Predikit

Ugh

Sun, 18 Sep 2011 14:58:26 GMT

I'm not even online for a full sixty seconds when I'm slapped with stalkers. Honestly, WHY can't they let it go? OK, so I fully admit that I still love Duo and Kasha, but you don't see me acting on it, do you? I'm staying right where I am, and I'm not going out and IMING them on any of the screen names that I know they have. I'm not emailing them at any of the email addresses I know they have. I'm not PMing them on any of their journals. SO WHY ARE THEIR FRIENDS DOING ALL THIS TO ME? I mean, at this point I'm ready to head to the police station and file criminal charges against Duo and Kasha both, citing the ever-growing list of messages I'm receiving and just tell the cops I think it's them under aliases causing me trouble.

I'm pretty sure that'd get their attention. "You are summoned to appear in a NJ superior court to respond to the Domestic Violence restraining order filed against you." How do you like having criminal records? That'll fuck up your chances of finding or keeping a job (not that they're good at it, anyway, they both have shitty work ethics).

Y'know what? I'm going to go ahead and guess that it's probably because Hiiro has someone new around. Can't take that the boy has anyone other than you, can you? Fucktards. Good luck with that.

~Predikit

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Shirtless Gundam Mechanic FTW.

Fri, 16 Sep 2011 13:07:27 GMT

I miss the days when someone could safely leave a bowl of candy outside for Halloween, and people could be trusted to only take one piece. It doesn't just say something about the children for having no respect and selfishly taking all they can, but for the parents who failed to raise them properly or supervise them to ensure they make the right choices. I suppose I just have to hope my boys are better than that.

On a brighter note! Hii-bitch is acting up this morning. I mean, my ears are bleeding from Wing's speakers being set to max and blasting every song in it's database. He's been up since the ass-crack of dawn doing everything from diagnostic work to waxing ((clue-by-four, bitch, I'm pretty sure Wing does NOT need to be shinier)). Not that I'm complaining, of course, what with all the topless, grease-covered sightseeing I get to do. SOMEBODY'S IN A GOOD MOOD! Gosh, *fake gasp of surprise* I wonder what could be havin' him so damn chipper? *smirks* Dumb-ass. Like I couldn't tell.

And now for something completely different!!! I've been playing WoW with Boli again... HORDE-SIDE!!!!! OMG I'm so happy to be playing Horde again. I re-made Preylee, of course, but I've been putting most of my effort into my tauren.... *snickers* Her name is Mookkake!!! BWAHAHAHAHHAHA! I'm so frickin' awful.

Neighbor's daughter has a birthday party tomorrow, and I can't wait to go! I have to go shopping for her present, still. It's so hard for me to shop for Super Christians, though... like, I never know if they're those kinds that don't allow any mention of witchcraft, magic, and whatnot... that limits my ability to buy her kiddie movies. I know she has princess castle stuff... Maybe I should just get her an age-appropriate game or something...

Time for ramen! Mmmmm, soup.
~Prey

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AHAHAHHAHAHHA!

Thu, 15 Sep 2011 12:52:12 GMT

Ooohhhhh damn. *wipes eyes* Hiiro's got it BAD!
He looks like a bat swooped by and fucked his hair.
He's all fucking grumpy and punching holes in my walls, the bitch.
On the bright side, he's playing ALL my favorite love songs! Normally he's all "Love is stupid, turn that off," but no! Now HE'S the gods-be-damned lost puppy!
MWAHHAHAHAH REVENGE! REVENGE, SLUT! I HAS IT!

~Prey

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Weekend Drama

Mon, 12 Sep 2011 12:11:53 GMT

I had the craziest weekend. It was a ginormous roller coaster!

So all week it had been raining, and as a result, the basement was flooded. I spent most of Friday and part of Saturday vacuuming up inches of water from the neverending shithole that is my basement. Spontaneously, the hubby decides "Hey, let's get back into World of Warcraft, only this time let's go Horde-side."

