According to E-mode...

Erin, you're a Pug!
No bones about it, you're an intelligent, playful Pug. Witty and charming, you're a lot of dog wrapped in a small package. People just love you — a wonderful approachability and sense of humor put you at the top of everyone's list. And because you're smart and quick-witted, you attract a crowd wherever you go. (Have you ever considered running for office or starting a company? You've got the charisma for either.) But that doesn't mean you can't be a little naughty or mischievous when opportunity knocks — you've definitely got a nose for fun! A happy, optimistic breed, you're admired and respected by all. Woof!


We don't need a psychic to tell us that you're giving off a Crystal vibe. That shimmering, iridescent aura reveals your sensitive, introspective nature. A soft-spoken romantic at heart, you like to think of life as a fairy tale — complete with a happily ever after ending. But when you occasionally misplace your rose-colored glasses, your idealism can take a pounding. That's when you retreat inward, spending meditative time by yourself to restore your sometimes-too-fragile outlook on the world. Because of your delicate sensibilities, you prefer people and activities that don't challenge your ways and views. But once you find a kindred spirit, you're fiercely loyal — friends 'till the end. Quiet and gentle, you're a thoughtful soul with a shining light around you.

(Okay, I don't really agree with that one. It's corect in some places, but horribly mishapen in others. And the notion of me being crystal is almost too laughable to even give credit to :Þ but it's probably closer then all my other options.)


Erin, you're Shy 'n' Sexy
When it comes to sex appeal, you have it — and you know it. It's just that you hold it back until you're more secure with the person of your affections. Were you the kind of kid who was nervous about the first day of school even though you knew you were smart enough to compete?
Let's face it, you probably know what you're great at, it's just getting over that initial bump of meeting someone new, getting used to them, and warming up to a situation that gives people the impression you might be a little more tame than others. But look out. Because when you reach your comfort level, you're in the zone.
Your lovers are the lucky ones because they're the only people who really know what lies beneath your timid exterior. Sure you might shy away from steamy looks in public. But get you behind closed doors and you're ready to unleash your true sexual powers. You may be shy, but you know how to hook and reel 'em in.


Erin, your beauty aura is Natural!
When it comes to how you present yourself to the world, you strongly believe that keeping things simple — whether it's your relationships, career, or face soap — is the best way to be beautiful. You're satisfied with what nature gave you and aren't afraid to show your confident, unadorned self to the world.
Your beauty routine is all about maintenance. You keep your skin clean, your body moisturized, and add a splash of color to lips and eyes when the situation demands it. Other than that? You feel best looking as fresh as nature intended. In the course of being au naturelle you may sometimes forget to cut loose and have fun. You should feel free to dress up now and then or splurge on a scent. Spoil yourself, now and then, as nature intended.


Mmm ... mocha! Strong and rich — but not too sweet — you're the flavor of late nights and early mornings. A coffeehouse regular, you've cornered the market on deep thoughts and probably have a little more than your fair share of brains. In fact, those who know you may even consider you an intellectual, a label that suits you just fine. Deep and thoughtful, you love the academic life — or at least the structured pursuit of knowledge. And, since hitting the books often means all-nighters, what better flavor than mocha to keep you company? Chocolaty and intense, you're a truly tasty treat.


Erin, there's a Mummy lurking inside of you!
You've been dead for 3000 years, but you are still the life of the party because your monster match is the mummy. Has anyone ever told you that you look sharp in linen, and white is definitely your color? From head to toe, you are the best dressed of the zombie clan. You throw the best parties this side of the Nile, whether you rented out a suite at the Luxor or you're just chilling in your tomb, you know how to unwind and have a good time.
You put the "Rahhh" back in Rock and Roll and forget hip-hop, you're the original wrap artist. But mummies, you may need to get outside more. You could use some sun and that sarcophagus is starting get a little stuffy. Go for a walk (like an Egyptian) or maybe even a jog. It's important to have an outlet so life's details don't bury you alive.


Say what? Your superpower is ANIMAL COMMUNICATION! Many people pretend to talk to their pets, but you can really, truly do it. Have you ever mimicked the monkeys or the penguins at the zoo? If you have, you're on your way to becoming a great animal communicator, just like Aquaman with his fishy friends. Some people think animal communication has to be vocal. Not so. Any superhero knows that mental telepathy is where it's at. So while barking at Fido might be fun, it's not the practice you really need. Instead, try thinking like an animal. When you get into the mindset of, say, a squirrel, you'll be able to truly communicate with one. Of course it's a two way street, because you'll be able to understand everything they say back, too. And they've got a lot to tell! Imagine talking to a walrus about the deep ocean or to an ant about life underground. Once you've perfected your superhuman gift, you'll never be without interesting conversation.


Erin, your true color is Brown!
You're brown, a credible, stable color that's reminiscent of fine wood, rich leather, and wistful melancholy. Most likely, you're a logical, practical person ruled more by your head than your heart. With your inquisitive mind and insatiable curiosity, you're probably a great problem solver. And you always gather all of the facts before coming to a timely, informed decision. Easily intrigued, you're constantly finding new ways to challenge your mind, whether it's by reading the newspaper, playing a trivia game, or composing a piece of music. Brown is an impartial, neutral color, which means you tend to see the difference between fact and opinion easily and are open to many points of view. Trustworthy and steady, you really are a brown at heart.
(It seems whenever there is no purple, I'm brown. This test I've taken before however, same as the one above.)


Erin, your unconscious mind is driven most by Love
Everyone has a desire to love. But your desire is rooted very deeply in your unconscious and affects many of the decisions you make in life — whether you are aware of it or not.
You have an energy about you that inspires people to experience their true feelings of love and act kindly towards others. In this way, you and your drive for loving relationships start a chain reaction of positive experiences.
The reason you are driven by love, may be because your unconscious is trying to avoid the opposite of love — hate. You, more than others, may be afraid of experiencing severe discord with others. That may, in turn, heavily influence your choices about relationships and the way you communicate your ideas, wants, and desires to others.
With such a strong orientation towards loving others, your relationships hold a very special place in your life. Your capacity to love may be greater than those around you, and therefore you may have more to give in relationships than your romantic partner does. Remember that this is a gift you have and one most others don't possess.
Though your unconscious mind is driven most strongly by Love, there is much more to who you are at your core.
(My... WHAT?? And you got THAT from a series of inkblots? And I distinctly remember being terrified of the first two and KNOWING one was a flat frog!)

Ah well, enough is enough eh?
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Cities on Sand

Sometimes I find it dificult to justify my passive and spineless nature to people, especially my mother. Which is fair enough - that sort of thing should be impossible to justify. but I'll see where I go with this... After all, isn't my book all about remeniscing?

This post will gradually be added too, until my theorising and self-justification (I've already addmitted I'm pathetic, right? well, let's re-iterate. I'm really, REALLY pathetic.) is complete.

First and formost, I know how lucky I am. I don't deny this - I'm reminded of it almost every day. In a sence it makes me more inclined to frustration, as I KNOW I have no justification for the way I feel, and the fault is purely my own. Not a plesant feeling in itself, but it makes me upset that I'm all muddled ans stuff, when there's no reason for me to be. It's irritating to have nothing between you an near perfection except yourself and your own fucked-up mind - your imperfections, youf failings and your own disease.

But moving on. I, like a sizeable chink of children in todays society, had my 'no friends dork' phase. Mine was from about year 3 until I think year 5 (Mr. Oday's class. I'm sure Lauren returned that year), so luckilly I was quite young. I, of course, withdrew into myself and started reading, as most do in that siuation as it's either that or set fire to things in many cases. Recently, mum was near terrified that I was returning to thta state - But I already mentioned all this before. None of it is yet new, and so we will move on.

I remember in my youth, I was told to deliver a note to another teacher. This is usually the teachers way of getting a particularly troublesome student out of the room for an hour or two. In my case, however, it was a ploy to bully the other students. My school was very small, so the teachers could afford to notice when a student was acting strangely or being strangely reacted to. She asked the class if they coud possibly include me in their games, since I didn't seem to beplaying like the other kiddies ::chuckle::. I was informed later that the class just sort of loked at her, dumbfounded, before one eventually said "But... That's just Erin."

Three years of early childhood isolation tends to restrict social skills somewhat, as those of you who have experienced the same are probably aware. And I've no doubt my self-contained bubble would have become my own personal fortress of solitude had not a particularly vivacious kindegarden buddy of mine returned. But, again, I have related that story.

