Ok, I will write a proper blog later, becuase I have a few interesting things to share from today, but first, here's a little gem I got from Shauno. He'd jsut explained the entire history of drugs to me (which has it's own very funny parts) when he decided to enlighten me further with this (msn names edited out):

Stickman Shauno :: Plz to spoon says:
omfg I heard the best conspiracy theory

The Ayrans were really a race from mars that arrived here 6000 years ago, and they got on with the native, equally evolved d00dz here. They came here from mars because they were fleeing a bunch of 4th dimensional aliens called 'reptilians', who constantly ate them for their exlierating blood. So they're chilling here for 2000 years, then the reptilians come back, and secretly take control of the world, through 13 super-families.

So these 13 families that kinda control the world can shapeshift back and forth out of reptilian states and they come from another frequency of existance, a pure evil one.  They constantly take part in these insane rituals like blood drinking, soul eating. And like, they raise children and condition and brainwash them, and ue us in rituals. Because they lack a 3rd eye, and spiritual power, to call out the names of The Old Ones, they need a human.

[At this point I ask gently where the proof for this theory is to whcih Shauno replies "uum I can't think of proof"]

The whole preserving the Ayran race thing that hitler was on about? It's cause they taste better, and their blood gets the reptiles more high.

The royal family? Reptiles.

George bush? reptile too.

THE QUEEN MOTHER is a reptile.

Henery kissinger

and Diana? [as in Princess] She was a sacrifice performed by these reptilian d00dz. She really had an unborn reptile-child. She crashed into the 13th pillar of that tunnel, on the 31st, because they form the number and miror number of Isis. And the sacrifice of 3, the father-mother-child was to the Old Ones

it's TOTALLY WHACKED OUT

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Well, I can't say I belive it, but you gotta admit, that one crazy cool story. So I say, Yay for drugs (or reptiles...)

Delilah, if you read this, ‘member the pool is at 10! Call me early kay?

Does music kill you like it kills me? Have you felt the explosive paralysis the first strains of a familiar loved song can bring? Do you feel that tightening in the chest when you hear a chorus? Is it impossible to stop your self from hopping and skipping and spinning, even when you fall over?

*sigh* I love music.

I’ve been listening to a few gems I found hidden in an obscure file on my computer as I made cookies tonight.

Christmas is *so* expensive, I don’t know how anyone can afford it! I bought my dad a present, but I couldn’t afford anything for Fran or Ben, let alone my cousins/uncle/aunt/nona. I want to get mum the new Leunig (sp?) book, but it’s nearly $30! I’ll try to get it anyway. I still need money to buy Rosie’s present, but that can maybe wait till later in the hols. Here I am saying money is tight, when Mr Morris is paying up to do his files (although mentally I have already spent that money on The Watchers Guide Vols 1&2). Still, that money wouldn’t pay for presents for The Grammer Boys. So I’m making some cookies for them for Christmas.

I wish they still made “Macadamia Choc Chip Fudge” cookie mix, but they don’t *whinge*. I’m going with “Triple Choc Chip” it doesn’t have macadamia nuts, but it’s still pretty good. I hope they taste alright. Delilah is making truffles from scratch. *So* much more impressive than my punny presents! But I spose in a way they are more her boys than mine. Besides, it’s the thought that counts right? We’re gonna give them our presents together anyway, though Delilah will have to admit to making the hardcore truffles, and I will have to admit that I made the packet mix cookies.

Not that I’m knocking packet mix, trust me, I live of the stuff.

Today’s Quote:

“I just talked to Buffy, and yeah, I think she's feeling a little... insane. No,
not bitchy crazy, more like homicidal maniac crazy. So I told her to come
see you, 'kay?” – Willow (BtVS, S4, “Living Conditions”)

Today’s Song:
“Dancing in the Moonlight” By someone.
Because I like dancing in the lamplight.

Today’s Number:
6, because I dropped sick cookies but saved one!

Man vs Mechanic-Grass-Clipping-Beast; the war has waged for eons. But today, at 5:00 in my front yard, I put an end to that battle, and made peace.

I've been kinda affraid of lawn-mowers for a long time, mostly becuase they have those large gnarly blades that spin and chop, but today I overcame my fears (for a small fee) and mowed the lawn. I feel good, becuase I descovered lawn mowers are nothing to bne afraid of, in fact they're kinda tidious.

Today's quote is:
"You're never too old for senior prom" -Strawberry Idol

Today's Song is:
"Mercury" by Counting Crows
for the lines
"She'll change so suddenly,
she's just like mercury.
Yeah. but she's all right with me"

Todays number is:
26, becuase I spent $26 on my ballet slippers and i'm telling mum they were $30

“What’s the first line?”

