Plato's Hell

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 13:02:29 GMT

*snuggles* for Hollow!! Toys are great! I loves you extra hard today.
just one question.....
southpark? Why? Who?

Fri, 12 Sep 2008 06:56:47 GMT

Sometimes I think death would be cheaper, but then I realise I couldn't afford a funeral anyway, so what does it matter?

Things I dislike

Thu, 21 Aug 2008 01:14:37 GMT

When people backing out of driveways aren't looking for cyclists, or pedestrians, only cars.
Emergency rooms.
Making official police statements.

Yes. I got hit by a van yesterday. I'm ok. Just bruised and owwie. Mild concusion.
I've come to the conclusion that sitting on my arse feeling sorry for myself only gains me a sore arse. Which already hurts. Cos it got hit with a van.

Dear Mystery Midnight Desparado.

Sat, 09 Aug 2008 22:39:12 GMT

Thankyou for the candy.
Sadly, I was unable to use the foodstuffs for their intened purpouse, having eaten them all before I got out of bed.
However I intend to buy some more ingredients today and do the right thing.

Yours sincerly,
Lucy

Joy!

Fri, 01 Aug 2008 13:48:42 GMT

For I have received my X-Box 360 today. It made me very happy to finialy have a console besides the PS1 that lives in my parents living room.

360's are strangely impervious to gleeful biting.

FABLE II IN TWO MONTHS!!!

Oh Dear.

Wed, 09 Jul 2008 16:05:39 GMT

I may have discovered BattleStar Galactica.
And I was planing to do things this month. *sigh*

I want to have Starbuck's babies.

I like cookies!!

Sat, 21 Jun 2008 03:02:25 GMT

Yay CandyFairy!!!
I have eaten all the cookies. I like cookies.
Also, TELL ME WHO YOU ARE OR I WILL EAT YOUR SOUL!!!
Which I'm pretty sure is made of cookies.

I have embarked upon a dangerous mission which is called "reclaim Lucy's bedroom from the stuff-consuming, junk-producing demons".
To do this, I listen to the Buffy Soundtrack, and arm myself with a pen-knife.
Quotes from todays journey.
"IT WAS A DIFFERENT MILLENIA WHEN I LAST WORE THIS!!!!"

Thu, 19 Jun 2008 14:24:07 GMT

My LiveJournal Sitcom
The plato_hell Show (FX, 6:30): plato_hell (Morgan Fairchild) buys condoms instead of portable CD players, ruining littlel (Tom Cruise)'s day. In the next town over, d1rtyf1lthy (Malcolm Gets) and thehollowmen (Ed McMahon) collaborate on writing a romance novel. The week after, wootduosmaster (Jon Voight) nixes ruby_vibrations (Scott Baio)'s picnic plans. At the same time, coast_on_cute (Joaquin Phoenix) teaches bigby_wolf (Morgan Fairchild) about circadian rhythms. Then, morbid_curious (Ben Stiller) and sharman101 (Danny Bonaduce) perform slapstick at the beach. Wackiness ensues.
What's Your LiveJournal Sitcom? (by rfreebern)

My LiveJournal Sitcom

The plato_hell Show (FX, 6:30): plato_hell (Morgan Fairchild) buys condoms instead of portable CD players, ruining littlel (Tom Cruise)'s day. In the next town over, d1rtyf1lthy (Malcolm Gets) and thehollowmen (Ed McMahon) collaborate on writing a romance novel. The week after, wootduosmaster (Jon Voight) nixes ruby_vibrations (Scott Baio)'s picnic plans. At the same time, coast_on_cute (Joaquin Phoenix) teaches bigby_wolf (Morgan Fairchild) about circadian rhythms. Then, morbid_curious (Ben Stiller) and sharman101 (Danny Bonaduce) perform slapstick at the beach. Wackiness ensues.

What's Your LiveJournal Sitcom? (by rfreebern)

"No" X 10 =

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 10:17:30 GMT

No, I am not enrolling to vote.
No, I do not want to take the drugs that Mr. Pharmiseutical told you would fix your retard.
No, this does not mean I am taking other drugs.
No, I am not pregnant, as I have not been pregnant every other time you've asked me, which has been roughly once a week.
No, I don't think that talking very loudly about what you do in the privacy of your toileting ritual is nessacary.
No, I don't want to be a size eight.
No, the oil is not going to last forever.
No, just because it might not run out in my lifetime doesn't mean it's not my problem.
No, just because I am sewing does not mean I do not care about my education.
No, I am not a prostitute.

