Sooooo.
Just checking out the old tagboard.
Just checking out the old tagboard.
30.3.03
Sunday
School tomorrow. I live only to ignore that fact.
Conversation from the tagboard on Shinzon Lives. Start at the bottom:
Shinzon: And Q, we must continue our...conversation...
Shinzon: Right. For the last time: I AM SINGLE. Understood?
Darth Vader: Silence, fool Jedi Maul. I am far...cooler...than you, Mr. Makeup Head.
Picard: FOOL yourself! I am Picard, not Jean-Luc! See the difference?! Aw, don't hurt Shinzon P.'s feelings like that!
Darth Maul: Thats right...Shinzon and I are going out.Do you really think he would stoop so low as to date Darth Vader?
Jean-Luc: YOU FOOL!!!Iam the only Picard around here.Except for Shinzon.He doesnt count though.
Darth Vader: I should think not.
Shinzon: For everyone's clarification: I am not dating Darth Vader.
Picard: I am the fool who impersonates you! Bwaha!
Q: continuum impersonators are not dealt with lightly...
Q-2: Iam your clone Q!Iam retarded!!!AHAHA!!
Q: it would do you well to find out, unless shinzon is willing to humor your nonchalance by enlightening you himself.
Q: had you been informed of what your praetor is doing currently, monotony would not have been an issue.
Shinzon's Imzadi: This is boring...
Jean-Luc: Who is this fool who impersonates me?!
Tribute: this is all quite confusing... so which captain is which? picard or jean-luc? as if we all couldn't tell....
Picard: Hallo Q!
Picard: Ahem...oops...
Picard: Silence, human!
Tribute: yay! Q's back! now jean luc can get his pompous panties out of the bunch they were in!
...This is also what I live for. Simple insanity. Yes. And:
Witch Hunt
By: Joe Wilson and Christina Blackmon
(with special thanks and apologies to
Monty Python for the unauthorized parody)
(The Oval Office. Present Day. GEORGE W. BUSH is at his desk. Several SOLDIERS come running in with SADDAM HUSSEIN and an IRAQI child in tow.)
SOLDIER 1: “Sir, sir, we’ve found a tyrannical dictator! May we bomb him?”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb him! Bomb him!” etc.
GEORGE BUSH: (looking closely at Hussein) “How do you know he is a tyrannical dictator?”
SOLDIER 2: “He LOOKS LIKE ONE!”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb him! Bomb him!”
GB: “Bring him forward.”
(Soldiers drag SADDAM HUSSEIN to the front of BUSH’s desk.)
SADDAM HUSSEIN: “I’m not a tyrannical dictator, I’m NOT a tyrannical dictator!”
GB: “But you are dressed as one.”
SH: “They dressed me like this!”
SOLDIERS: “We didn’t! Did not!” etc.
SH: “And this isn’t even a real Cuban cigar, it’s a cheap American convience-store brand!”
GB: (Leans forward and sniffs cigar, looks to the soldiers) Well???
SOLDIER 1: “Well we did do the cigar.”
GB: “The cigar??”
SOLDIER 3: “… and the khaki uniform . . . but he is a tyrannical dictator!”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb him! Bomb him!” etc.
GB: “Did you dress him up like this?”
SOLDIER 2: “Yes . . . umm . . . no . . . ummmm . . . a bit, yes, a bit . . .”
SOLDIER 1: “He has got a mustache!”
GB: “Why do you think he is a tyrannical dictator?”
(Soldiers drag IRAQI child forward)
SOLDIER 3: “Why, he tortured and gassed this poor Iraqi child!”
GB: “… gassed him?”
SOLDIER 3: (looks at the child) “He got better.”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb him anyway!!” etc.
(COLIN POWELL enters the room and hangs back in a corner, watching the exchange.)
GB: “Quiet! There are ways of telling if he is a tyrannical dictator.”
SOLDIERS: “Tell us, tell us!” etc.
GB: “Tell me, what do we do with tyrannical dictators?”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb them!!!”
