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Well, damn it. Silly chaosvizier posted this meme, which of course meant I had to post it, because COME ON. It's a MEME. /pathetic

YAY MEMES! ROCK ON, MEMES! /pathetic again

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Describe me in one word.
8. What was your first impression?
9. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?

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Last night I dreamt about a volcano.

It was a really funky looking volcano...looked like a railroad spike sticking up out of the middle of a valley. The valley itself was surrounded by more plausible-looking mountains, and it was green and lush with a river running through it. Keels and I could see the volcano from the top of our mountain/castle (near as I could tell, the castle was part of the mountain). We had tried to tell the government the volcano was going to erupt, because somehow we knew it would, but they didn't listen. Keels' mom had come to visit us, and we took her to the castle roof and told her about the impending eruption. Her reply? "Oh, girls. You're overreacting."

Then the volcano started to billow smoke and ash.

I pointed it out, and she said, "Oh, Nelli. You're such a kidder," and went back down the steps.

The top of the volcano blew off. Lava everywhere.

I somehow became separated from Keels and her mom, and suddenly I was in a regular house (like the house I grew up in, but bigger and with more stairs) and MY mom and I were trying to figure out where to go. The house was on fire from the lava falling from the sky, and we couldn't go outside because of the lava and smoke. We decided to go to the concrete bunker we miraculously had under the house.

Mom wanted to go back upstairs to get this freakyass little Cupie Doll thing. I tried to grab her but she was slippery.

I followed her up the stairs screaming that we needed to go, and there were flames on the walls. She said it would be okay and opened a closet door in the stairwell and the only thing inside was the freakyass little doll. She handed it to me but then refused to leave the house. She kept telling me to go ahead. It became a rather cheesy screaming match: "Go! I'll come in a minute!" "No! I'm not leaving you!"

Then I glanced down the stairs and there was a little boy standing on the landing below me, staring at me. He was surrounded by flames.

Yeah, that kinda freaked me out.

I accidently crushed the doll in my hand (it had somehow become small, about the size of my palm, and hollow, and as brittle as eggshell) and for some reason ate the part of it that was still in my hand and it melted on my tongue. It tasted like sugar.

The little boy was still staring at me.

I turned back to my mom who was crouching on the stairs above me, holding out her hands to try and make me go away. I grabbed her hand and pulled, and we fell down the stairs toward the little boy.

Then I woke up.

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I think this might be my favorite Simpsons exchange ever (or at least in the top ten:

In regards to Marge tutoring hardened criminals.

"Mrs. Simpson? I killed my pencil."

"Broke. You BROKE your pencil."

"I broke him."

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Stole it from Tric.

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your own bulletin...along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

"The uppermost level was carved with all the varied kinds of angels, from the finger-length Etherials, to the Archangels that were three times the height of a man." -The Lark and the Wren by Mercedes Lackey

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Nekkid ladies!

( NEKKID LADIES WITHIN. Don't you say I didn't warn you. )