A HUGE FUCKING ZIT ON MY NOSE.

FUCK YOU, SKIN.

Seriously, it's in a spot where even with foundation on it still showed. Now the picture will be ugly. :( I'm so mad.
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Saturday, August 22nd, 2009

Subject:Playing with my Morpher.
Time:6:38 pm.
Look )
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Subject:Wow...
Time:2:11 pm.
I found old school Power Rangers on veoh.com.

Holy shit the nostalgia.

I'm gonna go find my old Morpher and play with it later. :P
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Friday, August 21st, 2009

Subject:GRRR
Time:3:47 pm.
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Subject:*rolls eyes*
Time:11:59 am.
Apparently I'm frustrating because my big expensive stereo has shitty radio reception. Plus I'm trying to listen to my own music and my dad wanted to listen to some dumb radio show. His dinky clock radio gets better am reception than my stereo, yet he got pissy at me when I suggest his radio would let him hear more than static. Plus it's hard to surf the net and listen to music with a frellin' parent in the room, you know? Seriously.

He tried to do that once when I was in the middle of a rather interesting RP on ICQ. Nothing smutty was happening or anything(for the record I don't cyber, but I don't mind RP's where chars fuck each other), but I just could. not. concentrate. because dad kept asking me who I was talking to and what I was doing and blah, blah, blah, and all the while I was trying to RP as Primacron in a battle with Optimus and I had to quit because my dad wouldn't shut up! GRRR! I seriously just sat there surfing places like the Bowser shrine and stuff ust because I didn't want to answer five zillion more questions.

I'm sorry, but I want my privacy when I'm on the damn internet. Plus how dare he invade my space when he has his own fucking radio!


Edit: And there is an idiot there who thinks I can do something about a poor girl whose boyfriend set her hair on fire and killed her. Well I'm way over on the other side of the country, what do you expect me to do for her? I can't save this fucking world, I can only live in it with the hand I was dealt, and I got a bad one is all. So fuck off.
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Friday, August 14th, 2009

Subject:What happened....
Time:9:46 am.
Mood: lonely.
When I first moved here there was this guy at the church I go to named Daniel that started seeing me off and on. He introduced himself by saying he liked my hair color. He was cute with kind of dirty blonde hair cropped short like mine and hazel eyes. He kinda looked like Edward from Twilight(just blonder and tanner with glasses) and that initially turned me off because that's not my scope of reading enjoyment, but I obviously got over it. We kinda hung out and went to clubs. He's a Transformers geek like me and it turns out he'd read all of my fanfics too and loved them. Didn't know that until he mentioned Ambrosia--I didn't tell him I wrote it right away, I just started mentioning details until he figured it out himself. We clicked from there.

So for the next couple months we hung out, chatted, not TECHNICALLY going on dates but going out together. Dan(as he liked to be called) and I got more and more personal even though he did most of the talking. Sometimes he'd get handsy and I'd feel shy and pull away because touch and me don't do so well. He finally asked me why and promised that whatever I said wouldn't put him off. He said I was really sexy to him. I fell for it until he showed me the condom in his pocket.

HELL NO!

Then I told him about being autistic and asexual, and that I wasn't going to lay down and have sex with him. I told him I was not easy, that I'm a virgin and I had no intention of having sex with him unless we were married.

Dan called me a freak. My dad heard me crying and when he saw the condom he nearly threw Dan out by the back of his neck. I was so afraid I'd get yelled at, but seeing as I was crying it's pretty clear I wasn't planning to even LOOK at Dan's probably small and wrinkled dick.

Now I'm upset, my parents are upset and there's still church on Wednesdays(choir rehearsal in a week) and Mass on Sundays. Dan is in the choir.

If he is a problem, we have to move churches. All because of some asshole who can't accept me for who I am.


THIS IS WHY I DO NOT GIVE MY HEART TO PEOPLE.

MEN ARE FUCKING PIGS and all they want is a wet hole to fuck.

Well guess what. MINE IS OFF LIMITS TO YOU BASTARDS. The idea of a penis up my vagina while I'm pressed to another body as a tongue is being shoved into my mouth disgusts me anyway. Sounds sexy in writing, but IRL I can't handle frenching or even hugging for too long. Too much sensory input. Besides, my own fingers do more for me than a man ever could.

Fuck IRL love.
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Thursday, August 13th, 2009

Subject:Some poetry
Time:7:13 pm.
LOVE STINKS
by Cyndi H.

Whispered lies in my ear.
Only what I wanted to hear.
You played my heart like a game!
Oh, for a man, you sure are lame.
You said from the start you were okay with me.
I showed you my true colors and you changed suddenly.
You said it wasn't right to be born how I am.
Geez, just take my heart and give it a slam.
Of course, I cried.
I felt like I died.
Then you tell me I need to grow up.
Mister, you're so stupidly corrupt.
I am done sticking out my neck
and getting in return only dreck.
Go to hell and never return.
Every photo I have of you will burn.
Now you're mad that I'm not your toy anymore
I guess I did grow up--I refuse to be your whore.
Take your life and that spare buck
because, honey, I'm no free fuck.
Goodbye, good riddance and go away,
have fun ruining someone else's day.
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Subject:Bah!
Time:6:55 pm.
Mood: disappointed.
The only romance I'll ever enjoy in life is the romance I write.

I'm done looking for it. If it finds me, FINE, but fuck it all if I ever try to go looking for it.

IRL love sucks balls.
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Wednesday, August 12th, 2009

Subject:Howwwwwwww wonderful you are, NASA!
Time:12:03 pm.
Mood: aggravated.
Report: NASA can't keep up with killer asteroids


By SETH BORENSTEIN, AP Science Writer Seth Borenstein, Ap Science Writer

WASHINGTON – NASA is charged with seeking out nearly all the asteroids that threaten Earth but doesn't have the money to do the job, a federal report says.

That's because even though Congress assigned the space agency this mission four years ago, it never gave NASA money to build the necessary telescopes, the new National Academy of Sciences report says. Specifically, NASA has been ordered to spot 90 percent of the potentially deadly rocks hurtling through space by 2020.

Even so, NASA says it's completed about one-third of its assignment with its current telescope system.

NASA estimates that there are about 20,000 asteroids and comets in our solar system that are potential threats to Earth. They are larger than 460 feet in diameter — slightly smaller than the Superdome in New Orleans. So far, scientists know where about 6,000 of these objects are.

Rocks between 460 feet and 3,280 feet in diameter can devastate an entire region but not the entire globe, said Lindley Johnson, NASA's manager of the near-Earth objects program. Objects bigger than that are even more threatening, of course.

Just last month astronomers were surprised when an object of unknown size and origin bashed into Jupiter and created an Earth-sized bruise that is still spreading. Jupiter does get slammed more often than Earth because of its immense gravity, enormous size and location.

Disaster movies like "Armageddon" and near misses in previous years may have scared people and alerted them to a serious issue. But when it comes to doing something about monitoring the threat, the academy concluded "there has been relatively little effort by the U.S. government."

And the U.S. government is practically the only government doing anything at all, the report found.

"It shows we have a problem we're not addressing," said Louis Friedman, executive director of the Planetary Society, an advocacy group.

NASA calculated that to spot the asteroids as required by law would cost about $800 million between now and 2020, either with a new ground-based telescope or a space observation system, Johnson said. If NASA got only $300 million it could find most asteroids bigger than 1,000 feet across, he said.

But so far NASA has gotten neither sum.

It may never get the money, said John Logsdon, a space policy professor at George Washington University.

"The program is a little bit of a lame duck," Logsdon said. There is not a big enough group pushing for the money, he said.

At the moment, NASA has identified about five near-Earth objects that pose better than a 1-in-a-million risk of hitting our planet and being big enough to cause serious damage, Johnson said. That number changes from time to time, usually with new asteroids added and old ones removed as more information is gathered on their orbits.

The space rocks astronomers are keeping a closest eye on are a 430-foot diameter rock that has a 1-in-3,000 chance of hitting Earth in 2048 and a much-talked about asteroid, Apophis, which is twice that size and has a one-in-43,000 chance of hitting in 2036, 2037 or 2069.

