listening to: 'RUSH!!' by Hysteric Blue

Five Fifteen new Yuki-moti-cons! Hehehe, I put them together with the original five incase you're too lazy to scroll, which I suspect some of you are! I'll be making more and more and mooooore! I'm so bored... my site is down, Michael is away camping with friends, my site is down, no one is in a talking mood at the moment, my site is down... gee, what else... my site is down.



[edit] These can be used on journals or as aim icons. If you use them on your journal or website you MUST link back here. Thanks. [/edit]

I'm so bored... my site is STILL down... I resorted to taking an online quiz! *scream* but at least it's something...

Which Trainspotting Character Are You?

Just saw a 'Stealing Harvard' ad on TV. It looks SO GOOD. Jason Lee is awesome! ^_^ Ok... so right now I'm blogging because my site is down and I have nothing else I can work on. Oh wait... I can finish coding the next layout for sweetusagi.com... Humm... ok... I'll go do that... wish my site was back up... *mummble*

I was unsure if I felt sad, angry, or upset. I used angry yesterday, so I decided that I'm sad about this whole server thing. My site is still down! Come the hell on server people! FIX THE DAMN THING! Maybe I should have used angry... ARG!!

SweetUsagi.com's server is down... I'm pretty frigging upset. In it's three year history my site has never been down for more than an hour. It's been down since around two this morning... so it's been down around 13~14 hours now. Part of the yuki site and my entire personal site are also down because they are hosted from sweetusagi. The only thing still up is this fucking journal. I'm trying to contact my host but he's not around. !PANIC!

I made some emotion icons for anyone who wants to express emotion through YUKI! They are good for use on journals and also as AIM icons. I'll be making more soon... for now I have five here:

If these are popular enough, and I end up making a bunch, I'll open up a mini site for this sort of thing.

Right now I'm very...

listening to: 'hitotsudake -WARP ver- by Judy and Mary

I baby-sat all day... I did basically nothing else...

Hitotsudake… this song fills me with happiness... especially the chorus where Takuya and YUKI sing in harmony. It's just like in the music video... beautiful, bright, peaceful, warm, sunshine-y happiness. *smiles with eyes closed envisioning herself in the music video*

in the glass I saw a little piece of
a memory desperately, childishly cute
I change my bittersweet memories
so that you're always sweet to me
I'll make sure with the palm of my hand
I’ll hold onto my dream and blow a kiss into the wind

summer begins with a sunset,
sunflowers blossom on my skirt
hit by the rain, fireworks stain the sky
in a dazzling collection of light
please don't say goodbye, I only have one wish
I'm waiting for the summer

and if I were to bloom, light me up with your touch
and if I were to cry, make the sky blue with your song

even now, in the sky there is only one
at any time it's all so dear to me
flickering, flickering

the blues and the moon bring out the stars twinkling inside me
I'll never empty out and let my love wither,
we made a pinky promise
I'm unsteady, don't leave me
be sure about me, on the other side of the wind
summer is waiting

and if I were to bloom, light me up with your touch
and if I were to cry, raise the sky with your song

even now, in the sky there is only one
at any time it's all so kind
even now, I can see there is only one
flickering, flickering, flick

(English translation of original Japanese lyrics of ‘hitsotsudake’ by Judy and Mary, lyrics by YUKI)

Yesterday I was drinking my morning coffee and watching tv... something funny came on and made me swallow a mouthful down my windpipe. I COULD NOT breath. I coughed a few times but nothing came up. I was literally DROWNING in coffee. I was panicking. For nearly a minute I couldn't breath at all, until finally I coughed really hard and it cleared out. Phew... I can see the eulogy now... "Lynn loved coffee... but twas the coffee that took her from us... now what is the lesson she would want us to take from this? uh... don't... drink coffee... uh, yea..." geez...

