| Lyrics Meme |
[Jun. 24th, 2009|12:26 am] |
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| | All of the above, dammit! | ] |
Ganked this idea from Shanie (sidenote--hi, hon! :D )
Anyway, I will *TRY* not to use any songs whose titles are in their choruses, but I make no promises...
1.) You think that you don't have to ever quit/You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit/It's almost over now/Almost over now...
2.) I miss the sound of your voice/And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence/As you breathe out and I breathe in...
3.) I've been the girl with her middle finger in the air/Unaffected by rumors, the truth: I don't care!/So open your mouth and stick out your tongue/You might as well let go you can't take back what you've done...
4.) You don't know how you met me/You don't know why, you can't turn around and say good-bye/All you know is when I'm with you I make you free/And swim through your veins like a fish in the sea...
5.) We in the car, we ride slow/We doin' things that the girls don't do
The boys stare, we smile back/All my girls in the rainbow Cadillacs, yeah
6.) It starts in my toes, makes me wrinkle my nose/where ever it goes I always know/
that you make me smile/please stay for a while now/just take your time/wherever you go
7.) If you take a life/Do you know what you'll give?/Odds are you won't like what it is./When the storm arrives would you be seen with me?/By the merciless eyes I've deceived?
SOLVED: Shanie with Chris Cornell's "You Know My Name"
8.) Bring all your boys in, here come the poison/Behind my back, all the riffin' you did/Front and center, now where your lip at, kid?
9.) Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy.../'cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy...
10.) Now hold on to me pretty baby/If you want to fly/I’m gonna melt the fever sugar/Rolling back your eyes
11.) You wear sandals in the snow and a/Smile that won't wash away/can you look out the window/without your shadow getting in the way?
12.) When the night falls down/I wait for you and you come around/And the world's alive/With the sounds of kids on the street outside/When you walk into the room
You pull me close and we start to move...
13.) I know how to hurt and I know how to heal/I know what to show and what to conceal/I know when to talk and I know when to touch/No one ever died from wanting too much... SOLVED: Shanie with Garbage's "The World is Not Enough"
14.) I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn/I'm surrounded by impostors everywhere I turn/I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn/Am I the only one who noticed?/I can't be the only one who's learned!
15.) Oh, look good in latex/Get off having rough sex/Surprised, writhe around my bed/
Restrained while I fuck your head... |
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| 'Shipper Fanfic Search (part 1) |
[Mar. 5th, 2008|05:40 am] |
Okay, here's the Xena/Ares 'Shipper fic portion of the post. (The Wolverine/Rogue requests will come later, predominantly because the fic post has yet to be approved on the Yahoo group wherein I posted it, and I basically forgot exactly what it was I said on there, LOL...)
The first is a drama/romance, author unknown wherein Xena is the latest in a line of women throughout the centuries to bear the piece of Ares' soul that would prevent his being an effective GoW. In other words,
she is caretaker of his "soft side," as it were.
Ares also knows he's been drawn to no other Bearer like he has to her, and indeed part of the narrative is his thoughts about how different she is and how important she is to him. The two eventually fall in love and it's very romantic and poetic at the end.
The second is a "domestic"/slice-of-life/humor fic in the vein of Briar's series. Indeed my initial thought was that this *was* a Briar!fic and I just needed to get the cobwebs dusted out of my memory! Been a while since i read it... (It may yet be discovered that this *is* a Briar!fic and I was right all along and just didn't search deep enough. So be it. Whether I'm right or I'm wrong i hope to find the fic, all the same!)
It involved a Joxer/Gabrielle romantic-friendship subplot, so I was also thinking it could be a Nancy!fic, but hers are all epics. At any rate, Xena is off being a hero as usual, and she and Ares have to endure that forced separation while both do their jobs, etc.. The one primary detail that stuck out to me was that it was the first story I'd read that I read with Xena expressing passion <*ahem*> through a warcry.
It was this amusing little anecdote that stuck with me even after all the other details had faded.
