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| L | Loud | | I | Insane | | L | Lovable | | M | Mystical | | O | Orderly | | R | Relaxed | | O | Outrageous | | S | Shiny | | E | Eccentric | | F | Fresh | | A | Accurate | | I | Important | | R | Refined | | Y | Yum |
Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com
| How to make a Enigma |
Ingredients:
5 parts anger
5 parts ambition
5 parts creativity |
Method:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of lustfulness |
Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.comOr the other recipe... | How to make a Enigma |
Ingredients:
3 parts pride
1 part self-sufficiency
5 parts empathy |
Method:
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of freaky |
Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.com| How to make a Mandy |
Ingredients:
3 parts competetiveness
4 parts courage
2 parts beauty |
Method:
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add crazyness and creativity to taste! Do not overindulge! |
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| 03:41am 07/12/2005 |
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Teh stupid....
"If that makes her happy, then once she's up here I'm going to sex her up till she's so happy, rainbows are coming out of her ears..."
"I had sex with a hat." "Were you alone?" "What do you think, I had a big ole' hat orgy?" |
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| 03:54am 02/12/2005 |
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At least I'm home...
They sent me home today, even though I haven't REALLY gotten much better. There just wasn't anything else they could do.
I still hurt, still have the cough, still feel like I've been run over and backed up on...but you know what? Now I have hope that I'll get better someaday in the future.
They had to put two different IVs in me. And they missed my vein about *counts marks on hands and arms* twelve times. Yeah. So I've got fourteen little holes in my arms and hands. And I couldn't sleep, so I'm tired...
I'm sorry if I'm whiny...but I'm tired and feel bad and such.
I really love you all, and want to thank you all SO much for your support. It really made me feel all warm and loved inside to know you all care about me.
I love you guys...you're my lifeline. |
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| 01:01pm 18/11/2005 |
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Okay. So my bestest best friend told me this. It's fucking hilarious.
First, go to www.google.com.
Type in the word "failure"
Hit the "I'm feeling lucky" button.
Check under the link to see if you get what I got.
Absolute Failure...
There's also the link my other friend sent me. It's so scary yet...strangely funny.
Turkey time...
Thank you, and have a nice day. |
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| 12:55am 15/11/2005 |
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Take my love. Take my land.
Take me where I cannot stand.
I don't care, I'm still free.
You can't take the sky from me.
Take me out to the black.
Tell 'em I ain't comin' back.
Burn the land And boil the sea.
You can't take the sky from me.
Have no place I can be since I found Serenity.
But you can't take the sky from me |
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| 07:16pm 27/10/2005 |
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My friend gave me high powered cough syrup.
Daaaaaamn....wtf?!?!
I'm pretty sure it shouldn't be legal...my room is spinning and the lights are dancing around.
It's all soooo pretty.
I've been seeing music skipping around my head and big purple teddy bears playing jump rope...
Waaaah. |
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| PROOF OF MY DORK-NESS... |
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| 12:15pm 27/10/2005 |
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On my tombstone, I want ...
I'm seriously thinking about getting a box, painting it, and dressing up as the Mac startup icon.
I dream in code.
I refer to "birth" as "spawning"...
Oh, there's about a million and one other reasons out there. |
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| 11:44am 27/10/2005 |
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Finally figured out what my costume MIGHT be...
Hehe...now, to assemble everything. |
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| Hey, bitches. |
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| 05:59am 12/10/2005 |
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Still tired, still sick, still in pain.
Slowly getting worse, I'm starting to think he's right.
I'm a stubborn bitch who needs to get her fucking ass in gear.
So honey?
Yeah...
You. Are. Right.
Not to mention, woke up to the bitches arguing today.
First with me, then when they lost me, with each other.
I screamed from the hallway, "WHY DON'T YOU TAKE YOUR LOUD ASS APPLICATION FOR FAMILY OF THE YEAR ELSEWHERE, I"M TRYING TO SLEEP!!!"
Oh, I do so crack myself up.
In other news, I've honestly had the weirdest dream I've had in a long time last night.
Gawd motherfucking DAMN it was weird. More later |
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| 04:19pm 10/10/2005 |
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Just wanted to take the time out to say....
Thank you, internet radio.
