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[06 Sep 2005|07:44am] |
An odd meme...
1) Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in.
4) I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8) If I do this for you, you must either post this on your journal or give me a cookie. You MUST. It is written.
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| An old fashioned meme |
[12 Feb 2005|09:00pm] |
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If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, you must post a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened. Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you.
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| So... |
[02 Jan 2005|08:16pm] |
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It appears that the time has come to finally say: Things happen.
My life is in a reasonable state of order - good friends, supportive family, plus...
I'm finally getting an apartment of my own - no roommates this time.
And you never know... sometimes happiness is its own reward.
With realistic life comes the truth of darkness....
[u]The Serial Killer's Waltz[/u]
One down, three to go.
A final shadow hidden blow
with none to blame but
naught the night
The truth reveals itself
in plain sight.
So when decided, he appears
And always leaves his friends in tears
When numbers grow and feelings swell
the knowing heart will always tell.
Is a little pain worth the rewards of satisfication in life?
I would say yes.
-J
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| I had a dream... |
[28 Jul 2003|10:32am] |
Last saturday night, I had a dream, one both terrifying and amazing.
Far in the future...
It was the end of the world - with a rub.
The universe was dying, about to collapse into nothingness. Only one person could save us - me. I built an immense space station of out a meteor, then fitted it with powerful engine; one that could move between universes. It was to be our way out - if we could get out before the universe crashed into nothingness. I was piloting the station, my close friend by my side. The strain was intense, as we increased speed again and again, approaching the threshold that would grant us escape.
We could see the lights begin to fade, the universe begin to disappear. We almost didn't make it.
Aboard the ship were the best and brightest from around the globe, 700,000 citizens of Earth. And none of them who I was; and I wanted to keep it that way. I was just another nerdy crewman, only I knew the truth.
Due to the odd flow of time, we were able to contact our old universe before it collapsed, people were able to stay in touch, relatively speaking. We continued our work assignments, and many acted as though it was nothing more than a trip.
None treated me with any respect, as why would they? No one, except for one girl.
As I sat in the cafeteria, eating among fellow crewmembers, a large muscular youth approached a comely blond and sat down next to her. They flirted and tossed innuendo back and forth, seemingly unware or uncaring that I sat at their table. The young man mentioned that all on the ship had to be talented - as they all had the best genes.
Interesting...
But one girl actually spoke to me, treated me like me, not the savior (not that she knew) or the "nerd". When she complained about the glasses assigned (ugly and uncomfortable, but bristling with features) I decided to give her a hand. Using my madz typing skills, I used a "secret shortcut" to load up the station's creation unit.
Soon enough, all on the ship would discover the truth - their home universe was gone forever. And an enemy beyond imagining had done the deed. This enemy had created a weapon so horrible, so destructive, that it could destroy a universe.
And then I would reveal that I had been in charge all along, and had in fact engineered their survival.
But before this happened, I awoke.
I suppose it says something interesting about me - that I want to be someone important, if not the most important. Selfish, I suppose, but telling.
And that is that.
-J
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| OH GIVE ME A BREAK! |
[24 Jun 2003|05:10pm] |
I TRIED SO HARD NOT TO FIND OUT ANY SPOILERS FOR THE NEW HARRY POTTER BOOK!
But someone had to just slip in who died... I hoped they were lying and I'm still surprised. Please, NOBODY tell me any details. I've ordered the book, and it'll arrive soon - but in the meantime, GRRRARGHAGHAGH ERIC YOU SOB!
Venting complete.
-J
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| Screw this, I'm putting up a test result |
[02 Jun 2003|04:27pm] |
It's ( Cut off here )
-J
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| Birthday |
[27 May 2003|08:52am] |
My birthday was yesterday. Thanks for remembering. It's a good thing I have that automatic LJ-notification, eh?
-J
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| AND SO IT BEGINS! |
[28 Apr 2003|05:12pm] |
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I have my own domain name!
Please, if you're interested, or even if you're not, go to LordJeram.Net!