Later on I went to my sister's place to sleep over, so I could be there to baby-sit my little niece today. My sister and brother-in-law invited me to watch 'In The Bedroom' with them, but instead I took a little walk to the gas station for cigs. It was about 9:30~10:00 at night. On the way there half the cars slowed down as they passed me, and about a third of those either honked or yelled something out the window. Among them I heard such things as "Hey baby!" and "What up boo!" Oh yes, how very original and charming. Like I'm going to swing around and come running to your car because you yelled to me from your beat up piece a shit. High-schoolers... YUCK! But then again I was a rare treat for them. EVERYONE has a car in my town, and to see a fairly attractive female trotting along side the road is something of a delicacy... if I do say so myself, and I did. *blows a kiss*

Nighttime STILL gives me the butterflies. I walked outside for a cigarette about an hour ago. The moment my foot made contact with the grass my stomach tied into a knot. I lit my cigarette anyway and walked out about 10 feet from the slider door. I let the smoke out slowly and was struck with this terribly uncomfortable nervousness. I have nothing to be nervous about. I'm not scared of the night, and there was no one else around... yet I was shaking slightly and my stomach felt just horrible. I cannot understand why the night does this to me... and only when I'm outside, and only when I'm alone. I used to think of some reasons why... but I don't think I was even close to the reason. . Back when I first started to notice my night-nerves my life was a horrid nightmare. But now my life is wonderful, I'm a very happy girl... I have no reason to feel this crappy... why? Why on earth do I get nervous outside at nighttime? WHY?!

My email was down for a long time and I didn't notice... I think it was even down for as much as an entire day. So if you tried to email me on Friday or Saturday (today)... please re-send because I didn't get it.

YES!!! YES! YES!!!!!!!!!

Judy and Mary Miracle Night Diving 1996 Tour!! It's mine baby!! Finally!! ALL MINE!! erm... I'm obsessed...

Yeay... a dream post! Aren't you so interested? I wrote about three dreams I had recently. Some erotic stuff happens in the third one... just a little warning I guess, for any of you who still have your innocence intact. Haha.

A few nights ago I had a weird dream.

I was a little shorter than I am in real life and dressed sort of punk/goth... but in a very mild way. I was walking around this BIG mall / theater / arcade / bus-train-airport-union-station type thing. The walls were long, wide, and dark. Everything was soft looking and dark magenta, yellow lines marked the way through the halls. Some parts of the mall looked more like an underground parking area. In the "parking area" everything was bumpy and painted light gray, and polished. My companion was a girl I used to work with. We were sort of there with a group of people from our old high school (but the only person I recognized was her). We all went out a door in the side of this huge mall-station thing to a paved walkway with a metal railing, separating us from this huge, yellow-green, lush field where deer were walking around. We all sat at little two-person tables along the pathway (I sat with the girl I knew, and behind her was a really preppy guy) and a person in a white lab coat began talking to us and showing us diagrams on something set up next to the metal railing.

The purpose of this "talk" was to encourage us all to get "fixed" so we could not reproduce. Everyone else seemed very much into it and people started signing up to get "fixed." I whispered to the girl that we shouldn't do this; we'll never be able to have children of our own if we all get fixed. She seemed surprised to learn this and said I was right, the guy behind her also heard and agreed it was a bad idea. The person in the lab coat posted the list of what everyone had decided. People filed back into the mall area to go get "fixed" except for the guy, who walked away into the field, and this girl and I. We walked quickly through the mall to a comic book shop were I stole several items (including my own cat) and held up the shopkeeper (this really annoying girl).

The girl and I ran out of the shop and found ourselves in a outside parking lot. Everything was black, the buildings, the sky, the asphalt, except there were yellow lines for parking spots on the ground. I sat on a concrete 'median' thing to inspect my loot and have a cigarette. Then suddenly we were back in the BIG mall-station running around trying to find the airport area. She disappeared. I figured she had gone to the plane, so I searched for the area alone. I found it and waited alone in a dark corridor for her to join me. She never came so I decided to go to my boyfriend’s house. I suddenly panicked and ripped open my backpack full of goods to let my cat out, I had forgotten she was in there. She crawled out and meowed.

