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I want to cosplay Bulgaria all of a sudden.
I think I lack the funds for even that XDXDXD
And I need to find a good picture first.
I have a wig, not sure if I want to cut it for that, though...

I bought a Gon plushie when I really shouldn't have.
It was only $5 though.
Gotta buy glue and wire for my Romano curl....

New icon and new header 'cuz 07 ghost is awesome. I like the icon, header's kinda bleh, though...
I've only been reading the manga though. Vids aren't working quite yet.

Teito, Mikage, Harukan and Frau are all awesome.
But for some odd, inexplicable reason, I reallllly like Shuuri.
I don't understand why. He's really a brat, but he's growing on me. Probably that scene with all the blood...
And Konatsu~ I think he's my favorite.

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Toxic - A Static Lullaby

We got a bunny.
Well, technically my mommy did. It was her birthday.
( Bunny-chan's name is Sophie... )
Ohz, and Masquerade got postponed :(
*sigh* $32 non-refundable dress...
Hat's cute. Didn't put much effort into it though. Just decorated. Gonna make a real one eventually. Eventually.

( Click for useless school-related junk )
And if you haven't read it yet, you HAVE to read The God Eaters by Jesse Hajicek. AWESOME original slash fic I stumbled upon here. It's a tad long, and you might struggle a bit to get through the first few chapters (they're a bit confusing and all over the place, but it gets better), but it's really and truly brilliant and honestly worth it.

Stolen Summary: Imprisoned for 'inflammatory writings' by the totalitarian Theocracy, shy intellectual Ashleigh Trine figures his story's over. But when he meets Kieran Trevarde, a hard-hearted gunslinger with dark magic lurking in his blood, Ash finds that necessity makes strange heroes... and love can change the world.

No, it's not a stereotypical bad@ss seme/innocent uke thing. Honest.
Um, this is the part where I warn you about lots of violence and sexual situations and strong language and stuff. Yeah. Read at your own risk.

So, anyway, recs out of the way, vids still not working on my comp, new wig shop opened near me, Romano cosplay might make some progress soon...Maybe.

Current Mood: amused
Current Location: Home Sweet Home

Ne, Neko-chan, did it really snow today? o.O
Oh, and I'm reaaaally sorry if I texted you during class. I texted before I actually thought about what time it was...

I haven't posted in a while, so, since this is a random post for the sake of posting and figuring out if scrollboxes work on LJ, I'll leave you with this. One of my favorite poems, The Day is Done, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (I think?)

The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.

I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
That my soul cannot resist:

A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.

Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.

Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time.

For, like strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life's endless toil and endeavor;
And to-night I long for rest.

Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
As showers from the clouds of summer,
Or tears from the eyelids start;

Who, through long days of labor,
And nights devoid of ease,
Still heard in his soul the music
Of wonderful melodies.

Such songs have power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
And come like the benediction
That follows after prayer.

Then read from the treasured volume
The poem of thy choice,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
The beauty of thy voice.

And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Current Mood: sore

For lack of a better word...

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