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Why, I don't know. But they apparently do.



Remember my phobia of crowds?



Sucks when I want to see a movie very badly that happens to be a very big one. Perfect example: Revenge of the Sith (Star Wars III, for the uninitiated).



Know what my friends did?



Managed to lay their hands on a bootleg copy of the post production version DVD.



Only issues with the DVD:



1. The time of filming was running across the top of the screen. Not bad. Very dealable.



2. A few scenes were followed immediately by the same scene, only slightly different, like the production team or director or whoever hadn't decided which version of the scene to use yet. (Made me want to see the actual released movie version to see which they chose - I have my preferences. But, the urge is less ... urgent. lol)





My friends love me. *grin*

As with messages, read from the bottom up. *sigh*







--- On 03:23:46 - May 28 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



*quirks an eyebrow*



Be yourself.



Put yourself into your profile. Make friends before offering to open a vein.



If that makes no sense, look elsewhere for answers.



Oh. And this site, while it *is* a vampire resource, it is not a singles site, nor is it a lunch menu.



It can, however, be a wonderful place to make friends with similar interests.



Don't message me on the topic of feeding again, please. It is not a topic I feel comfortable discussing with you.



--- On 03:17:20 - May 28 2005 - RANDOM TWIT wrote ---



how should i approach myself then? i know there are females out there looking for a nice meal to have, but im not sure how to get their attention?



--- On 03:14:43 - May 28 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



On first conversation? yes. It is rather off-putting.



--- On 03:13:26 - May 28 2005 - RANDOM TWIT wrote ---



i thought this would be a site where people could possibly find what they are looking for, especially with what i seek, a female vampire, but explaining it in detail is difficult for me unless i come right out with it and say i want someone who would "hunt" me in kind of a way, and draw me closer to her, leading up to one day that she will feed from me. literally from my neck area. is this too much to ask?



--- On 03:10:04 - May 28 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



I wasn't aware this was a singles site.



--- On 03:08:16 - May 28 2005 - RANDOM TWIT wrote ---



guess i need help with my profile then cause i dont know how to explain myself in the right words, wanting to find a female vampire interested in having me as a donor.



--- On 03:05:03 - May 28 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



your pic has really large squarish pixles.



And I know nothing about you.



There really isn't even much of any kind of info in your profile on who you are, what you are like.



So ... I have no thoughts on you.



--- On 03:00:49 - May 28 2005 - RANDOM TWIT wrote ---



well, kind of a complaint, cause i can't see what you look like :)....what do you think of my pic? and what do you think of me ??



--- On 02:52:44 - May 28 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



Is this a complaint or a comment?



I thought the pics were rather clear ...



--- On 02:50:08 - May 28 2005 - RANDOM TWIT wrote ---



Hi. Can't see your pic too well.

Ok. I got stuck at a railroad crossing today.



There were over 100 cars on that puppy (yes, I sometimes still count the cars), and over half of them had graffiti on them.



The train was going slow enough that I could really check out the tagging (I was bored, and a captive audience), and I realized that HOLY SHIT! Some of those lil punk bastards that graffiti anything and everything have some artisitic talent. 0.o



I saw some truly interesting bits of work on the sides of the train cars, particulary on the GATX cars. They have fewer ridges, I also noticed.



So. Some of those kiddos need to be in art school.

As with VR meassages, read from the bottom up.



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--- Daire's last word on the subject ---



I hate those little yippy mexican bastards.



--- On 21:47:47 - May 19 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



*little squeaky chihuahua snigger*



--- On 21:44:35 - May 19 2005 - Daire wrote ---



evil Dr. Franky laugh.



--- On 21:43:37 - May 19 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



Well, at least I made you laugh.



--- On 21:41:05 - May 19 2005 - Daire wrote ---



HA HA HAAAA



--- On 21:40:39 - May 19 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



*hmph*



*pouts at you*



--- On 21:33:12 - May 19 2005 - Daire wrote ---



Nope i also have that fast mutant metabolism and immunity to all know poisons. I told you, im covered.



--- On 21:30:20 - May 19 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



Well, dammit. WOlverine meets Ceasar!



WHat the fuck's a bad guy supposed to do? Hemlock? oooo Hemlock ...



--- On 21:27:45 - May 19 2005 - Daire wrote ---



I also added in some adamantium blades to the wrists and a titanium under shirt for just that occurance. Im covered.



--- On 21:26:27 - May 19 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



Damn.



This means I have to get rid of my Brute costume, or adapt it for chainsaw, hmm?



--- On 21:24:45 - May 19 2005 - Daire wrote ---



Yep and i had a layer of Kevlar added to stop those pesky stabbings.



--- On 21:23:21 - May 19 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



Your Ceasar toga is still clean, no? Got all the blood stains out, mended the rents?



--- On 21:22:18 - May 19 2005 - Daire wrote ---



Today i was not in the right mind set, i was washing my nazi uniform.



--- On 21:21:45 - May 19 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



k. lone stranger gets tired. I understand.





--- On 21:19:59 - May 19 2005 - Daire wrote ---



So far only 1 suspension, but i didnt look for long. wasnt in the mood.