Then I woke up.

I also had a strange dream last night.

It started off... I forgot much of the beginning of the dream... but I had blonde, puffy, 80's style hair. I wore a blue-aqua bra-style tank top thing, a fluffy black skirt, and white high heals. I lived with my boyfriend, a younger boy, and a middle-aged guy with dyed blue hair. The old guy and the young boy were watching technological and news related television. The graphics of the show were really good, but the older man couldn't read the screen, which was mostly white with eight squares filled with text and pictures. He called for me to come in and read what the screen said. I came into the room and saw my boyfriend was sitting on a stool on top of the TV playing an acoustic guitar. I read 3/4ths of the screen to the older man before the screen faded and went on to a new topic.

Then I woke up.

Then I had another dream.

My family had a reunion; lots of friends and family, people I knew and some I didn't know were there. Everyone was sitting around drinking, talking, laughing, and having a good time. The main activity of the party was that we all rotated in and out of a huge 'group showering' area, in which we all showered but talked and laughed as if it were completely normal. It was broken, I think, because out of about twenty showerheads only about fifteen or so worked at a time. The room was open to the rest of the house; it only had one curved wall and some additional curvy walls in the middle connected only to the ceiling and floor. The floor was wavy also and covered with orange tile. The shower heads were in no particular arrangement, they just stuck out wherever, here and there, from the wavy wall and the extra pieces of wall that were more in the center of the room. I showered by the third showerhead in on the wall, with a bar of soap, my blanket (which I hung over the shower head), and also a glass of some kind of alcohol they were serving.

A younger guy on the second one in, but slightly behind me (because of the curve), kept staring at me showering. Everyone was naked, except the guy was covered with a pink bath towel. A girl with short black fuzzy hair, a thin figure, and small boobs was also there. She didn't have a showerhead of her own, she just walked around sharing everyone else’s water, especially mine. When she would get around to me she would stand really close and rub up against me in the shower. Later when I went to a normal looking bathroom to dry off I was still totally naked. The same girl came up behind me, closed the door, and started fingering me from behind, kissing me, and pushing me against the counter over the sink. She did this for a while and it felt really good. I felt something weird and asked her "What was that?" and she laughed and said it was nothing. When I turned around she had turned into a tall, skinny, bald guy covered with tattoos. He continued having sex with me but I pushed him away. He was wearing a skirt with many different patches on it. Each patch had a cartoonish picture of someone at the party. Some of them were colored and some were black and white. Mine was one of the ones he didn't color yet. The little cartoon picture of me was of me yawning in a bed about to go to sleep. I left the bathroom and went back into the group bath. The man followed me and tried to have sex with me, but I pushed him away again.

Then I left and went to look for tiny bottles of alcohol (like they serve on planes I guess...). I found four little white and pink bottles with neat labels in silver. Some smelled like vodka or nothing at all, and some smelled coconut-y and creamy. They looked good, so I took them and walked outside wrapped up in my blanket. I sat in a dark car, soaking wet, drinking these little bottles. They tasted really good, kind of creamy and sweet.

Then I woke up again.

I sat and thought about what these dreams mean. I think I know exactly what they mean. They all have to do with my boyfriend. The first one has to do with what I think, or what I want to happen in the future. The second seems like just an little vague impression of who my boyfriend is as a person. The third one is so warped it needs a little more indepth explaining...

First of all the alcohol and shower references, I believe, have to do with two activities we did when I visited him last, which I enjoyed. The fact that my family was there and that I had my blanket with me indicates a comfortable feeling, and the people I didn't know indicates my feeling uncomfortable because the relationship is still fairly new. As for the boyish looking girl and the tall bald tattooed guy, I would venture to guess are both symbols for the way I feel toward my boyfriend. Both of them represent him and that I feel two different ways about him. With him I either feel great, or unsure.

