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I think I'm in love with my sister... I'm just sharing my story because people asked... Please don't judge me until you hear it all...

Wow... okay, I wasn't sure if I was ever going to tell anyone about this, but it's late and I'm sleep deprived so i guess I'll just write it now and regret it in the morning

First of all, - just for some background: My mom died right when I was born, (she was actually really, really hot- but this isn't about her. I guess that's messed up to say, but whatever.) I actually grew up with my dad's family, because my dad has all sorts of emotional issues and he bailed before I was born. So you can see, my childhood was really kind of messed up.

Anyways, growing up I feel like there was always a lot of distance between me and my sister. When I was about 17 or 18 I first noticed that my sister was a hottie.

I don't want to go into to many details about it, but basically what happened is that I accidentally found a video that she made of herself. I knew she didn't make it for me- but I thought she was so beautiful that I watched it twice. (probably would have watched it a hell of a lot more, except that like right around the time I found the video, all this crazy shiat went down and I had to leave home. (My dad's family who I was staying with got in bad trouble with the law. I never talk about it).

Sooo... I was totally lusting after my sister at that point. She was also having bad trouble with the law. She was actually in custody when I left home.

My friend and I went to go pick her up. When I saw her that day, after seeing the video, I have to be honest, I just wanted to fark her brains out. Looking back on it now, it's pretty messed up- but I think she had feelings for me too. She actually kissed me right after we came to get her... and it wasn't a sisterly kiss, you know? I mean, it wasn't like ridiculously sexual or anything, but it definitely wasn't sisterly.

After we left, we all went to crash with my Sister's friends. On the trip there, my friend sort of implied that he wanted to get with my Sister, and I got a little jealous. He's a good looking guy- and even though she was my sister- I just felt like he was competition. Not much else happened between us for a while except some maybe-sexy hugging.

Pretty much everyone in my life at that point was wanted by the government, so we all moved around a lot. I'm not saying that I'm proud of it or anything, but it was kind of an awesome time.

My friend and my sister never hooked up I don't think- but I thought there was some serious sexual tension going on between them. It was around that time that I got really badly hurt in an accident. It was messed up. I almost died. But when I was in recovery my sister came to see me, and out of the clear blue sky she started gives me this awesome, slow, passionate kiss on the lips.

Sadly (although, I guess for the best) nothing ever came of it. We spent some time apart... and I started to get really religious, so I tried not to think of her that way. It was actually going well for a long time- like I was totally over her. But I have to say, like a year or so after all that stuff went down, we were out sailing (not like a date or anything romantic like that), and she was wearing like the hottest bikini I've ever seen and it brought back all the old feelings. Sigh.

A little while later she actually wound up with my friend from before (the sexual tension guy). I can't say I was surprised.

But even after she was shacking up with my friend, there was one time we were at a party... my friend was inside, and my sister and I were outside alone. It was a really intimate moment. I think something might have happened, except that I killed the mood when I told her that Darth Vader was our father and that I had to go face him.

/snagged shamelessly from fark. :D
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Oneth of the Month

So here is my monthly dont-kick-me-off-livejournal-because-i'm-a-lurker post.

Still no job. Hopeful that my license will come in soon, so I can start looking.

My cat had another stroke a week ago. It was pretty bad. Fortunately, she seems to be suffering no ill effects, other than a bit of loosing her balance once in a while. And the fact she can't seem to find her litterbox. I have the cleanest service porch in the universe, I keep mopping it up.

I haven't read any books this month. Huh. I'm actually halfway through "Stranger in a Strange Land". Great read, just haven't had the ... whatever to read. I've been knitting and playing way too much sims. God, I hate that game.

Speaking of knitting, I've moved on from scarves. I'm rather proud of myself. I've made two plush TARDISs (TARDII?) and socks. And I found an awesome pattern for a 3D washcloth online, so I'm going to try that. Wrists permitting, of course.

Okay, back to lurking for another month.

Life and books

Whaddya know? I am now pretty much legit. I passed my National Phlebotomy exam! Which means, assuming I don't get kicked out of my externship, I will be able to perform vampiristic tendencies on unsuspecting saps! My poor victims will kneel before the might of me! That, or I'll be able to get a job. You know, the thing that pays me money, the thing I haven't had since March? Would be nice.

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Who has a new toy?

I have a new toy! I finally got enough money on gift cards to buy the nook! I received it today. Sadly, it has no charge, so I'm charging it right now, but I can't wait to use it. I am so excited! I have been waiting for how many years to get an e-book reader, I can hardly believe I finally have one.

Ooh, as I was typing it, it just turned on, saying it has enough charge to start playing around. Yay! I'm able to play with it a bit earlier than I thought I'd be able to. Okay, I'm outta here, gotta play around now!

So excited!!!!!
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Plebotomy Class

The Phlebotomy course I'm taking is in 2 parts. Basic and Advances, two different classes. You have to pass Basic to get in Advanced (duh). Basic is 6 weeks, Advanced, 5. (They are only 1 day a week.) I just finished Basic.

Day 1: There are 12 students. The teacher gives us 14 packets with 15 - 25 questions on each. She tells us, "These are the questions that might be on the final. 140 of them will be there. Learn them all, and you won't fail." She gives us a sheet called The Order of Draw, 7 questions. "Learn this, it will be on the final." She also gives us a sheet that has a picture of the heart and a picture of the arm with veins. The name of the various parts are labeled. "Learn this too. It will be on the final. There is also a word bank, and spelling counts."

Day 2-5: Teacher: "Remember, it is important to learn the Order of the Draw. It will be on the test. Don't forget to study. If you don't study, I guarantee you will not pass the final."

Day 6: Final. We take the written test. Not surprisingly, there are 3 parts: The main test with 140 questions (she did lie, there were maybe a dozen questions that weren't given to us on day 1, but she did go over them in class), the Order of Draw and The Arm and Heart (with a word bank). We finish the test, and leave until the doctor comes to watch us perform a capillary and venipunture draw. We finish our draws. Our instructor tells us, "I'm very disappointed. Half of you failed." We all did fine on the draws for the doctor, but the written exam we seemed to suck at. We all go outside, and she calls us in one at a time to discuss the suckage that was our class. I was called in 2nd to last. One thing about me, I hate waiting. I'm bad at it. I imagine the worst possible scenarios, and am sure they will be good compared to what I will get.

First person comes out: She messed up the order of the draw, has to retake.
Next person: She didn't think the order of the draw was important, so didn't study it.
Next person: Failed the main test
Next person: Didn't know the heart
So on and so forth, gets to me. By now I'm a mess. Enough people came out with a fail, I was pretty sure I had passed, but still terrified. She's taking at least 5-10 minutes with each person.

My turn. I go in. She says, "Congratulations, you passed. Missed only 4 questions total. In fact, you were the highest score in the class. See you on Monday!"

So yay. I am a smarty. And even bigger relief, the higher you are in class, the earlier you can go on externship. And since I'm still not working, I would like to get to my externship as soon as possible. I can't believe the amount of relief I feel. I do hope the rest of the class passes the re-take. But seriously, how can you NOT know something will be on the final when the instructor tells us every day it will be there!
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Heh. Found this in a religion thread on FARK:

"Think of it like a movie series. The Torah is the first one; the New Testament is the sequel. Then, the Qu'ran comes out, and it retcons the last one like it never happened. There's still Jesus, but he's not the main character any more, and the messiah hasn't shown up yet.

Jews like the first movie, but ignore the sequels. Christians think you need to watch the first two, but the third movie doesn't count. Muslims think the third one was the best.

Mormons like the second one so much, they started writing fan fiction that doesn't fit with any of the series canon."