Tuesday 24 February 2015

I know you



If nothing else good came out of the movie Fifty Shades of Grey, the soundtrack is pretty good. I already linked one of the songs in my Valentine's day extravaganza without even noticing it was from the movie. I went to see the movie with Juju the other day (we're crazy like that, last time we couldn't decide what to see and ended up watching Prince of Persia - and liking it). I can't say the movie was good, but it wasn't as bad as I expected. It was mostly porn without genitalia so could've been worse.


Most of the songs in the soundtrack are melancholic. I find it strange that it hits me this well even though I'm not sorrowful. Listening to the song I linked above, I felt a strong feeling of wanting to make someone listen to it. That I wanted to say all that to someone. Until I realised I wanted to say it to myself. I have been patient but slowly I'm losing fate. Don't complicate it, don't let the past dictate.


I've never really been one of those people who thinks too much when it comes to jumping to opportunities. Lately I've been wondering if my emotional baggage has grown so big over the years that I can't let go anymore. The good thing is that whatever my thoughts are telling me, I still operate with full intentions like before. Jumping from a cliff head first seems to be implemented in me so strongly that it doesn't just randomly disappear. Right now I'm glad of that because I think I would've missed an opportunity. I have no idea where this leads yet but I sure as hell intent to find out. "All adventures in life start by showing up."

I wonder if other people get that feeling of being disconnected from the outer world, like you see from inside your skull... This might be the fever talking again. I don't know why am I sick yet again, but I think it has something to do with having a huge stress ball of life and when that loosened up a bit, of course I got sick.

This is my 93th post. I've been thinking of stopping when I hit round numbers. Because I've been writing this many times like a diary, I feel like things that might be better to stay inside my head are now out in the open for everyone to see. Before someone takes advantage of that it might be better to quit while ahead. But this is just a thought again, and since I'm the whimsical me, never know what's going to happen next. Also, I'm running out of inspirational quotes, which is weird because I have a whole wall of them pinned in Pinterest. If you need something thoughtful, you can find that wall under my wonderful alias Luci McPennyloo.

Friday 13 February 2015

Damn smoochies

For my 92th post (with over 4300 views) I'd like to present to you

VALENTINE'S EXTRAVAGANZA!

Firstly the song of the day:


The post is pretty much just loads of pics and no writing because hey...































Have a lovely, icky and in every way totally gross Valentine's Day!

Tuesday 10 February 2015

Dragonborn

A person who has a banker alt that sometimes sit beside a certain mailbox in Stormwind and is a guild leader, who in real has dark hair, likes metal, lives in Funland, likes to sing and thinks lyrics are important, is allergic to cats and in certain light seems relatively funny... sounds familiar? Who do you think I'm describing? Yup, not me. Let me start from the beginning.

Once upon a time, a cute little gnome settled in Stormwind and made a nest at a mailbox. She sits there almost every day and being all cuddlywuddly has many friends that stops by to say hi or give a quick hug. Many other people in their suits go by and some of them stops to chat with this gnome of ours. One of them is a tall man with a terrible hairstyle. They always talk about business or the weather or anything casual. This goes on for months and months. A new world is found and the city grows quiet. The gnome thinks that is why she hasn't seen her banker friend for a while. Time goes by and no sight of her friend. She asks around and even sends a letter to her friend, worried as she gets the more time passes.


One day she gets a reply, the player of that banker friend informs the player of the gnome that he has been doing other stuff but is back in the game now. Few days passes before they meet with their characters at the mailbox again. They chat and decide to exchange better contact info. In WoW that means giving out battletag names which means one can see the other player when ever they are online and on whatever character. It was long due for the heroes of our story. The real gnome behind the computer screen thought this friend of hers might actually be a girl and young. Nope, it turns out. It's a dude. Around her age.


Abort, abort, abort! Or what ever you do, do not - I repeat - DO NOT flirt with him. You have lately gotten your ass handed to you, don't you dare to suck this person into your mess. So friends? Friends. Friends are good. Especially if they like cats and music.

I, Luci, have a very bad habit of making geeky guys kneel in front of me. I usually tell the poor guys that I eat little boys for breakfast. I explain that it is advised to be careful around me since I can get pretty flirtatious and let's face it, I have a dirty mind and I'm not afraid to use it. I try to stay clear from the chat-traps (I've listed these before when I talked about how to know if someone is interested in you online) but I sometimes put the traps up myself and then walk to them. Here's an example (shortened from the actual conversation):

He: I'm a dragon, I don't have cheeks
Me: I imagine you as the dragon from Shrek
He: But that's a girl
Me: And I'm quite the ass

*bangs her head against the table* Luciiii! Noooo! What the hell is wrong with you?! Those are just the things that will get you into trouble. *sigh* Dude, chill.


That's all this time. Stay tuned for a special Valentine's extravaganza with awesome pics from the interwebs!