A Setite's Journal of Boredom
This is how bored I get since I totalled my car and can't go anywhere. I'm doing a bit of a journal online and hope you find it at least somewhat humorous. Besides it's kinda like therapy for me.
april 21st, 12:30am
i'm bored...bored bored bored. first things first, i'm typing like i normally type so you wont see many capitalizations, sorry it's just the way i think i guess. if ya dont like it, go play in the sun for awhile. so i have this really really annoying song in my head right now, and i cant even figure out what it is. all i know is that it's pissing me off. i really need to take over the world soon. just wait... i'm gonna mess this place up REAL GOOD. i'm gonna make it so it'll cost you $300 to rent a video. i'm gonna make it so you gotta pay extra for tires on that new car of yours. i'm gonna make it so toreadors cant be considered a clan. maybe i'll call 'em brujahs who cant fight. or caitiffs with bad taste. well i dunno about you, but i'm actually enjoying this. sure it's prolly boring the piss outta you, but hey, this is my page, and if ya want a web page with real content, go to realdoll.com. hmm...i seem to be having a bit of a mean streak tonite. i have a bit of a nasty streak all the time i guess... must be because i'm evil. ya know, i was told last weekend that if i dont change my evil ways, then my friends were gonna be put in danger by that whole karma thing. i'm wondering if she was a child of osiris who was too scared to attack. on that note i could have her taken care of, but my tremere friend hasnt been laid since the equator had the same climate as the polar caps, so i'll let him enjoy himself for the time being. note to reader: i may just go off on a tangent or begin typing down a random thought, so i figured i'd just warn you now. where was i? oh yeah, the wallabies... so they'll just jump out of the bushes, ya know? then they kick ya in the back of the neck, gouge you in the eye once or twice and take off with yer wallet! can you believe this!? it's all a conspiracy i tell ya. my malkavian friend, chancey brought all that to light... they're part of a secret organization headed by the gorillas... and their kangaroo partners. he also told me about a devious plan to take over the world... ZEBRA MUSSELS!! but that's all the time i have for now, so keep reading and maybe i'll explain how it works.
April 29, 7:02pm
NEVER RUB ANOTHER MAN'S RHUBARB!! that will be all.
July 13, 11:49pm
Well here i am, once again. my my, it's been a long time since i've really done anything to this place (sorry rachel). i just recently took a trip to my future hunting grounds and visited with a couple bluebloods... oh how i missed those gullible ones. kidding, i love ventrues... they're delicious. so anyway you may be wondering why i'm deciding to even do anything more to this craphole of a website? BECAUSE I'M BORED, that's why!! and there's nothing you can do about it, really, now is there? this place also seems to be where i end up going when i have something on my mind of importance. well not this time! i know, it seems as though the first bit of a rant i had made no sense, but to my malkavian friend it makes perfect sense. in fact, he inspired some of that fountain of gibberish. ya know, on second thought i guess i do have something on my mind... that would be of course gratuitous sex and nudity. for once this is no ordinary mission i'm deciding to take on. this is a big one. that's as far as i'm going on that, because nobody wants to hear that kinda crap, and i refuse to let myself get all sappy and destroy my image of all powerful evil. although when i think about that now, i dont have to destroy it... i leave things like that to strange old ladies in easton who ask me if i can help them change a lightbulb because i "look like a nice boy". NICE BOY!? i now ask you how a 21 year old goth can look like a nice boy. HOW? i'm walking up the sidewalk in my usual attire of all black clothes, spiked bracelet, sunglasses on a cloudy day, and a cigarette hanging out of my mouth, not to mention the other goth trailing a short distance behind. i'll give her this much, she's brave. by the way, i did change the lightbulb, and left her alive and well... i may be evil, but i'm no monster... (that's my story and i'm sticking to it, dammit... keep your silly comments to yourself mr. and ms. ventrue) i think sleep deprivation is getting to me. i came on here to write a bit of a stupid story and here i am doing a recap on past events. screw it, it's my page anyway. besides, i think i forgot my story for now... it had something to do with rednecks in the woods and somebody almost getting knocked unconscious by a piece of bread. true story actually... only there were no rednecks.
August 17, 1999
here we are again people... not so bored as last time, but still there's that lingering bit still clinging to the back of my brain. mostly, however, i feel great. i was just out with my malkavian friend again, drinking coffee for several hours, and contemplating what we are going to do to increase our grip on the eastern united states. really all i did was listen to a kook's rants and smile and nod, but i'd have to say i really enjoyed myself. nothing like spending time with a childe and scheming for awhile. "childe" you ask? "that cant be" you say? sure it can.. he adopted me as his surrogate sire and mentor. all i can say is that i'm flattered, really. besides, he is the inventor of malkavian cracker theatre, which happens to be THE best malkavian product i have witnessed thus far. that includes the malkavian olympics, so no comments from the peanut gallery... buncha goons. ohhhh it wont be long until i finally get down to easton... my new hunting grounds and playpen. i look forward to it even more after tonight's outing.. it made me feel so invigorated that i've decided to look for another candidate for a childe. my little malkavian has been looking to do the same for quite some time, although he cant find anyone suitably deranged or suitably pure enough to give the gift of madness. personally i cant wait to see this... anyone he embraces will certainly have a great deal of talent when it comes to entertainment, although i'm afraid none will compare with chancey. he has an amazing way with words... some sounds like random gibberish, and the next minute he's talking of conquest and destruction with the wording of edgar allen poe and the emotion of trent reznor. i love it, really. well... i think i've used my time on the soap box for now, so i shall say goodnight for now.
