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[10 Nov 2005|05:02am]
*shake cup of change*
anyone want to donate to my guitar fund?
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[10 May 2005|05:15am]
I don't want to join your fucking rating community, so lay off. I rarely look at this journal anyway.

Bands are okay, though. Yay music.
just.. you know, it'll take awhile for me to see.

ps-sorry to spam those of you that still list me as a friend. really though, un-add me. i suck.(unless you really want to read my old entries that bad, which is good for amusement, I guess.)
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[06 Oct 2004|04:33pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

I've been in crappy moods lately.

I just have to say, if I ever get on anyone's nerves it's best just to FUCKING TELL ME. It's no big deal to tell me you're not in the mood to listen to my obnoxious rambling, or SOMETHING. But I HATE being ignored, but not actually knowing for sure if i'm being ignored because i'm an annoying twit, or people just don't have much to say. If you tell me to back off, I will, you don't have to block me. It's a crap thing to do. Don't make me wonder, or lead me on, I'll shut the fuck up and be on my way. If you do these sorts of things, you're a fucking asshole.

That's all.

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hahahahaaa... [27 Mar 2004|09:28pm]
[ mood | bored ]

I found JESUS! ...he was hiding in my Livejournal, dammit.

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[20 Oct 2003|11:14pm]
soon I will dissapear
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[03 Sep 2003|09:42am]
[ mood | nauseated ]

I'm never drinking coffee again. Never.

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[13 Mar 2003|01:41am]
I have no life.

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[25 Dec 2002|07:44pm]
[ mood | amused.. sort of. ]

My mom gave me a gun for christmas.

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[21 Dec 2002|02:50am]
[ mood | weird ]

I want to explode.
And my pieces would splatter on the wall and I could pretend it's art.

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[09 Dec 2002|09:43pm]


I love post-its.
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[09 Dec 2002|03:17pm]
Well, my weekend was wonderfully sleep deprived (in a demented good way). Sat on the couch at 4:30 AM flipping between all the music channels, yay for satelite T.V., and cartoons (monkey ninjas are unbeleivably cool), when I wasn't babbling on the computer. I seriously like being sleep deprived and caffeinated. Yeah.. If I had it my way my days would be 34 hours long. I like being up when the sun rises, I just don't like waking up for it.
Went christmas shopping with my dad and super glued a quarter to the ground and then went to Toys'r'Us and poked every toy that had sounds. Had fun. I think it's kind of weird how my dad is being sort of... I don't know, but now that he doesn't live in the house anymore. He asked me if I was planning to take any courses at ACC and asks me if I'm doing okay and whatnot. It's weird.

I've decided that my web page is in need of some pimping, and therefor needs a swanky make over. pah. I must... must make.... MUST DO THINGS! I think I shall run over to 7-11 before I come back and get a giant cup of wildstallion for when ever I decide to.. haha, SWANKIFY stuff. HahahahAhaha. Oh god, that amuses me.. swankify.
I want a pipe. That bubbles... and is rainbow-y.
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[08 Dec 2002|06:28am]
And this one.
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[08 Dec 2002|06:27am]
This comic is teh shit. I demand everyone read it. Right now.
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[04 Dec 2002|10:33pm]
[ mood | amused ]

No, really! He is!: Lmao... I say one day when you finally turn 18 and get away from the grasp of your insane mother who holds you hostage night and day and makes you do her bidding that we get together and writethatsong
Dylan is a butt head.: er
Dylan is a butt head.: Dude
No, really! He is!: I ran out of space at the end.
No, really! He is!: lmao
Dylan is a butt head.: She wouldn't let me buy BREAD yesterday.
No, really! He is!: *gasp*
No, really! He is!: See!
No, really! He is!: You were RAISED insane.
No, really! He is!: o.o;
Dylan is a butt head.: She was like "You can't buy that." "Why?" "We're boycotting that brand"
No, really! He is!: LMAO
No, really! He is!: That sounds familiar.
No, really! He is!: Miss "lets boycott everything"
No, really! He is!: lmao
Dylan is a butt head.: and I'm like "..NO, you are!"
Dylan is a butt head.: "No, WE are."
Dylan is a butt head.: "NO! YOU ARE!"
No, really! He is!: lmao
Dylan is a butt head.: This is where the "you're being a TART" thing happened
No, really! He is!: LMAO
Dylan is a butt head.: She called me a TART
No, really! He is!: Oh man.
Dylan is a butt head.: wtf
No, really! He is!: I love your mom.
No, really! He is!: roflmao
Dylan is a butt head.: lmao
Dylan is a butt head.: lmao
No, really! He is!: SHE COULD PLAY BASS AHAHAHAHA
No, really! He is!: lmfao @_o;
Dylan is a butt head.: o___@;
No, really! He is!: Uhhyeah.
Dylan is a butt head.: yeah.

