Updated message board

I've updated my message board with a ton of wrestling stuff. I'll be adding Buffy stuff and download links this week so check it out.

(My wrestling forum from my message board.) http://p203.ezboard.com/fsarasstufffrm28

Since I have a lot of free time right now I'll be online more.

I'm working on a Buffy short film with my friend Roger( http://www.drakoproductions.com/ )and hopefully that will work out. Details when I get them.

Tia, I'm sorry I haven't written to you in a while but I've been depressed. Slightly better now so...

Agric, I had some questions for you but with recent events, I've forgotten what they were but soon as I remember I'll post them elsewhere.

Edgar and Kubiak, thankx for what you said. ^_^

~Sara<3

Night's quiet came on broken dreams and unfinished promises. It's cold outside. It's cold inside, too, but it's the kind of cold that can't be cured by giggling girls snuggled together under the comforter. No giggles, the girls are sad, and the cold is more of a sound than a feeling.

Or maybe it's more a LACK of sound. The lack of her voice, her footsteps, her laugh that use to make the house feel so warm. I love the dark and use to keep the drapes pulled at all times so no sunlight could get in. I started opening them everyday right before she came home from school because her being here filled the house with sunlight anyways.

The first morning we woke without her here it was to the sound of her alarm clock. We'd forgotten to tun it off and it started blaring at 7am. Going into her room to turn it off and seeing her empty bed was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.

Her parents don't have a phone so there's been no contact with her since Monday. We've decided to drive up there tomorrow and sneak her a cell phone so she can call us everyday. Maybe we'll get lucky and her parents will be sick of her already and want us to take her back.

Doubtful.

I miss her so much.

I can hear a dark beast screaming in the distance. Not sure if it's coming from outside the window or from somewhere in the murky insanity that is my brain.



Tomorrow will be a better day.

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From Alan Moore's "The Killing Joke."; These two lunitics had just escaped from the asylum. They made it all the way up to the roof where they could see that all they had to do to escape was jump to another rooftop about ten feet away.

The first lunitic made the jump. Not easily, but he made it still. The second lunitic yelled over to him, "Hey, it's too far. I'll never make it."

The first one yelled back, "Yes you will. C'mon, it's easy."

But the second luntic refused to make the jump. So the first one had an ideal. He yelled, "Hey, I'll shine my flashlight across from my ledge to yours, that way you can just walk across the beam of light."

"Are you NUTS?" The first one yelled. "That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of! You must think I'm crazy!"

Then...

"You'd turn the light off when I was halfway across."


*****

I feel like I'm an unfunny joke right now.

~Sara<3


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sad sad world

On January 2nd, Ashley's parents showed up at my house to take their daughter home. They didn't call to tell us they were coming, they just showed up. There were lots of tears and Ashley didn't want to go. She even left most of her new stuff we bought her here because she is determined to come back.

The last week has been VERY hard for Lora and me. Both have sunk into a MASSIVE depression and hurt more everyday. Lora's 20th birthday was yesterday and we didn't even celebrate.

Life hurts and sucks and just doesn't seem to make sense unless you force it to.

I'm out~~~~~~~~~

Horror Fun!

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Sara's First Christmas

A Charlie Brown Christmas didn't do it.

It's A Wonderful Life didn't do it.

Reading about it, watching others celebrate and occasionally celebrating with them didn't do it, either.

What did it?

Well, this morning around 5am I crawled into bed next to my sleeping sweety, snuggled up REEEAAALL close, and waited. The intention was to fall asleep for a couple hours then wake with Lora and Ashley to open presents. Those damn presents have been sitting in my living roomm under a tree for a week now (Something unheard of before this year, especially the crazy ideal of having a tree in my living room.)


Sleep didn't come.

By 6am I was going iNsAnEE! So I woke Lora, woke Ashley, then headed down to the tree and...waited. Neither Lora nor Ashley got up! I couldn't believe this crap! What the heck was wrong with them!!! So I went back upstairs and both wanted "one more hour" (Sara says in a whinie crybaby ass voice! )

So over the next hour I ate some cheese and crackers, watched part of a cartoon about Jesus, and basically sat staring at the presents. 7am the alarms went off. Because I set Lora's and Ashley's alarm clocks, put them on the far side of the bedrooms and cranked up the volume!

I darted upstairs and waited for the sleepy heads to get up and turn them off. Ashley was first up so I grabbed her by her hand and drug her downstairs to the couch. I then went after Lora(Who was lying there letting the alarm ring.) and made her get up, too.

Over the next few minutes I finally found the meaning of Christmas and IT WAS THE OPENING OF PRESENTS THAT DID IT!!!


See, now I understand what you Santa worshipers are all about. You're taught from an early age that on CHRISTMAS you get PRESENTS and it makes it the most exciting day of the year. Moreso than birthdays because on Christmas you get to open your presents as soon as you wake up!


The drawback is, from what I've observed, that you eventually grow out of it. The older you get, the less important it is.

Pity.

What I got...

A portable dvd player. (It looks like a laptop and that's what I thought it was at first.)

A collectors set of books about Buffy the Vampire Slayer along with a few other Buffy things from Spencers at the Mall.


A hardback edition of Kingdom Come by Alex Ross and Mark Waid. (It has extra pages that wasn't in the four issue series.)


