You are viewing the community wolffoxnfolfy Log in   Create a LiveJournal Account   Learn more

Explore LJ   Culture   Entertainment   Life   Music   News & Politics   Technology   Interest Region Site & User FAQ Email IM Info

Friday, August 29th, 2008 stevefoxx Subject: tagged by lilwyvern! Time: 3:37 pm. Mood: groggy. Da Rulz:  You have been tagged.  You have to write a blog with 10 random things, facts, goals, or habits about yourself.  At the end, choose 10 people to be tagged, listing their names & why you chose them.  You can't tag a person who has tagged you. 1) Given my druthers, I'd make a lot of money quickly, go back to college for a degree in American History, and teach High School. 2) I've always wanted an 80's corvette with a Digital dash, despite them being a huge pain in the ass to work on. 3) I really regret selling my Husqvarna 250 from back in the day... 4) The first time I had Shabu Shabu was in Japan. I <3 Shabu Shabu. 5) I'd like to own a home with a decent sized garage so I can work on projects, and still have the ability to walk away when frustrated. 6) Now that I have a passport, London is on my list of places to see in person. 7) I think I'd have to say that my favorite movie is Casablanca. Love the dialogue, and the style of the movie. 8) I'm dissappointed that hats fell out of vogue around the time Kennedy was in office 9) I'm intimidated by things I don't understand. It's part of why I'm so curious. 10) I really want to learn how to weld. Just because. Comments: Read 6 or Add Your Own. stevefoxx Time: 1:20 pm. Mood: amused. Being vague is more fun than doing other things! Comments: Read 7 or Add Your Own. shy_matsi Subject: chat Time: 3:02 pm. Entertainment :D hehe :) Are you bored? Come chat wif me :) I put up a chat room for my website Furry4Life, but you don't have to be a registered member of F4L to use the chat room.. because they are run on two different databases.. So you do have to register for the chat room tho, but it's only like 5 fields :) and good forevers.. I won't spam you :) I promises.. hehe :) First Register to Chat wif me Then login to chat wif me! :) Comments: Read 4 or Add Your Own. conduit Subject: What are you doing Sept 19th? Time: 11:14 am. Mood: Happy as fuck >.>;. I'm getting fucking drunk.. My flight back to halifax lands at 6 34 am and by god I'm going to drink my tail off before the next day comes. So who wants to drink with me ^^ I don't really wanna drink by myself and I know I promised a couple people some form a liquer beverage.. one of them I actually owe it too. So yea anyone wanna do something on the nineteenth? Kali Comments: Add Your Own. alfafox Subject: Flies - natures hidden genius? Time: 2:18 pm. ( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. ) Comments: Read 4 or Add Your Own. sushie_shuakhwe Subject: *Sigh* Time: 6:42 pm. Mood: crushed. Music: The TV. I'm sorry, but my family argues about stupid things, and when I shout back, I get told not to speak like that. WTF? Yes, I'm aware it has logic to it, but I'm also aware that it's highly hypocritical of them. In thinking this, I, myself, might be hypocritical, so, I'm not sure what to think. I wish I could just feel one way about something, make up my mind and not fear the ramifications of my choice. Today, as I foretold, wasn't a good day. It was accompanied by this drudgy sense of my bottom half falling out from beneath me, and nothing mattered. I still feel like this, and it's largely my fault, I know, but there's no stopping this kind of depression. It's insidious, it lasts until you sleep, and nothing, hardly anything stops it, because it warps your mind so that everyone around you is vile and uninteresting. I got nothing done today, and I'm disappointed, because I was up early and ready quickly. That's why I'm not feeling better now, because my son of a bitch bastard fucking brothers are retarded idiots who can't commit to their education, even if it, you know, might actually FUCKING help them in life. I didn't get anything done today, and it's all my fault. I never went anywhere, did anything, and it's weighing on me, so heavily, I just want to go to bed and cry. Cept I can't, because I never go to sleep until its past midnight. My mum's angry with me, so I can't go to her. Everything around me is dangerous and vile and I feel trapped. I wish she knew, God, I wish she knew what this was like. I don’t wish ill on them, but Jesus Christ, fucking get a life. I'm so tired. I can't do anything, and I know it, and I can't do anything. Comments: Add Your Own. damonblackpaw Subject: EF stuff Time: 10:21 am. Mood: cheerful. - I got to hug one of my favourite fursuits last night. I don't know how to mime "Can I take you back to my room?", so it ended there. ;) - I drank a large amount of German beer last night. I think they've laced it with something addictive. - I spent over 3 and a half hours last night in fursuit and didn't realize it because it was so much fun. I swear I had more photos taken last night than at every other furry convention I've been to combined. - The breakfast I'm eating is pretty good, but worth €4,50 :P Edit: I made the observation last night that fursuiting at a lot of American conventions feels like a chore sometimes because it seems like you have to work super-hard just to get noticed. Does anyone else feel this way? Comments: Read 3 or Add Your Own. Thursday, August 28th, 2008 fenrisfox Subject: CS/Hacking/Kitsune-OR: The BGP exploit: Effects on Tor routing and overall anonymity? Time: 10:22 pm. Mood: geeky. This is reposted from a question I originally sent to the or-talk discussion list, so that you guys can talk about it if you want: Once I read about the recent BGP exploit - which has the potential to re-route the traffic of millions of users - I had a question, from a theoretical standpoint: If such siphoning drew in traffic passing in between Tor nodes, would this have an effect on reducing anonymity for the users having their traffic relayed by these nodes? If so, how? Comments: Read 1 or Add Your Own. fenrisfox Subject: CS/Hacking: Massive eavesdropping hole found in one of the Internet's fundamental protocols Time: 7:19 pm. Mood: geeky. When I read about the potential scope of this BGP hijacking exploit, I think my heart skipped a beat. The Bad News In short: Anyone with a large enough network could potentially eavesdrop on millions upon millions of people, anywhere in the world, without their knowledge. Any unencrypted traffic - like normal Web browsing, most email and IM conversations, etc. - is at risk. For those who don't know what BGP is, think of it as the language of the Internet's automatic "traffic cops." There are so many networks that make up the Internet, that a system had to be easily found to tell other networks what networks were out there, how to get stuff there, and how to route around broken parts. That's what BGP does. This exploit uses these "traffic cop signals" to trick networks on the Internet into redirecting traffic to the attacker, that he has no claim over. The victims cannot tell that this has happened. The Good News This hack was discovered by white-hats, and they already have a solution well in the works. Cryptography is to come to the rescue here, as it - in the form of digital signing - is integral to Secure BGP, or SBGP. SBGP is simply an extention to BGP, similar to how HTTPS - used every day for credit card transations and the like - added a security layer to HTTP. However, SBGP won't do any good unless it's widely implemented - so let's hope that ISPs and other large institutions wake up and smell the carnage. Comments: Read 9 or Add Your Own. fenrisfox Subject: RW/CS: How to make data survive for 25 years (PROTIP: You don't read it with a computer.) Time: 6:43 pm. Mood: geeky. I ran into an interesting post on Slashdot today (though it's a day old or so): "I've been tasked with finding a way to bury digitally stored photographs in a small underground time capsule to be opened in 25 years ... Ideas and feedback will be appreciated." As always, the technical debate raged back and forth in the article - but as far as I'm concerned, the original poster had it wrong in his first 11 words. At least one reply in the thread concurs with my surprisingly low-tech suggestion: He should print the photos out. While simply printing them will overcome the threat of obsolescence, he needs to take slightly more care if he wants the photos to survive the other threat - environmental factors (oxidation, chemical reactions from within the media, etc). In particular, he needs to use a good acid-free print stock at the bare minimum (that should last around a quarter-century); ideally, he should use an archival stock (lifespan: 100-500 years). He needs to be careful with the ink, too. Some inkjet inks are cellulose-reactive, much like Noodler's Ink (which I use in my fountain pens); such inks should last for 25 years - if not longer - as long as they're not exposed to UV light (which they wouldn't be in a buried capsule). If he wants maximum durability, I've heard of specially-designed archival inkjet inks, which should ensure a lifetime of 100 years or more. If he feels he must stay with a digital medium, I've heard of archival CDs meant to last 100 years; however, I'd be far more worried about obsolescence than environmental factors. After all, a medium that can last 500 years isn't any good if no one can read it, is it? Comments: Read 5 or Add Your Own. loki_mk2 Subject: Intrade Prediction Markets Time: 9:52 pm. Mood: accomplished. Music: Cold Play - Viva la Vida. http://www.intrade.com/ Long story short, people buy stock in events they think are going to happen to make real money. It sounds bizarre but apparently their accuracy in predicting events and politics is very good since people don't lie as much when money is involved. :) For example, Mitt Romney has spiked to almost 70% to be McCain's VP pick... so we will see if that pans out to be true. I've seen news that he's going to soon call all the people he vetted and let them know his decision so I guess we get to find out soon. If you look at his trading graph you can see it recently spiked in the last half of August: EDIT: Haha, now Palenty is at 75% and Romney at 12% - I really wonder who it will be. :) Beck had one guy from Intrade on his show and I think he mentioned the fact that someone has inside information on a certain event and will buy up on it in order to make a good profit. Pretty neat shit. You can't do that in a real stock market of course but that's what makes this thing so great. :3 Also, the way you make money is this: You buy into events with unambiguous results. They give an example of George Bush being re-elected in 2004. At one point it was trading at a 63% likelihood that he will be elected. If you bought in at 63% and Bush won (like he did) then you would make a profit of the difference of the event happening (100%) minus the cost of event when you bought in (63%) for each contract you bought. For each percentage point difference, you get 10 cents for each contract you bought. 100% - 63% = 37 points x 10 cents = 3.70 per contract If he lost, you would have lost $6.30 per contract since 0% - 63% = -63%! Oh, you also have to factor out a commission fee as well but that's common sense since the site has to make money somehow. It's pretty neat idea. I might go in and do the practice one; they give you $5k of 'fake' money to play with... I don't think I want to spend real money on it haha. :) Comments: Read 1 or Add Your Own. fenrisfox Subject: RW/WD/Vegas: Of Anime Vegas Time: 6:38 pm. Mood: anxiously happy. Quite a few people around here know that I'm volunteering to help out with Anime Vegas; what a lot of them don't know, is that I'm going to be part of the technical team. What I didn't know, is that (according to Mike, on that team) technicians are not considered minions (the lowest folks on the totem pole); he kept saying, "You're not a minion anymore." This was unexpected. =:oD In any case, I'm looking forward to the convention. I wonder if they'll have the weapons dealer there again this year? I'd like to look into a full-metal-tang katana... =xoD Comments: Add Your Own. Friday, August 29th, 2008 sushie_shuakhwe Subject: FUCKING WANK! Time: 8:58 am. Mood: crushed. Music: The TV. My brothers decided to fucking stay home from school, again. Of course, I'm pissed, and of course, every reasoning I could offer would be taken the wrong way and thrown back against me. So I'm saying nothing, and I'm going to take myself off to a movie. I swear to God, though, if my mum even dares give me that speech about Christian living and conflict resolution, I am going to FUCKING LOSE MY HEAD. See, see me, I'm being a good girl even though your other fucking children are uncontrollable idiots. *Sigh.* I was looking forward to having a reasonably good day too. Get housework done, spend time alone with mum, have a coffee with mum. AND THEY FUCKING SLEPT IN AND STAYED HOME?! I mean, FUCK, half an hour late to school, big freaking whoop, but, no, they just gave up that easily. Nothing I can say changes anything right here, right now, and I could fucking scream. But I won't. The advantage of OCD is that I have a mind warping ability to appear largely unbothered and uninterested, contrary to my real emotions. This translates into me being so emotionally dead that I'm just going to shuffle out of the house and nobody will care. Lovely family moments. I'm sorry, but I don't forgive them for this. They dirty my only other real day off. I know what comes now, arguments about lunch, petty squabbles, can we do this, or that, even though WE'RE FUCKING NOT MEANT TO BE AT HOME RIGHT NOW! Actually, I'm just going to spend the whole day out until 3. Fuck homework, I can do it tomorrow. I'm going to go spend some money, take a book, do something, away from them. How dare they try to ruin my day. They don't even get punished for missing school, no one cares, no one gives a bleeding fuck in hell about who has missed what, or what knowledge they've missed out on. I detest giving up so easily. I think it is vile and horrible. Heh, if I gave up that easily, I'd be dead, so we see how this gets me. Not that I’ve never done it, but I would never dare do it as frequently as they do. So, fuck it. I'm having some juice and I'm going to check my laptop battery and go off to Scope. Fuck them and the horse they rode in on. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. And people don’t understand why other people cut themselves. Fucking get an imagination and try pushing yourself to the pinnacle of emotion, of pain, of everything. Then we’ll see how you go, how you turn out. Why do so many people have to be fucking wankers? There is no sympathy in this. There is no feeling sorry for them and their “supposed” fight. There are no apologies that can make this better. I could type until I’m blue in the face, but nothing makes stealing my alone time away, any better. Yeah, anybody who wants to get all self righteous about family values and swearing, you can fucking piss off and go jump off a cliff. I don’t give a flying fuck. Edit: They're going down to Scope. I half as much thought they would. There is no escaping them. I'm going to Delish instead then. I just need to get away from them and the blatant evidence that my brothers clearly have no idea of culpability and formal education. Comments: Add Your Own. Thursday, August 28th, 2008 ferinoch Subject: So long FAP Time: 4:58 pm. Mood: annoyed. Huh. I guess I'm gonna miss furryartpile. It was nice. Still, it kinda poisons the memory with Eki just yanking it down. It would have been nice to have a week or so to contact the artists you liked that weren't on FA and see if they had alternate sites. Hey, he's gonna give us a couple days!  Yay! Comments: Add Your Own. stevefoxx Time: 1:40 pm. Mood: calm. Music: Sam & Dave - Soothe Me. Home safe and sound. Cocktail, shower, nap. In about that order, currently. Comments: Read 8 or Add Your Own. shy_matsi Subject: Posted using TxtLJ Time: 10:08 am. Ugh, my new bosses now hold meetings in the middle of the office, so now i cant play online D: Comments: Read 8 or Add Your Own. Friday, August 29th, 2008 sushie_shuakhwe Subject: Randomness... Time: 1:38 am. Mood: frustrated. Music: My Mum. I've secretly stalked my old Maths teacher's journal for nigh on three years now. It's sad, that I can't comment there, because, to be honest, I shouldn't even know it exists. He really was a great teacher though, so, the fact that I'm a super stalker bothers me little. *Spent a large portion of Today's lecture about marketing staring at a man's crotch.* Jeans are nice. Comments: Read 1 or Add Your Own. sushie_shuakhwe Subject: All By Myself... Na Na Na Na... Time: 1:02 am. Mood: curious. Music: Coma White - Marilyn Manson. Buh. Last Thursday I girl I know at TAFE, vaguely know, who used to be in my glass, threatened to cut herself to a friend of mine, a friend who is still in my class. Consequently, I got to watch this unfold as friend in my class went to friend in class before she left the class, and, there was crying and sadness and upset. I listen now, I listen and sit quietly by as they speak, and I hear them talking about whether she should be on meds. I hear the teachers say, why must she be like that, she's so talented, and the words, burn at my heart, they tear at my chest, and it's so painful. There's nothing I can do for my friend, or this sad girl, there's nothing I can say to my friend, because, friend is a loosely used word here. We talk, we're friendly, and that's about as much as we known about each other. But I so desperately want to write her a letter and tell her it'll be ok, because I can see that the suicidal girl makes her so sad, so very sad. Being that Sazi is, clearly, the person to talk about; I'll just ramble for a while now. In case no one noticed, I tend to do that, take an interest in a person and ramble about them. The people who get rambled about, are friends, and usually, why I ramble, is because I'm puzzled. I'm also waiting for the interest in her to tire out, because then, there will be less pressure at my heart, less aching for her being so much like me, and I'll just be able to continue along with friends and common niceties and lengthy discussions about science fiction and writing. Because, while I'm kind of sure I know what I want in life, I'm never sure enough, and the whispers in my head make sure of that. Anyway, Sazi puzzles me sometimes. Ok, so, I'm not ugly, or deformed, but she really is beautiful. She's got the corner on that, and she's also cryptic with these little personal nuances and quirks that make her, personally, quite a good example of a person. I say this because she thinks like me, types like me, and when that isn't padding quietly at my heartstrings, I am curious. How can I put this without being too informative or forward? She doesn't seem to be, ah, wanting, needing, of a relationship at the moment. Worried about people not living up to certain held expectations, perhaps. Being that we had this conversation yesterday, I've been wondering about it. Not to divulge personal information or anything, not anything that can't be gained from journal reading, anyway, I think. Hmm. So, I've been thinking, over the past day or so, how can someone be, just, worried about a relationship. I mean, I am, but that's more if it happens, what then, as opposed to, it not happening because of, well, whatever it is. I had a shower just now, I think very well in showers mind you, and it kind of clicked. Naturally, everything comes back to my writing, of course it does. I guess, the closest parallel that I can reach is Sid after his wife died. For a long while, I think, he didn't want anything, any contact, any touch, any sex. He still doesn't want a relationship, a lasting one, but that's more because he's already had a life, a lifetime, with someone, and he couldn't bear to go through that all again with what he's had behind him. He has sex though, and so, maybe, I can see this, like that. For a while, he wanted nobody close to him, like that, like, loving, intimate, romance, and now, he's better. As far as Sid is concerned, there's no real getting over Marianne, Christopher and Michael, but at least he's continuing. It just kind of made me sad that Sazi might feel this way because she's been let down, or feels that she would be let down. I suppose, I do worry about stuff like that, but right now, I'm more concerned with being generally likeable enough to fall into a relationship. Yes, yes, I know I am, but it hasn't exactly worked in my favor just yet, so, give it a rest. Of course, there's no bandaid to feeling like that, and wouldn't I know it, because the same feeling stopped me from making friends when I was younger. It still does, even now, and I'm aware of being so reserved and so, alternatingly, not reserved, that it can, drive me bonkers. The sad thing is, it's like my friend at TAFE. I'd give anything to make it better, not because it would benefit me, but, I feel sad because of other people's, ah, harm, pain, suffering, that kind of thing. Irrelevant of size or type. Eras would call it empathic of me, as he does, largely, everything like that that I do, and I, the darker side of me, may call it being overly sensitive. It is frustrating, though, knowing someone, now, knowing someone, as lovely as her, and realising that, honest to God, there's no one like that that I know over here. Swancon is all very nice and well for a once a year thing but the age division between me and 99% of the other geeks, is like *stretches arms wide*. Not conducive for making geeky friends to go to movies with. Ah well, that's another demented lonely post from someone with no one on Im. I may go play Sims now. It turns out my Paderau sim is a whore, and tried to bed a pregnant sim... That failed so she screwed a guy who looks like Colonel Sanders with a blonde bear instead. Vaguely amusing, being that all that happened at about midnight, and I was fairly wound tight myself. Of course, Paderau sim is not a real, real reflection of Paderau, but it gives me something to think about while I screw with her wallpaper... Or I could play WOW. I think I'd feel guilty if I took the time to learn how to make BJDs. Go figure. Toodles for now. FRIDAY TOMORROW! Comments: Add Your Own. Thursday, August 28th, 2008 dragonof31102 Subject: What Cons have you been to? Time: 10:36 am. Mood: drained. Seen that FoxGlove did this so I'll do the same. Anthrocon - 2006, 