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You are viewing the most recent 20 entries January 2nd, 200711:53 pm: I totally took a test! It's about if I could kill a guy! :D
Maybe you could...
You scored 18% Cold and 64% Level-Headed! |
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My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 99% on Cold |
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You scored higher than 99% on Level-Headed |
| And with that in mind, I'm off to lead a childrens camp. Hazah! Current Mood:  bouncy January 1st, 200706:03 pm: Happy New Year, ya mugs!
Last night was neat. I hung with lots of cool people and had much fun! Someone also thanked me for not being a rapist, I glad SOMEONE finally noticed! Here's to 2007! Current Mood:  chipper April 9th, 200603:29 am:
Well, I got DOA 4 for my Xbox, and it's great fun, the only problem is playing Aussies to play it with at night, since anyewhere else in the world I get a crap connection. Stupid ocean...! Went to the house On Saturday, good fun, we finally got back into training! Finally! Now that winters here I get to be bruised for the rest of it. Eh, it's character building. Bec gave me a bowtie for my birthday! Thanks Bec! :D Didn't see Grace at all! I swear that girl is trying to avoid giving me than damned cake! And apparently the poor girl is trying to get back together with Angus. I'm not completely sure what percentage of smartness that rates as, but I'm pretty sure it's in the single digit range. I have theories on this crazy move, but you can't have them. Nyah. Anyways, that's about everything so far. I should get some sleep, I rehearse easter plays tomorrow. Jamie awaaaay! Current Mood: Bruised, tired, unkillable March 31st, 200611:50 am: Crazy dreamin'
Okay. So. I totally had a weird almost freaky dream last night; To begin with I was at home, but was gonna go to school, for some reason, and I decided before I did that I’d go say hi to Nick. So I went to see Nick at Claremont primary, because clearly that where Nick would be hanging out. We basically hung out and fought people in armor and I did a cheat that let me get the ultimate armor from them, which was a bit zany, but okay. Then my dad tried to ring me on my phone, and I messaged him back saying it was okay, I’d head to school (I don’t actually know which school I was talking about) on my own and he didn’t have to wait up. So, wearing my fancy new armor, Nick and I headed off to ‘school.’ ON the way we ran into Cody, someone who I knew a long time ago and tended to avoid for various reasons. As we walked past each other I secretly hoped that he couldn’t tell it was me behind the full body armor, bad sadly, it was not to be. He started calling out or something, and so I turned around and acknowledged him with a ‘Hi,’ this was a mistake, because then he wanted to hang with us. I was about to go against this notion when Nick was all ‘Oh I need to get some things from him anyway.’ Why Nick and he were hanging out I have NO IDEA, but hell, it’s a dream. When we got to Cody’s I found out the things Nick was after were actually rechargeable batteries. Okay. And the thing Nick traded for the rechargeable batteries was… more… rechargeable batteries. Right. Then somewhere along the line, I’m not sure when, some chick Nick apparently knew showed up. On a side note, Nick, if you happen to know a chick with a somewhat dainty stature with shortish hair who is all different flavors of nice and cool, let me know, ‘cause she was so TOTALLY in to me. Me being my charming self of course fumbled through all of this and had no clue how to react to positive female attention. Good to see I’m a smooth operator even in my very dreams. It was also revealed that Cody was an apprentice bandaider, in that when people got hurt, he put band-aids on them. This startled me, ‘cause his living room was covered in band-aids, and it wasn’t top quality sticking either- those suckers we’re falling off all over the place. Then Nick found a blue knife and said it was a mana knife, and that if he stabbed me with it, my hand would be able to block it because it wasn’t blue enough. Whatever, Nick. Anyway, we all (Nick, Nicks friend and myself) went to school. The mythical school I was intending to go to all along. I don’t remember what we did there, I do remember we took chairs home with up by accident. I took mine back the next day and the teachers complained about how dumb Nick was for not bringing his back, and how I was so smart because I, as a young boy, called a kid stupid because he liked butter on his eggs. Remember the chick to totally dug me whose name I forget? From this point on she becomes to my dreams what a guest star is on a TV show. You see, we descended into the MINES. And there was this old guy we were talking to… actually, there were a lot of old guys, but this one was special, because not long after we talked to him, he died. I’m pretty sure something swung down from the ceiling and decapitated him. Oh well. We kept moving and talked to all the other geezers and became good mates. However, they too started dying, in bizarre gruesome ways. And every time one died, for a split second I would see the first dead old man next to them, still looking quite dead, but only, you know, standing up right and moving. I didn’t know what to do, but Guest Star chick was all over this crap man. She was going around talking to people, asking questions, doing detective work, coming to shocking conclusions… …which I was no part of, because I’m pretty sure I was all ‘I need to pee,’ and spent most of the time writing name on a wall. In the end, the first old guy was from this place that liked to kidnap young people for whatever reason, and abuse them, or something. Guest Star chick confirmed this by giving her back story, which involved her being taken by him, but escaping like the Guest Star she is. Old bad guy was killing all the people –I think- because they were getting in the way of his plans, somehow? (Don’t forget, I was answering the call of nature at the time.) Anyways, Guest Star chick re-killed him for real by cornering him in a gross looking room, and grabbing some severed arms that was hanging oddly from the ceiling. They unplugged this container that spilled all this stuff on the bad guy, don’t ask me what it was, it kinda looked like… acid… sand… stuff. In the end it didn’t matter what it was, ‘cause it did the trick. Like the typical protagonist in an episode that doesn’t actually involve him in any way, I ran up to the Guest Star and was all ‘Wow.’ Then later, it was revealed to us by the foreman (????) that the evil dead guy was caught years ago, and while being transported to an insane asylum died. Then it was all like, creepy music, for some reason. I dunno, the guy was already dead when we had to deal with him. I don’t know what the big deal for us was. Anyways, cut to the dead, dead guy, who is now extra dead and also decapitated and burnt. Surely there is no threat from this double the fun times dead body, right? SO WRONG!!!! With a lurch, the dead body gets up, and ominously walks down a mine tunnel, fade to spooky black- -because then I woke up.
