I am not human.

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An evil cat with a Muppet nose and wings for ears.

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According to the date I created this journal, this would have been my first entry: Numero Uno.

Hee! I had just posted my first drabble EVAR (over at snupin100), apparently, and I just reread it. It was actually sort of cute. I also think that was the first time I ever talked to cordeliadelayne in the drabble post, and after that I never forgot how utterly sweet she was.

I also talked about hoping it would spark something other than fanfic a little. I had been a fine artist before, and sculpture was a passion of mine, and then I dropped out of school (the first time) and lost that community that supported me. I had made me sad for a long time that I had lost that. Anyway, I was new to writing fic then and had started writing it after RPing Snupin for a while. Awww, I was a baby ficcer, how cute! I actually joined LJ because I wanted a place to post my fic and get feedback (I HAD been posting it to my now-deleted Myspace. Heh.) I never imagined the friends that I had then wouldn't be in my life anymore, or that I would find such great friends here. New friends won't replace them, but I have made some awesome ones along the way, people who help and support me when I need them, and who I adore. I never expected to find COMMUNITY here, and I'm not just talking literal communities. It's been an awesome thing, and all because I wanted to share my then-mediocre fic.

Ooh, and this guy I mentioned. Dude, I remember him! He was creeeeeeepy. he lived at the hotel I worked in, and I was alone on Sundays there. he used to come up and talk to me and say creepy things. He'd try to get me to come to his room, ask me which car I drove, and he propositioned the housekeepers. The cops came once because he was apparently stalking the girls at the Walgreens across the street, and they found nasty porn strewn everywhere in his room and some sort of sex harness hanging from the ceiling. The cops told us to stay clear of him. And yet the managers there cared nothing about our safety, only about getting paid, and never kicked him out. TRUE Unsub, dude. For serious. It's really amazing, looking back, that nothing happened, especially to those of us who worked alone with him in the building.

Oh yeah, and I was having jaw issues back then, too. I mentioned here before that I got fucked over by a dentist and my jaw hurt for a good year. Yeah, it must have still been hurting then, though I'm not sure how close or far that was from the actual fillings that caused it.