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Question: teh_indy has a set of icons with Pharrel Williams as Blaise Zabini. Now, is it just me, but do you imagine Blaise as being white? Cause I do... I just never saw him as being black. In fact, Slytherin, in all its... Mud-blood-ist-ness, I just imagined they were kind of racist too, and never really saw any black kids in Slytherin... But still, maybe it's just because I know a white kid named Blaise...

UPDATE on the DOG: Thanks to all of you guys who have been so supportive :D I haven't had much time/energy (I'm just exhausted) to answer comments with anything truly... Responsive, but... He was doing better when I saw him today, he was responding and moving, it was excellent. I have a hunch he's not blind either. His lungs are doing better too aparently, they've got the ventilator at the lowest level... But as he becomes more conscious he's also becoming more agitated :( His temperature went back up today, it's supposed to be 100.5-101.5 degrees in dog, but he's at 103-104. They can't put him on ice because he's so agitated. :( I'm sort of worried... Also this morning he vomited back up the feeding tube, so I don't know what'll happen now... I'm just scared. :(

Aadiks: Im actually going to send you a book of illustrations- the subject ? how does a bunny rabbit committ suicide.
Aadiks: I figure you and I are the only people who will find it funny
nina kix butt: hahaha
nina kix butt: Dude
nina kix butt: I have that book
Aadiks: seriously ?
nina kix butt: Sorry to burst your bubble
nina kix butt: Seriously.
nina kix butt: The Bunny Suicides?
Aadiks: damn- okay, that's eerie. Either I know you too well, or we're both sick in the head.
Aadiks: yup, that's the one.
nina kix butt: It's got to be the second...
Aadiks: agreed.

If you haven't read The Bunny Suicides, I strongly recommend you do. It's amazing and funny and will cheer you up, even if your day sucks as much as mine.

I'm looking for the song "Two Girls" by Paranoid Social Club - if you have it, and would email it to me or something, I would love you forever!!!

Omg... The "customize links" button on your toolbar? Where the links are in Firefox? Well it's not actually a customize links button! It's just a link to their website showing you how to do it! Ahhh, tricky, tricky, tricky Microsoft... Don't you hate that?

Today we were supposed to go to the mall so me and my sister were waiting for my mom... She isn't coming... So we go outside, trying to give her a sense of urgency so she'll come faster - "Mommy, we're waiting outside!" And we wait outside for like ten minutes, and finally I'm all, "Hold on... Let me go see whats taking her so long" and I go inside, and I hear over the intercom sister, "EEEE! AYIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! EEEEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEE!" It sounded like... Shrieking banshees or something, I don't know, it was horrible. And I turn to my sister and go, "I don't even know what that was about" and she says, "But it sounded like Neal [our younger brother, in 7th grade]" and so I go upstairs and my brother had pushed my mother into a corner and spent ten minutes trying to pervent me and her from leaving the room.. And my mother calls this a 'cute' stage. Whatever.

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Oh man sorry for the spammage, but I'm kind of obsessed with this, and i don't even know why...

nina kix butt: Oh dude
nina kix butt: I hella was washing my windshield at 10:30 at the Chevron station, across from the bank which apparently gets robbed once a month
nina kix butt: and I saw this sketchy guy walking around
nina kix butt: So I got in my car and drove away.
pockodots: lol
pockodots: in the morning go see if it was robbed



I got a call from Dinah today as I was walking out of physical therapy... She says, "Hey Nina, It's Dinah, I'm calling because this guy I'm with bet that I couldn't find someone to say I was a really nice, kind person." So I said to her, "Well, you'd better call Natalia then." And she sort of rambled on "You're so mean, such a horrible person, you have bad karma and are going to die alone and depressed." And hung up. *click*. Ok, great. So later in the evening, as I'm busy dying alone and depressed, I get an IM from Natalia:

tpdncr88: uhhh so dinah just called me and put a hungarian boy on the phone and then preceeded to have me
tpdncr88: classic.

Just funny enough to share...

I think my sister has officially gone insane... I came to the computer, and what did I find open but this website? Why, yes, that is a polygamy and litigation website!
Gosh, it's almost worrying enough to wonder if she's been spending too much in time in Utah... I knew there were too many Mormons on her ski team for it to be good for her!

Omigod. I feel like I am going to puke. Me and Ariane went to go get ice cream and we got the cotton candy flavor. What a baaaaaad, baaaaaad, baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad idea. Basically, it tasted exactly like cotton candy... Aka, pure sugar. And then, on top of it, there were chunks of sugar in this thing, so it had a cotton candy texture too. Some of the lumps of sugar were like the size of small pebbles. We were just eating it and laughing so hard, we were crying. There was sooo much sugar in that thing. Anu, my sister, was just like, "You guys are gonna crash so bad."
I crashed before I even finished the flipping ice cream!
In any case we're going to watch Fools Rush In, which makes me uber-excited, or would, if I didn't feel like I was going to puke/have a splitting headache courtesy of the ice cream, cause that's a pretty amazing movie. Matthew Perry is pretty amazing.