I'M LIKE "FUX YES LET'S GO ZOMG FOR THE HOOOORDE!" Y'see, prior to my meeting my husband, I was a devoted Hordeling. I had a max undead toon in a high-end raiding guild. I had dibs on the Ulduar bad-ass fragments you gathered to get the legendary weapon. I was that damn good. And I gave it all up to re-roll Alliance-side and play with (who would become) the man I married. Of course, Alliance-side I wound up being in another high-end raiding guild in the top-ten on our server (I wanna say we were top five, but I don't remember where we officially were when we gave up to personal drama); still, it wasn't the same! It wasn't my little Undead Princess of Healing. Nobody matched the emotional attachment I had to Preylee-Main. So the idea that he would want to get back into playing together, Horde-side, where I have the potential to play my original Preylee again? Hells to the yes, bitches! So damn happy!

Meanwhile, Harry is with my parents to go to some stupid fucking biker rally in Wildwood. And they were supposed to drive him home on Sunday. But then I found out the Rockhounds Gem & Mineral show was going on this weekend, and I really wanted to take Harry to see Amber. So I tell my parents I'll drive down and pick Harry up on Sunday, so they didn't have to make the drive, and that I really couldn't wait to take Harry to the rock show. Yeah, they didn't like that. My mom blows up my phone about how it's her weekend with Harry (like she's got some god-damned custody right) and how she had plans to take Harry out all morning to yard sales, flea markets, etc. So I say fine, I'll come get him afterwards. She says they'll be out all morning so not to come until after lunch. I say fine, I'll come in the early afternoon. So I leave the house at lunch, and roll into my parents' driveway at 1:45 or so... and they're not there. They're still out. And when I call to ask where my boy is, the fighting starts. First it's my fault for not calling first before I came to their house to pick up MY SON, despite the fact that I showed up exactly when my mother told me I could be there. I needed to call ahead to get permission to get MY CHILD from them, because they weren't ready to give him up yet as they had gotten a late start on the day. Then, while I'm talking to my son on the phone asking where he is and when he's coming back, I hear my dad TELL MY SON to tell me to stop being such a "fucking bitch." HE TOLD MY SON TO SAY THIS TO ME.

Fuck that. That was beyond enough. I told my mother "Get him here. Now." They roll up, and my dad flips me the finger as he drives past my car. As if I wasn't pissed off enough already. So he walks up to my car, bangs on the window and tries to open the door (my car auto-locks as soon as you start to drive, so I hadn't unlocked it yet). I unlock the doors and he flings it open and yells at me "What the fuck is YOUR problem?" I said, "Give me my son and get off my car." Harry hops in, and my father slams the door on him, scaring the shit out of my baby in the backseat. So I wait for my parents to bring out Harry's overnight bags because I sure as shit am NOT going in their house, and eventually my mother carries them out. And then she starts arguing with me through the window. She says the same thing, in front of my son, "What the hell is your problem?" I turn to her, I say, "You can forget having him at the end of the month. I'm through re-arranging my schedule and giving up my weekends for you." She starts howling like a gods-damned screamer monkey about how it's unfair and why the hell she can't have him to take him to West Virginia. I said, "You and your husband shouldn't have told my seven year old child to call me a fucking bitch." She grabbed onto my window and yelled, "Then maybe you shouldn't be acting like a fucking bitch!" I said, "Get. Off. My. Car. Now." She stormed back, and I drove through the turn-around driveway. As I did, my dad screams, "YOU'D BETTER NOT CALL THIS HOUSE FOR FUCKING NOTHING, YOU HEAR ME?!" And I pull away. Meanwhile, my seven-year-old is in tears and has no idea why we're all fighting, doesn't understand why he can't go back to his grandparents for a trip to West Virginia, and asks what a "fucking bitch" is that it made me so mad.

.... yeah.

So then we got to the rock show, and had an awesome time, and the baby was stolen by teenagers who wanted to oogle him, and Harry got to buy a ton of pretty things that he loves. That really just brightened up the entire day, and made Harry forget all about the drama just a few hours before. It was great. It was so great, in fact, that not ten minutes after I started spazzing in the kitchen about how awesome the rock show was, Harry comes barreling down the stairs screaming about being electrocuted. I rush up to his room to see what he's talking about, and outside the power lines are sparking and sizzling and lighting up the night sky, then they catch fire, and fall to the ground, where they dance JUST like in the movies! IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME!!! OK, it was only awesome because it was far enough away from my house that I didn't have to be petrified. Police, firemen (SEXY ASS FIREMEN IN UNIFORMS, THANK YOU VERY MUCH VOLUNTEERS FOR YOUR HAWTNESS!) and all the neighbors came out to watch as they took care of business.

