I so don't fucking understand.
And I don't think you want me to.
Is this how guys feel, arguing with girls? Like no fight ever actually finishes, it just goes on hold for a while? Then bites you in the ass? We were chill Friday morning. We hardly saw each other until dinner, when you hated me.
Disclaimer: Actually, I do own them. Sweet!
Rating: R (Implied Rape, Assault)
Word Count: 1400
Verse: Fucked Up Fairy Tales
Story Note: As part of the Augno That Never Was, I scattered unrelated reimaginings of fairy tales. They weren't so much contributions to the story as forays into the part of my mind that has a Doberman and a very large freezer.
Summary: Snow White takes a turn for the worse.
( Once Upon A Time )
They're moving in bunkbeds. Into this teeny tiny room. With one closet, that has to be locked at all times. Fuckers.
You know the one. The one no one else can STAND, and they only talk to her cause she's hanging out with you and they're your friend, so you feel all guilty for making them sit with her? And she's an ultra huge bitch, because she knows you won't say anything? Yeah.
Got the feeling someone's gonna be cutting the thread.
At home on leave, and trying to get back into the swing of having a normal life. I'm trying to start writing again (New BF has discovered we both like sitting silently in the coffee shop for 3-6 hours). Have been reading
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__marcelo , and feel very inspired. And more than a little frightened. He makes me want my teddy bear and a high powered rifle.RATs buddies, I will try to get back with you in September. RW conspires to keep me from writing, but I shall overcome it!
- Location:NAU C112
- Mood:
chipper - Music:Basshunter's 'Now You're Gone'
Happy JulNo KickOff, everyone.
So, about two weeks ago, My laptop got broken. And while there is still a possibility of file recovery, as JulNo starts I am sans reference files, icons, music, writing programs, two novels, a movie script, and AugNo08.
I feel naked.
- Mood:
scared - Music:NONE.
-It won't be here till next weekend
- - If the asshats in the mailroom can get their shit together, which isn't likely.
+I've decided to SolMo June, take a half-count goal for JulNo, and beat Augno into submission while I'm on leave/T-Track.
-This is REALLY gonna hurt.
+I'm going back on my diet!
-I'm going back on my diet.
+I'm buying plane tickets today, so I can go home for Memorial weekend!
++Hunter has leave that weekend, and will also be home!
+I can start watch quals this weekend
-I have to start watch quals this weekend.
+ It's SATURDAAAAAAY!
- Location:NAU C112
- Mood:
silly
But I digress.
So it just occured to me like, 30 seconds ago that I graduate July 31st. Which means I'll have Comp right in the middle of JulNo. Which SUCKS, because I'll be on, like, 300-5s. (Shut up, fellow nukes. I don't care how many hours there are in a week.) Which means I will have basically no time to write, thank you NNPTC. August I'll be on T-Track, and will have lots more time (Unless they go ahead and move to a port-starboard rotation, which would also SUCK.)
TL;DR: Do we have a wrimo set up for June? Or does anyone want to join me in the creation of one?
SAT- Took allergy medication, fell asleep in the cars of various strangers and on the table at Jason's Deli. KG stuffed me in my sleeping bag and Pip called it a day.
SUN- MA ate his gun in the prototype parking lot. The watch who found him is friends with my classmate Ballard, who was there waiting for him to get off watch so they could go drinking. Drink they did.
MON- Took EFUND 2, got 3.3. Low end of acceptable, especially in my class, but I will survive. Moved to Phase 3.
TUES- Got in fight with KG, because he's been depressed for a month and I, unable to magically rectify the problem, accepted it and carried on STATQUO.
WED- Failed PFA. (Curl-Ups Outstanding Low, Pushups Excellent Medium, Run Failed by 40sec)
THURS- Need a haircut, have Balls Watch tonight, prolly will have PT after school. Must polish dress shoes and Iron Whites. Time crunch.
FRI- Victory At Sea- Half day of class. Really hoping to be drunk.
awakePip has BF. He is KG, and his likes to wear blue rabbit ears around town. And around base. That's kind of KG in a nutshell, really.
