Wednesday, December 31, 2003
Oh my goodness...on Blogger's main page, they wish us all a happy Festivus! Yay Festivus! *designates metal lamp as this year's Festivus Pole* The main page makes me happy, as if they know exactly what to say at every holiday or something. (Remember "Grr. Argh. Boo?") Merry Christmas/Hanukkah/Winter Solstice/Festivus/New Year/Lord Parshvanath's Birth/Kwanzaa/Fête des Membres/Other Holiday You Celebrate (Or Lack Thereof) to y'all. :o)
SNOW!!!
Yeah baby! Today has been wonderful...in reference to my comment on The Chum Bucket's main page about a Texan's equivalent of chugging nine "buzz bomb" iced mochas in a row being catching one snowflake on your tongue, HECK YEAH IT SNOWED! *throws confetti* I'd be hugging random strangers as well, but Mom doesn't want me to leave the house and I probably can't drive in this stuff. A lot of it's been plopping off of trees and roofs and things to the ground and melting, but there's still the intermittent fall of tiny snowflakes, so there's still hope for more! MORE SNOW! Holy fudge! And it's really pretty out--the sun keeps trying to get out, but it can't because there's SNOW clouds in the way. There's still that warm, yellowy light that occasionally shijnes on everything, so it's quite pretty. And the trees are covered with it and it's starting to snow again and oh my gosh, that's so cool!!! Normally I'd leave my blinds shut if it's cloudy, but not if it's cloudy and snowy. The fluffy stuff is mezmerizing. I can just look out the window and stare at it. Ohhhhhh yeeeeeah. SNOW!
Anyway, I should be researching my author project now. ARRGH! Scurvy English class. How dare I have homework...oh well. Off to research.
Monday, December 29, 2003
It's the return of...STEF THE NINJA! (Everyone's favorite giant wuss in a bandanna!)
Which Survivor of the Impending Nuclear Apocalypse Are You?
A Rum and Monkey joint.
Must kill, ha ha, ha ha! Death! Playground antics! Cake and cheese! Yes! you're an Insane ninja child!
The blast must have hit you particularly strong, because you've gained a billion new superpowers and can take on anyone you want. Even that kid Gunrock-with-nine-arms from down the street. Only problem is, it's driven you completely insane and you now have a thirst for blood equalled only by your thirst for vengeance and...ewwww.
Which Survivor of the Impending Nuclear Apocalypse Are You?
A Rum and Monkey joint.
Must kill, ha ha, ha ha! Death! Playground antics! Cake and cheese! Yes! you're an Insane ninja child!
The blast must have hit you particularly strong, because you've gained a billion new superpowers and can take on anyone you want. Even that kid Gunrock-with-nine-arms from down the street. Only problem is, it's driven you completely insane and you now have a thirst for blood equalled only by your thirst for vengeance and...ewwww.
Are you damned?
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You will die a warrior and be spirited away by warbling wenches to the Hall of the Slain. Meat and mead for ever more, well until Ragnarok, anyway, when you will do battle with giants, giantesses, dwarfs, elves and Nidhug, a dragon who likes to nibble trees. Odin is great!
Interesting...okay...battle? Little ol' me? Ehhhh...
"If you own more than three cats, you are obviously...going to play poker." (Ew.)
SNOW!!!!!!! *happy dances* Just a dusting, but it's enough to make me happy over SNOW!!!!!!!! YAY!
Friday, December 26, 2003
Quiz-O-Rama
I'm bored. Friends post quizzes. Stef takes quizzes. Arrgh!
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From Rum and Monkey.
You are Charles VI of France, also known as Charles the Mad or Charles the Well-Beloved!
A fine, amiable and dreamy young man, skilled in horsemanship and archery, you were also from a long line of dribbling madmen. King at 12 and quickly married to your sweetheart, Bavarian Princess Isabeau, you enjoyed many happy months together before either of you could speak anything of the other's language. However, after illness you became a tad unstable. When a raving lunatic ran up to your entourage spouting an incoherent prophecy of doom, you were unsettled enough to slaughter four of your best men when a page dropped a lance. Your hair and nails fell out. At a royal masquerade, you and your courtiers dressed as wild men, ending in tragedy when four of them accidentally caught fire and burned to death. You were saved by the timely intervention of the Duchess of Berry's underskirts.
This brought on another bout of sickness, which surgeons countered by drilling holes in your skull. The following months saw you suffer an exorcism, beg your friends to kill you, go into hyperactive fits of gaiety, run through your rooms to the point of exhaustion, hide from imaginary assassins, claim your name was Georges, deny that you were King and fail to recognise your family. You smashed furniture and wet yourself at regular intervals. Passing briefly into erratic genius, you believed yourself to be made of glass and demanded iron rods in your attire to prevent you breaking.
In 1405 you stopped bathing, shaving or changing your clothes. This went on until several men were hired to blacken their faces, hide, jump out and shout "boo!", upon which you resumed basic hygiene. Despite this, your wife continued sleeping with you until 1407, when she hired a young beauty, Odette de Champdivers, to take her place. Isabeau then consoled herself, as it were, with your brother. Her lovers followed thick and fast while you became a pawn of your court, until you had her latest beau strangled and drowned.
A severe fever was fended off with oranges and pomegranates in vast quantities, but you succumbed again in 1422 and died. Your disease was most likely hereditary. Unfortunately, you had anywhere up to eleven children, who variously went on to develop capriciousness, great cruelty, insecurity, paranoia, revulsion towards food and, in one case, a phobia of bridges.
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[Okay, the Daily Pirate messed up the font size on my page. ARRGH!]
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You're Texas!
You aren't really much of your own person, but everyone around
you wishes you'd go away, so you might as well be independent. You're
sort of loud-mouthed and abrasive, but you do have a fair amount of power. You
like big trucks, big cattle, and big oil rigs. And sometimes you really
smell. But it's not all bad, you're big enough to have some soft spots
somewhere in all that redneck madness.
Take the Country
Quiz at the Blue Pyramid
Claro que si, idiotas. (Idiotas as in...I bet they've never been there or they wouldn't be so much on wishing the state'd go away. Arrgh! Scruvy bilge rats!) I'd take the fragrant (ha ha) odor of cow fields over Pee-attle any day. :o) And don't forget the big...everything else. Bigger and better. That quiz made me happy! I'm pretty sure Texas is the only state listed on the country quiz, too. Yee-ha!
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And keeping with the sheer madness of [insert expletive here] Brinkster putting ads for hard lemonade on The Chum Bucket...
You seem like you won't even get drunk as much. You
drink moderately and most likely on special
occasions. If you feel yourself getting over
the limit, you would try to control yourself.
And if you were a bit tipsy, most likely you
would get some rest. You're a person who can
control your actions and are very responsible.
You are careful in what you do and like to
avoid trouble. That's good for you. More people
need to think like you do =)
If You Were to Get Drunk, What Kind of Drunk Would You Be?
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Honor: You are an honorable person who is firm with
his/her beliefs and treats others as you are
treated. People would consider you humble at
times and very respectful, and someone to
definitely respect back.
Which Characteristic From the Samurai Code Matches You Best? (You may find out your best trait)
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This is a peculiar quiz...
Yes, you will always be remembered for your good
ways. You seem to be close and caring around
your family and other people you really know.
You will be a major loss for them. There will
be an empty spot once you are gone. It may
sound morbid to you, but it could also be good.
Keep on with your great ways. You will have a
beautiful funeral.
What Type of Funeral Will You Have? Will You Be Missed Once You're Gone?
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OUCHIES!
You are a bad, bad person. You would have not even
been executed; you would have been tortured!
Whether stretched, pinned with needles, or
facing the Iron Maiden...you would have felt
the worst pain anyone had ever felt. Ease down,
pal. No need to be so full of rage and hate!
How Would You Have Been Executed Back in the Day?
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Wednesday, December 24, 2003
*does the happy pedicure dance*
Not smelly and chipped anymore! Yaaaaay! But I found some nice pants at the mall, so I may not shave my legs as planned today anyway, LOL. Hairy Stef protests!
Not smelly and chipped anymore! Yaaaaay! But I found some nice pants at the mall, so I may not shave my legs as planned today anyway, LOL. Hairy Stef protests!
ARRGH! Merry Christmas, ye scurvy dogs!
What a marvelous person! You are the splendid
Christmas tree! You are a spirited person who
almost always in a great mood. Your smiles and
laughter are some things that people usually
look forward to in you. You are someone who is
full of energy and ready for a good time. Most
likely you are a social butterfly. All of these
characteristics make you a beautiful person
inside and out. People just really enjoy to be
around you. Merry Christmas =)
What Christmas Figure Are You? (MANY RESULTS)
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Tuesday, December 23, 2003
You're bubblegum!!! You love to have a good time,
and enjoy being around others who feel the same
way. You tend to be the life of the party, and
people like to be around you as much as they
can.
Which kind of candy are you?
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Repairman Day at the house. Bored to tears. Or just bored comatose, I can't really decide. But there's too much banging and clanging around to really take a good nap. :oP
Monday, December 22, 2003
Now who's the prettiest? (Aaaaangel...found another quiz...)
Elvish
To which race of Middle Earth do you belong?
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(Arr, was this picture...?)
You are Form 1, Goddess: The Creator.
"And The Goddess planted the acorn of life.
She cried a single tear and shed a single drop
of blood upon the earth where she buried it.
From her blood and tear, the acorn grew into
the world."
Some examples of the Goddess Form are Gaia (Greek),
Jehova (Christian), and Brahma (Indian).
The Goddess is associated with the concept of
creation, the number 1, and the element of
earth.
Her sign is the dawn sun.
As a member of Form 1, you are a charismatic
individual and people are drawn to you.
Although sometimes you may seem emotionally
distant, you are deeply in tune with other
people's feelings and have tremendous empathy.
Sometimes you have a tendency to neglect your
own self. Goddesses are the best friends to
have because they're always willing to help.
Which Mythological Form Are You?
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OH MY GOSH! I found a comic called SMITE THEE!
Elvish
To which race of Middle Earth do you belong?
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(Arr, was this picture...?)
You are Form 1, Goddess: The Creator.
"And The Goddess planted the acorn of life.
She cried a single tear and shed a single drop
of blood upon the earth where she buried it.
From her blood and tear, the acorn grew into
the world."
Some examples of the Goddess Form are Gaia (Greek),
Jehova (Christian), and Brahma (Indian).
The Goddess is associated with the concept of
creation, the number 1, and the element of
earth.
Her sign is the dawn sun.
As a member of Form 1, you are a charismatic
individual and people are drawn to you.
Although sometimes you may seem emotionally
distant, you are deeply in tune with other
people's feelings and have tremendous empathy.
Sometimes you have a tendency to neglect your
own self. Goddesses are the best friends to
have because they're always willing to help.
Which Mythological Form Are You?
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OH MY GOSH! I found a comic called SMITE THEE!
Friday, December 12, 2003
Aaaaaaangeeeeeeeeel.....where are youuuuuuu?
Congratulations! You're Merry!
Which Lord of the Rings character and personality problem are you?
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(Arr. I'm not that violent. All I want is a little pillaging and plundering.)
Oh, the KR Streaker is my hero. I wonder if he was inspired at all by Mister Naked? He was wearing a flesh-colored nakes suit and a multicolored clown afro. STREAKER WITH A 'FRO! *happy dances* He ran across right before the Chatelaines performed towards the end.
I don't think anyone ever caught the streaker, but he's my hero and he's not Scott Cornish, either.
"PANTS ARE FOR SQUARES!"-Timmy's Dad
I'm currently watching "The Sponge Who Could Fly" for the ninety thousand kajillionth time. It totally goes against the title of this blog, but oh well.
"I think my pants can handle it."-SpongeBob
Congratulations! You're Merry!
Which Lord of the Rings character and personality problem are you?
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(Arr. I'm not that violent. All I want is a little pillaging and plundering.)
Oh, the KR Streaker is my hero. I wonder if he was inspired at all by Mister Naked? He was wearing a flesh-colored nakes suit and a multicolored clown afro. STREAKER WITH A 'FRO! *happy dances* He ran across right before the Chatelaines performed towards the end.
I don't think anyone ever caught the streaker, but he's my hero and he's not Scott Cornish, either.
"PANTS ARE FOR SQUARES!"-Timmy's Dad
I'm currently watching "The Sponge Who Could Fly" for the ninety thousand kajillionth time. It totally goes against the title of this blog, but oh well.
"I think my pants can handle it."-SpongeBob
Huzzah! Got Sadie's tickets today...had to beg Bernasconi along with a couple other sicky seniors that waited 'til this afternoon as well. Spooty flu. I still don't really think it's the flu.
And I got bored, so Fluffy Bunny made an Evil Plan.
Congratulations on being the creator of a new
Evil Plan (tm)!
Your objective is simple: Soul Accumulation.
Your motive is a little bit more complex: Evil - It's my nature
Stage One
To begin your plan, you must first devour a town mascot. This will cause the world to choke on their food, bewildered by your arrival. Who is this nightmare beyond comprehension? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good in their brithday suit?
Stage Two
Next, you must obliterate the Moon (ooh, tides!). This will all be done from a medieval castle, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will die in a way you just don't want to think about, as countless hordes of mean english teachers hasten to do your every bidding.
Stage Three
Finally, you must send forth your plague of doom, bringing about an unending cacophony of screams. Your name shall become synonymous with all that is wrong with the world, and no man will ever again dare cross you. Everyone will bow before your mystical abilities, and the world will have no choice but to lavish endless praise on your misdeeds.
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Yes, yes, everyone loves Fluffy Bunny, Eater of Souls. The assembly was rather interesting today...they had ninjas, sumos, AND pirates in the food drive skit--something they overlooked last year but I'm glad they're making a bigger deal of now. *throws confetti* (But what were the days again? Oh well...at least we know it's next week, eh?) Their tree of giving's a bit wuss, though...seriously, more names could fit on a bigger tree...but oh well. Last year they had one of those weird flocked trees with the fake snow stuff (was it last year or the year before?)...so underwear. The cafeteria has a nice, tall ceiling, too. :'o(
ANYWAY...I made up a funny song to the tune of the "Bob the Builder" theme song about possibly running around with a scarf on my head and being the world's worst ninja.
Steeeeeef the Niiiiiinja...
Can I Kick You?
Steeeeeef the Niiiiiinja...
Yes I Can! [variation that's more likely: "No I Can't!"]
Tee-hee...picture a girl in a flu and caffeine-induced stupor running around Westlake Center making a fool of herself by (very, very, VERY weakly) karate-chopping random strangers? I got away with it at the Fort Flagler retreat when I had a bandanna on my head and was making spastic chops at people, but in downtown Pee-attle on a business law field trip...maybe no. Besides, I kept thinking that I would hurl a lot of the time. I went to sixth period and a lot of people thought I was stoned, but I was just flu-y.
And I got bored, so Fluffy Bunny made an Evil Plan.
Congratulations on being the creator of a new
Evil Plan (tm)!
Your objective is simple: Soul Accumulation.
Your motive is a little bit more complex: Evil - It's my nature
Stage One
To begin your plan, you must first devour a town mascot. This will cause the world to choke on their food, bewildered by your arrival. Who is this nightmare beyond comprehension? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good in their brithday suit?
Stage Two
Next, you must obliterate the Moon (ooh, tides!). This will all be done from a medieval castle, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will die in a way you just don't want to think about, as countless hordes of mean english teachers hasten to do your every bidding.
Stage Three
Finally, you must send forth your plague of doom, bringing about an unending cacophony of screams. Your name shall become synonymous with all that is wrong with the world, and no man will ever again dare cross you. Everyone will bow before your mystical abilities, and the world will have no choice but to lavish endless praise on your misdeeds.
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Yes, yes, everyone loves Fluffy Bunny, Eater of Souls. The assembly was rather interesting today...they had ninjas, sumos, AND pirates in the food drive skit--something they overlooked last year but I'm glad they're making a bigger deal of now. *throws confetti* (But what were the days again? Oh well...at least we know it's next week, eh?) Their tree of giving's a bit wuss, though...seriously, more names could fit on a bigger tree...but oh well. Last year they had one of those weird flocked trees with the fake snow stuff (was it last year or the year before?)...so underwear. The cafeteria has a nice, tall ceiling, too. :'o(
ANYWAY...I made up a funny song to the tune of the "Bob the Builder" theme song about possibly running around with a scarf on my head and being the world's worst ninja.
Steeeeeef the Niiiiiinja...
Can I Kick You?
Steeeeeef the Niiiiiinja...
Yes I Can! [variation that's more likely: "No I Can't!"]
Tee-hee...picture a girl in a flu and caffeine-induced stupor running around Westlake Center making a fool of herself by (very, very, VERY weakly) karate-chopping random strangers? I got away with it at the Fort Flagler retreat when I had a bandanna on my head and was making spastic chops at people, but in downtown Pee-attle on a business law field trip...maybe no. Besides, I kept thinking that I would hurl a lot of the time. I went to sixth period and a lot of people thought I was stoned, but I was just flu-y.
Friday, December 05, 2003
What's wrong with hicks?
Louisiana is your state, or should be anyway. If
you don't like it, too bad because that just
means you put the wrong answers! Other than
the humidity it's OK. Just as long as you live
in an somewhat urban area away from hicks.
What State Is Perfect For You?
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I was quite disappointed that I didn't get Texas on this one until I looked to make sure and saw that it wasn't an answer, but New Mexico and Louisiana were. Oh well, that just means that the quiz's author's a dum-dum. To quote the cheesy Texas tourism slogan: "Texas: it's like a whole other country." Perhaps the author of the quiz is stuck in the 1850s and thinks it still is. :oP
Hmmmm...SADIE'S! Yaaaay! Going with Scott...we might end up going in a group with a bunch of folks I know from choir and quack-u-lus and other random classes over the years (but I don't know any of them too well, but that's okay) to Dick's. Dick's is good. :o) Pirate theme! Arrrr. Looking for a shirt sometime next week.
Today, I wore my favorite pants. Pantalones buenos. Heck yeah! But the only problem with my favorite pants is that they have a favorite hole just below the right buttock and it wasn't repaired quite good enough last time. Perhaps I should go shopping for the cheesy white material with hearts all over it that looks like guy's undies in cartoons to stick behind it, LOL. Or a larger SpongeBob patch. Tee-hee. I better finally get around to washing some pants before I rip these further and moon someone. :oP
School is...AUGHH! It seems like every time I have choir, I'm comatose, but when I don't, I'm wide awake and/or on a pretty decent caffeine high. What's with this? Today was a happy solo tryout day and the guys tried on their tux pants, but sheesh, I was sleepy sleepy.
"Silt is..."-Doug.
OFF TO PANTS!
Louisiana is your state, or should be anyway. If
you don't like it, too bad because that just
means you put the wrong answers! Other than
the humidity it's OK. Just as long as you live
in an somewhat urban area away from hicks.
What State Is Perfect For You?
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I was quite disappointed that I didn't get Texas on this one until I looked to make sure and saw that it wasn't an answer, but New Mexico and Louisiana were. Oh well, that just means that the quiz's author's a dum-dum. To quote the cheesy Texas tourism slogan: "Texas: it's like a whole other country." Perhaps the author of the quiz is stuck in the 1850s and thinks it still is. :oP
Hmmmm...SADIE'S! Yaaaay! Going with Scott...we might end up going in a group with a bunch of folks I know from choir and quack-u-lus and other random classes over the years (but I don't know any of them too well, but that's okay) to Dick's. Dick's is good. :o) Pirate theme! Arrrr. Looking for a shirt sometime next week.
Today, I wore my favorite pants. Pantalones buenos. Heck yeah! But the only problem with my favorite pants is that they have a favorite hole just below the right buttock and it wasn't repaired quite good enough last time. Perhaps I should go shopping for the cheesy white material with hearts all over it that looks like guy's undies in cartoons to stick behind it, LOL. Or a larger SpongeBob patch. Tee-hee. I better finally get around to washing some pants before I rip these further and moon someone. :oP
School is...AUGHH! It seems like every time I have choir, I'm comatose, but when I don't, I'm wide awake and/or on a pretty decent caffeine high. What's with this? Today was a happy solo tryout day and the guys tried on their tux pants, but sheesh, I was sleepy sleepy.
"Silt is..."-Doug.
OFF TO PANTS!