The Mammoth Book of Unsolved Crimes. (YAY!!!)


A 10x13 framed pic of my daughter (sleepy head) Ashley. (YAY! YAY!)

Two CDs. (Christopher Beck and Robert Duncan. Both instrumental composers from Buffy.)

An outfit that Ashley picked out for me because she wanted me to look more "mom like" when I went to her school. (When I saw it I thought, "frumpy pink is NOT for me.")

Two pair of strappy sandles.

And, the bestest, most wonderful present anyone could evereverEVER get!!! NEW SOCKS!!!

I LOVE GETTING NEW SOCKS!!!!!

Ashley of course made out like a little bandit. Because it's her first year hear and everyone likes the helpful little runt so much, she got Christmas presents from people who had never bought one before in their lives!

Even Elder Malcom came over this afternoon with a gift. (Funny thing; He came into the living room, looked at the tree, and said, "Well, isn't that...(pause)...pretty." with a confused look on his face like he'd never seen one before.)

I cooked Cornish Game Hen, sweet potatos, stuffing and corn for dinner and invited my neighbor Annalara to eat with us. I also invited the rest of the family but they all poopooed the ideal with a "We ain't celebratin' no stinkin' Jesus" attitude.


At least Lora's mom, Ruthanne, showed up and celebrated with us. (Plus my bff Katie is home from college and she hung out with us this evening along with a couple girls from Lora's lesbo brigade.)


So, that was Sara's first Christmas. Hope you guys had as much fun this year as I did. I still prefer our Yule celebration (We use a log instead of a tree.) but Christmas (PRESENTS) ain't so bad!

~Sara<3

Zuzu's Petals

Just watched "It's A Wonderful Life" and cried. Cried mainly because I woke up at 7pm after sleeping all day and the house was empty. No note telling me where Lora and Ashley went or anything.


I saw Lora and my ste-dad talking in the yard yesterday and when I went outside they quickly shut up and pretended they were'nt talking. They know this time of year is bad for me and I think they're plotting against me.


It's quiet and dark and I can hear the things crawling inside the walls. They're waiting for me to lose myself in the Internet so they can come out and start fucking with me.

I wish Lora would hurry home.


Unless she's out planning a way to ave me locked up then FUCK HER AND I HOPE SHE ROTS!!!

That's what Christmas is all about Charlie Brown!




~Aras

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Ann Coulter is a preditor with a hungry asshole!
http://ifuckedanncoulterintheasshard.blogspot.com/



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`Twas The Night Before X-Mas!


T'was the night before X-mas,
And all through the night,
The creatures were scurrying,
To hide from the light.

Black candles were lit
By the alter with care.....
The 'Man In Black Velvet'
Was soon to appear.

The 'good kids' were nestled
All snug in their beds...
The 'bad kids' were plotting
To fill them with dread.

And mamma in her white dress,
And me dressed in black,
Had just settled down,
Awaiting attack.

When out on the road,
Came a noise so perverse....
I threw open the window,
And saw a black hearse.

The moon on the banks
Of the new-fallen snow,
Gave way to the shadows
Of someone's black Crow.

When, what to my frightened
Eyes should appear?....
The 'Man In Black Velvet',
To conjure up fear.

Such a tall scary driver,
He gave a short pause,
I knew in an instant,
That he's SATAN CLAWS!

More rapid than lightening,
His demons they came.
And he growled and he screeched,
As he called them by name....

"Now Dragon! Now Devil!
Now Serpent! Now Succubus!
On Beelzebub! On Wicked One!
On Lucifer, and Incubus!

To the top of the roof,
To the top of the wall......
Now haunt away, haunt away,
Haunt away ALL!"

Like moths to a flame,
The demons did fly...
With cat-like appearance,
They reached for the sky.

So up to the house-top,
They floated and flew......
Up went the demons,
And SATAN CLAWS, too!

And then in a moment,
I heard on the roof....
The scurry and clicking,
Of each cloven hoof.

As I reached for my cross,
Beginning to pray...
Satan Claw's demons,
Had started to play.

He was dressed all in black,
From his head to his foot.
His boots trimmed in Marabou,
The color of soot.

The black sack of gifts,
From his fingerless gloves,
Were wrapped in black paper,
His version of 'love'.

There were switches and pine cones,
And dolls for the house.......
There were spiders and insects,
And even a mouse!

His eyes - they were yellow,
He wore a mean look,
His lips were light brown,
His nose, like a hook.

He had a chained cross,
That hung way down low.....
And his beard and his hair,
Were white as the snow.

His long velvet hat,
With a ball on the end,
Was black, like his suit,
And had a slight bend.

He had a pale face,
His belt was medieval,
His voice was like thunder,
His laughter was evil.

He was thin and quite gaunt,
A demonic old elf......
And I freaked when I saw him,
And voided myself.

With a wink of his eye,
And a twist of his head,
He filled me with terror,
With fear and with dread.

He uttered no words,
But left wicked toys.....
He blew out the candles......
And echoed "Enjoy!".

Releasing his Raven,
Encircling the room,
They vanished in seconds....
In smoke, I presume.

He sprang to his hearse,
To his team gave a nod....
Quickly they came,
To their dark, cackling god.

I heard his voice echo,
As they drove out of sight.....
"Have a wicked good time,
And to all a ghoul-night."