tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61642682877494964682024-03-13T11:41:45.425-06:00Stuff and ThingsAnastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-6509262797476663082016-04-27T16:18:00.000-06:002016-04-27T16:18:28.205-06:00Pineapples, sunshine, and despair. Pt.2<a href="http://theoneandonlyanastasiak.blogspot.ca/2011/08/pineapples-sunshine-and-despair.html" target="_blank">Part 1</a><br />
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From: Anastasia<o:p></o:p></div>
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Date: July 28, 2015<o:p></o:p></div>
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Subject: Night Vale<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sorry I have not written in a while, but I have
been pretty busy the past few years with things like grad school, job hunting,
Santeria, Netflix, making somebody love me, looking up pictures of baby
giraffes, and for one brief moment considering getting into quiling but
eventually deciding against it. Lately, I've been listening to a neat podcast
called Welcome to Night Vale. I don't know if you've ever heard it, but there
is a character on there named Carlos and he immediately reminded me of your
existence. Based on Carlos' description in this neat podcast I think you'd look
like him if you just wore a lab coat, grew out your hair, and looked completely
different in every single way.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am thinking of starting my own podcast about
life in Canada and the delicate art of warming an igloo. Would you like to be a
voice actor on it? I hope not, because I already have someone in mind. But if
he falls through, I have two other backup people in mind. If you have igloo
warming experience and are interested in writing for my podcast, let me know by
whispering into a tapped phone. And if you have baby giraffe pictures, send
them. SEND THEM AT ONCE<o:p></o:p></div>
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From: Anastasia<o:p></o:p></div>
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Date: September 3, 2015<o:p></o:p></div>
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Subject: Psychics<o:p></o:p></div>
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I had an interesting encounter with a psychic
today. She said "Would you like your future read?" and I said
"No, thank you." and then she said "Ok have a nice day."<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am not sure if I believe in the whole fate
ordeal. I mean, I know we were clearly always meant to be the good friends that
we are now, but other than that I'd like to think we create our own futures.
Sad, disappointing futures.<o:p></o:p></div>
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From: Anastasia<o:p></o:p></div>
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Date: September 3, 2015<o:p></o:p></div>
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Subject: Bucket List<o:p></o:p></div>
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Wooden<o:p></o:p></div>
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Metal<o:p></o:p></div>
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Plastic<o:p></o:p></div>
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Ceremonial<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mop<o:p></o:p></div>
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Excavator<o:p></o:p></div>
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From: Anastasia<o:p></o:p></div>
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Date: October 21, 2015<o:p></o:p></div>
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I went by your office the other day and left a
post-it note on your door. I did not leave an actual note on the post-it note
because I feel that we understand each other in such a way, that words are not
necessary. Feel free to use the post-it note to write your own note on it, or
keep it as a comforting reminder that I occasionally come to your door and
press my ear against it to listen to you breathing, then quietly leave without
alerting you to my presence. On Tuesdays, weather permitting, I also watch you
from the shadows as you walk to class. You have an excellent gait - but I'm
sure you hear that all the time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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From: Anastasia<o:p></o:p></div>
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Date: January 16, 2016<o:p></o:p></div>
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Subject: Poke<o:p></o:p></div>
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I messaged my friend on facebook
the other day and he did not reply so I "poked" him. He still has not
replied but he has "poked" me back. So now I have to find out where
he lives and go to his house. The only problem is, I am not sure which small
dead animal to leave on his doorstep. Birds signify love. Mice signify
friendship. A squirrel means you are ready to become that crime fighting duo
you always talked about. But which one would signify "hey I see you have
been active on FB but have not replied to me. Is everything ok? Maybe when you
have some time we can go for brinner and talk about what bastards our last
employer was, am I right? Haha. Anyway, thinking of you. Give me a shout when
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From: Him<o:p></o:p></div>
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Subject: Re: Poke<o:p></o:p></div>
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Date: January 16, 2016<o:p></o:p></div>
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I do not wish to have any contact, now or in the
future. If you try to contact me, I will consider it harassment and take legal
action.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am unfamiliar with that type of animal…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-39851954736816361422015-03-04T15:12:00.000-07:002015-03-04T15:15:07.750-07:0020 Signs Someone Likes You<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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1. They smile when they see you.<br />
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2. They fidget nervously with their hands.<br />
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3. They always find a reason to touch you.<br />
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4. They laugh a lot around you.<br />
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5. They make jokes about you dating or having a future together (jokes are a safe way to express real desires.)<br />
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6. They compliment you.<br />
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7. They bring you sweets.<br />
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8. They can't stop staring at you.<br />
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9. They try to smell you.<br />
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10. They text/message you at least 10 times a day. <br />
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11. They find excuses to come see you at work.<br />
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12. They talk about you with everyone.<br />
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13. They take pictures of you when you aren't looking.<br />
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14. They printed one of those pictures and keep it under their pillow.<br />
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15. They gift you a lock of their hair.<br />