The girl was more boyish than a girl. She was sweet to me and liked to be near me. She did things I liked, she gave me a warm nice feeling and I was comfortable with her doing things with me. It represents, very loosely and not totally, the things I like about my boyfriend and how I feel when I'm with him. The tall bald guy I pushed away represents the opposite. I guess the conflict between when I feel totally at ease with him, and when I don't feel so comfortable. I can't think of anything I don't like about my boyfriend, I think it's probably just something in my mind based on my wants and such... like when my wants differ from his or when I THINK my wants differ from his, or when he doesn't explain what he's feeling when I sense he's really thinking of something.

So there you go... a nice big juicy post! Ahhh... I feel refreshed!

I couldn't fall asleep last night. To try and bore myself to sleep I played some pokemon. When that failed I read my favorite ten pages from the middle and the last twenty pages of 'Norwegian Wood' by Murakami Haruki, and the first twelve pages of my favorite book 'The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle' (same author) before I even felt drowsy. I fell asleep around 5:40, had the sexually suggestive bee dream (mentioned in the post below), and woke again at 7:30. Then, feeling like total crap, and with the same bad cramps I had yesterday, I went down to the couch and slept from 8:00 to 9:30. I woke up with what I call that sticky-hot-visceral feeling... it feels like all your internal organs are disgustingly warm and sticky on the inside. Only a nice cold drink and a short walk can fix it.

My good high school friend Amelia dropped by for a few hours. She grew her hair out! She looks absolutely adorable! I had forgotten how much I enjoy her company. Our personalities mesh quite well. We're both straightforward and blunt, and we aren't shy at all, we can talk about anything! I realized I missed her a lot more than just a casual 'missing'. Now that I really think about it, out of all the people I hung out with in high school I missed talking to her the most. In fact out of all of our friends I think she and I fought the least... if at all, really.

We laid out her CDs, crayons, and coloring books for atmosphere, but didn't once touch any of it. We had some coffee, ate chips and salsa, and gossiped about EVERYONE! Bahaha! I'm not much for gossip, it was actually more of a "So what's up with all those people we lost touch with" conversation. I told her about the people I had gotten in touch with that she hadn't, and vise versa. We talked about all sorts of topics -doing the catch up deal- ranging from Jazzercising (inside joke!), ex-boyfriends (our's and other people's), to Chuck Palahniuk's writing style, to George Bush's low IQ, to Japanese novelists, to sex! sex! sex! ... and related topics. Hehe.

I'm still doing the get-a-new-job thing... maybe by mid-next-week I'll be somewhere new... I hope. I wish it were September already... August is bringing me down! It has served its purpose, and now it's just DRAGGING by.

Humm... doodie doo...

I'm about to go hang out with my friend Amelia while she's in town. She's coming over and niether of us has a car... so we have no clue what we're gonna do.

Last night I had a dream about a massive bee. This bee was so huge when it would go for pollen it's stinger would rip the flower off the stem when it flew away. Ooo~ sexual innuendo!

listening to: 'BIRTHDAY SONG' by Judy and Mary

Arg... I'm so bored. I'm in the process of getting a new job, because my old one sucks. I've been working on sweetcream.net and watching this stuff mostly... and has anyone else noticed that this place isn't as outwardly cool and bad ass as it was 2~3 years ago?

Yea... I'm... I'm really bored... um...

EVIL HITSUJI!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RAWR!

Recently, on a forum I frequent, there was a thread about how long everyone has been watching anime and listings of what anime everyone has seen. I've been watching anime since I was about 7 years old, I used to watch Unico a lot at that age... but if you want to get technical, I was fully aware that I was watching Japanese animation since I was 11~12. Now I'm 20, so that's around 9~10 years; Exactly half of my life I've been watching Anime. I can't remember every anime I have seen but I made a list for the thread of all the ones I can remember. I didn't even realize I had seen THIS much until I was in the process of making the list! O_o Below is what I posted on that forum...