GB: “… and who do we bomb, apart from tyrannical dictators?”
SOLDIER 2: “MORE TYRANNICAL DICTATORS!”
SOLDIER 1: “COMMIES!”
SOLDIER 3: “Countries-suspected-of-harboring-terrorists!”
GB: (pointing at SOLDIER 3) “Gooood!! So tell me, why do we bomb countries suspected of harboring terrorists?”
SOLDIER 2: “We never liked them anyway!”
SOLDIER 3: “We have irrefutable evidence proving that they assisted in the attacks on our nation?”
SOLDIER 1: (salivating) “They’re commies. COMMIES!”
COLIN POWELL: (stepping forward at this point) “They’re not like us!”
(All turn to notice Powell)
GB: “Exactly! So . . . logically . . .”
SOLDIER 3: “If he’s not like us . . .”
SOLDIER 2: “. . . he’s a country suspected of harboring terrorists . . .”
GB: “And therefore . . .”
SOLDIER 1: (looks puzzled for a moment, then) “A TYRANNICAL DICTATOR!”
GB: “We shall use my largest magnifying glass.”
(GEORGE BUSH picks up a ridiculously sized magnifying glass from his desk. ALL examine HUSSEIN for a moment or two. Then . . .)
SOLDIER 3: “HE’S A TYRANNICAL DICTATOR!”
SOLDIERS: “BOMB HIM! BOMB HIM!”
SH: “’Tis a fair cop.”
...Ha. Die, Bush.
School tomorrow. I live only to ignore that fact.
Conversation from the tagboard on Shinzon Lives. Start at the bottom:
Shinzon: And Q, we must continue our...conversation...
Shinzon: Right. For the last time: I AM SINGLE. Understood?
Darth Vader: Silence, fool Jedi Maul. I am far...cooler...than you, Mr. Makeup Head.
Picard: FOOL yourself! I am Picard, not Jean-Luc! See the difference?! Aw, don't hurt Shinzon P.'s feelings like that!
Darth Maul: Thats right...Shinzon and I are going out.Do you really think he would stoop so low as to date Darth Vader?
Jean-Luc: YOU FOOL!!!Iam the only Picard around here.Except for Shinzon.He doesnt count though.
Darth Vader: I should think not.
Shinzon: For everyone's clarification: I am not dating Darth Vader.
Picard: I am the fool who impersonates you! Bwaha!
Q: continuum impersonators are not dealt with lightly...
Q-2: Iam your clone Q!Iam retarded!!!AHAHA!!
Q: it would do you well to find out, unless shinzon is willing to humor your nonchalance by enlightening you himself.
Q: had you been informed of what your praetor is doing currently, monotony would not have been an issue.
Shinzon's Imzadi: This is boring...
Jean-Luc: Who is this fool who impersonates me?!
Tribute: this is all quite confusing... so which captain is which? picard or jean-luc? as if we all couldn't tell....
Picard: Hallo Q!
Picard: Ahem...oops...
Picard: Silence, human!
Tribute: yay! Q's back! now jean luc can get his pompous panties out of the bunch they were in!
...This is also what I live for. Simple insanity. Yes. And:
Witch Hunt
By: Joe Wilson and Christina Blackmon
(with special thanks and apologies to
Monty Python for the unauthorized parody)
(The Oval Office. Present Day. GEORGE W. BUSH is at his desk. Several SOLDIERS come running in with SADDAM HUSSEIN and an IRAQI child in tow.)
SOLDIER 1: “Sir, sir, we’ve found a tyrannical dictator! May we bomb him?”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb him! Bomb him!” etc.
GEORGE BUSH: (looking closely at Hussein) “How do you know he is a tyrannical dictator?”
SOLDIER 2: “He LOOKS LIKE ONE!”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb him! Bomb him!”
GB: “Bring him forward.”
(Soldiers drag SADDAM HUSSEIN to the front of BUSH’s desk.)
