Friday, May 31, 2002
Hmmmm....I meant to do this Matching with Emily....did that wrong, accidentally got it with Katie...anyway, you all can take it and it will e-mail me our results, so I really suggest you do.
How Compatible are You with me?
Take take take.
On with it.
SimilarMinds.com Compatibility Test |
Your match with Katie you are 79% similar you are 78% complimentary |
Take take take.
On with it.
Wednesday, May 29, 2002
Are you a ho? Find out @ She's Crafty
Shows how accurate THOSE tests are.
Which Breakfast Clubber Are You? Find out @ She's Crafty
Okay....love Ally Sheedy, and the Basketcase thing definitely works for me.
Who are you? Find out @ She's Crafty
Hmmm...I know nothing about him. I wonder why!
On with it.
Tuesday, May 28, 2002
"I had a bad day again
She said I would not understand
She left a note and said I'm sorry I....
I had a bad day again.
And she swears there's nothing wrong
I hear her play that same old song
She puts me off and puts me on
I had a bad day again..."
I whole heartedly believe in keeping the mood of the beginning of a piece of writing alive and well by playing the same song over and over again, but as much as I love that one, it's fairly limited. Only so many times I can listen to it. So if my mood changes, blame...Mandy Moore.
That's right...from Fuel to Mandy Moore. But it all works into the great secret theme that select few- pretty much one person, since Jenn doesn't so much check the site- will get. (Hey doll!)
Sometimes I wish I were still catholic, so I could congesss to a priest. As it is, I have a few things to come clean about....and I don't want to ever get around to doing it.
But I suppose I owe that confessee more than I owe you, dear readers. Not that I don't love y'all, too.
God, I hate ambiguous posts....and love 'em at the same time. It reminds me of special little connections I have with those who understand them.
I kinda miss Mark.
I'm out. On with it.
She said I would not understand
She left a note and said I'm sorry I....
I had a bad day again.
And she swears there's nothing wrong
I hear her play that same old song
She puts me off and puts me on
I had a bad day again..."
I whole heartedly believe in keeping the mood of the beginning of a piece of writing alive and well by playing the same song over and over again, but as much as I love that one, it's fairly limited. Only so many times I can listen to it. So if my mood changes, blame...Mandy Moore.
That's right...from Fuel to Mandy Moore. But it all works into the great secret theme that select few- pretty much one person, since Jenn doesn't so much check the site- will get. (Hey doll!)
Sometimes I wish I were still catholic, so I could congesss to a priest. As it is, I have a few things to come clean about....and I don't want to ever get around to doing it.
But I suppose I owe that confessee more than I owe you, dear readers. Not that I don't love y'all, too.
God, I hate ambiguous posts....and love 'em at the same time. It reminds me of special little connections I have with those who understand them.
I kinda miss Mark.
I'm out. On with it.
Monday, May 27, 2002
EL prom last night. Amazing.
Mardi Gras theme. There were beads everywhere and everyone was wearing them. Mine are gold, and on my arm.
I want to wear them for the rest of my life.
Shouldn't say too much else. Or, hey, that much either I guess.
"Maybe in another life
We wouldn't be alone tonight....
Oooooo,
I've hurt you I can see.
Oooooo,
Do you think it's not hurting me?
Oooooooo,
The grass ain't always green,
And if it's hurtin' you
You know that it's hurtin' me."
~Robbie Williams
On with it.
Mardi Gras theme. There were beads everywhere and everyone was wearing them. Mine are gold, and on my arm.
I want to wear them for the rest of my life.
Shouldn't say too much else. Or, hey, that much either I guess.
"Maybe in another life
We wouldn't be alone tonight....
Oooooo,
I've hurt you I can see.
Oooooo,
Do you think it's not hurting me?
Oooooooo,
The grass ain't always green,
And if it's hurtin' you
You know that it's hurtin' me."
~Robbie Williams
On with it.
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