The bear's name is Boo
Oct. 15th, 2004 06:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xansName a CD you own that no-one else on your friends list does:
Stellar "Mix" Well,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pillu might. It's a NZ band.
Name a book you own that no-one else on your friends list does:
I'm going to go out on a limb and say nobody has "Never After" by Rebecca Lickiss
Name a movie you own on DVD/VHS/whatever that no-one else on your friends list does:
We have four boxes of videos. No DVDs. I don't even know what all we have. Hell... The Magnificent Seven
Name a place that you have visited that no-one else on your friends list has:
Stony Bay. It's in New Zealand. Somewhere at the tip of the Coramandal pen.
My angst tastes like...
Black Licorice
Find your angst's flavor
Unique and difficult to place, your angst finds its source in something you keep hidden. You have something serious and possibly traumatic, but you try to hide it from everyone and just tell them to ignore you when you seem troubled, that everything's really OK. You might think that you have good reasons for not telling people, and some of them may in fact be true, but most likely a lifetime of keeping your secrets has led to a resolution fortified by rationalization that nobody else can shake simply because you never give them a chance. Ask yourself if it would really be that horrible to open up to others; nobody says you have to do it all at once, even. But you should at least try getting out of your shell a little. It's not healthy to internalize everything and conceal it. Anyway, if people really care for you, and they probably do, then they'll be loving and supportive regardless of any reason to the contrary.
How very, very true.
Mum called today. Her boss is lending me Spirited Away because he thinks I'll enjoy it. I think Mum must talk about me a lot at work. It's a DVD though, so Rhi how would you like to see a Japanese movie? Or Brit, maybe?
My passport arrived. I felt like an idiot when I botched my signature. He said it was okay. I didn't know it was my passport at first. It was a package, with my name, and it looked somewhat official yet I didn't remember ordering anything... It was a weight of mum's shoulder's when I let her know. Which is why I did it.
Boo is sitting on my copy of Good Omens. Charlie is standing right next to them. I can't believe I managed to creat a niche on this desk for my stuff. That doesn't mean it gets left untouched though. Eh bien.
Fin.
Stellar "Mix" Well,
pillu might. It's a NZ band.Name a book you own that no-one else on your friends list does:
I'm going to go out on a limb and say nobody has "Never After" by Rebecca Lickiss
Name a movie you own on DVD/VHS/whatever that no-one else on your friends list does:
We have four boxes of videos. No DVDs. I don't even know what all we have. Hell... The Magnificent Seven
Name a place that you have visited that no-one else on your friends list has:
Stony Bay. It's in New Zealand. Somewhere at the tip of the Coramandal pen.
Black Licorice
Find your angst's flavor
Unique and difficult to place, your angst finds its source in something you keep hidden. You have something serious and possibly traumatic, but you try to hide it from everyone and just tell them to ignore you when you seem troubled, that everything's really OK. You might think that you have good reasons for not telling people, and some of them may in fact be true, but most likely a lifetime of keeping your secrets has led to a resolution fortified by rationalization that nobody else can shake simply because you never give them a chance. Ask yourself if it would really be that horrible to open up to others; nobody says you have to do it all at once, even. But you should at least try getting out of your shell a little. It's not healthy to internalize everything and conceal it. Anyway, if people really care for you, and they probably do, then they'll be loving and supportive regardless of any reason to the contrary.
How very, very true.
Mum called today. Her boss is lending me Spirited Away because he thinks I'll enjoy it. I think Mum must talk about me a lot at work. It's a DVD though, so Rhi how would you like to see a Japanese movie? Or Brit, maybe?
My passport arrived. I felt like an idiot when I botched my signature. He said it was okay. I didn't know it was my passport at first. It was a package, with my name, and it looked somewhat official yet I didn't remember ordering anything... It was a weight of mum's shoulder's when I let her know. Which is why I did it.
Boo is sitting on my copy of Good Omens. Charlie is standing right next to them. I can't believe I managed to creat a niche on this desk for my stuff. That doesn't mean it gets left untouched though. Eh bien.
Fin.
