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Runnin off in robot pants with a fistful of knives

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About Me

Ode to the Poodle
poodle.
"poo,"
with a dangly
"dle"
at the end.
and some fluff.
thank you.
*snap snap snap*

so, that being said, now to the whole describing me thing...um...virgo, minus organization...rather artsy, i suppose, spontaneous, indecisive, up for pretty much anything. yeah. and stuff.
Antaur: mmm waffle house
Muffin Master: hehe
Hussie: lol you should visit while im working ill give
ya some waffles
Antaur: ~remembers slow dancing with brian in one~
Muffin Master: mmmmmmmmm waffly goodness
Muffin Master: in a waffle?
Antaur: lol
Antaur: no
Antaur: in le house of waffles
Muffin Master: hehe i liked the first mental image better
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You scored as Friedrich Nietzsche. You are Friedrich Nietzsche. You are a sweet philosopher who belived that humans are caught up in "herds" and need to break free and be individuals. Also, there are no standards to judge against, because "God is dead." You also probably suffer from a mental illness, probably due to some form of an untreated STD, and will most likely suffer a mental collapse.

Friedrich Nietzsche


68%

Martin Heidegger


57%

Jean-Paul Sartre


46%

Albert Camus


46%

Not An Existentialist


43%

Soren Kierkegaard


39%
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My Interests



I'd like to meet:

Intelligent, overall, or willing to become so at least while they're with me. Chameleons welcome, but not too green. :Psense of humor, please. yay sarcasm. yay houstonians, yay artists (pronounced "arr-teests"), yay poets and writers of all forms. basically, yay anyone without a tremendous bug up their bum; gimme a ring.

"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming, "WOO HOO - What a Ride!" - unknown

Music:



Below: Alanis Morissette doing "My Humps..." i died...

Movies:


Books:



"And now...
RANDOM
SHIT!!!

My Blog

what i saw today.

random.  smoke trails of airplanes crossing the sky,  creating perfect symmetry from my perspective,  a flawless four-way division of the sky,  as if to say,  "sorry, heaven's...
Posted by Runnin off in robot pants with a fistful of knives on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 04:36:00 PST

squeak squeak

I am the mouse in your cage. you are fascinating, each scale on your body reflective, I can see my own twitching nose, nervous eyes. but I never know when you may take a bite of me. at cost of limb an...
Posted by Runnin off in robot pants with a fistful of knives on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 08:55:00 PST

Camwhore.

new eyes for me! begin camwhore time. Vogue. Don't ask... What you lookin at, Willis? Rawr.   end camwhore time. yeah, they're not much different from my old ones, but i think i look smart...
Posted by Runnin off in robot pants with a fistful of knives on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 05:36:00 PST

You look so good in blue, you look so good in blue...

go ahead. smack my bitch up. i don't mind. my cats are the devil. each of them indivudually. the devil. i'm behind on skool still; been busting my butt lately on it, but not caught up completely. it'...
Posted by Runnin off in robot pants with a fistful of knives on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 04:37:00 PST

with regard to my newborn arachnid kids, there's something we must discuss...

mmk, i'm so tired that i have that queasy stomach tiredness thingy. but i still don't wanna sleep. my CRAB died. my god, my crab died. one of them, anyway. Ferdd. (yes, Ferdd...that's not a typo...
Posted by Runnin off in robot pants with a fistful of knives on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

This is, by far, not my original idea. i modified a story...and i like how it turned out. it is, however, my writing. enjoy :D

The Tale of The Big, Green, Sour Pickles Again, Mr. Schaffer. Once more, into the microphone. I just told you everythin. I told you everythin yesterday, too. Ive been tellin everybody who ...
Posted by Runnin off in robot pants with a fistful of knives on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST