I am working finally, but the job is taking up a TON of my time. I have to leave over an hour before my shift starts, I am there for 9 hours and it takes another hour to get home. I am gone for about 11 and 1/2 hours a day. It is really hurting my morale and bringing up lots of stuff about where I thought I would be by 25 and what I really want to be doing with my life.
Anyway-- I am trying to find a way to make some money through other means. My art mostly... to help with current bills and try to get me going.
I have some stuff on flickr and I am trying to get stuff on Etsy, but since I am low on funds and that costs money (not much mind you but I am that broke) Flickr is really the only means at the moment.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/pixiepirat ex/
I can do custom pieces, I also do t-shirts, and sculpture. Though unfortunately I don't have any pictures up right at the moment.
Anyway if you want anything let me know, I'll work out designs for you if you want.
Also- if anyone has any suggestions on how to make money selling stuff other than Etsy I'd LOVE to hear them. I want to do something .. that matters to me in my life. Working in a call center doesn't matter to me.
Anyway- hope everyone is doing well.
Anyway-- I am trying to find a way to make some money through other means. My art mostly... to help with current bills and try to get me going.
I have some stuff on flickr and I am trying to get stuff on Etsy, but since I am low on funds and that costs money (not much mind you but I am that broke) Flickr is really the only means at the moment.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/pixiepirat
I can do custom pieces, I also do t-shirts, and sculpture. Though unfortunately I don't have any pictures up right at the moment.
Anyway if you want anything let me know, I'll work out designs for you if you want.
Also- if anyone has any suggestions on how to make money selling stuff other than Etsy I'd LOVE to hear them. I want to do something .. that matters to me in my life. Working in a call center doesn't matter to me.
Anyway- hope everyone is doing well.
fauxpawroo
wolventerror
hawthornegem
siegeengine
ockhams_shotgun
nyushoku
_starlady_
I have added you as friends on my new LJ Pixie_Wyld I hope you want to add me back.
wolventerror
hawthornegem
siegeengine
ockhams_shotgun
nyushoku
_starlady_
I have added you as friends on my new LJ Pixie_Wyld I hope you want to add me back.
I am 25 today.
Happy Birthday to me.
Blah.
Happy Birthday to me.
Blah.
The new LJ is
pixie_wyld add it if you like. If you add me, I'll add you and it'll be good to go. I plan to switch over to that exclusively as soon as everyone who wants to add adds me. I'll check back here from time to time. Just so I don't miss to much.
I think it is time I start a new lj. Not just rename this one, but start a new one for the next phase of my life. Which I am trying to start today.
If you want to be friended on the new LJ. Please comment here, and I will add you to my flist. If you don't ask I might friend you because I want you there.
If you don't want to be added let me know. I'll make sure to not add you even if I'd like you there.
Thank you.
If you want to be friended on the new LJ. Please comment here, and I will add you to my flist. If you don't ask I might friend you because I want you there.
If you don't want to be added let me know. I'll make sure to not add you even if I'd like you there.
Thank you.
So..
I am still scared and feeling lonely.
I am broke.... and because I have been broke so long. I don't get invited to things anymore. I can't really blame people for doing it. I mean... how can I be mad at them for... not bothering to ask me. Since 98% of the time I have to say no because I can't afford it.
It sucks ass..... just feel like the lame broke friend. That people keep around because they .. have had me around for so long.
BlAH
I am still scared and feeling lonely.
I am broke.... and because I have been broke so long. I don't get invited to things anymore. I can't really blame people for doing it. I mean... how can I be mad at them for... not bothering to ask me. Since 98% of the time I have to say no because I can't afford it.
It sucks ass..... just feel like the lame broke friend. That people keep around because they .. have had me around for so long.
BlAH
Jon: What color do you see me as?
Me: Ummmm.. I sort of see black and white. Because you can go from one extreme to another.
Jon: Hmmm
Me: And some gray hairs.
Jon: What?!
Me: Well I meant I see you as a white and black wolf... you know. With some gray.
Jon: I am a SkunkWolf.. all black with a white and gray stripe.
Me: .. With some angry management issues.