The third I think it's by a fairly well-known 'Shipper fic author (maybe Taleen?), it's just *been* so long...I distinctly remember a romantic fic where Xena offers herself to Ares while, shall we say inebriated, but he refuses her advances, citing she may well regret it and he's not one to take advantage (as it were.) Later, once the fog clears, the two do share intimacies. I believe a thunderstorm is involved, and I *know* there is altar!sex. *ahem*
I NEED (no, really, I'm PERISHING without a link, here! <*pines*> <*wastes away*>)
a link to Lasca's "Time Can Do So Much"
Summary:
It was an uber-fic where Xena found herself in the body of her descendant(?) and she finds out Ares is masquerading as a martial-arts instructor at this woman's gym.
Unfortunately, the story was unfinished, and the author's not coming to me just at the mo', but it was on the Crosswinds site "muffinfairy" with several other X/A stories. |
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| Blaahh... |
[Mar. 5th, 2008|04:06 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | agitated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Cole Deggs -- "I Got More" | ] |
Excuse me if some of this has typos, there is a rather insistent cat oozing what I'm sure is quite deliberately in front of my keyboard. Now, with the preliminaries out of the way, I'm not and never have been a woman to run crying to a journal or play "Dear Diary" at the slightest emotional provocation. But perhaps if I unburdened myself of some of this I'd feel better. I can't sleep. Ever. Seriously, between my apnea (which, granted could be better-treated, but let's not split hairs) and my depression I'm surprised I ever feel "rested" at all. But it's 4:10 A.M. and I'm down here updating my LJ and not feeling in the *least* tired, though I've been up since 11:30 yesterday morning. Ironic, that. I'm either WAY too tired to function or WAY too awake to behave like a normal human being come morning. I will occasionally find myself asleep when the rest of the world is waking. Not that this is a problem, mind.
If I lived in JAPAN! But anyway, is this mania? I can't tell if I'm bipolar and have been misdiagnosed as depressed, if this has anything to do with my AD/HD tendencies (though not "diagnosed," as such, there are strong leanings), or what, but this is just the *BEGINNING* of my "emo-rant". So I have not slept on a schedule like a normal human being in oh, say 2 1/2-3 weeks (Grr) and it's been throwing me off at *best*. Add to that the fact that I seem constantly in an emotional "fog," or a dysthymic spell (low-grade, long-lasting depression, say 4-7 out of 10 on the 1-10 "how depressed are you? scale) where nothing makes me happy and I find little good in much of life (books, Johnny Depp, comics and friends excepted. Family is "eh" on that scale. Love 'em, but they frustrate me and so kinda' *add* my emotional issues...)
I don't even enjoy food very much, which is kind of new for me. Even what I think I want to eat doesn't really satisfy. But at least I don't forage all night like I used to, so yay for me... I'm serious about the food thing. Really.
And I *burn* some days with an energy I can neither quantify nor channel positively and I don't know what to do with myself. My mind paces like a caged tiger, and it will not still. I wish meditation were more help, but good luck tranq'ing *that* beast of prey...I now know how Byron and Shelley must have felt, truly. I feel *exactly* that way, but my creative Muse has left me, or sleeps so soundly I cannot rouse Her, and for Her it is I mourn, but can do little. I especially miss writing, being *able* to write foction, having the words flow like the silk hems of a geisha's kimono. I *MISS* that, perhaps more than anything, but I am too emotionally vague (glazed? Foggy? Indifferent is a fine choice), or perhaps too uncaring, to yet have mourned or attempted a resurrection of that Force.
Why does depression have to f*** you up so systemically? I mean, not just your emotions, okay *that* I could eventually modulate, but all the physical suckage on top of that sometimes I wonder if I can drag myself out of the house. Often enough, I don't. Where do I have to go besides 10 hours of work a week? I only *wish* I felt useful enough to want to *make* myself useful, but I don't.
Part of the whole "shut-in" mentality is that I still carry around some emotional shrapnel of new-driver's paranoia. *YES*, I've had my license since August '05, does that mean I'm any more *comfortable* behind the wheel of a car? Not always.
Although my worry levels are pretty much gone since I realized how much they were trapping me, the dysthemic fog/desert has taken the place the worry used to hold so I've merely traded one form of emotional bondage-paralysis for another, and so what sort of breakthrough have I made at all, really? (Ye flipping *GODS*, that was a run-on sentence! Sorry to my readers, be there any in future!)
So I can't sleep and I don't want to eat, not to mention the fact that I can't really bring myself around into some "emotional normalcy" (whatever the living f*** *that* is... :/ ) I just sometimes wonder what's the purpose, you know? Oh, I know, I sound like I should be listening to "My Chemical Romance" and brooding or somesuch, but that's really never been my style.
And I *HATE* the thought of applying for jobs just because of all the gorram REJECTION LETTERS...Gah! SICK of feeling like a waste of space, plain and simple.
What the living bugger am I supposed to DO with myself!? Oh, yeah like those of you out there in BloggerLand will have an answer, without knowing the whole story, true...
Well, at any rate, I think I'll close this off for now, because there's only so much brooding I can take, or for that matter, subject *you* to, and only so many times I can reiterate how utterly *useless* I feel before it *really* starts to sting...
I don't necessarily want to *die*, as it were, but by the same token I don't want to *live* like this, either. I just need a change of circumstance, is all...
And I *DON'T* want platitudes about "how much I *mean* to people" or "the world is a better place that you're in it..." or all that other load of Jimmy Stewart B.S. I'll get over this in my own time, it's just right now those feelings had to claw their way out. And for that brief moment, I let them, so maybe now I can get some closure.
For now, I bid you adieu, and I'll be back later today (sometime...) with a fanfic search post.
Until then, I bid you my fondest...
Regards,
AquilaLorelei |
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| This post is not about me, either |
[Apr. 14th, 2007|09:48 pm] |
Good evening all,
My mother is substitute-teaching for a woman who is undergoing treatment (chemo and radiation) for breast cancer.
She and I would like to compile booklets of encouragement to those being treated for cancer, since no one should have to feel as if they are "going it alone" during such a trying time.
Please send letters to the following address:
Messages of Hope
13447 Greenacre Dr.
Woodbridge, VA 22191 |
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| Once again, not about me... |
[Apr. 10th, 2007|01:28 am] |
Good evening all,
My mother is substitute-teaching for a woman who is undergoing treatment (chemo and radiation) for breast cancer.
She and I would like to compile booklets of encouragement to those being treated for cancer, since no one should have to feel as if they are "going it alone" during such a trying time.
Please send letters to the following address:
Messages of Hope
13447 Greenacre Dr.
Woodbridge, VA 22191 |
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| A little bit of armchair altruism... |
[Feb. 1st, 2007|07:06 pm] |
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| |  thoughtful | ] |
Today's post is not about me. It is not even about any of you out there, perhaps.
It is about all those people who have less than we and those animals that cannot care for themselves. It is about that land that must be protected.
But in a sense then, it is about you and it is about me, because by helping one we help all. Many, many people each doing a small thing can do many, many bigger things and by extension, than a great deal of good.
I am a poor ex-college student. I do not have spare money to give. (At this point I'm sunk to support myself, so I'm grateful to be living at home!) But I do have time. I do have inclination, and I do have the spirit and ability to do for others in ways that perhaps might involve only a donation of time.
As I share my time, even a few spare moments a day, please, reach out and share yours as well. I entreat not just one of you, but all of you to do this. It's not for my sake, and it's not for yours, but it's for the world's. Thank you [/end PSA]
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There's also www.thebreastcancersite.com which funds mammograms, www.theliteracysite.com which sense books to underprivileged children, www.thechildhealthsite.com which, as the title would suggest, provides health care to the poorest children around the world, and www.thehungersite.com which provides food to those without in all parts of the world.
I'll also tune you into something that may involve a little bit of that money I don't have, but it's worth it:
http://www.joinred.com/manifesto.asp
(Red) is a fund to help fight AIDS in Africa by purchasing products whose proceeds will go to that funding:
"(RED) UPDATE
Last year at the World Economic Forum in Davos, we launched (PRODUCT) RED, an idea that had been taking shape for a couple of years. The premise was simple: create a brand that would put global marketing genius to work for people dying of AIDS in Africa.
We knew consumers were the key. The (RED) products had to excite and inspire them. First step was to gin up the corporate sector—to make them see (RED) the way we saw it.
Our goal all along was to “get the check” for Africa, not just once but over and over. The Global Fund’s goal is to receive 10% of its funding from the private sector but it had raised less than 1% in its first five years. The roadmap to turn this tide was what we spoke about on January 26th 2006, when we came to Davos with Dr. Richard Feachem, the Executive Director of the Global Fund and four blue chip global brands..." |
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| Whoa--LONG time since last update! |
[Nov. 21st, 2006|02:48 am] |
<*blink*> <*blink*>
Holy sheep, 50 weeks since I last graced this page with my virtual presence!? Yeep! (blows off cobwebs)
So, an update on my life from the past *YEAR*...(!)
