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Saturday, July 13, 2002
dammit...so be it...
1. Where are you right now? I don't know. I never know where I am, but I will assume I'm at a computer somewhere.
2. What have you lost most recently? Flints for my lighter and a box of crayons...
3.What was the first CD you ever purchased? Does that embarrass you now? Marcy Playground, no.
4. What is your favorite writing pen? I hate pens...the "GARLAND" pen I have isn't too bad, but i still hate it...
5. What is your favorite ice cream? I dislike ice cream. There aren't any flavors I won't eat however, and there aren't any flavors I
would rather eat over any others...what?...shutup! it's my moms fault, the stupid bitch...hey! My crayons, sweet!...
posted by Anonymous at 9:11 PM
1. Where are you right now? In the computer room (or then "red white and blue room" as we call it because of the psychedelic carpet) of my aunt and uncle's house. I'm in Richboro, PA if anyone wants to know exactly...I'm not giving you my address!...*cough cough stalkers cough*
2. What have you lost recently? I lost my mind a while ago, but recently...hmm...a $50 gift certificate to the Montgomery Mall (shh! don't tell anyone) and I just remembered I don't know where my Radiohead CD is. Crapola.
3. What was the first CD you ever purchased? The first CDs I got were Spice Girls (self-titled) and Hanson (forget name) for my birthday (10th, I think) but I'm not sure which CD I actually bought first. I got a lot as gifts, so I don't think I used to buy them a lot. Anyway, the first 21 CDs I owned were lost on a plane ride to Alaska when I left them on the plane. (I'm serious.)
4. What is your favorite kind of writing pen? Anything stolen. Seriously, I don't have any cool pens, and everyone else's seem better. I guess any kind that gives off some toxic fumes...wooo....
5. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Ben & Jerry's Phish Phood. That is the shiznat!
posted by Jacquie at 7:26 PM
Oh, and, no, Lisa Loeb doesn't embarrass me. I still listen to it.
I really must get to sleep.....work is going to ass-rape me tomorrow.
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 7:19 PM
1. Where are you right now? In my parents room, in front of the computer, in my house, on south street, as well. And I screwed up the order there. Screw you!
2. What have you lost recently? My pet ferret, my permission to indulge in certain earthly pleasures of incredible importance to me, and the steadiness of one (two?) of my interpersonal relationships. Oh, and my keys.
3. What was the first CD you ever purchased? Does that embarrass you now? I don't know what the first one I bought for myself was, but the first one ever bought for me was Lisa Loeb and the Nine Stories...Tails. Whatever that one was called.
4. What is your favorite kind of writing pen? I once wrote Jeff a message just to celebrate a pen I had just bought...I believe it was a pilot. I wrote this little note on a piece of paper, scanned it, and e-mailed it to him on attachment, just because I felt like sharing that joy with someone. Turns out, that kind is the only kind he ever writes with.
5. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Depends on the brand, but today I had some french vanilla from the moxie store....Viva la Horrible Beverage!
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 7:13 PM
Warning Label:
"May irritate eyes." -- On a can of self-defense pepper spray.
...I would hope so...
posted by Anonymous at 6:41 PM
Friday, July 12, 2002
bah...you last answer is wrong for the question...it asked you your favorite flavor, not if ice cream had meaning to you...
and even if it makes you sick, you can have a flavor you would rather be sick on...ya...hmm...
posted by Anonymous at 8:22 PM
:-) well, in your case Zach, who knows?
But that bitch didn't get the best of me! I was just...tense is all.
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 12:49 PM
Thursday, July 11, 2002
it doesn't?...oh man...
posted by Anonymous at 8:18 PM
Hey, being horny for puppet dogs doesn't count! Meh!
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 2:43 PM
Monday, July 08, 2002
1 Sentendomi ismagato malamente
2 Del molto sangue ch'io avea perduto,
3 E non sapea dove trovar aiuto,
4 Lo Dio d'Amor sì venne a me presente,
5 E dissemi: «Tu·ssai veramente
6 Che·ttu mi se' intra·lle man caduto
7 Per le saette di ch'i' t'ò feruto,
8 Sì ch'e' convien che·ttu mi sie ubidente».
9 Ed i' risposi: «I' sì son tutto presto
10 Di farvi pura e fina fedeltate,
11 Più ch'asses[s]ino a·Veglio o a Dio il Presto».
12 E quelli allor mi puose, in veritate,
13 La sua boc[c]a a la mia, sanz'altro aresto,
14 E disse: «Pensa di farmi lealtate».
posted by Anonymous at 6:25 PM
It's a Spanish Poem!?!?!?!?!?!...hmm...
posted by Anonymous at 6:17 PM
Anyone want to tell me what the hell Freddy's latest meant?
*I get tomorrow off, I get tomorrow ooooo-fffff*
Not as good as "tomorrow I get off", but hell, I'll take what I can get.
"Close-lipped
Another goodnight kiss
Is robbed of all it's passion."
I feel like....well, nothing. I was going to say I felt like making out with a stranger or something, but I haven't felt really horny/romantic/very much at all for a while now. Except that night Mark was over and we were making detailed conversationabout eating chicks out.
What do I feel like doing now? Going to a movie. I really want to see "Road to Perdition", but that's not going to be out for a while....I think.
I want to ride the Super Man! WeeEEEeeeeEEEE!
Ooooo...there's an even bigger one...not that any of you know what I'm talking about. I'm in a roller coaster mood!!!!! GAH!
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 2:23 PM
Déjame sueltas las manos
y el corazón, déjame libre!
Deja que mis dedos corran
por los caminos de tu cuerpo.
La pasión - sangre, fuego, besos -
me incendia a llamaradas trémulas.
Ay, tú no sabes lo que es esto!
Es la tempestad de mis sentidos
doblegando la selva sensible de mis nervios.
Es la carne que grita con sus ardientes lenguas!
Es el incendio!
Y estás aquí, mujer, como un madero intacto
ahora que vuela toda mi vida hecha cenizas
hacia tu cuerpo lleno, como la noche, de astros!
Déjame libre las manos
y el corazón, déjame libre!
yo sólo te deseo, yo sólo te deseo!
No es amor, es deseo que se agosta y se extingue,
es precipitación de furias,
acercamiento de lo imposible,
pero estás tú,
estás para dármelo todo,
y a darme lo que tiemes a la tierra viniste -
como yo para contenerte,
y desearte,
y recibirte!
posted by Anonymous at 12:58 PM
Sunday, July 07, 2002
"Protector of all that is good, and smiter of all that is not so good.
Criminals fear me, children want to grow up to be me, men are jealous of me,
and women want me but for some reason show remarkable restraint and never put out for me."
-Llama Man
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