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Friday, May 31, 2002
Um. I was going to actually update Spike Can Kick -- you know, with that layout that I've been sitting on for like, six months? Yeah, that -- but then the computer insisted the disk wasn't formatted. *blinks repeatedly* I'm sorry, the fuck you say? I have used this disk repeatedly to move things between my old crappy computer to the shiny pretty Internet-access Gateway. I did, in fact, not twenty minutes before, move files onto said disk. So, um. Exactly how is it suddenly unformatted? Can someone tell me? Or is this one of those things where I'll have to have a partial lobotomy and start drinking battery acid before it can be fully comprehended?
Anyway. Two drunks are standing in the street, arguing over whether its day or night. A third drunk comes along, and the first stops him. "Hey, mister, can you settle an argument for my buddy and me? Is that the sun or the moon?" The third drunk shakes his head and says, "Don't ask me, I don't live around here."
...................thanks, dad.
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So, I'm talking to Des' friend Dave in an ICQ chat. Which is strange in and of itself as I haven't done one of these since the days of RNK, and everytime Des told me he wanted to meet me, I'd just instruct her to tell him that I was imaginary. But he's strange and entertaining and I like him muchly, and at this point its largely deteriorated into him scratching behind my ears while I purr.
Yes. Yes, I do believe I like him muchly, indeed. ^^;;
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Thursday, May 30, 2002
Y'know, aside from the fact that its just incredibly bland...I actually do like this layout. Which is scary, considering its just a slightly modified version of a Blogger free template. o.O;
It...really needs something happening, tho. *falls asleep looking at it*
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Um...yeah, pretty much, actually.... o.o;;
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Tuesday, May 28, 2002
Bored now. Thus, from Fluttergirl's LiveJournal...
TEN Movies you couldn't live without:
- The Crow
- Braveheart
- Run Lola Run
- Trainspotting
- The Usual Suspects
- Labyrinth
- Star Wars: A New Hope
- The Last Unicorn
- Ocean's Eleven
- Heathers
NINE albums that are important to you:
- "Made in Heaven," Queen
- "Live at Wembley '86," Queen
- "The Joshua Tree," U2
- "Painted Desert Serenade," Joshua Kadison
- "Disintegration," The Cure
- "The Spirit Room," Michelle Branch
- "All That You Can't Leave Behind," U2
- "Viva La Woman," Cibo Matto
- "Paint the Sky with Stars," Enya
EIGHT "bands/artists" you couldn't live without:
- Queen
- U2
- David Bowie
- The Who
- Nsync
- The Cure
- Enya
- the Edge
SEVEN things that annoy you:
- Sticky caps
- Homophobes
- Certain forms of internet shorthand (how hard is it to type out "you" and "are," folks?)
- The people who live at 3131
- People who can not spell simple words
- Anyone for whom English is a native language, and yet can not use proper English grammar, or anything resembling it
- Did I mention homophobes?
SIX of your favorite songs at this moment:
- "Living Dead Girl (Naked Exorcism Mix)," Rob Zombie
- "How Did I Fall in Love with You," Backstreet Boys
- "A Thousand Miles," Vanessa Carlton
- "Walk Through the Fire," BtVS Musical
- "Life's a Show," BtVS Musical
- "Without Me," Eminem
FIVE tv shows you watch regularly:
- Smallville
- Queer as Folk
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer
- Stargate SG1
- Alias
FOUR of your all-time-favorite, desert-island books:
- "Life, the Universe, and Everything," Douglas Adams
- "Lost Souls," Poppy Z. Brite
- "Drawing Blood," Poppy Z. Brite
- "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone," J.K. Rowling
THREE albums you've bought recently:
- Hedwig and the Angry Inch OST
- Moulin Rouge vol 2
- Assorted Nsync singles (oh...hush.)
TWO people that have influenced your life the most:
- My mom
- Jane
ONE thing you could spend the rest of your life with:
- To steal one from Fluttergirl, "A computer with (high-speed) internet access." Entertainment, artistic outlet, and communication tool in one handy dandy unit. Gotta love it.
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Des. The happy-maker. Ehm. Sort of. Generally. I sent her a most-likely babbling email yesterday, trying to articulate, because she asked, and then I got to talk to her for a while, and I feel better. Still sad, far too sad for my liking, but its...more of a level I can handle now. I don't know. I'm not good, I am self-aware and honest enough to admit that, but I'm better and at the moment, better is good enough.
Just wish I didn't have this weird sleep-walking feel today....
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Monday, May 27, 2002
I'm seriously tempted to change the name of my blog to "Angelus Errare."
Its kind of pretentious.
And bleak.
Suits my personality much better than "dancing Queen" if you think about it.....
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Sunday, May 26, 2002
I just want to go home. I want to be able to articulate, and tell someone, and have them understand, and not shove medicine at me, because it won't help, it never helps, and when I tell people they just get upset, and I don't want to scare and sadden anyone, but sometimes I just fucking want to TELL someone, and I know better, so why do I even think about it, and can I please, please, somebody, go home now?
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Beh. Beh beh and fucking BEH. Can we just kill everyone? Can we, please? I'll go first.
And why am I always on AIM lately? I fucking hate AIM. But y'know, as soon as I turn on my computer, its there, begging me to login, UGH, fine, just go away. Its stupid to have, tho, I only ever talk to Amelia on it anyway, and she fucking has ICQ, but she's never on, and lately neither am I. I log on for like, two seconds to see if Des is there, and then she's not, and I shut it off cause I just can't fucking deal with anyone else right now, and hello, Catherine, if you left it the fuck on, she might actually COME on and then you could talk to her, but oh, that would involve thought and effort, so nevermind.
And now I'm angry, and sad, and I don't know why, and isn't the entire point of taking this Sam-E stuff so that I'm not upset and in pain all the time? Fuck you. Fuck fuck fuck FUCK!!!
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Saturday, May 25, 2002
Beh. This is bland and boring and seven kinds of ass. Still, the colors are nice, and ITS NOT FRACKING JOEY. >.<
On the upside? Mel is demonstrating her godliness by making me a Version 5. *purrs loudly and licks the Mel-megami-sama*
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*cringing* Alright....how bad is it?
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Geh. I fucking need a new layout for dQ. Of course, for that I would need a graphics program of some sort, but fuck me, won't you? I'm sick of looking at Melancholy Joey. Don't get me wrong, I still think the punter is complete sex, but I NEED A CHANGE! I'm actually considering using one of those fucking free templates Blogger offers. Assuming of course that I can find one that doesn't make my eyes bleed. >.<
..................dude, maybe I'll just fucking re-upload version three again....
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Friday, May 24, 2002
Well. This kind of makes me want to lay my head down and stare at the pattern in the desk until I go blind and my brain melts. Fuck.
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I can't stop listening to the last few songs from "Once More With Feeling." O.O
Amelia needs to come over, and then we need to get oodles of Cokes and watch lots and lots of Giles and Tara centered Buffy eps and curse Joss until we're so hopped up on caffiene that we can bounce all the way to California and beat him with plushies. American-made plushies. Discount American-made ones. Of Carson Daly. *sniffs* That'll show him. The meanie.
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Thursday, May 23, 2002
You know things are sane when people send you ecards wishing you luck in kicking Joss' ass, and you spend the morning downloading songs from the BtVS musical. *lol*
sounds like sarah michelle gellar, "life's a show"
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Wednesday, May 22, 2002
Watched the Buffy season finale with Mel.
Joss Whedon's death and dismemberment to follow shortly.
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Tuesday, May 21, 2002
Geh. Tried talking to Des earlier, but the minute I got offline so she could call, all these fucking sales people started calling. What the fuck? The phone doesn't ring all day, then a friend tries to call me, and suddenly its urgent that the world get in touch with us that second? Eventually I got fed up and just went downstairs and got a late dinner. During which time the phone rang twice and I just let the machine get it....so ten bucks says that was Des. >.<
Wonder what she thought of of our generic, quasi-robotic answering machine message.....
sounds like ayumi hamasaki, "evolution (time is pop remix)"
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Monday, May 20, 2002
So, um. If I was a Barbie doll? I'd apparently have real identity issues. Because according to the quiz, I'd be a cross between these two....
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Sunday, May 19, 2002
Watched Planet of the Apes with my mom. Spent large portions of it peeking out from behind JuJu Bear. I shocked myself when I made protesting noises over a chimp being flung across a room. o.O; And y'know, Mark Wahlberg is a much better actor than I expected. I'm not sure if he's all that good, just...better than expected. It was a fairly cool film, all around. The senator ape with the bloated orangutan head still creeps me the fuck out, tho. Ironically, he was harmless, and had a fairly small part....
