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Oct. 14th, 2004 04:40 pm#EE82EE |
Your dominant hues are red and blue. You're confident and like showing people new ideas. You play well with others and can be very influential if you want to be. Your saturation level is lower than average - You don't stress out over things and don't understand people who do. Finishing projects may sometimes be a challenge, but you schedule time as you see fit and the important things all happen in the end, even if not everyone sees your grand master plan. Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything. |
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Oct. 13th, 2004 02:21 pmCAT
Lucky Number: 6
Ruling Planet: Venus
Element: Earth
Primary Color: Indigo
Traits: Gentle and refined; pleasant and sociable. Usually good looking. Natural peacemaker; able to soothe ruffled feelings. Often experiences difficulties in financial fields. Excellent as a host or hostess. Friendly and agreeable.
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Lucky Number: 6
Ruling Planet: Venus
Element: Earth
Primary Color: Indigo
Traits: Gentle and refined; pleasant and sociable. Usually good looking. Natural peacemaker; able to soothe ruffled feelings. Often experiences difficulties in financial fields. Excellent as a host or hostess. Friendly and agreeable.
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Oct. 13th, 2004 02:15 pmTHE ULTIMATE SILENCE
October 12, 1998

Listen to the mustn'ts, child.
Listen to the don'ts.
Listen to the shouldn'ts,
The impossibles, the won'ts.
Listen to the never haves,
Then listen close to me ...
Anything can happen, child.
Anything can be.
~ Shel Silverstein
Six years ago today, Matthew Shepard was murdered for being homosexual.
What will you do to end the silence?
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Oct. 5th, 2004 04:34 pmYou Know You're From Canada When... |
You're not offended by the term, "Homo Milk." You understand the phrase, "Could you pass me a serviette, I just dropped my poutine, on the chesterfield." You eat chocolate bars, not candy bars. You drink pop, not soda. You know what a Mickey and 2-4 mean. You don't care about the fuss with Cuba. It's a cheap place to go for your holidays, with good cigars. You know that a pike is a type of fish, not part of a highway. You drive on a highway, not a freeway. You have Canadian Tire money in your kitchen drawers. You know that Casey and Finnegan were not part of a Celtic musical group. You get excited whenever an American television show mentions Canada. You brag to Americans that: Shania Twain, Jim Carrey, Celine Dion and many more are Canadians. You know that the C.E.O. of American Airlines is a Canadian! You know what a touque is. You know that the last letter of the English alphabet is always pronounced "Zed" not "Zee". You understand the Labatt Blue commercials. You know how to pronounce and spell "Saskatchewan." You perk up when you hear the theme song from "Hockey Night in Canada." You were in grade 12, not the 12th grade. "Eh?" is a very important part of your vocabulary and more polite than, "Huh?" Winter. Whenever you want it. And then some. There's German food, Italian food, Chinese food, Armenian food, American food, but NO Canadian food. You call a "mouse" a "moose". You like the Americans a little because they don't want Quebec either. Contests run by anyone other than the government have "skill-testing questions" that winners must answer correctly before they can claim a prize. Everything is labelled in English and French. Milk comes in plastic bags as well as cartons and plastic jugs. Mountain Dew has no caffeine. Correction: It's not a "touque", it's a "tuque" You say 'aboot' not 'about' There are more pages about Hockey than the news in the newspapers You know what the plug at the front of the car is for You can ALMOST understand what Jean Chrétien says You know what are Tim Horton, Zellers and Canadian Tire You have a canadian flag sowed on your backpack (unless you live in Québec) You go overseas and insist that you are Canadian when people hear your accent to make sure they won't think you are American You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Canada. |
Revenge is sweet
Sep. 28th, 2004 08:43 pmShe spent the first day packing her belongings into
boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her
things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their
beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft
background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and
a
bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a
few half-eaten shrimp shells, dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the
curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was
bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell.
They tried everything; cleaning and mopping and airing the
place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam
cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere.
Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during
which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid
to
replace the expensive wool carpeting.
Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit...
Repairmen refused to work in the house...The maid quit...
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided
to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half,
they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and
eventually, even the local Realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to
purchase a
new place.
The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told her
the saga of the rotting house.
She listened politely, and said that she missed her old home
terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement
in exchange for getting the house back...
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he
agreed on price that was about 1/10 of what the house had been
worth...But
only if she were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed, and within the hour, his lawyers delivered the
paperwork.
A week later, the man and his new girlfriend stood smirking as they
watched
the moving company pack everything to take to
their new home...
...including the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU????
boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her
things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their
beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft
background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and
a
bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a
few half-eaten shrimp shells, dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the
curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was
bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell.
They tried everything; cleaning and mopping and airing the
place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam
cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere.
Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during
which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid
to
replace the expensive wool carpeting.
Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit...
Repairmen refused to work in the house...The maid quit...
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided
to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half,
they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and
eventually, even the local Realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to
purchase a
new place.
The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told her
the saga of the rotting house.
She listened politely, and said that she missed her old home
terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement
in exchange for getting the house back...
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he
agreed on price that was about 1/10 of what the house had been
worth...But
only if she were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed, and within the hour, his lawyers delivered the
paperwork.
A week later, the man and his new girlfriend stood smirking as they
watched
the moving company pack everything to take to
their new home...
...including the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU????
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Sep. 28th, 2004 04:51 pm| My LiveJournal 12 Days |
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| My True Love gave to me... |
| 12 atalantapendrags a-sipping. |
| 11 baronghettos a-twirling. |
| 10 breklors a-staring. |
| 9 celticfrogs a-hugging. |
| 8 chaneecats a-writing. |
| 7 ericthemads a-giggling. |
| 6 lt_howitzers a-posting. |
| 5 sapphire mariottas. |
| 4 typing oedis. |
| 3 Burmese patgunds. |
| 2 horse seeker9s. |
| And a snowelf in a apricot tree. |
| Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern. |
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Sep. 27th, 2004 09:49 pmBooks on the ALA's 100 Most Banned Books 1990-2000 list; ones I've read in bold.
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Sep. 23rd, 2004 01:01 pm
Good. You know your music. You should be able to
work at Championship Vinyl with Rob, Dick and
Barry
Do You Know Your Music (Sorry MTV Generation I Doubt You Can Handle This One)
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