Thank you. |
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| 05:32am 10/10/2005 |
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I feel slightly dead now.
Tired, because I really didn't sleep too well.
My back, shoulders, and ankle still hurt because of the "fall" yesterday.
My head and throat hurt, and I can't stop coughing. PLEASE let me not have come down with anything.
I'm kind of spaced out now because of all of this.
AND I've still got to get my ass to classes.
The only good part is I get to see him today. |
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| 03:47pm 08/10/2005 |
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mood:  WTF is up with my brain? music: ...
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Strawberry Fields Forever, In My Life: The Beatles
Eternal Flame: The Bangles
It's Oh So Quiet, Hyperballad remix, I've Seen It All, All Is Full Of Love, and Venus As A Boy: Bjork
Amy In The White Coat: Bright Eyes
How To Bring A Blush To The Snow: Cocteau Twins
Hey You, Love Song, Just Like Heaven: The Cure
Are You Out There?: Dar Williams
As The World Falls Down: David Bowie
Somebody, Freelove: Depeche Mode
Bette Davis Eyes: Kim Carnes
Cloud Age Symphony: Last Exile soundtrack
All Along The Watchtower, She Belongs To Me: Bob Dylan
Because we thought it was cool.
Welcome to what happens when you sleep very little.
Love ya all.
Some more than others.
One most of all.
Oh, let me go away. |
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| 07:08pm 29/09/2005 |
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On another note, I really should try to get to sleep.
And
NEVER
EVER
read bad slash fanfic when I'm not fully operational.
Or at least fully awake.
Oh fuck. What I just read was...horrible...terrible.
A curse upon you, whoever you are.
Never EVER write about men's affairs again.
You're a woman.
And a sick one at that.
Laurie...
Dear?
I know you have my best interests at heart when sending me stories you've found...
I know you realize how much I like certain shows/movies/books/comics...or whatever.
But please PLEASE next time...don't send me something that will make me wish I were as dead as everyone's saying I am.
Have you READ it?!
Do it.
You'll see why I'm so freaked.
Now don't get me wrong.
What people do in their own bedrooms is FINE with me.
Hell. I only went with women for a goodly portion of my life.
This isn't about that.
It's about the putrid writing some people subject the rest of the world to.
STOP BAD FANFIC NOW!!!!!
I should not have to read about romatic affairs involving the words "weenie" or "ding dong".
The word "manwich" should NEVER appear out of the context of something that comes in a can that you put on bread.
"Boinging his boy buns" is a bad choice of phrasing.
I'll add more to this tomorrow.
If you've got your own bad fanfic experiances, feel free to share. Leave a comment. Or two.
Respond.
Together we can fight this. |
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| 04:07pm 07/07/2005 |
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mood:  pissed off music: Imagine, John Lennon
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Terror struck again today.
Tell the people you love that you love them.
Give someone a hug today.
Give someone change who needs it.
Love each other.
Smile at people.
Ask someone how they're feeling, what's wrong, how are you...and mean it.
Go to www.one.org
And please...respect one another. |
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| 04:02pm 08/06/2005 |
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Ah, shit. You try saying "vibrator" and "orgasm" and "sex toy" to your teacher. After he says you MUST ADD PERSONAL EXPERIANCE TO YOUR REPORT....
This should be funny. |
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| 10:15pm 07/12/2004 |
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YOUR LIFE____
they call me: Her over there!
sex: femalE
my first breath of air: September 11th 1985
age: 19
status: fuck off, I belong to someone.
occupation: being cute. ^_^
nationality: Not human.
____FAST FORWARD____
college planning to go: Your mom.
children: i want: Kitty!!!!
NOT looking forward to: Much of anything.
____PLAY____
feeling: Tired and my ass is falling asleep.
Music listening to: Nothing, just listening to people laugh at some idiot.
doing: Sitting here. Typing. Ignoring mostly (mostly) everyone else.
craving: ^_~ You know who you are...
thinking of: Maybe sleeping tonight. Or not. Who knows. Not really thinking.
hating: Mostly everyone.
____LOVE?____
love is: fun fun!
first love: my computer.
current love: pr0n!!!! ON my computer!!!
love or lust?: Love, hands down. WITH a touch of lust to keep it fun!!!
best love song: Meh, there's a few by the Cure, or Cocteau Twins "I Wear Your Ring"...
