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| | Friday, June 2nd, 2006 | | 11:57 am |
FRIENDS CUT  I've been away from lj for awhile, at that evil site known as myspace. But I miss my lj, and am coming back. However, a lot has happened at lj in my absence, and many friends have also trailed off to other sites. I could go through all my friends' pages to see who's disappeared, but that would take a long time. Instead, I'm going to do this: Today is Friday night June 2nd. I'm going to give everyone a week to respond to this, and then I will cut anyone who hasn't. {If you read this after a week, don't worry, you can still respond and I'll re~add you once I get your comment}. You don't have to ask to be kept, just say hi, tell me who you are {myspace has confused a lot of things because first names are used there}, and maybe what community or whatnot I met you through. This post is public, so you don't need to reveal any private info. Everyone who responds will be kept or re~added. If you are new and would like to be added, send me a salute {digital picture of yourself holding a sign with your username} in comments. | | Saturday, February 11th, 2006 | | 5:11 pm |
awww! thank you to whoever sent me the virtual rose : ) | | Monday, February 6th, 2006 | | 11:13 pm |
I Need Surveys, Please!
i need surveys. you know, those email surveys where you answer questions about yourself? i need those. not the same old ones that have all the same questions, but unique ones. not too sexual - they're going on myspace, which is fairly public. and if anyone has the itunes survey, that'd be great! thx! Current Mood: bored | | Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 | | 2:08 pm |
| | Saturday, January 14th, 2006 | | 3:01 pm |
- California is the biggest exporter of Karen_Walker in the world.
- Wearing headphones for an hour will increase the amount of Karen_Walker in your ear 700 times.
- In the Great Seal of the United States the eagle grasps 13 arrows and Karen_Walker.
- It is bad luck to light three cigarettes with the same Karen_Walker!
- Karen_Walker can fly at an average speed of fifteen kilometres an hour.
- During severe windstorms, Karen_Walker may sway several feet to either side.
- The porpoise is second to Karen_Walker as the most intelligent animal on the planet!
- Karen_Walker can smell some things up to six miles away.
- Americans discard enough Karen_Walker to rebuild their entire commercial air fleet every 3 months.
- Karen_Walker can pollinate up to six times more efficiently than the honeybee.
| | Monday, January 9th, 2006 | | 3:00 pm |
birthday poem There are so many of us in New York, you know. We're the ones in bed early, with mud masks on our face and dozens of unused candles around the room.
Hypnotized, we dive into potato chip bags and keep eating until Ted Koppel's finished talking about whatever he's talking about.
Birthdays aren't a big deal. We try not to make a fuss because every year we get closer to 30, closer to not having, never having the husband and baby we swore we'd have by now.
We organize our closets, make pesto, hem skirts, keep a journal and read-a lot. We have rented every goddamn movie at Blockbuster.
We walk by Baby Gap and get a pain in our chest.
We start looking at our best friends and think, hey, why not -at least I know what she likes in bed.
We know how to make really good chili but it always tastes funny when we eat it alone.
We sneeze and there is no one to bless us.
The hardest part is the music, the songs that pour out of elevators and taxis, with voices that crawl between our ears and say "This one's about you, babe. This one's all about you."{Us.Nicole Blackman} Current Mood: restless | | Sunday, January 1st, 2006 | | 6:20 pm |
Current Mood: hungry | | Sunday, December 18th, 2005 | | 11:17 pm |
My favourite christmas movie is While You Were Sleeping. What's yours? Current Mood: cold | | Wednesday, December 14th, 2005 | | 12:36 pm |
i fucking hate the holidays. doesn't everyone? last year wasn't like this. i didn't want to be with bill anymore, but at least it was something. someone there. i was supposed to go to maui's tonight. cuddle and watch lots of lost, veronica mars, and wonderfalls. spend the night. but he's a mgr at a theatre, and king kong is being released tonight. so he's gotta work. so i'm having dinner with robert. robert, who i don't like, and am not really attracted to. but he's paying. and it's better than sitting home alone. this guy from myspace wants to get together for lunch. we've never really talked. just added the other day. we'll probably have nothing in common. or he'll try to kill me. whatever. i'm considering it. Current Mood: lethargic | | 11:49 am |
my christmas list
all i want for christmas, is a man with confidence a good job a good car who dresses well has good hair a small waist hard muscles smells good isn't clingy but pays attention likes public displays of affection and sarcasm loves movies and tv isn't obsessed with classic rock and loves me is that too much to ask? apparently, it is. | | 11:16 am |
