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Writer's Block: A riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma

Aug. 25th, 2010 | 10:45 am

What message would you put into a fortune cookie?

Behind you.

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I feel smart!

Nov. 14th, 2008 | 02:54 am
mood: victorious

Name That Element

I know I am lame I have not posted in forever, maybe soon I will fix that. In the meantime.. I feel smart!

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Jean Valjean

Feb. 3rd, 2008 | 05:46 pm
mood: artistic

We had a choice of assignments centering around Jean Valjean of Les Miserables, and I chose to draw a picture of him.

I'm kind of really happy with how it turned out *grins*

That black thing on his shirt is supposed to be a patch *cough* Oh well. And he looks more scottish than french. Oops. I took the liberty of adding a scar to his cheek.. just because he seems like the sort of guy who'd have some interesting scars, you know? Ignore the crappy cravat that defies gravity, I'm just going with "it's tucked into his shirt" as an excuse.

Now, my question is when do I get to draw nekkid or nearly-nekkid womens for english? *grin*

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Dec. 23rd, 2007 | 09:34 am
mood: relaxedrelaxed
music: Tool - Right in Two

Iffy dream last night... had something to do with me considering jumping out of a window and then being accosted by precrime police peoples (from Minority Report)(because my brain ignores the 'they can't detect suicide' thing). And then I was in a kitchen with Gabe and we were cooking something and talking about LJ and dreams... what the hell? I don't even know. *laughing* And then I had a few other weird dreams, but they're pretty hard to actually turn into words, so I'll just leave them lie.

Today's promising to be a good day. It rained steadily for about 12 hours, starting last night.. It seems to have tapered off in the last two hours, but it's still dripping a little. I don't have to go back to school until January 3rd. (Why the hell bother making us go back on a Thursday?) At least everyone should have time to recover from post-new year's hangovers. I plan to make no resolutions whatsoever. Knowing me, I probably wouldn't try too awful hard to keep them anyway. Today will probably either be spent reading or playing Oblivion. *grins* It's nice to be able to do fuck-all.

I know I've said before, but I suck at keeping up journals. Not much going on in my life, and when something is going on it's usually drama of the self-centered sort... and I don't feel right posting that here. It kind of compounds the problem. I don't want to drop off the face of the intarwebs, though. *nods* So.. we'll see.

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Dec. 13th, 2007 | 01:02 am

If there is any truth in the world, it will be found on the internet.

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Dec. 11th, 2007 | 05:34 am

And in the category of words that have never and will never exist, I present to you 'chlorisaugeration'. .. Why yes, I have been up all night, why do you ask?

I don't know. It just sounded good.

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for you

Dec. 11th, 2007 | 12:23 am
mood: crazycrazy
music: Jonathan Coulton - I'm Your Moon

They invented a reason
That's why it stings
They don't think you matter because you don't have pretty rings
I keep telling you I don't care
I keep saying there's one thing they can't change...

I'm your moon
You're my moon
We go round and round
From out here it's the rest of the world that looks so small
Promise me you will always remember who you are...

Let them shuffle the numbers
Watch them come and go
We're the ones who are out here
Out past the edge of what they know
We can only be who we are
Doesn't matter if they don't understand

I'm your moon
You're my moon
We go round and round
From out here it's the rest of the world that looks so small
Promise me you will always remember who you are...

Who you were
Long before
They said you were
No more

Sad excuse for a sunrise
It's so cold out here
Ice and silence and dark skies
As we go round another year
Let them think what they like, we're fine
I will always be right here next to you

I'm your moon
You're my moon
We go round and round
From out here it's the rest of the world that looks so small
Promise me you will always remember who you are...

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stolen then ganked then stolded then ganked again and then..

Dec. 10th, 2007 | 12:00 am

Go to the Wikipedia home page and click random article. That is your band's name.
Click random article again; that is your album name.
Click random article 15 more times; those are the tracks on your album.

Band name: Traktor Tashkent Stadium
Album: Noisy channel coding theorem
Tracks: Robert Hanna
Dallol, Ethiopia
Parisa Bakhtavar
Jimmy Fratianno
Pansori gosu
New York Film Critics Circle Awards 1940
Star count
.458 SOCOM
The Moon Behind the Clouds
Halifax Historical Museum
Jed Babbin
Borough status in the United Kingdom
Packard Executive

I'd wanna hear .458 SOCOM, Kongoussi, and Packard Executive. *grins*

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J'm'enferme dans ma bulle

Nov. 22nd, 2007 | 01:57 am
mood: depresseddepressed

do you ever feel like you're fading out of existence? ..like you'll wake up one morning and no one will remember who you are, or care? and then you want to talk to someone so badly to remind them you're there and be part of someone else's world for a little while because yours is too weird and you need people around you to hold it together at the edges? i guess you'd just call that NEEDY. but that's what it feels like from the inside.

people say they don't expect you to be perfect, but then you do something wrong or not completely right and they react negatively anyway. and that's just the way we all are. but if people could just stop making promises they don't intend to keep maybe things would make more sense. just observing.

and when you do get something wrong, it's your fault. no one helps you fix it or suggests any kind of solution. it's just, you did something wrong. what's the matter with you? rejected. i don't know, i don't even know where this is coming from. i just watch people and observe and think too much about the way things work. i'm alright, i'm just.. confused. on many things. this is normal.

still. it's kind of alarming on a tiny level when i start asking advice, because i only ask questions that can't be answered. the really subjective ones i can't decide for myself. that's when you know i'm really confused.

today's been weird.

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Nov. 20th, 2007 | 04:03 pm
mood: gigglygiggly
music: A Ce Silence - Natasha St Pier

"Dinogravicauda, as the poor fellow's name suggests, has a terribly heavy tail. In fact, while the females (approximately 15% of Dinogravicauda were female) had no tail and thus were relatively more mobile than the males, the species never expanded beyond a two mile radius. Females lived only long enough to reproduce, and males were so heavy that they were never able to move beyond the spot on which they hatched. Its distinctive features serve a certain evolutionary purpose, namely food. The bright yellow skin gives off an enticing scent of roasting meat and shines brightly, giving the dinosaur an easy-to-spot, appetizing appearance. Dinogravicauda was an omnivore by birth, but was reduced to herbivore status by the anxious gnashing of teeth and limited availability of blind, mentally retarded prey. Their gigantic eyes evolved to better express the constant fear the Dinogravicauda felt. Periodic shrieking was also a characteristic of the Dinogravicauda, in part because it was so neurotic, and partly because it was an evolutionary mechanism designed to alert nearby predators to its presence. The tail of the males, as depicted, was shaped like an anvil and was terribly, terribly heavy. However, evolution soon realized that Dinogravicauda was in fact a terrible idea, and it went extinct rather quickly."

*whistles innocently*

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