I fell down yesterday. Still feeling really cool about that. One minute I was fine, the next I'm standing on my outer ankle instead of my foot, and then I'm down, and whacking my leg in several spots as I go, as well as catching my underarm on the corner of a box. I came very close to having my skull make friends with the door jamb, and if I knew which of my chosen pantheon watched over the accident-prone I would be sending them offerings as we speak. As I'm rather clueless, I'll just say a general 'thank you' to the gods, and call it a day.
sounds like the jesus and mary chain, "head on"
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Saturday, May 18, 2002
Ok, see, this? The last one I'll give them as a no-brainer, but the rest of it is so violently wrong that I don't even have the words....
| You think of yourself as being peaceful, lovely, varied, and comforting. | | Others think of you as being smart, loyal, fast, and beautiful. | | Your relationships can be described as icy, distant, interesting, and weird. | | When stressed, you feel irritated. |
Take this test here.
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Friday, May 17, 2002
Eliza Dushku.
Black vinyl bodysuit.
Holy.....
What do you mean that wasn't the whole movie?
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Thursday, May 16, 2002
days till episode 2 :: 0 *insert gratuitous lightsaber noises here*
I Am A: Neutral Good GnomeBard Fighter
Alignment:
Neutral Good characters believe in the power of good above all else. They will work to make the world a better place, and will do whatever is necessary to bring that about, whether it goes for or against whatever is considered 'normal'.
Race:
Gnomes are also short, like dwarves, but much skinnier. They have no beards, and are very inclined towards technology, although they have been known to dabble in magic, too. They tend to be fun-loving and fond of jokes and humor. Some gnomes live underground, and some live in cities and villages. They are very tolerant of other races, and are generally well-liked, though occasionally considered frivolous.
Primary Class:
Bards are the entertainers. They sing, dance, and play instruments to make other people happy, and, frequently, make money. They also tend to dabble in magic a bit.
Secondary Class:
Fighters are the warriors. They use weapons to accomplish their goals. This isn't to say that they aren't intelligent, but that they do, in fact, believe that violence is frequently the answer.
Deity:
Oghma is the Neutral Good god of knowledge and invention. He is also known as the Binder of What is Known, and is the Patron of Bards. His followers believe that knowledge reigns supreme, and is the basis for everything else that is done. They wear white shirts and pants, with a black and gold braided vest, and a small, box-like hat. All priests of Oghma are known as Loremasters. Oghma's symbol is a scroll.
Find out What D&D Character Are You?, courtesy of NeppyMan (e-mail)
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days till episode 2 :: 0 ...WHOO!
Geck. Got woken up at 8 am yesterday to help my mother shovel mulch. I hate gardening. Once upon a time, it was just something I didn't understand, and really didn't want to. After having repeatedly been guilted into helping with it, tho....I despise it with a passion. Ugh. And my arms and back are agreeing with me. Filling, lugging, and emptying wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow is just violently not on my list of fun ways to pass time.
If I can get my hands on about eight more Cokes, tho, I think I'll be okay.....
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Wednesday, May 15, 2002
days till episode 2 :: 1
| Hey | It's hard to get to know you, but once people do, they're in for a wild ride. You had a rough childhood, and it reflects in your speech and mannerisms - you're focused on things like whores and crack babies, which fascinates people at first but may ultimately drive them away. Despite your somewhat depraved outward persona, you're a truly decent person who craves and deserves love and friendships. |
Which Pixies song are you?
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Tuesday, May 14, 2002
days till episode 2 :: 2
Nothing gives quite the same feeling of bright and sane as being very nearly done a skin and suddenly realizing that you have absolutely no desire to do the rest of it.
Fucking go, me.
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Monday, May 13, 2002
days till epside 2 :: 3
BWAHAHAHA! You can thank Des for me finding this. She somehow wrangled JoLa, the lucky.......nevermind. Still. Can't say as I'm displeased with my own results. Lessee...great smile, beautiful eyes, strong as shit voice, writes the most addictive shite, keeps lovely JoLa-flavored company....and of course, we can't forget that delicious full-body thrust from the L@MSG video...and the stage lick...and his tendency to say the funniest, most mindless things ever on national television. Oh, yeah. Gotta love the 'C.
Who's your ideal NSYNC sex partner? Find out here
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Sunday, May 12, 2002
days till episode 2 :: 4
Which Ayumi Hamasaki song are you most like? I got "Endless Sorrow." Never heard the thing, but judging from the title, I'd say its dead-on
Gah. Probably going to do an Ayumi skin if I can squeeze it out before my PSP expires.