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16. They sent a friend request to all of your Facebook friends.<br />
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17. They draw pictures of what they think your future kids might look like.<br />
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18. They know your address even before you tell it to them.<br />
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19. They left a small dead animal on your doorstep to show they care.<br />
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20. Sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night to find them there, in your bedroom, watching you sleep.Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-17921866376475675072013-09-24T12:06:00.000-06:002013-10-01T14:32:08.134-06:00Horror Story Excerpt<span class="null"></span><br />
This place, so strange and unreal...the air is
constantly moving and shifting and the light is far too bright. The
people are staring; I don't belong here. I want to go back. Leave this
place and never return. I am forced to come here, to endure this day
after day. And yet it is always unfamiliar. Always foreign. Always hell.<br />
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- from Anastasia's <i>Tales of Going Outside</i>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-48104581451845702412013-02-12T19:42:00.002-07:002013-02-12T19:58:19.990-07:00Song 5: Little Lying Man(To the tune of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLJf9qJHR3E" target="_blank">Little Lion Man</a><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">)</span><br />
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Weep for yourself, my man,<br />
You'll never be living here again<br />
Weep, little lying man,<br />
You're not as sly as you were at the start<br />
Caught you steal and caught you lie<br />
Take all the stuff that you have left</div>
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Get the hell out of here and don’t come back or I’ll take
off your head<br />
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But it was not your booze but mine</div>
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Oh yes, you stepped quite out of line</div>
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You’re really moving out this time</div>
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Don’t you touch my beer<br />
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Tremble for yourself, my man,</div>
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You know that I have caught you steal before<br />
Tremble, little lying man,<br />
I’ll be changing the lock upon my door<br />
Your face isn’t wanted in this place,<br />
Your stupid mess has made this home a wreck<br />
Now leave from this house or else spend your days worrying for your neck<br />
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Don’t you touch my beer</div>
Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-71441362276909564182012-02-21T13:37:00.004-07:002022-10-28T19:29:50.767-06:00Real Things I've Said to Guys<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAqO8BAnVcU/T0P_aE-xotI/AAAAAAAAANk/4dxhqnhIRVU/s1600/lap+giraffe.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAqO8BAnVcU/T0P_aE-xotI/AAAAAAAAANk/4dxhqnhIRVU/s200/lap+giraffe.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>If I had to choose between you and a <a href="http://www.petitelapgiraffe.com/index.php" target="_blank">miniature lap giraffe</a>, I would consider you for a good couple of hours before going with the miniature lap giraffe.<br />
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I love your face so much I want to peel it off and wear it as my own.<br />
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If you had a van full of candy, I would not hesitate to get in.<br />
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You are what magic smells like.<br />
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You are more precious to me than the ring was to Gollum.<br />
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<a href="http://theoneandonlyanastasiak.blogspot.com/2011/08/pineapples-sunshine-and-despair.html" target="_blank">I think you would taste good, like pineapples and sunshine and despair.</a><br />
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Out all the people I stalk, you are by far the 9th most interesting.<br />
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Sometimes I sneak into your house to sniff your pillow.<br />
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You look like you are in psychological state of content when you enter Morpheus's realm.<br />
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And so Zeus said onto Michelangelo "Ye shall take that marble yonder, the marble of the Gods, and ye shall mold us something spiffy." And so it was that your face came to be.<br />
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You look like you would be ok at angry sex.<br />
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I think we need to run away together to sing songs and grow oranges and be merry. <br />
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I have a voodoo doll of you. I lick its face every Tuesday.<br />
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I think of you when I touch my hair.<br />
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Would you like to hear the names I picked out for our children?<br />
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I love you like a necrophiliac loves an open casket.<br />
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I feel comfortable committing murder for you.<br />
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<a href="http://www.smbc-comics.com/index.php?db=comics&id=2104#comic" target="_blank">You must be stage 3 syphilis, 'cause I can't get you out of my head.</a><br />
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Every time you smile, God revives a kitten he killed every time someone masturbated.<br />
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When we're apart, I miss you more than a stormtrooper misses his target. <br />
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One of my favourite hobbies is taking pictures of you with my phone when you're not looking and then photoshoping out all of your many, many flaws.Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-90748379373034574882011-08-10T12:13:00.000-06:002012-06-23T21:05:45.110-06:00Pineapples, sunshine, and despair.I've sent these emails to a former prof:<br />
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I am just emailing you to let you know you that if I should ever descend into madness <br />
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then ran away after 6 month and decide to go on a killing spree to exact my revenge on <br />
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I have a lot of fond memories of being in your class. My favourite is when I would <br />
completely tune you out and think about unicorns. If unicorns existed, naturally unicorn <br />
jousting would exist as well. I think you would have made a fine unicorn jouster. People <br />
would come watch your unicorn jousting and say "that guy is a fine unicorn jouster." Of <br />
course you wouldn't be the best unicorn jouster so you would still have to keep your day <br />
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Sat, 21 May 2011 6:11 pm</div>
