Ry Chambers

I'm liking this flexible work hours thing of being a paid actor. Okay, so it's not broadway, but it is Shakespeare, and it is enough that I don't need to get another job on top of it in order to pay the bills and rent around here.

Spoke to the blonde online today. She didn't remember me. That was kinda funny. And Jinx'll probably be headed around here for dinner sometime this week or next.

Lee's getting back later on tonight... although I'm not sure what time exactly, or even if he's coming here directly. Gods, please protect me from the pre-pubescent hysterics, or no hysterics whatsoever could also be seen as a good thing. Maybe that is just my intolerant, only child nature coming through.

Got a fair bit of writing done today. In respect for my new profession, I'm looking into the idea of screenwriting more seriously this time. We online a lot of today trying to find just the right templates to go from. I like to see me as the love child of David Lynch and Stanley Kubrick.

ACT 2, SCENE 1. Upon the Dance Floor.

Enter LAYER 1 and DELIOS

LAYER 1
Oh how your skin it glows so bright tonight,
It brings to me a hardening delight,
That which if known may throw my thoughts away,
For in your arms and more I wish to lay.
If by chance this dream could come a'real,
Then I would beg you tell me, I'm undone.

DELIOS
It seems for all assertions of the pure,
That I would bring a seemly end to you.

LAYER 1
If that be so then skew'r me as I stand.
Dear all I ask is that you lie with me,
So I may glimpse one mote of clarity.

DELIOS
Oh look hark over there; it seems that we
Are not alone in sexuality!

Exit LAYER 1 and DELIOS, Enter LYSSA and DEE

DEE
Tonight we dance it seems a bitter rub
To hold you in my arms as close tonight,
As when we two were first enamoured we
Gave no idea of what -

LYSSA
And now a girlfriend I know you to have,
And so with this regret I leave you be,
For in each others' arms we can only
Find further upset for both our feelings.

DEE
Oh Lyssa dear to hold you close to me,
It seems so hard yet hardness absentee.
Oh what I mean to say to you is this:
Proove you love with just one little kiss.

Exeunt

Hey Slink, don't suppose you've seen my watch around your bedroom, have you, sweet? I can't seem to find it, and I seem to remember glancing at it while I was out with you the other night. If it's your place, I could swing around tonight and pick it up while visiting, if that was okay with you...

Crawled out of Slink's bed at around 3am this morning while she was sleeping. After a day of deliberating and talking to people, I am decided. I'm gonna contact Justine... sometime soonish. Maybe. Hopefully. Yeah.

Fuck, Renee. I don't care that this is the third post from me this night. I don't want to be getting posts like this in my public journal and pretending that it's all fine in my reply.

Deirdre has red hair and a beautiful singing voice. My Scarlett was more than just the qualities that make up any particular human being. She was the creature that I could worship in absense of a Goddess who would listen. She was an ideal who brought me back from Chaos. But in the end, I feel that she was as false as the gods that I very nearly died for.

Fucking hell, Renee. I'm doing you the justice of locking this so that it is just you and me. Now do me the fucking justice of telling me what the hell is going on inside that brain of yours.

Sometimes, some of the things you say make me think I don't know you at all. And that... that scares me, more than I would like to admit.

So, found out what that girl with the lighter from the park's name is- Josie. Right pretty wench she is too. Had a couple of drinks with her at the Irish pub just down from my old work. She even likes absinthe! It's like Renee... only, you know... with different.. interests.

Hey, look at me change the subject in my own journal. Here's to hoping I'll run into her again sometime soon. She always just seems to... be around. It's kinda cool. Effort at an all time low for me, and that I won't complain about.

Jude's party tomorrow night, and I have promised to be completely clean. Well, of all bar alcohol, at least. And I'm sure there will be plenty of that flowing out of the walls. Except... not the walls. Otherwise, I worry that Deirdre might start cleaning mid-party.

Seems like now is as good a time as any to announce; we are having talks of Housewarming partiness next Friday, providing of course Lee doesn't mind. It has also been decreed that if he is not back in time, we shall just have to have a Welcome Back Lee party when he gets back. Any excuse for a party, right? Besides, this house seems to be playing musical games of some sort. Barely no sooner than Del got back, Lee was gone.

But most importantly, the timing of this party is integral to send off our dearly beloved, already most missed, Jinx from our household.

I miss you. So much. And it's been like a day and a half. I don't know how to deal with what you're asking me to do.

I don't know how to deal with what could come otherwise.

You gotta be checking the internet every so often, even all the way over in Canada, right? So yeah, figuring that, I'm filtering this to only you.


You offered me an impartial sounding board once, and I'd.. uh... kinda like to take that up with you... now, if the offer still stands?

All this thinking and second guessing is doing my head in. I can't do right one way, but I really can't figure anything out the other way. And if I don't figure out something soon, something is going to seriously explode.

It doesn't help being pointed out the many ways in which I'm hopeless. Does she think I can't see it myself right now? Maybe, but I'm losing ground faster than I care to admit.

Damn, I wish Scarlett was here. The level, impartial head. She'd know what to do.
Hell, I might actually even have talked to her about stuff this time.