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[21 Nov 2002|12:11am]
[ mood | indifferent ]

Jamie, your unconscious mind is driven most by Resistance

You approach the world with your guard intact because unconsciously, and perhaps consciously, you want to maintain an element of control in your relationships with people. You tend to hold your private experiences just out of reach of others. You're not one to immediately show all your cards, to let people into who you really are until you're ready.

Unfortunately, that sometimes means you also hide things from yourself. You may find that your desire to remain guarded backfires, affecting your self-awareness. Why are you like this? It's possible that you act in this manner because of a deeply-rooted fear of being exposed, or of truly expressing yourself. To protect yourself from this fear, you act in the opposite manner — you are guarded.

There is a certain respect that comes with resistance, an unconscious understanding that the human psyche is very vulnerable. We all feel we have a lot to hide, and you are not one to be intrusive or thoughtless about how you approach sensitive topics with others. Therefore you inspire a sense of safety in others when they are around you. Your psyche is very deep, very rich, and the more you can let yourself know (both the good and the bad), the more you will be able to appreciate who you really are.

Though your unconscious mind is driven most strongly by Resistance, there is much more to who you are at your core.



Haha.. yeah.

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[19 Nov 2002|06:03pm]
[ mood | amused ]

Violet Confined: Jamieeeeee
Violet Confined: I just had a weird thought.
tragedy13 AHAHA: ?
Violet Confined: Why do guys have nipples?
Violet Confined: o_O;
Violet Confined: I mean women have them to breastfeed, but what is the purpose of their nipples?
Violet Confined: o_O;
Violet Confined: They do not provide an outlet of milk.
Violet Confined: so its like wtf?
tragedy13 AHAHA: Because males start out as females.
tragedy13 AHAHA: when they're a FETUS
tragedy13 AHAHA: Hehe..
Violet Confined: A fetus doesn't have nipples?
tragedy13 AHAHA: .. Uh
tragedy13 AHAHA: The thing that's in the mother's belly.
tragedy13 AHAHA: What ever the hell you want to call it.
tragedy13 AHAHA: I want to call it a fetus.
tragedy13 AHAHA: So I'm going to call it a fetus.
tragedy13 AHAHA: FETUS.
Violet Confined: Doesn't...have...nipples until many months later AFTER the sex is determined.
tragedy13 AHAHA: .. Maybe you can't SEE the nippples.
tragedy13 AHAHA: Maybe they're DEVELOPING
tragedy13 AHAHA: Like.. HAIR
tragedy13 AHAHA: .. Um.
Violet Confined: BUT STILL IF ITS A GIRL, THEN WHAT HAPPENS TO ITS VAGINA? HUH?
Violet Confined: AND REPRODUCTIVE ORGANS?
Violet Confined: =P
tragedy13 AHAHA: IT TURNS INTO A PENIS
tragedy13 AHAHA: OKAY?!
tragedy13 AHAHA: IT'S MAGIC.
Violet Confined: THEN WHY DONT THE NIPPLES DISAPPEAR!
tragedy13 AHAHA: BECAUSE IT WOULD LOOK WEIRD IF THEY HAD NONE
tragedy13 AHAHA: AND THEN THERE'D BE NO MAN BOOBS!
Violet Confined: IF THE MAGICAL VAGINA CAN BECOME A PENIS, WHY CANT THE NIPPLES DISAPPEAR?
tragedy13 AHAHA: DO YOU WANT A WORLD WITH NO MAN BOOBS?!
Violet Confined: BUT WHY DO MEN HAVE BOOBS?!
Violet Confined: WHAT IS THE PURPOSE?!
tragedy13 AHAHA: .. TO.. LOOK... PRETTY?!
Violet Confined: BUT THEY DONT!
tragedy13 AHAHA: Oh oh I know.. TITTY TWISTERS
Violet Confined: THEY'RE TACKY!
Violet Confined: Er. I seriously doubt that nipples on men were created for that reason.
tragedy13 AHAHA: .. Why not?
Violet Confined: WHAT PURPOSE DO THEY SERVE?!?!
Violet Confined: Because that's just....weird.
tragedy13 AHAHA: So?
tragedy13 AHAHA: It's amusing.
Violet Confined: So is this conversation.
Violet Confined: lmao
tragedy13 AHAHA: Indeed.

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[16 Nov 2002|10:20am]
I had a dream with dead people in water jugs. Right.
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[07 Nov 2002|03:17pm]
My mom always says if you really want to make a lasting impression on some one you should stab them with a pencil.
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[23 Oct 2002|05:52am]
[ mood | awake ]

"So, what have you been up to?"
"Oh, you know, the usual.. revealing Disney's scheme to brain wash the youth of america with the BEANS *eye twitch* to other hapless channel surfers."

.. If I stare at my toes too long they start to look all weird and alien and then it's like "We have come to dissect your brain, Jamie. *wiggle toes at self* MUAHAHHAHAA!"

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It's really 3:00 [05 Oct 2002|02:08pm]
[ mood | BlAaaAh ]

Dear god I'm bored.
I should declare that I'm now on eastern time so I can close an hour early. Buahaha..
Poor Bob had a virus. Thank you, Norton.

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