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Ingrid

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Startredder(AIM)

startredder@hotmail.com (MSN)

Fanlistings, Cliques, and Other Stuff

Reading Lirael, As You Like It, The English Patient, Heart of Darkness, Suikoden III, Candidate for Goddess

Watching House, Rick Mercer's Monday Report, Gilmore Girls, Scrubs, Corner Gas, Aishiteruze Baby, Prince of Tennis, Hikaru no Go

Playing The Bard's Tale, Katamari Damacy, Curse of Monkey Island, Final Fantasy VI, Disgaea: Hour of Darkness, Pretty Barbie Dressup Party Final Fantasy X-2(group gaming)

Back-burner Star Ocean: Till the End of Time, Star Ocean: The Second Story, Final Fantasy Tactics: Advance, Baldur's Gate: Tales of the Sword Coast, Planescape: Torment, Final Fantasy VII

Obsessing Firefly, Erik and Ray, Impulse/Bart Allen, Ford Prefect, Monkey Island, Nostalgia.

Upcoming Things of Importance
January 5 First day of classes
January 14 Birthday party
January 16 Jaryn and Matt Are Old Day

Ninja and Roommate
Crack for Crack
Story and Art Journal
Mythical Detective Loki Screencap Recaps
Prince of Tennis Screencap Recaps

Previous Games

American Gods
Carnival of Bargain Madness
Grumpy Gamer
The International House of Mojo
Logic and Chaos
Pensieve
Websnark
Worm Blog

scented // midnight rain

layout
Is by Meimi, that wonderful Goddess who brings joy and happiness to the hearts of Ingrids.
This time, Meimi brought joy by doing a layout of Isumi Shinichirou and Waya Yoshitaka, of Hikaru no Go. It is full of wub.


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2/22/2003 07:02:32 PM

You're in the Loner box.


What box do you get put in?
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2/22/2003 03:06:13 PM
Chassť. Hikaru no Go fic. Isumi and Waya. First one I've read. It's good, even if it is written in the present tense. Blegh, present tense.

Mrrr. Waya. <3


2/22/2003 02:20:37 PM
Dear Microwave,
If you do not refrain from splattering my lunch all over your interiors, do me the favour of explaining this deep hatred you have for pork.
Natch,
Ingrid.


2/22/2003 02:36:43 AM
Boy Meets Boy for February 22nd, 2003 features Bitter Skids. Bitterness never tasted so sweet. The Collin in me approves.

Could blog about the stuff that's been going on but . . . I'm fecking tired. My soul is being devoured by Planescape: Torment (great game, fscking great game, turns your brain inside out and blows it out your ears) and by my own damn writing. Which is less about it being good and full of devouring power, and more about it not letting me sleep.

Also - Thomas Theisman is going to be allowed to completely Own me after It Happens to my Favourite.

I know how to pick 'em.


2/20/2003 08:44:12 PM
Warning: The following is a miserable, angry little rant. If you're reading it, chances are good it's not aimed at you.

Currently feeling immensely uncomfortable. It's the sort of discomfort that brings back a lot of unpleasant memories, and a lot of the reasons I hate people so much and have tried to keep myself from getting too attached to people these days. It's hard to find the fine line between tact and rudeness when you're dealing with someone who's hurt you and you consider to be incredibly rude.

I don't like being treated like someone that can just be turned on and off, here when you need me to be, and nonexistant when you don't, and if I find you treating me like this, I will never, ever have respect for you as a person. If you treat me like this, you are not my friend. If I thought you were, and you treat me like this, then you've betrayed me.

I can carry a grudge forever. I'm a pessimist. I can remember all the bad things you've ever done to me, long after anything good you may have done has faded. It has to be something really overwhelming good and kind to stick in my mind in spite of current hurts.

I carry massive grudges, and I rarely forgive. This is just as much my fault but . . . it's the sort of thing that can be prevented. Doesn't mean it is, though.


2/20/2003 03:11:55 PM
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.


2/20/2003 01:55:41 PM
Dammit! ~gives up, throws things at blogger, and goes to sulk~


2/20/2003 01:43:35 PM
Blogger is a whore.


2/20/2003 01:41:56 PM
I now have the functional gruops listed in the front of my organic chemistry text written out on postit notes and stuck around my monitor. I've got acid anhydride, acid chloride, alcohol (the only one I can ever remember), aldehyde, alkane, alkene, alkyne, amide, primary amine, secondary amine, tertiary amine, arene, carboxylic acid, disulfide, ester, haloalkane, ketone, phenol, sulfide, and thiol. Am I forgetting anything? ~scratches head~


2/20/2003 01:31:31 PM
Work, bitch.


2/20/2003 01:29:00 PM
Thank God, I found a table of functional groups in the front of my organic chemistry text book.


2/17/2003 01:16:00 PM
So, I go downstairs to make myself some tea to take a break from studying organic chemistry (I'm on the chapter abuot Haloalkanes, and only have to finish this, and three sections in chapter eight to have read over all the material that'll be on the midterm) and find that the mail's come. And, wow, there's stuff for me!

Hugs and kisses to Cathy, for sending me valentines. ^_^ It's just like being in elementary school again, only I never got valentines this cute or funny. One's of Ralph Wiggum, infamously from the Simpsons, and the other's ~plays dramatic music~ a super shiny Samwise Gamgee valentine. This makes it the only piece of Samishness I own besides the books. I'm taping it to Keiichi's monitor. It's so cute. ^_^

Other random note concerning hobbitish things - Guthrie's friend Jason just came over. He has hobbit hair, when he chooses to wash it.


2/17/2003 12:16:47 AM
Stephen's an evil bastard. He does, however, get cookies, no matter how much he shows me things I cannot have. And makes me dream about mailboxes with leetle tiny feet.

Went to a party. It was, um . . . could have been better. I hate my massive social awkwardness.

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