Pink IS rugged.

Ugh.

2005-09-10T04:28:53Z

Just thought I'd post to remind everyone I'm still alive.

And annoyed.

And bitchy.

And terribly pink.

Oh the /drama/.

2004-12-10T04:10:34Z

And Hammie thinks HER social life is screwed up. Dramatic sigh.

Keo: I'm the vice-president of the Meo fanclub! *beams*
Jag: Who's the president..?
Keo: MEO!
Meo: I'm /president/.
Keo: *beams* YES!
Jag: Figures.
Keo: Aww, he feels left out. You can be SECRETARY!
Jag: WHAT THE FUCK?!
Meo: It's fitting.
Keo: Treasurer..?
Jag: *seethes* No.Thank.You.
Meo: Secretary. Treasurer is.... I don't think he's a money handler.
Keo: Good point. Secretary it is!
Jag: I PROTEST THIS. THIS IS...THIS IS FORCED LABOR.
Meo: I don't mind.
Keo: You could be his sex slave!
Jag: HAAMMMMIIIEEEE!!
Hammie: Hehehhehe. Yeeess?
Jag: ;_;
Meo: *eyebrow raise* You /know/ you want to.
Jag: HAMMIE SAVE ME.
Keo: It's all about what Meo wants.
Hammie: Hehehe.
Jag: ....You're going to take pictures, aren't you?
Hammie: *hides her camera behind her back* What? Nooooo!
Meo: *moves himself next to Jag and sits down*
Jag: *flips out* HAMMIE SAVE MEEEEEEEE
Keo: *dims the lights, turns on SEXY MUSIC(TM)*
Meo: *purrrrr*
Jag: Ahhhh ;_; *tries to hide*
Hammie: *locks the door* e.e
Meo: *purrrrrr*
Kuami: *buries the key*
Hammie: *Installs a two-way mirror so she can watch* e.e
Keo: *distributes heart shaped pillows around the room, turns up SEXY MUSIC*
Jag: OHMYGOD
Meo: Keo darling? Gets some /candles/... *resists the urge to cackle*
Keo: *obeys happily, bringing in VANILLA SCENTED candles*
Jag: *whimpers* O_O
Meo: *whisperhisses* Hammah, camera at the ready...
Hammie: *readies camera* Do something, Meo! You've got him!
Keo: *slinks out of room* I'll leave you two alone ;D
Jag: NO PLEASE
Meo: I know you envy my sister. *takes a step towards Jag, beaming*
Jag: What? Why? huh? DONT COME NEAR ME ;_; RAAPE.
Hammie: It's consentual and you know it.
Kuami: *head bobble* I agree, I agree!
Meo: *takes another step*
Jag: *steps back, falls over a heart shaped pillow* Oof ;_;
Meo: *takes another step, purrs louder*
Jag: *scrambling backwards, only to get tangled in more heart shaped pillows* IM DOOMED
Meo: Consentual, love, consentual!
Jag: *curls up in a ball*
Meo: *stands over and tentatively prods with a forepaw*
Jag: *whimpers* DONTHURTMEPLEASE.
Meo: I won't hurt you. *sits down*
Jag: *peeks out from beneath paw* Really? But you were all... all... scary and romantic. o-o
Meo: You don't like romance?
Jag: There's something wrong with you, isn't there. It's contagious, isn't it. OHMYGODDD *flips out*
Meo: *watches Jag fight with heart pillows*
Jag: Calms down slowly, eyes Meo* What do YOU want?
Meo: What do you think I want?
Jag: I don't knooooooow ;_;
Hammie: HINT: YOU.
Jag: BUT YOU HATE ME.
Meo: *frown, kitten face* Do you hate me?
Jag: ...n...noo....
Meo: Do you like me?
Jag: I don't know, not when you're mean to me o.o
Meo: Am I being mean now?
Jag: ...no...but that just makes me suspicious o_____O
Meo: *frown* Whyy?
Jag: BECAUSE YOU HATE ME *flips put again, nearly catches on fire from the vanilla scented candles*
Meo: But I don't hate you. *watches*
Jag: You don't? o_o *beats the flame out with a heart shaped pillow*
Meo: *tries not to freak out. /His pillows!/* No, I don't. *pause, purr*
Jag: *eyes him narrowly* then what do yuu ...er...how... what DO you...er..me?
Meo: *eye twitch* ... /guess/.
Jag: NO. ;_; I HATE YOUR GAMES.
Hammie: *stares* ooooo...
Meo: *eyebrow raise* And what exactly are these games?
Jag: Mind games. MIIIND GAAAMESSS. *smoothes his fur absently*
Meo: *smiles* And what mind games are those, exactly?
Jag: THESE ONES. What do you WANNNT?
Meo: It's not intentional, honest.
Jag: I don't care. *sulk*
Meo: Fine. *leaves*

I don't know what I did to deserve it, frankly.

oh, this is still here..?

2004-12-06T13:58:35Z

I haven't updated this thing in absolute /AGES/.... I know you've all missed me terribly. I blame Hammie, the lazy wench. In any case, I shall be attempting to wrench her off her laptop long enough for ME to do MY updating... hmph. Selfish.

Not much is new for me, alas, I haven't been getting out much. I think it's for fear that Meo will show up like he does and torment me. Life really is not at all fair. I think perhaps there should be a law against that....THING.

I need more fanart. Hmm. Perhaps I ouht to start threatening people again; that seemed to work fairly well. In any case, I'm tired and Hammie really should be doing her schoolwork, so I'll leave you now. Tata, darlings.

Oh. My. God.

2004-06-27T03:42:26Z

So I was walking along today, minding my own business when this group of other cats sort of..appears in front of me. I thought about just walking by, but they looked mildly interesting, so I stopped to grace them with my wit and charm. After a short period of time it became very clear that they were the angst-ridden gothic sheep types who sit about and don't talk unless it's to insult someone. Mildly annoyed, I pulled out my mirror to check my fur, and this utter bitch says "You can't hold a /mirror/, you haven't got any opposable thumbs."

...

Now EXCUSE ME, but is that not very uncalled for? Just how does she know I don't have thumbs?! Also, it's not like kougras are exactly the archetypal felines. We have vocal cords, don't we? I was very peeved. I wanted to just.. THROW THINGS. Argh.

...

..~~I miss Meo.~~

Hmmph.

2004-06-25T01:28:06Z

Hello, this is indeed Jag, as you may have heard. I blackmailed Hammie into getting me this account, don't believe what SHE says.. I also plan on forcing her to make it pretty, like ME. Hmm. Aren't I clever?