Thanks folks, you=greatest.
-J
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| It's that time again! What time? GIVING PROPS TIME! |
[08 Apr 2003|02:23pm] |
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Well, maybe not.
Ya see, things go a little insangrily too dang often.
Alls I cans says is: DANG IT WHERE IS MY TIME MACHINE??
I really need one. Then I can actually do all of the creative stuff I come up with.
Ah, yes, that'd be wonderful.
Here's a fun filled list!
1) Writing - LOVE TO DO IT - I have ten or so stories that need to be written.
2) C&C - I like helping people, and I hope they reciprocate.
3) Webcomics - drawing is hard, dude. I have twenty comics planned and storyboarded, just not drawn and scanned yet.
4) Voice acting - I keep trying out for parts. The ones I get, never get made. The ones I don't, do.
5) Progging - This means game making - I'm making a wrestling game. Takes time.
6) Studying - I'm always trying to learn new things. Not easy to do that often.
AND THE BRAND NEW NUMBER IS:
7) Preparing for the holidays - This is a priority, as they come next week!
Anyhoo, pREPARE for today's givin props recipient. The link is hidden SOMEWHERE amongst my post today. See if you can find it.
( -J )
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| It's that time again! What time? GIVING PROPS TIME! |
[12 Mar 2003|12:22pm] |
I have decided that it is time - high time - to give props to the people who read this journal.
( Today's Givin' Props recipient is )
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| I just took my certification test |
[12 Mar 2003|12:09pm] |
And...
I passed.
Which test? It was a Java certification test.
Now why I am so danged exhausted now? (probably not the best thing to be at work)
-J
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| Inconsequential Post of Gratitude |
[07 Mar 2003|12:56pm] |
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I would just like to thank Melting Panda for telling me about televisionwithoutpity.com - I love that dang site!
I suppose you may be wondering what's going on in my life.
Well, the answer is: Stuff.
If you haven't guessed, I don't want to explain right now - but maybe I will later.
-J
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| Giving up Nanowrimo? |
[19 Nov 2002|03:02pm] |
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No.
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| It's begun |
[31 Oct 2002|03:44pm] |
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Jimmy Cliff - I Can See Clearly Now |
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I wrote for about 20 minutes and got a few words out.
Take a look at:
This
-J
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| Mortality |
[27 Oct 2002|02:09am] |
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Shaggy - Hope |
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I don't know how many of you out there know, but I lived and worked right around where the sniper murders were.
It got me thinking about mortality, and saying goodbye.
In that vein, I present the following statement:
I hope that all you (that is, the ones reading this journal) know what I think of you, and how important you are to me. If you want my honest opinion, please ask, I won't say no.
And here's to hoping no one has to say goodbye for a very long time.
-J
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| QUICK |
[27 Sep 2002|04:34pm] |
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Anyone who wants to see my next LJ entry, make sure you're logged in first.
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[23 Sep 2002|11:45pm] |
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1. What does your first name mean?
It means "god will uplift".
2. Your middle name, do you have one?
I do. I do. But it's a secret.
3. What does it (your middle name) mean?
It means life.
4. What about that name at the end (unless you're a Jr. or III or something), what about that one?
It's changed since they went through Ellis Island - but orignally it meant friend, bird, or fig. Actually, it really means Violet.
5. So, if you were to put the meanings of all your names together, what would it say?
Depends. My Hebrew name means "Life of Israel". My English name means "god will uplift the violets"
6. If you'd been born the opposite sex, what would your parents have named you?
My parents often talk about it. Leah.
I once wrote a story about it.
-J
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| Hooray! |
[30 Aug 2002|02:59am] |
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R.E.M. - Shiny Happy People |
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Well, some good news.
I auditioned for this Harry Potter radioplay (for 17 roles, mind you), and I got 7 of them!
Professor Binns
Peeves
Dudely Dursley
Vernon Dursley
Oliver Wood
Percy Weasley
Sir Cadogan
Wow.
Boy, this should be fun.
-J
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