MeChelle

Female
from Notre Dame

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    • Ow...

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      My entire body hurts. I played too many sports this weekend.

      Saw Meet the Robinsons on Friday night... yeah, that was pretty much the definition of a Disney movie. Remember Finding Nemo? That's a Pixar movie. The Lion King? Aladdin? Peter Pan? Golden age Disney stuff. This movie was bad Disney. Really. It was very shiny and random, which distracted me sufficiently to make it entertaining, but I... wouldn't see it again. >.<

      Post the movie, I proceeded to play Ultimate out on the quad for two hours with a light up Frisbee... that was the best decision I've made in a while. Especially the team I was on won both games :).

      Saturday I had a wine and cheese box social, which was kickass. It is kind of annoying that people don't understand me when I'm drunk. I drink to have fun. So, when I start drinking, I'm usually already in the "fun" mood, which means I want to be crazy and ridiculous. Then the alcohol kicks in and my "crazy and ridiculous" filters disappear. My friends think I'm wasted when in reality I'm just enjoying the buzz. *sigh*

      Sunday I played trombone football, and praised God that I don't get hangovers. I was already sore from Ultimate, but I decided to run around some more anyway... bad choice. Then I played soccer that night.

      I am currently a giant ball of aching muscles.

    • Drunk again!

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      Except this time not so much. My fine motor control is still gone, but my other abilities (for example, proofreading) remain.

      It was a wine and cheese party tonight... much amusement and fun. I got to get dressed up and wear pearls and a pretty cream colored shirt and pray no one spilled red or white zin on me. And, the people who designed the playlists loved OK Go, the Faint, Michael Buble, and Cake, which made me happy; also, there were about four obscure songs in a row that I could sing all of the lyrics to, which is strange because I'm not sure that I could sing all the lyrics sober.

      But what I actually wanted to type here was an awesome thing that my uncle emailed me today.

      So, my uncle is a tattoo artist in Texas. (My mom, the uberconservative, hates people knowing that; I think it's pretty cool, especially since when I was born he was an unemployed alcoholic. Eighteen years later, he's been completely sober for twelve years and makes an average of $900 a month, and he loves what he does. I don't think you can argue with that, even if you disapprove of tattoos.) Anyway.

      I generally disapprove of over-tattooing. I also disapprove of tattooing because (a) you feel like it right now, (b) you want to proclaim your undying love and affection for a member of the opposite sex, and (c) you think something is pretty. If you get a tat, it should mean something. My friend Alicia, for instance, got a matching tat with three of her friends who went on a camping trip to New Mexico for break; they saw an Anasazi pictogram, presumed to represent the supernova that formed the Crab Nebula.
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      So they all got tattoos of it. They're great friends, they're the only ones of their major at ND, and they are all clearly crazy. This is acceptable.

      Other friends have tattoos for less cool reasons. A shamrock on your ass? Okay, you go to ND... but seriously. Come on.

      The coolest, and possibly saddest, tat story I have ever heard follows.

      My uncle had just started being a real tattoo artist (as opposed to an apprentice). These two people came in, a guy and a girl. Uncle Jim ended up taking their tattoos, because they wanted yin and yang designs and his art specialty was Chinese tattoos. They each want half of a yin yang in the center of their back -- she wants the tiger, he wants the dragon.

      So, Uncle Jim assumes that these two kids (19 years old) are a couple and are tattooing a symbol of their "undying" love for one another. He starts talking to them, and it turns out that they are fraternal twins; she's going to UT and he's going away to college, out of state somewhere. They've never really been apart, and they want tattoos to show that, as twins, they're halves of a whole. This is already pretty cool to me. Like, I would get a tattoo for that reason. Seriously. So Uncle Jim does the tattoos and all is well.

      Recently, the girl comes back into the shop. Jim didn't really remember her, but she remembered him and asked for him specifically. She's now a successful business consultant of some sort, makes mucho dinero, married with a baby. She tells him the tattoo that she already got from him and he remembers her, because you remember the cool stories. Then she says that she wants the other half of the yin yang (the dragon) tattooed on her, and the preexisting tat touched up. Uncle Jim is like "why?"

      Turns out that the year before, to the day of when she scheduled the appointment, her twin brother was killed in a car wreck. She wants the dragon grayed out, because her twin is no longer alive, but she wants to finish the tattoo because he's still with her.

      That is the most worthy tat story ever. By far. Seriously.

    • sticky

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      So, amazing weather for two days. Like, 70 degrees, no humidity, sunny with occasional cloudiness. Mass exodus from dorms ensued. I even wore my skirt and did my hair yesterday because it was pretty outside and I wanted to match.

      The problem with South Bend, though, is that it's so cold (they had to start a shuttle so that the people who live in Carroll Hall, which is many far away from all things, didn't start losing limbs on their way to classes) for so long (we literally haven't seen sun since early November) that you get used to it. As in, it hit 50 degrees right before spring break, and my friend Alicia and I were seriously discussing putting on bikinis and suntanning next to the slowly melting snow drifts.

      So now, it's 74 degrees outside with 68% humidity... and I feel like it's 90. I also refuse to wear shorts on the basis of "the only women who look good in shorts have long legs in proportion to their body; I have short legs in proportion to my body; conclusion: I should not wear shorts."

      In summary: I am, in fact, going to die in the summer, when it's 20-30 degrees warmer and 80% humidity.

      *sigh* *digs out the damn fan*

    • "Have no phobias"

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      -- I'm taking my advice about acid from a comic on Comedy Central.

      I'm also annoyed at William Shatner for existing.

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      Anyway, I saw Chicago tonight in South Bend -- it was fantastic. I never saw the movie, because it came out at a time when I was very anti musicals. After that, Phantom of the Opera and RENT came out, and I discovered that I, in fact, adore musicals.

      ....I think this random journal is over.

      <drunk>

      except that now i'm still online snd i evidently nver ubmitted this. guinness is loverly. and so is mr captan morgan and teh wahtever vodka they had. mmm. hehe and also i am very very confused about things. and, i hate parietals, they are sper dumb. ha. i cant spel. or maybe it's jus ttype. and iwll regret writin thes tomorrow. and also don make fun of me. i wuld be sad.

      can sombody explain boys to me?

      begin sleep go.

      Edit, at noon: Um, huh. I don't really remember typing that... what I remember is getting drunk, getting mostly sober, getting drunk again in my room, and then i remember talking to a friend online until 5 AM because he didn't think I would make it up my ladder until then. But it's true, Guinness is, in fact, loverly. And rum, and vodka. Them, too. And the fact that I don't get hangovers. *happydance*

    • Oh, dorm life

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      I have made several decisions today:

      1. There should not be thermostats in individual dorm rooms.
      Provision 1.a: If (1) is not adhered to, then there should be a qualification to the housing application where you specify whether you prefer rooms to be warm or cool; roommates should be assigned accordingly.

      2. The unit "times when to not slam windows shut" includes: When your roommate is in the middle of making the statement "It's amazing outside!"

      3. I am kind of passive-aggressive.

      Edit -- Please know, my roommate was the one who slammed the window shut, and I was the one who was saying "It's amazing outside!"

    • w00t

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      ...I can do a jig. Seriously. Like, the actual steps, to music. Well, not right now, because I have an annoying blister on my toe from learning how to do a jig tonight in my Irish step class. But once the blister goes away, I will be able to. This is important because:

      FLOGGING MOLLY is coming to Notre Dame in April! And it's FREE! I'm thrilled about this. Seriously. *excited little shiver*

      Another thing I'm excited about is the fourpack of Guinness that currently resides in my fridge. I didn't get to drink on St. Patrick's Day (it was unfortunate), so I want to make up for it this weekend. Maybe not as much as I did the week after we got back from Christmas break, but that is not a story I feel like telling right now.

      I'm going to go do the homework I've been procrastinating now.

      <3 chelle

    • THIS IS THE JOURNAL

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      Hey hey, so I posted my Sugar Bowl rant in the previous journal, because it is long. Very long. And if you don't care, you now get to decide to not read.

      Anyway. I've been swamped, as per usual. Right now, though, I'm in a lull -- I don't have much homework this week, since I just got done with break, and I find myself wanting things to do. So... blogging!

      First off, I got this done:
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      It's fun, I enjoy it. It's called a conch piercing. That's my actual ear. Yes, it hurt. Like a bitch. But I like it. I'd like to get either a daith, or potentially a rook-to-helix industrial, which would hurt like more of a bitch. I also want some regular cartilage. But I'm pretty much done until graduation, since my parents (who are currently footing part of my tuition bill, and will stop doing so if I displease them) won't approve of either of the other things, and I want to be balanced with my piercings on either side of my face.

      Um... I'm an English major now? I was premed for a while... then I remembered why I like reading so much, lol. Also, I watched my friend Danny nearly kill himself last semester during finals week. Premed kids have to take genetics and orgo at the same time first semester of sophomore year. This year, the finals were Wednesday and Thursday. That week, Danny didn't shave, showered twice, and had his roommate bring him all of his food. I went to see him on Thursday morning (four hours before his orgo test started) because I knew he was leaving Friday morning, and he looked really stressed. He got an A in both classes, but... :-/ I don't want to do that. Ever.

      Other than that, I'm basically the same. Really. No new boys, no new random facts. Still vaguely hate the one roommate. Still play trombone. Still crazy as hell.

      give us a kiss and maybe we can go out
      it’s hard to miss you when you follow us about
      buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola
      we’ll get you there in some filthy big gondola
    • THIS IS A RANT

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      The Sugar Bowl, overall, went well. By which I mean "it was awesome to be in New Orleans because New Orleans kicks ass, and I got drunk the night before the game, and the trip was fun." I don't mean "the game was a lot of fun," because it wasn't.

      <rant>

      Bowls are supposed to be semi neutral. To me, 65-35 ish is about the max you can push that... anything more may as well be a home game for one of the teams. That's not fair.

      I'd like to clarify -- I went to a bowl game that I was 90% sure my team would lose. LSU was better than Notre Dame. I admitted it before the game. I say 90% sure because sometimes the team decides to pull one out of their asses. But I definitely expected to have fun.

      Unfortunately, I'm spoiled. At ND, we're nice. If you ask us where something is, we just tell you. We invite you to Mass in the Basilica after the game (it's a big deal, I've been). If you yell "ND sucks!" at someone, you've got equal chances of hearing "<insert your team here> sucks," and "Well, you're entitled to your opinion." (Well.... maybe not that nice.) But we're pretty much content to not rage at you. That's what the football players are for. They're a lot more muscley, they can rage better.

      Because of this bizarre niceness amid ND fans at home games, the band is spoiled. We expect to be treated the way our fans treat other bands.

      Well. On the day of the game, I got up (hungover... curse you, Hand Grenades!) at eight AM, got my ass into uniform like I was supposed to, went to the band rehearsal that we had to go to, and then proceeded to sit around, explore the Superdome, be exhausted, and generally be bored out of our minds for 14 hours. We were kinda annoyed, and ready to watch some football.

      The unfortunate thing is that we've realized that we're going to sit on the damn folding chairs, on the field, behind TV cameras and the teams. We're pissed. Nobody likes that. At this point, though, we're just thinking "We'll just stand on the chairs."

      Game time rolls around. It is immediately apparent that there will be no chair standing occurring on these security folks' watch. We're kinda pissed, because we have to watch on the JumboTron. Domers aren't fans of JumboTrons. We don't have one (thanks, NBC), and we don't like 'em. We like to watch our live football with no commercials. So being forced to watch the game on the JumboTron was disappointing. Oh, well, we're here, right? Let's have fun!

      Pregame was acceptable. This, however, is where the "neutral site" bit of my rant comes into play. The Superdome is fucking huge. It was at least 80% full with LSU fans. At least. Everything was yellow and purple. LSU shouldn't have been playing in Louisiana. Not fair. Away game pregame shows are kind of exhilirating, though, and my favorite image from the entire trip is: they were announcing the band, and all the LSU fans were booing us. We've been taunted by the fans since we lined up (15 minutes before) and couldn't move because we were at attention. (For the first five minutes, it's a cool feeling to just ignore them, but then you start getting angry, and then you start raging at the rules that don't let you go up to the dumbass white trash idiot who thinks that by insulting you, he will make the football players suck, and punch that guy in the face.) Suddenly, up on the Jumbo Tron, which we can all see, there is the face of our drum major. We love and hate our drum major, but in that second, he was our favorite person, because in the middle of all the shit that was being yelled, Brad Fleming is up on the screen, grinning like there's nowhere he'd rather be. I did a dance inside.

      First half was okay. Halftime was okay.

      The second half was ridiculous.

      As you will recall, we were watching the game on the JumboTron. We had accepted this. Then they evidently forgot how to run the JumboTron properly. We missed entire plays because of commercials, we were treated to several excellent views of Brady Quinn or Jamarcus Russell that lasted long after the ball had disappeared from their respective possessions, and several times they decided that showing replays of the uninteresting play that just happened instead of what was happening at that second.

      LSU had just scored the TD that put them at 30something points. There wasn't much time left. We were going to lose. No argument.

      Then someone threw a beer bottle and hit a trumpet player in the head. Superdome security did nothing, even though a large number of the people behind us, people wearing both purple and green, were pointing to the guilty parties (who left soon after they realized that they had just attracted the hatred of 360 people who were armed with instruments). They did nothing. When Tina, our nice secretary, told them what happened, they looked at her and said "That is your problem." (She's an imaginative cusser, nice secretary lady Tina is.) When the New Orleanscop who was assigned to be in charge of our security in New Orleans heard about it, he proceeded to yell at about six different security people. Meanwhile, Josh the trumpet has finally stopped bleeding.

      So the game wasn't so fun. New Orleans? Fantastic. The game? Not so much.

      </rant>

    • A shiny thing

      12 years ago

      MeChelle

      This is what I did.

      DSCF0419.jpg

      It's called a conch piercing. That is, in fact, my ear. And I will be back later. Rehearsal calls.

    • Final stretch......

      12 years ago

      MeChelle
      Listen to the wind blow
      Down comes the night
      Run in the shadows
      Damn your love
      Damn your life
      Break the silence
      Damn the dark
      Damn the light....


      I'm listening to that at the moment... it's good moody music.

      I'm on the last stretch of my finals... I've already scraped through calc and chem with reasonable grades, and Spanish today, while it could have gone far better, could also have gone far worse. So it all evens out. Hopefully I'll come out with a GPA that's over a 3 this time... although that's questionable, since I think I have two C's. Curse calculus!

      By the way, I have officially switched to an English major. I'm taking "Beginning Logic" for my math class next semester... it's thrilling. Math for words people! I've also heard that it does wonders for your philo grade.... which is exciting because I'm taking that next year.

      Let's see... I seem to type a lot of journals instead of studying for psych tests. It's a strange pattern. I wonder what class will take psych's place as "ultimate procrastination tool" next semester?

      In other news, my Jamaican roommate is still getting on my nerves (she talks on the phone at 3AM, regularly and loudly, and then gets mad when I come back home at 5PM and make a normal amount of noise.... people sleep at 3AM! People do not sleep at 5PM!)... my Latin roommate sort of broke up with her boyfriend today (by which I mean he tried to break up with her over MSN and she refused to let him by writing "NO" and logging off, because, in her words, "We've been dating for a year and ten months, you don't break up over MSN!).... I only have one final left, which is psychology, and which I am not studying for at the moment, which I may or may not regret tomorrow. But I'm just so tired of words and learning and everything... I want it to end. I want to go home and do nothing. And then do nothing some MORE. And then maybe some more. And then work... and then do nothing. It will be fantastic.

      So I'm going to New Orleans (pronounced "Nawlins"), right? For the Sugar Bowl. (Go Irish! Beat Tigers!) I'm from the Omaha, NE metro area. I'm flying out of Omaha's airport to go to New Orleans... but I'm hitting a connecting flight in, of all places, DENVER, COLORADO. Now, I don't know much about flying planes. But I'm fairly certain that "Omaha to New Orleans via Denver" is not the quickest way to do it.

      Other Sugar Bowl news -- there is a sweet group on Facebook for the bands of the Sugar Bowl, ie, LSU and ND. A friend of mine named Alicia has, unfortunately, already made an enemy via internet on this group.... Granted, some of her comments were unnecessary, but most of the unnecessary ones were in retaliation to this other girl's comments about Notre Dame as a school, Notre Dame's band, the Irish Guard (why would you make fun of ten gigantic people, specifically nine hugely tall and muscular men and Tess, the Guard girl? Are you a freaking IDIOT?), and Alicia as a person. It's slightly ridiculous. *sigh*

      Here's a final thought for you, courtesy of Mr. Matt Merten of the University of Notre Dame, a song called "Jack Kerouac..."

      I hit the road, Jack
      And didn't come back no more
      Cause my life is a bore
      Mr. Kerouac
      The world is a knockin'
  • About Me

  • Comments (60)

    • DeadAmaranth

      12 years ago

      You jammed to it immediately, and I composed it immediately (meaning, in twenty seconds or so).

      Sounds like a fair deal to me! smiley8.gif

    • yelnocp FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold TNETENNBA

      12 years ago

      No kidding. Didnt even know there was a Leprechaun on them ti'l i felt the patch through my pants.

    • yelnocp FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold TNETENNBA

      12 years ago

      I just found out that I have a pair of Notre Dame boxer shorts! You are the onlyperson I know that goes to ND, so, strange as it sounds, it made me think of you.

      [/bizarro comment of the day]

    • WickeeWickee FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold

      12 years ago

      thats cool that you're getting to go... not so much that you're busing there then strait back. that wont be a fun ride. i'll be there, of course all i'll have to do is walk back to my apt, which is like 10 mins, so not quite the same, haha

      Post edited 3/24/07 9:11PM

    • yelnocp FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold TNETENNBA

      12 years ago

      I dont think its the Hindenburg.
      its something like the Graf Zeppelin

    • Lanturn

      12 years ago

      you aught to get a new tv, or a tv card for your computer.

    • solaris008

      12 years ago

      I can relate to that, there are tons of people want to shoot me for the same thing!

    • solaris008

      12 years ago

      In the flank eh? Probably a good thing they never found it.

    • Frankfurter

      12 years ago

      I was scissors.

      Well from your description, it sounded like you were scary scissors. Then again, I'm looking up at the pictures from the party and it looks more like you were attacked by scissors.

      Where are the big (presumably) blue handles and long silver blades?

      Still a good costume, though.

    • theteal1

      12 years ago

      So, I saw you guys crush Navy this morning, because the Michigan game wasn't on tv. Were you there?

    • Huberstank

      12 years ago

      Good stuff. One of my athletes is a big ND fan and he was at the Stanford game. I mentioned I knew of someone in the band and he said you and your fellow bandmates put on quite a show and rocked! So kudos to you.

    • theteal1

      12 years ago

      So, who's number two in the Big Ten, and who's not?

      Go maize and blue!

    • Tuba_Nerd

      12 years ago

      I'll accept only this once because you're cool. smiley1.gif

    • Huberstank

      12 years ago

      well thanks for the wonderful lil notes and you've been tagged for the game officially now.

    • jaypife

      12 years ago

      yeah i am...and you're at notre dame?...that's impressive

    • Lanturn

      12 years ago

      Penn State fans can get out of control, we croud surf bleachers. I'm a freshmen and I've already come close to getting into a fight at a game, luckily I had numbers on my side.
      Basements rock. I'm not a big fan of sunlight unless I'm outside. I got stuck on the 1st floor the dorm, which is the second. I'd have to say appartements are alot better than dorms.

    • Lanturn

      12 years ago

      crap, Notre Dame student. you guys whuped us good.

    • Duste

      12 years ago

      Very yes.

    • Duste

      12 years ago

      Don't get me wrong; I've got the poster.. but they were apparently first made for t-shirts, then turned into posters.

      Like it matters, it's amazing stuff.

    • Duste

      12 years ago

      I believe so, yes. It's a shame it was made for shirts rather than full out print.

    • Tarion914

      12 years ago

      Hah yeah I know. I was so amazed when I saw it. Now all I ever see is the 'evil' part of it. smiley7.gif

    • DeadAmaranth

      12 years ago

      I've read all of the Kushiel Trilogy. Hope you like it. Phèdre is definitely a unique and memorable character. smiley8.gif

    • Frankfurter

      12 years ago

      Nope, you have the new picture from where I'm sitting. I guess Indiana is just taking a while to adjust...silly Indiana.

      And of course I'm psychic about facebook. Shoot, I had a child molester photo of myself that I put on facebook because I understand it's intricacies.

      ...Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm not really psychic. Just a guy who guess pretty well and then uses big words like "intricacies" when he gets a guesses correctly.

      Oh, by the way. I hope you enjoy Notre Dame. But if you don't, you can always do like Paul Mainieri (Notre Dame's former baseball coach) and come down here.

    • mizzle

      12 years ago

      Me, too. That's why I bought it.

    • cold_arrow

      12 years ago

      Kushiel's Scion, came out late last month I think.

    • cold_arrow

      12 years ago

      Yes, I am totally a fan! I only just got into them through a friend, and read all 4 over the weekend.

    • yelnocp FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold TNETENNBA

      12 years ago

      just a band? Maybe you're used to it, but thats HUGE to me. I can only think of a few times when there was an audience that big (and I was in 'em)
      Anyway, its pretty cool

    • Tarion914

      12 years ago

      Yeah, I lost my star awhile ago. But what was once lost is found again.

    • Parallax

      13 years ago

      Thanks for the compliment on the horn. Although dissapointing, I understand why you wouldn't be able to take a mouthpiece like that to college. A lot of professors and personal instructors will advise what mouthpieces are appropriate for the enviroments in which you play based upon your personal tendencies (I knew a tuba player who had to use four different mouthpieces for different enviroments... expensive!).

      What kind of music do you enjoy to play?

    • Tarion914

      13 years ago

      Yeah, sure, it was the whole site you ignored. I know what you really mean.

      Exercise? Really? I never knew that.

      Also, you left out one restaurant. Swiss Chalet smiley0.gif .

      Post edited 5/02/06 4:26PM

    • Frankfurter

      13 years ago

      My first thought when the page loaded was "WHAT!?!?! I usually make sure to not watch anybody who puts these pictures everywhere!"

      I attempt to surprise at every turn.

    • IIARESII

      13 years ago

      Thnx smiley0.gif

    • Tarion914

      13 years ago

      Ugh...bad thoughts...

    • Frankfurter

      13 years ago

      You are welcome

    • Frankfurter

      13 years ago

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    • Tarion914

      13 years ago

      Working on it eh? I'll tell ya what, I'll send you my webcam smiley8.gif .

    • Tarion914

      13 years ago

      Isn't it about time to get an actual pic of you? smiley8.gif

    • pimpman07

      13 years ago

      Hey, What's goin on. I need some votes,
      Go here to vote Flipdeck182 Mod Contest
      P.S. You can vote up to 5 times, so.......
      vote 5 times.....
      for me.
      I share.....
      If you don't like voting that's good also.
      just go to my pictures on my profile and laugh alot.

    • BenPWarner

      13 years ago

      why yes, yes it is a halo ed. X-Box

    • realdeal_55

      13 years ago

      No, trombone is NOT > Euphonium.

      However, I will settle a little bit and say Euphonium > Trombone
      Better?
      : P

    • MeChelle

      13 years ago

      Everyone will eventually. ;)

    • Tarion914

      13 years ago

      And I bow to thee smiley8.gif .

    • Tarion914

      13 years ago

      Yes, but the true solution is this: If you do not sleep, you will not sleep in. No sleeping in=no rush. You will then not go blind because of the dirt on the contacts.

    • foob2011

      13 years ago

      Your instrument is blocking your head and face.
      I can't SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

    • foob2011

      13 years ago

      No, I means you have to eat your own face.

    • foob2011

      13 years ago

      Welcome back to RvB, even though I see you've been back for a while, lol....I thought you had left for good.

    • Prittykitty1

      13 years ago

      Its a fantastic book. smiley0.gif Really, one of his best, I think. smiley0.gif And from me, that's really saying something. smiley0.gif

    • Zylo

      13 years ago

      So what all do you read?

    • yell0wsn0w

      13 years ago

      No problem.

    • Niner

      13 years ago

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