По тому, как мои друзья
Между прочим , все мои посты будут по-русски с этого времени, если они не действительно важны. Хорошо? Хорошо!
Хорошо, это - в пятницу. Мне надоедают. Я одинок. Я надеюсь, что я выигрываю то соревнование, Понтиак делает, так я могу встречать Вина Диесела. Это было бы устрашающее. Вин Диесел имеет(признает) его собственную видео компанию игры теперь. Я думал, что это было интересно. Ум ..., если любой хотел бы делать все сегодня, только сообщите мне. Или вообще в этот уикэнд. Хорошо я выключен... Мир.
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Хорошо, это - в пятницу. Мне надоедают. Я одинок. Я надеюсь, что я выигрываю то соревнование, Понтиак делает, так я могу встречать Вина Диесела. Это было бы устрашающее. Вин Диесел имеет(признает) его собственную видео компанию игры теперь. Я думал, что это было интересно. Ум ..., если любой хотел бы делать все сегодня, только сообщите мне. Или вообще в этот уикэнд. Хорошо я выключен... Мир.
*sobbing*
Someone... IM'd me today... I ddn't think she was alive anymore... I racked up 100's of dollars of long distance phone bills calling her long distance in florida and talking to her for 5-6 hours at a time... staying up way into the night just talking... I'd talk to her online forever... heh... then one day... it all stopped... I called... no answer.. her dorm room mate said she dropped out... no more seeing her online... her lj got deleted... sitting here today... about a year later or so... so yeah anyway... sitting here... about to go to bed... and boom... an IM from someone... "Hi who is this" "eponineoflesmis" "no way" "yeah"... a quick few minutes of catchiing up... and gone again... did I dream it... or did she really talk to me again... I dunno... I'll find out in the days to come... *sighs* Oh yeah, dev... she's a full fledged lesbian now... heh... its cause she posed as one of the girls from charlie angels... it turned her into a dyke...
Vin Diesel is a god
Name: Vin Diesel
Born: July 18, 1967
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Black (if it wasn't shaved)
Height: 6'1
Marital Status: Single
Ethnicity: Multicultural. Said by a One Race staff member to be Irish, Italian, German, Dominican, Mexican and a lot of other things. (Ted Casablanca of E!online)
Siblings: A fraternal twin brother, Paul Vincent, and two sisters
Parents: Raised by his mother (an astrologer and psychologist) and stepfather (an actor and drama professor).
Hobbies/Other Interests: Yoga, Snow boarding, Playstation, Dungeons and Dragons, Comic books/Heavy Metal Magazine, Classic Movies, Italian cooking
Previous Jobs: Telemarketer and Bouncer (9 years)
Education: Attended Hunter College in New York for two years with a major in English (to prepare for screenwriting)
Vin Admires: Mel Gibson and Morgan Freeman
About: Vin grew up in a government-funded building in New York's Greenwich Village. The building, Vin estimates, housed hundreds of families when he was there. Vin describes his family as "poor but artistic".** Vin started acting at the young of 7 at a Manhattan theater, where he received $20 a week. He then spent the formative years of his life trying to make a name for himself on off-off-off Broadway stages while going to school.
At the age of 26, his film Multi-facial (a short film he wrote, directed, produced and starred in) premiered at the Anthology Film Archives in Manhattan in front of 200 people. The film later went on to the Sundance Film Festival. "That night changed my life completely," he says. "I still went through a few more years of sleeping on couches and struggling and taking odd jobs outside film. But I knew my life had changed."** After Multi-facial he went on to make Strays, a 1997 Sundance Film Festival entry. And that's when it all began. Apparently Steven Spielberg like Vin's movie so much that he contacted Vin, telling him that he had written a part specifically for him in Saving Private Ryan (1998) as Private Adrian Caparzo. Later, in 1999 he would provide his voice to the animated film The Iron Giant as the Iron Giant.
And that's just the beginning.
Born: July 18, 1967
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Black (if it wasn't shaved)
Height: 6'1
Marital Status: Single
Ethnicity: Multicultural. Said by a One Race staff member to be Irish, Italian, German, Dominican, Mexican and a lot of other things. (Ted Casablanca of E!online)
Siblings: A fraternal twin brother, Paul Vincent, and two sisters
Parents: Raised by his mother (an astrologer and psychologist) and stepfather (an actor and drama professor).
Hobbies/Other Interests: Yoga, Snow boarding, Playstation, Dungeons and Dragons, Comic books/Heavy Metal Magazine, Classic Movies, Italian cooking
Previous Jobs: Telemarketer and Bouncer (9 years)
Education: Attended Hunter College in New York for two years with a major in English (to prepare for screenwriting)
Vin Admires: Mel Gibson and Morgan Freeman
About: Vin grew up in a government-funded building in New York's Greenwich Village. The building, Vin estimates, housed hundreds of families when he was there. Vin describes his family as "poor but artistic".** Vin started acting at the young of 7 at a Manhattan theater, where he received $20 a week. He then spent the formative years of his life trying to make a name for himself on off-off-off Broadway stages while going to school.
