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	2006.10.27  08.15 Goldmoon, Warrior Priestess? From tabletops. to the written word. to Jack Bauer as a frail megalomaniacal wizard. Well this should be interesting

	2006.07.13  18.38 *cough* excuse me? you corporate types? if you could just listen to me for a second.  I'd like to talk to you about advertisements. the human "memepool" is interconnecting itself faster and faster these days, and if I wish to purchase an item, I don't do it because of what they say about the product on tv.  I google the product.   and if the first 20 links that come up are bug reports, I'm not that likely to buy the product. can you people please spend the majourity of the advertising budget instead on making higher quality items!, better wages for employees!, and saving the enviroment!. Hell, for that last one I'd be happy if you managed to just stop destroying it so much. anyways, thanks for your time, i'm just hoping I can buy some stuff without feeling like shit in the near future.

	2006.07.12  08.08 my Wiishlist. 1) priced less than 250$ 2) 2-4 controllers with purchase.  Retro-pad, Gamecube Controller mockup 3) september/early october launch date 4) free game with system 5) fun oh, and if sony has any fans left they'll be interested in hearing that the ps3 ships with a free game as well. *crosses fingers*

	2006.07.06  00.47 the glorious tears of hilarity i can't stop laughing, and my eyes are blurry. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jL3lAWIqCR0&search=richard%20simmons%20whose%20line watch it! watch it! Oh, and checkout Nintendo telling Bush to wisen up. http://gonintendo.com/?p=3498 good times.

	2006.05.04  23.55 To: LiveJournal.com <webmaster@livejournal.com> Re:Забытый пароль Dear LiveJournal. Thank you for your insightful letter; Attached. If the little I've decrypted is of any indication, this will herald the dawning of a new age. I am greatful for the chance presented. From : LiveJournal.com <webmaster@livejournal.com> Sent : December 9, 2005 6:47:41 AM To : myemailaddress@hotmail.com Subject : Забытый пароль  *** Это письмо было послано автоматически. Не отвечайте на него. *** Ð’Ñ‹ запрашивали утерянный пароль с LiveJournal.com. Далее следуют имя пользователя, пароль и e-mail, на которые зарегистрирован ваш журнал.  Имя пользователя: life101            Пароль: ppgrme      Адрес e-mail: life_one_oh_one@hotmail.com Информация была запрошена с IP-адреса (217.20.84.32). Если вы не теряли свой пароль - не переживайте. По крайней мере, это письмо пришло к вам, а не к кому-то другому. Возможно, произошла накладка и какой-то пользователь отправил этот запрос, думая, что данный аккаунт принадлежит ему. Также возможно, что кто-то просто сделал опечатку в имени или адресе e-mail. Если вы действительно полагаете, что вашему аккаунту может что-то угрожать, прочтите информацию http://www.livejournal.com/support/faqbrowse.bml?faqid=117 о том, как обеспечить его безопасность. Полезные ссылки:  Ваш Живой Журнал: http://www.livejournal.com/users/life101/  Сделать запись в журнал: http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?life101 С уважением, команда Живого Журнала http://www.livejournal.com/ Music: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - Clap Your Hands

	2006.02.13  02.51 Am I obligated to drink a 2-4 upon turning 24? or does that only happen for may? at times it seems as if. my life is always moving outwards in a circle what's happening out there?

	2006.01.16  11.39 Christopher Nolan and Cristian Bale team up to give my new most eagerly awaited movie for the future. No I'm not talking a batman sequel. this is called The Prestige. Here is the quick plot from IMDB. 'Based on Christopher Priest's 1996 novel, Bale and Jackman play rival magicians in turn-of-the-century London who battle each other for trade secrets. The rivalry is so intense that it turns them into murderers.' Jackman is Hugh Jackman, which aint to special. David Bowie plays Nikola Tesla. anyways, I think I've made my point. Sorry, A Scanner Darkly. You get backed into 2nd

	2005.11.27  22.22 well perhaps the cutest thing that molly(potential name of new kitty) does, is swim along by catching her front claws in the carpet, and propelling herself forward. surprising efficient actually.

	2005.09.30  08.15 here we go! you reply to this and - 1. I'll respond with something random about you. 2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you. 3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in. 4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. 5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you. 6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of. 7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you. 8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. Holy crap Metric is good live. Emily Haines shifts forms from docile innocent child to kickboxing revolution all the while unleashing all manner of sound from between her lips. And just as a heads up... be prepared to hear the name "the Lovely Feathers," be prepared to hear it a lot. I've not heard the studio tracks, but what they do up on stage should make them famous. wow music kicks ass

	2005.09.05  12.47 can an adherence to shared randomness ever amount to originality? I am so annoyed! I am so going to kick fuhrerontheroof out of the house. They wore my favorite furry shirt when headspider and o__ was visiting. I've never been so embarassed in my life! This entry automatically generated by the LJ Drama Generator!