SADDAM HUSSEIN: “I’m not a tyrannical dictator, I’m NOT a tyrannical dictator!”
GB: “But you are dressed as one.”
SH: “They dressed me like this!”
SOLDIERS: “We didn’t! Did not!” etc.
SH: “And this isn’t even a real Cuban cigar, it’s a cheap American convience-store brand!”
GB: (Leans forward and sniffs cigar, looks to the soldiers) Well???
SOLDIER 1: “Well we did do the cigar.”
GB: “The cigar??”
SOLDIER 3: “… and the khaki uniform . . . but he is a tyrannical dictator!”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb him! Bomb him!” etc.
GB: “Did you dress him up like this?”
SOLDIER 2: “Yes . . . umm . . . no . . . ummmm . . . a bit, yes, a bit . . .”
SOLDIER 1: “He has got a mustache!”
GB: “Why do you think he is a tyrannical dictator?”
(Soldiers drag IRAQI child forward)
SOLDIER 3: “Why, he tortured and gassed this poor Iraqi child!”
GB: “… gassed him?”
SOLDIER 3: (looks at the child) “He got better.”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb him anyway!!” etc.
(COLIN POWELL enters the room and hangs back in a corner, watching the exchange.)
GB: “Quiet! There are ways of telling if he is a tyrannical dictator.”
SOLDIERS: “Tell us, tell us!” etc.
GB: “Tell me, what do we do with tyrannical dictators?”
SOLDIERS: “Bomb them!!!”
GB: “… and who do we bomb, apart from tyrannical dictators?”
SOLDIER 2: “MORE TYRANNICAL DICTATORS!”
SOLDIER 1: “COMMIES!”
SOLDIER 3: “Countries-suspected-of-harboring-terrorists!”
GB: (pointing at SOLDIER 3) “Gooood!! So tell me, why do we bomb countries suspected of harboring terrorists?”
SOLDIER 2: “We never liked them anyway!”
SOLDIER 3: “We have irrefutable evidence proving that they assisted in the attacks on our nation?”
SOLDIER 1: (salivating) “They’re commies. COMMIES!”
COLIN POWELL: (stepping forward at this point) “They’re not like us!”
(All turn to notice Powell)
GB: “Exactly! So . . . logically . . .”
SOLDIER 3: “If he’s not like us . . .”
SOLDIER 2: “. . . he’s a country suspected of harboring terrorists . . .”
GB: “And therefore . . .”
SOLDIER 1: (looks puzzled for a moment, then) “A TYRANNICAL DICTATOR!”
GB: “We shall use my largest magnifying glass.”
(GEORGE BUSH picks up a ridiculously sized magnifying glass from his desk. ALL examine HUSSEIN for a moment or two. Then . . .)
SOLDIER 3: “HE’S A TYRANNICAL DICTATOR!”
SOLDIERS: “BOMB HIM! BOMB HIM!”
SH: “’Tis a fair cop.”
...Ha. Die, Bush.
29.3.03
So...
So I am back. After a week of testing at school I am still dead... The girls I talk to at school are completely immersed in their obsessions with LOTR, the actors from the LOTR movies, and themselves.
Our journey has ended but soon it will begin, for the world keeps turning even after it has been destroyed. It is empty but no one notices as there is no one to notice but us. We continue on through the ragged colors and twisted dreams, but the light shields us from the truth and we return to where we began. Back to the beginning once again. Those who counted on us disown us and we are cast out for failing the impossible. We leave for the green skies in our minds and never return to the world, for who would want us? All that remains of our people is ash and dust, for the rest of us despise darkness. In darkness we find the light, and through the light unending pain. With that pain we become strong and our honor is unmarred. The light becomes us and we are the light, one and the same, never touching and always together. The fire burns within us, all that is left. We will carry it and bear it to its home. We will finish our journey. We will succeed. The silver will not have sacrificed itself for nothing. We will succeed and return to our new home away from the dark light.
