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Stomp'em
Before they stomp you
Blog by Pitas
Past
Brad
Mei
Razzy
Mel
Tessa
Philly
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Friday, May 3, 2002
And another one...
Name: Ningengirai. Danielea. Take your pick, but I only answer to one on the net.
Age: 23, heading straight for 30 and not feeling sorry about it for one single moment.
Hair: O_o I haven't seen my real hair color in years, dude. Currently black
Eyes: Depending on the light: grey, blue, green, orange, or a mix of them all
Skin: Pale
Marital Status: Single
Siblings: Dead
Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
Language: Which one? XD German, French, English, Gaelic, Silesian...
Where are you now?: Right now? At my desk. *snerk*
Where would you like to be?: Here?
Where do you never want to be?: Heaven
List the places where you have been?: @@ You're kidding me. By street maybe? >.> Countries would be Germany, England, Ireland, France, the Normandy, Spain, the Canary Isles, Venice, Holland, Helgoland, Bavaria, Switzerland...
List your...
Favourite food: I couldn't pick. Chinese, probably
Favourite drink: Tea. Cold drink, coke
Favourite animal: cat
Favourite smell: Cinnamon
Favourite color: black
Favourite season: winter
Favourite music group: too many
Favourite single artist: Nick Cave
Shampoo: Schauma
Deodorant: Nivea
Body lotion: Bübchen Baby Lotion because it smells nice
Perfume: I don't use perfume
Nail polish: I don't use nail polish
Pet: Yep. Cat.
Name of pet: Tieraziel
Last book you read: "The Hot Zone" by John Preston, about the Ebola virus
Next book you'll read: Probably the next Jeffrey Deaver if I can get my hands on it
Listening to right now: Tori Amos' "Under the Pink"
Last movie you saw: At the theatres, "Ice Age". At home, "Le pacte de Loups"
Famous last words: "You touch that, I'll touch you where it won't grow back."
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Friday, May 3, 2002
You are Heavy Metal! Angry, sad, and disillusioned, you are Heavy Metal. You are the embodiment of the darkness of the human heart. Your main themes are sadness, anger, and hopelessness. You are frequently misunderstood by others and many link you to devil worship. However, those willing to look through the shell of darkness and anger find you to be very intelligant, poetic, and artistic. Too bad your inclination to look for the beauty in darkness and your general attitude of frustration with humanity as a whole tends to send most people running for the nearest exit. But despite that, you wouldn't have it any other way.
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Take the what music genre are you quiz by PsychosisX!
Is it just me, or are these online test making me out to be the cruelest, darkest, most hateful bitch on the planet? Or maybe it's the fact that the choices that are given to me all suck, are things I'd never do/say/feel like/pretend to be, so I take the "I hate everything" approach to them rather than picking any of the rest? The mind boggles...
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Friday, May 3, 2002
I haven't been blogging a lot lately, but then again, not much happened lately, other than me nearly killing Dree for his antics during a shopping spree and then having to listen to him on the phone telling me how good his pants look on his ass. A little of that, a little of this. All in all, nothing dramatic. Having a little fall-out with a friend, but eh, that's how the world goes, ne? The only bad thing this is really doing to me is making me want to not trust anyone anymore, but I guess everything is relative in the end, and there are people I would trust with my life still, so I suppose it isn't all that bad as my mind at times makes it out to be. It's ups and downs, but we all have them, I'm no exception, you're no exception, and those who continuously smile are making either liars or fools of themselves.
Some of the things I've seen did come true. Some didn't. I'm happy they didn't. I don't mention the things I see anymore because it makes me feel like a harbinger, but the trouble isn't over yet, the wheels are still turning, and I'm watching them with a sense of finality. I can't describe my feelings towards them. They teeter between "I don't care" and "I want them to stop!", but neither is going to be of any help, so I've decided on waiting for the time being. There isn't much else I can do except driving everyone around me crazy, and that is not what I'm aiming for.
It's raining here. Has been, for days now. It makes walking the perimeter a bitch and coming home a blessing because I can get out of my wet clothes and into the shower. Slowly but surely I'm learning to deal with a few quirks the guys at work have. Like, changing the tea in my thermos to coffee and then waiting for me to take a sip. ~.~ As if I wouldn't smell the difference between tea and coffee. Or the fact that they seem oddly protective of me. I guess that's what happens if you're the only woman in a group of 12 people, counting the entire crew working for Abritti. I've been looking out for myself for so long now, it feels odd to have someone constantly trying to take care of me. They're calling me twice as much as they call anyone else while I walk the perimeter, and it's driving me crazy! Imagine walking along a very quiet strip of sidewalk going along a high stone wall and suddenly the walkie-talkie goes *CRKCKS* "Klages, you okay?" I nearly jumped out of my skin the first few times it happened. Now it's more like *sigh* "YES DAMNIT. Do I suddenly go poof into thin air or what?!" I know they mean well. Still it's making me lift an eyebrow. Ah well.
