polywolly

Not guilty. I've clipped them before, but always forget about them until after they expire. Stays up later than they should almost every night.

I am taking all Melody's annoyance and setting it on fire. I am now handing her a stick with a marshmallow on it, a Hershey bar, and a package of graham crackers. I am hoping smores will be a good way of sparking that stubborn muse.

That is a wonderful, and in my opinion, very accurate way to put it. My opinion on religion tends to be convoluted. Read StoryJunkie's so apt description above. However, I'll give it a shot. My maternal grandfather is Baptist Preacher, who has never once preached to me in all our many conversations throughout my life. My paternal grandparents forced my father to attend church every Sunday, no matter how crazy his mother was acting that day. If either of the above reasons attributed to the lack of religion in my childhood home, I am unaware. God was not a topic of conversation in our house. Over the course of several years when I became curious, I read the bible, the Koran, the Gnostic texts, formed some opinions... Right around the time I received my driver's license, my older brother--my only sibling--and I would discuss the subject from time to time. Much to our surprise, we found that we had formed some of the very same beliefs about God, the universe, the afterlife, and other such things. Later, upon a similar conversation with our Mom, we found out that she believes many of the same things as well. I believe this fact lends credence to the belief that we are all born with a sense of God, the energy given us by the Earth, whatever the higher/omnipotent/all-powerful being is called by whichever religion worships it. I was also raised to accept others as they are, whatever their race, creed, social standing, or sexual orientation. I agree with the comedian who said that when all the gay bashers go to heaven, God is going to ask them, "What were you doing to your gay brothers and sisters? Did I teach you nothing about love?" Perhaps I am alone in this, but that TBN channel on TV scares me. I watch sometimes out of morbid curiosity just to see what kind of closed-minded, bigoted bullshit will come spewing forth this time. Whenever I talk about religion, I'm reminded of the South Park episode where the announcer in hell says... "Mormon. Mormon was the correct answer." I don't believe there is a right or wrong answer, but I do know what I say to people who try their damnedest to get me to listen to them thump their latest edition of the King James version. If they tell me I'm going to hell, I tell them I already know. I also add that I've had my bags packed for years. Say it with a smile, the kind that says you know something that they don’t, and they sometimes go away quietly.

*blush* I feel so special... */blush* If your mother is your brother's sister and your brother is your nephew's cousin, you might be a Pure-blood. If hemophilia is the only reason you consider marrying outside of your immediate family, you might be a Pure-blood. If genealogists look at you and laugh, you might be a Pure-blood. If sneaking in late from your girlfriend's house means merely crossing the hall, you might be a Pure-blood. If helping your mother "clean out the cobwebs" does not involve a feather duster, you might be a Pure-blood. If Lucius Malfoy will actually give you the time of day, you might be a Pure-blood. Okay, just one more... If your first trip to the Healer's was to have that third arm removed from your neck, you might be a Pure-blood.

I voted for Ron as one of the two who will not see the epilogue. As for the character granted the reprieve, for personal reasons, I choose Snape. Please, JK, don't kill him off. I'll have a hell of a time explaining how he came back to life in all my post-book 7 fanfiction.

^ Somehow things I have any motivation to spare. < *looks back at finished, betaed, and yet unedited third edition of chapter 9* Yeah...motivation... < Is motivated, but also hungry, thirsty, and just remembered I forgot to eat dinner. V Forgets to eat sometimes too.

sad movie

Kia

Where do all fanfiction characters lose their virginity? Giant mushrooms and stolen candelabras.

Guilty. I've watched some strange things when bored, and I've almost never been entertained by them. Snuck into a club/bar/concert while underage.

I am telling EF that she should have stuck around 10 minutes longer. I am here now! I am only really 6 pages into a 27 page chapter I hope to post before the end of the weekend. I am telling myself to work on that instead of playing games. I am ignoring myself again. *puts fingers in ears* LalalalalalaIcan'thearyoulalalala

Nope. Just a wolly pollying. Does the forest teem with Enchanted Faery?

Neither have I. It's first on my list of "Places to Go Before I Die". I have never sued someone.

Edsel

^ Meant to say "hapi". < Knows how to speel beeter then yoo doo. V Is having trouble thinking of something clever to say, just like me.

Neither have I. Never had the funds. I have never owned a motorcycle.

I am thinking similar thoughts. I am aware that writing is what Saturdays are for.

Chevy

Yucky. (Damn you flood control...)

^ Has me confused with someone else. < Misspelled "joy" in 3rd grade spelling bee. Received forty lashes and a paddling. V Wishes their 3rd grade experience featured such punishments.

Guilty. Of course, I did that just last night, but my reasoning is more mature. I don't want the monsters to drag me UNDER the bed... Has felt silly when they realized they had been singing the wrong words to a song for a very, very long time.

...think of NERTY with chocolate-covered glee. The reason for acronyms is to ___________.

I am no longer allowed to giggle at the people at work when they ask, "Has he had any manual handling?"

^ Just told me how to spell said word. < Already knew, but was trying to be humble about it. V Like to show off by spelling random, 17 syllable words aloud in the frozen food section of the grocery.

Witches of Eastwick (movie spelled something like that)