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Saturday, November 8th, 2008
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7:09 am - LoveCurse, fine purveyors of the maliciously mystical.
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Potions, voodoo dolls, spell scrolls, curses, hexes, and general evil stuff. Everyone comes here for different reasons - lust, money, power, and most of all: revenge. Don't be ashamed; your dirty little secret is safe with us. LoveCurse has the tools, personnel, and know-how to get you what you want, all for a reasonable price.
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| Friday, October 24th, 2008
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10:28 am - Evil
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I've recently switched my vendor for evil deeds. Now I'm using LoveCurse. They do such a great job wreaking vengeance for me.
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| Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008
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1:33 pm - Afterthought
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Wrote words for Afterthought recently
V:
I must have lost you on an afterthought
We'll never know how close we got
Time has a way of making change
if fate is kind enough to rearrange
my luck
baby things are looking up
C:
And I just change my mind
Ah whoooooh. Ah woh.
and I just change my life
Ah whoooooh. Ah woh.
Nah nah nah
I can't change.
V:
The sun shining down on me
The clouds futher then I can see
Lovers slowly drawing near
But I'm with you, I'm not even here.
my luck
maybe things are looking up.
C:
And I just change my mind
Ah whoooooh. Ah woh.
and I just change my life
Ah whoooooh. Ah woh.
Nah nah nah
I can't change.
V:
She smiles at me and walks into view
Another drink she could be you.
She walks on by, I turn my head, I see
Somebody, everybody, better off then me
My luck
Is surely running out.
B:
Oh please forgive me
Goddess moon high in the sky
You know I'm not a bad guy
I've had a hard life
and people mess with my mind
No wait, on an afterthought maybe I'm just fine
and I'm just acting to severe.
C:
And I just change my mind
Ah ah... Ah ah.
and I just change my life
Ah ah... Ah ah.
and I just change my girl
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| Friday, June 6th, 2008
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11:06 am - What I'm reading...
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| Monday, March 31st, 2008
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5:14 pm - Amazon Tells POD Publishers, Use BookSurge or Else
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Some Print on Demand (POD) publishers are privately screaming "Monopoly!" while others are seething with rage over startling phone conversations they're having with Amazon/BookSurge representatives. Why isn't anybody talking about it openly? Because they're afraid - very, very afraid.
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| Thursday, January 3rd, 2008
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8:54 pm - Help The Cloukeys
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The Cloukey family of six ended their holiday visit with family with a devastating accident, rolling their van six times down the embankment of the highway ten minutes from home. This is the most amazing, resilient family I have ever met, but they have been through too much to recover on their own.
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| Thursday, December 6th, 2007
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5:10 pm - Google Mass-Bans New Google Accounts
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Judging by the Google Groups posts this looks pretty widespread today, seems to be mainly new accounts. Time to backup your gmail?
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| Friday, November 16th, 2007
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2:55 pm - Firefox 3 The Shape of Things to Come?
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An article from one of the designers of Firefox 3."Here is a recap of what we changed, what we removed, what we added, and what we didn’t change."
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| Thursday, May 31st, 2007
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8:06 pm
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| Monday, December 11th, 2006
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2:47 pm - tshirts
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| Monday, November 13th, 2006
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4:16 pm - Arr
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| Dread Pirate Arrrbry |  | | Swashbuckling: | 15 | | Drunkenness: | 1 | | Booty: | 19 | | Weapons: | Cannon, Broken Bottle, Cutlass | | TOTAL: | 38 | Get your own fightin' Pirate at PvN
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| Friday, October 27th, 2006
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9:00 pm - Same story, another beginning...
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Jill walked back into her bedroom, cup in hand, and watched her boyfriend sleep. She wondered if he was dreaming, and what. He had been out late last night. Jill wasn’t sure how late, only that she already had gone to bed before he got home. He had stopped snoring and now was breathing heavy, spooning a pillow. Every minute or two he mumbled, as if he was baby talking in his sleep. It was cute. Sean was a good looking guy, but did a below average job of keeping his foot out of his mouth. He did better when he was sleeping, because you couldn’t quite make it out.
They had been dating for almost a year now, and she was pretty sure he wasn’t what she was looking for in a relationship, but she didn’t feel she really had a good reason for breaking things off with Sean. He wasn’t a bad guy at all, he hadn’t done anything wrong. So she stayed with him. Sometimes she blamed her indecision on the fact that, like this morning, sometimes she just watched him sleep.
Jill wished she had a reason, but only walked out the door quietly onto the landing of her second floor apartment. She paused, looking to the horizon: A faint red glow, then the sun began to peek over the buildings around her. To Jill, it was only the beginning of another day that would be over just as quickly as the last. That light came every single day, she had seen it rise before and it no longer held the magic of the first few. She had spent so many wasted nights lying awake for hours just to watch it once more. It seemed that she had done so once again.
Her problem wasn’t with the sun, though. She knew if she wanted her life to change she just had to do it. Wishing got you nowhere, unless you were asleep. Jill knew there were two ways out: wake up or dream life away. She honestly did not know which option she preferred.
