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( School stuff, ignore. )
What the HELL am I doing studying linguistics? What the hell am I doing trying to write essays about linguistics? In relation to French? There's a reason I never took French in school.
Jeez. Someone just shoot me now.
Argh. Nice to give us outdated links to look through and get information from, Mr Teacher Dude, as well as stuff that has absolutely nothing to do with the damn subject. Angst.
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[18 Jun 2004|12:17am] |
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Sure About It - Hanson (Shut up!) |
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My arm hurts. Why? Because I'm a moron and fell into the windowsill. *facepalms* (I managed to break my lamp at the same time, I'm just that good.)
What kind of disease are you?
sugar.coated : | sugar.coated is caused by alien mind control rays.
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A case of sugar.coated complex is characterized by a constant impersonation of Hitler. To cure sugar.coated infection, keep a live squirrel in your underpants for a week. | |
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[13 Jun 2004|09:45pm] |
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Eels - P.S. You Rock My World |
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We regret to announce the unpleasant demise of sugar.coated, who on the 2nd of June of this year was randomly buried alive by an angry cow. This unfortunate incident occurred in an anthill at the foot of the Statue of Liberty. The deceased was reported to have shouted "Not again!" just before expiring. sugar.coated is survived by some thankless family members, who are even now looting the personal effects of the departed. Funeral services will be held the 2nd of next month.
Random Obituary Generator of Doom
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[01 Jun 2004|11:48pm] |
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Something Corporate - Konstantine |
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 You are Swordy Alfonso! Out of all the plastinates you won the 'Plastinate most likely to grow a moustache' award. The award was made out of peas. If you were not a swordsman you would be a train driver. Choo choo!
Which plastinate are you? brought to you by Quizilla
I'm in a mood. Not sure which mood, but it is a mood alright. I might be happy, or possibly inspired or creative, cause I just feel like drawing and writing and reading, but I'm too lazy to actually do any of that. So I listen to music instead and feel even more like writing. Mmmfun. I also feel like sleeping, but since I slept instead of eating dinner, that's not an option. I'm very into the X-Men movie fandom right now, and my thoughts are rather scattered. Ten days 'til I'm out of work. I have chocolate but I really just want water.
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| Go Norway, it's your birthday! |
[17 May 2004|09:50pm] |
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Håkan Hellström - Vän Med Bil |
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Today, I thought it was Saturday for like, a couple of hours. It was very strange, since I'd just returned from work.
Randomly went to IKEA and stole some pencils (they're cool, anyone saying differently will be kicked in the shin). Okay, so I really went there to help my dad with a couch and a desk, the pencils was just a bonus (I'm such a pencil klepto).
Mum's going to the hospital tomorrow, and will be operated on Wednesday. I'm emotionally wired as fuckall and can't really tell up from down. My thoughts are completely scattered as well, and I can barely finish sentences.
I also seem to be loosing my voice. And one of the kids kindasorta dissappeared today at Kindergarten, but it turned out her dad had picked her up without even bothering to go speak to any teacher. (Yay for needless nervous breakdowns.)
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[15 May 2004|11:23pm] |
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Eurovision Song Contest |
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Oh c'mon, that's just the fakest fake that's ever faked. *thumbs nose at buddy voting*
(Fucking hell, I hate you all.)
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[15 May 2004|10:43pm] |
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Eurovision Song Contest |
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Man, I haven't seen hair looking so fake since that plastic wig in Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.
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[15 May 2004|09:55pm] |
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Eurovision Song Contest |
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Wow, it's like the eighties all over again, only without the happy fun feelings.
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[15 May 2004|07:25pm] |
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Håkan Hellström - Atombomb |
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People, would you just stop giving me chocolate already?
 You are a cardinal! You love to try & get others into trouble, even if you have to make up lies...NO ONE expects the Spanish Inquisition!
What Monty Python Character are you? brought to you by Quizilla
(And OMFG I love Håkan Hellström.)
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[14 May 2004|08:19pm] |
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I'm watching a documentary about absinthe, whee fun.
I'm poor now. Besides the money spent on piercing my ear (it didn't hurt much, IMO, but my sister's in pain), I bought some dog toy thingie, and finally bought a spring jacket (Vero Moda, on sale). It's nice and beige, with some gold and crap, and it says BOSTON on the back, but not very visibly. There's also white text on the inside, which is strange but amusing in a way. I also gave a lot of money to my sister, since she's going to thecheapstore tomorrow and will be picking up some stuff for me (videotapes, Date perfume, a Blink 182 CD, and a stuffed dog). So, I have no more money. And need to find my bank card and code in order to take out some more. Yay.
I have even more chocolate now. And I feel like crap.
