Name: Linda
Worst feeling in the world: Frustration, worthlessness, isolation, shame, regret
Best feeling in the world: Just knowing that you mean something to someone...or knowing that you don't give a damn if you mean anything to anyone
Zodiac sign: Aquarius
Half Empty or half Full: Half empty, and the cup's dirty, too
Currently Reading: undecided between picking up Kerouac or Nietzhe... oh, why do my pretentions have to get to me?
Currently feeling... not so good, but it's ok
Favorites
Band: OK Go rocks my boat, but I have an enduring love affair with Elliot Smith
Song: "Friday Night" by the Darkness ("God the way she moves me / to write bad poetry")
Book: Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (considering the fact that I read this 5 or 6 times, why not. You can never get enough Mr. Darcy. Really, you can't.)
Author: Danielle Steel. Ha ha.
Movie: Amélie, because it's my prozac. And we all need our prozac, don't we.
An Englishman walks into a bar. He sits down at the bar, and the bartender (who is, incidentally, also his priest) turns to him and says, "You know, you haven't been to confession in awhile. But that's okay, just say 10 Hail Mary's in the morning and 20 at night, and it'll be fine."The Englishman grunts and says, "Damn that Bloody Mary! I'll have a gin."
(brought to you by the ingenuity and corny humor of myself and Marie)
I believe in a thing called love. Really, I do.