Her eyes lowered from the rising sun to the skyline of Akron, finally settling on her car. In the distance smoke rising from the tire factory glowed red instead of its usual flat gray, the morning air was cool and crisp. No traffic, no shifty people, nothing. It was funny how a sunrise, even here, always seemed beautiful. If there was anything Jill was truly good at, it was finding silver linings even in the morning smog.
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| Friday, September 8th, 2006
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9:50 am - Work work work
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| Thursday, August 10th, 2006
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9:36 am - Robot Names
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| Saturday, July 1st, 2006
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9:58 pm - Nedowan
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Here's a new opener for Nedowan. What do you think? Less dramatic then the last draft?
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Jill felt comfortable here.
This place was whatever Jill needed it to be, but it was always a stone wall and a tapestry. She could just take a step backwards and watch life around her. Sometimes she came here for a moment of peace, to escape. It was her sanctuary, her mind's eye. Jill had this dream whenever she needed to.
The room was lit by torchlight, and the granite floor below her was covered by a deep blue rug. Above her, the setting sun shone down through faded stained glass windows. Jill spun around and took everything in; only stopping when she saw something she had never seen here before.
A handsome man was sitting on a large white throne. Nobody had ever been here before, not in this place. This was hers; her place to be alone.
Jill looked at the man on the throne and spoke softly. “Hello.”
The man did not turn his head. She thought he might be too busy looking into the tapestry. She often found herself lost in its threads. She watched his eyes, darting back and forth, as if he was searching for something. However, this was not an ordinary tapestry. It had things to find.
The tapestry’s threads crawled with life itself. Weaving in an out, forming pictures that blurred into creation and as quickly sliding apart into patchwork. Over the years, Jill had seen much here: the faces of many strangers, places she had never been, and countless ordinary activities that wouldn’t have held her attention if she was awake. Once she sat watching for so long, she saw herself looking into it from behind. Today, it did not hold her interest. She watched the man who seemed as absorbed as she was the first time she had found it.
Jill decided it wasn’t much fun to watch somebody who didn’t know, or maybe didn’t even care, that you were watching them. She looked in the tapestry too, to see what he was looking for. What was he looking for? Why was everybody always looking for things? A man with a box, a red wagon, a small stream; each image slid into the next only lasting a second. In the end, none of them seemed to make a difference to the man. She knew how hard it was to look for something you can’t define. It didn’t matter if it was an unexplainable knot in your gut, just wanting to fit in comfortably, or longing that feeling of home and sanctuary. They drove men to resolve.
That’s how Jill felt about love. You don’t always know when, or how but you a drawn towards it, directionless. Hell, that’s how she felt about quite a lot of things. It’s like she held a box of meaningless items in her hands, pieces of her life, and she only needed to figure out to figure out why they were there.
In the tapestry there was a big, blue barn and white snow fell for a second before it slid into a rocky ocean coast. The man put his hand forward, and the threads slowly came to a stop. Jill and the man sat and watched the tide crash against the rocks, over and over. A moment of peace and a second later, the man lowered his hand and the threads began to slither and weave into each other, sliding into a lone apple tree in a grassy field.
Jill looked over at the man. “It’s pretty.”
He sat there still and quiet, but his eyes agreed.
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| Thursday, May 25th, 2006
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4:43 pm - Some Me Me
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the Wit
(57% dark, 34% spontaneous, 21% vulgar) | your humor style:
CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK
You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat.
I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer.
Your sense of humor takes the most thought to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my opinion.
You probably loved the Office. If you don't know what I'm
talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais
The 3-Variable Funny Test!
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The Genghis Khan Genetic Fitness Masterpiece
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My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 99% on darkness | | You scored higher than 99% on spontaneity | | You scored higher than 99% on vulgarity |
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More Scientific
You have:
77% SCIENTIFIC INTUITION and
70% EMOTIONAL INTUITION | | The graph on the right represents your place in Intuition 2-Space. As you can see, you scored above average on emotional intuition and well above average on scientific intuition.Your scientific intuition is stronger than your emotional intuition. |
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Your Emotional Intuition score is a measure of how well you understand people, especially their unspoken needs and sympathies. A high score score usually indicates social grace and persuasiveness. A low score usually means you're good at Quake.
Your Scientific Intuition score tells you how in tune you are with the world around you; how well you understand your physical and intellectual environment. People with high scores here are apt to succeed in business and, of course, the sciences. |
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My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 99% on Scientific | | You scored higher than 99% on Interpersonal |
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| Wednesday, May 24th, 2006
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5:03 pm - Joharri
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| Monday, March 13th, 2006
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12:18 pm - Technoratti
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| Wednesday, March 8th, 2006
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9:30 am - Meme Haiku
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| Monday, February 6th, 2006
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10:40 am - Too long without a Meme
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Your Social Dysfunction:
Happy
You're a happy person - you have a good amount of self-esteem, and are socially healthy. While this isn't a social dysfunction per se, you're definitely not normal. Consider yourself lucky: you walk that fine line between 'normal' and being outright narcissistic. You're rare - which is something else to be happy about.
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Please note that we aren't, nor do we claim to be, psychologists. This quiz is for fun and entertainment only. Try not to freak out about your results.
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