I'm so sorry.

Monday, March 21, 2011

I know I just moved over here to Blogger but I have way to many followers over on Wordpress to leave, I'm sorry but I'm going back to the Motherland. I have more of an audience over there, I'll leave this blog up but I'm not gonna update it so if you wanna read more follow this. I still have my creative writing blog here.

I shouldn't post after Midnight

Thursday, March 3, 2011

 So you all know, if I ever talk to you the chances of be blogging about you is about the same as me not sleeping; it's already happening. Also if you get in the way of the internet I'll cut you ;).

Now I think I should address the minor website change; I changed over to blogger because it's more ascetically pleasing, I can edit it more so than wordpress, and it forces me to learn html. I think that explains everything. I've had this site since October, I was just keeping it as a back up just in-case Wordpress bitches and my blog magically disappears.

For everyone who hasn't read anything of my blog or it's your first time all you really need to know is that my blog is me ranting and raving and its all really sarcasm. I also swear like a trucker because I like to say 
motherfucker.

A new game comes out this Sunday. Pokemon Black and White, now I haven't finished Platinum but I have Black per-ordered. I believe I'll be going with the grass starter, it is based off of royalty how could I not? The fire type is a pig and if I choose him I'd name him Pork-Chop. The water one is an otter and I'd name him sushi.

I thought I wouldn't get Black or White because Diamond and Pearl where so lack-luster, but I couldn't resist. A lot of the pokemon look very fucked up and not in the good way, I'll give it a shot though.
Currently I'm playing Platinum and this fucking Budew isn't very happy, I have the soothe bell on it too. I'm just gonna breed it with my Turtwig, all I want is a Roselia anyway. Okay, and so ends the pokemon rant.
I don't really have much to say, my nails keep breaking, this chair is killing my ass, and I really want a boyfriend. I'm tired of going to bed alone, does that explain my insomnia? I've just realized that all I blog about is my life and all I do is bitch.

Well back on the whole boyfriend topic, some days I wonder if a guy would have me. After all I'm not a virgin, virginity was always stressed in my family. I know that isn't true, I know I don't have to be a virgin to get a boyfriend. I wish I could just blame it all on Jason but it's not his fault, well I don't think so, He's diseased, being a rapist is a mental disease right?

I never thought I would talk about Jason, I mean it's such a personal thing; Elizabeth says I shouldn't post things like it and if I do I should put as private. I don't do that because when I made the blog I made a 
promise to myself that I would share my life with my subscribers, is that bad?

On the topic of subscribers I don't know if you follow me with the button in the sidebar if you'll receive updates without making a blogger or google account, if someone is willing to let me know either way I will be very grateful. I'll be posting any updates on my Twitter and on my Facebook, the links to both of those blessed sites are buttons at the bottom of the sidebar.

I listen to a lot of music, by various artists who usually aren't even in the same genre. I love when they use auto-tune to give the song that worbbly tone, if they're using if because they are no-talent hacks then fuck em' in the ass with a broom.

I just turned the ceiling fan up and I feel like it's gonna fall, if it does I'll cut a bitch. It shakes like a son of a bitch.

I'm told it makes me less classy when I curse, what do you think? Most people say teens use foul language to shock people, I use it to say fuck; plain and simple. If I want to shock I'd say some of the thoughts that run through my head, or I'll link to a dirty movie, or I'll post a thousand crude things. Trust me I've got a whole file on that stuff.

The wii is fixed, wait I didn't tell you it was broken. Shit, do I need to break it again now? Well anyway a few weeks ago we found out that it was broken. Well a week ago Mum took it to work and had a friend bring her power cord to give it a look, the power cord went bad apparently.

So like I said the wii is fixed. I used the Wii Fit yesterday, only for a half hour but damn my legs and hips where killing me. Fucking Hula-hoops. My ass is killing me but that's because of this chair, I think I mentioned that already; well if I did then you people are thinking about my ass too much.

I need someone to make me a banner for the page, something classy and royal preferably. I should also see if someone would make me a picture that I can make into a twitter link.