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It was nice running into you yesterday. The days that I see you always become up to <br />
0.018% better, sometimes. I remember I was really sad once and I thought “You know what would make this day up to 0.018% better, probably? Seeing him.” But I did not see you and my day did not become up to 0.018% better. Don’t worry though, I forgave you.<br />
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I'd like to think that if we just met randomly we would have become quick friends, like <br />
the kind that plan to write a comic book together but never get around to it because <br />
they're lazy and procrastinate. When we would get together to congregate you would laugh at my storyline and I would laugh at your attempts of drawing and you would laugh that someone under the age of 70 uses the word "congregate".</div>
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Sometimes when I walk on campus in the evenings when it's dark and deserted I like to <br />
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Eventually of course I would trip and fall on my face whilst a zombie is chasing me, get <br />
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I’m currently watching a show about a carnival and it makes me sad that the carnival <br />
doesn’t come to town anymore. I mean we have stuff like the circus and Capital Ex but <br />
it’s just not the same. There isn’t that aura of strangeness and that sense of wonder <br />
that makes you feel like a kid again. Only a carnival can do that. I think it is tragic <br />
that people can’t get their cards read and their future foretold, can’t ogle the bearded <br />
lady and watch some guy deep-throat a sword, can’t throw rocks at other people’s children who are being too loud...can’t do all of these things in one wonderful, magical place. Tragic.<br />
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After I find a stable, well paying job with my Arts degree I think I’m going to save up <br />
money to revive the carnival. I'm writing you to let you know that if you should ever <br />
grow weary of the idleness of a “normal” life, you would be more than welcome to join my carnival. I am positive that you would make a splendid carnie (with a bit of training, of course)!</div>
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Speaking of Capital EX, did you go this year? I did. I ended up with a sunburn and about $97.50 less in my pocket. Basically, ‘twas awesome. There is nothing I love more than going on a good ride. I especially enjoyed the upside down ones. Although it doesn’t really feel like you’re going upside down, it feels like the rest of the world is. It’s not you that’s spinning; it’s everything and everyone else. Funny how our perception can sometimes make it feel like the world revolves around us.<br />
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The only thing that could have made that day better was giraffes. And maybe if there was less people. I don’t like people.</div>
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Someone offered me chocolate-covered raisins yesterday. Needless to say, the person and I are no longer friends. I imagine the thought process of the first person to eat a raisin was something along the lines of “Instead of eating this beautiful, delicious fruit that the angels call ‘grape’ in the natural way that God intended it to be eaten, I shall leave it out in the sun to dry up and die. Then I can feast on its carcass like some sort of wild, deranged animal.” Or maybe I am wrong, maybe it was simply “This looks like rat droppings; I think I’ll eat it.” Either way, I shall never understand the rational behind raisins. Nevertheless, I would probably eat a few raisins for you to show that we are friends. Probably.</div>
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He still hasn't asked me out, what am I doing wrong?</div>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-37849352997519950292011-06-29T17:19:00.002-06:002011-06-29T17:21:41.678-06:00Safety Announcement<div class="post_content" id="post_content_6777804642"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AZADHb-i4Q0/TguyQSZnTMI/AAAAAAAAANg/0tVpPCTyhrw/s1600/internet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AZADHb-i4Q0/TguyQSZnTMI/AAAAAAAAANg/0tVpPCTyhrw/s1600/internet.jpg" /></a></div>Welcome to the Internet. Please keep your back in a slouched position and your brain off at all times. In the unlikely event that your computer stops working, your cell phone may be used as an emergency surfing device. 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We hope you have a pleasant stay and we thank you for choosing us as the means of wasting your time.</div>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-80989866135572999352011-05-31T19:16:00.002-06:002011-05-31T20:28:44.535-06:00Well played, Google, well played.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWNJdlrOrLo/TeWIeTcBF0I/AAAAAAAAANI/Q4nTNJQcR0o/s1600/can+god.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="346" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWNJdlrOrLo/TeWIeTcBF0I/AAAAAAAAANI/Q4nTNJQcR0o/s400/can+god.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't find it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYXRPl1Zwn0/TeWFAFPgrMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/vJ4prdgI_wA/s1600/alberta+is.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYXRPl1Zwn0/TeWFAFPgrMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/vJ4prdgI_wA/s400/alberta+is.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes please!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PdRTQS2njp4/TeWFCE1gGHI/AAAAAAAAALU/gTUmLP_49SM/s1600/can+canadians.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="246" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PdRTQS2njp4/TeWFCE1gGHI/AAAAAAAAALU/gTUmLP_49SM/s400/can+canadians.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Either they are real and Jesus used them as a means of transport, or they're fake and the CIA made them up.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNWIZj15-QM/TeWFcPdUaUI/AAAAAAAAALc/WJjOBiAsSK4/s1600/dinasours+are.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="243" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNWIZj15-QM/TeWFcPdUaUI/AAAAAAAAALc/WJjOBiAsSK4/s400/dinasours+are.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">They may be microwaves, but at least they're not purple.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rk_CE8DHBEI/TeWFfxC3TMI/AAAAAAAAALg/_jB7ighEUNo/s1600/elephants+are.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="243" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rk_CE8DHBEI/TeWFfxC3TMI/AAAAAAAAALg/_jB7ighEUNo/s400/elephants+are.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">As a giraffe fan, I find this disheartening.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfUziZKepN8/TeWFlG8HsaI/AAAAAAAAALk/icvpi-mozwU/s1600/giraffes+are.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfUziZKepN8/TeWFlG8HsaI/AAAAAAAAALk/icvpi-mozwU/s400/giraffes+are.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Damn it, man, I'm an astronaut not a fish inspector."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gvhCR0Xvm1I/TeWFn88p3bI/AAAAAAAAALo/fFYwIxGtyT8/s1600/god+is.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gvhCR0Xvm1I/TeWFn88p3bI/AAAAAAAAALo/fFYwIxGtyT8/s400/god+is.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The end is nigh.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJDmic43hG0/TeWFpvDMbfI/AAAAAAAAALs/bkJOBv5Sha0/s1600/google+is.