Went out for a walk in the dull rain. Met a very friendly black cat who looked like Margot.

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I do like keeping this. Just ten minutes every couple of days, and I have a record of where I've been. I could weep for the times I didn't keep some kind of diary, but sometimes you have other priorities and writing down the mundane doesn't seem important.

Sunny day. Not much to actually do indoors, feeling restless. Sometimes I go look at the neatly mowed grass and take some pride in it.

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I bought the "God Save the Queen" mp3 on Amazon to try to help with the chart push (before they took it down at the weekend). Didn't make any difference.

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Snow on the ground, white skies, dark, bare trees. This is real winter.

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Sitting around reading Archie comics.

(Lousy Riverdale punks, think they're too good for me.)

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I totally guessed what "the question" was the first time it was mentioned.

And I hope they're going to make the most of this "everyone believes he's dead" twist. It's the same concept as the best X-Men period ever.

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Current page title on a porn torrents website: "welcome religious right hypocrites"

Current Mood: amused

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I signed up for a library card. Why not?

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Downloaded and watched the new Venture Bros. special.

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Now my glasses keep sliding down my nose. I've never had this before.

Current Mood: mildly annoyed

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Been pretty deep into reading this:
http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Vox_and_King_Beau

I knew a kid whose imaginary stuff was crazily elaborate. I guess mine was too, but it never really intersected with reality.

He was new to the school. This was around the same time I saw the shadow men, just before we moved out of that house. I know now that he must have had Aspergers or something, and we quickly became close friends because we could understand each other's weirdness.

I don't remember most of the actual details. There was a giant with red hair hunting after him. Sometimes he'd point out where you could see the giant, just behind that rooftop. We'd have adventures together, fighting him.

One day things got too intense, I freaked out over something. He said "It's just a game". I was shocked, and felt betrayed. I wanted to believe.

Years later I thought I recognised him at the swimming baths. As it turned out, the kid wasn't him, but did go to that school and knew the name. He said weird-imaginary-giant kid had tried to kill himself by jumping off the school roof. I never heard anything about him beyond that.

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As I read /x/ stories and creepypasta, I keep being reminded of this. I consider it the closest brush I've had with the paranormal. Although it was almost certainly a dream or some form of nighttime hallucination, it fits in with certain archetypes.

I was something like seven or eight years old. It was a house we only lived in for a couple of years. I had a cabin bed, and usually slept with the door open - it made me feel safer, in the event of exactly this kind of thing, to know that I could run out of the room. From there I could see the door of my sister's room.

Late one night, I looked out and saw figures in the hallway. A line, or a procession - if anything, it was a queue - of shadow men. They were featureless silhouettes. If they reminded me of anything, it was the walk/don't walk guy, or the sign for men's toilets. I did have some sense that these figures were male. They seemed tall, maybe seven foot or more. They were lined up outside my sister's room. Each of them would repeat the same actions, at the same pace.

Each one would step forward and slowly knock on the door. There would be a slight pause, as if to allow for a response. He would then open the door and step inside. The next figure would step forward and do exactly the same thing.

I don't remember actually being scared by this. I may have gotten out of bed to investigate, at which point they faded, but I'm not sure about that.

I told her about it the next day. As I hadn't been scared myself, it didn't occur to me that she might be freaked out by it. "I saw an endless line of shadow men seeking entrance to your bedroom last night".

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Okay, X2 still holds up. I was watching these partly to judge whether First Class is better - X2 still has the edge. First Class does have a lot of bits where you can feel the plot plodding along and the pieces being moved into place. X2 never feels like that.

I'm really coming to like movie Mystique on this run-through. I didn't like her first time around, because she didn't look like comics Mystique. But she's awesome. Everything after she gets into Stryker's base is fantastic.

Also, exploding police cars, still brilliant. These movies really have it in for police cars. And... Something of a recurring motif of men getting hit in the face by women's feet? Hmmm.

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Wow, I just noticed. Ten years of this. It's hardly been active the whole time, and the person who started it is not the person writing now, but... Still.

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So why am I suddenly flooding this thing with entries, after leaving it dead for so long, and now that most of the people I used to know on here are gone?

Dunno. It just feels right. I want to get my thoughts down somewhere, and of all the places online... I don't do Facebook, because I'm not a fat breeder watching "reality TV" all day. I don't know anyone on Twitter to make it worthwhile. On most sites where I'm actually active, there isn't the scope for me to ramble about whatever comes into my head, or it just wouldn't be appropriate. This fits. Besides, for the last five years I rarely had anything worth writing about.

If anybody wants to be considered as a friend, expect lots of comics and movie geek stuff, and possibly future stories about meeting people from TG and fetish websites.

Current Mood: energetic

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Walking down the road with my incendiary device
Looking for a lady, I'll blow her up with gelignite

This is it. This is the best song ever written.

Current Mood: Laughing my arse off

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So I seem to be posting here again, now I have things to talk about. Friends-locked for now.

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We got married today. Mad dash to find two witnesses when the people who said they'd be there pulled out at the last minute. It was quite a moving little ceremony.

Looking after my in-laws' dog. He requires constant supervision, won't piss when I take him outside on a cold rainy night, and is driving me crazy. Cat will not leave the bedroom and probably hates me now.

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Hi. I'm still alive. Alhough it would have been fantastic if I'd died, and that Tracy Ullman video was my final communication with the world.
Living in NC with red_hair. Spending lots of time at the local comics shop. Haven't been much in the mood for LiveJournalling.

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I made my reservation, I'm leavin' town tomorrow...

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