I should go read up on grammar stuff, I mean am I even allowed to use these things ; ? What are they even for and what are they called. Oh well fuck it in the ass with a marmoset I'm gonna call it a grawl. Whats a marmoset? My room smells like bananas, I just ate one and now I have the decaying skin sitting in here while I look up marmosets. Aww, marmosets are really cute. Their monkeys, I don't wanna read anymore about them, I hate monkeys.

I'm tired but I'm awake, does that make any sense? I think I may use the wii a bit, I mean it's not gonna kill me. Then again I am a bit hungry, maybe in a half hour I'll make a salad. I may write I am feeling a bit inspired thunder and lightning, ice and fire; that kind of inspired.

I've written a curse that I may end up using unless the slut is fired. There is a caregiver who comes to the house everyday to care for my brother. She's very rude, inappropriate, and abuse; not to mention extremely dull. She has insulted me on multiple occasions and is quite abusive to Kody, my brother. She's resisted may of my charms and hotfoot powder, now I think it is quite appropriate to call upon Hecates' aid and to hex the woman. She is attacking the family, She is a threat and stopping that threat is first and foremost.

I've talked about The Family before I believe. The Family was created when I came to the realization that I don't really have a family. The Family has be compared to the mafia, once you're in you're in it for life. The Family is titled, The Noble and Most Ancient House of Devereux. Now being a part of the Family isn't really something your born into so we're not related by blood or name. Certain friends of mine don't even know they're part of House Devereux but I count them as such.

I've wrapped many protection spells around the members which to many people say is complete bollocks but it isn't. These spells don't do much in the way of protection but more as letting me know if they've been cursed or hexed or jinxed or what have you. If the Family has been scattered in the wind it is easier to protect them if I can feel them.

I've been told that it's weird that I can feel my spells if they're still active or have yet to spark, right now if I reach out I can feel the web connecting me to them. Some strands are frayed or broken but I can still feel them but only as ghosts and for those the spell will break but they are still Devereux.
I probably have more to say but I should stop now.

Night,
Daniel Devereux

I wish.......

Saturday, February 26, 2011

I wish......

Why is it that strange websites link to my blog?I mean seriously all I blog about is my life and gaming; how could that have anything with Home Equity Loans? Seriously I don't even know what the fuck that is!

Another thing why do few people view my blog the day that I post but the next day on average I get ten to fifteen views? What am I not important enough for you idiots that you push me off to the side and get around to me another day?

Why won't wordpress let me indent on each new paragraph? Fuck that I'm gonna write this in open office. Motherfucker open office isn't working, to wordpad my children!

I don't mean to rant, I just can't help it. I would love to get on a blogging schedule but I just can't, I only post when I have stuff on my mind. I remember starting a post about Nebraskan School Teacher possibly being given the right to carry Firearms in class.

Thank every heathen god open office is opening, Wordpad doesn't have a spell/grammar check.

Oh to you idiots who tell me not to blog, you know who you are, there is a great chance that I will blog whatever you say to me.

Oh Elizabeth and I both got Tumblrs, is it Tumblrs? Is that the correct plural?

I dunno how I feel about Tumblr, it seems so informal. I love Wordpress because it's professional looking. I'm tempted to move to Blogger because It's more editable, is that a word? You can do more with blogger but I don't know how to edit html; me trying to do html is like me trying to speak German, I'd break bloggers servers by accident.

Another thing is the fact that I can't just import all of my posts, I mean I have thirty-ish posts here, I know that doesn't sound like much to you but to me it's a lot; I have a horrible memory so these posts are my memories. I don't normally stick to things, here’s an example: I love to write so I have multiple stories in various stages of development, I know everything about them and I can keep the plot lines straight but I only write when I'm inspired.

I've tried to write a journal for years, either they where found or I forgot about them. I love the idea of keeping a record of what happens in my life I just never keep to it or it's found. I talk trash about people in my life , you all know that. You all also know that I'm not gonna censor myself on my own bloody blog, I know that if you say something that wordpress doesn't like that they'll take it down without warning so I keep a hard copy of all I write. Blogger is less likely to take my posts down, if they don't like what I have to say they'll just take me out of the main blogger search.

