half-wit.

so much can be said in so little.

holy shit.

someone must bring something to cover trishs face so she doesnt snore. what a mood killer.

*crosses legs*

what was that?

thoughts of you linger at the back of my mind always my love.

so close, yet so far

no i just want to be the smushy stuff in the oreo cookie.

no. *cries*

why jeff, why?

there's room in my bed for three. share and share a like.

pff apparantly heather p is your new ho. first agent yogurt now heather and WHERE DOES THAT LEAVE ME?

i'm nodoby's ho.

someone pimp me.

i'm enjoying being evasive... why?

kitkat, that's not very plur of you.

why so interested in my opinion all of a sudden deamoned? what are you advocating?

deamoned: i like to call that story, "the day plur broke".

because it's unrealistic and utopian and fueled by ecstacy consumption?

You say you love, say you love me
But you’re never there for me, yeah, mmm...hmm...
You’ll be cryin’, slowly dyin’
When I decide to leave, oh, oh

All we do is make up
Then break up
Why don’t we wake up
And see

When love hurts
It won’t work
Maybe we need some time alone
We need to let it breathe

*tips hat to jeff*

a scottypee live webcast.

plur is no more real than the easter bunny or santa claus.

iin spiritu.

i'm not jaded. i keep it real.

ketamine happened to plur.

hi!

ok kids, saw the show last night, if you don't like drugs but don't mind an out of body experience - GOOOOO TO THE SHOW. last performance is tonight.

intense is the best way to describe it.

long live elektrafest.

me-fucking-ow.

the end was a deliberate attempt to cram in twenty minutes of meaning to movie based entirely on action.

the third one, i have hope for. reloaded was a filler.

other sarah. :)

hi!

somesay - 2000 01

(whole damned album, but mostly the pop-tart song).

so do i . wtf.

ultra fagfag.

i was going to but sarah never called me back, so i went to the mountain instead.

castle. this summer. trespassing. u'r in. i'm in.

jon's doing oil changes!!!

ahahaha...ah...ha. *wipes tear*

lindsay you going to the castle?

i love 2.5 second conversations with people i don't like.

shit you still talk to that guy lindsay?

when's jess coming home?

but its not just a donut, its a beignet. BAYNYEH.

cawfee and baynyehes.

fuck jess, go get a tan. :p

tell me if its any better than sober mister penner.

so angry.

go eat a baby sweetcheeks.

munchmunch.

xmen united was better than the first imo.

dead sober.

me & mushrooms don't get along.
just like me & mary jane don't get along.
i start seeing forest spirits (those little white bubble headed things from princess mononoke) or think i'm little red riding hood. can't combine that with a poopy movie.

so evil, but sooosooo gooooood.

saw it last night, and apart from mentioning that this high caliber high budget action packed sequel has little to no plot, i'd also like to mention that there are only about 45 worthy minutes in this 2 and 1/2 hour movie.

if you've seen the animatrix in entirety (i'm not talking about the segments released on the web) you'll understand about the little dude at the beginning in zion, that i give my thumbs up to. and the old guy at the end. that is all.

otherwise i'm saddened and disappointed that the creator's have broken with tradition.

baaaaaa ha ha ha.

this thread is the cutest attempt at reforming a message board i've ever seen.

i'm with jeff, yay for indifference.

technodium broke a year ago because we were friends. then we grew up. the details are intimate. but it was the same as ravewave at one point, so i'll back kafwin on that. but the bar didnt have anything to do with how anyone else was treated. the bar was our own group's competition to beat post count.

things were simple then.

baa.

why do i always feel like im defending that place? shit.

killing time before work on a french keyboard that does not have ÉÉÉÉÉÉÈÀÈÇÇÇ

fuck.