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all you could possibly want in a dream: a cruise ship stopping in japan, killers stalking me, an old house somewhere or other, dominic monaghan teaching a silly little blond socialite woman to dance, hiding in a storage closet and falling down a small set of stairs. cruise ships versus flying as a means of travel (it turned out that the ships were miraculously faster, in the dream, it least if one was talking about going to japan, which i was).

humor ahoy, ne!

mcee's october quotelist is out! get thee hence and peruse it as of yesterday. lalala. samples, right.

marythefan: I can pretty much believe anything when it comes to boys and their dicks. They're awfully fond of them. I can actually see somebody talking to his dick affectionately. But under NO circumstances should the dick answer.

mauralabingi: it's "National Coming-Out Day", apparently. "National Coming-Out Day"? When the hell is "National Pity-Fuck Day", I ask you? I'm shaving my legs for that one.

mcee: I have to pee.
nakedflame: Oh! They have rooms for that.

mcee: I DON'T KNOW ABOUT PENISES, OKAY?

almostpretty: I am the dragon
pretzelsaregood: I am Elijah Wood. See me slide down a hill on my face.

mcee, every month you make me struggle against the desire to add people to my friendslist on the basis of things like this. help! overworked college student who hasn't done any work all semester, here!

sick and tired of trying to read your mind

yo, it's november!

cmshaw (randomly) has some very cool icons of horses and mounties and such. am partial to very simple icons.

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~am really pissed that my pajama pants are too long and baggy to be worn outside with normal shoes.

~mermaids in bathroom décor, tacky, yes/no?

~hot oil sounds scary. fuckers, i'm going to do it anyway. >.< (for hair. i mean.)

~where's my tissues? oh there. 0:-)

~vitriolic. coolest. word. ever. or not quite, but close. especially when you have just failed a test when you knew the right answer to the ONE QUESTION of which it consisted. not going into it now. bitchbitchbitch.

~dammit, half an hour already? auuugh, what will i send? ::cries::

~lalala no errands.

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my hair is dirty and i think it's started snowing, and did i mention that i need to be kept away from the cheez-its? any assistance would be much appreciated. being nineteen years old and experiencing random pangs of lust for people on the other side of the atlantic SUCKS. you know,

prof.: what about these: 'no philosopher is a fool' and 'some philosopher is not a fool'?
my doodling in the margins: little segmented insect. wonder what kinds of proteins it has. wouldn't aliens have their own protiesn? dude, scary, aieeeee. don't put it in the water. don't try to tell me the faculty isn't the best movie ever. it's maybe my second favorite, sure, but in pure terms of acting, writing, and cinematography...
my brain: begin explanation #6: check. probability that he will define 'equivalence' again within the next five minutes, hm.
my libido: ::suddenly showing up:: sure, licking [x], and you really couldn't nibble there, right, but what about if while nibbling [y] you could, with your hands (or possibly your legs)...

in other news:

!ichi-ban.
the religious faith of your upbringing. ( unitarian universalist. )

we lived in alabama and random acquaintances were in danger of making me say innocently that i was baptist. and for some reason i thought it would be fun to go to church. this was the only option. my dad is agnostic and not atheist (as am i) because there's no more evidence for the non-existence of god than there is for the existence thereof, and my mom doesn't think about it a lot and really is pissed in general at christianity. (i think she's pagan, vaguely.)

!ni-ban.
still practicing? when i go home, yeah, at school, no, i sleep and chat sunday mornings. also the massachusetts congregation didn't seem as welcoming to me, and was more formal too, which was eerie.

!san-ban
what happens after death? if anything does i'll be very surprised. and somewhat chagrined, i suppose.

!yon-ban
favorite religious ritual (participating or watching)? channukah. we aren't jewish (though my dad is racially) and celebrate in honor of my grandmother. we sing a little rhyme together, very simple, when we light the candles. it's moving.

!go-ban
do you believe people are basically good?hm. no. i don't believe they're basically evil either. they're animals. they just are. i do believe they're basically stupid.

explore you, forsake you, forsook you, abate you, dissipate you, so turn fate around,

i believed that i was free of you (not).
i constantly try to map literature onto life.

thinking hard enough about something won't make it happen (placebo effect aside). you can't look for the theme to a story (=sequence in real life) and thus get its key. things aren't 'about something,' which you can then figure out. and they can't be solved.

so, what's all the hype about?

everyone was talking about the video for 'dirrty' but all we were seeing was icons! and i hadn't seen the video, nor had my darling. i found some clips of it, but they were really small and fuzzy. at last, though, i found these caps from the video to bring new meaning to the word 'tramp.'

( dirrty caps (explicit. duh.) )

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no, i wasn't staring
i was only trying
to find some substance
to get some meaning

and sometime...

i'm SO much cooler than arwen, you can't even begin to imagine.

::draws hearts around cartoon kirk and spock on the back of college calendar::

in other news--slash gathering! t minus less than 24 hours! tomorrow morning i have to mail a package. believe the po only open from 9-12. sucks, yo. then maybe with wax gone i'll be able to do spanish. at least read it, if not write it. hm. what else should i assemble and print for the gathering?

you know how talking about insects can make you itch?

my eyelids are really havy.

this afternoon i got about THREE weeks' worth of errands done--checks deposited, packing materials bought and prescription filled, quarters obtained, and my monolithic japanese book remoubnd into smaller segments.

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when did standing up become this difficult?