2007, 2008 FurFright - (going to this years con for the first time) Looks like I'll need to get going and visit other cons. XD Cons that I would like to attend sometime. MFF MFM FWA FC ...and a few more! Comments: Read 2 or Add Your Own. alfafox Subject: Our Floors Time: 12:46 pm. Mood: scrubbing. ( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. ) Comments: Read 7 or Add Your Own. damonblackpaw Time: 11:18 am. We made it to EF last night after about 23 hours of traveling on Planes, Trains and Automobiles. Comments: Read 1 or Add Your Own. Wednesday, August 27th, 2008 angrygirlhowls Subject: cycle Time: 10:52 pm. Mood: contemplative. I like i've been sucked into a cycle. I vishous one. so the yesterday day i went out w/ are cleaning ladies son. She gave my # so he could possible give bike lessons. He kinda alil on the young side. his only 19. but nothing creeps me the fuck out then when he turns his head and looks to the side its fucking dan!!! its soooooooo errrrie! like you swear its goddamn him! his voice is alike same hair same eyelashes super long. same maniurisms. I have this theory. that am apart of a cycle kinda thing. dan was w/ a girl that dumped him she kinda looked like me and was alil older then him I think. He meets me dumps me I meets this kid and he looks like him. Sometimes i think its lifes way for you to kinda get revenege. like if I treat this kid like shit who looks like him the person that apost to be w/ me is going to magicaly appear? its all way to fucking weird for me. Comments: Add Your Own. shy_matsi Time: 2:37 pm. Happy Belated Birfday to 24th: caim_nilathwyn kage_matsuri 25th: wolfstoy tesfox toddfawx 26th: mooncat simbab and Happy Birfday today to canj fahxthefox more work on furry4life Almost every morning I wake up it seems like my thoughts race on how I can make furry4life.org better.. I wasn't quite happy with the chat, especially since some simple code I implemented didn't work.. so I started editing on an Open Source ChatBox code and Instant Messenger feature that my hosting site supported, both based on IRC.. it took a couple of days, but I tested it out early this morning, and Furry4Life now has it's very own chat room, with some simple chat features.. Because it's not part of Ning, users will have to register separately :( but I think it's pretty cool :) My watermark background isn't working :( doh! but I guess thats ok, it probably wouldn't have helped much with text and all.. The IM feature may take another week or so :( it's not working correctly.. But this is much better.. while it does loose the 12-20 users that were always there, this will be good because it's for the members of the furry community.. so when you go in there, there isn't a doubt now that the others in the room are furry or not.. *wags* :) hooray most users in there so far: 4 D: Arts! I'm almost done with the arts I did for Furfright, I hope to finish it tonight :) *wags* yay :) and I also hope to finish another pic I'm doing... and I'm gonna have a fursuit of it made up! yay! :) heheee it's a secret tho! So I should say much more :D *reads some news* I haven't looked at news in like.. a week! Comments: Read 4 or Add Your Own. Thursday, August 28th, 2008 sushie_shuakhwe Subject: Poem Story! Time: 3:28 am. Mood: creative. Music: Doomsday - Doctor Who. sazi_medea wrote the stuff in italics, the story-ish part, is mine. No stealing. Not bad for writing at 3am, as far as writing at 3am goes. She really seems to like it, well, more to the point she does, which is spiffy, because I don't often get such praise for nice writing. It also, probably, marks the first time i've stolen a poem, collaborated, and then told the author what I'm doing. Hurrah for semi reliable legality. I'm tired. It's way too late, and I've been thinking about smut way too much. Anyway, I'll post the story now and shutup. Enjoy! Blunt tongues pressing, Numbed and dumb In the wake of summer’s excursions. It seemed that, come winter, come cold, come leaving her, he forgot how to kiss. Left behind was the delicate touch of lips on lips, the slight pressing together of skin, the sheer warmth and loveliness of it all. All that was left behind, and instead, in its place stood eagerness and the shoving aside of wonderful memories because haste was important when time was of the essence. Call me out, Through veils of glass and tarnished silver, Thick well of grey you lost me in. He’d gone away, left on a train, left with a wave. She had turned and fallen into bed with someone else, eventually. The kissing was slower, because they weren’t leaving each other, and the bodies were the same, flesh taught when nipped, red when slapped, the curve of hips, the nipples, so, similar. I am still here if you believe me, Little spark, flickering, Tremulous, terrified , waiting for the point Come the end of the colder months, come the approach of spring, of summer, he would be back. He’d come in on the train, step down and wave her over, heralding news of his family, of familial business, of their interests, their future, their life ahead. He’d show her gifts, give her precious things, and she knew, that she’d only want to be away from him, separated, wanting but not needing, not eating herself to wit’s end because he wasn’t there. It felt better to be kissed with loving, even if it was hurried, than knowing that the love was switched off once she was out of sight. When everything changes. Money made everything though. Or so he thought, when he stepped down from the train, and saw, nothing, no one, not one single kiss. Comments: Add Your Own. Wednesday, August 27th, 2008 vanthevibe Subject: THIS GOTTA GO DOWN - ghost whisperer Time: 6:21 pm. Air co no mics Le Tsar Near Too shey Comments: Add Your Own. loki_mk2 Subject: Even GoogleBot knows that FA crashes Time: 1:30 am. Mood: amused. Music: The Barrymores - 200 Days a Year. The newest failure should be of absolutely no surprise to anyone. I even alluded to it in my post about their shitty coders here. They should have taken that $10k in donations (or whatever it really is, I bet you that they're skimming off the top too) and used it to fire everyone who codes or admins the site and get some people who aren't high school drop outs with too much time on their hands. :D Oh, I also bought the Director's Cut of Indigo Prophecy; they call it Fahrenheit. I remember E7 saying it was a good game a looooong time ago so I was like fuck it. Try it out if you want... it's a pretty cool mind trip even in the first few chapters. You play a killer and the cops who're trying to catch him and I think later you get a 3rd person/group to play as but I'm not entirely sure. Anyways, look it up on GT or something, it's fucking sweeeeeet~ Comments: Read 3 or Add Your Own. Tuesday, August 26th, 2008 shy_matsi Subject: Posted using TxtLJ Time: 10:51 pm. Cluck U! Comments: Read 10 or Add Your Own. stevefoxx Subject: LOL State Department Time: 3:38 pm. Mood: apathetic. Music: Death Cab for Cutie - Your Heart is an Empty Room. I was just notified via E-Mail that my passport application was approved. On a Laptop computer connected to a wireless network in Japan. Timely notification service, guys. Good thing I wasn't sweating this one... being as I'm already in a foreign country! Comments: Add Your Own. nightfolf Subject: Birthday shout out! Time: 5:27 pm. Happy Birthday Whiney! :D Sorry I didn't say it to you when I saw you before leaving for work. I forgot today was the 26th. lol Comments: Read 1 or Add Your Own. damonblackpaw Time: 11:16 pm. Mood: silly. I'm at St. Pancreas Pancras Train Station getting my internets fix. Comments: Read 3 or Add Your Own. schnee Subject: Gym and EF Time: 9:53 pm. Mood: tired. Music: Evil Horde - The Duel (MAP08 - The Dave D. Taylor Blues). A quick gym update: I did an hour of cardio training today, but no strength training since I didn't have the time for that. I got 463 + 462 = 925 kcal, though, with my performance indices being 27 and 26, which isn't bad. Outside of that, I think I'm pretty much set for EF. I've got everything packed and taken care of; the only thing left to do now is to go to bed, get up early, pack the last few things that I can't pack today (my hair dryer etc.), and then leave for the con. I look forward to sharing a room with graafen and damonblackpaw, and I also look forward to seeing everyone else, of course. ^.