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And of course I didn't dress very well at all. U_U I almost froze my hands so I had to go back to the store.

There's this wall in a certain fabric section that's ready to collapse, right? I tell Frank, and he goes, "Well why should we worry about it now?" in an arrogant tone.

Ummm, Hello? If that wall falls and kills a customer, WE ALL LOSE OUR JOBS. I refuse to lose my job because of a manager that was too arrogant to do anything about safety hazards.

This one's basically a drabble.

Title: Down and Dirty
Author: notorious_hunty
Series: Tekken
Genre: Humor
Pairing: Hwoarang/Christie
Warnings: Fluff and a disgusting house.
Summary: Christie's excited to see her boyfriend, until she arrives at his house.
( It stinks like Pine-sol in here! I hate Pine-sol! )

I don't do it at all. I find New Year's eve to be a pathetic excuse for people to drink and be idiots and wonder why I'm so cranky. T_T I'm hiding at my girlfriend's house from drunks!

Everything was just lovely til I got home yesterday.

I've been in the zone all day today and I dunno why. I usually am in the zone, and you'd have to poke me or snap in my face to get my attention, but I was just really off today. Didn't help that I had almost no sleep. I have New year's eve and new year's day off, so I can hide at Allie's while my idiot family goes crazy piss drunk.

In other news, I bought this manga that I kept forgetting called, Otamen. T_T Ohh how it provoked my past fantasies about having a boyfriend who sewed, knitted and cooked but could still kick your ass.

I'm talking about my sister, and I don't give a shit if she sees this.

I go home, and my dad rants to me about my sister spazzing out about how "rude" we are to Ophir. First off, you immature, ghetto cunt - you don't pay for jack shit. We've been taking care of your horrible son since he was born. She then went on about how I close the door when Ophir runs to me. I've given up three years for this kid. When I come home from work, I don't want to be bothered with anyone at the moment. Nothing personal, but I can't deal with idiot coworkers, customers and a horrible child too.

He's so spoiled and poorly behaved it makes no sense.

If you're so sick of it, what the fuck are you doing eating our food, taking up our space, watching your ghetto garbage on our TV, letting your prick break everything in the house. If you think you deserve so much better, then move out with your chickenhead friends. You pay for NOTHING. No rent. Dad and I pay rent. You don't even pay for Ophir's horrible school.

Go back in the ghetto you belong, you worthless whore. Everything we do for you and this demon just flies over your head and it's supposed to be all about you, you, YOU. Grow the fuck up.

This year was a lot more relaxing. I just hope New Years will be much better. I had a very relaxing time at Allie's and was able to eat at home because her mom bought a ton of beef just for me since I can't eat pork. It was nummy! ^^ I got two necklaces and $20 from Allie's parents!

>_> Supposedly my mom came over to our house to give Ophir a gift. NO, no drama happened, but it struck me that the lady that wanted to kick her ass gave her rides and crap. T_T If you don't like someone, why would you be in their car with them?

T_T Updated my tekken fic with a better title and revised prologue as my girlfriend gave in to my nagging and read/edited it!

The original artist of the last one deleted the images, so I put up a temporary one until I remember how to properly install custom CSS or I can find someone to do a custom LJ layout for me.

Okay, now back to your Christmas fun!

I hope everyone's having a good christmas, as I'm having a very relaxed one with my P'unkin. I really, really REALLY hope that 2010 will be a much better year. T_T this year was just fucking awful.

Ummm...I don't think I've ever posted about this, but once upon a time I convinced my dad to let me make my own first website. That website was a shrine to Lei Wulong after falling in love with him in Tekken 3 next to Hwoarang. There was quite a few Hwoarang shrines already, so I made a Lei shrine instead. Then I ran into this really awesome girl online and we became really great friends! She supported me through thick and thin and backed me up when the Kazuya/Jun trolls invaded this forum I had, lol! She then sent me cool stuff like the Tekken anime and this one Hong Kong manga with Lei on the cover!

Unfortunately, we lost contact within a few years. She was a huge part of Tekken Zaibatsu, too.

I recently contacted to her again because she has this plushie business going on! You can take a look at her work here! While the prices are on the high side, I'm getting one to support her as she supported me so many years ago.

As far as plushies go, I have one white Hello Kitty one, a tan one, and a bloody gloomy bear one. If all goes well, I might order a Christie plush. T_T I love Christie for some ridiculous reason.

