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stolen from nixtress

1. Turn on your favourite media player and turn your shuffle feature on.
2. Hit "play" and keep track of the next 10 songs that come up. (If you have iTunes, you can make a smart playlist that will automatically list your most recently played selections.)
3. Post your 10 shuffled songs, along with these instructions. You are not allowed to lie, omit tracks or otherwise try to make your musical taste seem hipper than it actually is.
4. Tag five people on your friends list to do the same.

1. [Untitled]- Ex-P (Sounds like someone in Despair, but it's french so they may be entreating me not to burn the toast.)
2. Changes- David Bowie
3. This is a Lie - The Cure
4. 1996 - Marilyn Manson
5. Sister Sleep - Rasputina
6. Flower - Sonic Youth (Support the power of women!)
7. Why Don't You Do Right - Rasputina
8. Our House in the Middle of Our Street - Madness
9. Little Horn - Marilyn Manson
10. A Scarlet Witch Lit the Season - Cradle of Filth (More of an Interlude than a song) so
10b. Fake David Bowie Song - Liam Lynch (Best Song Ever!)

If five people respond to this, I'll edit this and pretend like I tagged you.

woohooo!

changed that freaking friends link color! yay for !important things

Lyrics.com

Once upon a time there was a girl who spent entirely too much of her time creating a database of her favorite song lyrics, most of which remain, to this day amusingly misheard. Then one day she found a yellow website that contained the correct lyrics to most of the songs she heard. Oh the joy she felt reading lyrics to that top 40 hit long since faded from public attention and lost to the soft alternative stations of the early 90's. Then one day she accessed the site only to find that a terrible tragedy had occured. Like the ring wraiths of Frodo's nightmares Scandanavian officials had raided the home where the site was housed and confiscated the servers of this hyperlinked treasure. While the issue of copyright infringement was debated in international courts, the yellow brick road to aha lyrics was reduced to a single brick inscribed with the word "sorry."

"They" seemed to have worked out the problem, however, and now many sites exist provide lyric transcriptions. They are dripping with ads and infested with pop-ups and links to ringtones that don't exist.

This ad must be the funniest placement I've seen.

Oh Yeah

got the wine bottle open

Update

I haven't been on here in a while.

Some signifigant developments:

1. Broke up with my boyfriend. That was sad.

2. Turned 22. Not much of a development. A friend freaked me out on my b-day in a bad way.

3. Finished my senior year of college. I depressed rather than happy. I've gone from Graphic Design Student to Graphic designer out of work. It's a step down, really.

4. I want a puppy, preferably a terrier mutt. I am no longer interested in Bull Terriers, as they're more f'ing expensive than fox terriers and have scary genetic diseases. The mere sight of a lump on my current dog sent me into a fit of sobbing (it wasn't a tumor, praise satan). Therefore, I don't think I could handle coming home after a long day at work to find my dog, white pupils, stiff-legged, twisting on the floor because he's too exahusted from compulsively chasing his tail all night.

5. I need to update my web presence. If myspace wasn't so frickin' slow this time of night, that's what I'd be up to now. I hope to soon be announcing a new profile featuring fun new additions like this:

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6. I went to a NASCAR race and found it oddly enjoyable. Very loud, very fast, very not the same as on TV. There's a rookie driver from Chesterfield who fucking kicks ass. If he hadn't gotten screwed by a caution he might have beat Dale Fucking Junior. The atmosphere reminded me of the Ancient Roman Coliseum; Military displays, crowded stands, and celebrites risking their lives to please the rich in the climate controlled boxes above while the poor subjects cheer and boo.

Velvet Quiz

Your Stripper Song Is

Closer by Nine Inch Nails

"You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I�ve got no
Soul to tell"

When you dance, it's a little scary - and a lot sexy.

Feb. 18th, 2006

Which Fantasy/SciFi Character Are You?



<td align="center"> Heresey --
[adjective]:

Similar to butter in texture and appearance

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com</td>

I"m drunk

I'm drunk
And right now I'm so in love with you
And I don't want to think too much about what we
Should or shouldn't do.

Lay my hands on Heaven and the sun and the moon and the stars,
While the Devil want's to fuck me in the back of his car.

NOTHING QUITE LIKE THE FEEL OF SOMETHING NEW

All the madmen

Here I stand, foot in hand,
talking to my wall,
I',=m not quite right at all. Am I?

DON'T SET ME FREE
'I'M AS HELPLESS AS CAN BE
MY LIBIDO'S SPLIT ON ME
GIVE ME SOME GODD OL' LOBOTOMY.

'CAUSE I'D RATHER STAY HERE
WITH ALL THE MADMEN,

THAN PERISH WITH THE SAD MEN ROAMING FREE,

'CAUSE I'D RATHER STAY HERE
WITH AL THE MAD MEN.

'CAUSE I'M QUITE CONTENT THEY'RE ALL AS SANE AS ME.

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