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i want to say something... i had a page written... then i thought about it... i cannot write what i feel or think... i dont want to post "your life" on livejournal... people piss me off... yes yes they do...

<td bgcolor="red"> You Are
Whole Lotta Love

You are interested in 2 things in this world: Love and sex. You are a complete romantic (and probably a big whore.) You just want to be loved.

You really value your friends and your family, but more than anything, you value your boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/person you are stalking.

You don't necessarily value yourself very much, but it's ok because you will find someone else to value you. Sad, but you're oblivious, so it doesn't matter.

Take the Which Led Zeppelin Song Are You? Quiz



You are a pipe. You are a classic, a first. Many
people have lost their virginity to you, and
you are always ready to please.


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danny is going out of town again... only for one night tho... sunday 7 am til monday 9 pm... roundish... he is going to new orleans... yeah thats right... and they assured him he wouldnt have to go... but they only send guys to "push the buttons"... unfortunately they dont teach them to push these buttons... so they have to send danny to "teach them to push the buttons" but in reality he goes there and does their work for them... no fair for him... oh well...

PANSEXUAL::

1. Adjective: A group which is open to members of all sexual orientations or gender identities including straight, gay, lesbian, bisexual, transexual, or transvestite.

2. Noun: A person who is sexually interested in other people regardless of gender including males, females, transexuals, tansvestites, gender benders, hermaphrodites, intersexuals, androgenous people, and those with sex-chromosome anomaly such as klinefelter syndrome or turner syndrome.

3. Noun: A person who is a member of a pansexual group or a person who associates with people of all sexual orientations but is not necessarily interested in sex with people of all sexes or genders though they may be comfortable with public displays of affection (PDAs) or semi-public sexual activity which is not confined to their own sexual orientation.

4. Noun: One who perceives all activities and experiences as sexual.

5. Noun: One who believes that all consensual activities are ethical.

6. Noun. One who believes that all
human behavior stems from the sex drive.

7. Adj. Pertaining to a person, group, or idea fitting the above descriptions.

SO GAY Congratulations! You scored 80!

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 99% on Gayness

Link: The I am so gay Test written by freshhole on Ok Cupid

i think i am eating too much cheese again... my bottom says no...

you know i really hate commercials... like really loathe them... but you have to admit that vonage 5 note tune and the sonic guys are pretty good... those guys are halarious adn that tune gets stuck in your head so easy! haha!

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while danny was in new york he caught the flu... it didnt really get bad til sunday or so... now i have it... it was kinda bad today... he is getting better now that i cant wait on him hand and foot he is taking care of me... im not ignoring anyone... we go to sleep at like 6 pm til 11 or so and then stay up til 3 and sleep til 7 am then go back to bed at like noon til 2... very fucked up... my insomnia mixing with his recovery from jet lag or what ever... im not being a bitch just enjoying being princess... i dont feel good and i have been doing nothing but munching since he got home... we are not smoking cigarettes anymore... he bought a pack in the uk that says "smoking kills" right on the front... and apparently if you bought a carton there are rotten lungs and dead babies... (so we are told)... if he ever finds the memory stick thing i can post pics from his trip... my throat hurts from the coughing... im gonna eat a peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwich... and a big glass of orange juice... icky poo... i see you...