If anything I'd love to have my own website, a whole blogging area and then possibly a page about scheduling Tarot readings. I know that is most likely out of my reach but I can hope. ;) I know I can make a website with on may web hosting site but I dunno.

I really should be getting to bed, it's one in the morning but I just feel kinda depressed. I just feel alone, I mean people are around me I just feel alone, cut off from them. When I talk to my family they don't listen, they're too caught up in they're own shite. When I talk to them I feel like what I'm saying is an alien language, I think so strangely when compared to them. A normal guy my age should be out cavorting with girls and driving while all I want to do is write, or read, or curl up in bed and cry.

Mum says I'm hiding here in my room; I don't want to go out and hang out with them and they don't want me out their either. Maybe this is my punishment. Why does everyone act like I'm being suicidal? If I die I'm gone, I don't want to disappear, I want to be remember for ages. Because you’re not really dead if your remembered.

I feel like I'm defective, like a part of me is missing. I know I have people who care about me I just feel so different. I feel like I've seen everything that can and will happen and then on the other hand I feel like I've seen nothing. I've seen every face that has been, is, and will be; Hecate showed me that ages ago. Because of that I feel so strange. I can feel Her about me but She is distant, well I guess that makes sense since one of her names is The Distant One.

Some days I feel like I just want to scream others I want to break things. I don't feel at home, I know this isn't my home. It's just temporary, everything in my life is temporary.

I wish I had a childhood, I wish I could remember my childhood. I wish I had a father. I wish He wasn't a drug addict. I wish he didn't exist. I wish I was immaculately conceived. I wish I could see Jason again. I wish I could beat him. I wish I could hate him. I wish I could spit on him. I wish I could hug him. I wish I could forgive him. I wish for his life to have been better. I wish his life wasn't so fucked up. I wish I could sleep for a century. I wish I knew where I was going. I wish I could divine my future. I wish I wasn't so much of a burden. And some days I wish I wasn’t born, my family would be so much happier.

I really want a hug now.

I never thought I would blog this much. My life isn't that interesting, all I blog about is me, me, me me! How can you guys fucking read this shit!? It's so self-centered and selfish.

My grandfather looks at me with such contempt and hatred, I just don't understand. People look at me now that I've dropped out like I did it so I could just lie about and do nothing. I dropped out because I'm in constant pain, yes I know that other people in my family are in pain as well but the get a reprieve I don't it's always here.

The only reprieve I've gotten was when I had morphine and that was after a surgery, Nothing we've tried helps and if it does it only lasts so long until it words no more. Currently I'm on vicodin and it doesn't really help with the pain, it just makes me floaty. It's easier for me to leave my body which in and of itself is a godsend because when I'm out of my body it hurts less, hence why I sleep a lot.

I keep getting asked if I'm dating anyone, no I'm not. No one would have me anyway, I'm defective. Besides if I was dating a guy my Grandmother and Mum would pitch a fit. It's just best if I'm alone with my problems. I'm not alone alone, I've got Elizabeth and Matthew to talk too. But there is only so long you can talk to a person before it gets bad. Elizabeth is is starting to show some of my more rude personality traits and Matthew is starting to get annoying. I should probably take a reprieve from them as to not harm them any further; I just can handle the silence, it's just so deafening.

I wish I had some of my old friends, but they're all gone now. Pagan Planet, gone. School, gone. One disbanded and the other I was forced to quit.

 

I should stop now before I write pages and pages.

Night,

Daniel Devereux


Vicodin, need I say more?

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Hey guys.

So if any of you follow my twitter or are on my facebook you will know that I went to the ER on saturday so that explains why I didn't go to the gameday. It's rare I miss a gameday, I mean I only miss a gameday if I'm deathly ill or I had surgery a few days before.

Saturday I was up all night talking to Elizabeth, I woke up around three in the afternoon to a horrible headache.

