me.

Well, it took a LJ outage, but I remembered that no one from RL will ever find this, so!

I'm such a fucking girl. I mean, girls rule etc etc, but hello. I keep waiting for e-mails that I'll never get from people who probably just wanted to get into my pants. I never ever thought I'd ever have the occasion to write that. Heh. But as usual, I keep whinging about things that I can't change, and about situations that are actually not bad. I mean, I did get IMs from Dan, who is severely awesome, so I should not be complaining at all.

My flu of DEATH seems to have calmed down a bit, thanks to like ALL the sleep I got. I still feel like vague death, but it's not so bad.

You know, it's probably a good thing that LJ is down right now, because if I updated my LJ with this crap, people would stone me. Or throw copies of seventeen at me.

feeling: In Denial

sounds: "Keeping Up Appearances" on TV

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and how few books I have read	Jul. 12th, 2004 @ 09:05 pm

Instructions:
bold the ones you've read
italicize those you started and never completed
add three of your own at the bottom
( like 400 books )

feeling: Bitch Slapped

sounds: exhausted

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Jesus Lord.	Jul. 8th, 2004 @ 11:18 pm

So say I was a pack of Neutrogena On The Spot patch...where would I be?

And more importantly, I'm 20. Why am I still breaking out like I did when I was 13?

Is this the curse side of the Indian never-aging boon?

I need a mojito.

feeling: Needy-like

(hit me, dealer)

memes are for wenches	Jul. 1st, 2004 @ 12:39 am

I think this is wrong...

20 Questions to a Better Personality

You are a WRCL--Wacky Rational Constructive Leader. This makes you a golden god. People gravitate to you, and you make them feel good. You are smart, charismatic, and interesting. You may be too sensitive to others reactions, especially criticism. Your self-opinion and mood depends greatly on those around you.

You think fast and have a smart mouth, is a hoot to your friends and razorwire to your enemies. You hold a grudge like a brass ring. You crackle.

Although you have a leader's personality, you often choose not to lead, as leaders stray too far from their audience. You probably weren't very popular in high school--the joke's on them!

You may be a rock star.

feeling: shocked

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Other entries

» Pray for Reason

For all the non-atheists:

http://www.prayforreason.org/

Pray For Reason is a call to Americans of all religions and belief systems who want to see their country's policies at home and abroad based on facts, history, and reasonable thought processes. Join us - a group of religious and non-religious Americans - in pledging to do everything we can to remove the current administration from office.

I'm down with that!
Jun. 27th, 2004 @ 11:34 am

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» a functional GIP, dontcha know
Just a post to check if my Amitabh icon works, or if I have to upload it again... Let's see then. Goddamn, why isn't it working?! At least it works here, if not in the actual comments thread...hmmm.... Jun. 27th, 2004 @ 10:18 am (hit me, dealer)

» I write in a void, and it's better that way

I suppose I'll just treat this as another journal, one that no one I really know will be reading, then - after all, everyone's here for the wank, and that's about it, yeah? I think it's near time to reboot this damned computer of mine. The CD burning program keeps insisting that I ended it, and yet there it still is, plaguing my system. I even went into the End Process option. Perhaps this is my computer's way of letting me know it's angry with me. What can I say? I'm a little unwell today.

One thing I have to say about being underaged and unable to drink at bars - while the socialization of drinking at bars is a really nice aspect that I'm missing, my wallet is much happier that I drink at home. Just think - five dollars I've saved because I can mix a can of Diet Coke and however much Bacardi I want at home. I mean, I can't do the Sex and The City thing, but I've nothing to say re: sex or the city, so it's all for the best, really. Sometimes, I'm just glad I'm not moneyed. With the money that D has, he lives in a world of his own alone, and he gets drunk all the time and has to laugh it off. It makes me feel bad for him. He has so much money, so much in the way of smarts, not to mention the most fabulous and neat wardrobe that any well-heeled future professional could want, spends more on one pair of shoes than I spend on shoes in two years, and yet...his life is reduced to going to the city's best restaurants and drinking, often by himself, because who can afford fifteen bucks a pop (at least) but him? It's practically stereotypical, the poor little rich boy. I feel I would end up like him, the way I am. I'm so unsure of myself, completely lacking confidence, and with the means to spoil myself, I'd live in a little bubble of money, getting drunk every night. Hell, Dad says I've got an addictive personality, and now all I have the money for is those little meringue things that come in a plastic box and Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Thanks to that one party with R - and why the fuck am I protecting that abusive fuck by using his initial? - and that horrible, horrible Fling weekend, I've been set off alcohol in the volumes I used to consume before, but who knows? If I were rich, would I care? I'd probably even have the stomach for it.

