"…is it a crime to give a little once in a while?"
I’ll leave this public. Feel free to link me to your list, your bestest friend’s or whatever :D. I’ll memory them and, come December, spread the love!
Come on guys! I know it's, what, Novmember, but Christmas spirit is one of those things that transcends time, culture and generations! (ok, so, I am meant to be Catholic and I guess Christmas is supposedly my religious culture, but giving and sharing can't really be bad, can it?!) If you don't like Christmas, think of it as a celebration of tolerance by gift-giving :D.
Oooh. *so excited*
My taste is wide and varied. Why just today I listened to Kanye West, Tryo, The Panics, The Backstreet Boys, Josh Pyke, Zero 7 and Regina Spektor just to name a few!
K, I'll e-mail you now with a useful subject line so you can easily refind it if need be!
Well, er, my current tastes are slightly more vintage than that ... think the Beatles, or ABBA ... actually I'm liking Top 40 from anywhere between 2002 to 2005 ... weird. But oh well, to contradict myself - I can't get enough of 'Stronger' by Kanye. And any club mix by Ministry of Sound gets me going too ...
You know what, I'm going to do a random shuffle of my playlist and whatever shows up, no matter how absolutely humiliating it is for me to admit the song even features on my playlist, I will send it to you. I don't have any Michael Jackson so that's one saving grace I guess ...
I will work on the letter over the next month, and add to it whenever inspiration strikes (so if I'm lazy, you'll get squat). Or it could turn into a marathon effort full of random
Ah, well, yesterday I listened to The Clash, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd, Talking Heads and my 80s MADNESS playlist. :D. Oh and some Miles Davis for some reason. I run to Ministry of Sound sometimes as well. I have a lot of music and I like it with my moods. I doubt you could embarrass yourself. (because, I have Michael Jackson and, hey! I know the Thriller dance).
Ha, if you fail on your letter just send an envelope! Remember: mail of any kind. Old fashioned photos and maratons of inspired and amazing stories sound awesomely awesome though!
/excitement overload... I'll continue rambling on as I reply to another comment my e-mail is imforming me LJ is sending me from you.
Current song: 'You Sexy Thing' by Hot Chocolate. Heh, yeah that's right baby.
I could send an A4 size envelope full of random post its! Wouldn't that annoy the hell out of you, hehe.
It's like a mini-hijacking event, just between the two of us. mwahaha. I was going back through my old journal lexisnexis and came across the most bizarre (but brilliant) comments between us. :)
Current song: The end of The Chaser.
It would be pretty cool though. You could make them all connect and I would have to figure out the order or just be confused forever. Hm, if you do that I will think of something equally torturous for you. Like an actual puzzle but you won't have the picture and I'll make you take a photo of it completed or else. I could always be more creative, but at the moment my brain is dead from lack of socialising and exam study combination.
Ah, the old days. I was my brother's age, that kind of freaks me out. Our comments have been, are, and will be perpetually bizarre (but brilliant). That's what happens when you're us.
Mum and I just finished watching that One in a Million show about the kids with medical conditions - truly awful. But we're now listening to 'Love Me Do' by the Beatles. :)
It could be like our own little Shoebox Project - because we both love each other and feel the urge to stay in contact through showings of care and affection. mwah!
Hang on - lack of socialising? What are you doing right now - talking to a tree trunk?? Don't tell me this isn't socialising, because you'll ruin all my ideas on what constitutes a social life. :<
I don't even want to remember what my life was like back then ... meh. It wasn't much worth writing about, which is surprising given that I wrote more about me back then, than I do now. Hmm. Hmm, indeed.
I'm watching some reruns of Sex and the City. Then onto The West Wing! Sam Seaborne fun times!
Oh yes. We'll have to be careful when we return to our castle of a school of the built up sexual tension, though. I could attempt drawings or something.
Oh, darling. Well, lack of socialising as in this is my longest conversation in about a month and a half. You're my ray of light, my beacon of hope! The last link to civilisation in this (oh) brave, new world.
I thought you were pretty cool. So, you know, that is something. Still do! I guess when you have nothing to write about you're more inclined to pick up the pen/keyboard (see my many exam period posts about nothing for confirmation).
Dad was watching Are You Smarter than a Fifth Grader earlier - we had a debate over whether 'ox' was the singular or plural, and then over the spelling of 'oxen'. He wouldn't believe me until Google gave us the answer. *shakes head*
Yeah you'd have to do the artistic side of things ... I could always do the trace and colour, or just find a nifty colouring in book.
Hey, you aren't alone. I get that a lot - people need me, I'm needed. Yup. :P
You think I'm cool. *struts* Nice. *laughs* Suppose that's true - procrastination has always been the bane of my existence (oh so tragic). You know what needs to make a comeback - the memes. *nods* Go the memes - always great time wasters.
Never asked - how was your Melbourne Cup Day? Win anything? I got nothin'. I didn't beat either, that may have had something to do with it. :)
That show seems retarded. And, hey, I watch So You Think You Can Dance, so that's saying something.
The other problem would be my wit or lack thereof + interesting life of which I could rave. And also the fact that the last thing I drew was probably something the was meant to be human but rather resembled some kind of burnt fudge.
Who doesn't? You've got your own fansite *cough*. You should make a meme and we'd post it on this fantastic fansite and then the world would do it.
Oh, yes, I was on Purple Moon and won about ten dollars. Oh yes! My mother won about two hundred though and my dad balanced it out by losing about the same. Tragic that you had exams! Though, can't say I was out partying... more like procrastinating. 'Could've used some of those memes...
I like Rove's snippy little comments, and lord knows I don't like Rove. Smart arsed like chimp. Bleh. But I was So You Think You Can Dance - what's wrong with that. *shifty eyes* >.>
But everyone loves fudge! Burnt or otherwise. ;) And you're a never-ending supply of wit and humour, come on. I aspire to your heights of greatness. :D
Fansite? Eh? I lack originality to write my own meme. :(
Heh - that's pretty funny about your parents. Wouldn't you be dirty if you were your mother though - all that luck, the fruits just gone. A guy at work put $100 down on the trifecta - you couldn't get the grin off his face, I tell you. Heartwrenching to see, it really was.
Anywho lovely pigeon of mine, I best go to bed. Told the boss I would start work at 7am, and it's going to take a bit to get going in the morning, methinks. Good luck with your exam tomorrow! mwah!
Rove. What an enigma. He's probably pretty cool. I watched him interview Daniel Radcliffe once and was like, hey! DR is actually amazingly cute! which was a huge surprise because, you know, he is like the opposite of my Harry so I have never liked him. But SYTYCD is awesome! And the dancing boys... fun times, m'friend.
OK. So, I can just draw fudge. Or make fudge and take photos of it... then I get to eat the fudge. Plus it will cloud over my quips and what doesn't fudge make funny?
Hehe, yes, your secret fansite which... definitely exists.
My parents seem to have seperate money and my mum just gives my dad money sometimes. I don't get it really, 'cept that when ever we go shopping and buy expensive things my dad never knows about it. Wow. Maybe betting will win you money? Hehe.
I have an afternoon exam, thus the lack of sleep and much replying all about. 'Night. Although you are probably already asleep/nearly asleep and in any case not checking for comments on you LJ so you probably won't get my well wishes for your sleep. So, I guess transfer them to the next night? I don't know. I should sleep too. Au revoir, ma cherie. On se verra.