	2005.08.30  19.35 Click here. Take the quiz. Post your results. ( See Life101's results. )

	2005.08.28  20.12 the parade wemt unoticed ticker tape is tuckered out go home and get some sleep floats and motives questioned raised voices aren't all they were made out to be who called for that paper mache it was uncalled for people walked the streets with their head behind their back walking sideways, some of them twirled all to avoid the bright lights on the other side why is everything sometimes nothing when does the conductor stop moving? my poetry was always at the fullest height of mediocrety (read: crap).

	2005.08.24  20.29 It's also a kind of Voight-Kampf test you can use to determine if your friends are replicants. I'm not saying you're a robot if you don't buy it, this probably isn't what many readers are looking for in a "game." But they've made something that is difficult not to respond to. I think that is the most compelling arguement I've ever had to get a game. The only thing more compelling would be if he was saying it. anyways, that is all.

	2005.08.14  23.19 Is it a bad thing when the best part of the Ben Folds/Rufus Wainwright show was... http://www.sonymusic.com/clips/selection/fu/071897/071897_01_01_full_100.asx especially w/ the "bitches can't hang with the streets" singalong. Dear god that man is brilliant

	2005.08.04  18.14 posting, posting.... I can do it! Trail by fire at work soon. I'm actually going to have to show off my Warehouse managing prowess next week, as Lorie (the GM, who is in the office in front of the warehouse, and is generally the woman ah run tings), is off on vacation next week. I predict that either 1) The freedom will allow me to actually whip the place in to shape... or 2) Flames, chaos, mayham, crying, and Cameron hitting on people. Resulting in Cameron on the street shortly thereafter. 1 is possible, but will probably be interupted by my loony boss, and the fact that there is no more buffer between me and his inanity. (the bad kind). 2 is likely, cry for Cameron. Sometimes it's as if they want me to rift spacetime in there. Anyone want to finish my warehouse Database for me? Wow, Goldie's going to be shocked, two entries in two days, this should be interesting. I think that my problem with these things is that once something is set down in writing it loses all fluidity, and can twisted and manipulated by the evil monkeys and their invisible poo throwings. How can anyone choose *one* of those damn mood options at any one time?!?! bye bye Music: This is how it Goes - Billy Talent

	2005.08.03  23.21 Okay. An Executive for an Ad Company, has a run in with some social deliquints, and they chase him in to a tree. Then they wait around so they can beat him up when he gets down. This is the premise for Treed Murray, one of the best Canadian films of 2001 (according to that award dealy show). Sort of scary for Canadian Cinema eh? You should probably watch it though, it's pretty good. If you watch the first 15 minutes you probably won't be able to stop watching anyways. (if you thought Stealth was a great movie then ignore everything before this point... and everything after...) Anyways. I think I was about to vent some frustrations, but it's hard to make them coherent when they leave the confines of my head. People are seriously fucked up. Totally, fully, utterly. I don't care if you're the sanest motherfucker around right now, your head is totally messed. I came to this conclusion a while ago and it makes many things a lot easier. Everyone has in their brain this idea that your own particular neuroses are acceptable because they make up who you are, and while this is right, it's also completely wrong. This isn't coming out right at all. It doesn't even make sense. TANGENT Holy fucking crap batman I swear to much My head flies in circles because there are things which I think which I know I shouldn't think because I know that they are "wrong." Do other people ignore the crazy thoughts which run around, or are they able to stop themselves from thinking them? What are the long term effects of censoring, or attempting to censor your own thoughts? Do parents count as a form of Brainwashing? I know genetically I can blame my parents for many of my traits. How do their reactions to my thoughts affect my thoughts. Has there ever been a study of Metathoughts, cause I am frequantly thinking about how I am thinking and what I am thinking. Everyone is different, everyone is the same. Everyone wants to do what they can, and what they want to. Some people are allowed to. Some people are not. Some are rewarded, some more than others. Some are punished, some more than others. Who decides, who should decide. Can we know this stuff. Do we spend more time trying to find it out, or trying to find out *if* we can find it out? If we can't find out, why not? What can we do about it, how should that change our lives. I keep on crushing on this girl at work, and I know I shouldn't. For 20 million different reasons which i won't get in to. But even if I should it would never happen, because I wouldn't be able to say anything. And that's what's funny, because while I can be comfortable (to a point) listening to most conversations, I'm always too afraid of saying the wrong thing. Which doesn't exist. And now I've lost my train of thought again. This people, is why I don't update this thing too often. So much I want to say, but they form in my head in paragraph form, and are forgotten by the end of the first sentence, I need to learn to think more concisely. I think sleep is the goal now. if you made it this far congrats.