Ugh, I was late into work yesterday after talking with Lexie, but at least I got there. And then my boss gave me this look as if to say, 'What else did I expect,' but didn't say anything else to me apart from, "Clean those tables," which I did and thought I showed marvellous restraint in not pushing the chair legs from those tables straight up his...

Anyway. I got through the shift. And now I'm working tonight. Actually, very soon tonight. So pretty much right after I post this.

Which knocks out of the water any other plans I might have had for tonight.

Dude, I feel like I've just lost the last couple of days.

I don't know where my head is anymore.

Hey, if you need to talk, if you need to come over, or even if you just wanna meet somewhere impartial like the skate park... whatever is fine. How're you doing?

I think some people gotta just back the fuck off if peoples' reactions to their words in a public forum is going to upset them.

Thank you.

( And because I just wanted to get a higher gold count than Slink... )

Ahh, it's good to have certain people back again. *smiles* Always missed our witty tosses of words, dear Judith.

The house is louder again, which is what happens when two goths move back into one room. I like having the attic room, I think.

Wouldn't you know, there are actually some people who hang out in the skate park who I have yet to meet. Guess that was proven the other day. Very interesting character who will ask for a light before offering me her own.

I got an official warning at work today. So... no more sick days for me, I suppose. Oooh.

I feel dirty. So fucking dirty. Like some of her filth washed off onto me when we...


And now she's been put away. Good fucking riddance - Three words I just can't say to Renee. What will become of us all.

Maybe I'll just have another spliff until Slink gets here. Jocelin was generous last night.

Edit:
Guilt is a powerful motivater. I'll be calling off sick from work today.

Hung out around Jude and Slink's place today. Saw Deirdre briefly. Organised with Renee to meet at Dantes for absinthe - sweet, glorious nector - on the day after tomorrow, and am working tomorrow, and worked yesterday...

I swear, there is too much working in this idea of going to work. Saw Kiora around a bit, but haven't seen her online really since I started working with her. *shrugs* I think it was for the best that she was the only person around who saw me almost drop a pile from elbow to neck of dirty dishes. Really didn't need a sitting ovation for that one. Morale is sinking low enough right now, I...

Never mind.

I remember when 1am was the time around which we began with plans, not the time that everything was dead without them. Things are relatively quiet with Del off with Jinx. Have talked a bit with Lexie, but our work schedules don't seem to be meshing... or something. It might be that it's just a little too easy to seclude oneself in the attic of a house. Lee is kinda cool. It's good to get to know another guy around here.

*twiddles thumbs* Is anyone awake right now? Anyone?

The girl is fucking crazy.

It's like she was seeing ghosts or something while I was there, and I promise, Renee, it wasn't me doing one thing to her.

Still, I came away from the exchange with nothing, which I suppose with someone like her, is just to be expected.

Well, you are now talking to waiter Ry Chambers.

I've never done waitering before. Hope they don't expect me to be in there every day of the week. Anyone know what good pay for a waiter is these days?

Lexie, no need to worry; I am now among the employed.

Mmmm.... it was good to see you at Scar's tonight. I hdan've t got to see you in a social situation for too long since... well since.

And that need be the end of that sentence.

I feel as though I shouldn't pay atention to any one person so much after everything with Renee. I miss her, Slink. I miss her like an arm... my creative one. She is my muse. I love her, but I love her as one loves a sister and I neve rhad a sister. Well, I have Rhea, but that is not hte same.

I guess the point is, I love spending time with you. And tonight was good, wan't it? I didn' teat too much pizze? You don't think Scarlet minded her Bendedict coming around tonight, do you? I would hate to impose. *smiles* But I don't think she wwould mind. That is the wonderful thin about Scar. She is so.... redheaded. Hmm.


And you... I like you. And your hair... it's berry pretty. My pretyt.

Oh GOD, and good morning to the ever lasting, worst headache of the world headache.

Delilah, darling, the next time you allow me to take home the rest of your vodka to finish off so easily, I'm going to question it more. What the hell was that? Cleaning detergent?!

Uhhhh *holds brain in* Never again.

Never, never again.

Have downsized to dial-up over here. Huh. I remember a time when even that would have been a great boon after the 'no internet at home' that I used to have a folk's place. But it's not so bad. Not many people wanting to call this house between the hours of midnight and 8am. Strange, that.

Rhea's just gone to school and Kate to work and now it's 9am. *yawn*

Nothing more to report.

Bedtime.

Well, just got back to Kate's, alive, and more or less refreshed from my unexpected trek around Scotland. Wasn't overly easy to get to internet access while doing the backpacking, so I just... I guess... didn't. Not like I was really away for that l...


*blinks* May 1st. Well, what do you know? Gone almost three weeks. Well, closer to two by the time I actually left here. Maybe I should see about ability to visit Renee. Deirdre, I guess you'd be the best in the know with the most constant online useage. Would you be able to message me back letting me know how goes it?

Other than that, utterly broke. Which also, is to be expected. And famished. God I love living with a mother, especially considering she is not mine. Will probably come back with reports on how it went after tea. As it is right now, I can bearly keep my eyes open enough to read things clearly. This small post has taken an untold amount of effort to make ledgible.

Chao.

Edit:
*glances at the newspaper on kitchen table*

Seems like some fairly interesting happenings have gone on.