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28 Jun 2006 |
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Alright, I just have to say, there are times in my life that just little small things crack me up. Seeing Celeste, with a straight face sing the song posted below. Keep in mind folks, she actually had to come up with this all on her own! It was for a task that Quinn set forth to get points for the auction. Excuse me while I fall over laughing as you read this.
( Celeste can't sing! )
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26 Jun 2006 |
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Well WTF? *sighs* It's come to the point when someone can't even playfully post something about protesting Lego (by putting mine away) without being told to "Be a reporter and not a knee-jerk political-activist"
I deleted the thread, I'm not in a mood to deal with it. I'll remember not to attempt to have a sense of humor around this person anymore. Apparently, they just don't get my brand of humor.
To each their own apparently. Course, now this has put me in a horrible mood. I need to figure out a way to go blow off some steam.
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| Tarot reading? |
22 Jun 2006 |
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"Collide" by Howie Day |
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The question I asked to Jaenanda for a tarot reading was: What's in store for Armand and I?
The answer I received:
Such boldness....
Here we go.
( What the cards have in store... )
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| Why does she have to be like this? |
22 Jun 2006 |
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"I Write Sins Not Tragedies" by Panic! at the Disco |
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Celeste.
She does this to annoy me. That stupid little blinking signature with my name on it. Why does she insist on keeping it?
I know she really doesn't want me, she just thinks she does because I tell her no. And we ALL know that no one tells Celeste no. *rolls eyes* First time for everything "babe", deal like the rest of us.
Armand has been quiet ever since the little quick side trip to New York. That worries me. I think I may have screwed up again.
I haven't decided who I want to bid on for the auction. There's one immortal I may try and win to give Armand as a gift. Depending on how brave I feel, I may bid on Santiago. Toss him in a cage and ignore him for a month. Could be fun to let him free on an unsuspecting city after a month of not feeding. Hmm...
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| A slave to love... |
13 Jun 2006 |
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Benji and I have been talking about going to Miami for a night. I could teach Benji to steal a car, he seems intent on learning that skill. Course, I know Armand will have the police track us down and toss us in a jail cell again so that he has to sweep in and come to our rescue. There are times I feel encased in a prison of his own creation.
Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawling
Oh, I reach for you
( Armand... the name upon my lips )
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