I need to eat.
My brother gave my a shirt that says "I See Dumb People," which would have been funny and cool if he hadn't rolled it up and put it inside a monkey puppet to give it to me. >.< I am telling myself that he does not realize that monkeys sicken and scare me, and instead thinks I merely dislike them, and thus it is just teasing and not vicious and cruel. I am telling myself this, but I am not entirely believing it.
Happy Mother's Day to my mom, still one of the sweetest, kindest, most cheerful people I have ever met. Also a happy birthday to the aforementioned brother, who has now reached the grand old age of 32. I love you both, even if you do occasionally make me want to kick the shit out of you. ^^;;
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Saturday, May 11, 2002
days till episode 2 :: 5
*bounces* I talked to Des. Des called me. There was talking. And giggling. And yawning on her part, and rambling on mine. And she probably thinks I'm a boring, idiotic freak now, but y'know, some people like me anyway, and I talked to Des, and I liked it. ^____^
Ano...I hope it didn't cost her too much..... O.O;
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Friday, May 10, 2002
days till episode 2 :: 6
FUCK!
Dude, this is. AARRGGHH. Ok, so I have to go offline when two of my favorite people are actually on, at the same time, for a change. Fine, fine, it happens. Same old crap pizza we had last week for dinner? Fine, I need protein, give it. My fucking brother never calls thereby negating my going offline ANYWAY. Its cool, he wouldn't be a good brother if he wasn't annoying his baby sister somehow, right? My mother wants me to make a certificate to give my brother in place of a b-day pressie that hasn't arrived yet. Alright, we don't have that program anymore, but hey, I can fake it. Then, the same woman, who previously had reacted to my Julie Benz wallpaper with an amused, slightly startled "Well!" suddenly asks if there's a reason why I have a picture of a naked woman with her vagina hanging out on my desktop. EXCUSE ME?!? Vag -- where exactly is the vagina? Can someone tell me? Because hey, yeah, Julie-san is topless, but last I checked, that REFLECTIVE METALLIC GOLD BIKINI BOTTOM covered those genitals pretty fucking effectively. So we have a brief debate over Julie-san's exact state of undress, ending with me telling her she's blind and has a dirty mind, and her asking me again to do the certificate and leaving. Fine. Fine. FUCK you, fine. Only now, all the joy has been sucked out of the lovely Ms. Benz, and the wallpaper makes me want to hurt small defenseless animals. But that's okay, right? I'm on a Michelle Branch kick anyway, I'll just whip up a new wallpaper real quick, until I can find one I really like.
FUCK YOU, ITS NOT OKAY. I liked that wallpaper. It made me smile, and it was innocent, and it wasn't fucking *Nsync FOR ONCE and she killed it because she's gone blind and felt that it was time for her periodic flash of suck. Fuck you, fuck you, FUCK YOU.
.............well. I feel calmer now. Thank you.
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days till episode 2 :: 6
See? Mel and I aren't the only ones who know that Bruce Campbell is a god and that the Evil Dead movies are sacred. Yeah, yeah, get away from me, ya primates....
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Thursday, May 09, 2002
days till episode 2 :: 7
*grins and points up* How annoying do you think that is going to get? Every entry for a week, with that shit? Man, I feel for y'all. Not enough to not do it, tho. Anyway. More quiz results. *grins and points down* Now if you'll excuse me, I have a Michelle Branch skin to work on. *dances off, singing Eminem songs because anything that offensive has to be loved*
What Never Ending Story character are you?Yeah, Ceni did this.
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days till episode 2 :: 7
Which Star Trek character are you?
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days till episode 2 :: 7
Because I'm fucking looking forward to the immense ass that I know it will be, but dammit, its Star Wars and that's all I ever needed, anyway. WHOO! *headbangs to The Imperial March*
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This both pleases and amuses me greatly. *grins widely* I always thought Bye Bye Bye would make a great punk song. I mean, c'mon, its such a tell-off, "get the fuck out of my house and don't come back" song, how could you NOT punkifiy it? *bounces* Guess what KitCatt will violently be buying? ^^;;
sounds like michelle branch, "goodbye to you"
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See, now, I would've thought I was a cross between Ricky and Brian...only, y'know. With tits.
You are the epitome of teenage angst.
Find out which My So-Called Life character you are.
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I read Billy Gilman slash. *blinks* That is all.