--- On 21:19:11 - May 19 2005 - Requiem wrote ---



mmmmmmmm bites.



How goes the anti-copyright grifting crusade?



--- On 21:15:41 - May 19 2005 - Daire wrote ---



You've been bitten by Daire!





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You are a maniacal killer.



It doesn't matter who they are or what they have or haven't done. You still want to kill them, and for a simple reason only: it's fun.



Seeing people in pain is like ecstasy. Maybe you have some sort of mental problems or you are this way because of previous deep scars, only you know. But you are sadistic. Maybe you only like to see a special group of people in pain.



However, you are not the most social person in the bunch and people think you are weird. That bothers you somewhat but at least you can entertain yourself with daydreams about killing them.



After all, they have no idea what's coming.





Main weapon: Explosives and torture equpiment.



Quote: "Insanity: a perfectly rational adjustment to an insane world." - R. D. Lang.



Facial expression: Wicked smile.



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I slept wrong last night. Consequently, I have one helluva kink in my neck.



I've looked like a broken bobble-headed chicken all day today. I can't turn my head to the left or lean it to the left - unless I don't mind streaks of stabbing pain up and down my spine.



I do mind streaks of stabbing pain up and down my spine.



Meh.



I got those thermal care heat wrap thingys. What I really need is someone to break my neck and be done with it.



/end whiny ass baby whimpering



I am going to go wrap my neck and pass out.



Nini.

I have come to the conclusion that I am allergic to the state of Oklahoma.



Almost as soon as I crossed the state line into Oklahoma on Friday I started sneezing. It was awful. What the hell is in the air up there?! I mean, good gracious. I am not normally someone who is a sneezer, but I shit you not, in two hours, no fewer than at least 11 sneezes. This went on all weekend.



Sneezing while driving is a fascinating experience in exhilarating terror. Terror, because you cannot keep your eyes open, and exhilarating, because sometimes a really ferocious sneeze feels so damn good.



I had lots of little moments of exhilarating terror.



On the way to Oklahoma, I was hedged in behind some re-re bastard get of a turtle and an armadillo. It was awful. He wouldn't hedge over to the right lane where everyone else was going a sedate fifty-ish (speed limit was 70 mph). He also paced the car on his right so folks could not pass him. I wanted his nuts in a blender.



No, I did not tailgate.



But, boy howdy, I thought of brandishing a sword at him.



Oh. And once I got back to Texas, my body ceased trying to eject the part of my brain that does long division.

... If you are in the fast, far left hand lane and people are forced to move to the right (slow) lane in order to pass you ...





YOU'RE DRIVING TOO GODDAMNED SLOW!



*deep breath*

I actually found the name for my phobia (bordering on rage at) of chickens.



Alektorophobia.



Who knew?

Khayman you suck.



I had to take the quiz. And you know what?! I will rend thee in the gooberwarts with my blurglecruncheon, See if I dont!



Take the quiz: "Do you know where your towel is? (Which Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy character are you?)"



Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz



You are a Vogon. It's really too bad that you even exist. You have no good points, no bad points, only worse points. You are loud, rude, obnoxious, and an all around bastard. Your poetry sucks ass, but you seem to have the right view on the Earth in that it needs to be demolished.

If you like board games ...



If you like card games ...



If you like the ridiculously fun ...



If you also have a streak of gamer geek in ya ...



Click here.





The munchkin games are an absolute fucking blast. They are very simple to play, and can occupy 5 grown adults for hours as they think of ways to fuck over their friends and win. It's all about fucking over your friends and winning.



And fighting monsters like the Hopping Vampire (especially when he's Hopped up on Lotus Blossum - +15 to its level, and/or when it's been "Trained by a Master!" - +10 to its level).



Also, you get henchmen.



And the chainsaw of dismemberment.



And treasure.



And the Hong Kong Thong (+2 to your attack).



*geeky groovy grin*

I like that music can be embedded in profiles and such ... but ... going to read a thread and having some strange song start playing softly in the background at such a subtle volume that one does not know WHEN the song began is ... well ... It's a lil disturbing.



Imagine:



Farting around during the one breather you have during your work day, hectic day, lots and lots of irons in the fire, and *winkle*



All of a sudden you notice you are hearing sneaky sounding little munchkins singing about roly poly fish heads.



If you're already cracked a bit ... it just makes you wonder a lil more.



I've noticed (and these are only the ones I've noticed, mind you) at least 3 threads that some wonderfully evil wit (twit? hmmm...) has added music to.

Ok. I admit it. I have a far too prurient an interest in others. I try very hard to not apply this interest to people I become friends with; it just seems safer to save this speculation for strangers.



Unfortunately, I am not always completely successful. I am not the only one who suffers (ok, well, it's not really suffering) from this inappropriate curiosity.



To name no names, one person I know states it, "Don't you wonder how Soandso would lay the love down? Rrrrrooowwwrrrr!"



If you do not know what prurient means, click here.



Wondering if X has ever been surprised by a zerbert to the belly button just after an oral sex induced orgasm (and just how they would react to said zerbert) does not make for productivity.



*sigh*