Now we move onto the 'friends' phase of my existence. My sphere of options could have best been described as limited - Especially before my graduating year. Most of my friends were the ones not in the high-and-mighty cliques, Which I'm sure you all know about :Þ I remember distinctly I had to hang out with Lauren and her frineds, Keiryn and Anita. Both hated me - or at least delighted in putting me down and teasing me, probably because I was a total doormat and didn't fight back. I think Freud would have blamed it on my mother, but then again... That would be Freud. But since Lauren was so insistant that I was her friend, they were my friends too, no matter what they did to me or made me do. Because, let's face it, I had no other options except myself, and at that time I wasn't willing to take the hermit's option again. When they graduated, out friendship-clique (any group of friends was a clique - there just wern't enough people to have a large group) got smaller and turned their bitchy impulses outwards. And as I've already discussed them too, I won't go into it. I didn't mind being the spare, because they tended to focus so much on each other that they were less inclined to joke around with me. And since I was even MORE of a cry-baby in my youth, that was probably a good thing.

Trust me, this is going somewhere - I'll move into more relevant times soon. Promise!

In retrospect, Belinda (One of the girls) was quite possibly one of the nicest people I've ever met. Linda herelf was okay, even if she only liked me for my cookies :Þ

Alright, moving on. Once I left primary school, I decided not to keep in contact with my primary school friends, since they'd all be going off to fancy private schools, and I was, after all, just white trash. Well I am ^_^;: In any case, I decided that since Zoe, who had been my best friend for years despite not actually going to the same school, was now going to be AT my school, I should at least have one fried to get me off the ground. And, as I had learnt from Lauren and the attache of friends that came with her, you only needed one to introduce you to half a dozen more. Lauren came back, of course, but Iduna is correct (to a degree) about her relationship with us. Although, I must admit, she and Zoe are very good friends - And Lauren is now at Uni as it is ^_^;; By the way, this particular blah is not written to defend myself against her, it's more of a "Yeah, I know already. And you're right, but that'd go against who I am." But that'll come a little later on my puppies, patience.

Unfortunantly, I re-assumed my position of spare only this time I assumed it with people with much faster tempers then Lauren and Sarah even had. We had the sort of falling out that 15 year old girls often seemd to have, and I was in danger of enforced solitude once more, rather then one of my choosing. In a much bigger school, with more people who were far more working-class then the snobs of my old school.

And now, perhaps, the actual explaining may begin.

The person I pissed off was a dangerous girl - I knew from the times I'd spent at her house that she was not only a highly skilled and very experienced fighter who could and probably would break my arms if I crossed her, she was vengefull and extemely agressive, as well as frequently stoned out of her brain. Solitude not advised unless in a highly public place where someone of authority was around, since they seemed to think it a game (The remaining three I mean - Zoe being one of them) to threaten me. As often happens, as I'm sure many of you well know.

The problem is, I do have something of a sense of loyalty towards anyone who calls themself my friend. Ledi gave me a place to go when they cast me out, and her friends were phenominally nicer to me then Zoe's group was. Less agressive and snobbish, more down to earth, less inclined to make me feel like dirt, more inclined to bitch about those that made them feel like dirt. This was one of the reasons I gave Michelle the nick-name 'Ledrene' - I felt as though she'd saved me from having to return to myself, who as you can probably tell I don't really like very much as far as company goes. Or most things for that matter. And she was a strong person I could respect - she was extemely inteligent and talented, she had a high artistic sensibility that I lacked, an excellent grasp of mathematics, a wider range of reading and a grater depth of musical knowledge. I could admire her for this. This, of course, didn't last very long as a series of illnesses cut her down, and as you can gather from my previous bloggs, things very quickly changed.

So why don't I skip out? Because I have a responsability. Those who call me friend have my loyalty and, to a degree, my love. As long as they wish to keep me, with them I will remain, no matter how they make me feel or what I imagine they inflict upon me - unles I'm physically in danger of harm, I have no reason to leave. And I have already broken my responsability - for being unable to help Ledi when the damage began to be done, for allowng myself to become her focus of negativity, for falling away and being unable to addapt to my oldest friends as they grew, and I remained the same - I have failed in what I am supposed to be. And so I must at least remain until I find it in myself to right where I have failed. And that, perhaps, is something to concider - what I write in here is filtered through my own perceptions. In all probability, none of it is real. Maybe it's just an extension of my own guilt or some sort of vengence, maybe it's all in my sick little mind, or maybe it really is real. I know that friendships almost inevitably go this way, but it doesn't seem like on the outside, so perhaps it's just me that's making them be this way. The blame is, as always and as it should be, entirely mine.

