LES MIS . . . Marissa Breaks It Down . . . Version 11 . . . The Good Ship Javert/Valjean . . .
You're Such A Lonely Child
Mmm, I forgot how much I liked and disliked this layout. It's JOJ and some random Javert that I should prolly look up. Philip Quast, maybe? Meh, I've no clue. Then again, the lack of inspiration below the pictures is kinda... sad.

Oh well. I've never been one to have things for parenthesis etc.

Mmm, Froot Loops. And yellow tickets of leave, etc. :D
07:41 a.m. - Wednesday, February 1, 2006

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...Don't look 'em in the eye...
:D

New layout from about a week or two ago.

No tag-board.

Les Mis.

JOJ.

I'm a happy Hota.
12:59 a.m. - Sunday, January 8, 2006

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Turned into Madness
Clearly, Madame Giry... Heh.

Odd how I like to post A) in the middle of the night and B) on Wednesdays. :D


That was pointless.
12:23 a.m. - Wednesday, November 9, 2005

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Ignorant fool!
Brother irking is fun. Especially when you find something out that's rather entertaining. :D

silveradoss13 (6:58:01 PM): marisa
poofed fondue (6:58:04 PM): josh
silveradoss13 (6:58:10 PM): what are you doing?
poofed fondue (6:58:15 PM): two s's , please
poofed fondue (6:58:31 PM): nothing of immediate importance, why?
silveradoss13 (6:58:32 PM): MARISSA
silveradoss13 (6:58:42 PM): what to hear something funny
poofed fondue (6:58:57 PM): sure
silveradoss13 (6:59:17 PM): there is a girl in my bio chem class that acts just like mom.
silveradoss13 (6:59:27 PM): well, when she is mad
poofed fondue (6:59:42 PM): and how'd you find this out?
silveradoss13 (6:59:46 PM): its so funny, I really have to keep myself from laughing.
poofed fondue (7:00:03 PM): just don't call her mom... she'd really explode then
silveradoss13 (7:00:09 PM): b/c she did really bad on a quiz we got back, got pissed and started up. just like mom
silveradoss13 (7:00:10 PM): hehe
silveradoss13 (7:00:56 PM): alright i have to go to a meeting
poofed fondue (7:01:05 PM): alrighty, have fun
silveradoss13 signed off at 7:01:11 PM.

Just thought I'd post.

School's started. Football team's worth watching this year. Spazzy uniforms. And all that jazz..
07:02 p.m. - Wednesday, September 28, 2005

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Learn to be Lonely
I swear, PPN spoils you. I never want to leave. Ever. :D

I mean, a forum filled with giggling phans, and two German boys that can write excellently? What's not to love?

The spam threads are rather entertaining.

Actually, school starts this Thursday. And I need to finish reading my summer book. Fast. By Tuesday is my personal deadline. Since I'm halfway through already, it shouldn't be too hard. Things are starting to spice up, being the second half and all. Still agonising, though. Hurray for missionary daughter angst! -__-

Anywho. Band camp. Tomorrow. Yech.
12:14 a.m. - Monday, August 8, 2005

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To see, To find the Man
If ever there were a person I'd imagine as the Phantom of the Opera it would be Mr. John Owen Jones. You haven't lived your Phantom fandom life until you've heard him angst.

JOJ knows his shampoo. XP


And this!

Actually, he just took off his hat, but it looks like he's in the shower. In his evening clothes. But shower none the less.

JOJ!
02:31 a.m. - Tuesday, July 19, 2005

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Cannot Fight
Stupid computer is acting like, well... a 'tard.

Oh well. I finally got my LEAP project supplies. Now I just need to get my five facts from my books and sites about Sumer and get started. Who'd'a thunk that ancient civilisations are that amusing?

The story is (hopefully) gonna be great. Pitting the two main cities and their gods against one another. Ea and El-lu are complete opposites, yet apart of the same culture. It's just asking for war, politics, and mythic battles. ^__^

I'm gonna write another story, more of a fanfiction really, about Persia. I have Wikipedia's articles on the Qajar Dynasty favourited, and a book about it's culture, back then, earlier, and now. And I have Susan Kay's Phantom on hold at the Lewisville Library.

Lucky thing I know who has it checked out right now! (I'm glaring at Kim's sister.)

And I have a rather ancient-new copy of Don Quixote out for fun. Ancient, because the word "choose" is spelled as "chuse". New, because it's newly printed and bound, which is why I got it. Still not sure if I'll suffer myself through it. I may get a different copy of it, that isn't as ye olde Englysh to Spanysh that is expos'd to thy sun.

Meh. One story I have to write and research for a project, another I'm going to do for fun (research and all), Don Quixote for fun, and The Poisonwood Bible for the above project.

Less fic reading for me.
01:10 a.m. - Tuesday, July 12, 2005

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Monsieur, I Bid You Welcome. . .
Did you think that I would harm her?

No, but, well, you'll most definately harm me. And, well... I'm not a 'monsieur,' either. Mademoiselle, if you please.



Told you he'd hurt me. XD
10:33 p.m. - Sunday, July 10, 2005

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Darkness Deep As...
_________________________!!

Er. Sorry. Spazzy moment.

Sonic days suck.

Spacers suck more. >__<
09:32 p.m. - Saturday, July 9, 2005

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Awkward Placings
Er.

Second entry in one day. Le sigh. What has become of me?

Oh, yes.

I almost forgot.

I'm slightly tired of reading fanfics.

Er.



That was awkward.

And, as a random note: I think I have two zits in my girly sized sideburn. o__O

Okay. Enough pointless posting.
09:45 p.m. - Wednesday, July 6, 2005

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Why so silent?
Wait... When did I put this up? Oh, yes. Yesterday at about fifteen to five, PM.

I love how no one reads this. XD

Random note: Yes, up in the left corner of the picture is poor Gerik having his life force being sucked out of him by the singer known as Emmy!Christine.

It's a rather distorted image now... So maybe if us Gerik lovers just got big poofy hair... X3

-__-;

The fonts are red because in the book, the colour of ink that Erik used on all of his notes, et cetera was red. If I could magically put a wax seal on my site, it'd be his red skull seal. Mmhmm. I'm blithering randomly, now. But this is what happens when Marissa goes and plays some full screen tactical game while listening to her Phantom soundtrack. -___-;;

Er.
03:23 p.m. - Wednesday, July 6, 2005

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Newer Layout...
XP

Well, seeing as I only changed it yesterday, I figgered that this would be version 10.5 as opposed to a total new number of 11. Makes sense... sorta.

And yes, I do realise that the one un filtered/touched up/transparent image up there is the same one (but half the size) as the other one's was. I still like the other one, so I may use it at a different time.

Yeah... So far, So fast isn't done yet. It just came too soon after The Eyes of the Nation (Version 9).

Meh. This one has curliques.

Oh, yes, I do know that this is semi-Christmas coloured, as well. But I figured oh well. The colours kind of meld good. Kinda. Still like my black and blue stuff better. 'Dem be bruise colours. XDD

Anyhow, drop a Punjab or e-mail me (click my name at the bottom of each entry) and tell me how you like it or flame it or whatnot. I don't care, really. Well, I would like feedback, but I could careless in what electronic I get it. And text messages don't count. Mainly because my brother has my phone and he's in Houston, at the moment, but that's a long story for a different post.

...Okay. Clicking the 'done!' button before a new era comes along. ^^;;
04:36 p.m. - Tuesday, July 5, 2005

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