so dannys flight was supposed to come in at 448 on friday, but no... he got here round 853 i think... and we didnt get home til like 11 after searching down the bag and stuff... we came home and slept... saturday night we decided to take the acid we got... so at 630 pm we put the first candy under our tongue.. i was nervous about taking both at one time... you know this was our first time and we really didnt know our tolerance... we went to blockbuster to get a movie and by then i decided it would be ok to eat the second one too... so round 7 ish we took the second one... at like 730 we got all giggily and sillly... we just layed alot... we watched the ceiling alot... and shadows... i found it was really easy to just close your eyes adn not really roll but get really horney... like the drug totally took over everything... we layed there grinding for hours while we just looked around like we had never seen this apartment before... we were tripping hard and we didnt know how hard we really were... it came on really slow kinda like wow i hope this does something more than this... oh boy did it... danny and i were laying on our sides for hours just looking at eachother and after like 4 hours of doing this we though of a game... we got our faces really close and were staring into eachothers eye... i got reeeeeeeelly close adn was staring as hard as i could into his pupil... watching it turn all like a cat pupil then big and round again it was neet... til (my side) my eye rolled back into my head, staring at him was taking my breath away and i felt like i couldnt breathe and i blacked out... danny caught me just before i fell offa the bed... he kinda scratched me while he was trying to catch me and it woke me up... very powerful... danny said my whole eye went red and rolled back... htats all he knows... after we got all that worked out and neither of us could really explain it... danny decided he needed to pee... while he was walking to the bathroom he zoned off on something and totally blacked out... he hit his head hard against the wall and went down to the floor in a very stiff pile... his eyes were open and looking right at me... his jaw was locked and he wasnt breathing... i shook him and yelled at him til he started talking to me again... we sat there for a second calming down until he thought he was ok... i told him that if ANYTHING else freaky happens we are callin misti... he said he was fine but he still had to pee... so i help him up and walk him to the potty... he sits down, i make sure he is ok... i turn around and hardly got out of hte bathroom to run get the phone "just in case" you know... and hte second i turn around i hear a huge fuckin bang... i go back into the bathroom just in time to watch dannys face hit the bottom of the tub... he busted his lip and htere was blood but i couldnt tell if he had busted his lip only or if he had hit his nose or teeth or anything...he had fallen offa the pot and lay mangled again... this time his little body was all twisted and really scary... his jaw was chattering and stiff, his muscles were tight and i couldnt manuver him to relax or put him a different way... i was screaming at him to breathe or move or something... the whole time he was staring right at me... i drag him onto the carpet and put the fan on high... his body went from totally ridged to a lump when i started to pull on him... (he has a cold with a fever and it must have been getting really hot in here)... but i call misti and tell her to come now... she leaves the house without a word to robby (thanks by the way for coming in such a rush)... but right after i get offa the phone i give him bread and water and clothes and he slowly comes back to normal.... so we could call misti and tell her not to really rush but do come on over and make sure we are ok... it really scared me... worse than anything in the world... i was sure he was gonna die... i mean the look of terror in his face... and him not breathing... omg... i didnt know what to do... i had kinda caught him as he fell offa the toilet and into the bathtub but only caught his neck with my fingernails... kinda scratched him but hes ok... so misti got here... and we were back to normal... danny was still really pale and i know i was shaking and still freeking out... i couldnt calm down... after she left we just layed there looking at the ceiling... not really talking... we didnt really talk all night long.. he jsut stared at me and i stared off... maybe after another hour of so (its like 2 am by this point) i ask him what all he could remember of those like 5-10 minutes... he said he could hear everything i was saying to him (yelling rather) but he couldnt respond... his ears were ringing and he wanted to get up and be ok but knew he couldnt... all i remember thinking over and over hte whole time is htat i have just gotten him back and now i was gonna lose him forever... ive been told taht we didnt black out... maybe i didnt in reality but i know the "black out" in my head was real and i was falling... and danny totally went unconsious... that wasnt tripping at all... he was gone... the look of terror is burned into my memory... when i blink i see it... i see him... laying on the floor a huddled stiff pile twitching... staring up at me pleading for help with his eyes and a grin covering his face... around 330 am we decide to try to rest... danny wants to sleep.. i was worried about that with all his head hitting and stuff... so i let him drift off and i layed and watched his back rise and fall for probably 2 hours, nudging him every once in a while to make sure he could still wake up... it kinda made me reconsider some drugs... i dont like being that not in control of myself... i cried for hours after htat... i think i kept my compsior as best i could while danny was around... but for the rest of the evening whenever i went into the bathroom i saw him falling... i mean had i not turned around for that second i would have been in there and i could have caught him... but i wasnt... i know how much mushrooms i can handle, but i wonder how i would be able to handle something like that... i dont ever want to run into a problem like that... i dont think acid is a drug for me... i am glad i know tho... ugh... im gonna go wash off hte party/sex... thats all i can remember right now... if i think of soemthing else it will be posted...

Danny's flight got cancelled, so he's rebooked on a later flight that
gets in to DFW at 7:00 p.m. James will still pick you up at 3:45 p.m.
in front of the apt. complex, as previously planned. Only difference
is, ya'll will come back to our house, get me and we'll take two cars
(Danny's and ours) to DFW and split up from there.

^^^ email from dannys mom.. to me.... this morning... i still gotta curl my hair and put on my face... but i am so excited i might forget to put on clothes!! WELCOME HOME!!

pork and beans might not have been a good dinner selection for tonight... i may blow danny out of the bed on his first night back... uh oh!