Hugs to the family and my sis ^-^ Wuv ya all.
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Wednesday, May 1, 2002
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Thank you. That was just what I fucking needed. Call me one more time, I'll rip your fucking selfish heart out next time I see you. There's always two sides to one thing. Never just one. If you're unable to see both sides, go shoot yourself. No one's gonna miss you. Take that sister of yours and shove it up your ass. Take your damn freak show and leave me alone. I know you come here. I know you read this. Tell me something I fucking don't know for once in your life.
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Saturday, April 27, 2002
To be by your Side
Across the oceans across the seas,
Over forests of blackened trees.
Through valleys so still we dare not breathe,
To be by your side.
Over the shifting desert plains,
Across mountains all in flames.
Through howling winds and driving rains,
To be by your side.
Every mile and every year,
For everyone a little tear.
I cannot explain this, dear,
I will not even try.
Into the night as the stars collide,
Across the borders that divide
Forests of stone standing petrified,
To be by your side.
Every mile and every year,
For every one a single tear,
I cannot explain this, dear,
I will not even try.
For I know one thing,
Love comes on a wing,
For tonight I will be by your side,
But tomorrow I will fly.
From the deepest ocean to the highest peak,
Through the frontiers of your sleep.
Into the valley where we dare not speak,
To be by your side.
Across the endless wilderness,
Where all the beasts bow down their heads.
Darling, I will never rest
Till I am by your side.
Every mile and every year,
Time and distance disappear
I cannot explain this, dear no,
I will not even try.
And I know just one thing,
Love comes on a wing
And tonight I will be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly away,
Love rises with the day
And tonight I may be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly, tomorrow I will fly,
Tomorrow I will fly.
Lyrics by Nick Cave & Bruno Coulais
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Friday, April 26, 2002
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*___* I just found the perfect lyrics for my next blog layout. Nick Cave. Le peuple migrateur. "To be by your side". *toddles off, headphones on, volume on full throttle, teacup on hand and glazed smile on face*
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Wednesday, April 24, 2002
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Fucking viruses. Fuck the lot of them. Had one tonight that I discovered by 'accident'. It's W32.Klez.E@ mm, a worm that can carry a trojan into your system. The bastard hides in the _RestoreTemp files on your comp...and that is a section of any computer that Norton AntiVirus doesn't automatically check unless you disable an exception in the options function. Getting rid of the damn thing is a bitch. Half of the patches given to you at Symantec or Micro don't work, or you have to unstall half of the shit on your comp before they work. I had to uninstall sys.reboot and sys.restore before the patch I'd finally found would even attempt to work. Was not happy. Couldn't simply delete Klez out of Norton Quarantine because this virus merges with a .CPY file on your harddrive, and deleting it will damage your computer. Nearly an hour of surfing like crazy before finding a patch...half an hour uninstalling and then reinstalling .sys files...Nin chomping down ten cigarettes in one hour and twenty minutes...yay. Fuckers. Whoever writes viruses ought to be shot and nuked.
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Tuesday, April 23, 2002
Kingdom
Our domain, this kingdom come
now godless lands whose ways are lost.
Without the strength to carry on.
All values lost all virtues gone.
Did you think you would be saved
by burning flags to cleanse yourselves of shame?
Or are you afraid as you stare back at your face?
Are you ashamed, are you afraid,
by destroying what the gods had made?
Did you think you would be saved?
I believe that we'll conceive
to make in hell for us a heaven.
A brave new world.
A promised land.
A fortitude of hearts and minds.
Until I see this kingdom is mine,
I'll turn the darkness into light.
I'll guide the blind.
My will be done until the day
I see this kingdom has been won.
No more the servants of the weak
devoid of thought or light to seek.
I'll leave no walls, no stone unturned.
Every tower to be razed to the dust from which it came.
None will be spared, no remnant saved.
Are you ashamed, are you afraid,
of the gods and idols you have made?
Did you think you would be saved
by the gods and idols you have made?
None will be saved.
None will be saved.
Lyrics by VNV Nation
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Tuesday, April 23, 2002
This week is "How to kill your left hand" week. After burning it on my tiny oven last weekend, cutting it open on the lock of my window last night, and getting it caught in the refridgerator door today, it is looking at me and screaming "KILL ME! KILL ME! SPARE ME THE ORDEALS!" But, cruel individual that I am...I shall not kill my left hand, seeing that I might still need it in the future.
Mei...I don't know if you can check this via a comp at work, or if you don't have internet access at all right now - I tried calling you a couple of times by now, and either you always weren't home or I'm dialing the wrong number, or something with your phone isn't right. I'm constantly getting a very fast ring tone. <.< Just wanted to check how things are going, if you've killed the ISDN people by now, etc. *hugs*
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