I know it isn't entirely my fault - that doesn't change the fact that it is, at least in part, my responsability. You are of course right Iduna - I do need to grow a spine, and perhaps some guts would be nice. But it feels as though to do so would go against every fiber of my nature. Perhaps, in time, I will be able to gain something in myself that will give me strength - be it a new circle of friends or something more inclined towards myself - I know it's what he tries to teach me. Old man eagle relies on no-body but himself, cares for no-one but himself and his - his mate and his brood. He sees things - he isn't blind and earth-bound like myself - like others, I know. I fear, however, I'm not a good student of his. Somewhere along my way, I've lost him - and perhaps I can try to regain him. Maybe that's my next task. Ah well, such is life hey? And as a wise collection of pixels once said - "It's like this train. It can't run anywhere except where it's tracks take it." Or words to that effect.

Wow, that was stupid. Okay, it's time for my lecture, so I've gotta head off. I know - "I'm the devil, listen to me bitch. Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch." Bitching is good for the soul though ^_^

"Never drink coke in a moving elevator. The elevator's motion coupled with the chemicals in coke produce hallucinations. People tend to change into lizards and attack without warning, and large bats usually fly in the window. Additionally, you begin to believe that elevators have windows."
~...Bill?
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You're a dark and enigmatic Black Mage!


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Don't Call Me a Chihuahua!

My grandparent's dog was hit by a car and had to be put down. He was a rancid little silky terrier, blind as a bat and fully believed he was invincible. I'll miss the little bugger. I'm sure my grandparents will too.

One of the cutest dogs ever to be a part of my family was a small terrier-cross... poodle or something, it's hard to say exactly, called Scamp - who met much the same fate. Very few cars ever went down either street, they just happened to head onto the road at the exact moment one decided to come down. It's sad.

In any case, I finished that essay, but haven't finished inking in the large piece of wood. I'm a fair way done, but not quite yet. I know, I suck. Now I should start working on some stuff for the AV-con. I promised Ledi no video game fan-art, so I'll get to work on some fan art and some original stuff. I mean some good original stuff. Not this crap I've been churning out lately ^_^;

I know, Washi bad. Need work more. Go doggy! Work!

Speaking of dogs, I've been watching Yu-Gi-Oh a bit recently. I must admit, I thought it was cute but I wasn't really interested until I saw... The dream sequence! One of the characters dreamed he was in a dog suit and one of the others (Not quite a bad guy, more like a rival) was telling him to beg like a little doggie or something, and I nearly fell over laughing. It's just the sort of thing that sends my imagination off. He has this thing about being a dog, it's ammusing. Just thought I'd share that - It's amazing what you see sometimes when you've just turned on the TV and have no context to frame it in. hehehehehe...

Anyway - Hi ho, hi ho, tis into the house I go. I've got a hankering to be somewhere... okay, not exactly warm, but warm-er then out here. I don't know if I should add another layer of clothing or not - on the one hand, I'm cold. On the other hand, I have diferent but slightly warmer fingers. I mean... on the other hand, I'm not moving and it's only 9am. It will probably warm up, but exactly how much and how cold will it be a t 6 tonight. That's the only bad thing about winter - it's hard to know exactly what level of cold to expect.

Later puppies. Hope that little Yu-Gi-Oh scene was some food for thought for ya'all.


"I get frightened in all this darkness
I get nightmares I hate to sleep alone
I need some company a guardian angel
To keep me warm when the cold winds blow.
I can feel you breathe
I can feel your heart beat faster..."
~Eddie Money Take Me Home Tonight
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Things That Make You Go "... Huh?"

Seeing a man on a scooter wearing only a towel.
A guy who'd actually managed to get his hair like Wolverines.
"This lecture is bought to you by the letter E"
And a variety of others I can't remember off the top of my head :Þ

So, hows it hanging my puppies? I'm feeling much better now - Amazing what a good rainstorm can wash away. I have a strong desire to sing, but methinks this is neither the time or the place.