I sat in my room for a bit thinking about going for second slot and talked to my mum about it. She bitched about my room not being clean and we got into an argument. My room was quite clean compared to what it could have been.

Mum yelling and bitching at me didn't help. My headache got to the point where I couldn't really see, just sparks in my vision but it's near impossible to see anything then.

Mum said that I cant sleep because I'm depressed, I don't feel depressed, do you idiots think I'm depressed?

So after laying down trying to go back to sleep but it was to the point that the pain was too bad. I went out into the dinning room with all the intentions of writing but I just ended up drawing.

After a while and after eating something I got sick. After that I just couldn't get comfortable, the dinning room was too hot and outside was too cold and loud. At some point I was like, "Mum when you're done helping Kody with homework I need to go to the ER."

We went to the hospital just up the street, not our normal one. This hospital was much better. I didn't see an actual doctor, just a PA. He was really cute, when I mentioned that when he was gone Kody laughed and made a gay joke.

They did a CT scan and gave me a shot of some stuff, I cant remember what I just remember it started with a T. He gave me prescription for Vicodin which I probably be blogging under. I don't have much more to say, everything is a but fuzzy I'm gonna go nap.

Night.

- Daniel Devereux

Republicans.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Hey guys.

So I don't normally read the news, when I open my browser it doesn't take me to MSN or Yahoo or any site like that. When I open my browser it takes me to Google, or Facebook, or a site I was on the night before; So I don't  normally see the news let alone read it.

But today was a bit different, now on occasion my friend may post a link on their wall, that's normal, right? Yes that's totally normal here in the digital age. Now the link is normally to a forum, or a youtube account, or I dunno, porn? Now those are all normal for my friends and I get that, usually I ignore links.

This morning was a bit different; It was nearly five in the morning, I hadn't slept when I saw that my glorious friend Spyke posted a link which sparked this whole blog post. Now the infamous title read, Virginia Republican Introduces Bill Attacking LGBT Families.

Now I read the article before I fell asleep this morning and I can tell you it angered me greatly. The bill is entitled The Parental Title Protection Act.
In a press release, Forbes argues that “symbolism is important” and that his legislation is necessary to prevent even “subtle” changes that “undermine the traditional American family relationships that have served as the bedrock of our nation since its inception.”

This small exert is quoted from the HRC website and no malice is intended.

Personally I don't give a rats' ass about politics, I don't like republicans they tend to be backwards dumb-asses who I would never let near my children if I had any.

This Randy Forbes fellow sounds like the kind of person who thinks that Gay Marriage will lead to people marrying goats, dogs, and all other types of creatures.

My dear friend Randy Forbes the only thing I have to say to you will be expressed in song by the lovelies Miss Lily Allen and Miss Sherry Vine.











Now Randy you need to open your mind and understand the world isn't so black and white and congratulations on getting your own category I'm sure you'll be seeing more of your republican friends there, night hon.


To readers, I love you and thank your for being loyal through my rants and raving for that alone you deserve a cookie. Now do my a favor and right to this fuck and tell him that he is being small minded.


Love,


The Bringer of The Golden Age, Daniel Ambrosius Devereux.

Couch!

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Hey Idiots,

So I've been too busy to post, well that's a lie but whatever.

I seriously think I need to be medicated, if I was to go to a therapist right now She would have me committed. I've been having very strange dreams and thoughts, if any of you follow me on Twitter you'll know what I mean. Heres a few tweets to extrapolate.
When I call my cell from my cell I call my answering machine but I want to call myself.

I don’t know what days are!

I wants to be a panda, pandas baby children.

Also I found my cellphone in the microwave on the fourth.

Last night when I got in bed I slammed my face on the wall by accident. Right now I wish we had a couch, why you ask? I want to carve a couch on the couch.

I was driving Elizabeth crazy the  other day with my random thoughts, I wrote some of them down and when I read them myself I was like; "HOLY BATSHIT! I"M FUCKING NUTS!"

One of them said something about being a panda, oh and pandas eat babies not bamboo it's just a panda cover-up. If I was a panda I would knock over a liquor store and I'd beat people with bamboo; Did you know bamboo is a grass? I know I was all what the fuck man!






I've been meaning to make a post about my New Years Resolution but I've been distracted, so I'll do it now. My Goals, goals with an 's', are to read one hundred book and lose fifty pounds this year. Pray to the fucking gods I do or I make break faces.

I'm losing any linear timeline so I don't know what happened when unless I tweeted about it.

Tuesday, the eighth, I went for a walk. It wasn't much of a walk, I just went down to the crossroads near my house and left an offering to Hecate. I didn't go to the crossroads I had wanted because of the ice and the fact that my hair was still wet.

I need to make a post about Vincent which I hope to do soon. Quick explanation, Vincent is a spirit I bound into my service on the seventeenth of January.

I will make a better post soon, I hope. I'm being ADD lately but I will post more, I promise.

~Daniel Ambrosious Devereux

Insanity

Monday, January 24, 2011

Sorry my servants I don't think I'll be talking to you, I'll just be monologuing today.

I swear there is something wrong with me. I joke that I am sovereign over all things but I think I'm starting to believe it. Maybe I'm losing touch with everything, I mean I don't really talk to anyone anymore. Sure I call and talk to Matthew almost everyday but I don't really talk to any of my old friends.

I think Elizabeth has been trying to talk to me for the past few days so I'll call her when she gets on skype. I miss all of my old friends, everyone for Pagan Planet, we where all so close and now nothing. I mean I thought we where close, maybe I should try and get into contact with them. I love how I say I want to contact them but I have most of them on facebook and we never talk, hell I don't really talk to anyone on there just James and occasionally someone who PMs me.

I got into an argument with my Mother a few weeks ago and I think she may be right; She said that if I keep this personality up I'm gonna have no one. This I don't give a damn, silence mortal, don't give a flying fuck personality. I think she may be right, I mean I used to pride my self on the fact that I didn't care what people thought and that I wouldn't take any of their shit. If I keep this up I won't have anyone , people used to love this personality and now I think it's just wearing thin. I always said that people either loved me or they hated me.

I'm twisted and bent in all of these directions and I don't know what to do. Gods if I sit and listen to the voices I'm told many things; Sin louder, oh so louder. Off with their head. And last but not least, Shut the fuck up and go back to sleep. Gods I swear I have multiple personalities who all know about each other. It's like I am a car and I have three drivers, so I'm gonna define them.

Sin louder, Now that would be Seth Syn Samael. Seth is all about his middle name, sinning. He probably formed from my repressed sex drive, if there is a guy in the room I am forced to rate him because of Seth. His sin would be lust.

Off with their heads, now that would be The Queen. Now some would say that She overlaps with Shut-the-fuck-up but she doesn't. She is more eloquent and even headed, She is a courtier. The Queen Act much like Shut-the-fuck-up when it comes to people, You listen to her if you want to keep your head. Her sin is pride.

Shut-the-fuck-up, that would be Daniel. I don't even think I have to define him, basically his is Wrath given physical form.

Maybe I should weigh out all three personalities and assimilate the better parts of each onto one personality, hmm. My loyal readers comment and tell me what you think, I could use some help on this.

The next post I'll talk about my new years resolution. Well I think the three of us shall be off.

Goodbye my subjects,

The Queen.

Goodbye Sinners,

Seth.

Bye Fucker,

Daniel.

Happy (late) OH MY FUCKING GOD THE LIGHT IS BACK DAY!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Hello my Children,

So my life has been as busy as hell on a sunday! Christmas was well, tradition dictated that there would be a fight and we didn't disappoint. My Uncles' Girlfriend and my Grandfather got into an argument; about what I couldn't tell you because I wasn't in there. We where having ham for dinner, I hate ham it tastes so disgusting so I didn't eat right away. After my Uncles girlfriend, Carla, ran into my room and talked to me for a bit I went out and ate some green-bean casserole.