Then I made Billy dinner, then we played World of Warcraft for a while, then Hii-bitch got to talk to his boy toy (Yeah, punk, that's what I call ya, deals with it!), and then finally I was like "Super tired, ass-monkey. Time for sleeps."

So let's see how this week turns out, shall we?

~Teh Prey

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Fucking Hiiro

Thu, 08 Sep 2011 03:38:39 GMT

Tired, bitch! Tired!
Stop chugging Rockstars!
Bitch, Zombeez comin' up the hill right now! Shoot 'em in the head!
I'm fucking tired of mass-spam refreshing Dreamwidth for updates!
Nobody is conscious except you and your new boy toy!
Rargabibbles, Duo! Slap him and send him to bed!
I am going to be so damn cranky in the morning.
Sad face.
~Teh Preyz.

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Just a friendly warning

Tue, 06 Sep 2011 15:28:32 GMT

Apparently, Kasha/Duo sending their friends to email/IM/PM harass me isn't good enough. No, after over a week of steady harassment, when they didn't get the response out of me they were hoping to get, my exes and their friends have now taken to messaging MY FRIENDS to have them remove me from their lists. Now, while I don't worry about my long-time friends who've been on my list for years and know about everything I've been through with these people (especially Sissy, as she was THERE for a lot of it), but there are some of you who've only known me for a little while. I'm warning you in advance that there's a chance that one or more of these people are going to send you a message, and warn you to remove me from your friends list. I'm sorry if they have already, or if they do in the future. I never wanted any of you to be dragged into this mess.

At a time like this, I'd like to at least try to alleviate the serious shit-storm that are my exes with this:

....CLEARLY I'M SO DAMNED GREAT IN THE SACK THAT PEEPS BE FIGHTIN' OVER ME! ONOES! YOU NO CAN HAS ANY OTHAR FRENDZ BECUZ J00 NEED 2 FUK ME!

Well, I love you too, my darling soulmates. I love you so much I dream of one day keeping you as my harem slaves and making sweet, sweet love to you on a daily basis. With lots of chains and leather and strap-ons and vibrators and lubricant. You know my screen names, all y'gotta do is ask and I'll be happy to sweep you up off your feet and chain you to my wall. You know you want it. Come to daddy, you two.

~Teh Prey

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AHAHAHHA! Happy Days!

Sat, 03 Sep 2011 14:59:12 GMT

So many places to go, so little time. Heading to Amber's to say howdy and introduce her to Not-Vampire-Bill. Then hopefully off to Deva's to see Da Babee Kittehs!!!! Finally, we'll go pick up Harry and bring him home. Tomorrow, we've got a BBQ at the in-laws, which means awesome food and wine. Monday's a holiday, of course, so we'll probably wind up being dragged to the neighbor's for more BBQ. And then.... the most blessed event of all....

TUESDAY SCHOOL STARTS!!!!!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA! HARRY HAS TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL! OMFG, happy squee! *dies of happysauce*

I now know why my mother was so thrilled for the start of each school year. I truly love the commercial with the parents singing "It's the most wonderful time of the year," while their children sulk and look depressed. BACK TO SCHOOL, BITCH! GET YOUR ASS ON THE BUS!

So happy!

~The Prey

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Melatonin is Marvelous!

Fri, 02 Sep 2011 04:43:12 GMT

I'll be taking melatonin before bed again tonight. It doesn't give me any worse nightmares, or stranger dreams, but it keeps me locked in them so I don't constantly wake up and panic and reset my cycle. Plus, sometimes it's the only way I can see his face; that's besides the point.

So I got to spend the day fielding bullshit from stalkers yet again. Seriously, nothing better to do with our life, huh? I can expect no better from them or their friends; that's just the kind of people they are and I need to accept it. I knew exactly who Duo was when I met him, and what he was like, and how it would end eventually; you make your bed, you sleep in it, y'know?

