(no subject)
Dec. 25th, 2006 | 11:19 pm
location: In front of the fire
mood:
content
music: Gladiator
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(no subject)
Oct. 3rd, 2006 | 06:57 pm
mood:
pessimistic
Gay Rights
"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?" - Ernest Gaines
We would like to know who really believes in gay rights on LiveJournal. There is no bribe of a miracle or anything like that. If you truly believe in gay rights, then repost this and title the post as "Gay Rights". If you don't believe in gay rights, then just ignore this.Thanks.
"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?" - Ernest Gaines
We would like to know who really believes in gay rights on LiveJournal. There is no bribe of a miracle or anything like that. If you truly believe in gay rights, then repost this and title the post as "Gay Rights". If you don't believe in gay rights, then just ignore this.Thanks.
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Pretty
Feb. 2nd, 2006 | 11:28 pm

Blue is the color of intelligence and
faithfulness, but also of infinity and
dreams. Periwinkles represent
friendship, memory and gratefulness. You must
be a very clever person, a little clumsy or
shy, and inspite of your intellect, you are
very dreamy.
What flower - color association are you?
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Strangely accurate :p
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(no subject)
Nov. 19th, 2005 | 12:20 pm
mood:
sleepy
music: Sigur Ros - Hoppipolla
| You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish |
You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch. Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes. You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them. You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be. |
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Nov. 11th, 2005 | 08:59 pm
mood:
contemplative
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

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The First
Jun. 17th, 2005 | 09:37 pm
This is my first and possibly only entry to my lj I will have to see what happens....

