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Wed, Mar. 14th, 2007, 06:25 pm I am awesome!
| Your Personality is Very Rare (ENTP) |  Your personality type is optimistic, curious, enthusiastic, and open.
Only about 4% of all people have your personality, including 3% of all women and 5% of all men. You are Extroverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving. |
Mon, Feb. 19th, 2007, 12:17 pm
| | The Sudden Departure Random Brutal Love Master (RBLMf)
Sweet. Dear. Loving. At Gate 18. Final call.
You are The Sudden Departure.
You've been in a lot of serious relationships. More than a few have ended ugly. Uglily. Whatever. Our guess is that you're a really fantastic girl who doesn't really know what she wants, and you've broken a few hearts as a result. You fall for people easily, and you enjoy the feeling of falling in love, but once you're there, either boredom or the old "grass is greener" syndrome sets in. The mind wanders, and with it goes the flesh. And then the toiletries.
Your exact opposite: The Intern  Deliberate Gentle Sex Dreamer | We know you're not the classic "love 'em and leave 'em" type, at least not in a purely sexual sense. You have too many serious bonding tendencies for that. But even though you're theoretically looking to settle down, you don't settle long on one person. "Serial monogamist" is probably something you hear a lot. "Emotionally loose" is another way to put it. To the poor guys eating your dust and sniffing your panties, it doesn't really make much difference. Of course, it's not really your fault that people get hurt. You have every right to move on when you choose.
ALWAYS AVOID: The Backrubber, The Gentleman
CONSIDER: The Vapor Trail, someone just like you
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Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating. My profile name: createamative |
Sat, Oct. 14th, 2006, 06:09 pm
| Pizza Design Kitchen | | Meaty GoodnessIngredients:
7.25 oz. Italian Sausage 5.75 oz. Mozzarella 5.65 oz. Smoked Bacon 5 oz. Ham 2.5 oz. Monterey Jack 2 oz. Canadian Bacon 0.3 oz. Spinach 0.3 oz. Parmesan Oregano, to taste Basil, to taste
Bake at 350 degrees for 12 minutes and enjoy!
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Still don’t know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets and Every time I thought I’d got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me But I’ve never caught a glimpse Of how the others must see the faker I’m much too fast to take that test
changes turn and face the strain changes Don’t want to be a richer man changes turn and face the strain changes Just gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I can’t trace time
I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence So the days float through my eyes But still the days seem the same And these children that you spit on As they try to change their worlds Are immune to your consultations They’re quite aware of what they’re going through
changes turn and face the strain changes Don’t tell them to grow up and out of it changes turn and face the strain changes Where’s your shame You’ve left us up to our necks in it Time may change me But you can’t trace time
Strange fascination, fascinating me Ah changes are taking the pace I’m going through
changes turn and face the strain changes Oh, look out you rock ’n rollers changes turn and face the strain changes Pretty soon now you’re gonna get a little older Time may change me But I can’t trace time I said that time may change me But I can’t trace time
Yea, I know. It isn't like me to post lyrics but I don't feel like updating and this kinda describes what's up with me.
Sat, Mar. 25th, 2006, 01:15 am
Step 1: Put your iPod or whatever on random. Step 2: Post the first line from the first 20 songs that play(screw you, i am doing 30!), no matter how embarrassing the song. Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from (choose only ONE line!!). Choose 2 or 3 lines if you can. Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly. Step 5: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING! 1. In my place, in my place, were lines that I couldn't change - Coldplay - In my place xattix2. Am I the only one that feels alone, though all is home, emotions flow 3. I want you to know, he's not coming back, look into my eyes, I'm not coming back 4. You in the dark, you in the pain, you on the run, living a hell, living your ghost , living your end - Bush - Letting the Cables Sleep shes_so_tragedy5. Ever since I was a young boy, I've played the silver ball. - The Who - Pinball Wizard aaronbsam6. I come home in the morning light, my mother says when you gonna live your life right - Cyndi Lauper - Girls just wanna have fun xattix7. Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time - Smashing Pumpkins - 1979 shes_so_tragedy8. A public service announcement followed me home the other day. - R.E.M. - PSA engebro9. Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest, from all the unborn chicken voices in my head - Radiohead - Paranoid Android engebro10. I saw fireworks from the freeway, and behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away 11. A hundred days had made me older , since the last time that I saw your pretty face - Three Doors Down - Here Without You xattix12. I’m not mad, I’m just bored, and everything I do is only because, there’s nothing much else for me to do 13. Don't get mad if I'm laughing, blame the caffeine for all the 5 am phone calls 14. Why does it feel like night today, something in here's not right today. 15. I am the god of fuck, i am the god of fuck, virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity - Marilyn Manson - Cake and Sodomy shes_so_tragedy16. she grew up with the children of the stars, in the hollywood hills and the boulevard - Shawn Mullins - Lullaby xattix17. Ash his heart onto the ground, pull his guts out by frustration, be careful you might kill him 18. Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed, you share with me - Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down shes_so_tragedy19. Didn't I make you feel like you were the only man, yeah, didn't I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can 20. We started living in an old house, my ma gave birth and we were checking it out 21. You got a smile so bright, you know you could have been a candle - UB40 - The way you do the things you do xattix22. One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small - Jefferson Airplane - White Rabbit aaronbsam23. There's something happening here, what it is ain't exactly clear, there's a man with a gun over there 24. Take me out tonight, where there’s music and there’s people, and they’re young and alive 25. All around me, I see what weakness has made, too much tomorrow, I think I’ll take all today 26. Yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to 27. You got my number you know what I need, and I go crazy when ever I bleed 28. Shed a tear 'cause I'm missing you, I'm still alright to smile - Guns N Roses - Patience shes_so_tragedy29. This is a public service anouncement, this is only a test - Green Day - Warning aaronbsam30. Born to be down, I’ve learned all my lessons before now - Local H - Bound for the Floor engebro
Thu, Mar. 23rd, 2006, 05:26 pm
Thu, Mar. 2nd, 2006, 11:50 pm
Tell me how it really is... hereWed, Mar. 1st, 2006, 08:10 am
Our mail service is shitty. Yes, I know, most USPS service is shitty, but ours is like a fuckin warzone. On Monday, at about 5 or so, Brooke and I hear this loud thump on the door. We are both like, "WTF?" Brooke goes to investigate and finds the mail on our front porch. Apparently the mailman had just thrown the mail at the front door. Now, this isn't anything new. As a matter of fact it's pretty normal for things like this to happen. Our mail is often found in places it shouldn't be. Sometimes it is thrown in the back door of our building, sometimes by or on top of the trash cans in the alleyway, or my favorite, sitting on the front porch soaking in the rain. So having the mail thrown at our front door isn't that bad for our mail service. So anyway, Brooke brings in the mail and goes through it. We find about 4 pieces of mail that go to other buildings. Again, this is not so rare. I often find myself doing the mailman's job and sorting and redelivering mail. I am really not sure what was different about this time, but when I started looking at the mail, I got a little pissed. Well, pissed enough to do something about it. I could have called and complained about the mailman, but that's been done before. Obviously didn't help much. So I decided to take matters into my own hands. I figured instead of talking to someone who would talk to someone who would talk to someone who would talk to our mailman about the problem I would just talk to him myself. So off I went down the block with the erroneously delivered mail in my hand catching up to the mailman who was almost at the end of the block. I caught up to him just as he was closing up his truck to leave, handed him the mail and said "This was delivered to the wrong building. This is your job, not mine." As I start walking away he asks where I live. LOL. Yea, so I can have my mail pissed on, right? I tell him it is not his concern and walk away. I didn't head toward my apartment because I noticed he was watching me, so I headed toward a building down the block. As I reached the building I was headed towards, I saw him climb into his truck and leave. Hope that mail I gave to him wasn't anything important because I know damn well it didn't get delivered that day. So I go a roundabout way home just in case. I get back and find out Brooke had watched the whole thing from the sidewalk. She thought my assertiveness was sexy. :-) The story continues the next day, Tuesday. Our mail is delivered in the same state as usual, thrown on our porch and many letters for other buildings. The weird thing happens later, at about 9:40 at night. At this time there is a knock on our door. I answer it and it is some guy I have never seen before. He hands me a stack of mail and says, "Here, this is your mail. It was found thrown about the alley across the street." I in turn mumble something along the lines of, "oh great." I bring in the mail and look at it. None of it is for this building, the guy brought it to the wrong building. As I look closer I notice it is the mail for the building I walked towards after my confrontation with the mailman. So I suppose the mailman decided to take his revenge on me by throwing what he thought would be my mail into the alley. This is crazy. The mail was pretty beat up. It was obvious that several cars had driven over much of the mail and most of the mail was important stuff such as gas bills, electric bills, bank statements, and I think there was a Comcast bill in there. So here I go again, on my way to do the mailman's job. I sorted the mail yesterday because there were a couple of pieces of mail that belong to another building. Now today I have to deliver it and tell them why their mail is fucked up. I think I am leaving out the part about me yelling at the mailman and walking towards their building. What fun. And on a lighter and less frustrating note, I think Brooke and I are going to Beef's place to game tonight. I am really excited. I have only been involved in 2 campaigns before, but neither of them were really serious gaming. We were supposed to go over there last night, but there was major cleaning to be done, and a little mishap with an electrical socket falling apart. All in all our room is looking much better and we changed things around so the setup is much better too. I am happy with it.
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