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJDmic43hG0/TeWFpvDMbfI/AAAAAAAAALs/bkJOBv5Sha0/s400/google+is.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">What else do they have to do all day?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MyGeNc8D7U/TeWF1QZgPdI/AAAAAAAAALw/wF8V1HePs28/s1600/how+to+tell+if+your.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="243" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MyGeNc8D7U/TeWF1QZgPdI/AAAAAAAAALw/wF8V1HePs28/s400/how+to+tell+if+your.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Whee!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wpdgjLzvWvw/TeWF4lH_xUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/watBBcEkFJQ/s1600/i+used+my.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="183" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wpdgjLzvWvw/TeWF4lH_xUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/watBBcEkFJQ/s400/i+used+my.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Numbers are sexy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJWt3oaFyTc/TeWF7R5M3GI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PgpOUEhVZHs/s1600/is+it+normal.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJWt3oaFyTc/TeWF7R5M3GI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PgpOUEhVZHs/s400/is+it+normal.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jesus is my magical homeboy who's kind of a jerk.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_qTEzvqOwQ/TeWF-BrZTDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XpuX_9vIxAU/s1600/jesus+is.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_qTEzvqOwQ/TeWF-BrZTDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XpuX_9vIxAU/s400/jesus+is.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Return of the Jedi: Under the Sea Edition.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6C1Ess067I/TeWGJ46lEfI/AAAAAAAAAME/eBSxyx_L1_0/s1600/narwhals+are.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6C1Ess067I/TeWGJ46lEfI/AAAAAAAAAME/eBSxyx_L1_0/s400/narwhals+are.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The evil, godlike utensils of Satan.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0mnh4HvbyI/TeWGOgsnV_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/FtmqM2IUKLM/s1600/sporks+are.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0mnh4HvbyI/TeWGOgsnV_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/FtmqM2IUKLM/s400/sporks+are.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Beware.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8Veqh0LbQ8/TeWGQ8wMqnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dnv1iaKDj1M/s1600/the+french+are.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8Veqh0LbQ8/TeWGQ8wMqnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dnv1iaKDj1M/s400/the+french+are.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm getting hungry.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-we9ITAUNdlQ/TeWGeEctYlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/URk2gHqWvK4/s1600/when+will+jesus.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-we9ITAUNdlQ/TeWGeEctYlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/URk2gHqWvK4/s400/when+will+jesus.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This has been helpful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxzpzTRlRcY/TeWGf_jnuhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CRnWZdZ_qog/s1600/where+to+hide.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxzpzTRlRcY/TeWGf_jnuhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CRnWZdZ_qog/s400/where+to+hide.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The dark is scary.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pdP4LbTge8U/TeWGkgRBm_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/2ETDdeoTixA/s1600/why+are+canadians.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pdP4LbTge8U/TeWGkgRBm_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/2ETDdeoTixA/s400/why+are+canadians.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">But dragons are scarier.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPYpsoVHZ1w/TeWGiLlO8AI/AAAAAAAAAMg/hmUZUfrF68A/s1600/why+are+americans.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPYpsoVHZ1w/TeWGiLlO8AI/AAAAAAAAAMg/hmUZUfrF68A/s400/why+are+americans.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">They really are. (If you're a professor I don't mean you, I mean those other professors...)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5YXTvyPaqFA/TeWGx0HBg2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/HVpuWs3gzGY/s1600/why+are+professors.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="230" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5YXTvyPaqFA/TeWGx0HBg2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/HVpuWs3gzGY/s400/why+are+professors.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I've always wanted a Canadian to call my own.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdLAlrmJCpM/TeWG0FWzzZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z8_ZzE_qRew/s1600/why+can%2527t+i.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="246" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdLAlrmJCpM/TeWG0FWzzZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z8_ZzE_qRew/s400/why+can%2527t+i.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">First they make fun of us, then they pretend to be us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysITbXOZhxo/TeWG2IkLRAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/T2lY9pBd6II/s1600/why+do+americans.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="246" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysITbXOZhxo/TeWG2IkLRAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/T2lY9pBd6II/s400/why+do+americans.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UEhBoV_14Qo/TeWG516ZghI/AAAAAAAAAM4/envAsPA-zWo/s1600/why+does.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UEhBoV_14Qo/TeWG516ZghI/AAAAAAAAAM4/envAsPA-zWo/s400/why+does.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.gettingintogradschool.com/book/why-god-will-never-get-tenure">He only published one book.</a><br />
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This one is my favourite.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcpL0hjKeds/TeWGSq-7cHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/HNr8DkYkhyA/s1600/what+do+i+do+if.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="243" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcpL0hjKeds/TeWGSq-7cHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/HNr8DkYkhyA/s400/what+do+i+do+if.bmp" width="400" /></a></div>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-18034151122145914142011-03-02T16:38:00.002-07:002011-04-02T13:51:30.537-06:00Geek it up!Are you bored? Do you have nothing to do? Do you resort to spending your days having philosophical debates with your plants? Then it's time to embrace your inner geek and try these 15 fun-filled activities!<br />