- The Adventures of Unico (or whatever it was called)
- Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon
- Ranma 1/2
- Tenchi Muyo
- Mahou Shoujo Pretty Sami
- Urusei Yatsura
- Shin Seiki Evangelion
- Mamono Hunter Youko
- Battle Angel Gunnm
- Aa! Megamisama
- Bannou Bunka Neko Musume
- Shoujo Kakumei Utena
- Marmalade Boy
- Slayers
- Dragon Ball
- Macross / Robotech
- Pokemon
- Kodomo no Omocha
- Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne
- Kyuuketsuki Miyu
- Magic Knight Rayearth
- Nadeshiko
- Princess Yousei Ren (is that right?)
- Bakuretsu Hunter
- Mahou no Stage Fancy Lala
- Sakura Taisen
- Mahoujin Guruguru
- Moncolleknight
- Corrector Yui
- DiGi Charat
- Kaitou Saint Tail
- Cardcaptor Sakura
- Love Hina
- Chobits
- Cowboy Bebop
- PitaTen
- Full Moon wo Sagashite

(and probably many more)

listening to: 'POWER OF LOVE' by Judy and Mary

Ken-ken scanned me a really great image from Uraayu! He showed it to me first and my questions about were so transparent he knew I wanted it! He said he thought it would be perfect for a punkgirl.org layout, weeee!!!!! Thank you babe!! XD hehehe

Speaking of which I'm hosting two new wonderful girls on punkgirl.org: Aurora and Beth (she'll be here when she is ready to move in).

AND... I think I still may be able to host one more journal... I'm not sure how popular a spot at punkgirl is to people... so please don't be angry with me if I can't host you because someone got to me first.

I just found out that NedStat isn't as good as it claims to be.

I guess the major flaw is that it only records a hit if they stay on the splash page long enough for the little graphic to load fully. How do I know it's not recording all my hits? Because my site has a built in stats page.

According to NedStat my daily average is around 150, and that my highest day so far yielded 222 hits. This is wrong because in actuality I get an average of 483 visits per day and my high for August was 576. My total hits so far, since I switched to my new server August 2nd, are 9100+.

PunkGirl.org has a new layout and I think I might have room to host a couple more journals... email if you're interested. Up next SweetCream.net! S.O.D.A. will be up tomorrow, I have no idea when Ken-ken will do his Vanilla project, and the main page should be up by the end of this week. ^_^ Weeee! excitement!

It's really hard to hold on to the notion that there is a basic goodness in all people when many of them feel the need to try and boost their pathetic egos by trying, I say trying, to hurt you with little OLD outdated factoids...

"You have an abusive boyfriend who hits you!"

Oh really? As I recall, and I think my memory of it should be fairly accurate considering that this is in fact MY life, that I broke up with THAT boyfriend over seven months ago... humm... interesting.

"I know about your parents!"

Indeed. Every human on the planet had or currently has parents... brilliant deduction.

"I'm going to warn you on aim because I can't win and my feeble brain can think of nothing else!"

Boo fucking hoo. Generally when weak people wish to pick on someone else to fill the empty hole in their twisted psyche they target someone weaker and less intelligent then themselves. Or maybe you love a challenge?

"Our pathetic pissing and moaning has no effect on her! Noooo! Dammit... let's toy with her until she fights back and then twist it to make it look like she's evil! Yea, that's the ticket!"

Sorry to break it to you darlings, no one falls for that crap, at least not the people I associate with.

"Wow, I actually made an impact! Look everyone Natsuki is talking about me on her journal! I'm so kewl!"

No hun, I'm using your retarded stunt to entertain guests of my journal.

My mother is wierd... In highschool I had really red dyed hair and wore stuff like cargos and tight t-shirts, and to top off my look I would put my hair in braids and a bandana. I don't wear bandanas anymore... but my mother bought a black one for me today..... she hasn't seen me sporting a bandana in a couple of years..... what was she... why... huh? I need a cigarette.

Hey... random thought...

