Moved to a new livejournal 'cause I'm tired of this one~

Puttin' the name in a friends-only entry. I guess if you wanna find me you can just ask <:'3c Protip: New journal is neither Icecreamkatana nor Wandamagick related in name.

Soooooo yesterday was a good day |Dc

( Horror, depravity, bras )

Updating from the Uni library 'cause I'm taking a break from listening to Keith shout artists' names at me =w=; It is helpful of him to give me ideas for what to research though. Speaking of,

I dragged him in for a talk because I wanted to talk about how my project was going / where it would be going, and we got onto the subject of nanomango and I mentioned what it was about and what I'd be doing for it.

I asked if it would be possible to combine it with my current project so as a) to make less work for myself, and b) to make my Uni project more about something I'm interested in, though I was a little worried that comics = not fine art.

He OK'd it though, in fact by the time he'd finished shouting artists at me and talking about noir shadowing he thought the idea was genuinely a good one for me :3c

So I get to use my NaNoMangO comic as my University work! SCORE.



Anyway I'll see you's cats later I'm gonna play summore Tetris x

This is all the fault of nothingtoregret. She got me into the nanomango thing and now I have even MORE shit to do D: WHYYYYYYYY DO I DO THEEEESSS.#

Though I guess it does provide a good outlet for the colourful eccentricity in me.

Anyway I stole this character meme from her >:I What it helps me think about the character okay geez.

( Doop doop ima robot )

FUCK YEAH I FOUND MY OLD XBOX

I need to do some art theory research BUT THEN I AM GONNA PLAY SO MUCH BLINX 2.

Oh, yeah, also, finished that novel I was reading about the gay necrophiliac serial killer.

I want to show you yet another quote that stood out to me. I hope it disturbs you too.

Tran's body convulsed in a long shudder of pain. Jay gave the screwdriver a final shove, a nasty twist, then yanked it out and held it dripping with blood and shit before the boy's wide-open, terrified eyes.

Screwdriver rape what the fuck.

I'm sticking to detective stories.

I've been stuck at home for the last few days, sitting around with my foot in the air drinking coke and watching DVDs.

I can finally walk on it now (still got a bit of a stupid limp though) but I feel bad I missed the things I had planned on Thursday. I really wish I coulda' done something about it but tbh it was enough trouble hobbling across the hospital car park like a twat >:C

I need to write more Spookyfic but all I wanna write is boys in bands playing guitars and grinding. Troubling huh. I should probably get some essay done too.


Fable 2 is out soon <:3c

So Francis dropped me off at the station last night after the bar and as I was walking in I fell and landed awkwardly on my ankle.

It felt sore and I looked pretty fuckin' stupid limping onto the train but I got home okay and chilled out.

Unfortunately by the time I had to get upstairs to bed it hurt too bad to actly get up the fuckin' stairs and FORTUNATELY NO-ONE WAS AWAKE because I must have looked thick dragging myself up the stairs like some retard zombie. I got fuck all sleep anyway 'cause moving my foot feels like there's a nail being driven into the side.

So I got pushed and shoved to go to A&E this morning and had it x-rayed. Pffff. It's just a bad sprain I just need to sit around with my foot elevated for a few days.

Baaaaalls.

So I put it on Y! anyway 'cause the TF2 club there always seemed like decent sorta guys (and I don't write an awful lot so I crave opinions on this stuff like WOAH).

BUT I'M GONNA PUT IT HERE TOO JUST FOR SHITS N' GIGGLES

HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

Title: Spookyfic
Fandom: Team Fortress 2
Pairing: Holyshit not slash?
Warnings: Horror, monsters, cats and cake
Summary: Are you looking forward to Halloween?

( This cake is delicious )

It occurs to me that due to leaving Y!Gallery, I really have nowhere to post my silly TF2 horror/humour fanfiction. This is troubling.

I'm tempted to post it there anyway, but the place is just so irritating I don't know.

Have you ever seen that one movie, "Jumper"?

Don't.

So I picked up a couple of action flicks on sale in HMV the other day 'cause they were going for about £3 each and frankly that's a bargain. Of course in Jumper's case that turned out to be a pretty fucking generous amount to pay for such poorly-scripted drivel.

Seriously, this movie is so shit it makes me PASSIONATELY ANGRY.

I like teleporting. I thought it'd be pretty difficult for them to fuck up a film about teleporting. BUT THEY DID OH WOW THEY DID.

I'm just gonna copypasta the points I ranted mercilessly at Ellie. And if the anger fails to subside I shall take it out on my tablet too.

( BULLYING, PARENTING, LOVE AND PSYCHOLOGY )

I'm really sick guys


I was gonna play some Force UNLEESH but I just wanna

lie down


Maybe drink some ice

Is it wrong that Daft Punk have given me a need to find some nice gay robot porn.

I don't mean Transformers, they're all blocky like they're made out of lego :C I mean proper man-shaped robots.

Yeah... that's probably pretty wrong.

So I made this new friend recently, and she's pretty fun. We have a scary amount of stuff in common and I manage to make her laugh.

Now she's got this ex. This straight, male ex, who is uh, familiar with my Army of Two fanart. Needless to say he's not my biggest fan (read: hates my guts) but whatever. He's not the only one, let's move on.

He finds out his ex-girlfriend is chatting with me, and nosies at my DA page, thus finding out I'm a big lesbo. And jesus, does he react.

Apparently (according to him) I'm a massive danger to this guy's happiness because his ex laughs at my jokes. Apparently (according to him) if he leaves me alone with a room with her I will be unable to control my MANLY LESBIAN URGES and rape shall be imminent. Apparently (according to him) I'm a big ol' VURGUN lesbo who is unable to partake in sexual activities because I am too busy thinking about Salem and Rios bumming eachother.

I wish I was exaggerating this shit.

Let me tell you why I can't read my new book on the train anymore.

I started the new course last week at Uni. I was pretty stressed out all week, trying to keep up with all the new information being stuffed into my head. So, over lunchtime on Thursday I decided to take the bus into the town centre and buy myself a little present.

I've always been slightly curious about horror novels, since Jen used to read them in Highschool. I thought it was silly being scared by a book. It's not like it's a proper big loud movie with pictures. But I do like crime stories (especially involving angsty detectives and/or serial killers) so I decided I would pick up a horror/crime mix.

I picked up a nice, trashy-looking little paperback and continued to read it on the train home. As I read further in, it began to dawn on me that this is not a book that should be read in public.

I am going to quote to you the part that lost me my coffee and firmly pointed out to me "No IK, this book is not for reading on trains."

To put it in some sort of context; Andrew the serial killer has just been told by prison doctors that he has tested HIV-positive.

"Well, Andrew, I told myself, anyone who violates the sweet sanctity of a dead boy's ass cannot expect to get away scot-free."

I think I may have thrown myself in the deep end somewhat, in terms of freaky-novels.

...D'you think anyone will notice if I keep reading it on the train?

I'm trying to go to sleep at a reasonable time but it's so hot at night right now I end up staying up all night whining. I tried to put some ice in a drink last night to cool down and it had all frozen into one big chunk about wouldn't fit into the glass. I tried hitting it with the rolling pin but it was so loud I thought it might wake up the neighbours.

Also I got my project for the art class, I have to use a suitcase to tell people stuff about me. By painting it and putting things inside and stuff. It's annoying because I was hoping that since it's a new place, I could keep my retarded personality a secret for a while and try pretending I'm actually cool. Darn.

So I'm drawing today and BAM, it hits me like a brick to the face.

When did drawing get so boring?

I fucking love drawing. Especially girls and bright colours and blood. I want to draw stuff that makes the person who sees it either really happy or really insulted or both.

So I get this urge to get a new start, and Lauren's like "you do this all the time, it never changes anything". I get this wild rabid urge to delete fucking everything in my gallery and start anew, but there's always the little "oh don't delete that bioshock one, people like it" or "oh leave that rvb one, people think it's sweet". I should be thinking "I DON'T CARE I'M DELETING IT ALL AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA >8D"

I need to learn not to hold onto things. Maybe a reboot would be good.

So me and Aaron finally got 'round the playing the downloaded alternate ending for Army of Two. (After I nagged him to play summore freaky Siren keh heh. Weird.) Basically~

Original: Dalton tries to escape on a helicopter and you blow him up.

Alternate: Dalton escapes and you hunt him down at SSC's seekrit bank vault type dealie.

It's not a bad level really... well, Aaron may've played it up a little with the whole "IT'S SUPEH DIFFICULT LAURA RLY ITS GUN TAKE AGES". Took about half an hour to finish. The main problem was the fact the maps didn't seem to have many decent spots for panicky people like myself to dive for cover D: So Salem got a little perforated on numerous occasions. Aaron generally got back in time to heal me X'3

There was a pretty big glitch in the open area though when we were halfway through fighting on the edges of the big circular room and then SUDDENLY LIKE MAGIC we were in the centre of the room to go back-to-back X'3 Silly level designers. Ah well. Overall we had fun and Alice alluded to spending time with S3kshun8 in the radio communications, which amused me though Aaron couldn't figure out why.

I might take some photos of the stuff I got for my birthday just for giggles. Aaron bought me a cute little Ryuk figure that's on my desk X3 Its jaw has a little hinge so he can go OM NOM NOM.


Om nom nom.

So a couple of days ago an order of mine arrived in the mail~


I have no idea what those words say.
TADAAAAA! Lucky Star artbook! >w< Eeeeeeeeeeeee.

( DADADAADA )

My golden retriever, Lucy, is an absolutely ancient dog. She's at least ten, probably more (though my atrocious memory can't promise that). So for a while now, I've had to significantly cut down the distance I walk her.

Aaron and I hadn't taken the two Lucys walking for a few days, so we decided to go down the canal and back through town. It seemed to be going fine most of the way, but then turning into Park Road Lu stopped and refused to go any further.

Her paw had started bleeding. I knew it was probably really uncomfortable for her but it didn't seem to be bleeding too bad and we really weren't that far from home, so I kept pushing her to keep going.

Eventually she lay down at the front of someone's driveway and refused to get up, so we had to take a break. The poor woman who owned the house gave us a weird look through the front door and I nervously explained that I was just letting my dog rest and we weren't scoping out her home for a robbery or anything XD;

Long story short, we didn't get far after that. Every time I got her to start walking again she stopped after about five steps until she eventually collapsed about a quarter of the way down the main road. I panicked when I realized how much her foot was bleeding now (it was leaving long red stripes on the pavement) and called for her to get a ride home in the car.

I walked back with Aaron and his Lucy.




I feel incredibly guilty and awful now. I really didn't think a short walk down the canal would be too much for her. I'm gonna have to start walking on my own I guess..