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<b>15. Do calculus.</b><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>Some calculus problems.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: Realizing you're so smart, you can do calculus. </div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Realizing you<span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">’</span>re so stupid, you can<span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">’</span>t do calculus.</div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span id="goog_1410934645"></span><span id="goog_1410934646"></span></div><b>14. Read comic books. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>Comic books. Love of reading.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: Acquiring a comic book collection. And if you're a guy, not only does it give you a sense of achievement but the ladies love it.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Paper cuts.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><br />
</b></div><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DXx53QJiL0I/TW59cIpaFII/AAAAAAAAALA/LjQzLnqXuLI/s1600/star+trek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DXx53QJiL0I/TW59cIpaFII/AAAAAAAAALA/LjQzLnqXuLI/s1600/star+trek.jpg" /></a><b>13. Have a Star Trek marathon. </b><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>Star Trek on DVD, digitally remastered. Or a friend who has Star Trek on DVD, digitally remastered.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: Helps you brush up on you Klingon.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in;">Possible drawbacks: Sitting too close to the TV → blindness → never being able to see another Star Trek episode<span lang="EN-CA">/movie ever again.</span></div></div><br />
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<b>12. Reenact fight scenes from Lord of the Rings with weapons made from cardboard. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>Cardboard. Duct tape.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: You can tape it and put it up on YouTube.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Having to read YouTube comments.</div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><b>11. Think up your own superhero complete with awesome powers and a storyline that would fit into the Marvel Universe. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>Some knowledge of the Marvel Universe. Creativity.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: You can live vicariously through your hero or heroine.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Not having your hero/heroine accepted, leading you to depression and a questioning of your own self-worth.</div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><b>10. Have a whole conversation in binary. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>:</b><b></b> 0100101101101110011011110111011101101100011001010110010001100111011001010010000001101111011001100010000001100010011010010110111001100001011100100111100100101110</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: 0101100101101111011101010010000001110011011011110111010101101110011001000010000001100011011011110110111101101100011001010111001000101110<br />
Possible drawbacks: 01000011011011110110111001110110011001010111001001110011011000010111010001101001011011110110111001110011001000000111010001100101011011100110010000100000011101000110111100100000011101000110000101101011011001010010000001101100011011110110111001100111011001010111001000101110</div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><b>9. Attend a Renaissance faire. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>A city cool enough to have Renaissance faires. A costume.<b><br />
</b></div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: You get to wear a costume.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Having have to eat haggis.</div><br />
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</b></div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: You can amaze your friends with your impressive knowledge. You can also make such fun challenges for yourself as speaking only in Monty Python lines and seeing how long it takes before your friends are annoyed that you're speaking only in Monty Python lines.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Having your friends annoyed that you're speaking only in Monty Python lines.</div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><b>7. Play World of Warcraft. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>The Internet. A parent's basement. A desire to waste countless hours of your life.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: None.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Realizing you're playing WoW.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>6. Play Dungeons and Dragons.</b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need: Dice. Friends.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: It's slightly less embarrassing than WoW.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Realizing you don't have friends.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>5. Play video or computer games.</b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>Video or computer games.<b><br />
</b></div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: Trains your hand-eye coordination and<span lang="EN-CA">/or strategy skills</span>.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Carpal tunnel syndrome.</div><br />
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</b></div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: With a bit of practice, you can eventually create an AI so powerful it becomes self-aware.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: The now self-aware AI enslaves you.</div><br />
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<b>3. Pretend you’re a wizard for a day.</b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>No aversion to annoying the f*** out of everyone. (Optional) Cloak and wizard hat. </div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: If you get a hat - pointy hat trick!</div><div class="MsoNormal">Drawbacks: Being "that guy" that does the pointy hat trick.</div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><b>2. Watch Spider Man 3 and write down all the plot-holes and inaccuracies. Then blog about it angrily. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>Paper. Writing utensil. Blog. Lots of pent up anger.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: You can finally release your indignation and feel a little better.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible drawbacks: Being a blogger.</div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><b>1. Dress up into your favourite Star Wars characters and do some role-playing in the bedroom. In fact, if you haven’t done this one yet you can’t really call yourself a true geek.</b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What you need<b>: </b>At least one other person, you can have more (the more the merrier). Imagination!</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pluses: Being able to act out all your wild, geeky fantasies.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Possible Drawbacks: None come to mind.</div>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-14674158288110790232011-02-18T17:37:00.000-07:002011-02-18T17:37:14.857-07:00Most Powerful Thing<i>This post is dedicated to Valentine's Day which I meant to post then but was </i><br />
<i>busy so I didn't but you can go ahead and pretend that I did.</i><br />
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(Background from: http://www.allbackgrounds.com/)Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-57301018095130042342011-01-25T10:46:00.000-07:002011-01-25T10:46:55.684-07:00Do these tweets make me look crazy?(For non-twitter people: If you like someone's tweet you can "favourite" it, which gives the tweet a gold star. There is also a site, favstar, that shows how many stars each tweet and each person receives. For example: <a href="http://favstar.fm/users/sucittaM">sucittaM's page</a>.)<br />