Also, for this design thing next week, I need to pick the best and worst designed objects/things/whatver I could think of. I haven't decided the worst designed thing, but I was thinking and thinking, and I was pretty close to picking Firefox's tabbed browsing - it changes your internet experience and is so handy and helpful for facilitating needs most browsers' don't, but then it hit me. What's really the best designed thing on this earth? Lego building blocks. Yes, lego building blocks. Why? They are a perfect adaption of an old, traditional children's toy - blocks - in a way that changes our entire experience - everything is suddenly somewhat permanent, you can build the most amazing things with them. And not only that, the style is perfect. Modular, you can build them into anything you dream of. The look and feel is so unique, it's inspired so many other children's toys/furniture/etc, it's really iconic. But also, the simple construction is amazing. See, I don't know if anyone has considered it, but the size of the blocks would make wear a huge problem - like those little stubs, if they wear out, then the blocks might not stick as well. But they've managed to engineer it to the perfect size where that really isn't a problem - it's large enough to have neglible effects - but the blocks are not too clunky and they fit well! They're amazing!
Just call me a lego worshipper! :D

everything is good and well here. I made friends with a cactus named petey, we were real good friends and I petted him.
what really bothers me is when people IM you like, ¨Who are you?¨and you´re just like, ¨"umm, you IMed me, actually." It´s all good I guess. See everyone on Monday.

Just finished left Peru, I'm in Ecuador now. I've written 13 pages of Harry Potter analysis. I'll type it up when I get back, it's just some essays and discussions and stuff, and it will be really interesting for all you HP fans, so yes... Please do!
See you all in a week! :D

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so yes. there you go, an initial summary - well discuss it when i get back!
sorry for the lack of punctuation, but spánish keyboards suck.
actually any foreign language keyboard.

Oooh the GoF trailer is attached to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory everybody, just thought you ought to know :D

Johnny: *walks on*
Girls: *scream*
Johnny: *uhh awky*
Girls: *scream*
Johnny: *uhh Jay?* *Scratches ear*
Girls: *scream*
Johnny: *gives a look like, fuck its been two minutes shut the fuck up*
Jay: *what an asshole he's not that cute*
Girls: *scream*
Johnny: *do something fucker I want to get this damn interview over with* *scratches ear*
Jay: "Okay, shut the fuck up."
Girls: *heads explode in from excitement*
Johnny: *thank the fucking lord* *scratches ear*
Jay: "Okay, I want to know something no one else knows about you. So, tell me about your favorite kind of pie."
Johnny: "Apple."
Girls: "We already knew that."
Johnny: *Scratches ear*


Gotta go get ready for my midnight screening of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!
( Furry Goodness )

The story of the "boy who lived" is clearly (by her own admission) a unique take on yet another historically famous writer, JRR Tolkien, and his beloved classics, The Hobbit and The Lord of The Rings Trilogy. In an almost unfathomable manner, Rowling has used some of the Tolkien formula to generate a story both wildly different from LOTR, and disconcertingly similar. - Blog Critics

Does anyone have a quote reference for this, or are they just talking out of their ass?



Sorry HP fandom is kicking into high gear after about six months (!)

< hp fannage >
( sorry i'll cut the mad long HP survey )
wheee hp meme's! They should have more of these...


Ohh and yes:

Hell yes - I know you all are stoked!!

< / hp fannage>
(is fannage even a word? lol. i just made it up)

   “Surprise me,” I said. “I trust you.”
   He laughed, his eyes sparkling mischievously. “You really shouldn’t.”
   “It all depends on what it is I trust you to do, doesn’t it?”
   He went to mix me a drink, and I could swear the line up of alcohol had grown since the last time I’d noticed it. It was like a ticket line to see the latest teen heart throb in concert.
   I smiled. They all wanted to be in my drink. I guessed the bartender wouldn’t like it much if I started signing their breasts…
   I watched the lucky liquids flow out of the bottlenecks. I thought back to my favorite childhood drink. The thing about ginger ale was that it was all brown and creamy colored, like a liquid carbonated caramel. But it really wasn’t like that… It was as if someone far too cheap had water it down before it left the factory (which was something I imagined to be Willy Wonka-esque, but with a lovely Candy Land like vibe to it), and its golden sugar look had been lost and dispersed beyond the point of recognition.
   As I thought about ginger ale’s misfortune, it made me feel as if maybe I shouldn’t drink this. But then I thought of the liquor, how it had been so lucky to have been picked, how could I ruin its moment? The liquor, I decided, would be heartbroken if it didn’t find its way to my blood stream.
   So I drank it.

That's just a little snippet of my story. Email or comment with an email, and I'll send you the whole thing.
Yeah, this story is just like that. It's not done and it's kind of... Like that.

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By Brand New


The time has come for colds and overcoats.
We're quiet on the ride,
we're all just waiting to get home.
Another week away, my greatest fear.
I need the smell of summer,
I need its noises in my ears.
If looks could really kill,
then my profession would be staring.
Please know we do this cause we care
and not for the thrill.
Collect calls to home
to tell them that I realize
that everyone who lives will someday die
and die alone.

And we won't let you in.
Though we're down and out.
No we won't let you in.
You win, you win, you win.

I wrote more postcards than hooks.
I read more maps than books.
Feel like every chance to leave
is another chance I should have took.
Every minute is a mile.
I've never felt so hollow.
I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews
and empty aisles.
My secrets for a buck.
Watch me as I cut myself wide open
on this stage. Yes, I am paid
to spill my guts. I won't see home till spring.
Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic,
but I am paid to make girls panic
while I sing.

And we won't let you in.
Though we're down and out.
No we won't let you in.
And we won't let you in.
We don't want what isn't ours.
We won't let you in.
You win, you win, you win.

And the coastline is quiet.
While we're quietly losing control.
And we're silent but sure
we inventened the cure
that will wash out my memories of her.
"The harpoon is loaded. The cage is lowered.
The water is red."
Like you, like you.

And we won't let you in.
Though we're down and out.
No we won't let you in.
And we won't let you in.
We don't want what isn't ours.
We won't let you in.
You win, you win, you win.