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Whored from Lauren.

Which tarot card are you?

I'm a high priestess! FUCK YEAH!

So, yeah. I don't know why, but I've been obsessing about said Dan-lookalike. He really does look like him. Just taller, slightly more colourful, very much less British...

Whored from Sache.

Which Chess Piece Are You?

That's pretty cool. Another thing I learned from aforementioned (damn, I love that word) Sache was that there's a second Watcher's Guide. As in, Buffy. Wow, I 'member getting the first one, poring over it non-stop, and watching all my taped episodes while comparing it to the summaries. *sniffle* I miss my satellite telly. -_-

School today was very fun. Did lotsa work, which is just so fun. Yes, I love work. Not Sci, but I could just sit there doing algebra for hours and hours and never get bored. I'm sort of pissed when the class ends. Such a love for algebra. *sigh*

I typed in the name of my town in the d-land searchy-thingy and came across *1* person. Just one. *laughs* but she has a cute diary. It's such utter and total crazyness that someone has a d-land diary and lives in my teeny-weeny town. But she's 18, so that sucks. *lol*

I came home, mopped the floors, vacuumed the carpet, grabbed a diet pepsi, and I'm here. I'm currently checking a few diaries, writing in my diary, and as soon as this is done I'm going to shut off the oven and beg my mom to drive me to get my eyebrow pierced.

I hope it doesn't hurt.

I want to figure out how to set up a precious-butterfly.net email account so it forwards to my hotmail account, which, in turn, can forward to Outlook. I hate Outlook.

"It takes an aroused man to make a chicken affectionate."

then + now