I'm setting off for a flight to Cuba tomorrow morning and I won't be back for a fortnight. You'll know when I'm back and be sure to check back at my userpage when I come back as I should be writing about what I did and all that jazz.

Brb, afk.

I want a theremin.

And finally...

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Vote five, review and I shall respond. Brb, b/ping like mad. Also thanks, Rohedin and Rummy0. I like flash count +1.

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sheesh, it'll come back one day.

edit: yeah, i can't be bothered to make anything in flash, even though I still have a great idea planned. I started it a month ago and I've only managed to do a day's work on it. I will continue it when I get the urge to animate again, though. I think that'll be soon.

I know you hear about loads of people complaining and worrying about how their parents are getting divorced and since I've been through that situation twice, I know it's pretty pathetic to worry about it but my mum and my current step-dad are, right now, in a situation where they might just be getting a divorce. Now, I'm not one to jump to conclusions but if they were to get divorced, my step-dad will then take the house and kick us out onto the street. Technically, since the computer is also his, he'd take that, too.

As some of you might know (as I would of told you), my current step-dad is a dictator, I swear. He has put a locked timer on the computer so it shuts down when the clock gets past 10pm and it unlocks at 7am on weekends and 4pm on weekdays - easily bypassed, though. Not too bad, I guess. Acceptable. Although, he has placed a tracking device on my mum's car and now uses it to completely check where she visits - illegal software, mind you. He uses the tracking device because he thinks she'll run away with another man - this leads to my step-dad being way too paranoid, too. Recently, my mum has been flirted with by a work colleague and I know my mum - she wouldn't run away with another guy until, at least, the marriage was truly over and the divorce was final.

Since my step-dad has been a complete cunt for a couple of years, now, she's wanting a divorce, and since he's too lazy to start being a supportive husband and think she's going bonkers, he's wanting to get away from her and in his mind, divorce is the only answer. Meh, he's no big loss. The thing is, as I said before, if they did get a divorce, we'd be moving out into a rented place and I'd have no computer for a while (probably a year or two). He's becoming so much like my previous step-dad who was abusive and a dirty playing bastard. (Leanne and Michael will know why)

There's nothing to do except to hold tight and to see if it all blows over and to see if it all gets sorted out. Even though I have made it sound like my current step-dad is a bastard, my mum and him can make a decent couple. I'm just really worried. If we're kicked out and we move into a rented place, I'd lose most contact with my boyfriend, Ragnarokia, and I'd lose the same amount with my fag-hag, Gagsy (until she ends up getting her phone sorted out but I don't exactly know when that'd be if the computer is taken away).

I'm really shaking, right now. The fact that this all might be happening before we go to Cuba shocks me even more. I will be relaxed if I see my step-dad on that plane with us as I'd know by then, that they're working on it. As I said, I make him sound like a complete bastard but he can be quite alright and he can work with things, but right now... I really don't know, I'm just scared. Any support or calming advice is completely welcome, I need whatever I can get.

In the end, if the computer is taken away and if we are kicked out of the house, I'll miss most of you guys. That's including all the people I talk to on MSN, all the people I have talked to and all the people who have left Newgrounds by now but I liked. Until then, I guess I'll be shaking all over but I will lurk around on the BBS and keep working at flash as I've still got an idea cooking up. Right now, I'm just going to try and calm myself with listening to music. Pendulum.

Tl;dr? Go fuck yourself, read it all as this is important.

I'm now writing a more detailed blog post than my previous about my trip with Ragnarokia to Edinburgh as I've got fuck all else to do.

We went for three days. The car ride was long, around about five hours but the hotel was lovely - it had it's own pool which we didn't use (BECAUSE IT WAS CLOSED DUE TO TEH AIDZ OLOLOLOLO THOSE SILLY /B/RUVVAZ, WUT WILL DHEY DU NECKZT!?!?!!??!) because when we had the free time, we were pretty bloody knackered.

After an hour of relaxing, we went into the city to go see a show and we went with Ragnut's brother, Dave. Cool guy, imo. Anyways, we went to see Richard Herring and his act which was called 'The Headmaster's Son' which, as Dave said, Richard Herring knows how to make his emotional life funny for us all but also make us feel bad or good whenever he pleases. Good comedian. I ended up buying two of Richard's DVDs which he also signed. It cost me twenty pounds and Mike ended up paying me back because it was his idea to get them. Not much, afterwards. Just went back to the hotel and called it a day.

Second day: the breakfast was nice at the hotel and we were about to start our morning with shopping at the mall nearby. Me and Mike mainly just went to the Zavvi (dvd/music/games/etc.) and I got:

Kasabian / Kasabian's Empire - two for ten pounds,
Damien Rice's 9 / Mark Ronson's Here Comes The Fuzz - two for ten pounds.
(this was with the money I was paid back with from Mike)

Mike got himself a lolly that didn't last at all long and we just looked around in the other shops. I saw some nice clothes which, well, just looked nice.