At the age of 26, his film Multi-facial (a short film he wrote, directed, produced and starred in) premiered at the Anthology Film Archives in Manhattan in front of 200 people. The film later went on to the Sundance Film Festival. "That night changed my life completely," he says. "I still went through a few more years of sleeping on couches and struggling and taking odd jobs outside film. But I knew my life had changed."** After Multi-facial he went on to make Strays, a 1997 Sundance Film Festival entry. And that's when it all began. Apparently Steven Spielberg like Vin's movie so much that he contacted Vin, telling him that he had written a part specifically for him in Saving Private Ryan (1998) as Private Adrian Caparzo. Later, in 1999 he would provide his voice to the animated film The Iron Giant as the Iron Giant.
And that's just the beginning.
Hmm..
Well the new years is going pretty good... had me a 12 hour tribe marathon today... um... saw Catch Me If You Can (it's a great flick). Hmm... I think I need to call Britt and hang out with her, we had lots of fun being nuts... plus it was funny watching people stare at me like "what the fuck" when I would be walking with her talking to her or sitting with her somewhere goofin off... heh... I also need to go get me my full time job now... 2002 is over... I start classes January 23rd... I'll have about 2 hours of class a night 4 nights a week... with that and a full time job I'll be pretty busy... but I'll also have a decent amount of cash by the time I graduate. I think, no I'm pretty sure, that I'm going to go to zendik end of May or the first of June. I don't know for how long... but for at least a month... maybe longer... maybe not... time will tell. "I can't care about anything but you" (sorry cardigans' song just finished) Hmm... Well thats all for now I guess...
boncing-
-The Wolf
boncing-
-The Wolf
Hmm..
Well the new years is going pretty good... had me a 12 hour tribe marathon today... um... saw Catch Me If You Can (it's a great flick). Hmm... I think I need to call Britt and hang out with her, we had lots of fun being nuts... plus it was funny watching people stare at me like "what the fuck" when I would be walking with her talking to her or sitting with her somewhere goofin off... heh... I also need to go get me my full time job now... 2002 is over... I start classes January 23rd... I'll have about 2 hours of class a night 4 nights a week... with that and a full time job I'll be pretty busy... but I'll also have a decent amount of cash by the time I graduate. I think, no I'm pretty sure, that I'm going to go to zendik end of May or the first of June. I don't know for how long... but for at least a month... maybe longer... maybe not... time will tell. "I can't care about anything but you" (sorry cardigans' song just finished) Hmm... Well thats all for now I guess...
boncing-
-The Wolf
boncing-
-The Wolf
hmm..
Hmm... yeah... happy new year and shit...
Funny Fucking Shit
Heh this is funny... I was looking at the secret services website.. and they employ people in highschools... as in students... 16 years old is when they start hiring people.. a bit... odd...
http://www.treas.gov/usss/opportunities_stay-in-school.shtml
http://www.treas.gov/usss/opportunities_stay-in-school.shtml
...
Runes of war now thee,
if great thou wilt be,
cut them on hilt of hardened sword,
some on the brand's back,
some on its shining side,
twice the name Tiw therein.
Sea runes good at need,
learnt for ships saving,
for the good health of the swimming horse;
on the stern cut them,
cut them on the rudder blade,
and set flame the shaven oar,
how so big the sea hills,
how so big the blue beneath,
hail from the main and then
comest thou home.
Word runes learn ye well
if thou wilt that no man,
pay back grief for the grief gavest,
wind thou these, cast thou these
all about you,
At the Thing where folk throng,
until the doom fairing.
Of ale runes know the wisdom
if thou wilt another man's wife
should not betray thine heart that trusteth;
cut them on mead horn,
on the back of each hand
and nicked upon the nail.
Help runes shalt thou gather
if skill thou woulds't gain
to loosen chold from low-lainmother;
cut they be in hands hollow,
wrapped the joints round about,
call for the good foils gainsome help.
Learn the bough rune's wisdom
if leechlore thou lovest
and wilt wot about wounds searching,
on the bank they be scored,
on the buds of trees
whose boughs look eastward ever.
Thought runes shalt thou deal with,
if thou wilt be of all men,
fairest souled, right and wise
those creded, those first cut,
those took first to heart.
On the shield were they scored
that stands before the Shining God,
on early-Waking's oar,
on All Knowing's hoof,
on the wheel which runneth under
Regnir's chariot,
on Slepnir's jaw teeth,
on the sleigh traces,
on the rough bear's paw,
on Bragi's tounge,
on the wolf's claw,
on the eagle's bill,
on bloody wings,
and bridge's end,
on loosing palms
and pity's path.
On glass, on gold
and goodly silver,
in wine and wort
and the seat of the witch wife,
on Gungir's point
and Grani's bosom,
on the Norn's snail
and the neb of the night owl.
