There Seems To Be A Problem

FIFTY SEVEN

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 04:07:21 GMT

MY HOME HAS BEEN TAKEN OVER BY SO MANY PEOPLE I HAVE FORGOTTEN ABOUT THIS LJ. IT'S A CONSPIRACY AND I FELT FOR IT DAMMIT.

Never again, world. Never again.

FIFTY SIX

Sat, 17 May 2008 15:47:11 GMT

JELLO AND I ARE WATCHIGN ANASTASIA. She's weird.

'Shut up I'm waiting for a sign.'

ALSO THE DOG IS ADORABLE.

My icon: there's some disney spirit for you.

I'm in a weird mood. SHHH.

FIFTYFIVE

Sat, 10 May 2008 22:48:36 GMT

Do ameobas have souls?

FIFTY FOUR

Sat, 10 May 2008 17:21:51 GMT

I come to livejournal in the midsts of a busy day. There is a crisis at my work place that required me to go there last night after I had already gone out dancing with my friend Adopted Brother. He is... well he is a silly boy who hits on everything that moves.

I also bought Jello a sign... It is a neon custom made GIRLS sign usually used for, err, whore houses. I got strange looks. But Jello's birthday is on monday, and I thought she might need one.

So anyway, my workplace was all: AAA CRISIS SCOTTIE WE SUMMON THEE and I had no choice in the matter. It was... exhausting to be perfectly honest so excuse any typos.

In about an hour I am going to my friend Seagull's house. She is... well we might be dying my hair. Not all of it. It will be blue. I am excited.

Baxter is reading a comic book. I have told him he shouldn't strain his eyes, and his response was that he had none and what he read was none of my buisness. Stupid cactus needs some manners.

After Seagull and I turn ourselves different colors, I have to subway my way to Jello's where I will GIVE her the girls sign, and hope that since she is out with Scrawny Friend, she won't read this entry.

Also, I have a slurpy. !!! I know.

Oh, I will add a conversation that HM and I had with a tourist (though it was some time ago).
TOURIST MAN: Where is the pencil?
HM&SCOTTIE: Excuse me? The who? You need a pencil?
TOURIST MANS FAMILY: *look generally unhappy and embarassed*
TOURIST MAN: The pencil! Big ol' white thing! Sticks up?
SCOTTIE: A large white pencil? No...
HM: *burst of realization* The monument?
TOURIST MAN: YES! Isn't that what you natives call it? The pencil?
TOURIST MANS FAMILY: *turn varying shades of red*
SCOTTIE: What? *glances at the large washington monument, only two blocks away, sticking up over all the buildings*
HM: *points kindly... in the wrong direction* That way.
TOURIST MANS SON: DAD! It's sticking up! It's right there! Isn't that it?!?!
SCOTTIE: *is a sucker for teen angst about parents and sympathizes* Yes. That is it.
TOURISTS: *all look confused and leave*
HM: Damn you...

If that was you, or we have somehow otherwised harassed you while visiting DC, I apologize.

FIFTY THREE

Fri, 09 May 2008 04:31:49 GMT

Highschool Friend: find me a cool prom date!
Scottie::maniac laugh: I SHALL!
Hishschool Friend: I suddenly don't trust you
Scottie: You are to late! I am on my way! I go! I am on a quest. I shall work tirelessly until I have found you a suitable, strapping young man fit for the job!
Highschool Friend: what are your methods
Scottie: E HARMONY or perhaps myspace
Highschool Friend: I suddenly have the urge to retract my request...

I am going to find the most likley candidate for genital warts and send him to her with haste. She is a delicate one, and I may have to settle for an actually respectable boy. She is also only an inch taller than me. For this I love her.

mixithepixi: You are small and delicate!
Scottie: I WILL FIGHT YOU.
mixithepixi: No! You are to delicate!

The girl asks for death. She begs me, but I am kind hearted, and would never do such a thing!

In other news, I am getting a hedgehog. He will be splendid. I read on a website about hedgehogs that they are nocturnal animals, which is excellent since I have been raised to believe that sleep is not a real necessity.

Thor and HM have joined in an alliance to buy me more thai food than my poor stomach can handle.