So I am back. After a week of testing at school I am still dead... The girls I talk to at school are completely immersed in their obsessions with LOTR, the actors from the LOTR movies, and themselves.
Our journey has ended but soon it will begin, for the world keeps turning even after it has been destroyed. It is empty but no one notices as there is no one to notice but us. We continue on through the ragged colors and twisted dreams, but the light shields us from the truth and we return to where we began. Back to the beginning once again. Those who counted on us disown us and we are cast out for failing the impossible. We leave for the green skies in our minds and never return to the world, for who would want us? All that remains of our people is ash and dust, for the rest of us despise darkness. In darkness we find the light, and through the light unending pain. With that pain we become strong and our honor is unmarred. The light becomes us and we are the light, one and the same, never touching and always together. The fire burns within us, all that is left. We will carry it and bear it to its home. We will finish our journey. We will succeed. The silver will not have sacrificed itself for nothing. We will succeed and return to our new home away from the dark light.
16.3.03
Should be doing my work
Sometiumes I just want to write even when there is nothing to say. THis is what I want to feel but I must hide it from the world. In darkness together we will bring the light the fire insde will be burning bright. We must return it to its home yet we must step carefully for there are those who would see us dead. They are the ones all around us the ones who walk between us day by day. Ashes fall when I'm rising up again. Ashes fall when up again. They fall and become stars twisting through the sun and its inferno. To pass the darkness we must sing to the sky and walk through the invisible rain. If we fall we will become part of the sun and our journey will become the ashes of the sky. As we sing we look to the sky and we believe in nothing. Our pain makes the grey light silver and in the starlight we walk into the dark and pass through the death of color. As we walk the color seeps back into our eyes and as we run the stars fall and die. We have failed, but no one is left to know.
Sometiumes I just want to write even when there is nothing to say. THis is what I want to feel but I must hide it from the world. In darkness together we will bring the light the fire insde will be burning bright. We must return it to its home yet we must step carefully for there are those who would see us dead. They are the ones all around us the ones who walk between us day by day. Ashes fall when I'm rising up again. Ashes fall when up again. They fall and become stars twisting through the sun and its inferno. To pass the darkness we must sing to the sky and walk through the invisible rain. If we fall we will become part of the sun and our journey will become the ashes of the sky. As we sing we look to the sky and we believe in nothing. Our pain makes the grey light silver and in the starlight we walk into the dark and pass through the death of color. As we walk the color seeps back into our eyes and as we run the stars fall and die. We have failed, but no one is left to know.
Sunday sucks
Sometimes I am so angry at everything I want to destroy the world and then I know that I cannot because iam one and one can do nothing but I get so furious and yet I must act as though i am spock emotionless yet emotional letting nothing of what I truly think or feel leak through for if i did the world would die and i would suffocate in my own fury yet that is what i am doing now suffocating myself in my own fear and hate my only escape is music and this computer yet once i am forced off i must return to flesh world where i do not belong i dream of the day where I can be myself but who would understand? I must lock myself up or they will do it for me. They they they they cannot be trusted nor can I for if they trust me then they may die. I am going insane and I know it and I try to tell them but they do not understand I see things differently they see things the same. I am silver they are grey. I dream of the day I can run freely without being chased. I dream of the day I can walk without hiding. I dream I dream I dream and I go nowhere. Nowhere that is where I want to be but they do not trust it. They despise the emptiness to them it is dangerous to me cold clear beautiful. I want to embrace it swallow it lie in it and they pull me away back to where I began. Throwing me back into their heavy cramped world. I want to leave and someday someday soon I shall
Sometimes I am so angry at everything I want to destroy the world and then I know that I cannot because iam one and one can do nothing but I get so furious and yet I must act as though i am spock emotionless yet emotional letting nothing of what I truly think or feel leak through for if i did the world would die and i would suffocate in my own fury yet that is what i am doing now suffocating myself in my own fear and hate my only escape is music and this computer yet once i am forced off i must return to flesh world where i do not belong i dream of the day where I can be myself but who would understand? I must lock myself up or they will do it for me. They they they they cannot be trusted nor can I for if they trust me then they may die. I am going insane and I know it and I try to tell them but they do not understand I see things differently they see things the same. I am silver they are grey. I dream of the day I can run freely without being chased. I dream of the day I can walk without hiding. I dream I dream I dream and I go nowhere. Nowhere that is where I want to be but they do not trust it. They despise the emptiness to them it is dangerous to me cold clear beautiful. I want to embrace it swallow it lie in it and they pull me away back to where I began. Throwing me back into their heavy cramped world. I want to leave and someday someday soon I shall
15.3.03
Ha
Yes, its Friday. Finally fricken' Friday, fank fa Falar. Is saying "Falar" sacreligious? Pity. Ikotane. Yes, this is the Ever Online Mirkwood. Do not be troubled, AJ, you are weary with much sorrow...ok. Anyway. Bit bored here. Ah. I shall post. Happy AJ. AJ Happy. Happy goes with anything! Happy Stapler. Happy Pen. Happy Mirkwood.