Looks like my chouse will be empty when I return to it - which alas I must needs do, s I have a large piece of wood with my name on it, as well as 500 words to write on MP3's this weekend. And I damn well plan to do it this time ::growl:: I should also call up lauren, find out what she was ringing me about and get the lowdown on her 18th celebrations. Apparently she turned up at Ledi's around 6:30. What made her think I'd be there at 6:30 I don't know - Even had I gone, I wold have left before six, so that I could ensure I was home for dinner.

What's thying I wonder...

Someone smells like wheet-bix. Man I hope it's not me...

Anyway, it's about 1, and there's a leson in here next hour. I'm unlikely to be able to get another computer for love nor money, so I may just catch the buss into the city.

This damn compiler disliks every last one of my arrays. I'll have to work that out later. ::grrs:: Computers are stupid. They're fast, but very stupid.

Anyway, enough of this. Beware the female tepest and all that sort of symbolic stuff :Þ


"There are only 10 types of people in this world: Those who understand binary and those who don't."

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Again with the Crap Already...

Soemthing has happened. Ledi SMS'ed me asking why I wasn't over. I got home at five, by the way - Which is about the time I would have gotten to Ledi's had I bothered to go. Even with rushing, I'd have made it by 4:30 at the earliest, and mum wanted to pick me up at quater-to six. What's the point?

I said I decided not to go over because I had work to do, and Liam probably had some stuff he had to do for school too. She wrote back that Zoe was glaring at me. I was, of course, sorry for upsetting Zoe, but I found myself becoming increasingly angry at Ledi. I explained that I had to finish an assignment due this friday, and wednesday was realy the only day I could finish it. I then asked her if she was still sick, since she'd missed school Tuesday due to illness (She informed me) and she replied with 'No, not any more. Disappointed yes, depressed yes, but not sick.' And I suddenly got so angry I threw my mobile phone half way across the room and sat down in the middle of the room to cry.

Mum thought I was coming down with a cold.

I really do feel sorry for leaving Zoe there. But It sort of occured to me - Why was I introducing my boyfriend to my best friend at her place? Shouldn't it be at my place? Or on neutral ground? And if I hadn't said I'd come, would Ledi even have invited me? Well, probably not - And that rather disturbs my mother. She thinks it's wierd - Her theory is that Ledi's thying to at least get guy friends. I know it irritates me that Todd's always over her place, especially when I think it's going to be just me, Zoe, Lauren and Ledi, and I wonder if it would irritate Zoe if somehow Liam ended up going over her place all the time. I imagine it would, since she can't stand it when we all talk about Anime or Video Games or Roleplay. Then again, Liam does live further away then Todd does, although not a whole lot - about 10 minutes or so.

Paris was talking today, and she mentioned something about her mother saying something about a guy that actually made her realise how creepy and wrong he was. The same sort of happened to me.

Maybe it's just a desire to protect him from my friends - But for some reason I'm really upset, angry and confused. I think it's that she decided to play the guilt on me, as though I should apologise for having work to do and for wanting to be there when my guy is subjected to my friends. I found myself sitting at the table crying (Again - I do that alot. So shoot me. No, serriously.) and asking myself if I was really a bad person. I mean - I know I'm a bad person. But she can always make me feel so guilty, as though I'm not just a bad person - as though I'm wrong for thinking and feeling the way I do, as though I'm some sort of evil in the corner of her mind, the sole purpose of which to make her depressed and hate herself. And I think a part of me knows it's true. I'm no good, and destined to simply cause pain to everyone around me, make them all hate me and be mad at me. It sounds stupid, I know, but still... It also makes me feel like, somehow, nothing I want is valid. Because it has to be about her, or them, or whoever. If I try to do something for myself, it goes bad and Ledi tells me I made her all depressed or Zoe gets mad at me or something goes wrong. So I can't do that. I have to put them first, put other people's wants ahead of mine, or I'll lose them. That may be yet another reason I don't talk - I can't tell people what I want, right here and now. I don't know why, I just can't seem to do it. Perhaps it's because it scares me so much, because I'll make them mad at me, and I don't want that. Because when I want something, and I go for it, I'm made to feel guilty by somebody - if only myself half the time.

I can't really reconcile it in this post, like I usually can - Nor do I think I really explained exactly what I meant. Perhaps it's just frustration, and anger at myself. But keep me away from people or sharp objects, and no harm done, hey? I just wish I knew what was wrong with me, to make me keep doing this.

