Blog#29-Chocolate Coffee Banana Milkshake Recipe-

I made a milkshake today o_O What are all those boys doing around my house?? :P So today, I haz a delish recipe, (lol I say in my head REE-SIPE in order to spell it right) and here tis!

Half a banana
Chocolate frozen yogurt or ice cream
Milk
Instant coffee

You will need a 70's mixer that is precisely baby turquoise. Nah!! But I used one, and it goes so well! Like witht the thingy there, that mixes the middle, it's like... a small plastic blade... anyways! Smash the half nanner with a spork if you don't have a fork. Try mixing the iced dairy product of your choice with the milk first, and then add the nanners, and then when it's all blending to thoust desire, sprinkle in the coffee. Yayz! Yous made a milkshake and boys will come to your yard and for some reason people will want your recipe, but they'll never make it right because they didn't pay you or something like that!!

Have an awesome day/night/evening/morning/afternoon/(is that day? when is day? O_O I'm scared!)

Character of the... Day?
Archduchess-to-be Lydia Bellam

Appearances: TOAB (The Archduke of Bellam)
Bio: Lydia is a desperate case with lots and lots of money. Her beloved brother had disappeared and is now declared dead and she beats her maids senselessly to try to ease her pain. After the last maid flees, she is ready to buy herself a new one and goes to the auction. Lovely Minneapolis, a human, is for sale at a high price (lol RE4). She buys her, but considers her humanity and does not beat her, but still rages most evenings. Lydia is a pretty girl, blonde, a bit like Lilith from the comic TEAHOUSE, check it out if you like Yaoi! It's hot! http://teahousecomic.com/

Peace out! xox

Vegan and Healthy Recipes
A bit longer to make :P Guacamole Spread
Banana Bread
Pesto Recipe
Bok Choi Recipe
 Living Wannabe Vegan
Vegan Options and Problems

Blog #28-Been a while!-

Wow, I'm back! Yeah it's been a while, and I've been writing like a machine, as well as correcting and trying my best to shove in 3 hours a day of editing! I love Sainte-Anne-de-Bellevue; I wish I could live here with Judy until the end of time, but my life leads me many places. Oh, it's going to be difficult to leave. I love it here, like so much!! Listening to Chromeo's Fancy Footwork, love it! :) So yeah, been playing Sims 3, it's pretty bitching, but also annoying and hard to deal with. I don't have much to say but that, HOLY AWESOMENESS AT THE AELAQ MEETING! Publishing is quite the business but I wish I could go to all the meetings. I might just go again to the next one. I wish I didn't have the formation so soon, but next weekend, I'll be Quiche!! I'm excited about my group! I want them to have fun and I want to be awesome to them! :)

Character of the Day:
Priscilla Walters aka Pillow

Appearances: Ronolov-Trevor Book (still has no name, lol) Santa Forgives, Shambles.
Bio: Pillow lives with a poor, abusive family to strove early to find affection in boys her age and, ended up with the older boys who were already in sexual activities. Pillow wants a baby early in her human life, but she unfortunately had horrible relationships with men and was beaten and left to die on the side of the road. Chief happened to be in the area and saved her quickly, making her a Werewolf. She denied being his Pup and lived as a human, even though she was really a Werewolf. Pillow's repressed anger made her into a hot-headed machine and she ended up murdering a family in cold blood because they were being annoying. Pillow got 35 years in penitentiary, aka St. Matt's where she met Kara and became a part of her pack. Pillow is beautiful, blonde with deep green eyes and she likes to wear mascara.

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Blog #27-Nightmare-

I had a freaky nightmare tonight and I wrote a short story to go with it. Man, it was weird and scary!!

The Oracle
By: Chloe Flanagan

It was called the Oracle. I remember my father and I standing at the door. We had to know what was inside the house, so that we could get into their backyard and check out what was happening to the well. All we could hear were screams of horror echoing. Were they shouts for help, or shrieks we should have simply turned away from in shame? We had turned away long enough. Our water was being poisoned and we knew it was because of them. They had settled here a few years ago, had been a reclusive bunch; we had never wanted to be a apart, and they had never shown their faces.

I stood with my father, and we didn’t even open the door, there was a sliding mechanism to have the door open. I couldn’t look. I slid the mechanism, and I heard it. I can barely describe what it did to my body and I didn’t know if it did the same to my father, but all I knew was that my ears buzzed so loudly, so powerfully, that by body shook tremors I had never thought possible. And I was in panic. It was fear to an extreme that blinded me and made me see nothing but black, that prevented me from going any further, from doing anything. My heart raced and stopped, and I wobbled trying to see where my father was.