All these so cut
were shaven and shared
and mingled with hold mead
and sent upon wide ways enow,
some abide with elves,
some abide with the Aesir
or with wise vanir
or some still hold the
sons of mankind.
These be the book runes
and the runes of good help,
and all the ale runes
and the runes of much might
To whom so they may avail
unbewildered, unspoilt.
They are wholesome to hear,
thine thou with these then,
when thou has heard their lore,
till the Gods end thy life days.
if great thou wilt be,
cut them on hilt of hardened sword,
some on the brand's back,
some on its shining side,
twice the name Tiw therein.
Sea runes good at need,
learnt for ships saving,
for the good health of the swimming horse;
on the stern cut them,
cut them on the rudder blade,
and set flame the shaven oar,
how so big the sea hills,
how so big the blue beneath,
hail from the main and then
comest thou home.
Word runes learn ye well
if thou wilt that no man,
pay back grief for the grief gavest,
wind thou these, cast thou these
all about you,
At the Thing where folk throng,
until the doom fairing.
Of ale runes know the wisdom
if thou wilt another man's wife
should not betray thine heart that trusteth;
cut them on mead horn,
on the back of each hand
and nicked upon the nail.
Help runes shalt thou gather
if skill thou woulds't gain
to loosen chold from low-lainmother;
cut they be in hands hollow,
wrapped the joints round about,
call for the good foils gainsome help.
Learn the bough rune's wisdom
if leechlore thou lovest
and wilt wot about wounds searching,
on the bank they be scored,
on the buds of trees
whose boughs look eastward ever.
Thought runes shalt thou deal with,
if thou wilt be of all men,
fairest souled, right and wise
those creded, those first cut,
those took first to heart.
On the shield were they scored
that stands before the Shining God,
on early-Waking's oar,
on All Knowing's hoof,
on the wheel which runneth under
Regnir's chariot,
on Slepnir's jaw teeth,
on the sleigh traces,
on the rough bear's paw,
on Bragi's tounge,
on the wolf's claw,
on the eagle's bill,
on bloody wings,
and bridge's end,
on loosing palms
and pity's path.
On glass, on gold
and goodly silver,
in wine and wort
and the seat of the witch wife,
on Gungir's point
and Grani's bosom,
on the Norn's snail
and the neb of the night owl.
All these so cut
were shaven and shared
and mingled with hold mead
and sent upon wide ways enow,
some abide with elves,
some abide with the Aesir
or with wise vanir
or some still hold the
sons of mankind.
These be the book runes
and the runes of good help,
and all the ale runes
and the runes of much might
To whom so they may avail
unbewildered, unspoilt.
They are wholesome to hear,
thine thou with these then,
when thou has heard their lore,
till the Gods end thy life days.
*cough*bullshit*cough*
http://www.cnn.com/2002/ALLPOLITICS/12/29/mandatory.military/index.html
Um ok.
Um... well... went to the show yesterday... um... was kinda cool... really I was just bored though... went back to jake and vances... vance got shitty because I didn't want to drive a car load of people to rocky when I had already put about 300 miles on my car driving me tiff and dev around past few days... and I have a screw in my shittiest tire... wait they are all shitty.. so I slept and people did whatever... I've got a killer fuckign headache and I need laid and I'm starving and I want to curl up and die... *nods*
I'm.....
I'm sad... I need laid... *nods*... attention all female entities I know... get drunk and come to my house and lose all of your cares... and fuck me... please... you migt find some money in your pocket to... *sighs* Don't think I'm not serious.
yesterday
Yesterday was cool. I woke up... got devin about 10... then we got tiff about 1, then we drove around till about 4ish... had my cd player installed... then drove around some more. Then we went to take tiff home... fucked around over there till Jake came home and was all shitty, almost like he was on his rag or something... heh... then me and devin went to his house.. then came back here... and me and dev just woke up... I gotta take him home in a while his mom wants him home in "the morning" then I think me and him are going to a show tomorrow or something... we will see... oh yeah... I need to get LAID!!!!!!!!!
Here you go kids
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"
*sighs*
Can I die? Hmm... I'm bored... lonely... sad... depressed... all that junk... It needs to be Friday, friday me and Dev are supposed to hang out... I hope we do... I need something to fuckin do... I really don't have any friends I get to see... I get to talk to devin every once in a while... get to talk to justin now and then, and Brandi from Camby I get to talk to every other day or so... and thats it... *cries*
*sighs*
Can I die? Hmm... I'm bored... lonely... sad... depressed... all that junk... It needs to be Friday, friday me and Dev are supposed to hang out... I hope we do... I need something to fuckin do... I really don't have any friends I get to see... I get to talk to devin every once in a while... get to talk to justin now and then, and Brandi from Camby I get to talk to every other day or so... and thats it... *cries*
Christmas/Yule.
The gift giving day is nearly here kiddos... *smiles*