Tuesday, February 3, 2004

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Annoying personal habit: songs. At any point at any given time on any given day I tend to have a song stuck in my head (and at times try to sing it). Take today, for example. I was reaing Someguy's webpage and now have "Bus Stop" in my head. It's a goldie oldie if you don't recognize the title.

Seems I have nothing better to do with my time now then scramble on the internet during free time in class and write whatever random garble comes floating into my brain and through my fingers on to this website.

Random list of friends by nickname: Pink (the guy who I have a crush on), the David Bowie-ite, writerashley, lupismaris, ID, Super Ego (yeah, like the Fraudian pyschology), (the) Confessor, Dance Partner, the Plaid Avenger (well, right now we're not talking, but I'll be talking about him, he's had a major effect on my life), Marine-Wanna-Be, Stand Partner/Slightly Peeved, Boy, and My Best Friend. I'll add more when they start being mentioned often, these are the ones with potential to being mentioned often.

List on my first little sister's nicknames: Peck, Gelfling, Hobbit, Number One, Chicken, Master Fried Chicken, Peckling, Dork, and others are being created.

My ability to talk about nothing astounds even myself.

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Once upon a time, a long time before either you or I were born, there lived a man. This was no surprising thing. Men have lived for ages and ages. But this man was different.

There was nothing really to differentiate *okay, side note here, I'm a gosh awful speller* this man from all his other neighbors. He didn't look special. He acted normal. The main thing, was an amazing potential that lay within the core of his being that not even he knew about.

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Hmmmm, wonder who he is and where he came from? Don't tend to start things out once upon a time. *ponders*

Oh, because it will come up eventually, Sam and Fred are my goblins who sit on my shoulder. You ever go to my fanfiction section (nome de plume Irish Nobody) they're water elementals, but that's just b/cs they're too smart to be goblins for the Laby world.

Well, I'm going to be a nice girl and allow Marine-Wanna-Be to get on the internet now and look up job options.

Why? I don't know. He's planning on going into the Marines, why he needs to look into job offerings for four years in the future is beyond me. I do not plan that far ahead.
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