^ Comments: Read 9 or Add Your Own. Monday, August 25th, 2008 dekadens Subject: First Baptist Church Time: 9:56 pm. Forgive me, but this was funny! :P A crusty old man walks into the local First Baptist Church and says to the secretary, I would like to join this damn church. The astonished woman replies, I beg your pardon, sir. I must have misunderstood you. What did you say? Listen up, damn it. I said I want to join this damn church! I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this church. The secretary leaves her desk and goes into the pastor's study to inform him of her situation. The pastor agrees that the secretary does not have to listen to that foul language. They both return to her office and the pastor asks the old geezer, Sir, what seems to be the problem here? There is no damn problem the man says. I just won $200 million bucks in the damn lottery and I want to join this damn church to get rid of some of this damn money. I see, said the pastor. "And is this bitch giving you a hard time? Comments: Read 3 or Add Your Own. fenrisfox Subject: RW/WD/Vegas: The Epic Pyramid of Fail Time: 6:22 pm. Mood: shadenfreude. I got done sitting through a two-hour-long "interview" for a job at a "finacial firm" about 30 minutes ago. If anyone's curious about why I'm using the quotations, it's because neither term is quite as it seemed. That's not a job - it's a pyramid scheme! I smelled a rat from the beginning, really; I'm the kind who likes to know the details of what kind of blarney someone's trying to peddle, though, so I listened for a bit. Before he was halfway through, I had already completely reverse-engineered it. I will now tell the rest of the story with these time-tested images: ( Cut for the screen-space impaired. ) Comments: Read 6 or Add Your Own. Tuesday, August 26th, 2008 schnee Subject: Gym Time: 12:51 am. Mood: tired. First of all, gym for yesterday... I did the usual stuff again - 30 minutes on the bike, plus some strength training. Cardio-wise, I got 472 kcal, which is quite nice, with a performance index of 28, which is also quite nice; certainly higher than it's been a while since I started walking to the gym again. I'm still not sure what really influences it; I suppose the cooler weather may have played a role, but then, it hasn't been very hot in a while already, so... Strength training-wise, I took my therapist's advice and enlisted spotters for bench pressing this time, every time. After the usual back extension exercise (3x15), I first tried 35 kg; I managed to do 23 repetitions there, which really is quite a lot, so I moved up to 40. And I've gotten better at that, too - I got 13, then 12, and finally 11, each without the last repetition that I couldn't really do anymore and where I needed (lots of) help. 40 kg still isn't much, but... well, you can't rush these things. It's not like I really care about huge loads, anyway (I don't need to be able to go into the three-digit figures, for examples), but being able to lift 60 or 70 kg would be nice. Well, we'll see. After that, I used the vertical row (45 kg, 4x15), then went to the shoulder press; I started with 25 kg again (1x15), but then went a bit higher (30 kg) and managed 3x15 repetitions. Considering that I started with 20 kg and that I was just able to do 12 repetitions each with that in the beginning, it's also an improvement. :) Of course, I've seen other people push 100 kg there - but then, the same as with bench pressing applies here, too. I also went a bit higher on the triceps press - after 1x15 at 45 kg, I did 3x15 at 50 kg. It's quite a difference, though (although that goes for all devices - you'd think 5 kg more isn't a big deal, but it is). After that, I used the pull-over machine (55 kg, 4x15, as usual), and then the rowing torso; I went up to 30 kg there, and did manage to do 4x15, but it was quite difficult. Finally, on the arm curl device, I actually had to go down with the weight I was using - but I think I hadn't positioned my arms the right way so far, so maybe it's to be expected. Anyhow, I first tried with my regular 25 kg, and managed 15 repetitions (non-alternating), but it was already very difficult; alternating, I only managed 8, so I went down to 20 kg and did 15 repetitions each way again. Sometimes, the differences in the weights I can use on the different machines are quite surprising, but I guess that's the way things are. As for today... Today, I did 30 minutes on the bike again, of course; I got 466 kcal, which is decent, but my performance index dropped to 25 (in other words, my pulse apparently went quite high). I suppose it may have to do with the fact that some idiots closed the window behind me which I had opened, but I can't say for sure. Strength training-wise, it was a "legs" day, but a relatively short one. I used the rotary calf machine (55 kg, 4x15), and also adjusted my seat position there a bit; after that, I went to the standing gluteus device, but I only did 2x15 for each leg today (at 80 kg again, like last time - quite a bit more than the 65 kg I was usually using up to now, but I just noticed that that wasn't enough anymore), not feeling up to more. After that, I used the sitting leg curl R.O.M. machine (60 kg, 10°-100°, 4x15) and the leg extension R.O.M. (40 kg, 0°-100°, 4x15). The latter, which works out the quadriceps, is still quite painful really, but I guess that just means that I need to exercise my quadriceps more. c.c Finally, I also used the adductor machine, and also went a bit higher there as well - after 1x15 at 45 kg, I did 3x15 at 50 kg. It's really quite amazing; I only started using that one 2 weeks ago, with 30 kg, and my adductor muscles really hurt afterwards, but now they seem to have gotten quite used to being used. Anyhow, after this, I also used the abductor, of course, at 55 kg again (4x15). Also quite an improvement compared to two weeks ago. Anyhow, that's it. I hope this was a little less boring than the "numbers dump" posts now, although I've got to admit it also took quite a bit more time to write, so I'll probably have to find some middle ground there. c.c Well, not that taking 20 minutes to write a post is necessarily a problem, but I think this one's already pretty repetitive, and future gym posts would be even more so - there's only so much variation you can put into them. Comments: Read 2 or Add Your Own. schnee Subject: Jam II (and bread) Time: 12:41 am. Mood: hungry. I just baked a bread again earlier after coming back from the gym - I originally had planned to do so tomorrow, but I wanted to try the jam, and I didn't want to do so on storebought bread. ^^ The bread come out fine again, and so did the jam. It's just like last year really; very fruity, which isn't a surprise given that I used the 3:1 jellying sugar again, and generally very tasty. :) So yeah... definitely good. I just wish I had some more; I suppose I could still try to pick more brambles after EF, but chances are they'll be well past their "best" days by then. Comments: Read 5 or Add Your Own. Monday, August 25th, 2008 fennchipz Subject: Cape Cod 2008 Time: 3:20 pm. Mood: nostalgic. Music: how does it feel - bob dylan. sdhgjhf CAPE COD. warning: this is VERY LONG sdhgdf jesus god omfg it's seriously my second home to me.. i mean i lived in rhode island for a year, but it doesn't feel like 'home' as much as the cape does. i know my way around in province town, i know where all the good beaches are.. shit i wanna live there when i grow up. or at least be able to take trips there all the time <3 ;; it's so inspiring. i wish i had my painting stuff while i was there, because the sunsets are just... stunning. the weather was PERFECT when i went too, every day, sunny and warm. like rain didn't exist. we have this really.. ghetto, old camper that's pretty much FALLING APART and has gorilla tape all over the side, taping windows shut, and just.. dhgjdfg crappy but i think i've had more fun with that camper than i had in a luxury hotel in hawaii. or vegas, or anywhere else like that. there's so many memories and if i had it taken away from me, a big chunk of my soul and life would be missing. WTF i'm like close to crying right now, sorry i just feel so strong about this place... sdghjdfhkdfh okay now i'll write about the actual trip.. i won't do every detail like i did in my own journal that i write in, but i'll tell you about a lot of stuff lol **ARRIVAL. [8/19/08] we left around 7PM and got there at 9. at that time, :devchestnutt: hadn't left from her house yet, so we planned to meet the next day. we slept in the visitor's center because we didn't want to go out on the beach since it was late. luckily, the park ranger let us stay there and told all the others so that we wouldn't have to move or get waken up in the middle of the night. we got settled and my dad.. told me he brought his laptop. sdgdfg i would've brought mine too, but he just brought his cause ches's dad lent him a bob dylan documentary DVD thing, so we all watched that. (: i think that it brought on one of the themes of this trip, "Like a Rolling Stone." i was constantly singing that. and then we were just being stupid for the rest of the night. my brother sleeps above my dad in "the coffin", which is really just a pull-out drawer thing above the bed area below. i'm always worried it would break, so i was like NATHAN be careful, what if you fell on dad. and so we took the guitar out and we were like.. [play a chord] I KILLED MY DAD [chord] HE'S DEAD NOW [chord] AND I FELL ON MY BUTT [chord] AND IT HURTS fdsh it doesnt sound funny written out, but it was a riot when i was there then i started singing a song about grilled cheese. okay today.. wasnt really a day but ok, a night. lmao, still worth writing about. (: **DAY 1: Beaches and Guitars [8/20/08] THIS IT WHERE IT ALL KICKS OFF. we waited around and herring cove for ches and her jj [her brother]. when they got there, it was. amazing. lmao ches and i were like HIIII -hug- and then her brother follows behind.. the FIRST THING HE SAYS is "WANNA SEE MY TOE??" .. and i died right there. i was cracking up. OH, SURE JJ, NO HI FOR ME, JUST 'WANNA SEE MY TOE.' dfhgdf it was because he cut it on something and it was sort of disgusting looking, with a flap of skin just hanging off of it. when john [ches's dad] put the burgers and stuff on the grill, he asked me for the salt and i gave it to him.. but it said "mixed up salt" on it. and i was like wtf WHAT IS THIS. MIXED UP SALT BAHAHAAH and i cracked up at that for some reason, but i was hella hyper right there, and for like an hour.. cause i had some orange soda omfg XD ches gave me some right when they got there. SO I WAS TALKING ABOUT HOW I WAS GULLIBLE too and i was telling a story about how i was tricked into believing there was a monkey in this.. swampish area last year when we were on the boat on the connecticut river. and then i told them about when i was eating sushi, and my dad pointed to the side of the cieling and was like LOOK A BLIMP. AND I JUST LOOKED ALL AROUND LIKE WTF because it was sudden.. fsdhjf so ches and jj kept doing that to me the whole day XD tricking me. like jj would say LOOK MY DAD IS DANCING. and i'd be like REALLY and look and he'd look at me and i'd be like ....HEYYY. D:< hmm. lets skip to this part, my brother was spinning around in a parking spot because he was bored or something, and then ches's dad was like "a whirling dervish." [like those monk..people? idk] and then he was like... DANNY IS A WHIRLING DANISH. danny's this kid who's a fat asshole, so we make jokes about him. he tried pushing JJ off the boat once, and JJ karate-kick'd him right in the chest out of self defense. and he was BAWLING his eyes out, like a baby. BUT NOO, not JJ, the skinny sort of small kid, he sucks everything up xD he got gashed in the side by danny throwing a stick BUT NO YOU DONT SEE HIM CRYING FOR HIS MOMMY. anyway, yeah that family is just sorta.. fucked up so yeah we joke about it. later, i was eating watermelon.. and i could NOT stay serious, so i kept spitting it out un-intentionally because i was laughing so hard. DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ANYONE BESIDES ME?! it was WINDY too, in that part of the day, so it blew back at me.. and got all over my face and arms and my hair got sticky but IT WAS HILARIOUS. Later after the sunset, we decided to have our own little "party." there weren't as many people around, unless they had campers or beach fires. john opened his car doors and blasted some music. it wasn't crappy music either, it was stuff like the doors, the beach boys, jimi hendrix, bob dylan, the beatles, etc. (: good music. we danced a lot.. it was hilarious wtf XD i won't tell you specific details, this is already getting long.. **DAY 2: Ocean Outing [8/21/08] ahh, today was particularly nice and the water was calm, so we all decided to go out on the water (: it was low tide though when we got to the boat launch, so we waited a while for it to come in just enough. we were on the phone with ches and them, and then we ended up picking them up at the jeti. idk how to spell that. when john was getting into the boat he had to jump down, and the landing sounded sorta hard and ches was like.. 'are you alright?' and he was like 'no, take me to the hospital!' her dad has a lot of sarcasm related with his humor, and it cracks us up so badly sometimes XD like the other day too, i asked him what he was cooking, a burger? 'no, antelope meat.' LMAO my dad and john fished for a while and ches, jj, nate and i just sat around talking and stuff. we needed to feed the parking meter again for john though, so we had to go downtown p-town real quick. john went to get quarters, and i took everyone [ches, nate, jj, and i] to get ice cream while my dad stayed with the boat and stuff. except i forgot my money so nate and jj ran back to get some XD jj asked for a kiddie cone.. wtf he got SO ripped off, i think they guy was just pissed cause he had to wait so long to get paid. and my brother got a small.. and it was big wtf i got moose tracks. mmfmdshgfh i want ice cream now D: after the whole downtown thing, we went to race point on the boat. BUT of course we saw the whirling danish and his dad there. ches and i mostly stayed in the boat and drew. the ride back was really bumpy.. and freaky, so we all held on tight. xD when we got back to the boat launch to pull it out, our brothers ran around the parking lot like maniacs sining camptown races and mary had a little lamb. AND WE GOT IT ON FILM. i'll ask ches to upload that. later that night, we met up again at herring cove for another sunset and we cooked cheeseburgers.. they were really.. really good wth I WANT ONE. i'm hungry now. i played guitar for a while too, and then i gave it to ches and she was like HELLZ YEAH, not even playing chords or anything and jj and i were like OMFG YOURE BETTER THAN JIMI HENDRIX!!!!