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ampersand. [Sep. 24th, 2020|10:48 pm]
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I just wanna make sure that a million years from now
I can still see you up close and we'll still have
amazing things to say.


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I know, I never post here anymore, but this seemed fun... [Sep. 23rd, 2008|10:25 pm]
Grab the nearest book. Find the 5th sentence on page 23. Append it to the paragraph below. Append your name to the list below of people who have contributed to the paragraph. Post the result to your LJ.


They also talk of our being guilty of injustice, and their being the victims of an unjustifiable war. Brandy, and Tom got increasingly close-mouthed and sour. Although a certain sense of tripartite society survived down to Christian times, the three classes described in the Eddic poem "Rigdthula" bear little resemblance to Dumezil's three. It is often argued, and still oftener thought, that none but bad men would desire to weaken these salutary beliefs; and there can be nothing wrong, it is thought, in restraining bad men, and prohibiting what only such men would wish to practice. At its nearest point the wall was little more than one league from the City, and that was south-eastward. When he saw Jack Hare jump towards the fire, and the Practical Man brandishing the toasting-fork, Sir Isaac grabbed the strings of gravitational force that bound Jack to his destiny and PULLED--- That's a seventy-four gun privateer, besides. To honour a group of British nobles, treacherously slain at a conference by Hengist's guards, Aurelius decides to erect a great monument near Amesbury. That being so, he did not chortle when he went upstairs. Let stand. This ensures that when the garbage collector runs, it has complete access to the memory in the heap and can perform its tasks safely without the threat of being preempted by another thread. And then you may begin to laugh. The data are stored in Column 1 and renamed "Age." Pull your hand back. I don't remember that any secrets were revealed to me, nor do I remember any avid curiosity on my part to learn something I wasn't supposed to--perhaps I was too young to know what to listen for. You don't remember how awful it is being normal. Highlight the desired state tax table and press Enter. Abraham had now reached a ripe old age, and the LORD had blessed him in every way. This doesn't alter either string, any more than 2+3 alters either 2 or 3. And I will say firmly that it is the author who says, "One does feel," who is really an egoist; and the author who says, "I believe," who is not an egoist. The police have agreed to let us show this video. She was particularly fond of Union Maj. Joseph Willard, some years her senior, who courted her amid the competitive field of Blue and Gray. "Only one?" he asked Ulfmaer stupidly. I thought for a second and said "You shouldn't have to tap-dance around the ladder climbers to do your job." Damn the girl -- who, by doing nothing, was doing everything right: others who had come against him, by doing something, had succeeded in nothing -- and made themselves easy marks. How could she be dead? The language is good late WS, written with great consistency. He thought of the impatience of the great Christian Emperor, of the muddy, bare fields, and the motionless horsemen of the Seljuk Turks who had never known defeat in battle. Smith heard a sound in the sky as he hurried along the track. He, however, was apt to ride his hobby his own way; and though it did now and then kick up the dust a little in the eyes of his neighbors, and grieve the spirit of some friends, for whom he felt the truest deference and affection; yet his errors and follies are remembered "more in sorrow than in anger,"and it begins to be suspected, that he never intented to injure or offend. In summer, when he joined them for a Sunday at Newport or Southhampton, he was ever more effaced and silent than in winter.

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11:15pm and all is well. [Jan. 6th, 2007|11:17 pm]
[Current Location |somewhere.]
[Current Mood | restless]
[Current Music |MTV...kill me now.]

About an hour ago I decided to stay up all night.  When you decide to stay up all night it seems like the possibile activities are endless.  

I can give myself a mani and a pedi.  I can totally clean up the kitchen and living room.  I can clean up the office area and organize it better (what is even in the drawers below my desk?).  I can search to my heart's desire online for the latest runway images and drool over the new Marc Jacobs line and wonder what made him decide to use Dakota for his new ad campaign.  Some people may think he's crazy but I think the photos are genius.  I can look ahead in my French book so I have a head start in a week when classes start.  I can finish reading Madame Bovary (only 300 more pages to read)...or I can continue reading my fluff book that I've read about a million times already and only have about 30 pages to finish.  I know the ending already, maybe I'll stick with Emma Bovary and see how her life is going.  I can make endless wishlists for my favorite online stores and wish that my parents were loaded and gave me everything I wanted like the girls I'm watching right now on My Super Sweet Sixteen.  God, this show sucks...why am I watching it?  I can troll "OhNoTheyDidnt" and read all about the celebrity gossip I already know about.  I can totally revamp my MySpace and Facebook pages.  And everyone can say how lame I am (didn't you just change some information on Facebook, Rhianna?)  I should quit MySpace I think.  I've done it before.  Honestly I can't believe I've kept this one for a year now.  I'm too impulsive.  I've made MySpace and Livejournal accounts, quit them for a few months, and then make another.  This is such a lame addiction.  I could make a list of ways to improve myself (1. Stop being lame,  2. Start being "cool,"  3. Join a Step Team, etc).  Ohmygod the girl did get the red jaguar she wanted.  Bitch.  Ew, I'm jealous of a girl on TV with way bad hair.  I could play with my cute little kitten (big fat cat) that just came over and started purring.  I could bake.  But there are not enough ingrediants.  I need to grocery shop.  I have no money.  I could contemplate the virtues of starving.  And realize that is ridiculous because of all the people actually starving in the world.  Stop being so dramatic Rhianna, I hear my family say.  I could make another pot of coffee, but I just consumed one about an hour ago.  I hate Real World.  I wish the America's Next Top Model marathon was still going.  I watched it so much this past week that when I dreamt I thought I was performing challenges for shopping sprees and extra frames on the next photoshoot.  People are always taking photos of me.  Sigh.

Yeah, you can do anything when you decide to stay up all night.

I'll probably be asleep within the hour.
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