certainthings

I dunno. I kind of like the new "feed" page. I hate endless scroll on tumblr (and therefore don't use it) but. On livejournal? I'm sort of digging it.
Maybe it's because there's not a lot on my feed. And it's easy to just keep scrolling down a bit until I reach the last thing I read.
I know a few of you had said that you're moving on up. And/or over to dw. Or to other places. Or just leaving.
I'm sad to see you go. But. I'll be here until they get rid of livejournal all together.
It may be shit at times. It may be lonely without people posting all the time. The lack of comments and interactions has dwindled a lot.
But.
It is home.

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Cleaned out my inbox. Deleted most things. Put some things into those gmail folders. etc. etc.
I might've owed some people replies. Well, you're outta luck. Soz?
blah blah blah.
I got this great comment on one of my comms (that I never use)


--Hello,
My name is joy, i got you from /nicolanyappy2.livejournal.com and i want to have a
good relationship with you, please i need your cooperation,
you can write on my email (joymabou13@yahoo.com)
thanks,
am yours joy.--


I really enjoy the "please i need your cooperation"
I checked out where she "got me from" and what? No, no she did not.
I mean, I knew I had never been there but thought that maybe for some reason my name had been mentioned but no.

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I posted a whole five (5) times during the month of October.
Going to try for a bit more this month.

x x x

In conclusion:

1d is still ruining my life.
and nick grimshaw still isn't my friend.

I pee a lot. A lot a lot.

You know how some people look at food and gain weight? Yeah. I look at liquid and have to pee.

So. At work, while some people go once or not at all, I go several times.

Right then.

The other day, a co-worker was talking to a couple other co-workers about my "leaky vagina"

...

Yeah.

I don't know where I was at the time, but man. I kind of wish I'd been there for that.

I'm so very bad at updating lj. And I hate that. I hate that I used to post 3 or 4 times a day and now I can't be arsed to post once. Ugh.

Right then.

Made my twitter all pretty today. And I cleaned my following list.

If I unfollowed it's because, a) you don't believe in santa b) you never update or c) we don't talk


I completely understand if you want to unfollow me as well.

thank you for the panda, anon.

so. you clean.

you put things away. you dust. wash. vacuum. whatever it is you do, and/or needs to be done.

and it looks nice. and you say to yourself, 'fuck it. this is nice. I'm going to keep this place tidy."

all right.

so.

how long before it becomes a mess again?

for me? a week or two.

and for those of you with children. I don't mean their messes, (toys and such) - that does doesn't count.

I still have some cleaning to do. I haven't vacuumed yet. And a few things need to be put away and other organized.

but.

this time, I'm going to try for at least three weeks.

I heart Zayn Malik. Loads.

it seems that at almost every con, it's brought up how much jared dislikes a new york minute, how ridiculous it is, etc. etc.

well, for randomness and for the record.

imo, a new york minute is a lot better movie than f13.

why don't they ever talk about what a shit remake that was?

Since I am a CoverGirl, I thought if any of you are interested in learning a little bit about modeling I could offer you some tips, I've sashayed down plenty of catwalks in my day - well, one. But I know what it takes to make an impression. So here are some suggestions, as long as you are willing to be fierce.

One: The Look
Always look like you're angry at the universe for making you too pretty.

Two: The Walk
Trot. Aggressively, like you're a horse that's trying to avoid puddles.

Three: The Squint
Squint like someone is bouncing sunlight off their watch and directly into your eyes.

Four: The Pout
Get those lips out there. Purse your lips like you're trying to sip out of a straw that someone keeps moving away from you.

Five: The Pose
Be mysterious. Always pose with one hand in your pocket as if to say, "I'm so mysterious, this hand in my pocket could be a hook hand. You don't know."

Six: The Breeze
Carry a giant oscillating fan with you at all times. No exceptions.

Now put it all together. Trot! Squint! Get the straw! Who's a pretty girl? You are. Keep trotting!



- Ellen Degeneres - Seriously, I'm Kidding.