It's wet.

2003-10-30T22:29:48Z

It rained today. I couldn't drive my car in the rain (obviously), so I took Damien's. He says he needs it to do the shopping / drive to work / collect his rent boy from school etc, and I can't just keep taking it without his permission. So when I brought it back, I fed Boushinigami the keys.

I only needed it to fetch some bales of straw for Ari, who is still in the garden. She's put a big crucifix-thing in the garden so we can burn Ash at the stake on November 5th.

The straw is... is forget what the straw is for, but I got it from a farm near Fulmer. A fat farmer lives there with, like, eighty million dogs. The fat farmer man said I could have it for free, if I was 'willing to take a bitch off his hands'.

I said of course I would, and got my axe out of the boot. When I asked who she was, the stupid fat farmer ran away. So I just took as much straw as I could cram into Damien's car and drove it home before it got wet. As I was leaving, Damien phoned to say something loud and abusive about me stealing his car. Stupid vet.

I'm going to draw an evil picture, so I can make my livejournal more evil than Ari's.

A preliminary message to the unworthy witnesses of my beautiful existence

2003-08-24T22:25:44Z

Things I love:

I love my beautiful car. My beautiful, ♥beautiful♥ Testarossa.

I love Ari.

I love Myself (maybe more even than I love my car).

Things I hate:

I hate rent boys with no spines.

I hate their boyfriends, who buy nicer cars than me, and make a point of leaving them parked where I want to park, despite my having made a prior claim to the space, and threatening those who disrespect my wishes with disembowlment, only to find it's still parked there the next morning.

I hate cucumber.

Larne's Journal

It's wet.

A preliminary message to the unworthy witnesses of my beautiful existence