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March 31st, 2004

08:01 am - It must be love, because she found me this:
Please note that neither Goldeneye nor Clarissa were possible options, because I think we all know, Robert Lovelace attracts me most.
What Sean Bean character attracts you mostCollapse )
Edit: Added this one in so I wouldn't need to waste a new journal entry on a lame quiz result.
remove the 'ist' and you might just be onto something...Collapse )

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04:04 pm - We have seen the enemy (rant)
I sometimes get a little too caught up in my own brilliance. I want people to look at whatever clever little bon mot I've tossed off the cuff at them and drool respectfully. I know I shouldn't do it, but I wait for the reaction. It seldom comes.
Now I'm wise and experienced enough to know that this bon mot is no wittier than others I've said and probably the universe is so saturated with my amusing snappy comments, that one more or less doesn't make a huge difference. I also recognize that I'm not qualfied to judge my own genius. For example, lainmac still chuckles over me telling the head of HR we were on a cul-de-sac but I wasn't trying to be funny. Just place ourselves properly in his analogy. Not that his analogy was so all-fired fabulous, but it was on the table.
All I'm saying, is I just want another excuse to say "Sexually Starved in Slytherin."
And speaking of brilliance:
All the downtown ladies called him "treetop lover,"
All the men just called him "sir."
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Current Music: Jim Croyce "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown"

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