Jon: You trying growing up a SkunkWolf!
Jon: I mean... were do you send a SkunkWolf to school?
Me: Do you think it would be like... a wolf with a skunk tail... or a really really big skunk?
Jon: I'd think it'd be ugly.
Me: Ummmm.. I sort of see black and white. Because you can go from one extreme to another.
Jon: Hmmm
Me: And some gray hairs.
Jon: What?!
Me: Well I meant I see you as a white and black wolf... you know. With some gray.
Jon: I am a SkunkWolf.. all black with a white and gray stripe.
Me: .. With some angry management issues.
Jon: You trying growing up a SkunkWolf!
Jon: I mean... were do you send a SkunkWolf to school?
Me: Do you think it would be like... a wolf with a skunk tail... or a really really big skunk?
Jon: I'd think it'd be ugly.
AHHHHHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHHHH
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK EVERYTHING FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!
Got my hair cut.
Chopped it.
It's a sort of pixie style, kinda shaggy in the back but I like it.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/pixiepirat ex/3351181658/
Check it out.
Chopped it.
It's a sort of pixie style, kinda shaggy in the back but I like it.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/pixiepirat
Check it out.
Something needs to change..
No. I need to change something.
I have to stop waiting for something to change for me, and change it myself. No matter how scary.
No. I need to change something.
I have to stop waiting for something to change for me, and change it myself. No matter how scary.
3 weeks from today I'll be 25. This is disturbing me a great deal.
I feel like I am nowhere near where I should be, and am getting more upset by that each day.
I made a promise to myself about my birthday. And I might have to keep it.
Meh.
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Alright folks my birthday is in 24 days, I will be 25. I am not looking forward to this day in the least.
However I have gotten a few people asking me, what I want.
So here is the big thing I want:
http://www.ebags.com/the_sak/silverlake _flap/product_detail/index.cfm?modelid=1 12530 in Dark Amber. And while I do NOT expect anyone to just go out and buy this for me. If anyone feels like helping me get it. That would be cool.
Really just letting those people who asked know.
However I have gotten a few people asking me, what I want.
So here is the big thing I want:
http://www.ebags.com/the_sak/silverlake
Really just letting those people who asked know.
Kidnapped from resqdog51
resqdog51
I want to know 33 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine... You're on my list, so I wanna know you better! :)
1. Can you cook?
2. What was your dream growing up?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite vegetable?
6. What was the last book you read?
7. What zodiac sign are you ?
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of lj?
11. What is your favorite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do you have any pets?
17. Do you know how to do the Macarena?
18. What time is it where you are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What color eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. Bottle or Draft?
25. If you won 10,000 pounds/dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
27. What 's your favorite bar to hang at?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
I want to know 33 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine... You're on my list, so I wanna know you better! :)
1. Can you cook?
2. What was your dream growing up?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite vegetable?
6. What was the last book you read?
7. What zodiac sign are you ?
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of lj?
11. What is your favorite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do you have any pets?
17. Do you know how to do the Macarena?
18. What time is it where you are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What color eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. Bottle or Draft?
25. If you won 10,000 pounds/dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
27. What 's your favorite bar to hang at?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
A quiet love meme.
One little compliment can make you feel amazing. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty. Put this in your journal. And once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and this will remind you how great you are.
Comments are screened so only I will know if nobody feels like catering to my demands for coddling.
Stolen from my mom.
One little compliment can make you feel amazing. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty. Put this in your journal. And once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and this will remind you how great you are.
Comments are screened so only I will know if nobody feels like catering to my demands for coddling.
Stolen from my mom.
I have been considering (as soon as I can afford too) changing my lj name to something more .. current.
I've had Rae_Lindorie since I started using lj, I picked it because my mom was hardcore into LotR at the time and I wanted something that sounded .. elf like because I was thinking about writing LotR fanfic. Never really happened(I wrote a few short things here and there nothing big.)
And I really feel I've grown out of it.
So...
I have been thinking about changing it to PixieWyld. Pixie has been my 'name' for a while on various online things. My company is called Pixie Pirates Bounty. I love the name Pixie, its my name on personal emails and badges at conventions.
Wyld, .. well. That is because of Curt Wild in Velvet goldmine. If I was a boy I would probably call myself Maxwell Demon.... It's SO cool. But.... not so much for me right now. Hehe.
So what do people think? Have any better suggestions? Questions?
I've had Rae_Lindorie since I started using lj, I picked it because my mom was hardcore into LotR at the time and I wanted something that sounded .. elf like because I was thinking about writing LotR fanfic. Never really happened(I wrote a few short things here and there nothing big.)
And I really feel I've grown out of it.
So...
I have been thinking about changing it to PixieWyld. Pixie has been my 'name' for a while on various online things. My company is called Pixie Pirates Bounty. I love the name Pixie, its my name on personal emails and badges at conventions.
Wyld, .. well. That is because of Curt Wild in Velvet goldmine. If I was a boy I would probably call myself Maxwell Demon.... It's SO cool. But.... not so much for me right now. Hehe.
So what do people think? Have any better suggestions? Questions?
So.. life is pretty up and down at the moment. I am trying really hard to get my shit together...
On one hand... I would like people to buy my jewelry and my art. But I don't want people to worry too much.
I will be okay, I've managed to make it through some awful shit before. This is ... just more of the same. A lot of it I did to myself. So I have to live with the choices that I have made. Running home to my parents, wouldn't do any good, for anyone.
I'll figure it out... I will. I have to. I don't have a choice.
On one hand... I would like people to buy my jewelry and my art. But I don't want people to worry too much.
I will be okay, I've managed to make it through some awful shit before. This is ... just more of the same. A lot of it I did to myself. So I have to live with the choices that I have made. Running home to my parents, wouldn't do any good, for anyone.
I'll figure it out... I will. I have to. I don't have a choice.
I am trying to sleep, and every noise I hear. Is scaring me. I hate living like this.
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I've never seen this before, it is a Lifetime movie that was based on the real story of Bobby Griffith, a gay man who killed himself in 1983 at the age of 20. It is a very powerful story, one that repeats itself over and over again among hundreds of families.
A religious woman who believes in the bible and the teachings of her church, tries to "cure" her son when he comes out as gay. She tells him to pray, and to try to change and when it doesn't work tells him he must not be praying hard enough.
After 4 years of this, he gives up and kills himself. For 2 years before his death he'd kept a diary of the pain he was going threw, the self hatred, confusion and fear. It is an increadibly sad story.
The most moving part for me, is that after his death his mother admitted the part that her own ignorance played in his pain and in his death. She doesn't try to deny that she made huge mistakes and should have listened to her son more.
It made me think that I am still amazed that people are so cruel to others. It's always confused me about people. I know it is because that I was raised in such a welcoming house. My parents never told me being anything was 'wrong'. My mom bought me books about wicca and paganism when I was showing an interest in it. They bought me my black jeans and black t-shirts and let me be who I was. When they found out when I was 13 I was sure I was bisexual they mentioned that they saw it and that was it. It was never considered wrong, or bad it wasn't even mentioned.
I tried at one point to talk them into letting my on-line girlfriend move in with us because she was going to get kicked out of her house when she turned 18. I never felt unwanted or unaccepted because of my sexuality. (I did for other reasons, but hell all teenagers hate their parents for a few years LoL) They didn't care who I loved, or how I lived as long as I was happy and healthy and doing okay.
It is a wonderful thing to know that is their greatest concern for me. And.. not was, but is. There are issues of course but I know that thy love me, and even if in 5 years I decide to change my entire life and do something completely different, they'll still be there.
The idea of hating your child because of who they love, disowning them because they are gay, or want to love more than one person, or because they were born physically a boy but are really a girl. It's is so strange to me. What does any of that matter? Why does it matter? Why should anyone care? People are people.
My ex, was born physically a male,while we were dating he admitted to himself that he, was a she. I wasn't bothered by it in the least, it didn't matter to me. Male or female she was the same person to me. We broke up for reasons completely unrelated to that fact. She is now happily in California as the person she should be.
