Putting A Pony In The Oven...

Someone asked on the TP if this was safe.

err...

Ponies are plastic, I believe plastic melts to a nice shapeless lump if you put it near heat.

Just seems kinda stupid to me.

And how come LJ never has the mood I actually am? I wish I could have icons for my real moods. :)

Putting A Pony In The Oven...

Someone asked on the TP if this was safe.

err...

Ponies are plastic, I believe plastic melts to a nice shapeless lump if you put it near heat.

Just seems kinda stupid to me.

And how come LJ never has the mood I actually am? I wish I could have icons for my real moods. :)

Testing 1...2...

LJ doesn't seem to want to load anything.

I can't read friends pages, I can't catch up *screams*

This probably won't be posted.

*beats up LJ* be reliable damn you!!!

Yep, didn't post "cannot contact server"

grr!!

Testing 1...2...

LJ doesn't seem to want to load anything.

I can't read friends pages, I can't catch up *screams*

This probably won't be posted.

*beats up LJ* be reliable damn you!!!

Yep, didn't post "cannot contact server"

grr!!

Hahahahahahah!!

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Meh, I like 80's music and classic rock okay

i am not indie at all!




How indie are you? test by ridethefader

Who are you trying to fool? Just because you own a couple of Weezer albums
doesn't mean that you're uberindie. Indie people don't hear about cutting edge
new bands from MTV. At least the ignorant don't know what they're missing...

Meh, I like 80's music and classic rock okay

i am not indie at all!




How indie are you? test by ridethefader

Who are you trying to fool? Just because you own a couple of Weezer albums
doesn't mean that you're uberindie. Indie people don't hear about cutting edge
new bands from MTV. At least the ignorant don't know what they're missing...

Indeed Indeed

Do you give a fuck?

This quiz style was designed by alanna, adapted by Batfish Designs, and created by Missanthropy.

You have the right idea... now just
try to stop worrying about everyone else!
Now is a good time to start using that magical word, "NO".

Indeed Indeed

Do you give a fuck?

This quiz style was designed by alanna, adapted by Batfish Designs, and created by Missanthropy.

You have the right idea... now just
try to stop worrying about everyone else!
Now is a good time to start using that magical word, "NO".

Carness

Okay, so unfortunately tomorrow I can't really do stuff
but
we are going to look at a car! Which is good, may not get it but looking is a start.

However, Thursday from 9:30 I will be in the Murdoch area and wanting stuff to do, anyone care to humour me??

Carness

Okay, so unfortunately tomorrow I can't really do stuff
but
we are going to look at a car! Which is good, may not get it but looking is a start.

However, Thursday from 9:30 I will be in the Murdoch area and wanting stuff to do, anyone care to humour me??

Mmmmmmmmm

Posting too much, happens when I just get home from uni.

There is a lovely smell wafting up from downstairs.

Roast pork filet, *stomach rumbles*

Mmmmmmmmm

Posting too much, happens when I just get home from uni.

There is a lovely smell wafting up from downstairs.

Roast pork filet, *stomach rumbles*

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God I am so blank
Slightly confused
I don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what's right and what's wrong and what I should do and what I want to do and what is overstepping the line
I. Just. Don't. Know.

Geez it seems like I have nothing really to worry about, but still there's something sitting in my chest and nibbling at me and making me think things I shouldn't think.

I just wish someone could hand me clarity on a plate.

I was pondering today about my indecisiveness. Being indecisive is good in the way that whatever happens it's okay, but bad because you know there was an option and you missed it. Is that what's called regret??

I dunno, I'm just messed up.

Life is about change and compromise and learning and growing. Not about being stagnant and steadfastly refusing to alter slightly to improve another life... It's not about, not being "you" anymore, how can you not be you?? It's about changing some behaviour that others find undesirable. I guess I focus so much on pleasing others that I've lost myself.

I mean it's still same old, same old. He's doing stuff with friends and having fun. And I am here, alone and paranoid and torn and sad and craving love and company, and not being sure if I'll ever get it again...

I should stop this before this lump in my throat chokes me.

(no subject)

God I am so blank
Slightly confused
I don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what's right and what's wrong and what I should do and what I want to do and what is overstepping the line
I. Just. Don't. Know.

Geez it seems like I have nothing really to worry about, but still there's something sitting in my chest and nibbling at me and making me think things I shouldn't think.

I just wish someone could hand me clarity on a plate.

I was pondering today about my indecisiveness. Being indecisive is good in the way that whatever happens it's okay, but bad because you know there was an option and you missed it. Is that what's called regret??

I dunno, I'm just messed up.

Life is about change and compromise and learning and growing. Not about being stagnant and steadfastly refusing to alter slightly to improve another life... It's not about, not being "you" anymore, how can you not be you?? It's about changing some behaviour that others find undesirable. I guess I focus so much on pleasing others that I've lost myself.

I mean it's still same old, same old. He's doing stuff with friends and having fun. And I am here, alone and paranoid and torn and sad and craving love and company, and not being sure if I'll ever get it again...

I should stop this before this lump in my throat chokes me.

(no subject)

I can pretend I don't mind

but Goddamn I do and it feels like this claw trying to pull my heart out through my ribcage.

What is wrong with me?

(no subject)

I can pretend I don't mind

but Goddamn I do and it feels like this claw trying to pull my heart out through my ribcage.

What is wrong with me?