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Victoria Foxworth's InsaneJournal:
| Monday, July 20th, 2009 | |
| 1:31 am | |
| Sunday, July 5th, 2009 | |
| 7:53 pm | |
| Saturday, March 7th, 2009 | |
| 3:57 am | |
| Wednesday, February 4th, 2009 | |
| 7:31 am | |
| Saturday, January 24th, 2009 | |
| 9:35 pm | |
| Wednesday, January 21st, 2009 | |
| 1:53 am | ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} city_limits Dear Journal...Hey, journal. So, two (no, make that three) weird developments: (1) Not only my film, but the characters me and Star portrayed apparently got equated to... You know what. Now, it might have been one of the reasons which compelled me to finally do something like that, but, really! Yes, it's still playing on my mind. Anyway, my li'l turn-let's really come into her own, just as I always thought she would. In fact, she's doing an awful lot better than me, career-wise, but... Most of our kind don't even have careers, you know? Not anything really artistic, anyway. Nevertheless, Bethany's determined to have me turn into a kind of fangy Doctor Ruth. I'm not sure that I should, though, because you just know I'd end up eating my own customer base. (2) Hannah. Ah, little Hannah... I remember her. We didn't have, like, a massively epic friendship, but she was there when I met Mallory and we certainly had some fun times together. However, she also died and somehow got resurrected. Not heralded by the accompanying sounds of ancient native American tribal chants and gathering throngs of occult worshippers, but a telephone text. Somehow, that suits her. I have absolutely no idea what to think about this, aside from the fact she's still somehow a waitress and what this could mean for the ethical metaphysics of reincarnation. I'll have to gather my nerve and find her, that's all. Maybe I could give her an entire chapter in my book. (3) Deanna left me a message. Yeah, um-hmm, just like that. No, "Oh, hey, Vicky! How's your book going?" Or, "I was speaking to Star and increasing the cohesion of our family unit and she mentioned you." Or, "I miss you, love of my unlife! Thanks for the new year present, I can tell it was expensive!" No, I'm apparently meant to uproot myself from Chicago, journey way over to New York and... Do something? I guess? Because, apparently, I'm her bitch. And, apparently, every time she does this, I just go and prove it. And, apparently, I've only got myself to blame, when it comes right down to it. Well! Maybe I won't! Maybe I should just stay right here and tell her to come to me! Maybe I'll just send her, like, a lump of old coal in a sock or something, in my stead and see how she likes that! Except then I'd fret about it and get paranoid I'm going to turn into one of those vampires whose maker abandoned them and... Well, get as self-conscious about my ability to keep my nearest and dearest close, as Deanna is about the dimensions of her ass. So, you know what? I'm meant to be her cherished little blood-muffin! I'm the film director and star! I'm the one who deserves some words of appreciation, every now and then! And now, I'm the one who's going to put her foot down! Until the inevitable moment when I'll cave into whatever demands she makes... But I have resolve of steel! I do! I'll use it! She'll see! Current Mood:  determined |
| Sunday, January 11th, 2009 | |
| 7:35 pm | |
| Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008 | |
| 1:51 am | city_limits Thoughts This makes the second time I've temporarily been made human... Kind of weird, huh? Not nearly as much fun as Hawaii. Except for, you know, the whole bombs falling around me part, at the end of it. I had to call Leah, at the end of this one. We reminisced about it for a little while. I think she still has that picture I got for her; need to check on that. Called Deanna, too, but daren't tell her about this. I'd never hear the end of the teasing. Star, I called, just because she's... You know... And I keep in contact with her, regardless, because of that. Not sure if I could risk telling her, but what the hell, right? If Deanna finds out, though, I'll know where from! On the bright side, it was at least a little more fun than my real school days. Rather disappointingly, I didn't get to keep the nurse's uniform. I remember having to throw a ton of stuff from Fang Noir away, but kind of wish I'd kept the one from there now. Just as well I don't have anyone to taunt with it, all things considered. Current Mood:  contemplative |