Afterwards, we went back into the city to go to Edinburgh Castle which was totally not worth twelve pounds for each person on entry, but y'know, it got us out and about. We got some sweets from the gift shop and yadda, yadda, most of our photos were taken there. (later on, I may be able to post one as Mike is going to send me it) This is the day when my nerves attacked my stomach and my IBS started to kick in. Not good times.

After this and that, we met up with Dave again, stopped off at a Pizza Hut (<3) for lunch and we went to see another show called 'Pappy's Fun Club' and I swear, these guys, in the future, will so be like the next Mighty Boosh. They mixed silly comedy with mad music and it just ended up being hilarious - great hour spent. Next, we were bloody knackered so we went back to the room, ordered some chips and Pepsi and we just ate that with the rest of our pizza we had. Good times.

Third and final day, hey, that's today: stomach threw a hissy fit and I ended up dying inside a bit. I ended up feeling much better after breakfast - even if I didn't eat - but we set off for home earlier than planned just to try and get me back as we thought it was most likely home sickness.

Anyways, after a few stops here and there, a few naps and yadda, yadda, yadda, I was home and I ended up listening to the new CDs I got. Hey, I also wrote all of this. Waaaaaaayyyyy. Expect a photo of us two together soon although it might be ages until you get it, if at all, so yeah, maybe don't expect it so much... at all.

Edinburgh was nice. The Fringe festival is nutty. We got a dvd signed from Richard Herring who is hilarious, imo. We also saw the next Mighty Boosh. As you can tell, I'm not bothering with detail, I just came back from the trip. I may make a read worthy blog post in a bit or summit.

New CDs:

My last blog post tell you guys about me fucking off to Cuba wasn't an official blog post to say I've fucked off yet. Sorry. Well, today, I bought some new CDs and I think I got a good deal, too:

MGMT's Oracular Spectacular - 2 for 10 pounds,
Pendulum's Hold Your Colour - 2 for 10 pounds,
Radiohead's Hail To The Theif - 2 for 10 pounds,
Radiohead's The Bends - 2 for 10 pounds,
Alexisonfire's "Watch Out!' and Alexisonfire - added up to 8 pounds,
The Hoosiers & The Trick To Life - 6 pounds,
Pendulum's In Silico - 8 pounds,
Adele's 19 - 7.95.

I did see must have's for next month when I come back from Cuba and two of these were The Ministry Of Sound's Breakdance album (some clever remixes in there, I reccomend it - includes Mint Royale's remix of Singing In The Rain [12.99]) and Nine Inch Nails' The Slip (if I remember it right, that's the album's name, if not, correct me...) and the NIN album also included a DVD and other bits to it for only 13.99.

Internet Sex Story:

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, Rick Astley was suddenly about to release a 'The Best Of' album until Chuck Norris jumped through his record label's doors and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Where can I find that cock sucking bastard that you humans call Rick Astley? I have been rick rolled for the last time!". Nobody dared to answer mighty Thor. He just got more and more pissed so he ended up tracking down Rick Astley by first finding his friends, then family and in the end, he was led to the one and only, Rick.

Standing outside his front door: "Oi, bitch! Come over here!" his mighty voice rumbled. His powerful voice was enough to shake the ground. Rick pissed himself and ran outside seeing a naked Chuck Norris on his lawn. "You see that, bitch!?" Chuck yelled while pointing to his ding-dong-willy-wang. He had gotten all hard and wet.

"I need YOU and only you!" he moaned and so Rick knew what he had to do. With his beautiful mouth, he started to slowly lick the head and cleaned Chuck's penis of his pre-cum. "I'm going down!" Rick says and manages to reach the balls in one suck. Chuck was impressed but even more so when Rick fitted his balls in his mouth.

"Aaahh, is there any more tricks you hav--ve u-u-up your s-sleeve?"
"My Best Of album has the Never Gonne Give You Up live performance at the Mets!"
"Aaaaahhh!!!"
With that being said, Chuck came all over Rick's face, chest and he pretty much white-washed that poor sod.

"Rick, I want you to fuck me good and proper." Chuck begged while he grabbed his ankles. Rick agreed to do so but without protection so it didn't take away the feeling. Thrusting faster and faster by the second, it was a matter of time before he came. "Fill... fill me... fill me up, Rick... we both want it..." Chuck suggested while being pounded faster and faster.

In the end, Rick came and ended up shouting "NEVER GONNA GIVE UGN YOU UGN UP UGNNnnnnnn!!111". He had filled Chuck's arse with baby batter - enough to feed the whole Navy. Rick had then spent the rest of the night cleaning out Chuck's ass with his tongue and afterwards, he invited him in for coffee and a nice warm bath.

The end.

Other bits:

Still worried while being excited for Cuba and I'm off to Edinburgh on Sunday or Monday with ragnarokia to see the Fringe festival which is a huge comedy show which stand-ups will go to to try and get big - Jimmy Carr and Peter Kay started there, so yeah, I'm sure that'd be brilliant, too. I can't stop being worried about something but that's really just my current mood to everything so it's nothing new. I'm alright, right now, though. My blog post is done.