/ YOU NEED A RECORD DEAL OMG. john played his music again after it got dark. and of course.. it was beautiful, under the stars. jesus it's so hard to describe what the sky looks like, it's stunning. there are stars everywhere. it's completely saturated and you can see everything ;A; no big city lights to block the dark, you can see so far. its breath taking. we danced on and off through the night until like.. 11 or 12, and we left in a rush cause we were one of the last people on the beach and a park ranger drove by. xD man the only thing that i sort of didnt look forward to during this trip was the showers. our dinky little camper doesnt have one, so we go to race point visitor center to take a shower.. when it's dark. and somewhat cold. AND NO HEATED WATER dsjhf so i always ask if i can go back to the campground with ches and jj to take a shower in the shower areas even if i already know the answer. THEYRE HEATED THOUGH. ): aw, i wish we could take our bigger camper back to the campgrounds, i'd write about that but it's a whole nother story so i'll spare you XD jesus i could fill a book with all of this stuff. **DAY 3: OH MY GOD, A SEAL. [8/22/08] early in the morning this day, i wanted to go downtown cause i needed to buy some shells for a hemp necklace commission. i got them, and some salt water taffy <3 omnomnom. anyway after all that, we went to head of the meadow. oh thats a change. well, we parked in the parking lot but we couldnt take our truck out cause it was an SCV [self contained vehicle, in other words, it had a camper on it and it wasnt allowed] so john shuttled us out to the spot where everyone else was. a bunch of kids though.. dfhsg they all came RIGHT INFRONT of where we were sitting and i guess they were the stereotypical tourist kids, so every time.. a seal went by.. they were like OH MY GOD A SEAL so ches and i cracked up at that, cause we see them all the time. it's not like we're making fun of them for something they haven't seen, OF COURSE we're not serious when we joke like that, but we constantly imitated them saying things like OH MY GOD A SEAL, LOOK A SEALL!!!!!DSHFHGdf /foam nathan needed to change into his swim shorts but i think john heard him wrong so he was thinking he was going to pee right up against the boogie board he was behind XD jesus the expression on their faces was hilarious. john was all 'yeah sure, urinate against the boogie board, can't you go in the water? you're really civilized, jj would do the same though' and we were like NOOO HE HAS TO CHANGE. and he was like OOHHH, well come right this way good sir. one of the coolest things about being on the beach with ches and jj, is that they always come with a grill in the back of their car. so they whip it out and cook excellent food.. jeez you'd think we'd be eating unhealthy, but i think it was actually more healthy than i've been in like.. a month xD i got proteiinn lmao. bratwurst from my dad, grilled chicken, and just.. crap all this good food omfg. EATING IS A MAJOR PART of being on the beach with ches and jj. some guy was walking around near us in a speedo, with a kid without pants. they earned the rightful nicknames LUMPY MCSPEEDO AND BARE-ASS BOY. we didnt get to see each other this night cause everyone was tired, but that's ok. my dad went to the pier to fish but didnt catch anything. **DAY 4: This Is The End [8/23/08] the title of this entry was based off of that song by the doors. it was an amazing end to an awesome summer.. but i still wish we could have gone to the cape more. ;; i spent a lot of time just sitting around waiting for it and didn't really do much else. i'm really glad i got to go though, i would've been bummed if we didn't. we tried to get a fire permit for tonight, but they were out of them and they were booked for the next 3 days, so no beach fire for us. damn, we didn't have one this year. ;; i'm hoping me and some other friends can have one at pine island sometime this week but it definitely won't be the same as the cape ones. we launched the boat cause we had to get to race point, and no SCV's at hatches harbor, where ches and jj were. surprise though, they had other people with them. their mom made her way up to the cape too, and so did their aunts and uncles. mark & joanne, phil & mary.. and 2 other people i didnt really know XD but those people mentioned above are all friends of ours too. like i said earlier, food is a BIG part of our beach party things. ches's mom owns a thai restaurant in boston, so of course, we all had her amazing food. soft shell crabs cooked on the grill, sticky rice, a bunch of stuff i don't recognize... plus john's barbeque chicken and burgers, plus my dad's marinated chicken and the flounder he caught earlier that day.. and mark's scallops.. god damn i want food now. i havent eaten lol ches's mom also brought fruit gummies from the asian market, along with green tea cookies and apple sandwich cookie things that are only available in thailand. *u* they're so.. goood.. oh and durr, thai sausage. really spicy.. however i had wasabe cookies the day before so they didnt seem as hot XD still delicious though, with sticky rice <3 ches, jj, and i all took a walk, but my brother stayed back cause he was in a pissy mood. :/ he missed out though. the tide was going way out, and we were able to access parts of the harbor we've never been to. it was so pretty. we came back, finding that my dad left but we'd meet up again later. i got to spend more time with ches and jj. when we were riding back in the car, john blasted this.. wild west music and we all cracked up cause we were going over a lot of bumpy sand areas.. dun-dedl-un-dedl-un-dedl-un COWBOYYYYSS we ride donkeys cause we're too poor to afford horses. later, we all met at herring cove one more time. no music this time, it was to take me there so we could leave. we talked for a while about more funny things, so many things that i don't feel like writing atm. dfgj our goodbye was one of our traditional group hugs screaming, randomness, with a bit of melancholy, but a re-assurance that we'll see each other again soon. times like these i just can't forget. omfg im going to go.. eat or something now. rofl it took me like 3 hours to write this.. -dies- Comments: Add Your Own. dannfur Subject: A New Semester Time: 12:28 pm. Well, first day of school is mostly out of the way. ^_^ Mondays are awesome - I only have 2 classes. Schedule: MWF - Development of Civilization - 09:00-09:50 - Introduction to Psychology - 11:00-11:50 TR - History 202 - 08:00-09:15 - Math 097 - 18:00-19:50 W- Economics 255 - 18:00-21:00 So huge gaps in class times - 12:00 - 17:00 are completely free every day. While I would have preferred to not have night classes.... they were the only times that didn't clash with my history classes -_-; I'm slightly worried about Psychology due to the amount of work that seems to be involved in it. I have a very bad habit of missing like an entire week of class two thirds the way through the semester. Economics is going to be a complete bitch for several reasons: 1. It's a 3 hour class at the very end of my day. ( I try to be asleep my 21:30) 2. Because it is only once a week if I miss one class it's the same as missing 3 normal classes. 