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Aug. 16th, 2005 09:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm such a lucky girl, I get to spend my day with
damashita! *bounces*
This song makes me think of
nimrod667*, and then that makes me sad, and considering how full of excitement I am, I should switch songs. In a minute. *soft sigh*
I'm practically buzzing with this ozone-windy-chilly-humid day energy. And I want to change my pants, because the waistband is uncomfortable, but I don't want to wear a skirt. What's a girl to do? *ponders*
And once again, I have far too many links up and open. Must purge!
Mantis vs. Hummingbird via
tulaq
In metaquotes we're discussing 3:16, and the comments get rather raunchy after a while, most especially after someone mentions that they want to put Ezekiel 23:20 on their business cards. Now I want that on my business cards, too. It would look wonderful beneath the "thinkkink.net" link. *grins*
How to tell your son is gay excerpt (via
threegoldfish):
McBoingBoing pictures via
jodawi
Same score as
damashita. I'm telling you, there's something in the water.
On my deathbed I will pray
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone
Who will take me to heaven
To a place I recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The wind was bled
And there you led me on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
Alone
And on I read
Until the day was gone
And I sat in regret
Of all the things I've done
For all that I've blessed
And all that I've wronged
In dreams until my death
I will wander on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
Alone
*Former Relationship TMI Ahead: Reminds me of him because 1) his room/apartment was decorated uber-goth with weird twisted figurines, pictures of black dragons, and a giant, framed poster of the Gashlycrumb Tinies (to name a few of his tastes, though he had a great decorating talent) and 2) because I used to be permitted to come in when he was away and sit in his room reading (often I chose to devour his Xxxenophile comics) for a couple of hours until he got home. I'd brew coffee for him, and then we'd get to talking and . . . well, it was always hard to talk until we got the sex out of the way. Gods, I love good chemistry. And cunnilingus. But you probably already knew that.
And no, you don't get to see the five or six cool job leads I have open on my computer! Mwahahahaha! MINE! MINEMINEMINE!
EDIT: And my daughter is so cool and smart it's funny. Really funny. So Ana said "lunchbox, lunchbox," while looking around to see where she'd left it, and it prompted me to start up with, "badgerbadgerbadgerbadger..." and when we got to the mushroom part, she said, "lunch-box, lunch-box," I cracked up so hard, I think I woke up Jen as I applauded Ana's intelligence. So we got outside, and she started "busbusbusbusbusbus..." and we threw in "lunch-box, lunch-box" and then when it came to the snake part, she pointed to her book and I said, "Book! A book! O! A boooooook!" People look at us funny, but they just don't understand how brilliant my girl is.
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This song makes me think of
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I'm practically buzzing with this ozone-windy-chilly-humid day energy. And I want to change my pants, because the waistband is uncomfortable, but I don't want to wear a skirt. What's a girl to do? *ponders*
And once again, I have far too many links up and open. Must purge!
Mantis vs. Hummingbird via
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In metaquotes we're discussing 3:16, and the comments get rather raunchy after a while, most especially after someone mentions that they want to put Ezekiel 23:20 on their business cards. Now I want that on my business cards, too. It would look wonderful beneath the "thinkkink.net" link. *grins*
How to tell your son is gay excerpt (via
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Dunk your son into a deep pool of water. If he floats to the top, he is full of buoyant gaymotrons (identified by physicists as the gay particle) and therefore gay. If he sinks to the bottom and drowns, he is a poor swimmer and unathletic and therefore gay. If he begins to sink and then just sorta hangs there, the water is gay.
McBoingBoing pictures via
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Pretty fucked 13 is your Fuckedness Number! Crazy! |
You're pretty fucked for the next four years. Why? I don't know, maybe it's because you're actually smart and have real actual morals, and not just the fake Christian kind. Maybe you're a minority. Whatever the reason, you've got fairly high levels of fuckedness. Prepare yourself. It's gonna be a rough 4 years. |
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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Link: The How Fucked by Bush You Are Test written by leelander on Ok Cupid |
Same score as
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To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone
Who will take me to heaven
To a place I recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The wind was bled
And there you led me on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
Alone
And on I read
Until the day was gone
And I sat in regret
Of all the things I've done
For all that I've blessed
And all that I've wronged
In dreams until my death
I will wander on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
Alone
*Former Relationship TMI Ahead: Reminds me of him because 1) his room/apartment was decorated uber-goth with weird twisted figurines, pictures of black dragons, and a giant, framed poster of the Gashlycrumb Tinies (to name a few of his tastes, though he had a great decorating talent) and 2) because I used to be permitted to come in when he was away and sit in his room reading (often I chose to devour his Xxxenophile comics) for a couple of hours until he got home. I'd brew coffee for him, and then we'd get to talking and . . . well, it was always hard to talk until we got the sex out of the way. Gods, I love good chemistry. And cunnilingus. But you probably already knew that.
EDIT: And my daughter is so cool and smart it's funny. Really funny. So Ana said "lunchbox, lunchbox," while looking around to see where she'd left it, and it prompted me to start up with, "badgerbadgerbadgerbadger..." and when we got to the mushroom part, she said, "lunch-box, lunch-box," I cracked up so hard, I think I woke up Jen as I applauded Ana's intelligence. So we got outside, and she started "busbusbusbusbusbus..." and we threw in "lunch-box, lunch-box" and then when it came to the snake part, she pointed to her book and I said, "Book! A book! O! A boooooook!" People look at us funny, but they just don't understand how brilliant my girl is.
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Date: 2005-08-16 05:12 pm (UTC)Mostly because of the oft mistranslated "Her navel overflows with wine".. gotta love those jews and their sexual/language metaphors
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Date: 2005-08-16 05:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-16 05:20 pm (UTC)Navel being one of the meanings for the group of hebrew characters that also make up vagina
wine and water being made from the same characters..
I dunno.. talking about wet pussy in such flowing terms really pokes my happy button.
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Date: 2005-08-16 05:22 pm (UTC)Unfortunately, subtlety is lost on the majority of the American public.
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Date: 2005-08-16 05:23 pm (UTC)