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10. He’s judgmental. Why should he decide who is naughty or nice? Or, indeed, what should constitute as being ‘naughty’ and being ‘nice’? Who does he think he is?<br />
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9. Worker exploitation. Those poor little elves get no health benefits, no paid vacation, nothing!<br />
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8. He’s a stalker.<br />
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7. He leads decent women to sin. How many kids have spotted their mommy kissing Santa Claus? It is not right to treat another man's wife as your personal “hoe hoe hoe.”<br />
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6. Animal Cruelty. How would you like to be forced to fly around the whole bloody world?<br />
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5. He is just plain creepy. I don't want to say he's a pedophile, but it's not right asking little kids to sit on your lap and then say stuff like “Have you been a naughty girl?” He even keeps a “list” of all our children. Personally, I find that all sorts of sinister. <br />
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4. His name is just one letter placement away from Satan. Coincidence? Well, yes, probably, but I still feel that it should be noted.<br />
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3. He’s a drug dealer. I mean, how else would he get the capital? If you think milk and cookies go far in this economy, think again! And he no doubt uses those drugs himself.<br />
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"Santa goes around the world in one night without stopping? Meth is Santa's Little Helper." - <a href="http://twitter.com/Paxochka/status/11174266988929024">@Paxochka</a><br />
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2. Breaking and entering. In a civilized society, that’s considered a crime.<br />
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1. He’s a communist. The red suit, the red sack, the favouring of Rudolf because he has a red nose. And no matter how much or how little an elf works they all get an equal wage.<br />
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So Merry Christmas to you too, but know that we’re on to you, Komrade Kringle.Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-38190629691799761522010-11-11T10:47:00.001-07:002010-11-11T10:49:11.848-07:00Song 4: I Kissed a Prof(To the tune of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAp9BKosZXs">I Kissed a Girl</a>)<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal">Your office was not what I planned<br />
Lost my direction<br />
I got so brave, books in hand<br />
Screw all discretion<br />
It's not what, I'm used to<br />
Just wanna try you on<br />
Hope it does not come to<br />
The dean’s attention<br />
<br />
I kissed a prof and I liked it<br />
The feel of his soft tweed jacket<br />
I kissed a prof just to try it<br />
I hope that the dean don't mind it<br />
It felt so wrong<br />
It felt so right<br />
Hope I’m not expelled tonight<br />
I kissed a prof and I liked it<br />
I liked it<br />
<br />
No, I’m not even in your class<br />
It doesn't matter<br />
Not doing this just for a pass<br />
Just student nature<br />
It's not what, good girls do<br />
Not how they should behave<br />
Uni rules get me so confused<br />
Hard to obey<br />
<br />
I kissed a prof and I liked it<br />
The feel of his soft tweed jacket<br />
I kissed a prof just to try it<br />
I hope that the dean don't mind it<br />
It felt so wrong<br />
It felt so right<br />
Hope I’m not expelled tonight<br />
I kissed a prof and I liked it<br />
I liked it<br />
<br />
Those profs they are so knowledgeable<br />
So smart, dorky, so kissable<br />
Elbow patches so touchable<br />
Too good to deny it<br />
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent<br />
<br />
I kissed a prof and I liked it<br />
The feel of his soft tweed jacket<br />
I kissed a prof just to try it<br />
I hope that the dean don't mind it<br />
It felt so wrong<br />
It felt so right<br />
Hope I’m not expelled tonight<br />
I kissed a prof and I liked it<br />
I liked it</div>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-19623062317015981012010-11-03T23:42:00.002-06:002010-11-10T09:00:38.217-07:00Paranoia: A Tale in Pictures<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:12pm - Watching TV. Don't worry, it's not Glee.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:13pm - Wait...</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:13pm - Oh no...</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:13pm - Oh, HELL no...!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:14pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:15pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:16pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:18pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:19pm - I think foil really brings out my eyes.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:20pm - Better hide under my safety table.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:23pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:29pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:30pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:35pm - Still not feeling very safe.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:35pm - Hmm...</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:36pm - I know...</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:36pm - ...Jesus will save me!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:37pm - Don't hurt me, I have Jesus!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:38pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIhpN4UJhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/8HOkWwsfOkg/s1600/aliens20.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIhpN4UJhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/8HOkWwsfOkg/s400/aliens20.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:38pm - Bored now.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIhuHmsqBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3mgD2Io9rwY/s1600/aliens21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIhuHmsqBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3mgD2Io9rwY/s400/aliens21.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:44pm - Sigh.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIhyVKQXtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MtwULekGdWY/s1600/aliens22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIhyVKQXtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MtwULekGdWY/s400/aliens22.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2:57pm - I dreamt of girabbits.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:06pm - I was either hoping to find a watch there, or </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I am really fascinated with my wrist.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:07pm - Blah.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:09pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:10pm - Where ARE they?</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:10pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:10pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIiPjhwbvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f3XvUhd5BKM/s1600/aliens29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIiPjhwbvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f3XvUhd5BKM/s400/aliens29.