| Monday, August 25th, 2008 | |
| 11:53 pm | |
| Thursday, August 21st, 2008 | |
| 9:07 pm | |
| Friday, July 25th, 2008 | |
| 3:53 pm | |
| Thursday, July 17th, 2008 | |
| 9:03 pm | free_form2 Memories I'm in shock. That's what it is, right? Shock. When you kind of can't move? And, like, you need to keep doing things, 'cause you're afraid if you don't, everything's just going to fall down around you? And how you never expected it'd feel like this, but it does, anyway? Yeah. Shock. I'm glad Star left for her mom's before this letter reached me. I was sort of worrying how Mallory might take the film. I told her to try and ignore all the advertising for it. Heck, I even warned her there'd be some, because I needed permission to do this. And now... Now she does this. And my hands are shaking. And I need to keep thinking or I'll do something bad. I called her. Just. Before she got on the plane. That helped. Just. I think it's what she wrote. It just... It dredged so much up for me. I need to wait a few hours before I call Star. She doesn't need to sense me in this state. It'll go, anyway. It always does. Eventually. Deanna's here now. That's what counts. We're over our thing. And that's kind of weird, too, isn't it? Me and her, here in Las Vegas. Fang Noir, once again no more. It's like... A circle's been completed, you know? Back at the beginning, again. Except now the world's changed, like, forever. In a good way, I suppose. Always figured it'd be something like this, except with maybe a few more pyrotechnics - which, granted, we've had before. Several times, actually. I'm looking back on everything now. I've pretty much done it all, huh? Remade Fang Noir bigger and better than ever. Fell in love, which I'm supremely grateful for, no matter how rough the ride(s). Turned someone. And no, I'm not getting bored with her, thank you very much! She's my little dark angel... I'm going to come through with my promise and try to help her be everything I said. She's got real potential, that one. I even met with a Slayer (vampire-girl interviews Slayer; got to be a sitcom in there, somewhere). Gosh, now I'm even a vampire movie star! How cool is that?! Things I've still got to do? 1: Think up my next film. If any. I'm going to have to think about this one, considering the present climate. I'm winning the ambiguity battle, so far, but maybe I'll get another director in, for my next. 2: Continue the research for my book. Everything on the supernatural going through the roof, but I started writing this thing a while back, damn it. It will be finished. 3: 4: Find a way around this curfew. It's getting hard to find decent food around here! 5: Have oodles of sex, until I stop feeling sorry for myself. Because, y'know, why break the habit of an unlifetime? All of which is starting to bring me to the rather sorrowful conclusion of needing to have a vacation. I wonder if how travel restrictions abroad are. Australia might be nice. Hee! Vegas, Vegas, Vegas! Who knew I would've got to it, right when all the big stuff started to go down? Well, I've done my bit to transform it into a lesbian vampire paradise. I like to think my work lingers on. Yes, I do. I feel better now. Lot of memories, here. Know what I think I'll do? Try and visit some of my favourite places, assuming law enforcement doesn't catch me on CCTV. I've met a lot of people. Killed even more, I suppose. Gosh... I even went back in time. Which now makes me feel bad. Because I've haven't visited Hawaii, since then. Think I'll recognise a few shops? Maybe. Wonder if I'll come back here in fifty years or so, too. Hope it's still nice. I think it will. It's as if this place has a life, all of its own, don't you find? |
| Tuesday, May 6th, 2008 | |
| 3:07 pm | |
| Monday, April 28th, 2008 | |
| 7:31 pm | |
| Monday, April 7th, 2008 | |
| 7:35 pm | |
| Thursday, March 27th, 2008 | |
| 3:37 pm | |
| Sunday, February 17th, 2008 | |
| 1:37 am | |
| Monday, January 21st, 2008 | |
| 3:31 am | |