I am getting a pay check soon and Jello and I are going to go on the shopping spree of the century.

Also, I drew Cassandra Clare, authoress extraordinare, a bit of fan art, but am to lazy to scan it in tonight. But does anyone know a way I can get it to her? She wrote City of Bones which I am not quite finished reading but STRONGLY recommend. It is actually an excellent book. The thing that I like most is the misleading cliche that you think will be all, yes well it's to be expected, then while you in the middle of that thought Clare yanks it away from you in a refreshing burst of WTF. I also like how the teenagers actually speak like teenagers. I am tired of books were 19 year olds speak like old women and 17 year olds speak like little boys.

FIFTY TWO

Thu, 08 May 2008 00:17:40 GMT

I. Am. So. Freaking. Bored.

Seriously, someone just shoot me. This pain, this boredom it is all too much for me to handle. I fear I am to delicate for such states of boredom.

FIFTY ONE

Wed, 07 May 2008 02:23:18 GMT

Well I said I would do it. If anyone is surprised, well. It turned out to be more of a cross between fiction, what I have gathered from her journal, and things I put in that are part of other peoples life. It is because I take procrastination to the next level.

Here is an (auto? Well it isn't but... it is!)biography of the life and times of sarahtales

A long tyme ago there was a family living on a potatoes farm. They were secretly princes, dashing and charming, but under the guise of a family or farmers. Their seventh child was born a girl, and her name was Triceratops, or Sarah for short.

At school, Sarah was made fun of because she was raised as a princess and every one thought it was simply hilarious how dramatic and delicate she was, and while the leaped around rough housing like hyper active puppies she would stay inside and tell fantastic stories that the people she heard in her head told her.

Then, someone told her there was palace where there were a lot of books called a LIBRARY. Sarah was in SHOCK and went to this place, using the alias of Topsy, for she did not know what crazy people lurked in such a marvelous place.

Then Scottie realized it was 4:32 am and that there was a test tomorrow and that this will have to be finished another time. This does not make much sense. I'm essentially ranting about nothing at all to no one at all aren't I?

IF Sarah/Maya reads this: am I at all right? No? HAH. THATS WHAT YOU THINK.

And now, I go.

ETA: I forgot to actually hit the post journal button. I'm clever like that.

FIFTY

Sat, 03 May 2008 04:09:10 GMT

Have been neglecting journal. Do not have legit reason. Am much ashamed. I quit work to do a show for a month and a half, but I've fallen ill actually. I'm quite sad, but Thor and HM have been helping me manage. I do not think I have mentioned Thor before here. He is magnificent, and a dear friend, who is almost two feet taller than me (with no exaggeration, I swear the boy is 6'7 or 6'5). He also has long hair.

Jello is getting me a job as a technician at a television station. No more manual labour for this Scottie.

I have a head ache, and since I have left, Baxter has sneakily grown 7 flowers. SEVEN. I think he is pining for James, my current computer. I am ordering a new one on Sunday. Baxter is a delicate little specimen.

In other news, I am a pimp and a thief. Or a prostitute? And a thief. HM and Jello have both abandoned me. Jello to speak to RELATIVES and HM to clean his room. What is this madness? Madness?

THIS. IS. SPARTA.

FORTY NINE

Sun, 20 Apr 2008 02:04:22 GMT

In the face of death by burning: What about this situation makes you think they want us to dance?!

Ahahahhahahah.

New York was pleasent. I am at Jello's house. She is in the market of flesh and beautiful women. She is a merchant of love.

I thought you should know.

FORTY EIGHT

Sat, 29 Mar 2008 13:10:52 GMT

FUCK THIS IM GOING TO NEW YORK. SOMEONE BAKE ME A PIE.

