The horsemen of the Apocalypse have galloped in
Oh...dear...
I've died.
Or more realistically, I seem to have misplaced the Accolade, as in I haven't actually lost it, it just can't be found. I know exactly where it is, just not right now. :(
I'll have to wait until my sister returns to give it a worthy examination.
I love how you just compliment Joy all the time and you always insult me. Am I not extraordinarily talented as well?
I want to tell you that you’re a shining paragon of virtue.
I admire you immensely for your open mind (must get a little drafty for your brain), your brilliant, perpetual smile (that’s when you actually join the ranks of the Living) and your inspirational passion for life (similar to the French knights who charged at the Flemish infantry and were speared like fish).
See, I think you’re a wonderful person. :) And you say I never compliment you. My goodness…
I can act dumber than the both of you combined!
And here I thought the two of us combined beaconed like the infamous twin Hollywood lights. Well, I've spluttered and gone out.
That's skill, Winnie, SKILL!!
Oh? I usually call it something else, but being a beautiful and nice Asian Lady Macbeth—I mean Mother Teresa, I’ll politely decline to mention it here.
And I'll never tell you my "big secret." If you go around telling people that I actually have one then...I'll kiss you right smack on the lips ;)
Oh dear. If that’s your fantasy, then quite clearly I need look no further for your “big secret” than myself. :) That’s…kind of creepy.
Actually...that's pretty gross. Never mind. (shudders in disgust at the thought of kissing it,I mean you)
(Patronizingly) Of course you do. Tactful Man suppresses Sensual Man; they get in a tussle, and ultimately Sensual Man wins through unmanly means. Take that for imagery!
Oh yeah, I have your Xmas gift still, even though you don't really celebrate Christmas because you're an ugly and elfish Asian Scrooge.
During the Christmas season, good spirits, general merriment, and an unwonted barrage of spelling errors abound.
I believe you meant “selfish” rather than the truer “elfish.” Well, I’ll thank you for the reality rather than the thought.
MMmeoowww…
~ Moi, of Asian extraction
P.S. As I seem to be losing my mind with checking your journals (funny that I use blogger, you use livejournal, and Joy uses xanga) I have decided to do a terrible thing.
I'm going to restrict the number of postings I do a day. ^_-. So whoever keeps adding to the Visitor Counter, stop! :)
All the above was a joke in bad taste. :) I want to have as many posts as possible to make up for lost time.
I've died.
Or more realistically, I seem to have misplaced the Accolade, as in I haven't actually lost it, it just can't be found. I know exactly where it is, just not right now. :(
I'll have to wait until my sister returns to give it a worthy examination.
I love how you just compliment Joy all the time and you always insult me. Am I not extraordinarily talented as well?
I want to tell you that you’re a shining paragon of virtue.
I admire you immensely for your open mind (must get a little drafty for your brain), your brilliant, perpetual smile (that’s when you actually join the ranks of the Living) and your inspirational passion for life (similar to the French knights who charged at the Flemish infantry and were speared like fish).
See, I think you’re a wonderful person. :) And you say I never compliment you. My goodness…
I can act dumber than the both of you combined!
And here I thought the two of us combined beaconed like the infamous twin Hollywood lights. Well, I've spluttered and gone out.
That's skill, Winnie, SKILL!!
Oh? I usually call it something else, but being a beautiful and nice Asian Lady Macbeth—I mean Mother Teresa, I’ll politely decline to mention it here.
And I'll never tell you my "big secret." If you go around telling people that I actually have one then...I'll kiss you right smack on the lips ;)
Oh dear. If that’s your fantasy, then quite clearly I need look no further for your “big secret” than myself. :) That’s…kind of creepy.
Actually...that's pretty gross. Never mind. (shudders in disgust at the thought of kissing it,I mean you)
(Patronizingly) Of course you do. Tactful Man suppresses Sensual Man; they get in a tussle, and ultimately Sensual Man wins through unmanly means. Take that for imagery!
Oh yeah, I have your Xmas gift still, even though you don't really celebrate Christmas because you're an ugly and elfish Asian Scrooge.
During the Christmas season, good spirits, general merriment, and an unwonted barrage of spelling errors abound.
I believe you meant “selfish” rather than the truer “elfish.” Well, I’ll thank you for the reality rather than the thought.
MMmeoowww…
~ Moi, of Asian extraction
P.S. As I seem to be losing my mind with checking your journals (funny that I use blogger, you use livejournal, and Joy uses xanga) I have decided to do a terrible thing.
I'm going to restrict the number of postings I do a day. ^_-. So whoever keeps adding to the Visitor Counter, stop! :)
All the above was a joke in bad taste. :) I want to have as many posts as possible to make up for lost time.
oh, i just realized that on your favorite book list you put "jane eyre". did you not think that mr rochester was the creepiest guy ever? i can't believe jane went back to that nuthead.
i can't believe sheena would tantalize you by telling you she had a big secret but then not elaborating. i can't believe she wouldn't even tell me she had a big secret and then, to make it worse, proceed not to elaborate. how rude.
when i read sheena's comment, i honestly believed she meant "elfish". i mean, when i think of you, "elfish" just pops into my head. but yes, i suppose selfish makes more sense in that context.
is it really so hard to check all our blogs? it's only 3 different sites... and it's just a mouse click! sheesh, how much lazier can you get? [= hm, i wonder if html works in these comments.
--a girl who likes the 34-year-old lead singer of weezer more than is healthy
Posted by
Anonymous |
12:54 PM
Actually, I really did mean "elfish", though now I come to think of it, "selfish" sounds a lot better...:)
I love Jane Eyre, but I don't get what's so freaky about Rochester. I know he's not exactly attractive, but he's still nice, for lack of better word. Instead of treating Jane like a horrible master would, he falls in love with her even though she's not beautiful like the other girl who I forgot what her name was and I'll shut up now. (I'm defending a fictional character...Yep. I have finally lost my mind.)
As for the big secret, there really isn't one...I just felt like annoying Winnie by telling her that there was.
Actually, that's a complete lie, but I will not discuss it here because this is a public blog, even though I doubt anyone other than us three actually reads it ;)And anyways, you weren't there at the AI mtg. when I told her about it so boo-ya-sucks to you (just kidding, I love the Joy more than I love the Winnie).
Winnie, thank you for the compliments, though your post on my LJ sort of ruined it for me...hey this reminds me, Joy, give me the link to your xanga...here's mine (I'm warning you, this LJ is the most pointless one you'll ever read): http://www.livejournal.com/users/svasani7/
Now I must take a shower and meet you two in three hours. Yay!
sheena
Posted by
Anonymous |
9:10 AM
Another post: Have you two read "The Good Earth" by Pearl Buick? (I'm reading that now, just in case you're wondering why I'm asking)
Posted by
Anonymous |
9:16 AM
Buhahahaha (looks to the right), yes, Winnie has read it...
Posted by
Anonymous |
9:36 AM