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Show us something that made the hairs on your neck stand up. 
Submitted by Cece.

im too creeped out about it to google "creepy porclain dolls" but, yeah.....creepy porclain dolls make my neck hair stand stock still...aye, theyre sooo....well, creepy!

What words, for the life of you, can you never spell correctly?
Submitted by Byrne.

well, i dunno about spelling, but i can NEVER manage to say specific, massachusetts, or mirror right. i get tongue tied on specific, massachusetts always comes out as massa-chu-shitsh, and mirror is always mear. no matter how hard i focus, i cant break the habit.

Show us the one thing that unfailingly makes you smile, no matter what. 
Submitted by Sourire.

21_1 cute

Have you noticed a climate change in the area where you live over the past few years?

san diego? oh hey, no, baby. Sunny and 73*, and i think its been that average since like....the beginning of...forever...

or at least since the ice age was done. heck, its raining right now and it's still sunny. i am not even kidding. its that cool type of rain where theres these huge dark clouds, but theyre spread out so its dark gray spots in a bright blue sky. its hella tight.and its windy too, but the santa anna kind, sorta. hell, santa anna was sucha suck...but i wont go into jistory right now. although, where the wild animal park is, there was once a battle between the californios and the americans? waaay cool. oh i guess thats going into history. and its way off topic.

 Well, the weathers been the same, since that battle where the rhinos and cheetas now run semi loose, and since the ice age was done, to now.

but seriously, i havent noticed if theres been much difference. this winter was more cold than normal, like, snow fell in la mesa but didnt touch the ground. but if this is one of those global warming things, i think im going the wrong way with this.

In your ultimate dream house, what does your favorite room look like?

Oh, gees, its would be hella sweet.it would be one of those sun rooms, and like, one wall would have double glass doors. The floor would be hardwood, but the kind thats like, gray and weathered looking. There would be windows that were the four paned kind, but in rows on probably one of the walls, so it was mostly window...but still a little wall.in the spaces in between there would be pictures or somthing.

the couch(es) would be blue, and made of cloth. the walls would be paneled with wood that would be painted like, possibly white or light light light practically-white blue.or sage green? there would be some hanging plants, and some potted plants in various spots, and a canvas hammock. it would be like, an enclosed porch sort of, i guess. it would look out atthe backyard which would have lots of flowers and green grass, which you can see the ocean from. there would be guitars in the stands in various parts, and a honkey-tonk piano. there would be little tables at the end of each side of the couch, and one of those those japanese fishing ball things would be on one. there would be a dog bed too, for the dog...

there would be a big black and white photograph above the couch, of maybe a boat or the beach, or of the family (which will have like, 8 kids), or of donnabella lilys.

thered be a stereo somewhere in there too..

a little detailed...:)

"I was raised by two people on semi-opposite sides of the family spectrum. my mom's family is huge and close knit, and by that i mean i know my fourth and fith cousins as well as i know alot of my friends. Mom's side goes to church, everyones birthday parties, and even more insane, we used to all pack in tour bus which my grandpa drove, and travel the western united states. by all of us, i mean 50 or more people, ages 4 to seventy. chaos.

then theres my dad's side. small, close knit too, and not very west coast-like. my grandpa was in the military and so the family, (my father, uncle, grandma and him) lived all over the USA, and for a short period of time, italy. You can't realy call them "hick" or "rednecks", but certainly it comes to mind when hanging out with them. Often times, when spending holidays with them, the visits turn into jams, where the guitars are broken out and the beatles, creedance clearwter, elvis, and more is played. During meals, we talk about my grandpas expeirences serving,how my grandma wants a burro for a pet, my uncles old band, my grandmas newest work of sewing, hunting in upstate new york, the log cabin the grnparents are building in AZ, drag racing, which my dad, uncle and grandpa all take part in (legally!), and by the end of the night my grandpas talking very loud with the help of a bud, every one is laughing, and i am wishing i brought my video camera, cus man, the stuffs freakin priceless. oh, and they dont go to church.

they are very different, like my mother and father are. which could be one of the reasons they got divorced. but heck, i dig the family, so...if thats the way it is, thats the way it is."

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