T_T I wonder if anyone else on the first batch got my card yet. finalcrosmaycry got his in like a day and a half. o_O

Anyway, to those who haven't gotten to it, if you want a holiday card from me, comment in this entry here with your mailing addy. T_T I really need to know how many more to send so I can properly budget my check this Thursday! Don't worry about sending me anything in return. It's my thanks for putting up with me. <3

In other news, my mom called to see if she can claim me as a dependent so she can squeeze free money from the Government. Well, last year I let her and she gave me $200. She claims that she will give me more this year. As much as I hate my mother, it's tempting, because if she keeps her end of the bargain, that'll put money towards cons I plan to go to next year which is like in less than two weeks, lol. I dunno if I want to do it though. When I started working 30+ hours or so, they've been taking about $10 or so out of my check as opposed to like nearly nothing...

For some reason I'm obsessed with the name, "Nami". I'm thinking of an OC who is a 7-8 year old girl by that name with a bubbly, princess personality. I'm trying my best to avoid OCs, but she is burning in my head as Christie's little sister who is determined to protect Christie from men trying to get in her pants. She knows and loves Eddy, but when Hwoa comes along, she at first doesn't trust him and makes his life miserable. Nami doesn't understand that Eddy made a horrible mistake. Later on, Hwoa proves himself worthy of Christie and Nami warms up to him. While she is mostly well-behaved, sometimes she can be mischievous.

Nami tries to follow Christie's footsteps, as Christie can be a little too strict with her clothing. For instance, if Christie caught her in a miniskirt, she'd freak and make Nami wear a longer one.

I am trying SO HARD to avoid it, but it burns so deep. I mean, I already added an OC in my last two major stories - I don't want to get into the habit of depending on an OC to make a story successful. Felicia worked great, Miss Lily seemed to please the crowd... The main reason they're succesful is because I don't do any stupid shit like adding powers and just making them normal people to relate to.

Oh, whatever. T_T I have to order some food before I go and pick up my nephew from his disgusting school. I'm so lazy it's pathetic.

Work was so slow that it was pointless for me to come in. No customers until like, 1 and even then, only 1-3 came per hour. I was amazed to catch the bus to work no problem while everyone who drove was whining about how they nearly slipped over ice and killed people. What a total waste of payroll hours. They're gonna wonder why they have to cut back so much. Quite a few people called out, being scared of the snow, but that's alright. Like I said, it made no sense to come in to work. The downside was that the customers who did come in were the really stupid, clueless morons. This idiot wouldn't tell me what kind of help she needed with scissors. She just said, "I need help with scissors." T_T If you don't specify at a Jo-Ann's you're gonna look like an idiot.

She asked me what size scissors the average person uses. If you don't know this then you're a moron. Look at the scissors you have. Without even having to measure it, it's 6-7" long depending on the brand and as to whether or not they're normal or pinking shears. The dumbass tried to pick these tiny embroidery scissors. I wanted to slam her head against the wall, I swear to god. Not everyone is as knowledgeable with this as I am, but that is just retarded.

I'm not ready to post (more like lazy, really) to FFN, just yet as I just submitted it to TZaibatsu. T_T I forgot I even had an account there.

Title: A Heart to Belong (T_T Bad title)
Author: Hunty
Series: Tekken
Timeline: After Tekken 6
Genre: Romance/humor at times.
Pairing: Christie/Hwoarang. Shut up. I like that pairing.
Spoilers: None worth mentioning
Warnings: None worth mentioning.

Summary: After Tekken 6, Christie starts her life without Eddy. Hwoa tries to talk with her, but Christie ends up being the standoffish one instead.

( If I really want to get in your pants, I would have already done it. )

&gt;_> Nothing happened yesterday, and it is still quiet today. I wish I knew who made that last anonymous comment on my journal. T_T

I don't think I can honestly get Barack Obama involved, because this is only a local issue. Plus he has more important things to do, like getting the rest of the country to have more respect/faith in him. U_U

Um, People are probably reading my blog as I speak anyway.

I'm starting to think this is all a bluff; a childish threat to scare my dad into voting that whore in.

T_T There was some vote thing going on within the local town alderpeople/city council/whatever you call people in charge of a particular neighborhood, right? Some skank wants some leadership position, but all she did was sleep with men for bribes. My dad who is also an alderperson disagrees and refuses to vote for her.

She had all these weird people calling him, including Rev. Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson. Dead serious. I nagged my dad to keep the recieved calls archive so if anyone didn't believe him, he could prove it to them with his phone. Yesterday, he sudden receives a threatening phone call for people to pickett his job and OUR HOUSE. U_U

Worried and frazzled, I go to my coworkers and boss for advice, because I don't want to do anything stupid like smacking protesters with pots and pans.

Of course, nothing happened today. Maybe it's the calm before a very ugly storm.