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:11pm</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIiTqrmaOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tzyOtZfM9vo/s1600/aliens30.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TNIiTqrmaOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tzyOtZfM9vo/s400/aliens30.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:11pm - Missed.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">3:12pm - Back to TV. Still not watching Glee.</span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</tbody></table>I wish I hadn't crumpled up the hat. I had to make another one the next day.Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-37877288615946469662010-10-17T16:10:00.006-06:002011-01-25T10:52:35.726-07:00Song 3: Little Rocket Launcher<i>Dedicated to <a href="http://twitter.com/HindSight5050/status/27365595180">HindSight5050</a></i><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal">(To the tune of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LTnfwNcXSRc">Pocket Full of Sunshine</a>)</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I got a little, got a little rocket launcher.<br />
Don’t piss me off or I will launch stuff at ya. Oh, oh, oh, oh.<br />
Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me.<br />
Rocket launcher will always protect me. Oh, oh, oh, oh.<br />
<br />
Rocket launcher, for any day.<br />
Your enemies, them it will slay.<br />
Rocket launcher, for any place.<br />
Rocket launcher, you I embrace.<br />
<br />
I got a little, got a little rocket launcher.<br />
Don’t piss me off or I will launch stuff at ya. Oh, oh, oh, oh.<br />
Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me.<br />
Rocket launcher will always protect me. Oh, oh, oh, oh.<br />
<br />
I got a little, got a little rocket launcher.<br />
Don’t piss me off or I will launch stuff at ya. Oh, oh, oh, oh.<br />
Wish that you could, but cha ain't gonna own me.<br />
With rockets launched no one can control me. Oh, oh, oh, oh.<br />
<br />
Rocket launcher, for any day.<br />
Your enemies, them it will slay.<br />
Rocket launcher, for any place.<br />
Rocket launcher, you I embrace.<br />
<br />
And wherever I go now everyone knows,<br />
That I am a pro, at launching rockets.<br />
And there’s no more lies; because if I find out,<br />
Then everyone cries, when my cool rocket flies.<br />
<br />
Rocket launcher, for any day.<br />
Your enemies, them it will slay.<br />
Rocket launcher, for any place.<br />
Rocket launcher, you I embrace.<br />
<br />
Rocket launcher, for any day.<br />
Your enemies, them it will slay.<br />
Rocket launcher, for any place.<br />
Rocket launcher, you I embrace.<br />
<br />
Rocket launcher, for any day.<br />
Your enemies, them it will slay.<br />
Rocket launcher, for any place.<br />
Rocket launcher, you I embrace.<br />
<br />
With rockets on my side.<br />
Nowhere you can hide<br />
I smile at my launcher.<br />
I know I'll be all right.<br />
<br />
With rockets on my side.<br />
Nowhere you can hide<br />
I smile at my launcher.<br />
I know I'll be all right.</div>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-48355199417802626612010-07-27T23:01:00.003-06:002010-11-10T08:48:07.947-07:00Song 2: Favourite ThingsWilting black roses and strangling kittens<br />
Bright copper weapons and dirty ol' mittens<br />
Evil debauchery tied up with sins<br />
These are a few of my favourite things<br />
<br />
Torturing ponies and killing off poodles<br />
Feeding kids bitter and poisonous noodles<br />
Wild geese attempting flight with broken wings<br />
These are a few of my favourite things<br />
<br />
Girls in torn dresses with deep bloody gashes<br />
Fire that burns off my nose and eyelashes<br />
Acidic substance that melts into skins<br />
These are a few of my favourite things<br />
<br />
When I get caught<br />
Cheating on you<br />
When I'm feeling sad<br />
I simply steal some of my favourite things<br />
And then I don't feel so badAnastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-87691586067297598272010-07-01T13:41:00.000-06:002010-07-01T13:43:38.916-06:00Follow me on Twitter, stalk me in real life.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TCzvUEY-eGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jc3BDQ0KiqA/s1600/canada.gif"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TCzvUEY-eGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jc3BDQ0KiqA/s200/canada.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489025173912713314" border="0" /></a><br />Lately, I've been feeling that spending 10.3 hours online everyday is just not enough - it's still borderline healthy. So I decided to add Twitter to my list of important cyber activities.<span style="text-decoration: underline;"> </span><a href="http://twitter.com/the_anastasia">http://twitter.com/the_anastasia</a> Come watch me try to be witty in 140 characters or less. (<span class="status-body"><span class="status-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="font-style: italic;">"Just a sec, I have to go harvest my crops in Farmville.” is just not something that should ever be uttered during sex., Everyday should be Canada Day., etc.</span>)</span></span></span><br /><br />Speaking of Canada Day, it's Canada Day! Happy Canada Day! I think the Arrogant Worms <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=flz30UpNB_M">say it best:</a> "We won't say that we're better, it's just that we're less worse."Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-36704740769586921792010-05-29T21:43:00.008-06:002010-05-29T23:30:30.806-06:00Salad FingersThis is the sweetest, most delightful cartoon to ever grace my screen. They have 8 short episodes so far and I am very patiently waiting for the next installment. I encourage everyone to check it out:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.fat-pie.com/salad.htm">http://www.fat-pie.com/salad.htm</a><br /><br />Some of its finer moments:<br /><br />“I’d like to elect you as my new playmate.”<br />After eating sand: “...the floor sugar does taste rather queer in this area.”<br />“Today, I’m going to try and find France.”<br />“Oh! How I’ve dreamt of taps...”<br />“Lock up your daughters tonight, General, there’ll be trouble in the maidens’ quarters.”<br />“...do you not like my mouth words?”<br />“I hope you like sand.”<br />Upon pricking a finger: “I like it when the red water comes out.”<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TAHku3qoK5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/5WaVyxH9sGY/s1600/HoraceHorsecollar.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476910115727092626" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TAHku3qoK5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/5WaVyxH9sGY/s320/HoraceHorsecollar.png" border="0" /></a>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-73966280074439930002010-05-23T13:17:00.008-06:002010-11-10T08:50:08.624-07:00Post Graduation PlansThese are listed in order from the most likely to the least likely.<br />
<br />
1. Become a Criminal Mastermind.<br />
2. Write a New York Times Best Seller.<br />
3. Marry Adrien Brody.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/S_l_8f3j8WI/AAAAAAAAADI/5OPpogxchng/s1600/adrien_brody.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474547499368968546" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/S_l_8f3j8WI/AAAAAAAAADI/5OPpogxchng/s320/adrien_brody.jpg" style="height: 320px; width: 270px;" /></a><br />
