As of 4:00 PM EST yesterday (November 7), I am now a married woman, bitches.

Now, off to our pirate adventure of a honeymoon.

Arr, mateys.

<3

- Mrs. C. Dawn Quinton

Hey people, mudkips, llamas, and other beings.

I live still.

Or something.

My wedding day is November 7, 2009. I've been busy with that and college. :3

I started selling Avon (don't ask) and no one buys anything. Blows.

I can't find a job, so blah. Avon it is, for now.

Go buy shit. I'll give you free shipping or something. Hell if I know. I hate being poor.

Save me. D:<

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(Liek, spam people you know. I'm donating some of my earnings to breast cancer research, yo. Plus, Avon already donates to it as well.)

SO! People.

How are you? What have you been doing? Who am I?



I made coffee. Go me.

I have a puppy now. She is made of awesome. I'll put up pictures sometime. She's a midget, and makes me giggle.

And...there's other stuff in my world. College courses continue, and they go well. I'm in Logic and Networking courses right now (woo). I haven't really had time to do much of anything else, life is busy.

I feel bad about something, like not being able to do my work over on NapalmRiot.com.....but hopefully they won't skewer me alive. I can't help it, there just aren't enough hours in the day right now. I'm swamped, and maybe even drowning in it a little. D:

I have a tablet now (Mykel, you can do what you want with your old one now. )...and I've been doodling with it in between papers for school and such to keep my brain from going numb. It's starting to get fun.

It's 8AM, and I haven't been to bed...my brain is mushy but I don't have time to sleep.

Someone kick me in the head....or dump cold water on me. Thanks.

I want to do art, but my brain can't figure out what to do. My gallery here is a sad mess of failure now that I look back in it. I think I want to throw everything out of it and start over.
Guh.

I've been keeping up communications regularly (well, for me anyway) with ^Platinus and =jake10684 and `lyastri...they keep me in tune with the internets, most of the time.

...usually Jake's just eHumping his woman though, the freak.

_{He may kill me for typing that, someday.}

Also, I was sad when Michael Jackson died. He made me want to be a singer, he was awesome no matter what other people say. Long live the King.


I guess I'll stop typing and start doing some work (or pretend to) now.

Respond! Let me know you people still breathe! >>>>=[


dAFamily

The Weirdly Mysterious Weapons Master Grandfather
~pagan-skater

The Father
~Captain-Mongo

The Mother
@diamond281
=mamadoll
_{(We'll let them decide who's the real mother in a battle royale!)}

The Husband

The Wifey-Type
*fimsy

The Siblings
`newklear
=jake10684
`lyastri
=Helen-Baq
=LonesomeFaery
~dustedbunny
`smoking-mirrors

The Children
~2bitter-being6
=braidy
`InvaderMar

The "Awesomesauce" Son
`evilsyndicatemember

The Exes
=joysoftruth
`realillusions

Those That Dared to Marry My Children
`Chimpantalones

Cousins
`S-Que
~episkey
*Danium _{(The Drunken Hoar of a Cousin)}

Nephews
*Gordorca
=morbidman187

Nieces
=roguequeen

The Sex Slave
`conorschild

The Amazing Outlaw LovAh Who Rides In And Out Of My Life
^oilsoaked

My "Cowboy"
=robinism

The Pets
*nocturnalwhispers (Froggy)
`lazybutt (Turtle)
=Nex9k9 (Cow)
`Cassed (Hamster)

The Neighbors
`crazyquesadilla (Creepy Pedo Down the Road That Lives In PeeWee's Playhouse)
~Frostblade (The Sexy Sword-Toting Guy in a Kilt and Eye Patch)
@Comrade-Kelly (The Babysitter of Sexy Evil)
~FreezeBlade (The Neighborhood's Crazy Hippie)
~AngelsLilDevil (The Insanely Hot Pool Boy)
@martypunker (The Weird Toaster-Fetish Guy)
`sycho _{(The slightly criminal, psychopathic uncle from abroad whom has a manic obsessive compulsive disorder that makes him fondle his crotch all the time)}
=chalkley3 _{(The greasy kid who offered me $1 to see my tits behind the bike-shed in grade 2)}

I still exist. I promise.