Well, despite my plethora of negative posts lately, there have been so many positives in the mix! I have made several new friends just in the past few weeks. Drew dying really got me kick-started on the social wagon, and there've been so many great new people in my life that it definitely outweighs getting the attention of the dumbasses.

I've started talking to Lu, and apologized for the shit I tried to pull with her years ago (on Roger's orders, ugh, I was such an idiot). Now her posts are what get me laughing through the day (not to mention the ever so pretty pics she uploads, omnomnom). No, Nick, I won't forget to mention what a blessing it is reconnecting with you, you delicious piece of man meat you. I've got Amber, who is helping keep my moral compass on the straight and narrow and not letting me do the "Desi is pissed and wants to lash out despite it always coming back to bite her ass" thing. And with Ambs comes Tessa, which of course makes Hiiro jump up to attention in a heartbeat. Poor boy's so damned protective of her.

And then there's the Duo we've been talking to lately (the new one). ^_^ That's just blossoming into Friendship of Awesomesauce, with a side of Pretty Boy Pasta. Hey, I got permission from the husband to hit on whoever I want so long as they're stuck in a female body, because then he gets to spank it over his wife being crazy-dykish. Don't hate!

I've been trying to get Hiiro more active lately, too. Hell, I've been trying to get him LAID, period. Of course, he's on this "I don't need to have a sex life; I've been trained to ignore everything" kick... yeah, buddy, you don't clean the sheets around here and I don't have the funds to supply your kleenex, so you just shut the shit up and get laid like I tell you.

Anywho, sex life (or lack thereof) aside, being more social is good for him. I had him try to poke Sel today, but I have a feeling Sel didn't recognize his screen name and he'll have to send a PM to get acknowledged. I think this weekend my hubby is going to get his first real face to face with him (knowing it's him). We're going to visit Amber, and Hiiro always pops up to check on his Tessa. It's bad enough he had to sit here bitching in indignation while I struggled not to die laughing as my sis-in-law ranted about how much she hates Japs. It was DEAD funny!

I should be tired, but I'm not. I'm too hopped up on Pepsi Max, rum, and talking to Duo. MUST SLEEP! MUST FORCE TEH SLEEPZ!!!! I'm not going to sleep any time soon. Sad face.

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I'll bring him down, a king with no crown.

Thu, 01 Sep 2011 23:24:49 GMT

I love Google Mail Filters. Auto-send email from people to the trash bins? Awesome! Right where it belongs, like the people who write them.

Mmmmmmmm listening to Judas. Best song evar.
What amazes me is that even AFTER the drama, I'd still probably fuck the hell out of him if given half a heartbeat.

I'll distract myself with spazzing on Nick... OOH! Nono, I'll go bug CAEL! That'll distract me sure enough.

I also got new boy shoes! OMFG OP shoes are now in the Van-style! I'm in serious love. I'm full on boy-mode now. I'mma go ask for trouble. Heeere, Cael-yCael-yCael-y.....

~Prey

"I'm just a holy fool, oh baby it's so cruel, but I'm still in love with Judas, baby."

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Ode de Baka; a Predikit production.

Thu, 01 Sep 2011 14:31:08 GMT

Did you ever just sit back and watch people make fools of themselves? I mean, here I sit and watch as people once again try to infiltrate my life pretending to be friendly when they've been sent by my ex. I've got to say, I was sooooo tempted to play along (like I've done so many times before) and milk this for all the amusement I could, but it just struck me as so amazingly disturbing that it's been eight years and they're still at it. Plus, I kind of have better things to do... like getting laid. It's probably something with which you are not familiar.

The fact that Duo would enlist his friends to do this... When I was a teenager, Hiiro was so desperate to be loved and accepted by Roger that he tried that game (and in doing so, I tagged along)... but we were KIDS. These are fully grown adults (30-something) who are still at it. Have they nothing better to do? No jobs to do, children to raise, partners to love? Is Duo still so hung up on me that he has his friends come try to buddy-buddy me up and get a foot in the door? .... that's got to be it. Duo left his letter to me open-ended, saying the ball was in my court. He must still want to be with me. He must still be in love with me, and want me back.

