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Kaleon TrueNight MoonShae
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[07 Apr 2007|08:59pm] |
wow, how a year can change your life......
Anyway, this journal is now nothing mroe than a post for my character in madness castle.
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[09 Apr 2006|01:48am] |
So, this may be the last post on this lj, as I have pretty much completely moved over to my newer one. It's amazing how people change as they grow up and grow past things that have been done to them in the past and things that they have done to others.
I'm losing weight and toning down (working out with free weights everyday as well) and dressing in nice clothes (wow, I lose some weight and I get told that I have a cute butt, if that isn't motivation). The woman whom I was infatuated with for so long has now realized that she likes me too, which is nice in many many ways. She's smart and funny, blond and in shape and has the prettiest singing voice I've ever heard. Come to find out she was also in show choir (only 5 years or so after I was) and so we have a lot in common there. Her favorite musical is Phantom of the Opera which is also mine, we always joke about singing "All I ask of you" together. She loves the opera, ballet, musicals and theatre. She likes Harry Potter and Firefly, not to mention Neil Gaimen and Monty Python! She loves to touch me and tease me, which wins her lots of points in the Aries book. On top of all of this she isn't looking for anything super serious or sexual, which is a relief to me, as those things just aren't all that important to me anymore. She also has one of the cutest bums I have ever seen and the softest hair. She is also always clean and fresh, something I really appreciate now. She knows fashion as well, so she is always wearing drop dead gorgeous clothing and appreciates my taste as well.
Anyway, that was an update for anyone out there that still reads this journal instead of my other one. Those of you who don't read my other one, it's Sakura_in_oct if you want to keep posted.
Night
Kal
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[03 Apr 2006|08:14am] |
Weight Status: 195-200
Job Status: Two, Library and Printing Press
Dating Status: SEMI DATING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes.... you heard right. Christine admitted a week or so ago that there is some major chemistry between us and that she likes me. We aren't going steady (neither of us want that right now, no time and no desire to be caged) or anything childish like that. We're just going to places and hanging out and having fun and have finally decided to admit to each other that we'd kinda like to have more than what we have already. We're going really slow and keeping it quiet because she doesn't want to hurt Matt E. (who is in love with her, and a really good friend) and I don't want to hurt Math (he messed up with Christine). We are both also extremely busy, me with my two jobs and her with two jobs and school, so that is also helping to slow us down... but it's great to be dating again, and dating such a beautiful gemini with such a pure heart is really really nice.
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[21 Mar 2006|04:26pm] |
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I'm wearing a size 31-32 pant now... go me.
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[19 Jan 2006|08:06pm] |
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If this raven
still had wings
he would fly
away from you
but they are lost
and so is he
in a land of light
filled with shadow
-- KTM from the "Book of Raven's Fall"
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[08 Jan 2006|03:28pm] |
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life's a lemon and I want my money back
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[29 Dec 2005|07:18pm] |
A life less ordinary is a curse akin to the Chinese "May you live in interesting times" and yet we all still wish it at times. I, myself, have often wished the opposite since, let's be honest, my life has been anything but ordinary. I have seen the darker sides of humanity and walked among the forgotten creatures who hold on to life even though the world and their families have forsaken them. I've held hands with people most of society wouldn't even talk to. I have been nursed back from suicide by people who will always be dear to my heart, even though most would fear they held a dagger instead of a kind word. Sometimes I wish I had had a more ordinary life, one where I fell in love , or at least fell in like, and married her and then had a couple kids and a dog and a house. I know deep inside none of those things are for me but sometimes the loneliness of my nature gets to me. I know there is a reason they call people like me loners, and it has nothing to do with money. I come into people's lives like a wind, hopefully when I leave their lives shortly after it is with good memories...for that is almost always all that I leave with, myself. I'm not mean to hover around a single place for long... else people realize that I am not nearly as interesting as I might seem upon first glance. I have often wondered if I just need a sidekick... some interesting character that, for whatever reason, comes along with me and keeps me company.
I guess I am just meloncholy tonight, for the night is dark and I am bored and I tend to get this way sometimes. What would my movie be? It would be a western mystery where the lead character wouldn't have a name and everyone would call him different things to refer to him (he'd be played by one of those actors who is sorta good looking but you can never remember them after the movie is over because they were just.... too mediocre). He come into the town and make friends with everyone, giving each of them something they dearly needed at the moment and everyone would think he was a great guy. This would go on for an hour or so, meeting each of the people and learning their problems because... let's face it, this movie isn't about the lead character, it's about the people he meets, no one would set through a movie about him alone. Somewhere along the hour mark something would happen to make everyone forget the good things the man had done and turn them all against him (probably a disease or a scar or something that he kept hidden, or maybe a dark secret from his past or his saying something stupid like "I love you") and he would smile at the people standing on the front steps of the saloon and nod his head, light a fag and tip his hat. He'd climb on his horse and ride out of town, looking for the next place that needed him and knowing he'd never find a real home... but you, as the audience, would understand that he realizes that and understands that maybe that's how it was meant to be and if so then it's all alright.
Yeah, it'd bomb in the theatres, but then it's done a pretty good job of that in life too, just not interesting enough.
