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yes, its me folks!  itangowithtoasters Age. 34 Gender. Female Ethnicity. white Location Federal Way, WA School. Other » More info. And the Survey says...
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Anchorman -Ron Burgandy: I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. -Ron Burgundy: 1000, 1001, 1002, 1003. Wow, I can hardly lift my right arm I did so many. I don't know if you heard me, but I did over 1000. -Brick Tamland: I ate a big, red candle. -Ron Burgundy: Go back to your home on Whore Island -Brian Fantana: They've done studies, you know. Sixty percent of the time it works, every time. Napoleon Dynamite -Kid on Bus: What are you gonna do today, Napoleon? Napoleon: Whatever I feel like I wanna do, gosh! -Napoleon: I see you're drinking 1% milk. Is that because you think you're fat? Because you're not. You could probably be drinking whole milk. -Pedro: If I win, you can be my secretary or something. Napoleon: Sweet! -Deb: I'm trying to raise money to go to college. Kip: Your mom goes to college. The Breakfast Club -Andrew: Hey! If I lose my temper, you're totalled, man. Bender: Totally? Andrew: Totally. - Bender: Screws fall out all the time, the worlds' an imperfect place. -Bender: What do you guys do in your club? Brian: In physics we, uh, we talk about physics, uh, properties of physics. John Bender: So it's sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right? -Brian: Chicks cannot hold their smoke, that's what it isn . Song currently stuck in my head
Yellowcard .:Rough Draft:. Like a Saturday night I'll be gone Like a Saturday night I'll be gone Before you knew that I was there So you wrote it down I'm supposed to care Even though it's never there Sorry if I'm not prepared Is it hard to see the things you substitute For me and all my thoughts of you It's eating me alive to leave you Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong But so is your blank stare in lieu of this song Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song I'm breathing in your skin tonight Quiet is my loudest cry Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside And if it's healthier to leave you be May a sickness come and set me free Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me I'm finding my own words, my own little stage My own epic drama, my own scripted page I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear From the start it was shaky and the characters rash, A nice setting for heartache where emotions come last All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire Are friendly intentions and fairweather smiles And I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song Like Saturday night I'll be gone Like Saturday night I'll be gone Like Saturday night I'll be gone Like Saturday night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there | And there's one thing I can do nothing about Friday. 8.27.04 1:09 am Oh, what a great song. Today was aight. went to eds practice from 6-6:45. then to the high school. woo, i'm tired. We got our stuff. well, some of our stuff. bags with jerseys socks and warmups in them. and wowza.. they are really nice. i wonder if we are keeping them... that would be crazy because they are probablly expensive. but they are like NEW. with tags and stuff. i unno. school is very soon. i mean orientation is NEXT WEEK! this summer went by way too fast. i miss it already. is it weird that i've been eating the trail mix and a glass of milk before bedtime for the last couple of days? well... i haven't been eating all of the trail mix. for some odd reason i only eat the raisins and peanuts. maybe an almond here and there. sometimes i make a little sandwhich out of two peanut halfs and a raisin... I am such a dork.  I dont know what shoes I shall get for school yet... i want to get etnies again. but i've had like 4(maybe 3) pairs of those. eh, i dont care. they are comfy on my feeties. Don't you just hate it when people like pour too much salt on their food. i mean, i could live without salt, personally. i dont need it. sometimes it it nice on things that are really BLAH. my dad like pours soooo much salt on french fries and popcorn and what not. gag. french fries goes good with ketchup popcorn goes good with butter no salt needed.  I don't really want to kill him. ...but it might be amusing to kill a pirate/elf.  Well, i'm tired. tired is a sign that i should go to sleep. i think thats how it works... later days.  ...this isn't very nice. 1 Comments. ugh
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