| Another survey! Woo! |
[Apr. 15th, 2002|02:19 pm] |
1. Are you male or female?
I?m the kind of girl that hangs with the guys
Like a fly on the wall with my secret eyes
Taking it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag, watching all the sin
Misfit, I sit
Lit up, wicked
Everybody else surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty words
[No Doubt - Hey Baby]
2. Describe yourself:
i'm searching for things that i just cannot see
why don't you don't you don't you come and be with me
i pretend to be cool with me, want to believe
that i can do it on my own without my heart on my sleeve
i'm running, i'm running, catch up with me life
where is the love that i'm looking to find
it's all in me, can't you see, i can see, why can't you see it's all in me
[Nelly Furtado - Turn off the Light]
3. How do you feel about yourself?
Kann man Herzen brechen
k?nnen Herzen sprechen
kann man Herzen qu?len
kann man Herzen stehlen
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck
doch seh ich dann nach unten weg
da schl?gt es links
Can you break hearts
can hearts speak
can you torture hearts
can you steal hearts
They want my heart on the right spot
but then I look below
it beats left there
[Rammstein - Links 234]
4. How do you feel about life?
Don't get my sympathy
Hanging out the 15th floor
You've changed the locks three times
He still comes reeling through the door
One day I'll get you
And teach you how to get to purest hell
You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you, you and no-one else
[Radiohead - Just]
5. What would you rather be doing?
I want to find me a carnival
Outside of town
A tilt-a-whirl set up
With a merry-go-round
Cotton candy fingers
And a snow cone mouth
I want to roll you in sawdust
Till they run us both out
[Melissa Etheridge - All the Way to Heaven]
6. Describe where you live.
the weavers live up the street from me
the crackheads, they live down the street from me
the tall grass makes it hard to see
beyond my property
hey man, this is criminal,
this hard line symmetry
of people and pets
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live
in shit town
[Live - Shit Town]
7. Share a few words of wisdom.
Oh, they told you life is hard
misery from the start,
it's dull, it's slow, it's painful
But I tell you life is sweet
In spite of the misery
There's so much more, be grateful
Well, who do you believe
Who will you listen to
Who will it be
'cause it's high time that you decide
in your own mind
[Natalie Merchant - Life is Sweet] |
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| Naughty or Nice? |
[Dec. 15th, 2001|01:50 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  weird | ] |
[Insert dilly's first and last name here]
Even after an "iffy" October, still has a "Nice" rating. Didn't eat vegetables and got caught sticking out tongue. Got parents really mad that one time. (Was it two Saturdays ago???) On the other hand, is kind to animals, finishes chores and almost always washes hands before eating. Should finish with a "Nice" rating if the manners are kept up!
( The niceness of my various loves and obsessions ) |
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| I love waking up to Sascha *giggles* |
[Dec. 11th, 2001|08:43 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  giggly | ] |
dilly says:
I shouldn't be walking around my apartment with all the window blinds up while I'm topless should I?
dilly says:
Hum.
a behemoth of an albatros: .rb says:
errr ... no.
a behemoth of an albatros: .rb says:
I am pretty sure it's "no", the answer.
dilly says:
Yeah.
dilly says:
and I overlook the parking lot
dilly says:
*chuckles*
a behemoth of an albatros: .rb says:
hehehe.
a behemoth of an albatros: .rb says:
flashing dilly.
dilly says:
wee!
dilly says:
ah, it'll give those poor German soldiers something to look at
a behemoth of an albatros: .rb says:
hehehe.
a behemoth of an albatros: .rb says:
"oh mein gott, what's that up there in the fenster?"
a behemoth of an albatros: .rb says:
"I think its br?ste, my friend!"
dilly says:
*giggles* |
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| o.? |
[Nov. 25th, 2001|02:59 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  creative | ] |
How sad is it that I have nothing to talk about but DS9 and fanfiction?
Especially considering that I'm moving to El Paso in 4 days. And haven't started packing. D'oh! I'll start Monday. When Mom isn't here to... "help". Ah well. Fanfiction makes me happy. It just doesn't make for much of an interesting LJ entry.
Wait! Esther and Laura were here yesterday. That's interesting. I forgot they were coming until they showed up, so I had to run into my room and put on a shirt and fix up my hair. I am the forgetful. I took pictures of Esther for her boyfriend and a couple of Laura at the city park, and then we sat and ate chips and Frankenberry cereal. The wind blew my coke into my lap. That was pretty cold. Then we came back to my house and Esther slept on the floor while Laura and I watched Cartoon Network. Laura drew a monkey on my back. It tickled like *crazy*. Bad Laura! No cookie. It's a nice looking monkey though. Too bad it's wearing off already.
Now, I'm off to read Garak/Bashir fic and write my mirror universe fic. Ta! |
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| I'm just rambling as usual. |
[Nov. 22nd, 2001|08:38 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  exanimate | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | vacuum sounds | ] |
I can cry at Buffy and puppies and fanfiction, but I can't cry about real life anymore. Weirdo me.
Anywho. I haven't started packing for when I move yet. 7 days. How could I forget, mom keeps reminding me. I need to pack clothes and writing stuff. My laptop's in the mail, so I should get it before I move. Looks like Dell might actually come through. Yay. I've got a bunch of stuff (trashcan, window cleaner, air freshener...) from the dollar store I need to pack. I'm putting it off. Why? I don't want this to happen in a way I guess. I want to move, but I was supposed to have six more months. I don't want to think about the furture because there's no reason to believe it'll be any better than it is now.
Which makes me think maybe I'm not so weird about crying about BtVS and not real stuff. Because when Anya asked why he thought that the other reality was any better, Giles answered that it has to be.