February 1st, 200607:12 pm: Wee, update!
Well, for almost the entirety of January I've been leading on camps. I had way too much fun. Way, way too much. I can honestly tell you that this summer has been the most fun I've had in my life, even with the break up. Speaking of which, Grace and I broke up the other day. It's all a bit sad, but we probably work better as crazy friends anyways, but it was a mutual thing so there were no hard feelings, which is how I like it. I also walked up a mountain yesterday. I rule. Current Mood:  All by myself, still awesome November 18th, 200502:19 am: Holycrap my foooot!
On Wednesday blood was spilled, not just any blood, by my awesome blood. How did my fantastic blood come to leave my nigh invulnerable body? I’ll start at the beginning: As some of you know, on Wednesdays I help lead the local youth group, they’re a good buncha kids, if sometime annoying, and this week was labeled ‘bubble week,’ it was basically an excuse to bring out something we called the ‘cheese grater.’ The cheese grater isn’t nearly as bad as it sound, most of the time. It’s basically a makeshift waterslide, We get a big tarp, put it on a big hill, whack on some detergent and water and tell the kids to climb to the top, then laugh when they fail. In a loving way, I mean. On a side note; the reason it was called these cheese grater was because the first time it was ever used, we used in on a gravel hill. Yeah, I dunno either. It was done with the older guys, who thought giving themselves road rash was awesome. Go fig. So anyways, we set up the cheese grater next to a big slide on a very steep hill at a park. Me and a friend, Oliver, join the kids on a team to even things out, and we have a get to the top competition, which goes well. Then these three girl from outside our group rock up and want to join in. They’re pretty young, I’m venturing to guess the oldest was about 11. We tell them they can join in if they REALLY want to, after all we’re here for the kids, but they might get in trouble for getting their clothes soaked. They assured us they wouldn’t, so we figured what the hell, and let them join. Everything went swimmingly, until we packed up the cheese grater. After that things started to go wrong. To start with, my little brother and a friend of his, who were with us decide that hey! The big blue slide would be AWESOME fun if they put water and detergent on it, for that extra ‘oomf.’ One kid goes down the slide and goes a bit fast for my liking, and we tell the kids to pack it up and move down to the oval before someone hurts themselves. No sooner than we say this, the youngest of the three girls who joined us (I’m guessing she was what, 6?) jumped on the slide. I was thinking ‘oh damn, she’s gonna fly down that that frikkin’ slide’ And holy crap, how she flew. She did not come off the slide, per say, “launched” would describe it better. Yes. When she hit the end of the slide this 6 year old was launched, and the slide was still on the hill. For her, landing woulda been a bitch and for us, it woulda been a lawsuit probably. But it wasn’t, cause I caught her, mid air and everything. Defiantly the best catch I’ve made in the history of forever. And to think they laughed at my catching abilities in football! So the day is saved, the girl is fine, the brother is yelled at, and I got many a pat on the back. We decide to set up the cheese grater one last time on a much less steep hill than before, just for fun. And just before we back it up I go to slide down one last time, stand up and comment on how fun it was, when Oliver looks down and goes “Um, Jamie? (That’s me.) Look at your foot.” Yikes. Turns out there was a rock, or some glass or SOMETHING under that tarp, and whatever it was, it took a very sizeable chunk out the top of my foot. The gash was maybe 3½ inches long, and by the time I had noticed I had it, my foot was completely red. I took it like a man though, mainly because it didn’t really hurt for some reason, I think I was still a little high on adrenalin after making that fantastic catch and running up and sliding down the tarp. After bleeding on everything and seven stitches later, here I am, with a now very tender foot. And since I had to keep it elevated I found it really hard to long onto CoH afterwards. So that was my day, how was yours? Current Mood:  HOLYCRAP MY FOOOOOT! Current Music: The Servant - Cells October 15th, 200512:07 am: Spartan!