<br />
<div></div><div>4. Live in my parents’ basement and become the greatest WoW player the world has ever seen.<br />
5. Get a sex change in order to join the Freemasonry.<br />
6. World Domination.<br />
7. Alchemy. (The art of turning something shiny into something even shinier.)<br />
8. Grad school.<br />
9. Fulfill my childhood dream of becoming a giraffe farmer when I grow up.<br />
10. Work at a respectable job like some sort of normal person.</div>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-53381465169168053832010-05-13T21:26:00.006-06:002010-06-22T13:37:50.254-06:00Customer SatisfactionAfter providing a “service” to others wouldn’t it be nice to have a formal way of knowing how you did your job?* Where you went wrong, and where you can improve? Well now you do! Just ask the serviced party to fill out the survey below. Don’t hesitate to fill out a survey for them in return; they’ll thank you for it!<br /><div align="left"><br />After receiving your survey back it is expected that you will use the results to self-improve, especially if the serviced party plans a return visit unless a) the serviced party is much worse at this than you are and clearly don’t know what they are talking about or b) you don’t really feel like it.<br /><strong><br />Customer Satisfaction Survey**</strong><br />Page 1 (click image to enlarge):<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TCEQMmCdfUI/AAAAAAAAADY/WY-g5SkRxGQ/s1600/surveyp1.bmp"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TCEQMmCdfUI/AAAAAAAAADY/WY-g5SkRxGQ/s320/surveyp1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485683629669317954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Page 2:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TCEQoKnsvkI/AAAAAAAAADg/-teXoAGCFSk/s1600/surveyp2.bmp"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/TCEQoKnsvkI/AAAAAAAAADg/-teXoAGCFSk/s320/surveyp2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485684103345651266" border="0" /></a><br /><br />*Yes it would.<br />**Customarily meant for two or more participants. Can still be used if there was only one, but please note that rating yourself is kind of sad. </div>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-37254049737500492752010-05-05T22:23:00.005-06:002010-05-05T22:32:22.313-06:00Art 3: A pic of...some animal<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/S-JEuhdmhiI/AAAAAAAAACw/z4cEQIXzA8w/s1600/DSC05570.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468008463628404258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/S-JEuhdmhiI/AAAAAAAAACw/z4cEQIXzA8w/s400/DSC05570.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Date: 2003<br />Medium: Watercolour Pencils<br />Size: 15 x 22Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-79874209974965944122010-04-26T21:53:00.006-06:002010-04-26T22:14:47.719-06:00Things I wish I invented first.21. The Wheel<br />20. Tinfoil<br />19. Beer<br />18. Bubblewrap<br />17. Harry Potter<br />16. Clocks<br />15. Facebook<br />14. The <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interrobang">Interrobang</a><br />13. Floss<br />12. Calculus<br />11. Mirrors<br />10. Blogging<br />9. Religion<br />8. The Violin<br />7. New Zealanders<br />6. Quantum Mechanics<br />5. Duct Tape<br />4. Chess<br />3. Spellcheck<br />2. Giraffes<br />1. This Knife Holder:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/S9Zjd_-Jf6I/AAAAAAAAACo/V2_neAvCGJU/s1600/knife-holder.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464664564900134818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/S9Zjd_-Jf6I/AAAAAAAAACo/V2_neAvCGJU/s400/knife-holder.jpg" border="0" /></a>Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-68048435403146484312010-03-30T23:14:00.003-06:002010-03-30T23:18:44.827-06:00Does Size Matter?I have been debating this for a while now. I feel that the smaller ones are easier to grip in your hand and move back an forth, however, the bigger ones seem more satisfying to mate with. At the end of the day though, as long as I win I don't think it really matters what size the chess pieces are. How about you, fellow chess players? Do you have a preference for size?Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-78247537730825925252010-03-22T22:45:00.006-06:002010-03-22T23:06:20.301-06:00Art 2: Ship<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/S6hJlJfr-PI/AAAAAAAAACY/rIwZmSaCOa8/s1600-h/ship2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451688251484797170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pmtmq-Iwvo/S6hJlJfr-PI/AAAAAAAAACY/rIwZmSaCOa8/s400/ship2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Date: 2004<br />Medium: pencil crayons<br />Size: 8.25 x 5<br /><br />I like this one...possibly because I like pictures of ships. Not the ships themselves, mind you, just pictures of them. I copied this from a pic I got of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Internet</span>. The only thing I changed was the flag from whichever boring country it was to a pirates' flag.Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164268287749496468.post-66614560941543354962010-03-15T18:04:00.010-06:002016-01-22T17:14:24.660-07:00Song 1: Julie doesn't know.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Julie doesn't know.</span><br />
(To the tune of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-A1C3BlwW4">Scotty Doesn't Know.</a>)<br />
<br />
<i>In memory of Gaius Julius Cæsar.</i><br />
<br />
Hey!!!<br />
<br />
Julie doesn’t know that Brutus and co<br />
Conspire against him every Sunday.<br />
Say they’re in bath houses,<br />
But they just don’t go,<br />
Still they’re out plotting and…<br />
<br />
Julie doesn’t know, oh,<br />
Julie doesn't know-oh.<br />
So don't tell Julie,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know.<br />
SO DON'T TELL JULIE!<br />
<br />
They say they’re in the forum, shopping,<br />
But they’re scheming hard and they’re not stopping.<br />
<br />
Cause Julie doesn’t know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
So don't tell Julie,<br />
Julie doesn't knooooow...<br />
DON'T TELL JULIE!<br />
<br />
I can’t believe he’s so trusting,<br />
Their daggers they’ll pull out, thrusting.<br />
Killing him while he’s alone,<br />
Stifling out any last moan,<br />
It’s a mutiny and he knows nothing,<br />
NOTHING!<br />
<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Don't tell Julie,<br />
Cause Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't knooooow...<br />
SO DON'T TELL JULIE!<br />
<br />
‘Twill be a bloody show,<br />
The senators stoop low,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know….<br />
<br />
The, portico, why not?<br />
Never even reached the top…<br />
The theatre, what a blow,<br />
Stabbing so hard, oh<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know!<br />
<br />
Betrayed on the Ides of March.<br />
<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
Don't tell Julie.<br />
Julie doesn't knooooow....<br />
<br />
Julie will know,<br />
Julie has to know,<br />
Julie's gotta know,<br />
Gonna tell Julie,<br />
Gonna tell him myself.<br />
<br />
Julie has to know,<br />
Julie has to know,<br />
Julie has to,<br />
Julie has to,<br />
Julie has to go!<br />
<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
(Don't tell Julie)<br />
Julie doesn't know,<br />
(Don't tell Julie)<br />
Julie doesn't know...<br />
Julie's gotta go!Anastasiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14295576691711467656noreply@blogger.com3