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Wednesday, May 08, 2002
Ehm...I was playing around with a possible design for Omnitone for Melly, and well, I'm aware that this is completely ass, but hey, Mel, if you're desperate, and you want it, lemme know, and I'll send you the zip, okies? Otherwise I'll just add it to my pile of "Well, that, um....ew."
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Tuesday, May 07, 2002
If it helps any, Des....I'd remember and miss you. And I'd visit if I had the funds. Love the Des-chan. *hugs tight*
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I'm so weary right now. I just want to lay down and wait for everything to be over. Fuck this. I was okay a couple days ago. >.<
I want to host "The One." Its this insane slash fic of damn-near epic proportions, and I'm in love with it, and technically they don't need a host because they're archived at Nifty, but damn, it'd be cool if that had a site just for the fic, and god, I want it here. Its all kind of moot, tho, on account of I'm too chicken to ask.
Of course if we're being completely honest, there is one other fic and an author that tugs on my hosting strings, which I wasn't even aware I had. But "The One" is the one that tends to make me want to hurl things against the wall and then sit down and read the next installment. But, again, Catt-chan is a chicken-shit. There will, most likely, not be asking.
In other news...a kid Amelia and I went to school with is now in a movie. I don't remember much about him except his name, but hey, Carver kid makes good, go him. If you're wondering? He plays The Bodysuit. Um. Yeah. o.O
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It just occured to me what day it was. Hi, I'm a genius. Happy belated birthday to La-chan, who as of Saturday is a very old man of 23. It looks good on ya, baby. ^_^
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Monday, May 06, 2002
My Hobbit Name is Bramblerose Foxburr of Loamsdown. Um. Good for me? I...don't even have the strength.
I'm listening to happy pop shit again. This may well be a bad sign. Depends. If I skip past Digital Getdown, I still have a chance. If I actually listen to the blasted thing, then we're fucking in for it. Man the life boats, green-eyed bass singers will be evacuated first.
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Sunday, May 05, 2002
Y'know what I love? That vaguely ill feeling you get after eating something that you really didn't want. Eh. So, I've gotten sucked into looking at pics of the Vampirella models, cause, um. Well, Mel made me a button for skin me... using her favorite Vampi model, and can I just say, "yum!"
Debating putting contact info on the sidebar. On the one hand, I can't imagine anyone who doesn't already have it coming here, nor can I imagine anyone who might stumble here by accident wanting it, but on the other hand, weirder things have happened. Of course with my luck I'd get a bunch of teenyboppers emailing me telling me that Joey's gross and Lance is scary and what the hell is Queen and Justin's the cutest, duh! and then I'd just have to kill everyone.
On second thought? That's not that bad an idea....
sounds like eminem/britney, "oops! ...the real slim shady did it again"
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Saturday, May 04, 2002
A little something I found in a livejournal somewhere. I believe it was through This is Yesterday. Anyway, I thought it was shnifty, so here goes.
Choose a band. Answer the questions with lyrics from their songs. Des-chan sez "Queen" and so it shall be. ^^
1. Are you male or female? I'm lord of all darkness, I'm Queen of the night
2. Describe yourself: Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
3. How do others feel about you? Drop of a hat she's as willing as / Playful as a pussy cat / Then momentarily out of action / Temporarily out of gas
4. Describe your boyfriend/girlfriend/spouse: As a matter of fact / You're getting used to life without him in your way
5. What would you rather be doing? I want to ride my bicycle / I want to ride it where I like
6. Describe where you live: (Dreaming) So quiet and peaceful / (Dreaming) Tranquil and blissful
7. Describe how you love: You will remember / When this is blown over / And everything's all by the way / When I grow older / I will be there at your side to remind you / How I still love you
8. Share a few words of wisdom: No wrong, no right / I'm gonna tell you there's no black and no white / No blood, no stain / All we need is one world wide vision
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Friday, May 03, 2002
Scowling wilfully towards Autobot City, you're Megatron!
Look in a mirror and feel the evil. Then eat the mirror. You eat mirrors for breakfast. You are a badass death robot. You busted on Optimus Prime. You. Are. Megatron. Go outside and burn some animals, because you're worth it.
Which Colossal Death Robot Are You?
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Thursday, May 02, 2002
Yes, alright, I made my own blogsticker. Whaaaaaat? Melly told me to! *hides behind Amelia*
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Save me from the Blog Stickers.
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Wednesday, May 01, 2002
I like to take the quizzes....
What Ragnarok Online Enemy are You?
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