Sound familiar?

http://www.english.upenn.edu/~afilreis/50s/mccarran-act-intro.html

To reinstall

WinZip
Winamp
Y!
MSN
ICQ
AIM
Acrobat Reader

Darkside would laugh.

I'm tough and I take my job seriously. It's a

pity my job never reciprocates. I can also

be stubborn to the point of stupidity.

Take the Trigun personality quizlet
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Fwd: Empire Strikes Back - 2nd Revised Edition

Someone got a hold of a script detailing the next round of Revisionist Editing Lucas is planning for Episode V.

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A furious light sabre duel is under way. DARTH VADER is backing LUKE SKYWALKER toward the end of the gantry. A quick move by Vader chops off Luke's hand! It goes spinning off into the ventilation shaft. Luke looks round, but realizes there's nowhere to go but straight down.

DARTH VADER: "Obi Wan never told you what happened to your father."

LUKE: "He told me enough! He told me you killed him!"

DARTH VADER: "No! I am your father!"

LUKE: "No, that's not true! That's impossible."

DARTH VADER: "Search your feelings; you know it to be true."

LUKE: "NO!"

DARTH VADER: "Yes, it is true and you know what else? You know that queer brass droid of yours?"( Read more... )

Slowly but surely, cleaning up and throwing out

Latest casualty of my cleaning spree? The layer of [soap + unidentifiable]-scum in the shower. And the [water + better left unidentified]-stain in the toilet. And the bathroom floor.

And the letters to and from Mama in my email box. I may bleep out those of sufficient interestingness for personally identifiable materials (well, anybody with a good sense of research could figure out my mother's identity fairly fast just from what's been posted in this journal, but no need to make it easy) and make them public, especially my letters to her. There are currently 266 emails back and forth in the letterbox, since I moved to Arizona in 2000. Late 2000, might I add.

Updates

I'm putting some of my legacy journals into LJ, to consolidate them all into one place. They're archived on CD as well. I'm backdating them; they won't be showing up on friends list. I may refer to them from point to point.

Looking back, I was his bitch.

I was his complete and total bitch. (regarding Jan/feb 1997) And I was aware of it! I was conscious that I was not operating entirely under my own free will; I was choosing to have my will be subservient to his.

I'm better off now, though possibly no saner.

And I baked tater tots just now. Thought you'd like to know.

Dammit.

Sucks to be interrupted in the middle of your workout by people coming to lock up. Damn. I'd been going for fifteen, twenty minutes by then, and had the intent of working my way through the whole Village People CD.