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|| March 4, 2002 || 10:45 pm || Comments (0) ||

Bullshit on this, and I smell a precedent. That is, if she never-ever-ever used company machines or time to update.

Since my monitor’s still bobbing (and not in an altogether FUN way, my dearies) and I can’t sit here long enough to post legitimately, I have decided to torture you by cutting and pasting the results from a few tests I’ve taken in the past few weeks. chum is excluded from torture, because he is a closet dork-cum-testtaker like me.

Here we go!:


Which Trainspotting Character Are You?

Oooooh, that Jonny Lee Miller is a sexy motherfucker, ain’t he?? Good God, would I ever jump HIM -junkie or not- given the chance. If I was single, of course. Maxim, are you reading this again? You know I love YOU, baby. YOU.

Yeah, Maxim’s been sneaking here. I have him under strict orders to never let me know when. And to never discuss content with me. It’s been over a month now, and so far so good.



Which tarot card are you?

Great arcana, good card, but there are others I’d rather be, I think.



Which Kids In The Hall recurring character are YOU?

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Burgundy Patent

I’m the badass burgundy patent Doc Marten…
I’m cool as hell, I’m deep,
and maybe a little dark

Which Doc Marten are you?
(by *coffeebean*)


My colorgenics results (as of last week) say that:
“Utmost in your mind is success. You are constantly seeking stimulation and a life full of experience. You are trying to “grow” and above all you need to develop freely and to shake off the shackles of self-doubt. You are an enthusiastic individual … full of life with the desire to live intensely. You like contact with others and are enthusiastic by nature. You are receptive to anything new, modern or intriguing. Your interests are many and you are likely to expand your fields of activities. You are optimistic about the future and you deserve every success because deep down you are a “winner”.

“You are an emotional and sensitive person. You are inclined to delight and wallow in all things that give pleasure to your senses.but nevertheless your tastes are refined and you reject anything that is indecent or vulgar.

“Compromise” is the name of the game at this time…and it is the only way by means of which you can avoid being deprived of the love and affection you so rightly deserve…so soften up a little.. be flexible.

“At this moment in time you feel as if you have lost the strength of will to contend with existing problems and difficulties which appear to you as deliberate opposition. You are trying to stand your ground, but the pressures are intolerable. You would like some co-operation from this around you – but it’s not forthcoming. So you feel that, in its absence, there is nothing you can do to improve the current situation. You would like nothing better than to “get away from it all” .

“Anxiety and a restless antagonism, as a result of unfulfilled emotional needs, has resulted in considerable stress. You are trying to overcome this by working and playing extremely hard – but at all times you have your future in mind… You are a worker .. and as a result of your inherent enthusiasm.. you cannot fail…”

And that about covers it for now.

 
|| March 4, 2002 || 12:09 pm || Comments (0) ||

This is crazy. I’m not even ‘normal’ enough to get sick while at sea (fortunate enough, but not normal enough). I can’t get any real work done (can’t stay focused long enough), so I was going to post a ‘good’ entry, but the fucking monitor is rocking back and forth in front of my eyes.

Blerrrrggggghhhh….

I’m going back to bed. Pity me. Pity me NOW, damnit!

 
|| March 4, 2002 || 12:33 am || Comments (0) ||

Hiya, sporto…I’m back.

My brain is bobbing from side-to-side in my skull and I still have sea legs. It’s rather odd. I feel like I’m high. When will this go away? Does anyone know? I guess it’s the price I have to pay for not getting seasick. Or maybe it’s penance for haggling so determinedly with the thick-legged and skinny-necked ebony hucksters at the Straw Market. pfft.

I had no Pepsi products for 5 days. I kind of didn’t even notice. I learned the proper (and as it turns out, completely unnecessary) way to smuggle booze onto a ship. I bought cigarettes, duty- and tax-free, for a buck-eighty-five a pack. If there’s nothing else, there is that.

Back soon with pictures and impossibly verbose accounts of our lunatic-fringe adventures. I must hurry, I suppose, as GeoCities has suddenly decided to fuck me and about ten dozen hundred thousand (or something) others up the ass.

Don’t worry….I’ll either move this thing to somewhere else (assuming that the somewhere else can be stapled together in time) or it will die. Pretty cut-and-dry, I’d imagine. Good night and sweetest of dreams, pretty.