| Welcome to The North Pole! |
[29 Nov 2009|04:45am] |
Here at Santa's headquarters Mr. and Mrs. Claus are helping to spread some holiday cheer between kisses under the mistletoe. Members of ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) biography are welcome to join in on any or all of the activities listed below. If there are any questions, comments, suggestions, concerns or requests to sit on Santa's lap leave a comment here and we'll get back to you. To see all the activities going on please join and friend the community.
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| LETTERS FROM SANTA! |
[29 Nov 2009|03:30am] |
 You spent all those childhood years writing to Santa now it's his chance to send some back! Letters From Santa is a way to anonymously send your friends, strangers even enemies if you're feeling that much holiday cheer, little tokens to brighten up their day. Submit links, images, poems, cards, songs or just some text to say hello and any item will be delivered by Santa or Mrs. Claus to the recipients "friends only" post. All submissions will be delivered almost daily, depending on how busy Mr. and Mrs. Claus get in the kitchen.
PLEASE SUBMIT ALL LETTERS HERE
IN THE FOLLOWING FORM:
1. In the subject line link the receivers user name.
2. Leave the image link, song link, or text in the message box.
It should look like this.
Please feel free to comment anonymously.
Leave a new comment for each "letter".
Keep it jolly!
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| have you seen him, biography? |
[29 Nov 2009|02:57am] |
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aim: armstrong and co |
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[29 Nov 2009|01:58am] |
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Must be a member of biography to join!
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[28 Nov 2009|07:06pm] |
It's funny that pirates were always going around searching for treasure, and they never realized that the real treasure was the fond memories they were creating.
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[28 Nov 2009|02:00pm] |
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Looks like I can't leave you biography
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[27 Nov 2009|06:10pm] |
Headphones. Seriously the most important thing in my life right now. I just splurged and got those Bose noise canceling ones. You know the ones they sell at airports. And those guys come out at you with their crisp shirts and overly-gelled hair and say "Want to hear something amazing?" in the most seductive voice he can muster and then he pulls you by the elbow (of course, the only non-sexual part on a body) and has you listen and it is like this wave of orgasmic sound pushes its way into your ears and your eyes close and your head bobs and...God. I was sold on the pure sex of it. Now, I couldn't live without them. I can't even hear Kitty snore. Yes, my cat snores. Those things never leave my head.
Given that I pushed myself into a very fast-paced lifestyle very young, I've needed more than a few hobbies to keep my stress at bay. I have dabbled yoga. That involves headphones, too. I got extra long earbuds and I listen to my iPod and do the squatting pregnant lemur hybrid, or whatever. But seriously, sometimes I break out into yoga positions at the strangest times. It is the same as counting backwards from ten for me. It just calms me down. Since things are crazy, and I don't know what state I am in until someone tells me, or I look on Myspace, I need something to keep me grounded. I did a little hip-hop dancing a few years ago. I was thinking of picking that back up, but really, where am I going to find a traveling hip-hop dancer to tour with us and show me the ropes? It is funny, because I feel absolutely uncoordinated on stage. Beyond the little dances I do, I am nothing more than a head-bobber when I have headphones on. I feel very uncoordinated, but according to fans of a recent Youtube, I can dance just like Sasha Fierce.
Headphones are important because, in a way, they keep me in contact with my friends. Friends send me music, or make new music and send it my way. Then, I listen and think of them. I can either smile, or call my friend up and ask her what the hell is wrong. I was revisiting old school Fall Out Boy today. It made me smile. I am hearing good and bad things. I don't have to like everything they put out, but it put a smile on my face, and that is all they need to know. I generally don't listen to music on my laptop, just my iPod. It is time to put the headphones back on.
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| This Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for you,biography |
[27 Nov 2009|07:48am] |
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thankful and full |
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tyler collins (free willy in the background) |
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Thanks to you. For teaching me how to live. Putting things in perspective. Teaching me how to give and how to take. No mistake. We were put here together.
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| :: secrets 020 :: anonymous commenting enabled. |
[27 Nov 2009|12:18am] |
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head here to submit secrets for next week.
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| go down on gabe |
[26 Nov 2009|12:12pm] |
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My name is Gabe. Who wants to be friends with benefits?
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| what do you not want this Thanksgiving? |
[25 Nov 2009|05:46pm] |
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allergic to milky way |
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| late night/early morning questions #2 |
[25 Nov 2009|03:08am] |
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Tell me a secret, anonymous.
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| BANKROLL LEO. |
[23 Nov 2020|09:20pm] |
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| Couldn't resist. Give me your favorite songs about creepy crawlers |
[23 Nov 2009|04:56pm] |
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the cure, naturally. |
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| what motivates you when things get crazy? |
[23 Nov 2009|08:09am] |
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need sleep and muscle relaxant |
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[22 Nov 2009|10:38am] |
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i took a night off for you. go ahead and turn the lights off, but keep your heels on. they're fitting for what i'm about to do. no, you ain't explaining how you want it done. just be quiet. i'll do fine without your help, girl.
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| This is my unauthorized biography. |
[21 Nov 2009|08:52pm] |
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Brick walls are there for a reason. The brick walls are not there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to show how badly we want something. Because the brick walls are there to stop the people who don’t want something badly enough. They are there to keep out the other people.
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| Stop Making Sense, best movie to fall asleep to... tell me yours. |
[20 Nov 2009|01:40am] |
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⁕ YOU GOT A FACE WITH A VIEW
I'm just an animal looking for a home, share the same space for a minute or two
and you love me till my heart stops, love me till I'm dead. |
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[19 Nov 2009|02:00pm] |
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she's heaven on the eyes, but boy, she's hell on the heart.
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