Next time I mention that I'm going over to see my parents, could someone please for the love of god remind me that every time I do, I end up wanting to destroy the entire fucking earth? And, if required, HIT ME WITH A GIANT BOOK till I loose consiciousness, and am placed in a suitably padded room? Maybe with something cute and fluffy.
Can someone please take me away from all this shit? I am tired of my family caring what they want for me, what they think I'm doing, not what would actually make me happy.
I'm tired of people who accuse you of things without actually talking to you about them, without knowing you, based only on what they think. Even worse is when they think you are an evil bitch, but will never say anything bad about you to your face. If you are honestly convinced that someone is doing something so so wrong, confront them about it, don't just run away. If you are right, what do you loose by confronting them? Thats one thing I like about my family, if they think that I'm a pregnant paranoid prudish whore on cocaine who is screwing the professors so that I can pass without doing any work, they'll make it clear.
I invite anyone with a problem with me to sit down in a place of their choosing, at a time of their choosing, and discuss it rationally. I am sick of having so much unnessacary stress in my life. It's slowly fucking me up.

Today I got pretty magnifying glasses!!!! See, I'm happy!

Indy Mission

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 04:26:56 GMT

Ok, at this late stage, has anyone NOT seen Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, and wants to go on an Indy Mission with me?
Anytimes good for me, besides Tuesday Morning. Fucking Achilleus keeps doing stuff. Anyway, come, watch, it will be great.

Best. Lolcats. Ever.

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 03:28:31 GMT

http://community.livejournal.com/tpierce_lolcats/

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 03:22:09 GMT

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 14:25:06 GMT

Ahhh, Mr Todd.

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 13:09:11 GMT

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit,
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit,
And the vermin of the world inhabit it,
And its morals aren't worth what a pig could spit,
And it goes by the name of London.

I've had a cold. And have an exam on Tuesday. And dinner with my parents and Grandmother tomorrow. And I still feel like shite because theres too much stress and shit and everything being crazy and gah and I'm tired and everything is gah! But I do like Sweeney Todd.

I am such a special pumpkin...

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 11:15:05 GMT

I feel like I have conqured the world. Climbed the mountain. Achieved the unachievable. A goddess among mortals, with supernatural and amazing powers.
However, I have only listed something on trademe.
And even then, I relied on a friend to tell me what jpeg, gif, and mb were.
However, and we cannot underestimate the importance of this while dealing with computers...
I KNOW WHERE THE SPACE BAR IS!!

Mon, 02 Jun 2008 10:27:13 GMT

I hate youtube. and Mimes. And Torn. I had big plans for this evening. I was meant to be starting my assingment. *mope*

I love new money day...

Thu, 29 May 2008 11:19:01 GMT

I now have in my posession

- two new pairs of sexy boots
- A book on bee-keeping
- A book on hen-keeping
- A book of macarbe tales
- Some food
- An amber decanter and shot-glass set.

I also wish to inform you all that, unless it is a dire emergency or by special request, none of you exist tomorrow. Thats right, none of you. It has been roughly a month since I have had a day all to myself. I intend to spend the whole thing adrift in a sea of hair-dying, baking, watching LOTR, and doing laundry. It will be good.

I love you all, I just haven't sat down with Lucy in a while and had a cup of tea and a chat.

A post written in my classics lecture.

Mon, 26 May 2008 08:33:27 GMT

I went to the bus exchange, to catch a bus to uni. There were none for a quater of an hour, so I went and got a heathen blend of chocolate and coffee. Last term, I spent a good deal of time and effort attempting to collect all 6 of the Disney Princess Phone Danglers, that came out of a toy machine at $2 each.
They have now released the Gold Edition Figurines.
Anyone who wishes to help, either by beating my obsession out of me, or donating a $2 coin and laughing at my neuroses, shall be much appreciated.

If everyone else was jumping off a bridge, I'd probaby do that too...

Thu, 22 May 2008 10:01:37 GMT

Are you currently in a serious relationship? No, I'm not in a relationship place at this exact moment.
What was your dream growing up? To be a Lady. A true one, noble, sensible, rational, dominant, accomplished, and beautiful. Or to be George Cooper, from The Song Of The Lioness. Thats one of the reason I love Trickster so much. Aly. She's both those things. Too. Darn. Sexy.
What talent do you wish you had? The ability to utilise my other talents to all they can be.
If I bought you a drink what would it be? At this precise moment, a lemsip would be nice...
Favorite vegetable? Potatoes! They're versitile and stylish!
What was the last book you read? Trickster, by Tamora Pierce. I'm currently reading The Constant Princess, by Phillippa Gregory. Mmm, sex and politics. Phillippa Gregory is like a good orgasm, in text form.
What zodiac sign are you? Aries.
Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Ears, though I rarely wear anything in them.
Worst Habit? Not utilising the skills I have to my best advantage. Forgetting that I can think and not be shot down.
If you saw me walking down the street, would you offer me a ride? I would be walking too, so unless you were light enough for me to carry on my back, no. You could offer me a ride though?
What is your favorite sport? Netball, badminton, or table tennis.
Do you have a pessimistic or optimistic attitude? I have no idea. Pessimistic in an optimistic way. I know that life is bad, that it will always be bad, but I know it will get better.
What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me? Take control of the situation, arrange help to come, then sit down and have a chat.
Worst thing to ever happen to you? The day when my palace was stormed by invaders, I saw my father and second brother killed on the grand staircase, my mother and four sisters raped and taken as slaves, another sister killed for fighting back, my penultimate brother killed as he defended their door, my lady cut in two, my eldest brother, the heir to the kingdom shot off the parapets, and everyone I love die in a mass of blood and gore and abuse. I sheltered in the nursery closet, clutching my six month old brother, the door pinned shut by the bisected body of his nurse, fearing the invaders that ransacked the room, hearing the shouts of the last loyal men dying outside the window, fearing death and rape at the tender age of fourteen. That was a pretty bad day.
Tell me one weird fact about you: If I do not feel socially comfortable, I cannot be barefoot.
Do you have any pets? My beloved cat who lives with my mother, because he hates moving house.
What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly? Let you in, and curl up and watch movies and talk.
Do you think clowns are cute or scary? Neither. I think they're worrying.
If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? More tone and muscles, making me slightly smaller, but still all curvy and sexy.
Would you be my crime partner or my conscience? Conscience. Sometimes commiting crimes is demanded by your conscience. Not all crimes are bad.
What color eyes do you have? Grey-blue.
Ever been arrested? Never. I don't really plan on it, though I would love to create an act of civil disobedience.
White or red wine? White, as it's easier to mix with sprite and juice so it doesn't taste like wine. Mulled wine is very very good.
If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it? Invest till I had enough to buy a block of land suitable for farming, and create a sustainable comunity.
What's your favorite place to hang at? Somewhere warm, surounded by my loved ones.
Do you believe in ghosts? I believe in spirits, everything has a spirit. I've seen this when I've been writing or making a doll, and it's turned out differently than what I wanted, because thats what the story or doll WILLED. I believe the presence of those we love and have lost remains with us forever, but no, they don't hang around all transparent, shaking chains and moaning and moving out toothbrushes.
Favorite thing to do in your spare time? Watching things with friends, having a good evening around a fire place, reading a nice book, sex, sewing, writing.
Do you swear a lot? I don't think so. I swear when it's required, but I like other words.
Biggest pet peeve? When tubes aren't shaped like tubes, but rather like squished tubes. Toothpaste is squeezed from the end, people!!!! If you ever find that all the tubes in your house are propperly shaped one morning, after a party, or after you have had me over, yea. I did that.
In one word, how would you describe yourself? Lucy.
Do you believe/appreciate romance? If it is true. And only on special occasions, lest it loose it's merit.
Do you believe in God? Whatever we believe in is real for us.

Happy Ramblings.

Sun, 18 May 2008 08:35:21 GMT

One day my flatmate is going to ban me from the kitchen. It saddens me that when she does, all I will be able to say is "Thankyou for being so tolerant of my mishaps. I'm amazed you waited this long."
On the other hand, I have had quite a good day. There have been many great snuggles. I love snuggles. I am very warm, and full and clean. I love new sheet day. It feels very good. I think I am going to celebrate by watching Alice In Wonderland and curling up in a LucySleepyBall. And maybe drinking some water. I had the best shower before. It was warm and all nice and wet. Then I ate a dish I call Lucy's paprikiry, cheesy, gooey potato mess. Clean warm Lucy, tucked up in her bed with clean sheets and clean pyjamas.
I'm thinking of jumping on the wagon, becoming a lesbian, and moving to a little house in the woods.
Or maybe just watching Alice in Wonderland, drinking some cool water, and curling up in a little SleepyLucyBall. I think I'll do that one. It is new sheet day after all. And I'm warm and clean and full. And I've had a good day with lots of snuggles. I love snuggles. I could take over the world, or at least fuck it up pretty good, but right now, I'm going to watch disney movies and purr and sleep.

My feet are just the right temperature. My arm hurts, but that's ok. Everything gets better. Especially with movies and warm beds and water.
I'm going to shut up now. Just know that even though things are poopy and I have no idea what's happening to my health, right now, I am very happy. And working on being happier.

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY???

Sat, 03 May 2008 12:10:39 GMT

Sweet holy monkey shit it's cold.

Was planing to go to the drinkies tonight, but went to my parents for dinner, and wound up falling asleep in front of their Burninator. MMM, fire.
Anyway, I think I might be a bit oversocialised regarding movies at the moment.

But FUCK it's freezing.

Someone turn the sun back on?

Thu, 01 May 2008 05:39:40 GMT

I MAY (and by may, I mean, this is what happened) have gotten very very drunk, thrown up, had a shower, and fell asleep. Thankfully, I had a good friend over and he took care of me.
Why did I do this? Lets just say that sometimes I am a teenager, with teenage problems. This one was known as "I am in love, but it's an unrequitted mess. I hate/love him so much."
There are a lot of toys in the fridge/freezer, and I am wondering why.
Also, FYI, do not eat half a salami and then throw up. It's not pretty.

The Past 36 Hours of Lucy

Wed, 30 Apr 2008 12:11:08 GMT

In bullet point form!

Woke up, slowly and stiffly got ready for Uni. Tried to bus in, stood up to ring the bell, wibbled a little, woke up in Avonhead.
Somehow found my way back to Uni, had... 3 caffeine pills, one "heathen blend of chocolate and coffee", got HIGH AS A SMURF.
Crashed.
Went to a friends house to watch Boston Legal, and give a sick friend cuddles. Played Gitaur Hero III with a IIIrd friend (is lucky), watched Boston Legal, in a kind of zoned, trippin' state. (When playing "Monkey Wrench", it is easier to bounce up and down on Missy's arse than on Bigby's crotch. Just so's you know.)
Started to get stumbly and slightly delusional.
Collapsed in hallway, was carried to couch, apparently had conversations about my family.
Was told to get up and go lie on friends bed to prevent freezing. Got up, collapsed. Was carried to bed.
Slept for ages, woke up slightly more lucid, and lounged with sick friend.
Went on a soup-ingredient-finding adventure, "helped" make soup, ate soup, was brought home by the bestest flatmate ever!, and started writing this.

Sun, 27 Apr 2008 10:05:18 GMT

Had a long post. Can basically be summed up as:

May I be the first to say

Sun, 27 Apr 2008 03:49:35 GMT

Eww. and the seccond to say Eww. The third, person to say Eww will be up to you, the commentors.
Arrived home to find flatmates kitty had decided my room was litter box. One load of each in an easily rinsable, thankfully empty plastic box, and another load of each on one of my schoolbags. Which I was using to store fairly expensive, very pretty writing paper, which used to smell like rose petals, and now smells like cat pee.
Oh well. At least this means she's eating and drinking again!

**EDIT: Crapfuck! My sketches were in that bag! as well as my lucky piece of red velvet, and miscelenous Canterbury Faire Memoribilla. CrapfuckCrapfuckCrapfuckCrapfuckCrapfuckCrapfuck! At least she's eating again**