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Art Auction #1
Please make bids! All start at $10!

Kallen - Current bid:
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Saturn - !!!!!SOLD!!!!! $15
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Moon - Current bid:
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Place your bids and I'll try to figure out when the bidding will end.

There will NOT be a table with my stuff on it this year at K-con. Sorry for assuming that the stupid broad who is supposed to be in charge of relations is HORRIBLY unreliable and has allowed the treasurer to cash peoples' checks without confirming their tables.

I've tried several ways to get ahold of her for a month and I fucking GIVE UP. It's quite clear that the rest of the staff also doesn't care that she is irresponsible and not doing her job.

It will probably be blamed on me and my "attitude," though since I'm the only ex-staffer who can admit that there are huge flaws with the con and the way that it's run and that last year was really a quite bad con.

Thanks for all your support this week! Everything is cool now

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I'm going to be auctioning some art cards for spare cash pretty soon. I already have drawn Kallen from Code Geass in her bunny outfit and Eternal Sailor Moon.

If there are any characters you'd like to see let me know because I'll be auctioning them HERE once they're finished!

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ML

SOOOOO . . . any of you who don't know me real well . . . . my grandma has been my "dad" figure for 20 of my 24 years of life.

She's had strokes in the past, but she's a stubborn old broad.

Tonight I was going to bed, so I went to get a drink of water from the fridge. I noticed her light was still on, so I peeked in to make sure she wasn't sleeping with the light on, or still working on bills and stuff.

She was lying on the floor, naked, on top of her robe.

I ran to her side and shook her and asked her waht was wrong. She muttered at me "I just want to go to bed." So I tried to help her, but her legs wouldn't move and she kept hitting her head on her dresser.

I went and got my mom and the TWO of us barely got her into bed, and she IS NOT a heavy lady. She was dead weight!

I called an ambulance and she got all pissed off. They took her to the hospital and she REFUSES to see us.

Why the FUCK is she punishing us for caring about whether she lives or dies?!?!?!?!

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SO, this gets better. My grandma has been such a bitch lately.

I haven't been online because I've been avoiding being home as much as humanly possible.

My fiance has been living with me and she and my mom said that it was okay since we are saving money to move out. They said they would let him pay $100 or so a month so he felt comfortable getting food out or whatever.

Instead of that we were buying our own food. THEN she started bitching about how we have no freezer space, cabinet space, you name it space.

When my mom went to Texas to get my sister shit REALLY hit the fan. She ignored me almost the ENTIRE week. My older sister invited me to a picnic with grandma and her kids.

I was like, that's cool! Myke and I will be there. That morning Deanna says on the phone "I hope Myke's not coming. I'm trying to get grandma away from him, he's stressing her out."

My reply? "Yeah, it's really fucking stressful that he hides in my room all day because he's uncomfortable here and grandma ignores him all the time."

It's MEGA uncool to say something like that about the person who means the most to me.

That night, Deanna calls AGAIN and says "Who all's there?"

I'm like, "Myke, Deuce and me, but we're going to Deuce's house."

"There aren't going to be any parties are there?"

"Why the fuck is that any of your business?"

So she asks to talk to grandma. I'm like, what the hell ever. Deanna is notorious for stirring up trouble that isn't there.

When she is off the phone I ask grandma if there is a problem and if there is, why doesn't she just say it to my face? (She's been so goddamn passive aggressive.)

She says to me, get THIS, "He needs to find another place to roost."

"Excuse me?"

"It's been over 30 days and he hasn't paid the $100."

I'm shocked out of my fucking MIND.

So for basically NO reason WHATSOEVER, she drove him out of the house. He is living with his parents about 20 minutes away from here and where he got a job.

THEN she wonders why I don't want to fucking talk to her!

NOW, because of this bullshit drunk ass night in the hospital and whatever garbage she said to the doctors, my mom got served because they think we're abusing her.

If I could rip out my own throat right now, I'd do it.

I'm so depressed every fucking day. I really, honestly hate every single minute I spend in the same house as her. I feel all this anger and hatred and there's nowhere for it to go!!!

Save for it's NOT CONTRARY! I'm engaged, yay! *grins like an idiot*