pixelatedsadism@aol.com — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 04:02:18 GMT

Okay, so I was reading one of my mom's parenting magazines this morning (my brother was hogging the net, mmkay?), and I came across this little gem:

On an average day, a four year old will ask 437 questions.

I live with a four year old. I think that's a conservative estimate. Now, you may be saying to yourself: 'Tuesday, but...you ask a lot of questions, too!' This is true. But I never ask the same question twice, and I actually retain the answer, now don't I? Biiiiig difference between that and hearing 'Tues, is the moon really made of cheese? Fox said it was made of cheese.' 14 and a half times today. I say half because he got half way through it on the last try before I cut him off.

Also, Fox...you've got to quit telling Clover these things. I don't care how funny it is.

BAAAH DUUUUH DAAAAH....

pixelatedsadism@aol.com — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 01:56:40 GMT

I AM DONE!

Freedom is miiiiiine.

So long, high school suckas!

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pixelatedsadism@aol.com — Fri, 29 May 2009 04:32:17 GMT

I got chased by an angry dog today. Dunno what I did to piss it off. I was just walking along, then all of a sudden there was all this angry barking and it was coming right for me. Luckily, I'm fast on my feet. And I wasn't far from home, so I didn't have to haul ass for very far.

Anyway. It was exciting, but whoever owns the big white dog with the black ears should really see about keeping him secured. Because I'd rather not be mangled, thanks.

pixelatedsadism@aol.com — Tue, 26 May 2009 06:02:04 GMT

Basics

Name: Tuesday Blu Zane
Nicknames: Tues, Zane
Age: 18
DOB: July 4th
Occupation: Student and Bookstore Clerk.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Civil Status: Single
AIM: after mon b4 wed

Apperance

Height:5'5"
Weight: 127 lbs.
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Wardrobe: Colorful and casual. She'll jump from jeans and tees to bright flowing skirts and hemp bracelets, although most of the time it's a happy combination of the two. She's obviously a flower child at heart, but it's tempered by a lot of modern fashion fads.

Personality

Introvert/Extrovert: Extrovert
Pessimist/Optimist: Optimist
Faith: Agnostic
Phobias/Fears: Accidentally catching herself on fire, people whispering when she walks by, large crowds, PETA protesters.
Drinks/Smokes: Drinks tea, smokes weed.
Positive Traits: cheerful, honest, open, easily amused, talkative, engaging, healthy.
Negative Traits: flighty, easily distracted, self-conscious, insecure (has a need to be validated).
Strengths: creating things out of junk, making friends, keeping people amused.
Weaknesses: focusing, public speaking, listening, making her own decisions, small animals.

Brief Summary: pending

History

Family: Sunny Zane (mother, age 39)
Eric Zane (father, age 40)

Fox Zane (brother, age 16)
Clover Zane (brother, age 4)

Brief Summary: Tuesday Zane was a product of two misguided love children who were about a decade too late for the whole peace and love scene. They got married a few months after Sunny found out she was pregnant. In the flighty sort of way that they did everything, the Zane's took all of Eric's inheritance and invested it in a farm. Thing went pretty well for them. They grew a lot of their own fruits and vegetables, selling them at a farmer's market in town. Sunny was also fairly crafty, and supplemented their income by making everything from woven baskets to needlepoint pillows. They lived outside of town, ignoring the talk of the 'weird hippie people'. Their life was as peachy keen as they could want it to be. Other people's negativity was so out of place.

A few years after Tuesday was born came Fox. Tuesday is still convinced that he was put on this planet to drive her insane. She was like her mother in so many ways, oblivious and creative, fun loving and easily distracted. Fox seemed to want to take a more 'normal' path. Oh, he still helped out on the farm, doing all the chores that came along with the lifestyle, but he never seemed particularly happy. Tuesday, on the other hand, loved her life. They lived on a farm, with goats and chickens and everything. When their chores were done, they could run around all over the place, swim in the pond or climb trees. She didn't see what he was complaining about. Just because the other kids in town called them weird and made fun of their clothes didn't mean that they shouldn't be proud about the way they lived.

She'd been right on the cusp of puberty when things changed. Her parents fell on hard times. The odd jobs her father took could no longer support them, and they were all out of money from savings. In a desperate attempt to keep a roof over their heads, Eric Zane sold the farm and packed up his family. They moved to an island off the coast of South Carolina, where Sunny used what was left of their money, plus a bit of a loan, to open up a gift shop. It was an instant hit, both with tourists and locals alike. Her father took a job as well, working on one of the fishing docks. It wasn't the life they had known, but it seemed to work out okay for them. Tuesday was miserable at first, but living with the ocean so close was a fair trade for having to leave the farm. She learned to surf, got a decent tan, and went on with her life.

High school was an interesting time for her. Sunny had another kid, a boy they named Clover, which took up a lot of her parents time. Tuesday had been diagnosed with an attention disorder, though she didn't let that upset her. So what if maybe she had a little trouble focusing. That wasn't her fault! People should talk louder, or wave colored flags, or something. Tuesday was more likely to be found with headphones in her ears, bopping to the beat, than she was paying attention to a lecture. She spent a lot of time in detention, though again, it didn't phase her. She took everything as it came, only interested in doing what made her happy for the moment. When she turned seventeen, she finally managed to get, and hold, a job at the local bookstore. It wasn't the most interesting employment on the planet, but they didn't fire her for getting distracted by pretty pictures.

It was a few months in to her senior year when Tuesday noticed something had changed. She could remember everything. Everything that she'd read, or seen...it was all still there. All she had to do was think about a moment in time, and she could pull everything up perfectly, exactly the way it had been, complete with audio. Thinking that she was losing her mind, she went to a co-worker, Nick Lahiri. He had the bright idea that everyone else on the island was just getting dumber, which made perfect sense to her. That was the last she really thought of it. In a little over a semester, she turned her GPA around, eventually rivaling the brilliant Alvin Alkeinos for his spot at the top of the class. That didn't make him particularly happy. Tuesday, however, was glad that for once she got to be the smart kid.

Powers

Enhanced Memory - Tuesday can quickly absorb and maintain great amounts of information. She remembers everything she reads automatically, and can perfectly recall sights or sounds if she's focused on them. If she's paying enough attention, she can retain all sorts of useless information from a scene, such as how many steps someone took to cross a room, or how long they paused between words.

At the moment, there seems to be no limit to how much information her brain can store. As she learns more, however, this may change.

Lines

Best Friend: Nick Lahiri
Arch Nemisis: Alvin Alkeinos Jr.
Friends: Savannah Brodsky
Enemies: Not a one.
Co-workers: Nick Lahiri

Player

Name: Rae
AIM: BetOnRoulette
Timezone: Central
Journal: snerk

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ZANE, Tuesday

BAAAH DUUUUH DAAAAH....

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