FORTY SEVEN

Fri, 28 Mar 2008 19:15:17 GMT

Scottie: Do not leave me, fair maiden!
HM: Scottie, pull your self together. I am no maiden. Someone needs to guard my french fries while I'm in the bathroom.
Scottie: But without you I will perish! What if an inappropriately dressed buxom woman tries to seduce me?!
HM: I doubt it. I'm going to leave you here to your peril, and I'll come back.
Scottie: What if a strange little man in leather pants tries to peril me.
HM: Is that what we're calling it these days...
Then he left and I threw myself on the table in a forlorn manner. Then:
Suspiciously Buxom Waitress: Are you alright?
Scottie: My mother has abandoned me... I am sure I will grow up to be a serial killer, perhaps I will maul mothers and small children as a result of all this cruel treatment...
Suspiciously Buxom Waitress: The guy who ordered the french fries?
Scottie: That is the cruel one who calls himself my mother.

Then there was a lot of her staring at me until HM returned. What a sad life I lead. Now we are going to go lay about in public places, looking menacing. It is troublesome, seeing as how some people find my rather petite stature convincingly childlike, and not menacing.

ETA: I am not a midget.

FORTY SIX

Thu, 27 Mar 2008 18:24:19 GMT

No, Jello is NOT back. She is still cavorting about the states doing god knows what (or who, she is a loose, racy woman, you know). I am not worried for she is not alone, but still.

Now my friend HM (stands for Honorary Mother, because he is my honorary mother) is off... somewhere and texting me every few days reminding me to behave and play nicely with all the other children. He too has abandoned me.

And then of course there is RentBoy, who doesn't live near me but is the only one who has STAYED home. If only HE had migrated south he would be HERE. BUT NO.

Without them, my life is solitary and bleak.

Let us see. On Monday, Sterling and I went in her car to the Chipotle (not Bodacious Work Friend who I went to Chipotle with last time, although Sterling works with us as well) and we were almost mauled by a trash truck. The thing leaped out of its lane on a turn mere feet away from us and we both screamed in embarrassing high pitches, although she has a higher voice and is more entitled to such things.

On Tuesday, I was almost killed by Max seeing as how he tried to throw me off a cliff. Also, my father gave a switch knife. Which is exciting, and I have named it Jasper. He gets along splendidly with Ronnie, but Baxter might have second thoughts on him.

Later that day I hung out with Riki, although all we did was watch ridiculous amounts of Disney. We're going to New York this weekend to see Lion King on the Broadway and we thought a Disney marathon was in order.

Wednesday I mostly vegetated and pretended to work, but did nothing. It was exciting, in a not kind of way.

And that is my life. I am 'working' now, but we all know that that will not last. Oh how demanding school and a job are. Is. Are?

I'm going to vegetate and draw more now.

FORTY FIVE

Tue, 25 Mar 2008 02:56:52 GMT

First, a message: truth_is_i_lied, I have the paper version of your cartoon! Now all I need is jellodidit to get back from where ever she is cavorting, and use her scanner and photoshop.

THE REST OF YOU: Tetris. It it trying to make me an addict. And also, I haven't gotten around to watching this weeks death note SO NO SPOILERS K THX. But I'm off Wednesday and so I will watch it then. And the new Naruto. And I need to clean this DUMP up. AH well.

I made Baxter a crown because I really do have far far far to much spare time.

FORTY FOUR

Fri, 21 Mar 2008 21:58:39 GMT

http://rinkutsu.deviantart.com/art/SCOTTIE-SELF-PORTRIAT-80627113

There, I drew myself.

Also: MONSTER IS GOD.

And my dearest Jello thinks I'm short and cute. I am not short. I am a respectable 4 foot 9 and a half.

And I've drawn jellodidit. Check it out: http://rinkutsu.deviantart.com/art/JEWWO-80635745

Oh yeah, I can draw anyone, but it might take a bit. I don't own a scanner, and Jello is LEAVING, so I can't use hers. Ah well my pretties, be patient.

FORTY THREE

Fri, 21 Mar 2008 15:38:29 GMT

SHE GOT THEM APPLE BOTTOM JEANS; THE BOOTS WITH THE FUR ;; DOWN ON THE FLOOR;EVERY BODIES LOOKIN AT HER;; SHORTIE GET LOW LOW LOW LOW.

I know. Not a typical 'Me' song. But the person living with me has ecided MTV is nice, and while I'm all for Americas Next Top Model. But the songs that get stuck in my head are ridiculously out of character.

Some one buy ME Apple Bottom jeasn and boots with the fur. Hahahah. I would look SO RIDICULOUS. But I am short, so the nickname Shortie is probably the only thing vaguely correct about me in that song.