Why are these sellers on eBay trying to get $10~20 for cheap little bits of furoku? Do they think we don't know what furoku is and that it's supposed to be free? Well... I guess they can fool some people and young children, but how rude is that?! If you're an eBay seller and you're trying to rip people off by selling your furoku at high prices... get a life. BAH!

For those of you shopping on eBay who have no idea what furoku is; furoku are little sticker sheets, cheaply made plastic and paper bags, cheap card decks, toys, pictures, and other little things (cheaply made) that come free with almost every shoujo manga gekkan (japanese monthly "telephone book" [I hate that term] comics). So, if you are buying a similar item demand a picture of the item, look at it carefully to determine if it looks or could be "cheapy", check the price, if it looks like it could be furoku and the price is over $1 (because honestly most furoku isn't even worth THAT much) don't buy it, and even email the seller and demand to know their reasons for trying to rip people off.

Yep yep! A new layout. Once again this is a little character I created... the quote 'prostitute of the mind' is from my favorite book... rather clever I think.

listening to: 'Judy is a Punk Rocker' by Judy and Mary (It's a Gaudy It's a Gross DVD [2nd, live])

My Judy and Mary DVDs came! I'm spazzing out! I had a dream last night that they came and they did! This morning the door bell rang waking me up, I looked out the window, saw the mail truck, and flew down the stairs in just my underwear and a t-shirt to sign for them! Now I'm just parked in front of the TV watching in awe as YUKI amazes me yet again with her incredible talent and beauty.

I got:

It's A Gaudy It's a Gross - indie videos and lives
The Power Stadium Destroy '97 [ pics ]
Pop Life Suicide 1 - 12.26.98 Live in TOKYO DOME [ pics ]
Pop Life Suicide 2 - 12.28.98 Secret live in EBISU THE GARDEN HALL [ pics ]

Just two or three more dvds and I'll be totally Yuki-fied! *searches for the other's*

What's the difference between a tag board and a guest book? Not much really, they are there for the same purpose, for people who visit your site to leave a message. I find it extremely hypocritical when people who supposedly detest others who ask "sign my gbook!!" turn right around and exclaim "oh goodness me! Tag me! Leave a message on my tag board, please it's so empty! *whine piss moan*"

What about people who proudly claim they find someone interesting and have linked someone oh-so-popular yet they know next to nothing about the person... including basic info such as gender. What also irritates me is when I go to a board, sign up for a review, or put something new on my site and someone who supposedly hates copiers magically appears and does the exact same things or tries to 'top' the idea. Wowwie woo! Well that was my little rant for the day. On to a more happy topic...

Life is very much a mad roller coaster. Every down is followed by and up and every up is followed by a down. My life is currently, in the sense of this metaphor, on the highest slope in existence. It would be my nature to ride the ride and enjoy it all, not worrying about the massive down that's ahead... if there is one. It would be nice to think that this particular ride is over, ending with the spectacular rush of the up-slope, and then on to the next... but the most logical and fearful demeanor I acquired over the years has me worrisome over every little bump.

I'm not afraid to say it; the past five months have been the best ever for me. My sites are doing well and looking good. I got affordable web space from a close friend, and recently FINALLY got to talk to my bestesh-friend Ken-ken on the phone! Of course to top it all off, the relationship with my boyfriend is going unrealistically well (though my views could be warped a bit by never really having had a 'good' relationship... but let's not dwell)... so well in fact the old adage "if it's too good to be true... it probably is" comes to mind... but oh how I hate that, I hate not being able to enjoy the best time in my life because it's uncommon and perhaps not good to be comfortable in situations the majority of society claims cannot happen. I'm trying to get back the whole "fuck you, I want to enjoy my life" attitude, which I had and used in excess during high school. It's a double edged sword; I don't want to be eventually hurt by blindly enjoying life, yet I might be so wrapped up in worrying about it, it will all pass me by and leave me in the dust. Well then I suppose that’s why I have friends, to help me understand and give me affirmation that everything will be fine. I trust my friends, I believe they will do this for me, just as I would for them.

listening to: 'Party Hard' by Andrew W. K.

