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Sights: The Princess Bride,
Gross Pointe Blank, Monty Python, Say Anything

Sounds: Caedmon's Call, Waterdeep, Jump, Little Children, Peter Gabriel, The Flaming Lips, Neutral Milk Hotel, Old Blind Dogs, The Jeff Greer Band, Jars of Clay, Jason Mraz, Maroon 5, Seven Nations, Dog's Eye View, Legendary Pink Dots, the Gin Blossoms, Del Amitri, and tons and tons more...

Authors: C.S. Lewis, Melanie Rawn, Douglas Adams, Chuck Palahniuk, Patricia Wrede, John Steinbeck, and Stephen Lawhead is rapidly climbing the list...

Interests: Music, reading, writing, singing, and generally being far too solitary for my own good.

Favorite old romance movie: Breakfast At Tiffany's

Favorite smells: Rain, dirt, snow, fresh-cut grass, baby shampoo, mint, garlic, rosemary, basil... pretty much all herbs, and my boyfriend

Favorite holiday: Canada Day

If I was an animal, I'd be a: Penguin. Or kakapo. Some kind of flightless bird.

Marital status: Duh. Spoken for.

Saturday, June 07, 2003

Lately I've been thinking about pretty strange things
More than I'll admit
Like the exact moment that milk goes bad
And even then, isn't it good for something?

But not as much about why bad things happen to good folks
And age-old questions
But more about why good things happen at all
And why I don't notice them

And I should spend more time laughing at myself
I should spend more time laughing

'Cause you sing to me of dragons, you sing to me of business men
And glorious potentiality
And what it all has to do with me

Well I'll be the first to tell you that I never was too smart
Or I have no patience
'Cause I never cared for science
Or studying commerce of distant nations

But now you're teaching me of the people behind me
And how I've become them
And of all the joys of history, and all-night fasting
And contemplation

And that I should spend more time laughing at myself
I should spend more time laughing

'Cause you sing to me of dragons, you sing to me of business men
And glorious potentiality
And what it all has to do with me

And though my prayers are common, my words are simple
And absent-minded
If there's one thing you've taught me, it's of my freedom,
And how to find it

And that I should spend more time laughing at myself
I should spend more time laughing

'Cause you sing to me of dragons, you sing to me of business men
And glorious potentiality
And what it all has to do with...

You sing to me of silence, you sing to me of bride and groom
And the beauty of a new perspective
I see the truth reflected
Dante's Inferno test

I will go to...

First Level of Hell - Limbo


Charon ushers you across the river Acheron, and you find yourself upon the brink of grief's abysmal valley. You are in Limbo, a place of sorrow without torment. You encounter a seven-walled castle, and within those walls you find rolling fresh meadows illuminated by the light of reason, whereabout many shades dwell. These are the virtuous pagans, the great philosophers and authors, unbaptised children, and others unfit to enter the kingdom of heaven. You share company with Caesar, Homer, Virgil, Socrates, and Aristotle. There is no punishment here, and the atmosphere is peaceful, yet sad.

Wednesday, June 04, 2003
Danger, danger, Will Robinson!

I seem to be having trouble getting new posts up here. I'm working on it, but in the mean time, entertain yourself with some T.W.I.N.K.I.E.S.

Monday, June 02, 2003
Dance your cares away *clap clap*

I was dancing the seann troubhas around my living room when I realized how much I'm going to miss my dance classes this summer. I never really considered myself much of a dancer insofar as actually wanting to make a life of it, but it's definitely something I enjoy, and I've been told I'm pretty good at it. At least I'll have voice lessons over the summer to take my mind off the gaping hole in my week where dance used to be. In other news I have a new desktop buddy. I named him Lou. Lou the kangaroo. As soon as I figure out how to get images up here I'll post a picture.

And once again, I just feel like a stupid kid.

We just got an e-mail, we just got an e-mail, we just got an e-mail, wonder who it's from? (Which reminds me... John, I really hope you find my Steve doll. Soon.)

I've been getting a lot of porno spam lately. I'm going to have to look into the spam laws that supposedly came into effect recently. Is it like phone solicitating where you can sue them if they continue to send you spam after you tell them to remove you from their list, or what? Please send any information you might have to

I'm kinda like a screamapillar... I need constant reassurance.

I just wonder if anyone reads this. I don't really care... considering all the crap I've got floating around the internet, this really is pretty insignifigant. But if you do happen to stumble here on accident or whatever, drop me a line. MissAntithesis on AIM or click my name. Thanks.

Tell Her This

Tell her not to go
I ain't holdin' on no more
Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time

Tell her not to cry
I just got scared, that's all
Tell her I'll be by her side, all she has to do is call
All she has to do is call

Tell her the chips are down
I drank too much and shouted it alloud
Tell her something in my heart needs her more than even clowns need the laughter of the crowd

Tell her what was wrong
I sometimes think too much but say nothing at all
Tell her from this high terrain I am ready now to fall
I am ready now to fall

Tell her not to go
I ain't holdin' on no more
Tell her nothing if not this
All I want to do is kiss, her

Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time

(In other words, please buy me this)
Don't knock on Death's door. Ring the bell and run. Death hates that.

I know I've been very remiss in my duties as a blogger... please accept my peace offering of fruit bats and breakfast cereals. So... where to begin?

About that whole best friend thing... yeah. Okay. Without devulging too much personal information, let's just say, a very good friend of mine was going through a really hard time, and I wasn't so good at being there for one reason or another. It wasn't entirely my fault, and I had every reason to do what was done, but that's not an excuse. At the risk of sounding even more obscure, I'll just leave it at that and move on to better and happier things, like...
John was here all weekend and it was fantastic. I had a dance recital on Saturday which he attended (and of course I danced flawlessly) and I got to spend three days with him. It made me very happy. Some people don't even have to do anything to make you just feel like the luckiest person on Earth sometimes (even if they do have annoying habits like nail-biting). All I can say is, I really hope he and I work out. I can't imagine who else would compare to him.


In honour of dorks everywhere (and don't you DARE comment on that extra "u"), I present this



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Hatful of Rain - Del Amitri

The Silver Hand - Stephen Lawhead

I Love My Geek t-shirt

Little Tux t-shirt

Binary clock

Plush Tux

Caffeine blanket

ThinkGeek Caffeine sampler

A case of Jones FufuBerry soda

Real Life t-shirt

Sean Manatee

Airman's Girl t-shirt

"The M1 does my talking for me!" hoodie

Lori Chaffer - 1 Beginning

Rock for Life hoodie

Abortionists love unborn babies raglan

Terror Alert Level

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