Is it possible to be in love w/ more than one person @ the same time?: It's possible to love more than one person. It's NOT possible to be IN love with more than one person!!!
true or false - all you need is love: False!!! There have to be handcuffs, whipped cream, whips AND love!!!
have you ever been in love?: Yep yep.
is there such thing as love @ first sight?: I used to not think so.
____THE OPPOSITE SEX____
turn ons: Sense of humor, kinda geeky, not afraid to be yourself, someone who is THEM and not EVERYONE...
turn offs: Sleezy bastards.
opinion on your bf/gf matter to you?: You know, it does. Shit. Just realized that.
are you the type of person to holler n ask for numbers?: Beg your pardon? ^_^
____PICKY PICKY____
dog or cat: I likes....both!
short or long hair: long..
innie or outie: WTF?!
sunshine or rain: Rain.
moon or sun: Moon
basketball or football: ...no balls.
righty or lefty: Yes.
hugs or kisses: Hugs, kisses, huggles, clingies, humps, snuggles!!!!!!
1 best friend or 10 acquaintances: 1 best friend.
bf/gf or best friend: can't I watch? ^_~
tv or radio: Radio.
starbucks or jamba juice: WTF? Neither.
mc donalds or burger king: Uh...neither.
summer or winter: Fall. Nyeh.
written letters or e-mails: Either or.
playstation or nintendo: ...I've got two hands!!!!!!!
disney or nickelodeon: Fuck you. Cartoon Network!
car or motorcycle: Motorcycle.
house party or club: Both. Who needs sleep?
sing or dance: Both!!
freak or slow dance: Meh, I slam.
yahoo messenger or aim: AIM.
google or ask jeeves?: Google.
____MISCELLANEOUS____
whats your most embarrassing moment?: Being alive.
what are you scared of?: Heights and stupidity being contagious.
what is your greatest accomplishment?: Still living.
how many DVDs do you have?: More than I realize.
last doctor visit: Couple of days ago.
last phone call: This evening.
NuMbEr .. :
of time you've been in love? 3
of girls you have kissed? Too many to count!!!
of times your name has appeared in a newspaper? 8
of scars on your body?: quite a few.
of things in your past you regret? *pleads fifth...*
DO YOU THINK YOU ARE:
pretty? In a dorky five year old kinda way.
funny? in the head....
hot? not particularly.
friendly? Not in the least.
ugly? When I'm pissed.
loveable? Um...*feels strange* Wha?
caring? About people who matter. Both of em.
sweet? Lick me and find out.
dorky? Hands down, duh.
FAVORITE:
actor/actress: Um...don't give a fuck.
least favorite day: Thursdays. Never could get the hang of em...
flower: sunflowers and roses
jewelry: kandy bracelets, sugar, those things I don't take off (know me, you'll get it.)
summer/winter: Didn't you f'n ask this already?!
PERSON WHO LAST:
slept in your bed: Boo.
saw you cry: Boo.
sent you an email: Kara.
HAVE YOU EVER:
said i love you and meant it? Yes, and I still do.
went out in public in pjs? yup yup!!!
Naked? it wasn't on purpose!!
kept a secret from everyone? Easily.
been to new york? Yes.
to california? Yes.
WHEN/ WHAT WAS:
last cry: Monday
last book read: CSI Companion
last phone call: This afternoon.
last tv show: Some British murder thing.
last thing in your past you regret? ...
last shoes worn: Big ass boots.
last cd played: Something with some pretty trippy shit I burned.
last thing written: notes to self.
last word spoken: Fuck, I think. Followed by You.
last sleep: Couple of days ago?
last im: This mornin'
last sexual fantasy: All the time.
last ice cream eaten: Strawberry, I think. |
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| 07:30pm 05/12/2004 |
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mood:  morose music: Loud.
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What if the world came to an end? Who would miss us? Who would remember us?
Nevermind.
It's not important.
I'm sitting here with the blood running down my thighs, because nobody can see it that way.
I'm sitting here with the tears running down my cheeks, dripping onto my chest, onto my desk...
And nobody sees it.