A Much better acceptance speech than Fantasia’s “I broke me shoe.”

So Casey won. Good for her =P I liked them both. I think in my heart, I feel Anthony if a better singer, but Casey was the one who should (and did) win.

But listen to me talk like I care. I honestly don’t. I like this show for two reasons.
1.The single is good. I’m gonna get it.

2. It’s my only chance to see American Idol again. And I love that show.

 “What’s the first line?”

Yeah, it was a bit of a beautiful exchange if you ask me =)

There is something incredibly beautiful about our country’s unofficial national anthem. A song about a thief, who stole a sheep, and who jumps in the river when the police find him, because he would rather die than go to jail. This man is our hero and frankly I couldn’t be prouder to be an Australian when I hear that song.

*might not wanna read this if you’re a Spuffy shipper, or if you get bored easy. What a ramble ^^; *

Angel: You still my girl?
Buffy: Always.

So I’m making this icon… a B/A icon from that last perfect kiss in “End of Days.” Suddenly, I’m overwhelmed.

How do you say everything that that picture captures? It’s not just a kiss, it’s like… the kiss. The kiss in season 7. Think our ship is dead? Not likely! You can’t kill destiny! You can’t sink fate! This is Forever (and that’s the whole point *wink*). These kids are meant to be! It’s season 7, it’s the end, the big final finish. And here is Angel, appearing form the darkness as always, fighting the fight as always, and kissing his girl as always. It could have walked out of season 2, but because it’s season 7, and there’s goodbyes and comebacks and other loves (pale in comparison), it’s *so* much better!

And best of all is the kiss. You can say “Their time has passed” you can say “she’s over him” or “he’s moved on.” But put them together for ten seconds and what do you get? A KISS!!!!  A BIG-SMOOCHY-FLUFFY-BUNNY KISS!!! (Sorry Anya for the bunny reference, but it had to be said). How many ways can you look at it? How much can I say? THEY KISS!! For gawds sake. And I’m looking at this icon, and a million and one great quotes are running through my head; “in 243 years, I’ve loved exactly one person” “I’ll never forget” “I loved him more than anything I will ever love in this life.” “Forever, that’s the whole point” (and those are just the ones that remind me of forever…). As I try to put a gradient I like over this icon, I can’t help seeing a million other B/A kisses flooding past my eyes.

So B/A is over, eh? They’re not meant to be?

Then *why* have this scene? Why have them kiss? Why does Buffy *bask* in Angel’s reappearance? Why does Angel act like a 12 year old? And *why* does he walk away with practically a promise of “one day.”?

Children, it’s plain as day. Buffy + Angel = Love. True Forever-kinda Love.

And even my 15 minutes of rambling can’t sum it up. A picture paints a thousand words, but really to capture all of this you need about a zillion pictures and 7 seasons of BtVS. Bangel shippers, I leave you with my pitiful homage to the effulgent destiny that is Buffy and Angel; a reasonable icon.

Feel like calling a Scooby?

Well, you can =) Here’s a few numbers and addresses in case you wanted to bother the Sunnydale Slayerettes or the Fang Gang in LA.

Angel Investigations: (213) 555-0162
Buffy Summers (work) : (803) 555-0101
Dawn Summers (cell) : (803) 555-0195
The Magic Box: (803) 555-8966
Wolfram and Hart (phone): (213) 555-0044
Wolfram and Hart (fax): (213) 555-0133
Wolfram and Hart (telex): 8XZ-BRB
Xander Harris (work) (803) 555-0163

but the best phone number has got to be::: Sunnydale Docks: (803) 555-FISH (555- *FISH*)

Or if you’d rather snail mail the scobbies try:

Angel Investigations
Hyperion Hotel
Los Angeles, California

Cordelia Chase
Apartment #212
Los Angeles, California

Riley Finn, Forrest Gates and Graham Miller (and the Initiative)
Lowell House
University of California, Sunnydale
Sunnydale, California

Rupert Giles
Building # 4616
Sunnydale, California

The Magic Box
5124 Maple Court
Sunnydale, California

Willow Rosenberg & Buffy Summers
Stevenson Hall, Room 214
University of California, Sunnydale
Sunnydale, California

Buffy, Dawn & Joyce Summers
1630 Revello Drive
Sunnydale, California

Wolfram and Hart
Offices in: New York, Los Angeles, Paris, London, Rome and Cairo

Taken from: http://www.imjustsayin.net/indemnity/addressbook.html