A romantic hypothesis |
Don't trust:
- People who can't smile in photos
- Males with primarily female friends
- Someone who's really vocal about trying to land a relationship
- Whitey
Posted by on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 23:45:00 GMT |
Home is where you keep your stuff |
After twenty-three years, it's come time to call somewhere else home. Wooh.
Posted by on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 07:50:00 GMT |
Time does its thing |
I was reading the quiz from two entries ago... It's roughly a year later and some things have changed. The questions where the answers are different now:
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
The S...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Aug 2006 00:10:00 GMT |
Fill out if you would |
"This is funny. YOU fill in the blanks about ME even if you dont have any idea what they are and send it back to ME. But first post a blank one out to all your friends so they can return the favor to ...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jan 2006 15:56:00 GMT |
Sorry... I'll be back soon. |
I don't mean to be neglegent and antisocial... it's just that I get put off and distracted very easily and I lose the strength to be out in the open. This time it was mainly because of... well, neverm...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Apr 2005 04:01:00 GMT |
"I was dancing with a dirty blond Texan" |
Being happy is sorta tiring. I can't seem to stay up as late anymore. And I don't know why I've been so abundantly happy with life in general lately, especially when I'm at work; there doesn't seem to...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Mar 2005 01:37:00 GMT |
Went to Tigerheat as a Nicole Without a Paris |
I want to express how painful and wonderful and fun and tiring this week has been, but I can't really find the words. (Well I did, and then I removed them because it was a bunch of esoteric jibberish....
Posted by on Fri, 25 Feb 2005 05:53:00 GMT |
Never done one of these before |
1) Using band names, spell out your name.
Jonatha Brooke
Evanescence
Faith Hill
Frank Sinatra
Real McCoy
E-Rotic
Yellowcard
2) Have you ever had a song written about you? No (unless it wa...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Feb 2005 03:39:00 GMT |
How That Song Ends |
"I dreamt of something last night in my sleep
I saw you sitting in a room without me
You were smiling and you had a tattoo
I'm me, in a room without you
...
I wanna tell you that I've called ...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Feb 2005 03:24:00 GMT |
Paper Prototyping Life |
I'm frikken out! I'm frikken out! I don't say that anymore. Do I really not "frik out" anymore? But I'm getting really hyper and fidgetty (since it's 4am); I hope I don't wake up Shane again, but why ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Feb 2005 04:12:00 GMT |