Graduted as of May '06. <*sounds of cheering in background*> Yay, w00t, huzzah and such.
Can't *DO* anything with my degree, but, *yeah*...
It's paleobiology. "Follow your bliss" is *such* a load of B.S. ... you'll get *very* poorly paid... :/
Anyhoo, scored a crappy job with people who don't respect me and I'm not sure I'll be staying there very much longer...(You know who you are local video chain...Grr...)
Got my mp3 player to work, and it's my baby. Yay!
Am doing virtually *nothing* during the week since my hours were cut due to trust issues...<*sigh*>
What can you do? <*shrugs*>
So now that means I'm up at 2:45 in the morning updating my LJ...Yeeah...<*facepalm*>
Heroes is love. Seriously. Best new show in an *age*. Mythbusters is still love. Yup yup.
V for Vendetta is my new god. Seriously. <*bows*>
Cuteoverload is my new crack...
Books are my new heroin, since I spend *FAR* too much money on them.
GTG find a couple songs before bed, but I'll keep all and sundry posted--Shoutout to Mish--Hey, girlie, long time no talk! |
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| Yet another grammar lesson... |
[Dec. 2nd, 2005|06:18 pm] |
*PIQUE*
n. A state of vexation caused by a perceived slight or indignity; a feeling of wounded pride.
tr.v. piqued, piqu·ing, piques
To cause to feel resentment or indignation.
To provoke; arouse: The portrait piqued her curiosity.
To pride (oneself): He piqued himself on his stylish attire.
*PEAK*
peak1 ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pk)
n.
A tapering, projecting point; a pointed extremity: the peak of a cap; the peak of a roof.
Abbr. Pk.
The pointed summit of a mountain.
The mountain itself.
The point of a beard.
A widow's peak.
The point of greatest development, value, or intensity: a novel written at the peak of the writer's career. See Synonyms at summit.
Physics. The highest value attained by a varying quantity: a peak in current.
Nautical.
The narrow portion of a ship's hull at the bow or stern.
The upper after corner of a fore-and-aft sail.
The outermost end of a gaff.
v. peaked, peak·ing, peaks
v. tr.
Nautical. To raise (a gaff) above the horizontal.
To bring to a maximum of development, value, or intensity.
v. intr.
To be formed into a peak or peaks: Beat the egg whites until they peak.
To achieve a maximum of development, value, or intensity: Sales tend to peak just before the holidays
*PEEK*
peek ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pk)
intr.v. peeked, peek·ing, peeks
To glance quickly.
To look or peer furtively, as from a place of concealment.
To be only partially visible, as if peering or emerging from hiding: Tiny crocuses peeked through the snow.
n.
A brief or furtive look.
That is all. Here endeth the lesson. |
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| Grammar Lesson #2 |
[Dec. 2nd, 2005|04:56 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Unsettled | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The sweet, sweet siren's call of my bed... | ] |
A few grammar "Aarghs!" that make me grind my teeth when I hear people use them/see them written incorrectly:
To peruse (a book, newpaper, etc.) often quite thoroughly, is to *PORE* over it (poring, pored etc.)
"He *PORED* over his organic chemistry book for hours, but still wasn't sure he'd pass the test."
To dispense liquid is to *POUR*
"She *POURED* everyone drinks at the party last Thursday night."
I *HAVE* seen a usage of the latter in place of the former in a *professionally-printed* book!
This is an *appaling* state of affairs!
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The noun form is *BREATH*
"His *BREATH* formed a cloud in the snowy weather."
The verb form is *BREATHE*
"During her panic attack, she felt she couldn't *BREATHE*."
So help me God, I want to knock out a tooth for every knocked-off "E"! Fanfiction writers, particularly the less-mature ones *REALLY* need help in this area! I can't *TELL* you how many stories I let go because their structure made them impossible to enjoy. I'll grant you some *are* unintentional typos, *but* these words are *consistently* used wrongly throughout. Aargh! <*headdesk*> <*fishthwack*>
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To *LOSE* is to be unable to find (something), "to be unsuccessful in retaining possession of; mislay"
(thank you Dictionary.com) (loses, lost)
"Don't *LOSE* your car keys!"