Last month, NASA started a new Web site for the public to learn about threatening near-Earth objects.


Sauce http://www.yahoo.com/s/1114034
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Tax dollars FAIL.
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Subject:Ha.
Time:9:56 am.
Fuck this.

I'm going to see RotF again in the theater. ALONE.

At least fantasies never stand me up.
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Subject:Fuck you more.
Time:9:39 am.
Guess what? I made plans to go out with a nice guy tonight.

Guess what? He calls me super early this morning after we made plans yesterday afternoon and says "I forgot, I have to work. I can't go anywhere with you."

Guess what? I think you're a douchebag.

This is why I don't date. This is why I don't want to date. This is why I think I was stupid to even consider dating anybody.

Fuck you, douchebag. Don't call me anymore.
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Monday, August 10th, 2009

Subject:Fun times.
Time:10:32 pm.
I sit in front of the TV for three hours doing absolutely nothing, but the minute I decide to get on the comp to write some fanfiction, suddenly it's "Cyndi, take the dog out." "Oh, Cyndi, look up the address for such and such place." "Hey Cyndi, can I use the comp for a minute?(and then it's taken up for FOUR HOURS!)" "Cyndi, check my email for me." "Cyndi, wash the dishes." "Cyndi, go clean up the cat puke." "Cyndi, get me a soda."

WHAT THE FUCK?! BUG ME WHEN I'M ACTUALLY VEGETATING AND NOT WHEN I AM TRYING TO WRITE AND I WILL BE A LOT LESS PISSY, ASSHOLES!
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Wednesday, August 5th, 2009

Subject:Fun times
Time:2:25 pm.
Greed:Medium
 
Gluttony:High
 
Wrath:High
 
Sloth:High
 
Envy:Medium
 
Lust:Medium
 
Pride:High
 


The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz on 4degreez.com
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Monday, August 3rd, 2009

Subject:Parents are adorable.
Time:9:20 am.
It's my mom and dad's 30th wedding anniversary today and they are being SO CUTE to each other. Like as in hiding cards all around the house for each other to find, or little notes that just say "I love you."

It is SO CUTE omg.
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Sunday, August 2nd, 2009

Subject:30 years...
Time:2:51 pm.
That's how long my parents have been married as of tomorrow.

I saw them get their marriage blessed and it was wonderful.

Now they'll do it again in the back yard with the same priest who blessed their marriage six years ago.


Side note: I threw out the vodka bottle.
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Friday, July 31st, 2009

Subject:My FUCKING LUCK...
Time:12:29 pm.
Mood: pissed off.
Forget Six Flags. Mom's fucking car broke down and the money saved for the trip has to go to fixing it.

FUCK CARS!!!!
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Subject:More on Michael Jackson and how the media sucks.
Time:11:04 am.
Seriously, now they're withholding autopsy results indefinitely. At this rate nobody will CARE when they're released because the media won't STFU about MJ.

Whatever.


In other news---I had a nice birthday. Got some awesome jewelry and a few new shirts that are pretty cute. There's a slight chance I might get to go to Six Flags sometime in the next week or two.

At least there wasn't a freaking earthquake on my birthday like there was last year. 'Course, nothing really happens in Sacramento now, does it? Oi. It's hot and gross, but there's a pool nearby that helps beat the heat.
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Sunday, July 26th, 2009

Subject:Oh how WONDERFUL life is! My shitlist for today!
Time:7:56 pm.
My monitor might be dying.

The insurance is being a fuckass about my medication again.

AIM suddenly doesn't want to work.

Stickcam is lagging like shit.

CRAMPS.

The tape I spent weeks getting up early to fill up with episodes of TFA has completely shitted out, making all those weeks I spent getting up an utter fucking WASTE!

I can't SLEEP.

I've been taking swigs of vodka again after telling myself I was going to stop that shit.

My dad's office cut his hours back, so now he's hogging up my computer time most of the day.

I practically bathed in sunscreen before going to the beach on Saturday, and STILL somehow missed my entire upper chest and neck, which is burned so bad I was crying in the shower when I got home.

My throat hurts.

FUCK MY LIFE.
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