Heh.

AAAH THERE ARE DANCING LIZARD ON MY TELLY SCREEN.

ETA: haven't slept enough. Not making sense.

FORTY TWO

Wed, 19 Mar 2008 21:26:07 GMT

You Are 68% Evil

You are very evil. And you're too evil to care.

Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot.

How Evil Are You?

BUAHAHAHA. Expect world domination to occur.

FORTY ONE

Wed, 19 Mar 2008 17:32:40 GMT

Aah how this place insires me. No, no I am not at home. I am elsewhere, lurking. Not behind you though, because then, well I would be giving myself away. Alas, I am on a bit of a deviantART hiatus, but don't blame me. Blame none other than iyheyj. She, being the sneaky witch that she is, has desided to come to MY home instead of allowing me to go to hers, to try and discourage the love between her scanner and I.

I have just seen a mouse. In honour of Maya, I shall name him Cuthbert. He looks eager enough.

I am so alone and there is not enough to do here. Someone tell me about their lives. Perhaps I shall go troll my friend list. For I am a troll.

Caffeine break time, methinks.

ETA: AHAHAH MY ICON. Oh I am amused.

FORTY

Mon, 17 Mar 2008 21:34:09 GMT

Hurrah fortieth entry! I need some friends.

I like this new opening...

HAH RYUUK APPLE DANCE.

I've spotted Mello and Near. Even though technically I don't know they exist.

Whats up with Misas lips?

L, thats a lamp shade.

Rem what are you doing?

YEAH HE'LL KICK YOU

For Naruto watchers, why is Mochi acting like Gai? xD

Um, what? I'm confused.

I take it back, Misa is cute.

Fake Coile is cute.

Wait, Light is Kira? No he's not.

Why doesn't Misa get her eyes back?

Is Rem fucking everything up?

Wait? WHAT? All of these plans... I'm just going to go along with the assumption I'm not supposed to get it. Also. Not enough L in it for me.

Misa has a mind of her own? WHAT?

HAH. L is hitting on Light. I'm less confused.

Misa is randomly cool...

SURPRISE RAPE

I;m staring at my screen. I'm so confused. The world is leaving. No more sanity. GAAAAAAAH.

THIRTY NINE

Sun, 16 Mar 2008 13:10:15 GMT

My brother is a flaming bisexual. I have no problems with this. But he is my baby brother. He is only 13 and seeing him clamber around, rampantly hormonal with all kinds of kids is discerning. Ah well he is doing better than my 17 year old step brother who is omnisexual, and very sexual. I had no idea it was possible to woo so many girls in one go. There I was thinking some people were normal.

In other news, Jello has barred me from her house once more! The bond between her scanner and I is only strengthening through our separation, but the scant days we had together were beautiful and artful.

Alas, I am to downtrodden to continue. I awoke voluntarily at 5:46 this morning. This Sunday morning. I know, I and confused and woebegone as well.

Farewell my good Friend List.

THIRTY EIGHT

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 23:18:56 GMT

AAAAAAAAAH! YAY RANDOM DYNAMIC NEW DEATH NOTE! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH. Scottie is a calm kid. A calm one, Scottie is.

Has anyone else noticed how L likes to eat sweeter and sweeter things, the more killings are going on?

AWWW. Light you used to be all cool and calculating and a murderer. Too bad Ryuuk to ur mems, neh?

HAHAHAHAHA. I HAH HAH HAH'd out loud, and the boys who are over almost died from surprise. He was like... yumm yuuumm, and then they yelled and he was like I WAS EATING DAMNIT. Also, "No need to yell in unison?" HAH! I LOVE L. LOVE. LOVE. LOVE.

I see his sense. But NOOO Light and his Hot Headed Father are like AAAAAAH NO KILLIN. Jeez, who are they, Harry Potter?

AWW I STILL LOVE YOU MATSUDA.

L is saying hes got a crush Light. CATCH ON DAMNIT. Also, elusive member of their team whose name I do not remember... He's sometimes there sometimes not. It's giving my OCD and I a party.

