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Sunday, December 04, 2005

 
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You belong in... GRYFFINDOR!
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;


*+*ThE SortinG HaT*+*
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Saturday, December 03, 2005

 
Masquerade! Paper faces on parade! Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will never find you!

Another embarrassing moment was when i slipped on someones spilt drink on the dance floor and fell flat on my face! Ended up with a black stain down my tights and a very bruised arm from to trying to stop my fall. Lots of strangers gathered around to ask me if I was okay, which was very nice of them but really was not a moment in my life when i was wanting a lot of attention.

 
The Ultimate Gooseberry

last night i went to a masquerade ball. This morning i woke up on G's bedroom floor. I was somewhat surprised by this and then rather embarrased. Now why should this be the case when i had before the ball arranged to sleep at G's to save me the trouble of making my way home after a few drinks? Well you see G had pulled and instead of getting a taxi home i slept in the room next to the bed in which she and her conquest lay.
In my defense i was very drunk last night (i had the matching hangover this morning) and was not aware of much (apparently a cd was dropped on my face in the night and i did not even stir) and all i was thinking about was finding somewhere to sleep. Why did she not put me in a taxi? I can't imagine the gentleman was too pleased to have an extra in the room. hee hee.



Thursday, December 01, 2005

 

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Originally uploaded by Brianne.
who wouldn't find this attractive? (re earlier post) where is my mr darcy?

 
on my way to a date with mr darcy, driving through the dark and torrential rain when my the windscreen wiper on the driver's side decides to snap off! I had to stand in the rain (did I mention it was torrential?) for what seemed like an eternity wrestling with the offensive thing in an attempt to get it fixed in place (however temporarily). I triumphed (it's amazing what you can do with a bit of black tape) but I was looking slightly worse for wear; of course lizzy always looks a bit ruffled from her outdoor pursuits and mr darcy seemed to always find that an attractive quality...perhaps i should stand out in the rain more often.



Wednesday, November 30, 2005

 
"if you were brought here loose in a bag to be articulated, i could name your smallest bones blindfolded and sort them all in a manner that would surprise and charm you."

mr venus






Tuesday, November 29, 2005

 
Displaced

It's just a simple line
I can still hear it all of the time
If I can just hold on tonight
I know that nothing
Nothing survives
Nothing survives
I think i'm turned around
I'm looking up
Not looking down
And when i'm standing still
Watching you run
Watching you fall
Fall into me

Am I making something worthwhile out of this place
Am I making something worthwhile out of this chase
I am displaced
I am displaced

And she's my friend of all friends
She's still here when everyone's gone
She doesn't have to say a thing
We'll just keep laughing all night long
All night long

Am I making something worthwhile out of this place
Am I making something worthwhile out of this chase
I am displaced
I am displaced

It's just a simple line
I can still hear it all of the time
If i can just hold on tonight
I know that no one
No one survives
No one survives.

Azure Ray





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