Sunday, January 30, 2005

Would be *nice*....





You Are 18 Years Old



18





Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.



Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Yay, I'm *weird*!

Of all the weird test takers:

18% are more weird,
6% are just as weird, and
76% are more normal than you!


What is your weird quotient? Click to find out!

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

AWWWWWWW Yeeeeeeeah!

Awwwwwwwww yeeeah, fo *SHIZZLE*!

Your new pimp name is:
Fine Ass Juby White Chocolate

There were *so* many good ones at: http://www.white-wolf.com/pimp/index.php?line=generator

That is was hard to decide! (And I *SO* want to get this game, lol!)

(rejected pimp names follow)
Sweetness Juby One Eye (Best runner up, really)
Dirty M. Tongue Tickler
Bishop M. Sneaky
Big M. Varmint
Slim Angel Huggy
Reverend Angel Brown Sugar
Hernandez M. Super Suede
Mean Juby Cube
Playa Hata M. Playa Hata
True M. Shizzle
Professor Juby G-Man
Love Doctor M. Hernandez
True M. Macktastic

And, last but not least (last only becase I'm fallin' out my chair laughing at these, heh)

Fat Bottom M. Sneaky

Sunday, January 09, 2005

LOL, how'd they know?

Juby

J is for Joyful
U is for Unique
B is for Bonkers
Y is for Yummy

What Does Your Name Mean?



I am having *way* too much fun at Blogthings, heh.
(for some reason the code didn't play well with blogger... *grrr*)

Thursday, January 06, 2005

"I drove my car into a copcar the other day"...





Float On by Modest Mouse





"Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans"

Laid back and real, people appreciated you for you are in 2004.




I ::heart:: these little guys!





You Are a Boston Terrier Puppy





Aggressive, wild, and rambunctious.
Deep down, you're just a cuddle monster.





Sound accurate?

Hmm...been called this for years, really...

So it was no suprise that I was a:





You Are a Fruitcake!





You taste like nothing else in this world.
And get ready, you're about to get tossed!




HEY! They have names now!

Thanks, Blogthings!! heh

Your Boobies' Names Are: Betty and Veronica



Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Why can't the nice guys and the nice girls just get together??

Friend of mine posted a link to this: An Ode to Nice Guys. Which prompted this comment on his site:

All so very very true. Now where's the rant about how nice GIRLS finish last? About how all the whiny, high maintenance, mind game playing, illogical, manipulative bitches get these SPECTACULAR guys and promptly treat them like complete dogshit, yet the guys still pant at thier heels?

About how guys will tell you that they want a girl who will play video games and eat 'guy food' and stay up all night watching action movies with them and not be so uptight that they can't burp, someone who's not terrified of tromping through the muddy woods with a paintball gun, but then these guys will immediately go for a girl who's the exact opposite of what they SAY they want. They go for the bitch that will not only whine about all the "guy" things they do, but EXPECT them to change.

Fuck that shit. Where's the rant for all the girls out there that aren't going to cheat on thier man, that aren't going to give him hassle about 5'oclock shadow, that aren't going to make them guess about what they're thinking, all those girls out there that end up getting shit on because apparently men just want to be treated like shit?

OY.

~Juby
Yes, I know it's grammatically *terrible*, and there's about 9 different thoughts out there, but it's something that's pissed me off for a very long time. I really need to clean that up, solidify the thoughts, make it less like my "toilet seat rant". Because, dammit! Guys need to realize that THEY DO IT TO.