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[18 Dec 2005|06:22pm] |
Somebody please remind me that RPGs are evil things that eat the soul? Please?
*searches vainly for a stick to beat down the urge to apply to  fandomhigh*
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| Deviant Behavior has been the best class ever |
[09 Dec 2005|11:25pm] |
The final exam for my Deviant Behavior class is an essay on deviant sexuality, substance abuse, and deviant music genres. Or, as the teacher put it: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll.
I'm already missing the in-class discussions.
I'm looking for journal articles to reference, so basically I'm just plugging keywords into databases and hoping for a hit. I came up with what may be the single most inspired piece of sociology research in history:
( The Effect of Country Music on SuicideCollapse )
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This could be interesting - from  dhaunea |
[30 Nov 2005|06:27pm] |
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want—good or bad—BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this on your LJ if you are as dreadfully bored as I am. Or not.
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| Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang |
[11 Nov 2005|09:30pm] |
It's not a movie. It's a crackfic. A film noir/buddy flick parody with a detective character named Gay Perry. Gay Perry.
"This isn't good cop, bad cop. This is fag and New Yorker."
Be afraid.
And really, how can you go wrong with a movie that gives a cameo to Abe Lincoln?
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| Being hauled around in a wheelbarrow sounds real good right now. |
[03 Feb 2005|02:06pm] |
As nice as it would be to put up a 'Back from the dead!' post, this is not it. This is a 'Currently at the stage of mostly-dead where I'm capable of planning an assault on the castle but not yet able to hold up my own head' post. Give me another couple weeks and I'll be bluffing my way out of duels before collapsing on the floor.
*winces* I know I owe people things, extraordinarily overdue icons and the like, but I honestly have no idea what was supposed to go to whom. Anyone out there have me on their List of Grudges for not keeping promises?
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| Spoons and fishpaste |
[11 Dec 2004|12:35pm] |
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Finals are over. I'm dancing inside. And seriously considering going to bed and not getting up until next year.
guede_mazaka:
Two things. First, the thought of Kill Bill as part of the Cityverse is absolutely terrifying. DiVAS with a city to rule and supernatural powers to use... *shudders*
Second, ( icons.Collapse )
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[02 Nov 2004|01:27pm] |
I just signed up for the yuletide Treasures Secret Santa Project. Obviously I've lost whatever remained of my mind.
*waits for complete and utter panic to set in*
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[27 Oct 2004|12:06pm] |
*races into room, slams door to lock out the approaching zombie horde, drops shotgun and frantically begins typing SOS*
What? It's a better excuse than "I've been really distracted lately."
Attempt to drag self back into something productive, since all other forms of activity seem to have stalled: Comment here and I'll pick one of your LJ interests and make you an icon. You have no say in what I make an icon of.
- lifted from dhaunea
guede_mazaka- I have a whole folder of fic that I've saved and haven't read yet. Expect to be feedback-bombed this weekend.
*sounds of many hundred shuffling feet becoming louder in the background*
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[04 Oct 2004|11:37am] |
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*briefly claws way back up into sanity*
*plots excruciatingly painful deaths of developmental psychology professor, abnormal psychology proffestor, criminal justice professor, world literature professor, and whatever sadist designed the semseter schedule*
*briefly attempts to plot the death of the cold virus*
*considers the complete and utter idiocy of having just said "I know there's a Bible around here somewhere, but I'll be damned if I can find it" and considers killing self, too*
*gives up last shred of faith in humanity as a species*
*loses grip on thin thread of rationality and sinks back into Nyquil-thick depths of insanity*
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[17 Sep 2004|07:32pm] |
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I helped a turtle cross the road today.
*warm fuzzies*
Does anyone know how long your nails have to be to get a decent manicure?
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| Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to... or not |
[14 Sep 2004|10:34pm] |
The store I work at closed about a month ago- our lease was up but the new space wasn't ready to move into yet. I was wondering why I hadn't gotten a call, the construction should be almost done, but I just ran into one of the other girls and heard the news.
There are warrants out in two different states for my manager. He's currently on the run. I'm trying to remember where I've seen help wanted signs lately.
I'm sure you're all aware of this already, but I'd just like to point out that the clifftop fencing match in The Princess Bride is one of those scenes that absolutely has to be watched *every* *single* *time* it comes on TV.
I'm not left-handed either.
*considering trying to find my copy of The Silent Gondoliers in an effort to maximize the Goldman-love*
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| How are the stripes supposed to go, anyway? |
[24 Jun 2004|12:00pm] |
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It's like... you know when you find a really cool little snake in the backyard, and you want to pick it up and ooh and aah, but before you can find a good snake-picking-up stick it occurs to you that you're not actually sure whether the red is supposed to be next to the black or the yellow?
rokeon@gmail.com
*pokes with stick*
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