My eyes focused, but not enough and I saw my father running and shouting something like ‘We’re never coming back here!’ but that wasn’t the most strange. It looked like there was a small pumpkin running after my father. Because of the fuzz around my vision, he looked like a man made of lego, or a very small infant in a pumpkin suit. He was running very quickly, and I could not understand if it was it that emanated this ghastly sound, or if he only aided in the security of the house. Maybe it was the Oracle, but I the more I grasped reality, the more I knew it was the sound.

I could barely think; I was so overwhelmed, but I worried for my father. If I couldn’t use my sense of hearing, and that’s what governed my completely, I had to use another sense, to regain my balance. I was falling over, and tumbling, trying to keep myself balanced. Never had I touched the ground, but the sensations of going around and around were making me sick atop being horrified out of my mind. I blinked. Once twice, three times. My balance regained, and my eyes focused themselves. I blinked one last time, forcefully, and I saw the moor, and the bloody sky, and my father running like a madman as the pumpkin demon, that looked awful, followed him. I couldn’t understand now, why he was so afraid. I ran over to him, and shouted: “Dad! Blink a few times!”

But it hadn’t been his hearing that had been impaired. He had seen the pumpkin thing, whilst I had closed my eyes. He wasn’t wobbling around, he was probably just scared. He shouted through, yelled into the crimson sky, the horrors of this house, of the well. I ran over to him, my body feeling as if it was made of stone. I touched his arm and told him: “Dad! It’s okay! I’m here!”

He stopped, and looked at me, and I turned around. The demon pumpkin was gone. My father’s heart probably raced because his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down and his eyes watered, as his chest moved up and down. He gazed at me and then touched my cheek. “We’re never coming back.”

“But the water, the well!”

“I know, but... this is... disgusting.”

“Father...”

“Who knows what could be in that house, and down that well!”

“It’s poisoning our water and you know it! We can’t water the vegetables, we can’t drink it and we can’t give it to the cattle to drink. You know there is no one in there.”

“Something’s there, and I want to part of it.” My father started walked away, toward the town. But at the last minute, as I drudgingly followed, he turned and went down the small hill that led to their backyard. There was a large heap of dirt that we couldn’t climb else we would sink into it. But if we stood back, we could see the yard, a barren yellow-grass dell with a large well in the middle. Coming out of the well, I squinted to see, was a long burgundy tube that slithered into the dirt pile. My stomach lurched.

We walked away from that house, and disconnected our well at home the underground waterways or whatever connected our to theirs. Right now I am in bed with a very bad stomach ache that started when we realized we’d been drinking contaminated water. I press on my belly and feel something hard within me. I press, but I am afraid of killing it. It’s a part of me now.

Ahhhhhh!!!!! I added that part in for Gothic effect. Hee hee, but seriously, I shat my pants when I woke up -_-

Character of the Day:
Ludovic Montague

Appearances: Silver Ribbon
Bio: Ludo is not part of Romeo's family. :P He's a young man in Cynthia's garrison, who seems timid and rather incompetant, but was severely trained to be sly and sneaky, with perfect assasination skills. Montague is lithe and small, though very kind, using his skills for the good of Matteo and Cynthia. Ludovic is also somewhat trained in medicine and pushes his intruction of this subject to become the mansion's Resident doctor, with the babes on the way. He is close to Belana and Lucien, but also to Rico and Matteo more than Cynthia. Montague earns great respect from Matteo for his support through harsh situations.

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Blog #26-Homosocial Relationships-

A la David and Jonathan, but with girls, I pesonally feel it difficult to be in a steady friendship with another woman. Personally I find women annoying and boring, execpt for a few whom I totally and utterly love. Those woman, though, I cannot help but feel sligthly attracted to them as well. Maybe not in a homosexual way, but a homosocial way, where it is okay to be a bit physical (give hugs) and to get close (cuddle on a couch) or sleep on them (or on their boobs ;P) Basicallish, I think the only way to be with a girl in a friendly way, is to really be close to them, or else it won't ever work. I must adapt my books to this concept. *mad scientist finger tapping thing* I love all my gals!! You know who you are :3 If you read my blog... hey I love you guyses too! Sigh... sometimes I think I might be a dude -_0. creepy face!!!

Character of the Day:
Candice Lalune

Apperances: La Lune
Bio: Candice lives in a castle with Pierrot and Sileny. She spends her morning and afternoons on the unparallel bars, working her body into lithe femeninity. In the evening, Candice enjoys a large glass of brandy and playing a bit of piano or cello. She and Pierrot discuss philosophy and politics, while she discusses worldly phenomena and science with Sileny. Candice is the only one who seems worried about the thing outside the castle that seems to want to break in. Each morning, she goes up on the buttresses to watch the trees around the castle shake and toss as the thing draws nearer. Candice wears her acrobat's leotard, and a tight-fitted dress in the evening, of black and white lozenges. Her hair is very platinum blonde, and she wears blood-red lipstick.

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