"I hope my team doesn't *LOSE* the tournament this year!"
To *LOOSE* is a verb meaning to set free, often used with "turn," i.e.
"Turn *LOOSE* the horses from their pen."
*LOOSE* can also mean the opposite of tight(-fitting), baggy (loosen, loosened, loosens etc.)
"She liked to wear *LOOSE*, comfortable clothing at the gym."
"Loosen the screws holding the wreath on the door."
*LOSES* and *LOOSES* are the two I most often see interchanged.
Perhaps the *only* case in which that would be acceptable is in the case of lose/*loose* (i.e. "turn loose") one's temper, and one *could* effectively use either one depending on the emotional effect one sought from using the phrase.
"To *LOOSE* one's temper" comes across as stronger to my estimation, as if it's something one truly has to *make an effort* to to. Consider the analogy of "turning *LOOSE* an attack dog" versus *"LOSING* the hold" on his leash. The former sounds much more deliberate and menacing, doesn't it?
Be warned -- I've only seen that work *once* (in a fanfic, incidentally, but that is of little consequence. And I *think* it was an accident. But it worked. Just don't use it everywhere, else risk looking /poseur/.)
Here endeth the lesson. |
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| Two new quizzes... |
[Dec. 2nd, 2005|03:18 am] |
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| |  sick | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Hoobastank -- "The Reason" | ] |
And hey, Karen! <*waves*>
congratulations. you are the "you smell like
butt" bunny. your brutally honest and
always say whats on your mind.
which happy bunny are you?
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~*SEVERUS SNAPE*~ You'd definitely be into the dark
and sexy Potions Master. He has depths to his
soul that no mere mortal could understand... a
miserable existence... a troubled childhood...
and a sense of independence that sets him apart
from the rest. Now that he has found you, the
girl of his dreams, he'll definitely want to
keep you around by treating you like a queen
and being sensitive to your feelings. You must
be melting... ^_^
!!!!!!!!!!Yes, ANOTHER Dirty Night at HOGWARTS!!!!!!!!!!
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Mmmmm, Severus...<*Drools*>
Anyway, am feeling mildly peaky, and have been since Sunday--Must have picked up something over Thanksgiving break--Thanks, Dad! (Oh, who am I kidding, I'm sick as a bloody *dog* and this cold is taking *FOREVER*! to go away! <*Grrrr!*>) *OWWWW*, chafed nose! <*grumbles*>
And the *one* main(!) thing I get twitchy/paranoid about is my health, worrying that some things are Über-more serious than they are--For Merlin's sake, I've got a *head cold* and I act like I've got the newest strain of bird-flu that's going to kill us all. Great Heavens, I'm pathetic...<*shakes head*>
No flu for me, I got the shot mid-October, so I'm pretty much square.
Anywa, I'm up here killing time even though I have two papers to be working on. Okay, a paper-and-a-half
since I'm very nearly done with the paleo and can wrap that up on Tuesday when the pop culture paper is *finally*-*FINALLY!*-turned in! Am about halfway through that, thankfully, and intend to be fully/mostly through everything before I go to Colleen's for our movie night on Sunday...Yay!
I also have my vert paleo take-home final but that should take me at most, what, an *hour*? <*Nods*>
I can even work on that tomorrow/today (Friday).
Need to go back to sleep, too. Soon. Maybe. Yeah. Like now. So I can get up and *WORK!*
And ruddy *FIND JORDAN!* He is honest to God the *HARDEST* person to track down! S'okay, I'll call him after his class today maybe.
Have to clean, too, like whoa. I *mean* it--It's "The Laundry That Ate Manhattan!" It's all *clean*, mind you, but there's just so bloody *MUCH* of it. But I will persevere! Yes. Indeed!
I brandish my Joy Mangano hanger-sword against the evil that is my wardrobe! <*brandishes*>
*God*, I get silly at three-thirty in the morning!
Aaaaaand, with that, as I'm *CLEARLY* not going to get anything done 'til *morning*, I away to bed...
