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Bloody Grace Bonney

Every pirate lives for something different. For some, it's the open sea. For others (the masochists), it's the food. For you, it's definitely the fighting. You can be a little bit unpredictable, but a pirate's life is far from full of certainties, so that fits in pretty well. Arr!

Go to http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate.php to check it out. It`s furnny! (Yes, I spelled that right.)

Arr! Say my name! Say my name!
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I've been good. You wouldn't know it but I have taken dozens of quizzes; I just choose not to post the results because I mean, come on, that is too much of a good thing.
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What Planet Are You From?


this quiz was made by The Autist Formerly Known As Tim


:: 1:37 AM [+] ::
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Take The Which Classic Song Are You? Test.

Hell yeah.
:: 9:45 AM [+] ::
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I am wearing pink lipstick today. I am an idiot. I thought it would make me feel all dressed up and professional and instead when I look into the mirror all I see if this bright smear of shocking pink (think pink lady, think chibi moon, think utena, washu, think pepto-bismol). And normally my lipstick gets chewed off in a matter of minutes but oh no, not today. Today it is super-adhering, got into my DNA, kind of lipstick, so it is not coming off unless I want to remove a few layers of epidermis.

It`s kind of fun actually. :)
:: 11:23 PM [+] ::
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I am alone in my house now. It is almost ten o clock. At nine thirty I was looking through my music for a song that was a fitting tribute to the occurrences of last year; something that truly expressed my feelings at this time. :46 Japan Standard Time to those that died and those that lived.

Seasons of Love
from the musical RENT

Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure - measure a year?

In daylights - in sunsets
In midnights - in cups of coffee
In inches - in miles
In laughter - in strife

In five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure
A year in the life?

How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love

Seasons of love
Seasons of love

Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
of a woman or a man?

In truths that she learned
or in times that he cried?
In bridges he burned
or the way that she died?

It's time now - to sing out
tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends

Remember the love
Remember the love
Remember the love
Measure in love

Measure, measure your life in love
Seasons of love...
Seasons of love.

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I chose this song for many reasons; the feeling of hope and rememberance, the fact that it is from a musical based in New York, the fact that its writer died early in life, but accomplished so many things before he passed on...
This song, these words, the adominition to measure a life in love, is what 9/11 is about. Let us mourn our loss, but let us also remember those that passed before us with fond words and good deeds. Let us remember that their legacy is love and that we have a duty to carry that torch, before any other, in the years to come.
:: 9:20 AM [+] ::
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You live in a Apartment.
You're married to Travis Fryman.
You drive a Saturn.
Your car is the color black.
You live in the state Arizona.
Your honeymoon is Exotic Nepal.
Your occupation is a pirate.
You have this many kids: 2 (2 male; 0 female).

That was using the classic mash rules. This one is using the very not classic rules.

You live in a Apartment.
You're married to Genghis Khan.
You drive a Tank.
Your car is the color black.
You live in the state the moors of Spain.
Your honeymoon is Gaia.
Your occupation is a space marine.
You have this many kids: 0 (0 male; 0 female).

Both are pretty amusing. I have a black tank and am a space marine, but I live in an apartment with Genghis Khan. I also like being married to Travis Fryman with two boys, but I`m a pirate too. Glad to know my men like to have their woman working.
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In non important news, I have three new pets. Due to the direly needed help of my boss, we procured the necessary supplies to have a fish tank and three gold fish. Though none of them are gold actually. Two are gold and and white and one is black as sin itself. One of the gold and white ones has the funky head bubble skin flap thing on top. That fish is named Aylee. The black one is called Kiki. And the smallest one is called Bun Bun.

Because I am obsessed.

Actually the names appear to fit very well. Kiki hasn`t poinged yet, but she appears to be the genki one. Aylee eats everything and is the first to get to the fish food. Bun Bun...well, Bun Bun lurks. I need to buy a castle for Bun Bun so he has a place to lurk better. A castle with a strong foundation of course. There is no need to repeat the `avalanche incident` of `88. A moment of silence for Mel Torme, please. May he rest in peace.

Moving on. For a run down of the past couple of weeks, nice style, please go to the other blog and view my updates on the homestay and what not.

But you can read April`s visit right here! Isn`t that exciting?

Well, there were many highlights of April`s visit to Japan. The most infamous one would be our mad dash through the Shin-Osaka station to the bus stop outside. Oh, that was a treat. We also met mad mountain monkeys. I would like to reiterate that in no way shape or form are monkeys, in anyway, cute. Never.

We had great fun I think. There was plenty of eating of Japanese food and plenty of sight-seeing. April was also a lesson plan for a week! That was great and made my life easier. We saw taiko (well, I did taiko and she watched) and went shopping and went to Hiroshima and did karaoke and saw geisha and got lost and ate some more and took the wrong bus and rode a rickshaw and were fangrrls. And we watched hours and hours of Buffy and Angel. Thank god for the record function on VCRs and thank god for a friend who is as obsessed as with the same things as I am.

PS - April, did you ever get `believe` out of your head?

It was great and I was totemo samishii when she left on the Miyoshi bus. But I have work to occupy me and the joy of coordinating a reactivation of my graduate school application from across the sea. JOY! So I will go work on that now.

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I have returned!
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