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"uh. well, i have a livejournal:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/vanacrusis
i am too nice for my own good. i have..."
More about Sarahfax Van
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Occupation:
i hate my life.
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Hobbies and Interests:
music, singing, opera, playing guitar, pretending to play piano, reading, origami, star wars, feng shui, hairdye, driving, stars, rain, phase 10, just chillin with friends, making music
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Favorite Books:
the harry potter books, nine stories by jd salinger, house of leaves by mark z. danielewski, all terry pratchett, chuck palahuink (i can't spell. sorry chuck.) the secret history by donna tartt, i dig herman hesse, kafka, tony horwitz... list goes on.
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Favorite Movies:
lotr (both), star wars (all), Indiana Jones (all), Amadeus, office space, the shawshank redemption... probably a lot more but it's rather early for me at the moment and my brain isn't working.
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Favorite Music:
SELF!!!, MSI, poe, portishead, bucket of monkey, ben harper, ani difranco, flogging molly, bis, aphex twin, thingy, pavement, plaid, bob marley, jeff buckley, smashing pumpkins, the beatles, dispatch, marilyn manson, more that won't fit
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Favorite TV Shows:
adult swim, macgyver, law & order, hong kong phooey, monster garage, anything on tlc/history/discovery channels, iron chef
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About Me:
uh. well, i have a livejournal:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/vanacrusis
i am too nice for my own good. i have extremely bad luck.
i
am agoraphobic yet i love meeting new people. i'm sweet,
genuine, and giving, but i have a sarcastic streak a mile
and a half wide. i'm a bit of a contradiction, i suppose.
go figure. writing about myself is boring. i'm going to
go
have coffee.
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Who I Want to Meet:
someone that will let me put shampoo spikes in their hair.
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used to live in TN, and one summer when
I was living near Nashville Sarah came
out too visit me. It was rockin' and
she claimed to like Murfreesboro, but I
know that's only because she was only
there for about 3 days. Any longer and
your brain starts to melt out the side
of your ears. True Story.
Osmond. And that's a fact.
mr. eyerly's class together. 2nd
period in ninth grade. we did whatever
possible to keep him from getting to
the actual lesson by talking about
complete nonsense. she's one cool
chick. even though i've moved a
bazillion times i try to keep in touch
with her as much as possible
because... well she's my sare-bear. i
love her!
sing!!! I mean... we were running to 7-
11 or something and all singing along
with the radio and damn, I almost got
into an accident.... I mean I am vain
about my singing voice, but this girl
has a right to think of us mortals as
inferior....... at least most of the
time.....I can still drink her under
the table....
better get ready..... time to party!!!!
I want to play cards all night till we
fall on them agian and everyone is
laughing at us!!!! good times those
were, time to reenact!!!!!
sprite in my life. She dissappears and
reappears with seeming ease.....
sometimes she's in town for ages and
ages, then you dont see her for almost
a year, then she is around again. She
is a happy, cheerful , kind, fun loving
and funky person..... I love her
ability ot take the most depressed
friend, and do something to
them......and have them smiling at the
monkeyish antics in no time. She is not
opposed to doing what sge wants,
because, well, thats what she wants.
And she makes a fun drunk.
singing the gypsy solo in a musical i
won't name to preserve her
reputation... she was amazing back
then, and is amazing now. and her
name is definitely Van not Sarah you
punks.
parties.
Dale. It's not like you SLEPT for the
2 hours... not with all the ass
grabbing going on. And Beavis doing
his deforestation imitation.
Van you rock. Your parties are the
sole reason I would move to Richmond.
Just wait for Halloween.
hours of traffic back (people need to
stop crashing their f'ing cars and
shutting down 95), and a headache that
didn't go away 'til 2 days later.
That's just from one night at this
girls house. I left her helmet on the
roof, broke her neighbor's lawn chair
(i think), and she STILL talks to
me :) Soooo...when's the next party?