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[29 Dec 2005|04:20pm] |
So, I heard from my blood-sister in germany and how my little niece is doing. I miss talking with her and her husband but I am so rarely on a chat program anymore that it makes conversation hard.
I sent off the two cds for Athea, hoping they aren't complete crap to her, lol.
I finally made a payment on my student loans, go me.
I finally got my taxes sent in, again, go me.
In other news, Phantom of the Opera is playing in Dallas on my birthday and I am thinking about trying to go if I can get the 500$ around in three months (unlikely). I will probably ask Christine if I can get the money around, since it is both of our favorite musical. If I can't go to dallas and see it then I will try for the june showing in St. Louis.
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[27 Dec 2005|04:19pm] |
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So, I got an email today and I am now included in the "special guys" group that christine has some real feelings for but just doesn't want to commit to anything. I think that moves me up a notch, lol.
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[20 Dec 2005|07:44pm] |
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In a land of fantasy there stands a small prince with a knight at his side and before them is arrayed an army of cutthroats and brigands. Now, in most fantasies the end to the story would be easy to gauge. The knight would draw his sword and hew a swath through the army, leading his child ward to safety and back to the arms of a beautiful princess. Alas, though, this is not a typical fantasy.
The knight steps forward, before the amassed throng of the enemy and draws his sword from his jeweled scabbard. He holds the sword up high and then takes the tip in his free hand, bringing it down flat on his leg… shattering the blade into a thousand pieces. He holds up the broken weapon and speaks loudly and clearly. “I am no longer a threat to you, so I shall leave now and let you do what it is you have to do.”
The knight turns and walks back to his young ward, whose eyes are glistening with tears. “Why are you doing this oh Knight? You have been with me since I was a babe and have always watched over me. How can you leave me now to die?”
The knight frowns at the young boy and cups his chin with one hand. “All fantasies must die someday… and today is your day to die. I am but a simple man and do not wish to die with you. Now, walk forward and meet your death like a man and allow me to run from here and meet mine as the dog I have now become.” With those words the knight walks away from the battle, into the mist shrouded walls of the fantasy. The boy turns to the army and lifts his head, accepting his fate.
The man wakes from the dream with a cry and tears in his eyes, for he knows that something inside his heart is no longer there. All fantasies must end… and all princes and princesses must eventually die. The man gets up, dresses in his suit and tie and goes to work.
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[01 Dec 2005|07:31pm] |
Man, long day today. I got my display set up at work finally at least. My main computer is still down, which means I am using my Juke Box for actual computer tasks right now. I'm finding that keeping three journals up is taxing, hehe. Not to mention the two blogs I run. But other than that, things are going well. You might see a lot of posts disappear from here soon, as I am going through and sending some of them off to private land since I am hoping to open this journal up to more of my current friends soon. Don't fear, they are still there and all replies are being saved.
Other than that, not much else is going on.
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[23 Nov 2005|11:55pm] |
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So, the music box came in...it is soooo beautiful and I think dancer will love it. It plays "masquerade" and just....fits so perfectly into everything right now.
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[21 Nov 2005|01:35am] |
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So, quick (or not so quick) update in this journal which isn't "friends only" for those few who still check this now and then as opposed to my newer one.
( Read more... )
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[08 Nov 2005|07:29pm] |
So, I spent all night sunday making a mixed CD for christine. It was themed and had a quartrain for each song (along with a picture) which tied each track into the overall story. The CD book could have been better if I had better software, a better printer and a real paper cutter but it still turned out well. The story of the CD is that of the Jack of Clubs (or originally known as the jack of wands in the tarot deck) and the Queen of Hearts (or of cups, if you use the tarot). The Jack meets the Queen and falls deeply in love with her... forgetting for awhile that he is a Jack (Jack was another name for joker) and thinking he may, in fact, be a King. Of course, eventually the Queen's real King comes and she tires of the pretender, going instead to the man she is meant to be with. The Jack tries to convince himself that he's ok but for the rest of his life he returns each spring to the hill where he met her and waits with a single rose... hoping she will come back.
I didn't make it to signify anything specific, and it wasn't an autobiography, although in some ways I may share a lot of the same feelings with the Jack. It was mainly simply a way to tie together a group of my favorite songs, which just happen to be love songs. I miss doing theme stuff like this and will have to do some more. I've been tossing around making a OST for a fallen angel poem, and possibly for a whore. I have one somewhere for a werewolf, but I think it got lost in the move. It had stuff like "werewolves of london" "she said" "she took the words right out of my mouth" and "mouth"
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[01 Nov 2005|08:36pm] |
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what wilted hearts and brittle souls we carry inside our chests
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[30 Oct 2005|03:19pm] |
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dnd nerd story...beware
( Read more... )<lj-cut)
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** Important: Please don't read the other responses until you posted your own... I don't want your ideas tainted. **
If you had me alone... locked up in your room and I had to do whatever you wanted me to, what would you do with me? (You can do ANYTHING you want, anything goes, and you won't get in trouble...) What would you do..? Reply and then repost this in your journal...you might be surprised with the responses you get. They could make you laugh, smile or something altogether different. Rawrrr!
(screened, of course! Anonymous is cool. AND: I won't un-screen your comment unless you are either anonymous or give me permission)
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