Well, on that depressingly nice note, I suppose I'll reboot this thing.

Sometime I have to tackle my issues with guilt, self-imposed and societal. Not now, though.
Jun. 26th, 2004 @ 11:36 pm

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» ruminations on a single in a three-bedroom quad

It's so frickin' quiet in this room. My roommates are gone. I can hear every sound outside in the hall as if it's right next to my head. The stairwell door shutting sounds like firecrackers. People talking sound like they're about to open my door. Everything echoes off of stripped mattresses and bare walls.

I feel that my brain is elevating everything from a simple threat - be alert, now - to major major warning. I've never dealt well with isolation, and this is not an exception. I want to skip tomorrow and sleep. I feel like I'm ill. I really do. Psychosomatic, maybe.

I should go to bed.
Jun. 26th, 2004 @ 02:12 am

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» so, really, everything that just happened...didn't happen?
I see what the problem is. Euro 2004 is taking place in opposite world. France is...out????? WTF, dudes? WTF? Jun. 25th, 2004 @ 05:57 pm (hit me, dealer)

» WHO'S THE TOSSER?!
Because goddamn LiveJournal isn't working, and soccer is one of my fandoms... Who's the tosser on the fiiiiield? Who's the tosser on the fiiiiield? Referee, referee, referee, Referee's the tosser on the fiiiiield! (specifically, the ref at the England-Portugal match...biased fucking ref.) Jun. 24th, 2004 @ 04:44 pm (hit me, dealer)

» because I don't respond to anons. Whatever.
Hah - you think you can complain about the cat icon? Here it is AGAIN! It's a picture from A CAT CONTEST! DON'T COMPLAIN TO ME ABOUT IT. TOUGH. CAT CAT CAT CAT! Aug. 9th, 2003 @ 01:51 pm (hit me, dealer)

» I wonder if it's an aneurysm...

Stupid damn headache.

Yes, I'm spamming this journal. BECAUSE OF THE ICONS. Because really, if you had near 20 icons, wouldn't you too?

Oh, to unspam - the parents come today to take home a suitcase, despite the fact that, you know, I'm not moving out until next Friday and can't take like anything home. This truly blows. Ah well.

I need something fenny to say. But all the fandoms I'm really involved in are on hiatus or done. And the ones I'm not as involved in...well. I'm not as involved in them, am I?

The Ocean's 11 sequel summary/ies blows mightily.
Aug. 3rd, 2003 @ 01:24 pm

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» whoa! you are shooting at your imaginary friend and 400 pounds of nitroglycerin!
Whoa! Semagic does log into Journalfen! How nifty! I need an Alias icon and a soapy icon. Hmmm. Aug. 2nd, 2003 @ 10:14 pm (3 cards \| hit me, dealer)

» huh. question...
So, uh. Someone on dl_anon mentioned a syndrome similar to erotomania that causes someone to form an inappropriate attachment to celebrities. What is it? Thanks! Aug. 1st, 2003 @ 10:01 pm (hit me, dealer)

» (No Subject)
How fucking funny are kerfluffles? Very, that's how. Apr. 16th, 2003 @ 12:06 am (hit me, dealer)

» she's being serious?!
( Religious, rambling rant ) Apr. 2nd, 2003 @ 12:06 am (hit me, dealer)

» (No Subject)

Okay, guys. Those who wish to follow fandom_wank w/o trolling...get a code, please please please please PLEASE. I really want someone to disable anonymous posting for a few days so that the trolling will stop. Fucking hell...

I'm sure any one of us will give a code. I'll offer up mine...I have 15 brand spanking new ones. I'll give up most of them if only we just get rid of the fucking trolling, man...
Mar. 24th, 2003 @ 12:28 am

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» (No Subject)
How amazing is this emotion list? I feel empowered! So many icons, so many moods! How will I ever choose? Mar. 22nd, 2003 @ 02:03 am (3 cards \| hit me, dealer)

» (No Subject)
Okay. Can we somehow get rid of posting anonymously for like a few days until we get Stormfreak out of the picture? Might be useful... Mar. 21st, 2003 @ 10:17 am (hit me, dealer)

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