_that_slut

_that_slut @ 2007-10-12T19:02:00

2007-10-13T02:03:23Z

Your LiveJournal Pirate Crew
LiveJournal Username
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest!
Cutlass or pistol?
What is the name of your pirate ship?
Where is your secret pirate base?
What kind of loot do you prefer?
What do you and your crew prefer to be called?
Parrot or monkey?
Argh!

Your capable first mate	dr_skankenstein
Your bumbling cabin boy with a heart of gold	rascal_queen
The aloof, yet honorable, pirate with a mysterious past	fixmein_45
Is always the first one into the fray	shmeep01
Is the naval officer who ruthlessly pursues your ship	elysesewell
Is the comical pirate who is always drunk on grog	alligator_bird
Is currently in Davy Jones's locker	askheychris
The amount of money you make as a pirate	$113,895


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_that_slut @ 2007-06-19T17:03:00

2007-06-20T00:04:00Z

Greed:	High
Gluttony:	Medium
Wrath:	Very High
Sloth:	High
Envy:	Low
Lust:	Very High
Pride:	High

The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz on 4degreez.com

X3

2007-01-17T22:59:49Z

Let me know that I've done wrong
When I've known this all along
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you

Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Who has to know

When we live such fragile lives
It's the best way we survive
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you

Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Who has to know

The way she feels inside (inside)
Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)
These sleeping dogs won't lie (won't lie)
And all I've tried to hide
It’s eating me apart
Trace this life out

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret)

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Dirty little secret
Dirty little secret

Who has to know?
who has to know?

The Slut Report with Tricia Jones

2006-12-06T22:08:43Z

...And in current events, mayhem ensued at the Duelling Studio this weekend, our own Alyssa Jones reports.

Here we are the the Studio just days after the highly dramatic albeit, slightly over the top incident.
It all started around 6PM PST, our favourite starlet was being taught how to handle a dagger by her on again/off again dashing beau who, according to a close confidant claims they are indeed off, though with these two we know that could change at any moment. Allegedly our girl was practicing a knife drill, when her lover's ex-girlfriend turned casual acquaintance sauntered up the stairs to the Studio. Witnesses on the scene claim that there was lack of the usual tension that surrounds the two foes.
"It was as if the feud was over," a bystander confesses, "I waited with bated breathe, it was bound to be a monumental day! However, my excitement was short lived as the little bitch...can I say bitch?...yes? Well anyways, that little bitch walks up to her instructor and demands him to follow her downstairs."
Delving deeper into why there seemed to be a reconciliation between the two, I discovered that it was due to the fact that our starlet has since changed her hair since the last time these two have had a run in, prompting what this reporter can only deduce is it was lack of wits about the ememy and passiveness in our girl. The last time these two met was at the lantern festival, which if you recalled we reported on in the summer.
"She was wailing like a banshee," reports a couple who observed the fight between the ex-couple first hand, "she was swinging her fists around and he was trying to restrain her..." "She was obviously mentally disturbed."
After much anticapated waiting from our nervous starlet, her ruggedly handsome friend return with two well pronounced scratch marks on his cheek. "Such a shame that his angelic face was attacked in the way that, that awful girl did." A concerned fan said.

They left together soon after, a close friend to the two of them divulges a never told before tidbit, "the reason this feud started in the first place is because that she-beast thinks, that the starlet and her instructer are in some torrid love affair."
Obviously she doesn't watch our show.
'Secret affair mojo' aside, according to the starlets camp she claims to be, 'tragically single'. More on this as the story unfolds. Back to you Tricia.

Thanks Alyssa, In further news our starlet has been busy on a new job, found a new place to live in Hollywood North and is generally happy, though reportedly alone.
Thanks for tuning in to The Slut Report, until next time, Byes!

I'm just saying but...

2006-09-01T01:33:59Z

So i'm watching the MTV video awards and the Raconteurs are like the house band and it got me a thinkin'... thinkin' that I needed photographic proof. And here it is...

V.S

Again, I'm just saying.

Vancouver baby, yeah!

2006-08-08T22:30:16Z

ok so i'm back from vancouver and it was ok times i guess... ok what am i saying? best time ever? right? of course! so i had a pretty mellow/ whirlwind of a time (can you say oxymoron?)

firstly lets show off the reason i went to van in the first place:

^ my lover justin.. in what is probably the worst pic of him ever...

and then perhaps the second reason for me coming out:

^ this is carmen my lady lover ;) shown in this pic as already purchased her leopard print bustier and waiting for her lover to buy some buckle boots ( it is quite understandable that she wears a look of impatience)

anyways on with the story:

carmen gets ready for our day out...

I love ^this picture of her... it's tres artsy-fartsy

once carmen is all glamed up we hit the town for some sushi at shabu-shabu (a.k.a shabusan)
along the way carmen makes a friend

who is not her father but cool none the less

there was a huge sushi line up so we said 'fuck that shit' and then promptly left...
we ran around looking for a friend of a friend of a friend *wink wink nudge nudge*
until we found ryan got some stuff and booze and made our way up to dan's humble/ kick ass abode seen here:

yes he lives above the barber's shop and it's cool ok?!
now perhaps i should of delved deeper into this story to begin with...we made plans to hang out with dan on wednesday night to hang out friday night (the night of this story) however dan in his folly forgot his cell phone (his ONLY means of communication) at the salle not good... but we had some primitive means of communication which was screaming his name under his window at random intervals... here we are at the start of hanging out at dans:

yay!! we are happy and waiting for the party
and here is carmen 1 and a half hours later with out hearing from dan:

not too happy so we get ice cream and wait for another hour:

as you can plainly see carmen is sedated but still irritated at the impending doom of dan not showing up... so we leave a note under his door (by harassing the land lady we gained access)
saying that we would be back in a couple of hours we went home watched some of fear and loathing in las vegas (i'll never see the end of that movie! ARGH) and some of saved! and then we went back to dan's here is carmen sitting on our bounty of beer:

after some more waiting we met up with ryan (we all remember ryan right?) and went back to our place for some good times shown here:

ryan with a fiddy dollar bill that's right he's big pimpin' baby!

and this is nick carmen's cute uber tall gay friend his belt matched my purse!

and after some more good times we took nick home on the bus:

and this is me worst picture ever... but meh we went back to the house and passed out
and so ends the story of me and vancouver :)

Because I never update...

2006-07-13T22:10:00Z

Five years ago...

How old were you? 15
Where did you go to school? Lord Byng Secondary (Westside!)
Where did you work? Hollywood Theatre
Where did you live? Vancouver.
Where did you hang out? Justin's
How was your hair style? Short and Spikey and red-ish.
Did you wear braces? Negitive.
Did you wear glasses? But of course, I'm blind as a bat but saucy as a mynx.
Who was your best friend? Melissa.
Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend? No one.
Who was your regular-person crush? Justin.
Who was your celebrity crush? Drew Berrymore.
Were you a virgin? Yes.
How many piercings did you have? 4: two on each ear.
How many tattoos did you have? None.
What was your favorite band? Limp Bizkit.
What was your biggest fear? Not losing my virginity.
Had you smoked a cigarette yet? No.
Had you gotten drunk or high yet? Drunk yes...High?...yes.
Had you driven yet? No.
Your pets? Kabah!!.

_that_slut @ 2006-05-01T03:52:00

2006-05-01T03:52:43Z

ooh monster!