I swear, I'm not normally this bad. I'm sorry that you all had to read that - I just wanted to say it. but I don't feel drained like I usually do - Normally ranting makes me feel better. But I just feel worse, and somehow sick.

Washi is a bad person -_-

"A mad cow has been discovered in Canada."
~The Pannel
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Helo Rabbi

I should be heading home, since I can't get on a computer and I'm 99% sure I did what I came here to do... I shoulc be able to finish the rest of my tutorial at home, as these crummy 'puters don't have Access or Word or Excell - or anything similar. I mean, even MY crappy coputer has Worksheet.

As is evidenced by my lack of rushing home, I'm not going to Ledi's today. I'm sure I'll hear about it tomorrow, but... Eh. I'll start on my other essay when I get home, and... do something else I was supposed to... oh yeah! My data questions. I don't like Data. I always sucked at these stupid charts and graphs and... stuff.

Someone's phone keeps beeping. T'ain't mine though. Aww, no luv for me :Þ Mind you, I'M not messaging anyone either, so...

Okay, I should head off now. Maybe the next time I write, something will have actually happened. We can hope not.

Wiggle.
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Cock Brand Nut Milk

Do I haveyour attention yet? An explanation of the above perhaps - I was watching GMA this morning, and they were making curry. They used coconut milk, which just happened to be 'Cock brand' - I'm sure it's not even worth a chuckle in china. The camera man showed a shot of the ingredients, and the way the can was situated revealed ony the 'Cock brand nut milk' part of the lable - the coco was covered by another can. A few minutes of harmless ammusement followed, along with speculations of Cock brands other products - meat balls perhaps?

I had the strangest dream during my CIT lecture. Yes, I fell asleep again. It was extremely boring. But the thing was, I dreamed I was in my CIT lecture, only I was in a diferent room, my lecturer was dressed in a blue lab coat and a blonde female guard walked in to talk to the lecturer. There was some sort of trouble going on outside the theatre, and I didn't want to be in a direct line from the window. Creepy. Actually, the guard was really pretty. And some skinny guy blew me a kiss. I gave him a hug and he felt like pudding - he was all squshy. Creepy.

Anyway, just wanted to say that :Þ I should be Javaing, but...

Ooo! I got that other little Java problem working. It was a javascript issue, and I finally realised that I hadn't actually named something that it expected to be names. So I set up the conditions properly and actually had information to correctly pass to the form, and now it all works ^_^ Spiffy. I then, of course, spread the code to anyone else who asked :Þ It may defeat the purpose of stuffing around with it yourself, but we all gotta keep ahead of the game.

Anyway, should head off now. Wish I had something interesting to say. I love that drooling baby kitten - It's so cute ^_^ I want one. Only problem with drooling baby kittens is that they grow up into cats, and I'm not half so big on cats as I am on tubby little kittens. But don't you just want to pick it up and pet it?

"Have groove - will boggie"


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Your Ultimate Roleplaying Purity Score
Category	Your Score	Average
Hacklust	79.25% Enjoys the occasional head-lopping	52.7%
Sensitive Roleplaying	67.09% Will talk after everyone important's been killed	48.9%
GM Experience	86.23% "Um... You guys are in a 10'x10' room..."	65.7%
Systems Knowledge	96.75% Played in a couple of campaigns	88.4%
Livin' La Vida Dorka	78.16% Goes nuts on the weekends	58.4%
You are 83.04% pure Average Score: 65.6%
Take The Ultimate Roleplaying Purity Test and see how you match up!

Yes, I am a pretty pathetic dork too. Let's face it - I'm too vanilla for my own good.
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Tweet Tweet... Twidildee Deet

This 'minimal food' thing ain't that bad. We're finally using all those old packets of stuff we've had lying around for ages. Like I got pancakes last night, and omelets tonight. And we have bread and water and eggs and all sorts of good stuff ^_^ It's only my food for tomorrow that will be the issue - I usually just grab whatever we've got lying around and stuff it into my bag. No, I'm not terribly healthy.

Speaking of unhealthy, I have enxt to me an easter egg the size of a freekin' football. That's an Ausie Rules football. It's called a 'Fat egg' and, apparently, once I've finished I'll be a fat bunny. Horay?