I got clothes mostly but I got two things that I love, I got a heated blanket which was a godsend. In my room it is usually as cold as ice, the heat doesn't crawl up into my room from the vents, my room is above the garage, and when the wind howls like deamons in the night the cold cuts through my windows and rattles about my room.

I all so got a Kindle 3, it is seriously awesome! I love it, it is my baby. I've already read five or so books on it and I keep ordering more. Within a week of having it, it broke! I believe I slipped on some ice and the rest is as they say, history. We went and talked to Amazon and they sent a replacement over night.

Well there isn't much more that happened on Christmas.

Well Goodbye my children,

Her Imperial and Royal Majesty, By the Grace of God, The Defender of the Old Faith, Original Sin, The Queen of Harlots, Roses, Chaos, Heaven, Night, Empress of India, The Tsar of Hell, Ruler of the Underworld,The Whore of Babylon, Heaven, and Hell, Pope of Discord, The Saint of Sinners, The Beast, Lucifer, The Morning Star, The Anti-Christ, Prophetess of the Old Religion, Priestess of the Greek Gods, Hecates’ Handmaiden, Sovereign over all, Daniel Ambrosius Devereux.

An Injured Crane from Lion Lands

Hello Honor-less-scum,

Okay so I started this post on the ninth while Sydney was living here so if I sound bitchy get over it .So I've been busy, well too busy to let you idiots know anything about my life.

I just got a bit of time to relay to you simpletons what I've been up to. I've also not been in a writing mood and any time I am Matthew calls on Skype, oh you don't know what skype is? Go look it the fuck up!

Okay so a lot has happened since my last real post.

The game day on the 18th of December was good, it's been so long since then that I can't recall all that much. Maybe my Mantis friend could help out in the comments.

I played Rokugan both slots. First slot basically confirmed Doji-sans' opinion of Lion lands and how uncivilized they are. He nearly died, Bloody peasants with weapons! He was pleasantly surprised when the peasants bowed before him. I believe nine peasants died that day, one peasant claimed to be the Daimyo's Wife, the Lion Bushi hanged her.

Later when we returned to the much more civilized Crane lands, Doji-san was quite thankful for the bath and civilized medicine. When we returned we spoke to the Emerald Champion, well at least I think he was the Emerald Champion. He asked each of us for our opinion of what should happen to the village. I believe that the Lion and Crab said that all of the peasants should be murdered and new stock brought in.

I don't remember what the Mantis said but I believe he called for a new lord to be instated. Doji-san was asked last; Everyone knew my own personal answer – Kill them all and burn the village to ash.

So it went something like this -

Champion – So, Eloquent One, What is your answer.

Doji – I am quite honored to for you to ask me of my humble opinion. I believe that all who have apposed us have been thoroughly dealt with and that every peasant shouldn't suffer for the foolish choices of a few men.

Doji-san is tender-hearted and he couldn't let so many many innocent bystanders die, it is so not honorable.

Sadly I don't remember much of second slot. I only remember that Doji-san wasn't well equip for this mod, it was very physical.

Her Imperial and Royal Majesty, By the Grace of God, The Defender of the Old Faith, Original Sin, The Queen of Harlots, Roses, Chaos, Heaven, Night, Empress of India, The Tsar of Hell, Ruler of the Underworld,The Whore of Babylon, Heaven, and Hell, Pope of Discord, The Saint of Sinners, The Beast, Lucifer, The Morning Star, The Anti-Christ, Prophetess of the Old Religion, Priestess of the Greek Gods, Hecates’ Handmaiden, Sovereign over all, Daniel Ambrosius Devereux.

I know, I know.....

Monday, December 27, 2010

Hey Guys,

Like the title says, I know. I know I've been neglecting my blog but I've been busy with family shit and the OH MY FUCKING GODS THE LIGHT IS BACK day. Now I'm too tired to actually write all that much today but I promise I'll post sometime this week about what the hell has been going on.

But like I said I'm really tired so I'm gonna go lie down and read a book.

Night.

-Daniel Ambrosius Devereux

P.S. See I didn't even use the title that time. ;P