OH DUO! MY LOVE, MY DARLING, MY DEAREST I KNEW YOU MISSED ME SO! I KNEW YOU STILL LOVED ME! YOU HAVE BUT TO SAY THE WORD AND I WILL WELCOME YOU WITH OPEN ARMS! I WOULD LOVE YOU AND CHERISH YOU UNCONDITIONALLY! I WOULD RAVAGE YOU AND SCREW YOUR BRAINS OUT FROM HERE TO DOOMSDAY! MY WORLD, MY EXISTENCE, YOU MAY COME HOME!!!!!!! COME TO DADDY!

........................*dies laughing*

~Prey

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Dies laughing

Thu, 01 Sep 2011 03:25:33 GMT

Nono, really, I love it!
So you add me to your friends list!
And comment on my community!
Aaaaand you totally forget that you've got three of Duo's journals on our friends list, completely giving away that you're just the latest attempt at trying to screw with me.
I'd say nice try, buuuuuuut it was probably the lamest attempt yet.
As if we hadn't had enough hilarious validation this past month.
Whew, tears in my eyes from laughing so hard.
~Teh Prey

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Stupid Irene

Mon, 29 Aug 2011 15:24:24 GMT

I'm tired. Stupid Irene with your stupid flooding. I wanted to take a nap, but no, I was too sore to sleep and all this damned cramping is making me a total bitch. I still have to finish vacuuming the basement, folding the laundry, putting it away throughout three floors of the house, take care of the baby, pack the car and drive four plus total hours to go fetch Harry.

Deva's cat had another litter of babies, and this time there are five total. Of those five, I spy (wif mah liddul aye!) one orange tabby, two regular tabbies (possibly tortis, the pictures are blurry), one black tabby... AND A GRAY ONE! FYI, my husband has wanted a gray tabby his entire life. Of our five cats, we have one solid gray domestic long-hair, one cream tabby domestic long-hair, and the three little ones are Mally's littermates (One black/white tabby long-hair, one torti long-hair, and one tabby/white short-hair).

Well, as I write this I find out that I can't get Harry because the GSP is shut down on both sides with no available detours North-bound. So I'm stuck here. He's stuck with his father for the week until next Sunday when I would've picked him up normally. He still has two book reports to do, too. Ugh. Oh well.

At least now I can take a nap! Though, I do still have to run out and find someplace open to buy diapers and whatnot.

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So this is a hurricane?

Sun, 28 Aug 2011 11:25:27 GMT

A foot of water in my basement is the extent of Hurricane Irene so far. Is this what I have to celebrate? Is this it? C'MON ZEUS, CAN'T A GIRL/GUY GET A LITTLE BRAGGING RIGHTS HERE? "I survived Hurricane Irene... with a socks and a bucket." So far the only inconvenience, besides bucketing out the basement little by little, is the pilot light is out so my shower will be luke-warm instead of piping hot.

... ;__; And I broke out the glowsticks and everything....

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
~ Teh Prey

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Hurricane Kittehs!

Fri, 26 Aug 2011 18:45:24 GMT

I'm so totally stoked for this hurricane. I'm doing something obscene sounding with my hatches and whatnot. Yes, let's stick with that. I'm so frickin' thrilled! I can't wait for it all to hit! I love storms!!! It's like Thor and Zeus got into a pissing match (those of you who know the major male deity to whom I ascribe will know who I'm backing in THAT squabble).

Also: DEVA'S CAT HAD ANOTHER LITTER! WTF, Debbuh, seriously get Mallyumpkin spayed already. On the bright side, I think she has at least one male in the litter judging by the picture. Orange tabby cats are 80/20 male/female in ratio!!! I wants another boy. My boys are pussies, literally and figuratively. I needs me a serious Tom.

In other news, I woke this morning feeling insanely karmically great. I have a feeling that Kasha is about to get her just desserts. Possibly Duo, too, though I'm still on the fence on whether or not I want to see that happen.