I'm sitting here, not even trying to cheer myself up. It's not going to happen. And what if it does? I'll just find something else later on to break that.
So why even try?
Why try to find a mood that's so easily destroyed?
Why do I even hide it anymore?
Is it truly worth it? I mean, maybe I just care too much about others to drag them down with me...
I'll just sit here and drown in my blood and tears alone, thank you.
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter anymore.
I've found what I'm looking for, lost what I'm looking for...
I look ahead and find myself still looking backwards.
You know why?
Because it's safer to live in memories.
It's safer to let that darkness take you.
It's safer, because you KNOW what to expect. Living through memories is like rereading a book. You aren't saddened, surprised, hurt, taken advantage of...you already know what's going to happen. Just maybe this time, when you read it, you're in a different state of mind, so you take the meaning differently.
Anyway...I have what I want. I just don't know what to do with it.
I'm scared. I'm hurting. I'm...lost.
I'm kind of naked. Except for that wall that I always hide behind, I'm naked.
Anyone were to ever break through that wall, they'd find me...
Dead and curled up in a ball; cold and naked; bared for all to see....
That's just who I am.
Right now: turning the music up to ignore the screaming on the other side of my door.
Right now: trying not to wonder what's hitting the walls as they throw things around and try to kill each other.
At least it's not me...at the moment.
Right now: trying not to think about it.
Damn it.
At least I don't have to worry about being bored... Just killed. |
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| 11:49pm 25/11/2004 |
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Yeah. I spent this day with family. Not my family, mind you. Someone else's family. It worked better that way. Anyway, I don't believe in fucking Thanksgiving. I believe in being happy for what you've got and shutting the fuck up over it. I find it hard to believe in such a fucked up holiday.
You know I'm right.
Some of our fuckin' ancestors thought "hey, this is a nice piece of land. Too fuckin' bad all these people that don't look like us are already living here. Hey, maybe if we give em' a couple of diseased blankets, guns, and really nifty toys they'll get the fuck out. No? Well, let's give em' the old fashioned eviction notice!!! Shoot em all!!! They don't LOOK like us. They don't TALK like us. They don't ACT like us, therefore they're weird and wrong and we can kill them. Hey, can someone pass the fuckin' turkey?"
Right.
Please forgive that little outburst.
I'm reading George Carlin a lot and realizing... yeah, I kind of talk like that, too.
Whoops.
Anyway.
Happy end of the stuffing random shit in your mouth day.
Whatever you wanna call it. |
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| 03:31pm 23/11/2004 |
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Here's the whole story as of November 23, 2004. I quit my job last Friday, but apparently I was supposed to work for another week. I, like the fuckup I am, said okay. BAD MOVE. It only went downhill from there. So last night (November 22..it was a Monday) my manager asked me if I was printing. I told her no, I was waiting for Katie to finish up with room 3 so I could take the group of four adults. Like I was SUPPOSED TO. About five minutes later, she turns around. I'd just picked up the ticket so I could take the adults back into room 3. She blows up at me, saying she thought I was supposed to be printing, like she told me to. What was I still doing out there? Don't I know what I'm supposed to be doing? I was just...in shock at first, then pissed. So I got snagged on my way to the back room by a couple who needed checked in. I was ALLOWED to check them in, and after a whole bunch of shit (read: they took a coupon that their friends had used, tried to use it, it didn't give them ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING for free, so they decided to not do it AFTER I'd already run their card through the machine.) I was able to go in the back. The other guy who was back there (and I realize he'd been teasing me ever since day one, buuutt...) got on my ass. I walked up to the front, told my manager there was something I had to do, clocked out, and went home. Just like that. So my OTHER manager calls me this morning (I didn't answer it, I didn't recognize the number) and leaves a message on my voice mail asking if I was going to be in for my shift today. I still don't know what to say, I'm definately NOT going to be coming in though. Fuck em all. Let em suffer. I know I did. I'm off. |
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| 02:32pm 18/11/2004 |
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Welcome my newest addition to my lil' clan...
I just adopted a baby one-eyed hamster. He's uber-kawaii. I named him Boo, from Megatokyo fame. ilovehimilovehimilovehimilovehimilovehimilovehim!!!!!!! ^_^
Yay, one eyed misfit hamsters!!!! |
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