... DragonFable has TOO MANY HOT GUYS.

OK. I'm playing DragonFable cause I'm bored and Eli won't go onto chat. So I was talking to another friend of mine about DragonFable cuties... oh man, the list is so long.
GOD Drakath is cute. Like, in a twisted evil way. But hey, that just adds to his sexyness.
Ash is puppy cute so not really worth my time, to be honest.
OH GOD. Zhoom... there are not enough heart emoticons in the world for me to even begin to describe how HIS EYES MATCH MY ROGUE'S OUTFIT. OMAI.
hmm... even Cysero has cute... hair.

AM NOT PRETTY.

._. People keep saying I have a nice face, or I'm sexy, or I'm pretty, or I'm hot, or whatever.
I'M NOT. God. I have like a gazillion spots, I'm fat and I have massive bags under my eyes. ._. I'm not pretty.
I'm not. God. No. I'm not pretty, no no no.

Headache ._.

I am investigating the Whitechapel Murders. Mainly because I am bored. I've employed my friend Eli into being my Watson. But without the sexual tension, really. Ok. Maybe with a little ;-)
Anyway, I got a headache when my dad was like "Think about what works well with pork, Christine." and I was like (in my head) "Ugh. Fuck you. I wanna go back to my investigations."
I'm bored now. Discussing with Eli about a book he wants to write, arguing over sex scenes, etc, and basically discovering that sarcasm doesn't work online.
Woo.

RANDOM PICTURE DAY.

 

I AM THE ZOMBIE FENNEC. Hannah is the one underneath mah foot, And Heather is the one with the hat. I want the hat.

OH MAI GOD HANNAH IS A PERVERT. Lookin up mah skirt like that D<

Evil bunny plots world domination.

 

Heather crashed.

Bahaha. Best moments on WH ever <3

[3:29pm] Meredelain: I'm the ipod kid.
[3:29pm] Meredelain: Turn me on and I play music.

Why does Heather's knee pop so much?

My friend on WolfHome, Heather (aka Affliction) just went:

[2:36pm] Affliction: Why does my knee pop so much

And so I shall answer it for her.

Heather,

Your knee pops so much because you are a very vaginal young lady.

Sincerely,

Chrissiii.x

And why did you have to pee on my blog? It's all wet and urinal now D=

Also, I'm scared of the sound that just came out of my mouth.

Chapter Six - The Man's Amusement

This is chapter six of The Pain and Triumph of the Sociopath
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The man sat at the computer desk in Bart's IT lounge, chuckling softly to himself. The monitor showed a website, The Telegraph Online > Obituaries.
He was particularly proud of this little puzzle he had set for his counterpart in the world. And with no explosives! Celebrations were in order, but not now. Not while he was in his most ingenious disguise. A bottle of 1968 vintage Cava Brut would look rather suspicious for the new IT assistant to be drinking it. Instead, he clicked away from the obituary and straight onto Dr. John Watson's blog. His mirth faded. The good doctor was suspicious. Shit. This little game was for the Consulting Detective only. Unfortunately, his dear Sherlock insisted on bringing his little pet everywhere.
Oh well. The man was sure he could... detain his beloved's pet, if only for a small amount of time. It may actually prove to be interesting...

LOL WHUT.

Some random person just commented on my blog, under the name "Sir Jack the Ripper". Not that I don't mind. Personally, I'm fascinated by Jack the Ripper. He's a very interesting fellow. Best (or worst) serial killer ever, never caught for over a hundred years. A very curious case indeed.
One day, when I have more money and more freedom, I shall investigate. I'm very curious to see how this case will end.
Ok. Doing some random Halloween designs for BritChicks, because I'm bored. I'm hand-drawing them... onto my computer. Yeah, I've got a drawing tablet. Also writing on this blog, checking for new posts on a fanfiction forum and contemplating whether or not to add CHAPTER SIX of The Pain and Triumph of the Sociopath, my new FanFic, onto here. I probably will, out of boredom. But not in this post. It'll have it's own special post and category. FANFICTION PPTS :P

BORED.

Boredom Strikes.
I'm leaving BritChicks. Ok. Yes. I said it. I'm leaving BritChicks.
No one interesting is on WolfHome. Scuba's on FF, but not enough people to talk to D=
MSN won't let me log in. Again.
... I need yellow spray paint, preferably that used by the Triad in The Blind Banker, and a handgun... A Walter-P-99, to be exact.
Dad said no. To both items. Because he's horrible. So now I'm bored.
Ooh, Ryan's on. But his girlfriend went psycho bitch at me... Meh. Fuck her :)

Omai. FFG Just got Sherlocked!

Hey. New blog. Woot.

OK. So I'm a Major Sherlock fan. Every thought ends up with Sherlock, or some kind of case.
I got bored yesterday. I went on FFG (Fashion Fantasy Game)
And... I did these guys.

You see. This is what happens when I'm bored. Either that or I start craving yellow spray paint and a handgun. OR simply the wonderful and gorgeous Sherlock Holmes. Either way... At least there's FanFiction.net to keep me occupied... when there is something good to read, that is.