Dani rated me PG-13 for language and sexual innuendo. Rockberries! Check out her deadjournal here.

I got pancakes. Washi is one very happy puppy ^_^

My poor site is being neglected. I haven't started planing my next layout yet, and I normally start that right after I finished implamenting my last one ^_^; Actually, I do sort of knw what I want next, it's just I've taken very few steps towards it's implamentation. Ah well, my current layout is nice enough, and people seem to like it.

I love this '80's at 8' thing way too much... for someone who spent the entire 80's under 6, I know the answers to way too many of these questions. Ah, I've always been backdated. And the songs are excelent lyrics fodder for me. I love my lyrics colelction. Maybe I'll post some lyrics up here... just some of my favorite lyrics ^_^

Kyoht is one of the best artists you will ever encounter on the web. Just felt like saying that :Þ

GAH! PAINFUL WOMAN!

... Aw sheet, I know this one! But she didn't, thank god. Damnit, it's Doly Parton's most famous song... Damnit.

Y'know, I have NO idea how to start eating this egg...

Anyway, enogh. I'm not supposed to be blogging - I have a report to write. Laterz.


"I love you whether or not you love me.
I love you even if you think I don’t.
Sometimes I find you doubt my love for you
But I don’t mind.
Why should I mind?"
~Howard Jones, What is love?
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Fear the Fangirls

Long weekend this weekend. Yay! Gives me a whole free day to work on my report tomorrow, get the seccond half done. Probably should look up some articles to reference as well. But I'm going to have to ensure I muscle Taz and Ben away from the computer and back to the x-box.

My weekend's been fairly good so far. The same cannot be said for my mother, however. She was involved in a car accident. The front of our car is smashed in and mum was left rather sore from the collision. But she doesn't appear to have any signifigant bruising, and the Chiropractor should be able to help. She borrowed Manny's car untill the insurance company comes and works out wether out car is a write-off. Looking at the damage, it probably is. I arrived home Friday night (I'd been out since thursday morning, so I wasn't actually present for the crash) and was wondering why the car was parked out the front. Mum had to point to the bonnet and tell me to look before I noticed how much more compact it was though. So she hasn't been able to work as much, due to havihg to wait for insurance guys who say they're gonna show up and then don't. ::frown::

Now, onto my usual self-asorbed bitch session - I am pathetic. Thankyou for your time.

Okay, minor elaboration. I got my standard night-time sick-scared feeling again (a little worse then usual - normally only that bad after I've ended up subjected to SVU), but this time triggered by something someone said... about a polar-bear thing... and let's not go into it. But at least this time I didn't trigger it myself, just ended up dwelling in my stupid pseudo-masochistic way. Okay, no more dwelling - lest I want to end up the same tonight. I plan to either get some sleep or solidify some stories tonight - no room for my own stupidity. Nyah!!

Besides, I'm happy and contented now. It's late, so I shold be going to bed, but... I still want to write.

Liam asked a friend of his to make an animal hoodie for me ^_^!! It's purple and cute and I love it. Many thanks to her ^_^.

Hmmm... anything else of note... Ah yes, Mum suggested Liam and I should go up and see dad, so that he can meat Liam. I wonder if she realises just how FAR lewiston is?

I saw Zoe on wednesday ^_^ had a good time. Enjoyed myself. Talked about the theories and sciences of Astral Projection. That might be something to take up working towards again. Or not ::shrug:: Ah well. It's getting late.

I want to post this here - you don't have to read it if you don't want to. It's some crap I wrote one evening, but I sort of like it- It's because it's extremely obscure compared to the shiznit crap I usully write. Yes, it's a little bit of poetry. It's in the poetry part of my site (Under the kitten condition) but since very few people in their right minds read that section (And rightly, so - most of the stuff there is uber-ughworthy), I'll put it here. Like that Eva M post I made ^_^;;

Red Air Mussings

Hearken the words in the darklight
The songs which we sang in the twilight
When blinded by the air as thick as milk
We sought to see some small star shining
That denying both the light above and below
Sough its own space to fill.
That which we sought not in the sky
Not written in the air nor trees
But in the very dirt and ash beneath us
Saw we our hearts last truth
That from here all things come
And so do all return.
For I have known this well
And I have seen, which to none must I tell.