So, my other reality in El Paso will be better because it has to be. |
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| This holiday sucks. |
[Nov. 22nd, 2001|04:22 pm] |
And it'll just be worse next year. At least this year I had people to eat with. Even if we were just silent and tense and all that lovely stuff.
"It's these little times that help to remind, you're nothing without love."
~Jewel (and if I'm listening to her, you know I'm brooding) |
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| *reading* |
[Nov. 22nd, 2001|04:40 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  giddy | ] |
This girl writes the loveliest Garak/Bashir slash ever...
"That's precisely what I want. I'd also like-" Julian paused, then
smiled. "I want the man I fell in love with." He set the emblem down
and held out his hand again, empty; Garak took it. "If you can be
everything I imagined you were, then I will be yours."
"And if I can't?"
"Then I yell for my guard, Odo tosses you in the brig until I decide
whether or not I want to press charges, and this is as close as you
will ever be to having me."
*giggles* Oh, how I love Julian. |
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| Yes. Thank you. I'm weird. |
[Nov. 21st, 2001|04:45 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  awake | ] |
"Okay... before I become objective to be able to give this a good review, I'm going to do the silly fangirl thing and *sqeal!* because that was so wonderful. Bashir is so *awww!* and Tuvok is so *giggles* and and and, Tuvok/Bashir is so *weee!*" |
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| Time for some meaningless blather! |
[Nov. 21st, 2001|02:08 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | enthralled | ] |
I <3 Dirk Nowitski even when he has three bad nights in a row.
Not that any of you non-Mavericks fans care. But. Still. I do. I'm going to name my puppy after him if I ever get one. Well, either him or Nash. Nashy or Dirky-pie? Hm...
Dirky sounds like turkey. Yes. Turkey Pie.
Someone needs to go to bed. And that someone is ME!
Especially since I'm getting up in 4.5 hours... heh... |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 20th, 2001|10:30 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  bitchy | ] |
Av.
Were I you, there is one Lady of Spoilers that I would be kicking the ass of currently.
If not for the original spoilers, for the comment to you afterward. Can we say *rude*?
I thought so. |
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| Ever wonder why I'm not religious? |
[Nov. 20th, 2001|10:08 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  cynical | ] |
Higher Power: "Having a bad day... Awwww! Poor baby! Let me pile some more shit on you. That should do it." |
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| Why I want a puppy. |
[Nov. 20th, 2001|05:40 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | nostalgic | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | *sniff sniff weep sniff* | ] |
A few months ago, when I came home from school there was a puppy in my house. She was a little mutt with some rottweiler in her. My parents had been driving home and she'd chased after the car. I fell immediately in love with her. I named her Jajuka and I played with her and took care of her and scolded her when she was bad for 2 weeks. But my parents wouldn't let me keep her. We gave her to the people that live behind me. I cried a lot when she left and for days after. But, she lived by me, so I could see her grow up right?
Well, a few weeks after we gave her to them, I woke up one morning and looked outside to see her. The gate was open. The little boy was looking around. Jajuka was gone. I ran out of the house and searched for her for hours without shoes or any idea where to look. I've never seen her since.
She probably found a nice home with nice people in it. But I miss her. A lot. I can't stop crying whenever I think about her. She was just a dog that I new for a couple weeks. But I was going through a pretty hard time and she was the only thing that made me happy.
So, yeah. I hope I get Joy. I don't think she'll replace Jajuka, but she'll be there for me through *this* hard time and maybe I'll find a bond like that again.
[edit] I don't even have a picture of Jajuka. *sighs* |
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| Joy! |
[Nov. 20th, 2001|05:15 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  hopeful | ] |
I want this puppy for my apartment. She is tiny and she'd be perfect and I love her. She's half dachshund and half beagle. Cross your fingers for me.
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| Morning world! |
[Nov. 20th, 2001|01:00 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | lethargic | ] |
Gosh, I'm up early.
Well, for me anyway.
I'm getting really great reviews for my last fic. Perhaps I should write part 3. :) Cliffhangers are fun. But, even yet, I have not been threatened to finish it! Just asked a whole bunch. Mailing lists rock my socks like Patrick Stewart.
Yeah. I'm not fully awake yet. Can ya tell? |
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| My job is to shut up. |
[Nov. 20th, 2001|03:40 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | murderously giddy | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | John Mellencamp | ] |
Killing is wrong. Remind me that killing is wrong. Even if it's for a friend. Even if someone deserves to be killed. Killing is WRONG. Especially if you have to go way out of your way to get to the place that the person is to kill them. I mean, really, he isn't worth the gas it would take to get to him. Fuckingdickheadbastardcocksuckingasshole.
Gar.
GAR.
GAR!
This isn't even worth being angry over, but what the hell! It's fun. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 19th, 2001|09:48 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | crazy | ] |
You know. I have the attention span of... hm... of a Skids today. I was just really upset about something... like seriously... and now I don't even remember what it was. Must not have been important *laughs*
Writing T/R fic. Trip would be so adorable asleep. With his hair all messy like in the icon I'm using right now if your reading this on your friend's list. Awww! *giggles* Why am I in a good mood? I was just upset a minute ago about... something.
I'm clazy. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 19th, 2001|01:45 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | shocked | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Radiohead | ] |
I'm moving to El Paso in 10 days...
....
*panic* |
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| Sascha, |
[Nov. 19th, 2001|01:24 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  cold | ] |
I have not talked to you in *nine* days.
It is Monday and I hereby decree that you must go back to work. And while at work, you must chat with me.
Thank you. |
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