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Saturday, September 28, 2002
Whoo! The parentals return with shiny eyes, and smiles, and fun stories and pretty pretty postcards, and oh, hey, pressies, and thank the gods, food shopping!
And now we are all very worn out and I want only to hug mommy lots and work on my *Nsync video CD, and plot the ooh-pretty next version of bAoi.
sounds like kelly clarkson, "before your love"
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Friday, September 27, 2002
Yummies at skin me...! Go! Rejoice! I'm going to sleep now, before I make myself sick(er). Ack.
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I have this odd urge to make a desktop graphics site called "Copen Mechanisms." Because I was raised on bad puns, and I'm a Thesaurus slut, and well, bAoi has always had a sick blue theme going, anyways. Also, I think I'd be nice to have a desktop graphics site.
However, five wallpapers and two icons don't really warrant an entire site. And, um. I don't really like the idea of having open submissions, cause I just know some fourteen year old O-Town fan would submit something that made my retinas bleed, and then proceed to slander my name all over the net when I went, "oh, honey...no." And I don't mind bAoi being unpopular. I wouldn't mind if people I didn't know came and signed the guestbook, but I honestly do it for me, and a kind word from my friends now and then is really more than enough. But being the domain that no one knows, is a hell of a lot different than being hated because you have standards....however skewed they may be.
........oh, hey, look, I rambled again.
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Tired now. Just got done vacuuming three levels, cleaning out and scrubbing down the inside and outside of the fridge, and washing all the surfaces in the kitchen. Can't remember if I'm supposed to mop, too, or not, but I'm not going to, and you can't make me. Need to eat, need to shower. Need a nap, because I've been up since 2-fucking-am. And I'm saying fuck all and spending the last thirty dollars on dinner tonight because I did this all with a sinus headache, and I earned it.
For once.
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Thursday, September 26, 2002
I'm so uplifting sometimes, aren't I? *attempts to kick dirt over last entry* I'd delete the fucking thing, but I hate the idea of doing that much typing for nothing.
Also? Its all true.
I'm feeling a little better, tho, or attempting to. Talked to Des. Finished off the Chinese. Recieved the last of my goodies in the mail (Rent! Joey! Rent!Joey!). Unfortunately, my sinuses are currently channeling Carrottop, and I'm depressed for no good reason, and I still have housework to do before the parentals return Saturday. Really not feeling up to it, but really must do. ............you guys do realize I'm going to wind up *Nsyncifying something, right?
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I'm thinking of closing Sacrificial Pizza. Between the blog, the lj, and the writing site...it doesn't really have a point. The only truly unique parts to it are my lists, which I could, technically, put in CIW's miscellaneous section. And the only time I update it is when I change the layout, really. Also? Never been all that keen on having a site just about me (which would probably be why it doesn't really get updated).
I may end up killing IHOPT, too, since I haven't touched that in forever, and when I decided to actually do something with it last night, it became very apparent that I had lost most of my Tarou images. I don't even know how that fucking happened, or when.
Which means Spike Can Kick would be my only living fansite. That saddens me, because fansites are what got me into doing sites in the first place, and I like them, I like doing them, only I don't really touch SCK much cause Freeservers has become evil. Which means, if its going to live, it has to come here, which I didn't really want, but I can't afford another domain, and yes, Amel has it mirrored at FroSo, but I can't get to it there, and I'm honestly the only person who works on it at all, so I need to be able to get to it if its going to stick around.
And of course, what I'd really like to do is actually do one fo the sites I'd always planned/dreamed of doing. In particular Queerest of the Queer, or As You Are, or Sterling Silver, or oh-gods-I'd-love-to-but-won't, actually getting in touch with the authors and hosting The One. *sighs* But QotQ and AYA were joint conceptions, and are thus joint sites in my head, and Amel and I are almost never on together anymore. And SS...I don't know if I feel the Miki strongly enough for that. I think my Utena tank has been running on empty for some time now. Which leaves the site I'm far too much of a coward to actually do. Bah.
I should just shut down everything and save everyone a lot of time and money and angst and go slowly, quietly mad from boredom. Fuck.
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Tuesday, September 24, 2002
Whee! Winds -- er, gentle breezes of change drift through the homestead. *shrugs* I'm pleased about it, anyways. I have a vague idea for a layout. And now is the time of my Rentification, apparently, so I might as well go with it.
Also? Gingerbread cupcakes. Mmmm...giiiiiiingerbread....