For we are ennobled. God-like in our shape
And I have within me that which was formed
At the conception of the universe.
What part that was our stars is now in me-
What flows in the heart of our sun flows so though me.
And I am divine.
Yet in that sand and dirt below
So too is in my form.
My body and brain, sent though the guts of worms
To be returned to me
So to be hearing it spoken thus.
And I am mortal.
And so I am; And so am I

We are the darklight; the words of the ages
Filter through the ears of generations
And in legend told
So what we knew would pass to you
The silent and immobile
Immune to our faults
The petty flaws which we, rebelling against our blood,
Inserted in our nature- these flaws.
We were silent;
And in our silence we hid our knowledge
For we have seen the starlight on the oceans
And we have seen the sun claw over planets
As distant as a fairy light.
With this hand
That so slew the last phoenix
And in doing so was itself consumed.
And in doing so became the darklight.
But silence must I keep of this.

We sat alone upon the sunny stoop
Watching children play with rope and hoop
We heard the words with which they whispered
As though to fool our ears
'She just doesn't understand' 'She sits there all alone'
Aloner? Such accusations!
Such sweet temptation- to be alone
To us is but a dream
A fear-
We are never alone, and existing as we do
Between the hours of the night and day
When dark is light, and light is night
We move through silent airs amidst
A silent cloud of lacework wings
Which by their very numbers seek to humble us.

We were the darklight, the life which we led
When lying back with face upturned
Our ears picked out our names
As though spoken by some cautious pigeon
Some spider's silk above our heads
And in the whisper, so confuse
And so consume our minds with dread.
The song of ages plays to us
Its symphony the wind
The orchestra the leaves of elder trees
And in the hearing, we have known
The touch of forever, done-
But this we can relate to none.

I have known it all, seen it all
These are my thoughts to think
Which, knowing of my soul
And knowing of my failing
So lead to understanding.
For I am the forgotten
I am the discarded child, the one
That people see, but in the seeing
Gain an uneasy sense
And so move on.
My charge is ever silence
My thoughts are ever mine
And mind, however logical, irrational or absent
In mine alone, and no mans domain-
Nor the bitter, nor the darklight, nor the sane.



Your ideal mate is Nightcrawler. His appearance
may be a bit off-putting, but his heart and
personality more than make up for it. He is
shy and isn't very sociable and comes off as a
bit of a loner (but you'll fix that). He is
also devoted and strong, and he always seems to
just *pop* up whenever you need him the most. :
)


Who Is Your Ideal X-Men 2 Mate? (ladies only)
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You are Cyclops!

You are attractive and strong, in a boy scout
republican sort of way. You are set firm in
your beliefs, which is not necessarily a bad
thing. But often when faced with a conflicting
opinion you become defensive and angry and
prone to conflict. You like to be a leader,
but you must acknowledge that there are some
situations which others are better fit to deal
with than yourself.


Which X-Men character are you most like?
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I'm... WHO??? Actually that isn't terribly accurate - I would have said Storm myself. I clicked with her ^_^;;




I know - laugh if you will. Damn my pure white self. :Þ


I am a drooling baby kitten....**falls over**


Which cute or possibly strange kitten are you?
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Hell yeah!

"Munificent, artless and ascetic, playin like a scared, enthusiastic pawn."
~Silvechair, After All These Years

- posted by Washi @ 2:21 am 0 comments

Your Ultimate Purity Score Is...
Category	Your Score	Average
Self-Lovin'	86.7% Never taken out of the packaging	63.3%
Shamelessness	95.2% Has yet to see self in mirror	78.1%
Sex Drive	94.7% The Pope is envious	76.4%
Straightness	42.9% Done the nasty, but not creatively	42.4%
Gayness	100%	81.4%

I am the Dandy Most of us feel trapped within the limited roles that the world expects us to play. We are instantly attracted to those who are more fluid that we are - those who create their own persona. Dandies excite us because they cannot be categorized, and hint at a freedom we want for ourselves. They play with masculinity and femininity; they fashion their own physical image, which is always startling. Use the power of the Dandy to create an ambiguous, alluring presence that stirs repressed desires. Symbol: The Orchid. Its shape and colour oddly suggest both sexes, its odour is sweet and decadent - it is a tropical flower of evil. Delicate and highly cultivated, it is prized for its rarity; it is unlike any other flower.

What Type of Seducer are You?
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