Oh, and he seems to be meeting me blow for blow in the nerd, freak, and kink departments. *Evil Grin*
- Location:NAU- C112
- Mood: chipper
Pip finally has internet in her BEQ! She still has, you know, the school day from HELL, and minimal free time, but! Internets make it slightly more bearable.
(For those wondering what Pip's schedule is like, she gets up at 0400 for PT, followed imediately by school. School lets out in the afternoon at 1600, typically followed by more PT till about 1700. Then she has to do between 2-5 hours at the schoolhouse studying/doing homework. which means Pip is lucky if she gets free at 1900. More usually it is about 2100. She needs to be in bed by 2200-2300, since she has to do it all over again the next day. Pip has about 1 hour a day to herself. And if she has uniforms to iron or boots to polish...)
Anyway. *Gloms gang* That was all.
- Location:NAU-C112
- Mood:
tired
*Tiptoes into dusty, locked up room with sheets over the furniture. Scratches head. Ponders for a moment. Snaps fingers.*
HEY! YOU!
I'm back. Sorta. I graduated boot camp (Yay! All shall cheer and clap, cause it was a beast.). But I am still at RTC Great Lakes until 10 Feb. And liberty has been secured for the weekend, since some of my shipmates don't have the sense to not get falling down drunk and stagger back to the compartment, when alcohol is expressly forbidden for Phase I Liberty. Jackassess.
Anyway. So Pip is a full fledged, newly minted Sailor in the USN. And she's got, like, twenty more minutes before she has to get off the crappy little pay-by-the-hour computers in the lounge. So you shall now be treated to haiku. Why haiku? I can scribble them in the margins of my Training Guide.
Very very very very very very very
Fucking cold.
La. Haiku. Also, if I never get told it is negative twenty degrees outside ever again, it will still be too freaking soon. *Shivers* It's coooooooold.
Hm. Thoughts I'm having: I miss music, and anyone making suggestions for good CDs to pick up when I can finally go back into town (Chicago or Charleston) would be awesome.
I miss writing. Fortunately for you RATs buds, I've still got about 25k of Wirebreadth waiting for you when I get MY computer back. Unfortunately for you, NONE OF YOU READ THE 25K I HAD ALREADY POSTED. *Blows a raspberry* It's okay. I'm gonna have to go back and read everything I've written to get the story back. I've written som stuff while I was here, and planned some things before I left, so things won't be, like, totally jacked up, but still. Yeah. *Trails off*
I can't wait to see everyone on Augnobuddies again, and harass you like hell. Or Facebook. Or anywhere, really. I miss normal crazy people, as opposed to 'Danger to themselves and others' crazy.
- Location:Ship 17, USS Mason
- Mood: chipper
- Music:THU on liberty, ie LOUD.
Hello all. :) Pip's Mom here with her address at Navy Boot Camp. It is:
SR Tryon, Hannah
Div 082 USS Marvin G. Shields
Bldg 7112
RTC
Great Lakes, IL 60088
I know it would mean so much to her to hear from her friends here on Live Journal. One of the toughest parts of this may be that she doesn't get to be creative and write for all these weeks. Please let her know that you support and miss her. If you should need to contact me with any questions or whatever feel free to send an email to springtryon@hotmail.com . Just let me know it regards Pip. :)
Wishing all of you and yours a wonderful New Year ahead.
-Mama Tryon
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Mmkay, peeps. This is my farewell address. I'll be back soon, do not lose hope.
Take care while I'm away, and watch this space. My mom will be posting my bootcamp address here as soon as I have it, so you guys can still get in contact with me.
I'll be gone for the holiday season, so have a happy Hanukah, Kwanzaa, Yule, Christmas, New Year, and Valentines Day. Good luck to Edmoers, Janmoers, Febmoers, Solmoers, and everyone who will be writing, just not in 30-day chunks. Best wishes to anyone whose birthday I'll miss.
I think that about covers it. Be excellent to each other.
- Location:The Lair
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Ta-da! Nano is completed. Well, not completed, since it's decided to be a serial. But 5ok is made.
Than she looked across her bedroom, and watched 4 eating an entire cheesecake.
Not so worried, anymore.
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