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Name: Natalie Age: 18 Location: Right by Chicago How are you creative? I draw stupid stuff. General interests: Nutella, abnormal psychology, obstetrics & gynecology, getting so drunk I can’t aim my tampon into my vagina at the right angle, drawing (primarily with ink and water color), wasting my time on my Macbook, caressing my Macbook, making love to my Macbook, begging people to buy me a Wacom drawing tablet, drawing people that piss me off, translating things from English to Polish for my family, making my brother pee his pants, embarrassing people, cuddling with Kevin (my boyfriend, NOT my brother), wishing my brother and boyfriend didn’t share the same name, thoroughly cleaning my car, my mom for making me seat cushions and pillows for my car (PILLOWS), missing Poland and hating it at the same time, loving goats, when my dad gets drunk and gives me hundreds of dollars, the sadistic assholes on GOMS, laughing at people who decide to abandon their ~straight edge~ beliefs right as they turn 21, idiots who get HORRIBLE tattoos, cephalopods, etc. A sample of your creative works: Here. I drew this today.  Then I revised it:  What kind of friends are you looking for? Anyone who has talent. Anything else (for example, photos of yourself)? HAAAAAAAAY GAY LUMBERJACK 
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Mods, I apologize if this is not allowed, if it's not I'll delete it. My name is Deborah, and I'm a member of The Marietta Paranormal Association. We're currently trying to get our name out there more, so that's why I'm making this post here. The Marietta Paranormal Association is a non-profit organization, founded by Michael and Kellie Keaton to further the field of paranormal investigation and to help others. The Paranormal can be a very frightening and stressful occurrence, our goal is to provide validity and evidence to those who are experiencing these phenomena. Our focus will be to examine these events from both a scientific and spiritual standpoint. Our hope for this group is to grow and provide support for those who may not know who to turn to through dedication, desire, and the relentless pursuit of what is not known. Marietta Paranormal is a proud to be working with G.R.A.S.P. to develop S.P.I.N., a network for paranormal investigators. Take a look at the S.P.I.N. page and see what we are all about!If anyone has any questions, feel free to email me at deborah@mariettaparanormal.org, or you can contact me here on LJ. Please pass this on to anyone who you know that might be in need of some help. We are currently looking for people who will work with us on an on call basis, if needed on certain investigations. Psychics, mediums and the like. We would not be able to pay you since we are a NPO, but you would most certainly be part of our family // team. x-posted to atlanta , apologies if this has appeared twice on your page :)
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Tell me a story about you and the life you live. MY FATHER, MY MODEL OF GODMy dad once worked in computers. In the IT department of a prominent lawfirm here in Seattle. But he left that job because he got sick of the stress and the politics of lawyers. He went into unemployment and squandered the money he had and fell into a depression. He owed and still does owe money, to what people, I don't know and I don't care. He took up drugs. Meth, he told me. This was two years ago he told me and my initial reaction was to pick up a rock that was near me at the time, hit him in the head and take him to jail. To this date, my mother does not know about the drug use. I can't tell you if he has kicked the habit or not. To be honest, I have my doubts about him with that. I don't like calling him when I do because I never know what will I get with him. He has been hostile at me one moment and the next, would call me and say he loves me and always will. His bull-headed ego prohibits him from pretty much anything worth creating a memory over. He treats himself like an embarassment because he can't be there to do things when I invite him over to drink or whatever. At times I want to buy him a patch of land in the country where he can build a house, give him a vehicle, the Internet, a pool table and leave him there. Leave me alone and I will only call him if it's important. Other times I want him to go on a drive down the coast, where we would stare at women and get drunk and be stupid. He once told me that if it wasn't for me existing and us moving to Seattle, he would be dead in the Philippines before he hit 30. If he wasn't dead now, maybe there were just some things left for him to see, like me getting married or becoming a father myself. This is what as they said in "Fight Club," is my father, my model of God. MONEY IS JUST WORTHLESS PAPER UNLESS IT'S BACKED BY A MEANINGI fear I am losing focus from my goal of saving enough money to get an apartment or a condo. I know the goal is still there, but it feels like I am just staring at it. Looking at my finances also disgusts me considering the rather lofty number I've told myself would be a safe number to start off with. I