A couple of weeks ago, Sarah decided she was going to play A Thousand Questions with me and before long we were both laughing because with each question she asked, I was able to twist it around to have the same answer.
“What’s your favorite movie?”
“What’s your favorite book?”
“What’s your favorite cd?”
She’s been asking me to watch it but we never have enough time (it’s approximately four hours long). But her bringing it up all the time has got me watching it now. I love this movie… it has everything: drama, suspense, history, politics, romance, and even comedy.
Continue reading ‘Gone With the Wind’
From: Post@cia.gov
To: [me]
Date: Nov 21, 2005 7:21 PM
Subject: Your_IP_was_logged
Dear Sir/Madam,
we have logged your IP-address on more than 30 illegal Websites.
Important:
Please answer our questions!
The list of questions are attached.
Yours faithfully,
Steven Allison
++++ Central Intelligence Agency -CIA-
++++ Office of Public Affairs
++++ Washington, D.C. 20505
++++ phone: (703) 482-0623
++++ 7:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m., US Eastern time
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Um, yeahhhhhhhhh. Riiiiiiiight.
Received from Stalker Girl 1.49am my time:
You can hate me all you want but PLEASE don’t tell my parents. I will stop emailing. I won’t block your IP, I won’t go to your site.
You just don’t call the cops. My parent’s will kill me. Please. I won’t do anything more. I swear this in God’s name.
I’ll delete the “To: Valerie” post. I’ll pretend I never knew you. I’ll pretend none of this happens.
What can I do to make you stop telling my parents? I will do it this time. I’ll stop being proud. I’ll go on my way. I’ll do anything from now on. Just don’t tell the cops n my parents
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Chien Yee
sunimasen desu ka
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So we all know this weekend sucked to be me, right?
What do 379 miles, 3 days, 23 hours, and $153 all have in common? They were all wasted this weekend.
It was about 379 miles in round trips from home to the fair three times, including picking Elijah up tonight on the way home. He stayed Friday and Saturday night with my parents. This does not include Steve’s two trips. That would be about another 222 miles.
It was 3 days out of my life that I will never get back.
It was 23 hours of working and drive time. 23 hours of pure boredom.
It was about $153 that I wouldn’t have had to spend had I not done this fair. That includes the $90 registration fee for a space that turned out to be way too small and sales that didn’t even make that back.
Continue reading ‘379 miles, 3 days, 23 hours, $153′
It’s been a while since I dreamed - and I mean that I remember it. Remembering my dreams usually means that I’ve slept quite well. Last night I slept well.
I was with a bunch of people I know (though now I can’t remember who exactly) and we walked up to this building with glass doors and went inside. Off to a right is a display of clothing and someone behind me says, “Cool!! Nineties clothes! Now we can fit in!”
It occurrs to me then that we’re time travlers. So we all walk up to the display and start looking at the clothing.
Continue reading ‘Time Travel?’
THIS SUCKS!!!! :-(
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Mobile Email from a Cingular Wireless Customer http://www.cingular.com
Email from Stalker Girl, 3.25am, my time:
yeah yeah yeah… entretain all your readers. cos you know what, I DON’T CARE now!
Well, nice long post. I NEVER use proxies. I only use Google. I have my own means to get there too.
What then followed was an exact copy of my whole post from yesterday (like that proves… what, anything? Naw, not really.) Then:
Continue reading ‘She just doesn’t get it, does she?’
Please, do not say any of the following things to me:
“We’re going to Walmart.”
“She’s at Walmart.”
Because if you do, the conversation’s bound to end up like what Sarah and I had a couple of weeks ago:
V: Where is she?
S: At Walmart.
V: Where?
S: At Walmart.
V: Yes. But where.
S: At. Wall. Mart.
V: I know! But which one!!?!!!?!
Or like the one a few minutes ago with my brother:
V: Where are you going?
M: Well, we’ll be going to Walmart.
V: Where?
M: Walmart.
V: Yes, but –
M: Walmart.
V: I know, but –
M: Walmart.
V: WHICH ONE!!?!?!?!!?!
M: What?
We live within a half an hour of three Walmarts. Within 45 minutes of another five. Within an hour of another four or so.
Please, please, don’t try to confuse me like this.
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