Take the quiz: "Which Random Irish Gaelic Phrase Are You? "
 Ta mo bhriste tri thine Ta mo bhriste tri thine - 'My trousers are on fire.'You're a few bricks short of a load, aren't you? You're probably not allowed to use sharp objects and you should be locked in a rubber room. With Rubber rats. Rubber rats? I hate rubber rats. They drive me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a rubber room. With rubber rats. Rubber rats? I hate rubber rats...
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[13 May 2004|09:32pm] |
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The Doors - The Crystal Ship |
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I'll be randomly piercing my ear tomorrow. Okay, so it's not very random by then since it's been decided since yesterday, but I really didn't plan to do it. Curse my impulsiveness! *shakes fist* I also wanna buy a MP3 player, of the kind that doesn't die when put into the freezer or oven or being drowned in Coke Light or sand. Although most of 'em seemed to do alright, 'cept for the freezer. And oven, since one melted. (Yay for testing of random thingies in magazines!)
Sister will be bringing ze Håkan Hellström cd tomorrow, w00t! I have candy of copious amounts. Sadly, much of this is chocolate (Schweitzernöt (?), white chocolate and After Eight, mmmmm.), so it's likely to melt tomorrow. Well, crap. I forgot to eat dinner again, so now I'm hungry. And I'm tired as fuckall, so I think I'll go to bed instead.
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[09 May 2004|07:40pm] |
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The Italian Job |
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What the fuck, it sounds like someone's breathing heavily in this room? Only, there's no one but me here. *peers around*
The Italian Job is slashy, yo. (Why are there no fanfics?!) And I now have shirt that says "Poking badgers with spoons". Whee. Despite it being veryvery sunny here right now, it's raining a lot.
I woke up this morning with a tick attached to my wrist, and Pepsi hates me. Am also tired as fuckall and will probably call in sick to work tomorrow, since I'm stupid/lazy/totally and fuckin' drained.
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| AUGH AUGH AUGH! |
[07 May 2004|05:16pm] |
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That 70's Show |
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So, that site that wanted fanart, you know, on the Evo board, it's a couples page, right? And they only use the smacked together versions of the couple names! Jonda, Wandd (seriously, what the fuck?), Romy, Randa, Lancitty, Lietro, Kodd, Kurmanda, Kubitha, Jott, Cryetro, Rietro, Scouge...
I think my soul just died a little.
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| Having computer issues...? |
[07 May 2004|04:21pm] |
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Melroce Place |
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The best thing EVAH OMGWTFBBQ!
Still not done packing. Whooooops? Sister unit kidnapped my computer and showed me funny game sites. Am now hooked on spanking the monkey and barb-jumping and the George Bush shoot-out. Lalalala. I'm sick, so I don't know if I wanna go anyways. >_>
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[06 May 2004|09:43pm] |
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Sarah McLachlan - Blackbird |
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Also, I "think" that your "overusage" of the "quotation marks" has a "negative" influence on me, and "disturbs" me so "that" I can't "even" shave my "legs".
(OMFG time to panic about tipsrundefrågorna!)
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[06 May 2004|09:25pm] |
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Rollergirl - Dear Jessie |
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Stolen from oldskoolstyle
Post this list of Blender's 50 Worst Songs of All Time in your journal and bold the songs that you actually like.
( Ze songs. )
Man, there's a lot of those songs I don't think I've ever heard. And a lot of songs I actually really like. XD (OMFG COTTON EYED JOE!!!11!!1!THEALPHABET!!1)
And, damnit, must pack. Whooops.
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[04 May 2004|11:41pm] |
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Matchbox 20 - Unwell |
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Stolen from subsidaryforge
Take a look at your playlist. Randomize the songs, and take the first 25, regardless of how cheesy or sappy. Post your favourite lyric from each, but not the title or artist. Comments are welcome to try and guess the artist and title.
Wow, I've got like, 42 hours of music (only counting the MP3s, not RealOne thingies and such). o_O No wonder I'm lacking computer space and barely listen to most songs. Anyways!
( Meme! )
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| X-Men Evolution fanfic (Lance/Kitty, Lance/Pietro/Pyro) |
[03 May 2004|08:35pm] |
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White Stripes - Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground |
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Oh, lookit that, I've actually sorta finished a piece of writing! Not really sure what I think about it, other than I'm not too pleased with the ending (but OMGWTFBBQ I give up!).
( Never You Mind )
So, what do you think?
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[02 May 2004|10:20pm] |
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ATC - Around The World |
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Huge ass fires everywhere + lots and lots of alcohol = well, what do you think, really?
Wow, Sweden sure has some stupid holidays.
(Welcome to the new EU, OMGWTFBBQ! I also want a four-day weekend, damnyou!)
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