don't want to get a second job because I hated working weekends and you can forget it with the NFL season coming up as well as "Rock Band 2." Maybe I'll sell some of my uneeded stuff around. Or maybe I'll rob a bank. WHAT DREAMS MAY COMEI sit here right now with my left index finger resting on my lower lip as I get an e-mail from my co-worker Lauren. I once thought about her. Then again I have a lot of dreams, sometimes they just come in random spots of the day. Here's some of them in italics because I thought they'd look nice. It seems so clear as day to be with her. I say this to myself as I'm sitting outside some generic mom & pop cafe in Seattle. There's many of these things. You could band them all together and Starbucks would probably still piss on them. Having already dated one co-worker, I don't know if I could pull it off again. Probably not. But at the same time, it seems so clear that she would be someone I ought to date. She loves sports as much as I do and is fairly knowledgeable about it. Matt once told me that I should find a girl that likes sports, can put up with your smartass attitude. Oh and not be a lesbian. Lauren laughed when I made a barb about how Richie Sexson was not only a shitty baseball player, but he even failed at rushing the pitcher. and I wondered if a guy failing at that, something tells me he'd suck too trying to backhand his wife when she wouldn't shut her damn mouth. I've also seen how she looks with a baseball jersey and a cap on.There's something about people jaywalking when there's a car obviously in sight and honking at them that just gets me thinking. All of a sudden, this world, this place has no law. No consequence. My first order of business was I rented a Dodge Ram and mowed down the people that jaywalked within the Downtown Seattle retail sector. I am doing humanity a favor.The housewarming party I would like to throw in my own place has had so many variances. I look at the picture booth that I bought cheap from a bankrupt amusement park. I don't remember how I got that heavy-ass thing back here, but it's there. I last counted a guy and a girl going in there, but I looked at the photos that came out of the side. There are seven girls. No guy. Around the corner on the projection screen, Luke's guitarist Rash is head to toe in hot pink and black. Think of a lovechild between Bret Hart and Steven Tyler. I will never know what motivated him to create a charcater like that if you got to know his personality. I make my way through the crowd playing Rock Band on the plasma TV that is the centerpiece of my living room. Mallory is singing, pulls me in to join her on the chorus of "Highway Star." Nick is beating away on the drums while Martha is sitting on a stool playing the bass like she was on MTV Unplugged. I make my way around to give audience to other guests. Some of them are my newly met neighbors who I feared would raise an issue with the noise, but they saw the food and the alcohol I had.-evolutionofjake Current Mood: blank
Current Music: queens of the stone age "in my head"
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 40,000 to 200 B.C.: Ancient Glamour
Mica flakes are used in cave paintings and by ancient civilizations (Egyptian, Chinese, Greek, Roman) for their sparkly, light-catching quality. 1934: New Jersey Shines!
Machinist Henry Ruschmann of Bernardsville, New Jersey, invents a way to grind up plastics to make large quantities of glitter. He founds Meadowbrook Inventions, still a major supplier of the substance. Its slogan: “Our glitter covers the world.” Early Sixties: Refined Shimmer
Revlon, Estée Lauder, Elizabeth Arden, and Helena Rubinstein echo Pierre Cardin’s paillette-covered sheath dresses by introducing shimmering powders, lipsticks, and eye shadows. June 1972: Man Power, Kind of
David Bowie’s languishing music career goes supersonic once he becomes the androgynous Ziggy Stardust, with a glittery lightning bolt painted across his face by makeup artist Pierre La Roche. Mid-Eighties: Rock On
Hair bands like Mötley Crüe and Poison mix glitter into their hair-stiffening products for extra stage presence. Eager young fans use Vaseline to adhere the substance to their faces. Early Nineties: Sparkle Epidemic
Glitter takes over childhood as sparkle-filled wands and glitter pens are marketed to tweens. September 2001: The Beginning of a Meltdown
Mariah Carey’s Glitter hits theaters. It makes barely $1 million. 2006: My Special Pony
The addition of glitter only improves this new edition of a beloved toy. July 2007: Circus Act
For the fall Christian Dior couture show, makeup artist Pat McGrath creates porcelain faces, shimmery décolletage, and dramatic glitter-encrusted eyes. September 2007: Happy Juice
Forget Goldschläger; Gold Flakes Supreme vodka is all the rage. ($60 at New York Wine Exchange, 9 Broadway, nr. Morris St.; 212-422-2222). Now: Full-Body Glimmer
Guerlain's L'Or is a 24-carat-gold-flecked hydrating gel ($68 at Saks Fifth Avenue ; 212-753-4000). Nars's the Multiple in Orgasm can be used to get shimmer on cheeks, lips, collarbones, eyes ($36.50 at Sephora; sephora.com).
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