Blogger didn't want to publish for me yesterday, so I'm just going to keep posting as usual until it finally works.

Today I had one of the most truly wonderful friendship moments ever! I'm so excited and happy about it I can hardly contain myself! XD AHH!!

I need Vanilla Coke!!!!!!!! But I will have to settle for good 'ole #2, coffee!

I'm so lazy... I've been home for a couple of days and I haven't blogged!

Most people realize I spent last week in Nashville with Michael. I'm quite possibly the happiest I've been in my entire life, and I exaggerate not. It's very difficult for me to rationalize talking about our relationship on my public journal... it's almost too special to share, it's above being published on the internet. I'm home now, back in good 'ole Michigan, and I miss him so much! Obviously. I'm so happy with him, it’s amazing we never argue, it’s the honest to gawd truth; I can hardly believe it myself! I’m afraid I’ll just blink and realize it’s not real... see, even just saying the simple things seem so stupid being on my journal. Arg! What's with my hang-ups! I honestly felt that I was going to bust out with this huge entry describing how my week was, how great it was getting to know him better and all that... but I just can't get over how childish, cheesy, and superficial it sounds as a journal entry. As if this makes sense... I think it does, I'm just not explaining it correctly. Well... to sum this whole thing up, Lynn is a very happy woman! Hehe. Hey maybe later at some point I'll actually explain how we met and all that... hehe, I just feel right now is not the time to be raving about it like a school girl.

How different a person I've become... I feel so good now... I feel like a better person recently. I feel so wonderful I could cry... well, maybe. Hehe.

BTW... new layouts and content for sweetusagi.com and circuitgirl.org (?!) hehehe...

I'm in Nashville right now, at Michael's house. What can I say? I've been having a great time... Bev already knows how much fun I'm having, lol! ^_^ hehehe. I'll write more when I get back home on the weekend, for now I just didn't want my journal to be left untouched.

Michael has cable! So I used it to upload over 100 new pictures of Yuki to my archive. Hehehehee! My Yuki gallery should now contain upwards of around 850 images! Most of the new pics are in 'All Yuki - Casual', pics from Radio Champ and such. A few other new ones here and there in 'Cute', 'Artistic', 'Stylish', 'Comics and Signs', and 'Judy and Mary - Group Pics'. Also a new folder 'Wallpaper'.

listening to: 'Miracle Night Diving' by Judy and Mary

I'm all packed, all ready... set... go... I'm about to slip off to bed. I'll wake up tomorrow morning at 7~7:30AM, crack my back because I've been sleeping wierd recently, get dressed (because I showered just a few hours ago to escape a morning rush), flounce into the car, sigh a little sigh, and I'm off to Kentucky. Every yesterday is gone forever, it's in every tomorrow that anything can happen.

I got my wonderful acrylic nails (and a french manicure) back again! *click clickity click* All I have left to do is some laundry and I'm off with my sister to Louisville Kentucky for my cousin's wedding... and a week vacation for me~* I picked up my paycheck today, it somewhat healed the wound I put on my wallet two days ago at the mall. Hehehe...

Sweetusagi.com is now all switched over onto it's new server, graciously hosted by the ever-generous and awesome Kaitou-senpai. *major glomp-age* My email is in full working order again, if you sent me an email between midnight last night and 3PM today, re-send because I never got it. Also, if anyone notices missing pages or broken images on any of my sites or domains (because I store some images for my other domains on sweetusagi) people drop me a line with a link to the page or image that's missing. I think I got everything covered, but just in case...

And of course... the massive yuki back-up gallery is all up on sweetusagi as well... it took FOREVER to re-upload those 700 images... so you better be thankful! Hehehe.

A new layout for my journal! At first I thought it was going to look too plain, but now with all the entries on the page it looks quite nice. What's special about this layout is that I created the little character (and the panda on the shirt and everything...) of myself to the left. Spiffy huh? Hehehe...