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Sunday, September 22, 2002
Y'know, I think Amelia and I both need one of these:
Its a bird! Its a plane! Its....RENT COW! *snickers*
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Saturday, September 21, 2002
This song is fucking killing me. But I had to download it, yo, it gets used in so many fucking fics, and...it was driving me nuts. And now it is my death, so, yay.
Got a postcard from the folks. Yellowstone National Park. I love how my mom signs "Love, Mom & Dad" like I don't know that the handwriting and the joy are entirely hers. Still, y'know. She's awesome. Miss her. Don't miss him, but what can you do, they're a set.
Alright, now I'm just annoying and depressing. Kill it.
sounds like garth brooks, "the dance"
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You know its good when you're so tired that you actually find yourself thinking, "Wow. I'm tired."
Um. Changed the desktop cap. Have Joey belly-dancing on tape, so goodness there. Am just mad-ass fucking tired. And yet, I would stay up for another chapter of "Complicate Me." God, I'm a fandom whore. Idiotic fucking fandom whore.
sounds like rent, ob.c., "la vie boheme"
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Friday, September 20, 2002
This should be mine, because pretty, and oh, hey, it has my name.
I'm playing the "ooh, lets look at things I want but can't buy!" game. As usual, its oddly enjoyable, and really frustrating. But its okay, because in a half hour Joey is on Caroline Rhea, and there will be mad taping, yes. The joy, it is mine.
Also? Amelia should come visit. Cause she said she would, and its the weekend, and the rentals are returning next Saturday, and I'm going fucking insane. I need a voice that is both talking to me, and not mine. Don't make me walk down to Rutters to talk to the scary brain-damaged guy, man. That's just....that shit's just cruel, yo.
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EEE! Joey! With the...!!!! GAH! Too many Happies in one place...cannot...deal.... *implodes*
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Thursday, September 19, 2002
Dude, my FTP sounds are scary. I mean, originally, they were like, "all the worst things about ICQ, remembered!" So I changed them. And now they're scary.
Connected - Let's get it on! [La-chan]
Completed - [Juju's laugh from the BBB vid]
Error - I get no love. [La-chan]
I'm pretty ok with the error sounder, cause its the also the error wav on my comp, but the others frighten me as much as they amuse me. Especially the Juju laugh, cause...WTF? Hideously out of place, anyone? And yet, probably my favorite one. oO;
Anyway, this whole thing occured to me cause I just uploaded the new skin me... and its 7am and my brain has fucking melted, so you should go see it and sign the guestbook and tell me how your tongue went numb from licking. Yeah.
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Wednesday, September 18, 2002
You're Jack Crawford, head of Behavioral Sciences at the FBI. You're sneaky and clever, preferring to use other people to help solve old problems. You can lead your troops through hell and make them love you for it. |
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Tuesday, September 17, 2002
Its so much fun cleaning your eyebrow piercing when your eyes are all puffy and wet from allergies, lemme tell ya. Not strange and icky at all, no sir, not a bit. >.<
Oh, and Des? The thing came today. Its very cute. It will be very much liked, I'm sure.
sounds like rent, o.b.c., "one song glory"
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Sunday, September 15, 2002
Via Megara:
[ A Last time for everything.. ]
Last book you read: Been reading "Outlaw School" off and on. Can't remember what I was reading before that.
Last movie you saw: Clockstoppers
Last song you heard: Beatles, "Ob-la-di"
Last thing you had to drink: Coca-Cola
Last time you showered: Yesterday afternoon
Last thing you ate: Chicken w cashews from Shangrila
[ Fashion ]
Do you wear a watch: No, I always forget to put it on.
How many coats and jackets do you own: Seven. Only 3 get any real use, tho.
Most expensive item of clothing: My bomber jacket.
What kind of shoes do you wear: Northwest Territory slip-on sneakers.
Describe your style in one word: Lounge
[ Friends ]
Do your friends "know" you: Probably more than I think they do, and less than they think they do.
What do they tend to be like: All together, I'd say they're sweet, funny, smart, talented, violent, evil, cuddly, and utterly amazing.
Are there traits in you that are universally liked: I really wouldn't know.
Are there people that you tell everything to: No.
[ Other ]
Favorite band ever: Queen
Most listened to bands: Queen, u2, *Nsync
Do you find any musicians good-looking: *grins and looks at the ceiling*
Can you play an instrument: I used to be able to play the recorder, but I think I blocked it out.
