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LiveJournal for Eleri.
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Saturday, February 23rd, 2002 |
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It was a tie!![]() AND ![]() heh. |
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Wednesday, February 13th, 2002 |
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Thursday, January 31st, 2002 |
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![]() Go Faeries!! Take the What Faery Are You? Quiz! This quiz was made by lia |
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Monday, January 28th, 2002 |
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ARRRRRR! Take the pirate quiz or walk the plank! My new name is Mad Grace Bonney!!! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate.php |
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and it's even FUNNIER. Go ahead, look her up. I dare you. I'll even make it easy: http://www.search.com (only the TV Geek would know this one. maybe not even him.) Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2001 22:20:05 -0600 From: larry james lj59@millry.net To: TiffanyBrissette@fan.net Subject: tiffany dear tiffany im 21 singal and just want to know im you are marry if you ant do you want to go on a date i love you from the first day you was one tv love larry p.s email me at lover_boy1999_us@hotmail.com please email me |
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Thursday, January 24th, 2002 |
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I wore patchouli the other day and now I keep smelling random patchouli. It's not my clothes. It's not ME. It's not other people. I think maybe when I was wearing it some got lodged in a snot blobule somewhere deep in my sinuses, to be released later, at random times, in small amounts. How's that for a mental image? :D |
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Tuesday, January 22nd, 2002 |
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Uhh. I think I might have a creepy stalker guy. There's this guy who's in the library a lot...he's in his late 50's or early 60's, I guess...he started saying hi when he saw me in the library a while ago and that was fine, but a few days ago he asked me to have lunch with him...erm. ew. when I suggested the coffee shop (near my apartment...so I could escape if I needed/wanted to), he questioned whether or not they would be open on the holiday. he then said he had a car and that we could go somewhere... EWWW he looked me up on the campus directory and emailed me his phone number. his email name is... UNCLE MIKE. ewwwwww I didn't answer when he called to see where I "wanted" to have lunch. actually, I was at my bf's place. I emailed Creepy Guy and told him I hadn't wanted to go anywhere and that I thought his asking me to have lunch with him was inappropriate. ugh. I bet he'll be there tonight. ew hopefully he will leave me the fuck alone o_O *seriously creeped out* |
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Saturday, January 12th, 2002 |
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Thursday, December 20th, 2001 |
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![]() heh heh. :D BOOK RECOMMENDATION: _A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius_ by Dave Eggers wonderful, wonderful. mmmm. MOVIE RECOMMENDATION: _Amelie_ :D :D :D kinda scared me; she had so many of my weird personality quirks/flaws |
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Tuesday, December 11th, 2001 |
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I'm trying to change how this looks again, but it doesn't seem to be working. Maybe later. In other news, I finally got the tapes I'm going to transcribe. Woooooo. bizzybizzybizzy |
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Wednesday, November 28th, 2001 |
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hey...if I'm on your friends page, there's a good chance you aren't getting the full effect of my shiny-new gaudiness. click my icon to see how I intend for this to look. careful, it's pretty dang bright. | ||
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Seriously. This whole blatantly-gaudy thing is currently pleasing me far more than can possibly be healthy for a girl my size. Um. I'm not quite sure what I meant by that. I meant whatever is funniest. er -- The cat is muy funny, no? THE CAT IS FUNNEEEEEEE say it unh. yeeah. the lead singer of weezer is sexy (sorry emo-haters...you know who you are.) -- it's true! go look. blah blah blah blah I think maybe I'm bored. "Hey, Plank! Guess what! I'm BOARD!!! HA HA HA HA HA HA" - that kid on Ed, Edd, & Eddy. the one with the Plank. you know. that kid. woo, this gets the Weird (a.k.a. "werid," as I typed it the first time) Entry of the Indeterminate Time Period award. CAW. CAW. CAW. CAW. CAW. CAW. CAW. |
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*CACKLE!!!* What I did to this poor journal is seriously crackin' me up. What was I thinking??? I think I'll keep it. ;^) | ||||||
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Monday, November 26th, 2001 |
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I'm reading a book called Tea, by Stacey D'Erasmo. It is yummy. Very very very good book. Go read it. Now. ;^) I'm also reading introductory philosophy stuff, just for fun. Reading is how I get my kicks now that I - once again - have no social life. The tried-and-true...you gotta go back to it, eventually. I may have found short-term work transcribing someone's audiotaped stories from his life as a cop. I can listen to tapes and type. Yyyyyyep. Still waiting to hear from the bookstore that's practically next-door. They've gotta hire me. I'm practically next-door! Heh. They said they were hiring in December, so...I guess I've got a few days to cool my jets and wait. I've still got stuff on Ebay -- what are you waiting for??? Go buy my stuff!!! ;^) j/k. Tuition is due on the 14th. My parents have offered to match whatever $$$ I can scrounge up. Gooooooood. whew So...things are very, very, very ok. lol LoVe, me |
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Monday, November 12th, 2001 |
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argh, I am frustrated with stupid people. and grateful to the few non-stupid people. :) there's not much new. I have a large book about Laurie Anderson from the library. It is delicious. |
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Monday, October 1st, 2001 |
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"I dedicate this book to failure. Failure to come up to scratch. Failure to achieve. Failure to fit into the margins of society's narrow aspirations. Failure to resolve my fear of authority. Failure to impress those who have the power, the power that suffocates all our abilities like a heaving oil slick. The power is always there so I ran away and hid myself in a world of flying objects, model aeroplanes, futile rockets and boomerangs..." "...I stumbled from one failed try at life to another. I failed art in school. The same school, Abergele Grammar School (motto: QUALITY and EXCELLENCE), now has a Ralph Steadman Creative Suite in my honor. I proudly unveiled the plaque myself hardly two years ago." "GOnzo makes you feel GOod rather than BAd which is BAnzo." "...I have located the tenuous hint of gonzotic frenzy I was looking for inside the stylistic variations of my work." Ralph Steadman, _Gonzo: the Art_ "Life should be made as difficult as possible...so that the victims might develop more character." HST, 1968 letter to Gerald Walker of the NY Times |
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Sunday, September 23rd, 2001 |
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Apparently, I have no fucking clue WHAT is going on in my life...or at least, I don't seem to be the only one making the decisions anymore, and that's kinda freaking me out. Of course I still technically have final say & stuff, but some people seem to have some strange sense of duty to do something about my sad, pathetic life. I can't figure out exactly what their collective goal is, although some seem to have individual ones... jeezus, how cryptic can I be??? lol |
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Sunday, September 9th, 2001 |
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I finally got to see a very good friend this weekend...what a great surprise! :D :D :D And I got to see a whole big bunch of my friends who I hardly ever see anymore, too. It was very, very therapeutic. And I got to record with Minor Annoyance, as an actual member. heh. You are all jealous, no? And I got to meet the dapper Cranpire. Lotsa fun, kids. And ADULT SWIM is rockin' my world, especially THE BRAK SHOW. *bliss* I desperately want to join the writing team of The Brak Show and/or SGC2C. mmmmmmmmm. |
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Sunday, August 26th, 2001 |
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One of the best parts of Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back was in the credits, when after "Assistant to Kevin Smith" was credited, the "Mewes Wrangler" was also credited. Dude, what an awesome movie. I wanna see it about 27 more times (snoogans). Professor Arsehole would absolutely HATE this movie. And that's why I love it. That and the fact that it featured Morris Day and the Time. "JEROME! What time it is?!?!" And the song for the end credits. *cackle* |
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LiveJournal for Eleri.
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