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Date:2008-04-08 18:08

You feel a strange vibration under your feet.
Some text has been burned into the floor here. You read: "Elbereth".
What do you want to use or apply? [hin-rt-vzBCMR-UW-Y or ?*]
The Candelabrum of Invocation's candles burn brightly!
The Candelabrum of Invocation glows with a strange light!
What do you want to use or apply? [hin-rt-vzBCMR-UW-Y or ?*]
You ring the Bell of Opening.
The Bell of Opening issues an unsettling shrill sound...
What do you want to read? [x or ?*]
You begin to recite the runes.
You turn the pages of the Book of the Dead...
The floor shakes violently under you!
The walls around you begin to bend and crumble!
You are standing at the top of a stairwell leading down!

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Date:2008-03-11 19:18
Subject:Steam, the place where many important discussions take place

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Date:2008-03-10 03:23
Subject:Bookie meme

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.

A summer's day in the country just as the picnic basket is being packed away—this is the time to perform a few tricks with a blade of grass. Not only will people find it entertaining, but you will have evaded some of the tedious cleanup.

The shrieking monkey
Put your hands into the praying position with a long blade of grass pinched lengthways between your thumb knuckles. Now form an "O" with your mouth and press your thumb knuckles firmly against your lips.

Okay, it'd be mean to not finish that small part...Collapse )

Taken from 211 Things A Bright Boy Can Do by Tom Cutler.

Good book, that. ^^

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Date:2008-03-06 00:59

Here's how it works:
1. Go to www.photobucket.com (don't sign in)
2. Type in your answer to the question in the "search" box
3. Use only the first page
4. Copy the html and paste for the answer.

Guess what's behind this cut? No peeking!Collapse )

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Date:2008-03-03 02:08
Subject:Who? Memememememe!11!

So this time it is, courtesy of bnlmaggz...

A handwriting meme!Collapse )

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Date:2008-03-02 02:58
Subject:I can't belive it's not meme! ('cause it is)

So, meme time, courtesy of del_the_psycho
OMG meme!Collapse )

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Date:2008-02-23 20:31
Subject:Jeg havde en sjov drøm i nat (Danish)

Jeg havde en sjov drøm i natCollapse )
...for some reason ender mine drømme generelt op som dårlige movie-plots

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Date:2007-12-06 19:34

"I det helbredsskema som Forsvarets Rekruttering har modtaget den 16. november 2007, har du anført nogle forhold vedrørende dit helbred.

Vi har herefter [...] indhentet nærmere oplysninger. Disse har været forelagt lægen, som har indstillet til Forsvarets Dag, at du bedømmes uegnet til aftjening af værnepligt."

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Date:2007-07-08 03:31
Subject:Thoughts on Julie...

Julie, this is dedicated to you, and is meant as... I don't know, I just felt like writing this...

I know I've been all too demanding of you, and I know that is why things snapped between us... I haven't been as patient as I should've been, I haven't been as supportive as I should've been, I... didn't just love you, but I fell in love with you again.

I fell in love with you and wished so deeply you felt the same. I wished so deeply we could be together.

I still remember when we first met, at a party; the Danish equivalent of the senior prom. I remember how you walked up to me, talked to me, flirted with me, pulled me away from Marie - the girl who had taken up my mind for two years prior... It is so clear in my mind how we started talking together in English, how I loved talking to you instantaneously... I remember when the party ended, talking to Morten, how he asked me if I had gotten your name, and I felt so foolish about not having gotten it. I didn't get it before you left, I remember, because I remember texting Marie, asking her if she knew your name and I remember quite clearly how jealous that made her.

I remember walking around while waiting for my parents to come pick me up, slightly cold, but my mind filled with thoughts for this new girl. I remember getting home, instantly rummaging through my room to find a yearbook so I could find a picture of you. I remember not being sure, but thinking it was you I found. The next many days, probably weeks, I remember asking most everyone I knew, if they had seen who I had talked to at the party, and I remember no one knowing or having seen it... And then I remember finding out who you were, the girl running for student body president. I finally had your name... I remember going to the electoral meeting, I remember you passing out toffees to gain votes, catching a smile from you as you gave me one. I remember sitting at the front row. I also remember very clearly I didn't come for the election, I came to see you.

I remember the struggle I had, trying to gather enough courage to talk to you again. I had found out which classes you were in, and as I usually came in earlier than my classes, I remember checking the schedule on the 1st floor every day, seeing where you were to have classes. I remember sitting myself down, conveniently, en route to the classroom you were to be in, hoping I could muster up the courage to talk to you. I believe I managed to once, however nothing more than a hello.

I remember seeing you play Neopets once, and slowly starting to play again myself, making sure to always have it open when you were near, hoping you'd catch a glimpse and remark that you yourself played it. I remember how badly I wanted to talk to you, but how hard it was for me...

I finally gave up and sent you a message on Fronter, not having any other way of contacting you, I felt so pathetic for not even daring to walk up and talk you. I remember you giving me your MSN. I remember how our first conversation on MSN was just before the salsa party, with you asking me if I would come. Never have I wanted to come to a party more than when you asked that, but I couldn't, I was too far away...

I remember us talking about tea and me offering you some of my Rooibos tea, the first pack I got; which I haven't drunk from for a very long time - let alone offered anyone else some of. I remember putting it in a small plastic bag and passing it to Kylle, having to tell him it was in fact tea.

I remember how we planned to go to the school birthday together. I remember how we were supposed to meet in the school library, and as always, I was there early... I paced around the place, waiting for you... Then when I came back to the library, you were there, at a computer. I remember how scared I was, fleeing to the computer room, starting to talk to Kylle, sending you a text message about being there, being so scared of being the first to make a move. I remember how much fun the three of us had, the Britney gang. I remember Kylle leaving, leaving but us two, having waffles together. I remember how taken I was with you...

I remember when school ended for me, having all of my water guns of various sizes. I remember how you joined us seniors in the park, as per my request, how I did my best to make sure that no one fired at you. I remember having so much fun, waging water war on you and Kylle, only to eventually side with you against Kylle, because you were what I wanted... I remember when we had had enough of the war, lying in the sun, next you you, a bit away from the other seniors so they wouldn't start hosing you down... I remember Mark calling out for me, asking me to come over to him... and when I did get over there, him telling me to move closer to you 'cause you obviously fancied me... And I did, a bit, but not much, 'cause I was shy, and still am...

I remember us going to the park one day, you brought a blanket we could lie on... I discovered you, like I, thought pistachio-banana was the ultimate ice cream combination... I remember buying you a cone of the very same.

I remember our movie date, how I had spent maybe 5-6 hours prior making a poem for you, which to this day still annoys me a bit, as it doesn't do you justice... I remember panicking, needing a red rose to go with the poem, how all stores were closed... How happy I was that the flower shop at the central station was still open. I remember the look on your face as I gave you the flower and the poem... I remember how foolish I was to buy garlic bread, and how worried I was I had ruined it by doing that... I remember liking the movie, but paying more attention to you... I remember finally not being able to keep myself from doing it, putting my hand up to your chin and turning your head around... I remember my first real kiss, right then and there, with the most beautiful girl alive.

I remember you not being ready for a relationship and being okay with it - and I in fact mean being okay with it. I remember how determined I was to not to let you feel how difficult it was to me, I remember how important that was to me...

I remember, much later, after a breakup, how I foolishly pulled out my by then hidden feelings for you, how you let me... I remember how amazing it was to kiss you, how delicate. I remember how absolutely perfect your breasts looked and felt to me... Your facial expression as I touched you where I shouldn't, how red your face was...

I guess what I'm going for is...

There are different kinds of people you can fall for...

There are the ones that you fall for and like terribly, until it fades and you discover it was maybe not that seriously you liked them...

And then there's the way I feel about you... where... everything we've done together stands out so clearly in my mind... even the things I didn't want to mention here... Every little detail...

You changed my world, Julie, know that...

I'm sorry for concluding it all so selfishly...

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Date:2007-07-02 19:55

Cykler fjernes uden ansvar

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Date:2007-06-01 00:31

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Date:2007-05-31 23:58

...and thus, Satan (who we will refer to as God) addressed God (not the one we refer to as God, but God, who we will refer to as Satan) and said "Satan, I am" (for God did not refer to himself as God, but rather as Satan).

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Date:2007-04-01 03:16
Subject:Fight me if you dare | Combat Cards

to fight Sebbe
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Date:2006-09-12 23:32
Subject:If it wasn't for that Juliamon...

I died in the Dungeon of Sebbe

I was killed in a dusty throne room by Juliamon the fire elemental, whilst carrying...

the Sword of Cats, the Shield of Roninroad, the Armour of Mathematics, the Sword of Spokkerjones, the Crown of Maverick Zero and 52 gold pieces.

Score: 63

Explore the Dungeon of Sebbe and try to beat this score,
or enter your username to generate and explore your own dungeon...

The Dungeon of Sebbe
You are walking through a dusty throne room. You notice a chiselled epitaph to masturbation.

Juliamon the fire elemental is here (73HP).
I knew I was screwed the moment I stepped into that room, alas.

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Date:2006-03-29 17:26

Isn't it a bit ironic how the blade of your enemy is sharp to allow him to cut through your flesh untroubled, while the blade of your friend is blunt and rusty, as it isn't meant to be used.

But when it comes down to it, which hurts more and which leaves the worst scars?

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Date:2006-03-07 00:04
Subject:Just to prove that I in fact have gone mad...

...here's a chatlog!Collapse )

Update! Here's Ash-Fox's responseCollapse )

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Date:2005-12-02 15:00
Subject:Bible study

the Lord is.
the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh
the name of our Lord Jesus Christ;
the Spirit;
the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him
their mind,

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Date:2005-11-14 14:43

I feel like crap.

Correction: I feel like goddamn fucking horrible crap.

Why do I have to be faced with all of this at fucking once.

Thanks, world.

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Date:2005-11-13 17:18

List of books, just to show how little I read.
Bold = have read.

And a snipCollapse )

I read so little ^.^

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Date:2005-11-12 22:34

are like apples
on trees. The best ones
are at the top of the tree.
The boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten  apples
from the ground that are'nt as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.

And on a totally unrelated note:Collapse )

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