Oh, and just for the record, it's /dis/organized, *NOT* "unorganized" and addict/ive/, *NOT* "addicting". And this has been your grammar lesson for the day. Thank you. |
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| Wheee! Shelley! |
[Nov. 20th, 2005|07:34 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | "Come Fly With Me" -- Michael Buble | ] |
You are Percy Bysshe Shelley! Famous for your
dreamy abstraction and your quirky verse,
you're the model "sensitive poet." A
vegetarian socialist with great personal charm
and a definite way with the love poem, you
remain an idol for female readers. There are
dozens of cute anecdotes about you, and I love
you.
Which Major Romantic Poet Would You Be (if You Were a Major Romantic Poet)?
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Adding this: http://quizilla.com/cgi-bin/result/list/list.pl
(It *SHOULD* be the "list all results" for the Major Romantic Poets test...<*crosses fingers*>)
Plus? Got a lot o' stuff done today, so w00t, me! <*Grin*>
can it just be bloody nine o'clock, already so I can watch "Eulogy" on Lifetime!? Grrrr... |
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| Happy Xena-Ween! |
[Oct. 31st, 2005|11:07 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pleased | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Xena Main Title Theme | ] |
Just took the "Warrior Princess" quiz on Oxygen.com, and somehow, this hardly surprises me...
What Kind Of Warrior Princess Are You?
You're A Real Trooper
You are ruled by your heart. When you recognize injustice, you immediately seek a remedy. You know when to stand up for yourself and always pick your spats wisely. You enjoy a challenge, especially when it's from someone whose ass you can kick. Xena would commend your courage. |
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| WTF? |
[Oct. 28th, 2005|02:34 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | "You And Me" -- Lifehouse | ] |
 | You scored as The Vaginal-Reference-Making Dyke. You are the lesbian who can connect your vagina to nearly every object in the entire universe, creative and a little creepy you always astonish your friends.
The Vaginal-Reference-Making Dyke | | 65% | The Stud | | 60% | The Student Dyke | | 55% | The Femme Fatale | | 45% | The Pretty-Boi Dyke | | 40% | The Sprightly Elfin Femme | | 35% | The Bohemian Dyke | | 35% | The Magic Earring Ken Dyke | | 30% | The Little-Boy Dyke | | 25% | The Granola Dyke | | 20% | The Quasi-Gothic Femme | | 10% | The Surprise! Dyke | | 5% | The Hipster Dyke | | 0% | </td>
What Type of Lesbian Are You? (Inspired by Curve Mag.)
created with QuizFarm.com |
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| In a very good place right now... |
[Oct. 14th, 2005|05:40 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | content | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "Lovefool" -- The Cardigans | ] |
Surprisingly, I'm just coasting on the ocean of contentment.
Everything's 90% done, and I'm just very relaxed and content with my lot.
I'm at peace with the world and that's a plus.
It's a very "cat, bookshelf and pot of tea" weekend, and that feels nice.
I get the feeling this will last for a logn time to come.
I also *might* even finish "Romeo" <*hopes*> <*crosses fingers*>
(Oh, also, they need "inteospective" and "twitchy" as moods in the moodset.) |
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| And surprisingly accurate... |
[Jul. 23rd, 2005|01:00 am] |
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You are dreamy, peaceful, and young at heart.
Optimistic and caring, you tend to see the best in people.
You tend to be always smiling - and making others smile.
You are shy and intelligent... and a very hard worker.
You're also funny, but many people don't see your funny side.
Your subtle dry humor leaves your close friends in stitches. |
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| My Harry Potter Alter-Ego Is... |
[Jul. 23rd, 2005|12:33 am] |
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| | "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" | ] |
 | You scored as Severus Snape. Well you're a tricky one aren't you? Nobody quite has you figured out and you'd probably prefer it stayed that way. That said you are a formidable force by anyone's reckoning, but there is certainly more to you than a frosty exterior and a bitter temper.
Severus Snape | | 100% | Draco Malfoy | | 90% | Harry Potter | | 85% | Remus Lupin | | 75% | Albus Dumbledore | | 75% | Hermione Granger | | 70% | Sirius Black | | 60% | Ron Weasley | | 50% | Ginny Weasley | | 50% | Lord Voldemort | | 5% | </td>
Your Harry Potter Alter Ego Is...?
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Now this, somehow, in no way surprises me... |
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