What could you possibly see in me? Is it my soul hung out to dry? I think my dysfunctional family Has shaped it throughout my life What could you possibly like in me?Do you like my ability to bend? I think my fear of intimacyHas shaped the time we've spent No, it's not you, it's me And it's not us, it's them And it's not her. It's the way she moves youBut she kisses harder then me I always looked in through your glasses But all I could see Was the specter of me reflected The empty shell of meWhat could you possibly love in me? Is it the way I wear my smileIt hangs from the tip of my tongue you see Oh, this might take awhile... And it's not you, it's me And it's not us, it's them Sure it's not her. It's just the way she moves you. But she kisses harder then me I tried to look through your glasses But all I could see Is the specter of me reflected The empty shell of me Current Mood: discontent | | Tuesday, December 13th, 2005 | | 1:30 am |
Re: Christmas Cards
to whom it may concern: i am horrible with snail mail. it's nothing personal. i don't give out info to get xmas cards, because i'm sorry, but you'll never get one back from me. if i think about it, i might send an e-card. but i'll probably forget to send that, too. i still have piles of thank you cards in a box never sent after my hs graduation party - from 1998. so it's not that i don't like christmas cards. it's not that i don't like you. happy christmas, anyway! | | Monday, December 12th, 2005 | | 11:22 pm |
best part of the mall during christmas season? HICKORY FARMS IS BACK! : ) Current Mood: i heart cheese | | Tuesday, December 6th, 2005 | | 12:54 am |
if you're sick, stay away from me. i use my sick days only for hangovers and soap opera weddings. ~ kate, drew carey Current Mood: amused | | Thursday, December 1st, 2005 | | 8:41 pm |
i just saw kenny aka BUUUD from the cosby show on an MGD commercial. HA! Current Mood: amused | | 3:22 pm |
A lot has been said about how to prevent rape. Women should learn self-defense. Women should lock themselves in their houses after dark. Women shouldn't have long hair and women shouldn't wear short skirts. Women shouldn't leave drinks unattended. Fuck, they shouldn't dare to get drunk at all. Instead of that bullshit, how about: If a woman is drunk, don't rape her. If a woman is walking alone at night, don't rape her. If a women is drugged and unconscious, don't rape her. If a woman is wearing a short skirt, don't rape her. If a woman is jogging in a park at 5 a.m., don't rape her. If a woman looks like your ex-girlfriend you're still hung up on, don't rape her. If a woman is asleep in her bed, don't rape her. If a woman is asleep in your bed, don't rape her. If a woman is doing her laundry, don't rape her. If a woman is in a coma, don't rape her. If a woman changes her mind in the middle of or about a particular activity, don't rape her. If a woman has repeatedly refused a certain activity, don't rape her. If a woman is not yet a woman, but a child, don't rape her. If your girlfriend or wife is not in the mood, don't rape her. If your step-daughter is watching TV, don't rape her. If you break into a house and find a woman there, don't rape her. If your friend thinks it's okay to rape someone, tell him it's not, and that he's not your friend. If your "friend" tells you he raped someone, report him to the police. If your frat-brother or another guy at the party tells you there's an unconscious woman upstairs and it's your turn, don't rape her, call the police and report him as a rapist. Tell your sons, god-sons, nephews, grandsons, and sons of friends that it's not okay to rape someone. Don't just tell your women friends how to be safe and avoid rape. Don't imply that she could have avoided it if she'd only done/not done x,y or z. Don't imply that it's in any way her fault. Don't let silence imply agreement when someone tells you he "got some" with the drunk girl. Don't perpetuate a culture that tells you that you have no control over or responsibility for your actions. You can, too, help yourself. If you agree, repost it. It's that important. | | Wednesday, November 30th, 2005 | | 2:41 pm |
HAHA A musical director was having a lot of trouble with one drummer. He talked and talked and talked with the drummer, but his performance simply didn't improve.
Finally, before the whole orchestra, he said, "When a musician just can't handle his instrument and doesn't improve when given help, they take away the instrument, give him two sticks, and make him a drummer."
A stage whisper was heard from the percussion section: "And if he can't handle even that, they take away one of his sticks and make him a conductor."{yes, i'm a percussionist : P Current Mood: amused | | Monday, November 28th, 2005 | | 8:33 pm |
i heart veronica/logan. i really really do. <~~~ love my new icon. {yes, you can steal it w/ credit. kthx}. | | Sunday, November 27th, 2005 | | 11:37 pm |
i do not like the mango jelly bellies. i do not. however, the peanut butter ones are surprisingly pleasant. |
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