VICTORY IS MINE! And so is the game! Current Mood:  The win! October 13th, 200512:54 am: Stolen from someone who stole it from someone else's LJ
If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought? (Now post this in your LJ and find out what mine would be) Current Mood: amused Current Music: NOFX - What's the matter with parents today October 10th, 200503:44 pm: Quized
 | You scored as Carrot Ironfounderson. You are Captain Carrot Ironfounderson of the City Watch in the greatest city on the Disc â?? Ankh-Morprok! A truly good natured, honest guy, who knows everyone, and is liked by all. Technically a dwarf, but only by adoption. Youâ??d rather not be reminded that you are the true heir to the throne, but that does explain why people naturally follow your ordersâ?¦
Carrot Ironfounderson | | 75% | The Librarian | | 63% | Commander Samuel Vimes | | 63% | Greebo | | 56% | Rincewind | | 44% | Lord Havelock Vetinari | | 44% | Death | | 38% | Cohen The Barbarian | | 38% | Gytha (Nanny) Ogg | | 25% | Esmerelda (Granny) Weatherwax | | 19% | </td>
Which Discworld Character are you like (with pics)
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Woot! Carrot rocks.
October 2nd, 200508:45 am:
Oh man, I messed up my hands today. Far too much bamboo hit them, and not enough padding. Been practicing with shields again and I’m getting better at it. I hurt Crunchie much today, he tended to be my practice dummy, and I tended to beat him lots. He commented on how he was getting worse, but I think it was more I’m actually starting to know how to handle a shield. It was fun when he tried to shield press me and I just freakkin’ flung him away. Bec and I kept killing each other. I started to get the upper hand towards then end though. For some reason she insists on going bear footed. Why Bec? Why? At one point I threw my sword at her and she hit it away, then ran at me screaming “You will now die painfully!!” only to stub her toe on a tree stump and fall over in pain. Hehe. Poor Bec. At least she put on shoes after that. :D Then nick and I had some shield fights, which turned into grapple matches. I so won. Haha, stabbed! Woot! Then I fought Pig, who had double maces, and I had double katana. Pig with two maces, for those who don’t know, is a friggin’ scary thing. It was mainly a ‘crap, crap, crap, cut of his arrrms’ match, which I manage to do really well when afraid for my life. Then he fought me with a pole arm. I was decent against those, at least. It was fun! And man, my hands look messed up. ^_^ Current Mood:  Phew! September 3rd, 200510:42 pm: booooared!
Blargh! I should be drawing a freaking comic, but I just can't... be... botheeerrd. Looks like I'm gonna have to do it all on Sunday. Or be late or something. >_> Umm.. I was meant to do something... oh right! post the quiz thingy answers that nammers gave me! 1. Reply with your name and I will write something I like about you. 2. I will then tell what song reminds me of you. 3. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, I'll tell you what it would be. 4. I will try to name a single word that best describes you. 5. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you. 6. I will tell you what color you remind me of. 7. Put this in your journal. The name given was mine: 1. You're always happy and you always make everyone around you happy...specially me...even when i'm feeling my crappiest you always manage to make me laugh! 2. Song...hmmm...I don't really find that any music reminds me of you. 3. 10 o'clock...it just seems like you. lol...i don't know why! 4. Awesome! 5. I dunno jammers, there's been heaps! When we all get together the time is always memorable! lol 6. Green. I'm not sure why that is... 7. yeah...put this in your journal... There you have it! there was another one, but I don’t have that one copied for pasting... I need more trousers. I have like, four pairs. The relaxing never-go-out-side-with ones, the crappie ones, the ones that are falling a part (and fall off without a belt) and the new ones. I crave MORE PANTS! and perhaps shirts. Also I got my hair cut shorter for a job interview. I didn’t get the job, and my hair looks like a megaman helmet when not gelled. I am saddend. Current Mood:  MORE PANTS! August 25th, 200501:18 am: I don't talk that much, it seems.
I am incredibly un-deep. No really, I know people who can write for ages about everything everyday if they wanted. I’m not so fantastic with my writing. Um… I’m going to a party of Friday? Maybe some wacky hijinx will come from it. I mean, nothing will ever top the Marty Spartan, but we can damn well try! Umm.. lessee… Saw my ex today. We’re still friendly and stuff, which I like, considering everyone I know seems to hate their ex girlfriends/boyfriends, though in truth I haven’t really gotten over her all too much, which is a pain in the ass. She’s moved on, what can’t I, at least in some small way? Then again I kinda did tell her all this too and I didn’t get any weird looks, so maybe I am moving on, in my own slow invisible way. Ah I dunno, and I’m sure no one really cares. XD Yesterday I went for my interview at Cadburys! If this thing takes then I’ll be a tour guide for the factory, which means money! And chocolate! Mmmm! The weather has been awesome for the past two days and I actually took advantage of it today and I was pleased that I did. Cloudless, perfect days are rare, and it’s stupid to sit here and play City of Heroes or draw or something when there’s other stuff to be enjoyed. My teeth are all healed! All that remains are unpainful holes in my gums that are more or less annoying food traps. Woot! Oh yeah! And I had my brain scanned the other day! It works! And I dont have tumors! Score one for Jamie. Current Mood:  thoughtful July 26th, 200507:12 pm: mmmgh
Wisdom teeth out. Much pain. Ow. Current Mood:  ow Current Music: ow
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