Tattooed Millionaire

Bruce Dickinson's solos stuff is good stuff^^

How are you guys doing? I hope you're alive and well.

I am doing reasonably well, it's raining outside, and I'm in a jumper. I'm happy.

This chapter will contain:
-weekly news
-life updates
-story updates
-rants
-tags
-music related things
-tea talk
-bullet notes because I'm too lazy to write things down in full sentences.

Okay? Let's go!

To be honest, the only two things that were really exciting this week were D&D and I did do well at my orchestra concert on Wednesday. We playing an Eliot Del Borgo piece and we didn't fuck up so yay!

D&D was fun! I had a blast! I'm one of the two girls that are actually in the club, and I'm kind of a 'fearless' rogue, but I run away at the sight of something scary like an ghosty, even though my character is a half-Drow (dark elf) and half human. She's cute.

The other female in the group is basically a humanoid, a morph of a cat and a human. I call her the Crazy Cat Lady, a cat who hoards humans! XD!

Today was good, though. I made some gifs.

I can't help but to think the dirtiest possible. There goes the role-model, older brother figure I had in mind for the longest time. XD! Thanks a lot, Jane!

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I've been neglecting to do a tag, which HamoWoods and a few others tagged me too. Thank you, guys! It's the five personal facts one.

Un~ I am self-conscious about my body. Many insecurities, many problems, many thoughts. Mainly my thighs and my stomach. I don't like them. I don't like my arms either.

Deux~ Morrissey actually helped me find my sexuality. I guess you all know by now, I'm greysexual. Look it up, if you don't know. I kinda realise that I wasn't really 'attracted' to their being, like their physical body, and if I was, it was pretty rare. I was more attracted to their person, the things they said, did, sounded like, how they did the things they did, the music behind it all (females and males alike). But I'd makeout with my female characters in a heartbeat.

Trois~ It makes me cringe when people use improper grammar or when people spell my name wrong. It's 'Keira,' not the other ways people spell it. Or when they pronunce it wrong. It's prounuced like Key-ra.

Quatre~ I cry during or after most fiction books I read. I'm soft, I know. And I freak out when I see an alluison to something I know about, and everyone just things I'm crazy in class. There was this one time in history, we were watching this thing about WWII, and when the Churchill speech came on, I tried so

Cinq~ I'm a musical nerd. I just got into a musical called 'Jesus Christ Superstar.' It's written by the same guy wrote wrote 'Phantom of the Opera': Andrew Lloyd Webber. Well, it's a musical about religion. I'm still shocked I like it. Ian Gillan from Deep Purple played Jesus in the musical, and in this year's rendition, the Alice Cooper's playing King Herod! I'm so freakin' excited! It's on Easter Sunday, too! It's just perfect.

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Ranting Time!!! (I'm actually thinking of writing a book full of rants. Do you think I should? But for now I'm going to put them down on here. Please excuse my language, too.

So, I'd been watching some Roger Waters and Jimmy Page interviews, like I normally do, to get a chuckle or a smile out of me.

I was scrolling down the page, and I saw this rather rude comment. I'm just going to paraphrase it.

Jimmy Page is sick. He's not a good player, not even a bad player. He copies every blues man in history and makes it his own and is just shit!!!

And I'm here, trying to watch something to make me smile and then I see that. Like what the fuck, dude?! You're bashing out on one of the people's favourite players.

That brings me to the point, to two of basic rules of life. "If you don't have anything to say, don't say it at all," and "Everyone's titled their own opinion, but when you're opinion gets in the way of a person's enjoyment, keep it to thy-fucking-self!!!

Thank you for listening to that.
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I'm about to make some tea, because I'm cold. I was hoping to have some with John Deacon, Geezer Butler, John Paul Jones and Roger Waters, but I can't find Deacy or Roger anywhere. They're MIA. Jane? Twisti? Any idea where they would be?

I've actually been hoping to write something about this soft bassist meeting. And before you say, "Roger's not soft," he is, trust me. He's just a sad, angry, poetic mess. He's a nice person. He's a good person. Some people just don't see that.

Anyone can join us. It doesn't necessary just have to be bassists. We talk about things like life, not all music. We rarely ever talk about music. We focus on studies, people, the weather, books, and such.

And I have to get my shit together on writing stories. I said I was going to start writing more this year, and be more organized, but no! I'm not. I'm awfully unorganized with notes and papers and pens. I said I was going to write so much, and it's not done.

I will. Not try. I will get my shit organized.

Not today though. I'm too lazy.

I'll see you soon. Thanks for listening to be ranting. I thank you for reading this mess in general. You guys are the best. Remember to take your meds, smile, stay hydrated, eat something if you haven't. And remember someone always loves you. 💚It's Geez💜

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