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not as bad as it initially seems
Jun. 28th, 2005 10:05 am
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randomly generated post
Apr. 3rd, 2004 01:20 am[NOTE: This is a very fake post. But I had fun with the post generator!]
I feel your pain, because the ability to appreciate other people's agony is achieved by the same parts of the brain that we use to experience pain for ourselves.
Last night I had to count sheep to get to sleep, but I got stuck on what comes after 38, and had to start all over again. I think I was up for an extra two hours until I finally got to 39.
I want to tell the world that... well, that I hope that no one sees me as a threat. I’m not going to hurt anybody. I’m not going to overthrow any governments. I just want your marshmallow peeps.
I am cleaning my guns before I go to work today, because a clean gun is a happy gun.
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's ten thousand photographs of my cat.
I want to say thanks to everyone who has bothered to read this silly post.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said "Well, Mrs. Jones, I'm afraid you're not quite as sick as we'd hoped."
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you that you have too much time on your hands. Get off of the computer and go outside!
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.
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And now I'm going to bed!!
I feel your pain, because the ability to appreciate other people's agony is achieved by the same parts of the brain that we use to experience pain for ourselves.
Last night I had to count sheep to get to sleep, but I got stuck on what comes after 38, and had to start all over again. I think I was up for an extra two hours until I finally got to 39.
I want to tell the world that... well, that I hope that no one sees me as a threat. I’m not going to hurt anybody. I’m not going to overthrow any governments. I just want your marshmallow peeps.
I am cleaning my guns before I go to work today, because a clean gun is a happy gun.
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's ten thousand photographs of my cat.
I want to say thanks to everyone who has bothered to read this silly post.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said "Well, Mrs. Jones, I'm afraid you're not quite as sick as we'd hoped."
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you that you have too much time on your hands. Get off of the computer and go outside!
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.
Created with the Gregors's Semi-Automatic LiveJournal Updater™. Update your journal today!
And now I'm going to bed!!
If you call me Morg, either I've known you since I was 17 or I know you from online (probably ISCA).
If you call me Morgan, you are the parent of someone who has introduced me as "Morg".
If you call me DJ Morg, you remember me from a club where I DJ'd. I'd be pretty stunned, since that was quite a few years back!
If you call me Morg The Vampire you definitely know me from ISCA.
If you call me Spider you either know me from online or from clubbing.
If you call me Spiderdust, you either know me from online or or a con.
If you call me Kelli, I've at least met you in person, and I probably know you well.
If you call me Kellene, you are my high school geometry teacher.
If you call me Kelli "Mellow-chick", you are probably reading my name off of a list & may be a telemarketer.
If you call me Kelli "Meh-LOW-sick", you'll be praised for not mangling the Russian surname.
If you call me Kelli Briarmoon, you are one of the select few.
If you call me Mrs. Castle, you are a telemarketer.
If you call me Cedar, you knew me on Brinta BBS. I'd be utterly floored that anyone knew my identity.
If you call me Recruit Wafflebutt, you are one of my old drill instructors. Because of you, I hate using a milk crate for a chair to this day.
If you call me Mommy, you are my child.
If you call me Morgan, you are the parent of someone who has introduced me as "Morg".
If you call me DJ Morg, you remember me from a club where I DJ'd. I'd be pretty stunned, since that was quite a few years back!
If you call me Morg The Vampire you definitely know me from ISCA.
If you call me Spider you either know me from online or from clubbing.
If you call me Spiderdust, you either know me from online or or a con.
If you call me Kelli, I've at least met you in person, and I probably know you well.
If you call me Kellene, you are my high school geometry teacher.
If you call me Kelli "Mellow-chick", you are probably reading my name off of a list & may be a telemarketer.
If you call me Kelli "Meh-LOW-sick", you'll be praised for not mangling the Russian surname.
If you call me Kelli Briarmoon, you are one of the select few.
If you call me Mrs. Castle, you are a telemarketer.
If you call me Cedar, you knew me on Brinta BBS. I'd be utterly floored that anyone knew my identity.
If you call me Recruit Wafflebutt, you are one of my old drill instructors. Because of you, I hate using a milk crate for a chair to this day.
If you call me Mommy, you are my child.
I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.
But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach."
I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal, if you feel like it.
But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach."
I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal, if you feel like it.
this came as no surprise
Jun. 27th, 2002 02:29 pmI tend to not sleep well.
I'm often an insomniac, and when I do fall asleep, I toss and turn and flail and kick, often beating the heck out of the other people in the bed.
( So guess what kind of dreamer I am? )
I'm often an insomniac, and when I do fall asleep, I toss and turn and flail and kick, often beating the heck out of the other people in the bed.
( So guess what kind of dreamer I am? )