october 26, 1999, 12:36am
once again, here i am. yeah, i'm bored, but i'm also excited. it wont be long until halloween comes around, and you know what that means? lots of booze and partying to be done! i'm currently wondering if a certain female friend of mine is coming up from school for a visit. i really dont know what to make of this at all. we both have certain feelings for one another, but she's also currently spoken for. i'm not sure whether this could be called a date or what. i cant really push things, it's a very delicate matter for her and she means the world to me. oh, listen to the setite spouting all this out... have no fear, i'm still the evil schemer i always was. now watch her read this and get totally freaked out. actually, i'm not sure if she'll even make it up this weekend. the last few times we were to hang out (as friends you dirty minded bastards) she kinda changed the plans. i can understand where she's coming from tho, or maybe it's just that i'm too damn forgiving. hell i dunno, but we'll have to see. on to the other things! the other day some guy sent me a URL on icq. i didnt know this guy, so i asked who he was. apparently he's some skinhead trying to spread his propaganda over the net. needless to say, i discontinued messages then and there (i may be white, but there's no room in this world for prejudice), but i did check his info, and found something that i had to laugh at several hours later. he really likes ska music. now i love ska music, but this guy? if he really knew anything, he'd know that ska comes from reggae influenced punk. where's reggae come from?? i wonder! so if it werent for those "damn niggers" he'd never have that precious music he so loves. bigotry is a silly thing, indeed. blinded by an undeserved hatred of someone for the way they look, act, or who they worship. hey, whatever floats your boat, but when i rule the world, i'll think up somethin nice and nasty for all of ya. there... now that sounds like me :) well since getting here, you may have noticed some changes... i hope ya like 'em, and hopefully i'll be adding more content here and there in the near future. that's not quite top priority right now, tho. with a bit of luck, i'll be back in school for spring semester. yeah, i'm finally getting off my ass and doing something again. it wont be downstate like i wanted, at least not yet, but that wont be too far off either. well... looks like i've run out of things to say, so until next time just remember... let the ventrue take the bullet :)
november 28th, 6:14pm
(warning: contains yucky sappy drivelly thoughts)
here i am again! it's just after thanksgiving, and i gotta ask myself, "am i really thankful for anything?" well besides the obvious good family and friends, i'm not sure. guess my spirits are down lately. i'd have to say it's because of my current situation with the aforementioned femme. it's not that i dont enjoy the chase, sure that's fun, but it gets tedious after awhile. it just seems like there's nothing happening sometimes. hell i dunno... at least i can be thankful that she came up for her break. i'm always glad to see her, but enuf of this stuff, i wont try to kill you the reader with this so i guess i'll sign off for now. today's words of wisdom: "eagles may soar high, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines."
january 9th, 2:04pm (year 2000)
happy new year. i hate new year's. 'nuff said. your words of wisdom:
"no reward is worth this!" --Han Solo
february 1st, 7:38pm
so i just got off the phone with my adopted childe, the malkavian... apparently he wants me to stay out past my bedtime and be late to work because he has such an important announcement to make. either he's getting married, he thinks he's pregnant or has something really sick thought up. set help us all. today's words of wisdom go with my situation... "be prepared"
june 5th, 4:44pm
my my, it's been a long time since i've written!! so much has happened since february i dont know where to start. i'll see how far back i can remember... well it all started when jen didnt get rid of the boyfriend. a demoralized, upset, and heartbroken setite decided to end the chase and agreed to the "lets just be friends" thing. unfortunately that's not working very well either. call me childish, but i'm still more than a little bitter over the whole thing. what the hell? a guy turns aside all other girls in pursuit of one for who knows how long... she doesnt realize that she is in fact leading him on. he refuses to believe it, but that's what all his friends think. anyway, i was really pissed off by this, and she's still wanting me to hang out with her. i dunno, only time will tell. on the other hand, my love life has taken a very strange turn. i've broken one of my no-no's... the old internet romance thing. (hiya lickster!!) she's sooo sweeeet. ewwww listen to me gettin all ....toreador-like!! we'll be meeting later this month... so if you dont hear from me sometime in july assume she's some crazy axe murderer and i'm dead... just kidding, she kicks ass!! anyway i gotta take off... cyas later all and remember: hot lava kills
October 18th,
wow.. it's been too long since i've even looked at this damn thing. i probably would have deleted it altogether cuz it's goofy, but the lovely girl mentioned above set me to writing. we've been together for almost 4 months now (which is very impressive considering my track record) and i love her with all my heart. unfortunately i seem to have trouble getting that across to her and probably have some growing up to do as well. i guess i'm one of those types that needs time being alone, and as she may understand that, she doesnt like it. i also feel bad because she thinks that she's last on my list. i truly wish i could do better on this... she does mean so much to me, but i cant kill off what's left of my personal life. anyway, i've been mulling over all this stuff for the past 24 hours or so cuz she and i had a bit of a tangle yesterday involving the above issues. hell, i dont even know what to think anymore, i'm actually kinda depressed which is nothing like me. i can be pissed off and still be generally happy, but the thought of losing her really upsets me. i'll admit i was questioning my ability to stick with things awhile ago, but a day after i realized how much i really missed her. bleh... this isnt helping at all. fuck it.
Mal
October 19th
*eats the depressed mal* take that, fucker! my god that little post is a downer. anyway, it was several hours after i wrote that, that i checked my email and got a message from twyla (that's her). in the past couple days things were said, people were hurt, even if it was just a little, but what she said then made me feel a whole hell of a lot better. (i'm trying to keep this as macho as possible for those of you who cant stand reading that stuff... actually what the hell are you doing reading my journal? get the fuck outta here!) i'm sure the only person who's reading this thing anyway is my lickster... maman probably will in a month or so on one of her visits when she gets really bored. was this all i wanted to say? hell i dunno, i think i'll go have a beer. till next time... hmm what's a good line?.... ahhh ok here's one:
"VENI! VENI! VENI!"
--caesar (x-rated version)
