Kaderin Triste's posts
Posted in Dragon's Den ~ Milestone BIRTHDAY Celebration!
Posted 7 years ago
Not a whole lot going on with me.
Just being a bit silly.
Just being a bit silly.
Posted in [S] OLD DONATION ITEMS [B] MANY ITEMS! COME! * NEW RIG ITEMS ADDED*
Posted 7 years ago
Haha...
Good plan! I have to say, bookmarked threads are actually way easier to access on here than on my main site.
Good plan! I have to say, bookmarked threads are actually way easier to access on here than on my main site.
Posted in What's your current post count?
Posted 7 years ago
At 113 with this post.
Posted in How rich ARE you?
Posted 7 years ago
At a whopping 469!
But almost have all the shirts, so...yay?
But almost have all the shirts, so...yay?
Posted in Count to 100 before the staff gets us!
Posted 7 years ago
Eighteen
Posted in Gizzie, s Treehouse (with my turtles) ^.^
Posted 7 years ago
Yay stormy!
I love storms. Moreso if they bring rain.
I love storms. Moreso if they bring rain.
Posted in Dragon's Den ~ Milestone BIRTHDAY Celebration!
Posted 7 years ago
*derpy turns and wiggles his butt at you*
(Possibly to show off his wings?)
XD
Lol. Yep Derps is a dragon.
(Possibly to show off his wings?)
XD
Lol. Yep Derps is a dragon.
Posted in Yuck or Yum?
Posted 7 years ago
Yum!
Beef pot pie?
Beef pot pie?
Posted in Gizzie, s Treehouse (with my turtles) ^.^
Posted 7 years ago
Save all your monies and become the richest person on Voltra!
Posted in Gizzie, s Treehouse (with my turtles) ^.^
Posted 7 years ago
Hmmm yes...point proven...
Lol
Lol
Posted in [S] OLD DONATION ITEMS [B] MANY ITEMS! COME! * NEW RIG ITEMS ADDED*
Posted 7 years ago
*gives Siipu some warm tea with lemon and honey*
Sore throats suck. Any idea what caused it?
Sore throats suck. Any idea what caused it?
Posted in Too Early for Chocolate Milk?
Posted 7 years ago
Chocolate milk all day every day!
Also, I never really understood certain foods being "breakfast foods" probably because my dad would make pancakes, french toast, omelettes, etc as dinner WAY more than for breakfast.
So really, whatever you eat in the morning can be breakfast food whether it's cold pizza, oatmeal, or a sandwhich.
:vanora_xd:
Also, I never really understood certain foods being "breakfast foods" probably because my dad would make pancakes, french toast, omelettes, etc as dinner WAY more than for breakfast.
So really, whatever you eat in the morning can be breakfast food whether it's cold pizza, oatmeal, or a sandwhich.
:vanora_xd:
Posted in Let's talk Dreams!
Posted 7 years ago
I kind of only remember snippets of dreams unless the dream was really bizarre or really upset me. And even most of those I forget eventually. Or at least forget part of.
One from my childhood that I still remember is this one:
In my dream I had been sleeping in the hideaway bed in my grandma's living room and I woke up and all the lighting in the house was dim, like it was just the street lights through the windows only it was all red. And I heard a faint noise coming from down the hall, possibly from the kitchen and I somehow just knew that there was a murderer in the house and that my family was all dead and they were coming for me. So I quietly got up and was going to hide upstairs because if I could get to the closet in one of the upstairs rooms I'd somehow be safe. But when I got to the doorway, I realized (again, I just knew somehow) that the hall carpet was covered in acid and the only way to get upstairs would be to jump from the doorway onto the bottom stair (which was actually something that was manageable but very difficult), so I jumped and just barely make it. Through all of that, I heard and saw nothing, but as soon as I get to the top of the stairs, I hear footprints getting close to the bottom of the stairs. I can hear someone climbing the stairs as I scramble down the hallway, trying the doorknobs, but they won't open. The footsteps are almost at the top of the stairs....
And then I woke up.
And then more recently. I had a dream where my sister in law was having a dinner party at the museum I work at and for some reason they have it in the attic and one of the dinner guests is just some snooty/bitchy female who is completely rude to me. So she orders a steak "JUST THE STEAK" no sides and I go down to the basement where they've set up a makeshift cooking station (they are literally using an electric griddle to cook on) and I place the order and then watch in horror as a tiny little kitten walks onto the griddle and just lays down and cooks itself. It kind of transforms into an actual steak, but I still have the knowledge of what happened. But I grit my teeth and take it up and serve it. And the woman takes one bite, spits it into a napkin, and declares it too well done.
And I run out of the room crying.
And then I woke up. XP
One from my childhood that I still remember is this one:
In my dream I had been sleeping in the hideaway bed in my grandma's living room and I woke up and all the lighting in the house was dim, like it was just the street lights through the windows only it was all red. And I heard a faint noise coming from down the hall, possibly from the kitchen and I somehow just knew that there was a murderer in the house and that my family was all dead and they were coming for me. So I quietly got up and was going to hide upstairs because if I could get to the closet in one of the upstairs rooms I'd somehow be safe. But when I got to the doorway, I realized (again, I just knew somehow) that the hall carpet was covered in acid and the only way to get upstairs would be to jump from the doorway onto the bottom stair (which was actually something that was manageable but very difficult), so I jumped and just barely make it. Through all of that, I heard and saw nothing, but as soon as I get to the top of the stairs, I hear footprints getting close to the bottom of the stairs. I can hear someone climbing the stairs as I scramble down the hallway, trying the doorknobs, but they won't open. The footsteps are almost at the top of the stairs....
And then I woke up.
And then more recently. I had a dream where my sister in law was having a dinner party at the museum I work at and for some reason they have it in the attic and one of the dinner guests is just some snooty/bitchy female who is completely rude to me. So she orders a steak "JUST THE STEAK" no sides and I go down to the basement where they've set up a makeshift cooking station (they are literally using an electric griddle to cook on) and I place the order and then watch in horror as a tiny little kitten walks onto the griddle and just lays down and cooks itself. It kind of transforms into an actual steak, but I still have the knowledge of what happened. But I grit my teeth and take it up and serve it. And the woman takes one bite, spits it into a napkin, and declares it too well done.
And I run out of the room crying.
And then I woke up. XP
Posted in Gizzie, s Treehouse (with my turtles) ^.^
Posted 7 years ago
I stand by my immortality theory.
:vanora_sun:
:vanora_sun: