I am a monster. I am an upir; a bloodthirsty vampire-type of a creature. I will never kill again, but I have to live with what I did in the past. I am not a felon or in prison only because my case(s) did not go to trial in Russia and I received a pardon in the United States for my role in ending a major crime ring. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Ooooooooooooooooooookay…
Vampires + conspiracies + tracking-devices + money from secret medical experiments = Certified Lunacy
Please pay no attention to the previous post’s fictional nutbaggery. None of it is true. Regardless, I am leaving that post intact. The emergency room doctors can read it after I am done chewing them out for being incompetent. It’s bad enough that my handsome and highly functional spouse has been transformed into a drooling and quivering zombie in less than a week. This shit is the final straw. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Twentysomething Douchebag
The shrinks and I had a lot of heated arguments since I last posted here. We made a compromise. ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Ever notice how during holiday shopping, diminutive megalomaniacs seem to press all possible buttons on every damn Christmas carol blaring animatronic toy? Me too. I really don’t like the fact that I can’t do anything about it.
This website looked kind of blah, so we decided to give it a makeover. I called the web designer and she gave it brick siding. It matches the outside of our apartment building very well, and it’s a lot less distracting than the previous wallpaper. We also made a few changes on the navigation, and thanked a few people that deserved our eternal gratitude.
We hope you like what we did with the place.
Just giving you bitches a heads up! My old pre-Upir’s Mark blog shit is back online. Read that shit. It’s good for you!
Hello y’all,
This is the woman behind the curtain on this blog. Today is the 5th anniversary of Rasputin Catamite, the comic that started the entire Velvet Rasputin saga. To celebrate, the occasion, I have re-uploaded the majority of the original Rasputin Catamite archives here. The art and story is a lot different than what is currently on the rebooted version of the story, but it’s fun to look at how far the whole project has evolved. I still have some stuff to upload, but I figure that what I have here thus far goes a long way to rebuilding those old archives and acknowledging all of the people who contributed in making Velvet Rasputin what it is today. Let me know what you think of all the craziness in the old archives. Feedback is always appreciated.
Cheers,
Vas
Med Adjustment Hate
I did not need this. The shrinks were adjusting Dmitri’s meds earlier in the week. Today sounded like an insane Twitter stream from another dimension. He babbled incessantly and would not shut up. He explained to me that the ghost of a camel, or something like that was controlling his mind through the keyboard of the goddess. He claimed that an ant society is petitioning for connection to the human Internet, because Facebook overwhelmed by pictures of discarded candy. WTF!?!
Dissociative State Hate
Did I mention that my beloved started running around in the living room half naked, screaming even more nonsense. Yep… It’s one of those days. I took him to the doctor. They gave him a shot of Ativan and now he seems better. Actually, he’s passed out now, but that’s a drastic improvement in his case.
I swear! Every time they adjust his meds or take one of them away, this stupidity happens. I hope he’s functional soon. We were supposed to go out on a date.
I wish I could embed this, because non-embeddable videos make me sad. Someone kindly mentioned this kick-butt video in the comment section of this Christian Rock post. I watched it, listened to the music and I loved it. If anyone out there has more good Christian Rock suggestions, I’d love to hear them.
