MOOP!

This bridge was written
to make you feel smitten
With my sad picture
of girl getting bitter
Oh can you extract me
from my plastic fantasy
I didn't think so
But I'm still convincible
Will you persist
Even after I bet you
A million dollars
That I'll never love you
And will you persist
even after I kissed you
goodbye for the last time
will you keep on trying

to prove that I'm dying
to lose it, I'm losing
my confidence
I want it
I want it
I want it
I want it
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want to
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want a
I want a
I...want...a...
I......want......a......
coin operated boy

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'When normal people get stressed, they eat more and sleep more and drink more caffinee and punch things, and work out their stress in rational ways. When I get stressed, I write. Come to think of it, when I get happy I write. And sad. And angry. Oh bollocks, writing is my comfort food, isn't it?'

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Hehehe, more flistspam! You poor poor people, you didn't sign up for this. But that's the beauty of having a livejournal --I can write all sorts of loads and loads of shit, and I'll just assume you'll skip it if you aren't interested. Or something. You should still all go vote in my poll so I know to get you a Holiday card.

Allfornow.

~Sor
MOOP!

ToPost:
Nettiquite question involving changing security level
Bit of ramble on certain phraseology
Something else from my notebook
ToDo lists
Aig, stress!

On a stalk-tastic whim, I went poking around and found a friends blag from nearly six years ago. I am officially fascinated.

What did you lots old blags look like? Have you just been on elljay forever? I know my mom has, I believe I've read all her old entries, but not recently.

How about stylistic differences? My 2004 era entries sound *very* differently from 2006, and even the last year or so has changed somewhat in tone. One of the things I was doing on Seren was rereading through my entire livejournal and keeping a list of "interesting posts". Why I didn't do this sensibly, say, by tagging things, I don't know. I think it has something to do with Sorcy being stupid.

Sorry, did I go computerbitter? Oops.

Anyways. Where's your old writin's? I promise I'm not *much* of a stalker. *fg*

~Sor
MOOP!

(Disclaimer: I'm actually really not much of a stalker. I like learning things about people, because it entertains me, but I'm not generally that good at looking them up for my own.)