Most of you are probably in the know by now, but last night (happy b-day Julia!) a group of us girls got into a pretty insane car wreck. Sam's car took most of the impact (blessed little egg). We were seat belted in, and really, it saved our lives. Only a couple of scrapes and bruises and random stabbing at moles. I've got a pretty strained wrist ( Read more... )

I want Sims 2. Help me be strong.

Snatched from lovely uber-photographer Christina.

ONE: List some musicians or bands whose work you enjoy.
TWO: Post them and see who can guess which song of each musician's is your favorite
THREE: Once someone guesses right, bold that row and include your favorite song.

1. John Mayer: Split Screen Sadness
2. Maroon5: Must Get Out3. Lifehouse ( Read more... )

Mmkay, mini-fic inspired by the almighty Word of the Week, "undeniable." Feedback is a gimme, though I see mucho flaws in a meeny 15-minute draft, and I'm possibly more critical that y'all. Guess that's not a bad thing though, eh?

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Mmm. Psychos are sexy! And bedhead is flippin' hot.

Never wear flip-flops if the forecast calls for potentially sucky weather. 'Cause the aforementioned sandals will magically explode on you. And then you'll still have to walk the mile back to your car. One sandal on, one sandal off. As it begins to rain.

Not that I know this from personal experience...

Stolen from some random-y journal I stumbled upon.

1. Comment with any subject that you would like me to rant (or rave) on. That I can legitimately rant/rave about.

2. Watch my journal for your rant.

3. Post this in your own journal, so that you may rant for others (optional).

And I will not rant if you don't guess my lies. So ha.

Snagged from the lovely (and hyper-licious) Gail. Saving my journal from the doldrums ( Read more... )

Could y'all do me a favor by filling out this questionnaire? It's for my Ethnic Studies group presentation-y thing, and since my mad group o'friends is diverse in multiple, multiple ways, I know you folks can help me with this one. If you're uncomfortable with any of the questions, I won't hold you to anything (of course), but you can always send ( Read more... )

Though I hate to follow the fold, until ebloggy sprinkles magic fairy dust about its sad, dysfunctional self, I suppose I'll be a Livejournal fiend.