Why is being who you are so hard for people? Even me,admittedly I am not truly a man inside or anything, but I have other things. I am worry that because I don't live the life that my friend Jess, or Cori lives that I am somehow a bad person. That... my life isn't as good as theirs. I just want to be me, really me. My morbid sense of humor, fascination with sexuality and sex and fetishes, my interest in art and anything strange. I read about death and watch shows about murders and drug addiction and .... all of that.
I am who I am, and I shouldn't try to hide it. Me liking those things isn't something that I can control. Just like people who are gay, or lesbian, transgendered, polyamorous ... or anything else. Isn't anything that they can control and they shouldn't be condemned for it.
Desires are taught, sexuality isn't taught. It is set, and the goal in life is to be happy with who you are and not to be afraid to be who you are.
Okay, this went of on a huge freaking tangent,but oh well. It is what was on my mind at the moment.
I want to be happy and I want my friends, family and everyone to be happy.
Be yourself, and don't be afraid.
A religious woman who believes in the bible and the teachings of her church, tries to "cure" her son when he comes out as gay. She tells him to pray, and to try to change and when it doesn't work tells him he must not be praying hard enough.
After 4 years of this, he gives up and kills himself. For 2 years before his death he'd kept a diary of the pain he was going threw, the self hatred, confusion and fear. It is an increadibly sad story.
The most moving part for me, is that after his death his mother admitted the part that her own ignorance played in his pain and in his death. She doesn't try to deny that she made huge mistakes and should have listened to her son more.
It made me think that I am still amazed that people are so cruel to others. It's always confused me about people. I know it is because that I was raised in such a welcoming house. My parents never told me being anything was 'wrong'. My mom bought me books about wicca and paganism when I was showing an interest in it. They bought me my black jeans and black t-shirts and let me be who I was. When they found out when I was 13 I was sure I was bisexual they mentioned that they saw it and that was it. It was never considered wrong, or bad it wasn't even mentioned.
I tried at one point to talk them into letting my on-line girlfriend move in with us because she was going to get kicked out of her house when she turned 18. I never felt unwanted or unaccepted because of my sexuality. (I did for other reasons, but hell all teenagers hate their parents for a few years LoL) They didn't care who I loved, or how I lived as long as I was happy and healthy and doing okay.
It is a wonderful thing to know that is their greatest concern for me. And.. not was, but is. There are issues of course but I know that thy love me, and even if in 5 years I decide to change my entire life and do something completely different, they'll still be there.
The idea of hating your child because of who they love, disowning them because they are gay, or want to love more than one person, or because they were born physically a boy but are really a girl. It's is so strange to me. What does any of that matter? Why does it matter? Why should anyone care? People are people.
My ex, was born physically a male,while we were dating he admitted to himself that he, was a she. I wasn't bothered by it in the least, it didn't matter to me. Male or female she was the same person to me. We broke up for reasons completely unrelated to that fact. She is now happily in California as the person she should be.
Why is being who you are so hard for people? Even me,admittedly I am not truly a man inside or anything, but I have other things. I am worry that because I don't live the life that my friend Jess, or Cori lives that I am somehow a bad person. That... my life isn't as good as theirs. I just want to be me, really me. My morbid sense of humor, fascination with sexuality and sex and fetishes, my interest in art and anything strange. I read about death and watch shows about murders and drug addiction and .... all of that.
I am who I am, and I shouldn't try to hide it. Me liking those things isn't something that I can control. Just like people who are gay, or lesbian, transgendered, polyamorous ... or anything else. Isn't anything that they can control and they shouldn't be condemned for it.
Desires are taught, sexuality isn't taught. It is set, and the goal in life is to be happy with who you are and not to be afraid to be who you are.
Okay, this went of on a huge freaking tangent,but oh well. It is what was on my mind at the moment.
I want to be happy and I want my friends, family and everyone to be happy.
Be yourself, and don't be afraid.
- Mood:
thoughtful
Pay off all my debt, buy a house, buy a new car and get a dog. I'd also give my parents, and friends some money.
After that a most of it would go into a nice savings, and investments.
I have actually thought a lot about this, even though it will never ever ever happen.