The Ever Online Mirkwood
L. o. l.
Yes.
Yes, its Friday. Finally fricken' Friday, fank fa Falar. Is saying "Falar" sacreligious? Pity. Ikotane. Yes, this is the Ever Online Mirkwood. Do not be troubled, AJ, you are weary with much sorrow...ok. Anyway. Bit bored here. Ah. I shall post. Happy AJ. AJ Happy. Happy goes with anything! Happy Stapler. Happy Pen. Happy Mirkwood.
The Ever Online Mirkwood
L. o. l.
Yes.
14.3.03
Yo
That says yo. Ha.
Here. Ha, again.
I have so much work this weekend, evil school. Sci test Tues. French test and mathola test today. Buggrit.
Evil pepsi can.
That says yo. Ha.
Here. Ha, again.
I have so much work this weekend, evil school. Sci test Tues. French test and mathola test today. Buggrit.
Evil pepsi can.
12.3.03
Greetings
Here.
So again nothing happened. I came home from school two periods early so I could get some work done. I have now become fluent in Tengwar, happiness throughout Middle Earth.
Ikotane. Tomorrow my eng/lit/ss teacher and my sci teacher will not be at school. Bwaha. Ha. Ha.
Here too.
More tomorrow, perhapsio? My life is dead boringo these days. Sorry.
Here.
So again nothing happened. I came home from school two periods early so I could get some work done. I have now become fluent in Tengwar, happiness throughout Middle Earth.
Ikotane. Tomorrow my eng/lit/ss teacher and my sci teacher will not be at school. Bwaha. Ha. Ha.
Here too.
More tomorrow, perhapsio? My life is dead boringo these days. Sorry.
11.3.03
Allo
Here.
Today was boringo. We did absolutely nothing. Tomorrow we are doing nothing. We always do nothing. Life is one big nothing...ok, the music I am listening to (Tombstone soundtrack # 5) does NOT go with that...
Why do I have an email about "Classic Wines"??! Strange.
What more is there to say? Erm...I have a lot of work to do. Bugger...
Neal Stepehson's next book- prequel to Cryptonomicon, about Waterhouse's grandfather, I think- is coming out soon! Happiness throughout Middle Earth!
More tomorrow, yer?
Here.
Today was boringo. We did absolutely nothing. Tomorrow we are doing nothing. We always do nothing. Life is one big nothing...ok, the music I am listening to (Tombstone soundtrack # 5) does NOT go with that...
Why do I have an email about "Classic Wines"??! Strange.
What more is there to say? Erm...I have a lot of work to do. Bugger...
Neal Stepehson's next book- prequel to Cryptonomicon, about Waterhouse's grandfather, I think- is coming out soon! Happiness throughout Middle Earth!
More tomorrow, yer?
10.3.03
Cheapskates...
Ikotane. CS did not come, eff him. No, sorrry, I said I would stop going on about that.
Ikotane. That means "so", if you didn't know that.
Go here, by the way. I post here as AJ, along with four other people.
Anyway. Today was...uneventful. I spaced out comepletely during eng/lit, and luckily we weren;t doing anything that involved thinking so that was alright. French we did nothing as usual, only I forgot my book so I can't do the homework but that is really ok, I don't care anymore, because I am starting German next year, du bist ein kartoffel.
You are a potato. Yes, I know what that means.
Gym: Sat and talked with CG, KF, and AL. Whole time. Everyone else either went to the "fitness center", ahahaha, or played basketball, or, if they were not "dressed", hahaha, sat in the bleachers. Math: The usual. Supposedly we go over the homework, take notes, and then start the new homework, yep, that's what we do... Science: Began the last installment of a lab, but no one did it right so he got mad and did it for us. Oh well. D asked me to wrote "motive" in Elvish(Sindarin)- Tengwar- so I did. Fun fun fun in the sun sun sun. The AP asked me, basically, if D and I were going out, only not in so many words. We are not. He is very nice though. Lunch: The usual madness. Music: The usual crap. No music, just worksheets. Workshits. Ha ha, I amuse myself. SS: The usual yagga from Ms. S. Ha, "yagga". Strange word.
Shinzon blogs too! Strange...
Ikotane. Until tomorrow, then.
Ikotane. CS did not come, eff him. No, sorrry, I said I would stop going on about that.
Ikotane. That means "so", if you didn't know that.
Go here, by the way. I post here as AJ, along with four other people.
Anyway. Today was...uneventful. I spaced out comepletely during eng/lit, and luckily we weren;t doing anything that involved thinking so that was alright. French we did nothing as usual, only I forgot my book so I can't do the homework but that is really ok, I don't care anymore, because I am starting German next year, du bist ein kartoffel.
You are a potato. Yes, I know what that means.
Gym: Sat and talked with CG, KF, and AL. Whole time. Everyone else either went to the "fitness center", ahahaha, or played basketball, or, if they were not "dressed", hahaha, sat in the bleachers. Math: The usual. Supposedly we go over the homework, take notes, and then start the new homework, yep, that's what we do... Science: Began the last installment of a lab, but no one did it right so he got mad and did it for us. Oh well. D asked me to wrote "motive" in Elvish(Sindarin)- Tengwar- so I did. Fun fun fun in the sun sun sun. The AP asked me, basically, if D and I were going out, only not in so many words. We are not. He is very nice though. Lunch: The usual madness. Music: The usual crap. No music, just worksheets. Workshits. Ha ha, I amuse myself. SS: The usual yagga from Ms. S. Ha, "yagga". Strange word.
Shinzon blogs too! Strange...
Ikotane. Until tomorrow, then.
9.3.03
Smoking menthol
Well. It doesn't look like CS is coming after all...He said he'd call me tomorrow, and yesterday was tomorrow, and he didn't call. Shizen. I haven't seen him in a few months...ok, I am shutting up with my pitiful whining now.
It's just that this was going to be the- no, sorry, no more. It's just that the train he would have been on is just arriving right now...and now it is leaving...shit. Ok, now I'll shut up, my apologies.
I redyed my hair...nice and purple...oh, right. Yesterday we had to be near the hospital the entire day as we had to go there, once at 7:30 am and once at 3:15 pm to get our blood drawn for the cycle vomiting reasearch, yes? So while we were there we went around...lunch, museum, Borders...and at Borders I found two books on cryptography during World War 2! Finally.
When I am interested in something, I am really interested in it.
I have my "Attack Iraq? No!" button pinned to my jacket...damn Bush. Damn Blair. Damn Hussein. Ahhhhh, stupid leaders-of-countries! Why not just have all three of them rent a house, then talk it out over lunch. Or something. Preferably the lunch will not contain "nuclear missile maccaroni and cheese" or "atomic bomb soufflé". Actually, preferably no maccaroni and cheese at all...ugh...
Life just ain't worth it sometimes.
Well. It doesn't look like CS is coming after all...He said he'd call me tomorrow, and yesterday was tomorrow, and he didn't call. Shizen. I haven't seen him in a few months...ok, I am shutting up with my pitiful whining now.
It's just that this was going to be the- no, sorry, no more. It's just that the train he would have been on is just arriving right now...and now it is leaving...shit. Ok, now I'll shut up, my apologies.
I redyed my hair...nice and purple...oh, right. Yesterday we had to be near the hospital the entire day as we had to go there, once at 7:30 am and once at 3:15 pm to get our blood drawn for the cycle vomiting reasearch, yes? So while we were there we went around...lunch, museum, Borders...and at Borders I found two books on cryptography during World War 2! Finally.
When I am interested in something, I am really interested in it.
I have my "Attack Iraq? No!" button pinned to my jacket...damn Bush. Damn Blair. Damn Hussein. Ahhhhh, stupid leaders-of-countries! Why not just have all three of them rent a house, then talk it out over lunch. Or something. Preferably the lunch will not contain "nuclear missile maccaroni and cheese" or "atomic bomb soufflé". Actually, preferably no maccaroni and cheese at all...ugh...
Life just ain't worth it sometimes.
8.3.03
Ouch
I haven't written in months! Sorrrrrryy...There's just been no time; either that or I was lazy. My friends from Ingerland visited. More on that later...
Let's see...Daredevil was good- more realistic than Spiderman, for the most part, but just as good. My contacts are working out well. People keep asking me if my eyes are really that blue, or if I have colored contacts...lol, I did not realize my eyes were so blue.
Dardevil. Good movie. Saw it opening day with Travis The Trekkie, his friend Chris, and Edie From England. Week after that saw Shanghai Knights with Edie and her younger sister Emma, along with my sister who is Emma's age and my mother. Funny movie...and Lord Rathbone was :D! <3 He died, since he was the "bad guy"...but he lives!
Watched Tombstone too. Saw a bit of it in Eng/Lit, because my etacher is a lazy sod...then rented it and watched the whole thing at home. Doc Holliday...<3...lol, but of course since I like him he too dies. List:
LIKE DIES EVIL
Shinzon Yes Yes
Haldir Yes No
Ld. N. Rathbone Yes Yes
Doc Holliday Yes No
Does this tell us anything? o_O Mwahahaha...
CS is hopefully coming up tomorrow...Anyway. I sound like a complete idiot. Right now I have a needle in my arm, as I am in the process of giving blood for research on cycle vomiting. Fun fun fun in the sun sun sun. Until tomorrow.
I haven't written in months! Sorrrrrryy...There's just been no time; either that or I was lazy. My friends from Ingerland visited. More on that later...
Let's see...Daredevil was good- more realistic than Spiderman, for the most part, but just as good. My contacts are working out well. People keep asking me if my eyes are really that blue, or if I have colored contacts...lol, I did not realize my eyes were so blue.
Dardevil. Good movie. Saw it opening day with Travis The Trekkie, his friend Chris, and Edie From England. Week after that saw Shanghai Knights with Edie and her younger sister Emma, along with my sister who is Emma's age and my mother. Funny movie...and Lord Rathbone was :D! <3 He died, since he was the "bad guy"...but he lives!
Watched Tombstone too. Saw a bit of it in Eng/Lit, because my etacher is a lazy sod...then rented it and watched the whole thing at home. Doc Holliday...<3...lol, but of course since I like him he too dies. List:
LIKE DIES EVIL
Shinzon Yes Yes
Haldir Yes No
Ld. N. Rathbone Yes Yes
Doc Holliday Yes No
Does this tell us anything? o_O Mwahahaha...
CS is hopefully coming up tomorrow...Anyway. I sound like a complete idiot. Right now I have a needle in my arm, as I am in the process of giving blood for research on cycle vomiting. Fun fun fun in the sun sun sun. Until tomorrow.
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