Well, here it is a new year.....and damn am I glad!

Well, I wrapped up 2002 with an ass kicking. Jay and I got into a fight a few days ago. She walked away from me when I was talking to her, it hurt my feelings, so I called her an asshole. Thats how it started. I was in the bath at the time. I stopped my violence with her a long time ago. It has been quite some time since I last went at her. I keep my hands to myself now....instead I use words. So it started with me being hit while I was in the bath, and her screaming and freaking, and ended with me face down on the bed, and her beating on me, and kicking me. I stayed put and cried. Everytime she hurt me physically, I hurt her with words. It got to be so bad...that I couldn't move, and she called her mom in the UK because she was preparing to kill me. She was going to stab me. She sat ontop of me, and whispered in my ear that I was going to die. I just laid there and waited for it....then she called her mom. It was a massively rough night. Only now am I feeling half healthy. I'm pretty fucking bruised up. But, better me than her.

So thats how 2002 ended.......then the morning of the 31st hit.

It was odd.

We woke up, and there was no hostility. No emotional pain. No depression. No nothing. We have been joking around, and having fun since. Now I don't know if it was the end of one of the shittiest years to date that caused it, or if we got everything out into the open that night. Either way......we are back to how we were a year ago. Basically...we are best friends again. It's kinda nice for a change. No more stress.

So, for awhile there I was worried about the almighty horned one......as he had disappeared from everyone, but I have heard from him a couple of times, and he has managed to ease my mind. I hate it when friends are in a hard spot, and run. Glad to see he is still alive and kicking. I would hate to have to travel stateside just to kick his ass!!!!

So the kids are doing pretty good lately. I heard last night that their house is getting pretty big now. They keep building new rooms. The lucky little shits have a bloody arcade in there now. Sometimes I really do wish I could go into Jays head for a day. It would be fun to look around.

There's a jail now. All the older troublemakers have been put in it. Last I heard Toots, and J.C. keep getting into fights over me, and they have all started giving eachother prison tattoos. Figure that out. When I heard about the tatts, I laughed. I could just see one tattooing "moron" on someones head while they are asleep. Those bunch are the type to do it too.

So at 2am GMT last night, we called up Jays mom to wish her a happy new year. She was glad to hear from us. I was blowing on Jays belly, and tickling her while she was on with her mom....it was funny as hell. Then we watched a bunch of comedy programs on t.v. and brought in the new year with Jay sitting in my lap. I fucking love that! After talking to my mom and son at like 12:01......my mom is a quick dial........I called out Jays kids, and we had a group hug. I found out shortly before 3am that Romeo missed out on the group hug......he was in the loo, and missed the new year. So I wished him a Happy Ner Year, and hugged him, petted him, and put him to sleep. The poor guy missed it. That breaks my heart. So, I did what I could to fix it, and I hope it was ok.

I took down my tree today, and stripped all the lights, and cards, and xmassy shit. The place yet again looks like halloween is coming. It always does with my witch collection. I still need to get the crashed witch that looks like it went splat on a tree. I have the one that is a skirt and legs, like it hit the ground. It is on the wall in the living room. Satan tells people that "one of mommys friends crashed". He loves my witch collection.

I came to the conclusion that I need another black bookshelf....possibly 2 of the damn things. I have 3, and they are over filled with books and shit. I need one for the books that don't fit.....perhaps I could re-arrange and have one set of shelves for my holistic books? I dunno....I have to decide. But I atleast need somewhere to put all my herbs. I have 32 Jars of them, and nowhere to put them. It's driving me up the wall. I'm gonna have to come up with something or other. I am a bloody pack rat, and have no room for all my stuff. Jay makes fun of me for it. She's almost as bad.....you should see what she did to my storage room! I had to get her to move her nazi flag a while back. I was unnerved that Kristian could see it clear as day from his bedroom. Now it is hidden, and all he sees is the Union Jack. Thank Goddess! I don't want to have to explain WW2 to him yet. I'll leave that for his teens. Where as Jay was raised in a highly racist country, I just got into the study of all aspects of WW2 because of war stories my grandfather used to tell. He was in the Navy. I read up on the Allied forces.....then started in on the Nazi's. That was fucked up shit man! I even tracked down the original camera footage from Auchwitz. It was filmed when the Allies went in for the first time. That was messed up. Interesting as hell though. WW2 was my passion before I went hardcore into the Monarchy of England. Now I am gaining an obsession for a new author.....Irvine Welsh! I got "Glue" and "Porno" for xmas from Jay. Incase you don't know.....he is the author of Trainspotting......infact Porno is based on those same characters...only years later. It mainly centers around Sick Boy. But thats my latest thing. I'm reading Glue now, but it's gonna take me forever....or atleast until I get used to it. It is written in a scottish accent. So I am translating as I read. Atleast I understand it all....it's just getting used to the translating slows me down. I'll get faster as I go along. I'm just lucky I like with a Brit.....the slang is nothing to understand. My mom is gonna borrow them off of me...that'll be funny. Lets see her figure it out. he he

Well, Jay had a good xmas. Hers was almost all Brandon Teena. I got her the book "All She Wanted", the movie "Boys Don't Cry", and the soundtrack for the movie. Fuck me but does Brandons life almost mirror Jays. It was creepy at first. Now Jay has slowed down on her obsession with it all. I just have to get her the documentary on VHS, and track down copies of certain talk shows that were based on the story. I will though. It's only a matter of time. What Jay wants, Jay gets. And what she doesn't think I can find...she gets too! he he

Well, I'm gonna stop this here.....Jay and I have been doing Crash 3 all day, and I want to get back to it. It's good to have a healthy video game addiction sometimes.

Laterz......and HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!

IVY

Quiet-Bitch!

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