Type of music listened to: My type. ;p
Type never listened to: R&B. Cannot deal with that shit AT ALL.
[ Religion ]
Do you detest religion: Sometimes.
How do you think this universe was formed: I really don't give a shit. Altho, I do think most scientific explanations require a greater leap of faith than the religious ones. Which is just disturbing.
If you currently follow a religion, do you think people who belong to another religion are ignorant: Not for that.
If you were in a hostage situation, and you were given a choice, to either praise the demon they follow or die, what would you choose: I spent 9 years prenteding to follow a belief system that I personally found painful and stupid just so that I could pass through school unnoticed. I think I can muster a "go, evil!"
[ Homosexuality ]
What is the first thing you think when you see two gay guys or lesbians holding hands: *squee* THEY'RESOCUTE!
Do you agree or disagree with gay or lesbian couples bringing up children: Its no worse than letting anyone else have children.
[ General Questions ]
Whom do you believe is the smartest man alive at the moment: Um. That guy over there. *gestures vaguely*
What do you prefer, a sunny or rainy day: Rainy. I can actually see, and the sound is soothing.
Do you consider yourself lucky: Never really thought about it.
Do you feel pity for people who commit suicide: No. Good for them.
Choose one word to describe how you feel most often: Void.
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I, um. Made things different than they were. And half of you will probably think the text is too small now, and none of you will even have the specified font, and people don't get my set AIM greeting at all.
And sweet jeez, I'm fucking tired.
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Saturday, September 14, 2002
EEEE! Megara and Zohra are so cute! GAH!
Spent way too much money. I didn't want to, but Borders, y'know, and thirsty, and there were a couple magazines I wanted, and there was this soooooooft little mastodon Beanie Baby and and.....I'm weak, alright. I. Am. Weak.
Also, we ate at Marino's. So. B'bye to almost $30. *sighs* I'm such a tool.
But on the upside? Joeyness arrived today. *GLEE!*
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*meeps* Lookee!! Des-pretties! *waves arms wildly* INNIT IT COOL?!?
Ne, I just hope I didn't mess it up when I was rearranging the order on the sidebar. O.O *pets layout* Don't be messed up, sir, please! Sir? Onegai....
sounds like the donnas, "keep on loving you"
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Thursday, September 12, 2002
Bored now. Um. Saw the 'rentals off. Plans to go with Mel to meet one of her VA friends Saturday. Must remind self not to take money with me, or will spend it. Or at least, not very much money. *sighs*
Finished the La skin for Megs. Not sure how I feel about it. Have to wait till she gets back, see how she feels about before I decide, I suppose. And yet, the little gnome in my brain wants me to do matching ones for the rest of the guys, cause I have issues when it comes to sets, and even more issues when it comes to m'boys. Still, um. I think I can stave that impulse off by reminding the gnome that I only have the matching shots for JC and Chris, anyways. I think. I'm probably lying.
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Wednesday, September 11, 2002
New stuff at the domain! New stuff, new stuff!!
Also? Parentals leave tomorrow night for a two week vacation, AAAAND I have Joey-goodies coming my way. *purrs* Am a happy Meow.
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Monday, September 09, 2002
Shit. Shit. I hate it when Juju does that thing where he's dorky and cute. I like him far too much when he does that. And that joke, about liking it whether you wanted to or not, was....yes. Yes, see, because I hate him, and he makes me like him, and fuck that.
And the 7-Eleven t-shirt? How awesome is that? How fucking below the M-D, man. And...he likes Zero 7. Bitch.
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Sunday, September 08, 2002
Update at bAoi. I say that like somebody actually cares, don't I?
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Saturday, September 07, 2002
Omae wa dochira juunishi no MEMBAA desu ka?
[koyasunomiko.com]
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I made a new skin. Des helped. ^__^
Go see, go see!
sounds like justin timberlake, "like i love you (live)"
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Wednesday, September 04, 2002
I think there's like, some mad mispelling in the last entry. But, hey, we all have our days, right? Say "right," dammit.
Bah. How soon is too soon for a new layout? Cause I have bAoi's v5 already, but v4 hasn't even been up two weeks, and I do like it, and usually I leave ones I like up...but at the same time, to me, its a couple months old.
So...what do you guys think? Are you sick of AJ? Just keep in mind, you might not be thrilled with who'll be replacing him....
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Monday, September 02, 2002
I, um...I...I think Chris Klein actually, y'know...acted for a minute there. *blinks quietly for several minutes, shocked*
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