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You know there's something a little wrong with me when I start covering parts of my window to obstruct a moth's view just to see it flutter around and hit the window even more. And I'm laughing.
I did that a couple of nights ago when the damn thing kept hitting my window trying to get to the light. I was trying to read, but decided to make the moth's life a little hell for a small amount of time. I was giggling like a little child.
Last night I had a dream that I got up in the morning to find my mother had invited over several of my friends for breakfast. There was more than just the Posse girls, like Kamille, or Harmony, and I think a few guys... And Harmony had brought her two little sisters, although the funny thing was that it wasn't Mariel (her only sister) but some young girl and a baby. I ended up walking around with the baby who was so adorable and snuggling with me because I wanted to show off my house to those people who haven't seen it. Weird thing was, I came outside, and where the poor excuse for a lawn should be, and it was a large tarmac parking lot. There were convenience stores and everything. Definitely weird.
Actually, I've been thinking I'd like to get a group of friends to come with me to this local diner for a birthday feast. Then maybe we'd come back to my place, watch some movies, play some games... hang out. Somewhere in there I'd be opening presents, of course. *shrugs* I don't know what I want from people. A new bodice to start my wench wardrobe would be good. Teehee.
I've been playing around with my pictures again, and got some pretty variations...

I once read a book by Anne Rice called The Witching Hour, and it told of this family of witches, the Mayfairs. Celien and I could tell you all about it (in one word: twisted. Feel free to add as many 'very's in front of that as you want.). Anyway, one of the first Mayfairs, Deborah, had her portrait painted by Rembrandt. It was mostly black, except for her face and the Mayfair emerald, and this picture kind of reminds me of that.