I hate loving my enemies. I'm probably a Grade A Holy Fool for lovin' that Judas (baaabyyyyy). And now let's put on Gaga as we tear apart the house to ride this storm like a cheap whore!

~Prey

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NOT surprised

Wed, 24 Aug 2011 12:45:19 GMT

So I've had one of my cult-ex's screen names on my AIM friends list for a long time. And I had her blocked from my main accounts, but never bothered from the ones she didn't know. Last night I visited a mutual friend of ours, whose teenage daughter said she missed my ex really badly. So, I gave her the AIM screen name and told her that my ex is almost always online. That was at 10 o'clock last night.

This morning, that exact screen name has disconnected for the first time in as long as I've had it added as a friend.... but NOT the OTHER screen name that my ex has (that I didn't divulge last night). So, I now know that in the past ten hours my ex was told that I know her screen name still and know she's online. And it's SO IMPORTANT to her that I not know, that she shut it down.

Nevermind that I've known this WHOLE BLOODY TIME and have said nothing. Nevermind that I've sent absolutely zero messages to her since we stopped speaking back in 2007 or so (I can't keep track, we've been on/off so many times). I know it's been at LEAST three, possibly four, years since I've said a single word to her, but she finds out I COULD contact her and logs out that fast. Wow, just wow. Some people just can't get over shit.

I mean, I didn't think it was that big a deal. I figured the reason I wasn't blocked was because she could have cared less that I knew she was online. I was comfortable with that. But now I look like a total asshole to the poor kid who I told could talk to her on that screen name. She's only fourteen, and I'm not about to go badmouthing my ex to her because our relationship problems shouldn't have any bearing on her feelings. I just felt bad because she really missed my ex and wanted to talk to her. I thought I was doing the right thing. It's not like they're strangers; we've known the kid since she was born for fuck's sake!

I've got a dollar that says the fourteen year old hates me now because she thinks I lied to her. That's how teenager brains work, from what I remember. *sigh* I hate looking like the bad guy.

~Teh Prey

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Bored to death

Mon, 22 Aug 2011 21:56:53 GMT

I'm seriously dying of boredom today. I'm aching to talk to someone. Anyone! Ugh. I'm so tired of laundry. Chat us up or something!

AIM: Predikit for Prey
AkiTakiTenshi for any one of the boys, though right now Gabe's folding.

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PEDOPHILE WARNING

Fri, 19 Aug 2011 21:27:13 GMT

PARENTS BEWARE!

Xbox Live/Facebook/Twitter user XXfamousjokerXX gave his cell number to an eight year old girl this past week and has been having her call and text him behind her parents back. He is NINETEEN YEARS OLD! Please pass this message on so that his predatory behavior can be stopped and our children protected!

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Weekend of Doom

Fri, 19 Aug 2011 12:43:14 GMT

So, my mother's decided to visit this weekend. Not only that, but last night Bill got a hold of our tablet and was like "LJ, oh great, are you back there badmouthing me? And WTF is this Dreamwidth thing?" Fantastic. I'm going to have to start locking my Dreamwidth posts, which takes away from the catharsis of the entire thing.

She wants me to take her to WalMart so that she can buy more yarn. I have tons, but not in the colors she wants and I already have plans for it. Knitting blankets is now my specialty. As was with my WoW toons, "My Stitchin' is Bitchin'!"

Speaking of WoW....

WoW vs. Rift

I miss WoW. I miss my multiple max-level toons. I miss achievements and crafting and farming bad-ass mats. I do NOT miss aggressive raiding, but I do miss the prestige of being in one of the most advanced guilds on our server with regards to raiding content.

That being said, I still like Rift better right now. It has the appeal of something new; not something that I've been playing for six years and just keep adding to it out of loyalty and bull-headedness. I only have one max toon on Rift, and I've only mastered one "spec" of one "class." Bard ftw, bitches! There are so many achievements I still have to chase, and professions to max, and I have never even gone through a real dungeon, just through a lower-level one while I was at almost-max-level, with Max-level-hubby helping so I could do a story quest.

Ugh, Mom's bitching that I need to get off the computer and take her out now.
Will post more later.
~ Teh Prey

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