	2004.10.29  20.45 seeking seeking breathing breathing writhing mass of breathing seeking seeking meaning seeking meaning

	2004.10.29  20.36 I wish you could see the music the words play in my mind instead of the harsh stutterings of their descention from mind to eye and hand, and mouth. For each word can be a thousand words until it is uttered, and a thousand meanings each have they.

	2004.08.18  18.51 Paradigm Shift I've always had problems with Jealousy, and with Trust.  Always.  And now I have to fix it.  I need to fix myself. It's a paradigm shift.  And a big one.  and an important one. Goldie's probably starting a new job soon, at the Globe and Mail, as a phone monkey.  She'll starts at 5:30, and gets off at 10:30.  I'll see her when she wakes me up by coming home.  And when I wake her up by going to work.  I'm going to be lonely... I guess the part of the problem is that (as many of you know) I'm not all that big on the whole self confidence thing, so I want to be able to be constantly reassured as to what my place is.  Which is horrible. I mean... Even if things did suddenly change in her hea(d)(rt)... ARRRGGGHHH!! BRAIN GO SHUT OFF NOW! Mood: guilty Music: Jump, Little Children - My Guitar

	2004.08.16  21.11 More demons? Extreme anger?  A domestic abuse situation?  or mental instability.  I'm not sure if those noises are coming from our house, or next door.  They might even be coming from the washroom.  Sorta Freaky.  If it happens overnight then I'm going to have to talk to the landlord. I wish Goldie would get home.  I'm not used to being lonely anymore. It's sad.  I'm going to get used to all this extension crap, and after I reformat and reinstall (dear god let that be soon.  Need to go get my xp cd from Leo.)  I'll prolly end up doing it all over again. Mood: freaked Music: Ani DiFranco - Napoleon

	2004.08.16  20.13 Freaky Bored and checking out all the FireFox extensions.  So now my browser can juggle, dance, sing, and post to my LiveJournal in a manner that's mindly easier.  Woot!   BooJiggly, and all that Bougouis nonsense.  Even properly spelling Bougouis is nonsense!  Everything is nonsense! How many almost pointless features does a browser need?  So what if after using it for a month I can save maybe even a minute every day.   What can I do in a minute?  I don't know, but that's not the point.  What is the point? My mind went pop a little while ago, and it's now occupying the same conceptual space as a yo-yo.  The whole concept of "open relationships,"  while fathomable, is only fathomable in a vauge and distant sense. What's happened since my last little bit of posting?  Buttloads I'm sure. Greg's moving out Goldie's moved in (!) My mom is selling the house I spent the majourity of my life in. H&R Block is trying to violate my sphincter I'm in an 'open relationship' A new lady moved in, spends most of her mornings in the kitchen, and just this morning it sounded as if she was in the process of summoning a demon to devour my soul.  Or maybe it was a Daemon, maybe she just wants her own FTP server.  NOT ON MY COMPUTER BITCH! Greg can be a touchy bastard sometimes.  Not only blaming me for things which I have no control over.  But also complaining about some of the (albiet probably unappropriate) mess in my room.  *cough*  let me repeat that.  IN MY ROOM!  A-hem.  Thank you.  I'll be here all week. Mood: Me Music: Elvis Costello - Love Field

	2004.07.06  07.55 http://quiz.ravenblack.net/blood.pl?biter=Tellum cause weird games are weird

	2004.06.20  11.08 why does my brain do things like this... Last night I got locked into one of those positions where everything I could have possibly said was wrong, and keeping my mouth shut was wrong, and doing anything was wrong. This is an easy position to get into because I believe that everything I do must be inherently wrong in some way or another, cause except for KoL the karma I collect to me don't seem to be pretty good. Hell, in KoL I have to buy my Karma. Undertones always say more then words themselves do, and if today, was tomorrow, then this week would probably manage to rank in amgonst the worst of my life. Still might, but at least there is still a day to... I don't know, but that's better then nothing.

	2004.06.04  20.13 Peter, you so crazzzzy Type your username with your: nose: life1`01 elbow: lkif1`1 chin: ,kfde120o1 eyes closed and one finger: life2-2 palm: loifg1901` mouse: l;iof4e101 wrist: liofgrer120-12 feet: life101 great, my nose and my feet are the dextrousisite ones. Well, I guess my fingers too

	2004.05.30  11.06 It's really odd to look over at my bed, and to see that someone is in it. Not bad odd, odd. Different, irregular, contrary to the order of things. I'm not supposed to be happy on this level, at least, that's what it's seemed like for a long time. So it's hard to just accept it, and much easier to envision how it might come crashing down, but I'm doing my best to ignore, ignore, ignore. Yesterday she made me breakfast, and it was good. I wish I had some manner of culinary skills, so I could return the favour. My mind has turned off now.