NO. Also, Light is like NO DONT DIE I LOVE YOU. BUT REALLY L. DONT DIE. I, SCOTTIE PLANE, LOVE YOU.

TOE SHOT!

Also, well he IS the best detective in the WORLD. Naturally hes the suspicious type. ACCEPT IT.

Sexual touch camera angles AND doom music? Hmmm.

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. DID HIS DAD SERIOUSLY SAY GAH? Also, L may be a ninja.

YAY MATSUDA! Also, L just shoved his feet, which he rarley puts shoes on IN LIGHT'S FACE. AAAAAAAHAHAHAH.

HEE HEE, manipulating stupid people is NOT VERY NICE dear.

Omg L, you are so mean. It makes me melt, heheheh.

ROLLING ONT HE FLOOR LAUGHING ACTUALLY. MISA: "I WOULD NEVER LIVE IN A WORLD WITHOUT LIGHT!" L: "YES THAT WOULD BE DARK." HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH OH MY GOD I HTINK I PULLED A MUSCLE LAUGHING. HAH. HAH. HAAAAAAAAH.

Hah its because L loves Light, bitch. Also, hes so completely manipulating her, its great.

RIIGHT. No. L =/= Misa. L + Misa = < / 3. NO. Vetoed.

Aww L, you have four friends! Yay!

WTF IS THIS FLASH BACK WITH RAINBOWS AND SKIPPING? And L saying yay in the least enthusiastic voice I have ever heard. No one try and tell me the man isn't flamboyant.

Playing Dirty, EY?

ELUSIVE MANS NAME IS MOGI.

Oh man, I love this show.

THIRTY SEVEN

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 00:00:25 GMT

So what happened to having an episode yesterday? Thanks alot, Adult Swim. Thanks. No new death note for Scottie. No worries. Okay, so a quick update on life I drew a picture of me and my place of home (one corner of my place of home. But I can't upload it until Saturday or something, or whenever I next visit Jello. So. My deviant art. Go check it out. My name is rinkutsu there.

Okay, uncool montage of hating teh Matsura

ITS MAH FAVORITE SOAP OPERA MAHN.

Hee hee Misa tryna be faithful. Ahahahahaha. HAH.

Also, YOU WORK THAT PRETTY BOY POSE, FAVORITE SOAP OPERA MAHN.

And whats with Misas wings? For taking flight?

Hey, montage, L needs his coffee. ALSO. RANDOM CROTCH SHOT 37686827!

Hee hee his coffee cup has flowers on it.

Matsu? Hahaha.

Way to be completely and utterly conspicuous Matsuda. Claps for the secret police. (I know, he's so cute it's okay).

OH MY GOD AWWWWW. L is like, Wait I know, you aren't fretting about being a serial killer whose forgotten all about it, you're angry because I'm the only one with cake. Here Light, have some cake. And Light is like... no... its the mass murderer thing. AWW L I LOVE YOU.

Oh em gee, L you are made of win. Hes the top THREE detectives in the world under three different names. L! Also, before I knew that, I was all, L, they want to kill you. Put DOWN the cake.

HEE HEE AND I QUOTE: "I'll give you this strawberry if you keep it a secret." L IS MADE OF WIN.

Okay, I'm calling it in advance. Matsuda dies doesn't he?

-loves L and his cronies-

How come in this show no americans have ties? I'm assuming here that L is american. But still. Do they just think americans wouldn't know how? Do they? Hmm.

Um yeah lets walk into the clearly red light that is cleary some kind of security thing.

Oh hey its not I'm just being paranoid. Hmm.

There goes Matsuda, ruining L's plans as L forms them.

Aww now when something terrible happens I'm going to feel bad.

Well, fuck.

Oh. Em. Gee this cannot end well AAAH. AAAHH. AAAAAHH.

Aww don't hate L, he's dealing with it.

Matsuda, baby, chill.

OMG. THEYRE SO CLEVER. PRETENDING TO BE BUDDIES. Dnt blw his smart plan Matsuda.

LOL L JUST TOTALLY ASKED M OUT ONA DATE.

... their code... no words...

No he doesn't...

So the show is like: HEY LITTLE BOYS ITS OK TO EXPLOIT UR GIRLFRIENDS TO FIGHT CRIME, Y/Y! (at the command of your boyfriend. LOL.)

LOL PROSTITUTE TYPES. BTW- where did they get those girls? o_o

Just announce it loudly... I'm getting paranoid again.

Wait wha? L, please explain this die before you get killed to live infallible nonsense logic...

The drunk people I know don't act like that...

He's leaping off a ledge? But... why?

HEE THEY ARE ALL WEARING PINK SLIPPERS.

I called it. He kind of died...

Also, PLOT TWIST! SMOKING WOMAN IS RLY A MAN! Lol not really, but maybe?

I heart blonde man. Heart heart heart. Coil. Or the fake Coil, since L is so sneaky.

You sneaky bastards, thinking you're so fly. Well, Mr. Cools, sorry to burst your bubbles, but L already knows this is going on and he's making you pay him. A lot.

Because clearly Kira # 3 is not there? Come use your noodles, you shameless expositioners.

THIRTY SIX

Sun, 09 Mar 2008 18:26:24 GMT

Later today I will post TWO death note episode meta things that I enjoy so much. I have been stressed to death and working more than usual. Yesterday I took three shifts actually, and on Friday I worked at a merchandise table for a band until 2 30 am.

Finally though, my children, I am back for you. I got a brand spanking new video game, and some caffeine and am ready to be holed up in my place for a while. And will post here with my usual regularity.

In other news, Jello, or iyheyj has been caught canoodeling(sp?) with not only a program on her computer, but also with Mizuki the cat from avatar. I KNOW. I was in shock as well.

I haven't talk about Baxter in a while, but he is doing well. He wants some water right now actually, and as I am his love slave, I shall go get it for him.

More LJ later.

THIRTY FIVE

Sun, 02 Mar 2008 03:54:14 GMT

(I know. Wtf hiatus? I had to go, because I was busy on my deathbed. But I clung to life and have returned, albeit feebly, and am at Jello's being nursed back to health.)

QUICK TO THE INTERNET!

It's dead. Lets eat it.

JELLO CUT OFF HER HAIR. TO THE KAIBA CAVE.

Jello wants yogurt. I am doing math. This equates to: Jello + Yogurt = Jogurt? Yellow? A mystery.

THRITY FOUR

Sun, 24 Feb 2008 20:18:22 GMT

Okay, so stripping. We'll get STRAIGHT TO IT.

Matzura (sp?), baby, they don't actually care...

HAH. L BURNS CALORIES BY THINKING. The change between their handcuffs is long, but I'm still curious as to how they shower. In a purely logistical sense of course.

So now they're actually ninjas?

HAHAHAHAH. Bonding over Matzuras stupidity I see. Cute. And the Light trying to comfort L with information is cute. That or I'm just madly in love with L, and my fankid seems to think that anyone being nice to him is clearly his otp.

OH GOD. FOREHEAD IS BACK.

NOOOO. DON'T QUIT. BUT WHYYYY.

Cute, Light, but you know you are chained to him so it's not like you could go anywhere anyway, hahhahahahah.

L, your public relations, not up to scratch baby. Although, you can eat cherries and look unslutty, so three points.

AWW AFROMAN. I STILL LOVE YOU.

AFROMAN! Well first off stop yelling. Second off, AWWW.

L, stop making Afroman cry, and Afroman, stop shoting L death looks.

HE WAS BEING NICE STOP YELLING YOU ENORMOUS PRICK. Heh, um.

Aww Matzura you are a cutie.

LOL, so you really wanna be useful? HAHAHAH. BURN.

Aww, L you brought your friends! Even if they are both evil. Notice all the evil people are light haired? Light, Misa, these two? CONSPIRACY?! Heh I won't say my hair colour, but I would probably be safe from that particular conspiracy.

My initial raction to Afromans Touching Family Moment was, why would he be crying about an amusement park? AMUSEment park? Wha?

LAMEST. ENDING. EVER.

DOOM! THE END IS NIGH! TO THE ROOT CELLAR!

THIRTY THREE

Sun, 24 Feb 2008 18:05:48 GMT

ATTN: I HAVE A BLUE SLURPY.