3. It is a ton of work and I'm lazy. That having been said..... all of my classes (minus math) are writing intensive. I predict many (read - omg hand cramp) hours of research and essay writing in my near future. (I should be a fucking psychic!) On another note, I have a roommate this semester -_-. He's from a really small town and is your typical wrestling jock(he's even a PE major) .... he seems kind of laid back but we shall see. If he hasn't figured out my sexual preferences yet then he is completely blind. My blanket on my bed is a really nice woven one with a huge fox on it. On said bed is a stuffed animal fox (Kaiden) that I generally leave on my pillow after I make my bed. to top it off I have a furry gay pride bumper sticker on my laptop that is blatantly obvious when I close the laptop (which I do whenever I leave or am not using it.) I haven't decided if I want to just say 'hey does it bother you that I'm gay' or just leave it up in the air.... I'm thinking that I'll wait until next week when he can apply for a room change and then ask him. This way he has time to get to know me and he'll be able to put in for a room change right away if it DOES bother him. As far as being a roommate goes - I like him. He isn't here a whole lot so that's cool, he's fairly quiet, and above all else, he doesn't fucking snore. (YAY!) So if he decides to stay, I won't complain. I hate people who snore loudly.... I can't sleep at all with people like that... it's the most irritating thing on this planet. ^_^ So yeah everything is cool for once, hopefully it can stay that way. Comments: Read 1 or Add Your Own. schnee Subject: Jam Time: 5:42 pm. Mood: hungry. Since I didn't have much else planned for this afternoon, I went ahead and made jam from the brambles I had picked earlier. It worked out well again, too. :) I was a bit worried in the beginning, actually - one of the bowls of brambles I had stowed away in the fridge had started to go bad, with mould (or something unpleasant, anyway) growing in various places; I ultimately threw that one away, and was concerned that the second bowl would look similar and that three hours of picking and getting wet and scratched would've been futile, but the second bowl actually turned out to be fine. And what's more, the second bowl was the bigger by far, too - several kilograms, whereas the first one only contained a few hundred grams that hadn't fit into the first bowl anymore. That being said, I still ended up throwing away quite a bit - mostly reddish fruits that weren't ripe yet, but also a couple that looked overripe to me. All in all after about 1:40 hours of inspecting literally every single berry to see if I wanted to use it, I ended up with about 1,7 kg of usable fruit. I then prepared a couple of jars, sterilising them with boiling water, squished the berries with a potato masher and mixed them with jellying sugar. I'd bought four packs of that earlier, but I actually had enough left from last year to not need those (although if I end up picking more berries, it'll come in handy, of course). Boiling the jam wasn't a problem, either, although I'll say that a bigger pot would probably be nice - you need to keep it boiling on maximum heat for several minutes while stirring continuously, so not only will your cooker be covered in blotches afterwards, but you'll probably also have been burnt by both the steam and the occasional jam fountain. It's not actually a big problem, but still. x.x Anyhow, after absent-mindedly turning off the cooker and then wondering why the stuff wasn't boiling, I finally got it all done and filled five jars, four larger ones (440 ml) and one small one (230 ml). It's less than last year, but then, I didn't pick nearly as much as I'd initially planned to - blame the rain for that. I haven't tried it yet, but I will soon. :) In fact, I'll probably bake a bread again tomorrow (the last one before EF - well, naturally), so I'll be able to have self-made bread with self-made jam made from self-picked berries then. ^^ The only thing I'd still to make to complete that would be my own butter. ^.~ Anyhow, making jam is fun, and I recommend it to everyone! (Mmm, time to dust off the "slave duties" tag again, too!) Comments: Read 6 or Add Your Own. dekadens Subject: Why Be Married? Time: 11:00 am. A good question. Here are some words of wisdom regarding this custom. :P You have two choices in life: You can stay single and be miserable, or get married and wish you were dead. At a cocktail party, one woman said to another, "Aren't you wearing your wedding ring on the wrong finger?" "Yes, I am. I married the wrong man." A lady inserted an ad in the classifieds: "Husband Wanted". Next day she received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: "You can have mine." When another woman steals your husband, there is no better revenge than to let her keep him. A woman is incomplete until she is married. Then she is finished. A little boy asked his father, "Daddy, how much does it cost to get married?" Father replied, "I don't know son, I'm still paying." A young son asked, "Is it true Dad, that in some parts of Africa a man doesn't know his wife until he marries her?" Dad replied, "That happens in every country, son." Then there was a woman who said, "I never knew what real happiness was until I got married, and by then, it was too late." Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. If you want your spouse to listen and pay strict attention to every word you say -- talk in your sleep. Just think, if it weren't for marriage, men would go through life thinking they had no faults at all. First guy says, "My wife's an angel!" Second guy remarks, "You're lucky, mine's still alive." "A Woman's Prayer: Dear Lord, I pray for: Wisdom, To understand a man , to Love and to forgive him , and for patience, For his moods. Because Lord, if I pray for Strength I'll just beat him to death" AND NOW FOR THE FAVOURITE!!! Husband and wife are waiting at the bus stop with their nine children. A blind man joins them after a few minutes. When the bus arrives, they find it overloaded and only the wife and the nine kids are able to fit onto the bus. So the husband and the blind man decide to walk. After a while, the husband gets irritated by the ticking of the stick of the blind man as he taps it on the sidewalk, and says to him, "Why don't you put a piece of rubber at the end of your stick? That ticking sound is driving me crazy." The blind man replies, "If you had put a rubber at the end of YOUR stick, we'd be riding the bus, so shut the hell up." Comments: Read 2 or Add Your Own. shy_matsi Time: 2:02 am. wow! I finished a pic in record time for FurFright's con book/badge submission... I gotta color it.. omg.. best place to do arts for me is on a train and in a train station! I had so much motivation :D Comments: Read 3 or Add Your Own.

Advertisement Customize Advertisement Customize

Friends LiveJournal for A place for Wolves, Fox, and Folfy's. View: User Info. View: Personal Journal. View: Calendar. View: Memories. You're looking at the latest 40 entries. Missed some entries? Then simply jump back 40 entries.