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Liek, religion and stuff
I am a Roman Catholic, born, Baptized, raised, and Confirmed. I still consider myself Catholic. But only in a sort of vague, "ethnic-group" sort of way. Truly though? I don't subscribe to that system of beliefs anymore. Hell, not to ruffle any feathers or anything, but I don't subscribe to Christianity in general anymore ( Read more... ) -
Christina's Cultural Studies Corner
2010 has been an... interesting year ( Read more... ) -
mmhm.
Fuck you, September. Fuck you very much. -
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Hungry Ghost Month can suck it.
Excuse me while I shake the dust of that month from the soles of my feet.
Hi September. Be less of an asshat, please. A girl can only take so much Real Shit in such a compressed time period. -
Iron Chef. Inspiring Technological Innovation.
I wish that my laptop was actually a quantum doorway, where I could reach into the screen; through space, time, and matter, so I can grab the dishes before the Iron Chef judges could take their bites ( Read more... ) -
Oh come ON immune system!
...So, when I told you not to drop the ball, you decide to allow a virus that keeps my nose leaking for weeks, to set up house inside me. And as if to "apologize" for that little setback, now that I'm on the mend, I'm SUDDENLY ALLERGIC TO UNIVERSE. Thank you auto-immune reaction to Random Shit ( Read more... ) -
PUTANGINAMO.
WHY AM I STILL FUCKING SICK?! ::RAGERAGERAGE::Stupid fucking cold. It's mid-July, goddammit. I've been full of Virus since mid-fucking-JUNE ( Read more... ) -
Dammit, I lost a bet!
No fever. This means I lose Imaginary Money.
Le sigh. Even in my imagination, I am destitute. ::silent tears::
Ah well. Pet virus is still humping my leg, but at least it isn't trying to chew its way into my skull and lay eggs there.
It not dengue at least.
Now back to studying. -
My Pet Mutant Virus
Sick. Again. STUPID VIRUS KEEPS ON MUTATING AND COMING BACK TO ME.
On the bright side: regardless of how much glop I've been secreting, I still have yet to develop a fever. But now that I've called it, I'm going to bet imaginary money that I'll get one tomorrow. ::sigh::
Or better yet. This turns out to be dengue. Oh happy days. My blood type is ( Read more... )