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maybe you should feed it more, then. :confused:

^awww you sleep with a tiger? :nice:

^Sadly that not always the case. The HP Pavilion in San Jose where I went for my CP concert last summer checked everyone for cameras, of any kind. And then confiscated them if they found any. :(

It's sad how many of us prefer certain days because of TV shows that air on them :P

:D I love your hair, btw!

I see a Beatle! :wacky:

Mondays suck just because Tuesdays are good because Reaper, NCIS, and the Mentalist are on Wednesdays are awful because they're in the middle of the week Thursdays are quite nice because it's almost Friday, plus Grey's Anatomy is on Fridays are the best because of obvious reasons :) Saturdays are quite lovely because I can sleep in Sundays suck because I have to face the week all over again :disappointed: (but then again, Sunday nights are Law & Order nights!)

Ooh, uh, we are? :P The concert I went to on the 18th was from last July. The one I'm going to this year is on the 13th of July :D

Heh heh, and remember when that guy said that thing and those people all laughed? :lol:

Being a teenage girl and sleeping with a teddy bear is more socially acceptable than being an adult male and sleeping with a teddy bear :wink:

it sounds more like "ohla" to me :P

errr, do you maybe mean too cliche/classic/boring? :thinking:

*switches back to Gobbledigook* la la la la la la LA! :D [ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fc7UsaCoQRw&feature=related]YouTube - Sigur Ros "Gobbledigook" live @ The Greek Theatre, Berkeley, CA 10.3.08[/ame]

I confess that I genuinely hate my mom. I promise I'm not just being one of those angsty teenagers tat constantly says that- because I genuinely dislike her more than I have ever disliked anyone else. I appreciate her immensely for raising me and giving birth to me, but I still hate her. Every time I'm around her I get stressed and depressed. She's literally the reason to my unhappiness. If I'm anywhere other than home- my dad's house, the gym, school, the grocery store, I'm able to be happy and cheerful and in love with live. I can think I'm pretty, I can feel confident about things. I can laugh and have fun and be polite. But the moment I'm back in my mom's presence, I can't do any of those things. I'm sarcastic and impolite and irritable. I'm constantly depressed and upset and unhappy. I lose my creativity, I lose my sense of humor, I lose my tolerance for people and things, and practically every other good trait I have disappears. I have absolutely no idea what to do about it, though. She's my mom, right? I can hardly get around her. So what do I do?

I downloaded a lolcat/fail blog/engrish funny/totallylookslike/graphjam/pundit kitchen application on my itouch today! *is excited*

^I am thinking that too! :wacko:

Secretly wishes he could speak dinosaur.

:lol: Damnit ricardo, why must you ruin everything? :bigcry:

It's okay, Briggins, I do too. :wacky: But I guess that's more socially acceptable. :P

What's that supposed to mean? :stunned:

Except for the fact that I wasn't being sarcastic :lol:

Err, well, this whole website... :D

La la la la :dance: !

I just saw they announced another concert in Northern California, for September. I am defintiely going to this one! Presales start on the 9th, and the tickets prices are actually pretty decent. Yay!

Ooh, they made so much progress! It looks a lot like I thought, too. Good sign number one :wacky: