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The Sole Intellectual Island Amid a Sea of Bumpkins

You think it's easy to do this backwards and in heels?

Created on 2005-05-08 16:17:56 (#7051213), last updated 2005-08-07

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Name:	Norma Jeane "Lyn" Sands
Birthdate:	02-26
Location:	Nunna Yo Bizness, Cote D'Ivoire (Ivory Coast)
Website:	The Cleavage Inspection Agency

Bio

Normally I would do something other than launch right into my name -- that's what the "cool kids" do and I don't condone in the same activities as those wankers unless it's sex or smoking -- but, what're ya gonna do? By the way, I perfer to be called "Lyn." It's not a big deal if you call me something else--well, maybe for you cuz you'll be laughed at--but I have nothing against other nicknames.

Anyway...

My full name is Norma Jeane, although I adapted the nickname "Lyn" because I'm named after the late, great Marilyn Monroe. How? Little known fact: Norma Jeane was the star's real name. So, I'm Norma Jeane "Lyn"... and I'm an alcoholic.

Heh, no, I'm jerkin' your chain. Although I suppose I do give off the air of a drunk...what with all the daiquiries I drink, but (when I'm working) I order them without alcohol. Remember, if you choose to drink, don't drive. And if you choose to drive, don't drink. Either way, I refuse to be killed in some auto collision brought on by some shit-faced teenager who decided to go out and slam a few bottles.

This is for Liam (my partner), not me...

*BLOWJOBS* TOTAL!
give Liam more *BLOWJOBS*

Get BLOWJOBS of your own

Give the guy some love, okay? He needs it.

A Few of My Favorite Things...

TV Show: Charlie's Angels, Invader Zim, South Park, The Simpsons, I Love Lucy

Movies: ...Charlie's Angels, Foxy Brown, 007 (with Sean Conery, not those other wannabes), the old silent film version of The Phantom of the Opera, Where the Buffalo Roam, Moulin Rouge, Chicago

Music: Some showtunes, jazz, oldies like Frank Sinatra (ol' blue eyes snared me, I admit it), classic rock from the sixties/early seventies, Joe Bach, Mozart, The Beatles

Books: Laughing Wild (the best monologue ever written.) But for now? Uh...either...The DaVinci Code, Phantom of the Opera</em>, or Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Just got The Rum Diary, though, so things could change

Drink: Daiquiri. Strawberry and there's no way around it. But I will go for wine (preferably red), occasionally tequilla, cafe lates (coffee only wishes it were that good), or if you don't have anything alcoholic/caffinated, I'll settle for orange juice or water. And if you don't have that, piss on you, then.

Food: Don't really have a favorite, actually...Dunno why I just didn't leave this out, but, meh.

Addictions: Cigaretts, sex, playing with guns (not those guns, although if the right one comes along...), caffine, pissing people off for my own amusement, bugging my superiors (they need to get all hot and bothered every now and then, c'mon, if you knew these jackasses, you'd say the same thing), drumming my fingernails

Pastimes: Scaring the shit out of people, annoying people, freaking people out -- just plain getting to people. It's all good. And can sex be considered a hobby? I'd say so, but, then again, that's just me

Hopes and Dreams: World peace -- fuck, no. I don't give a rat's ass if the world destroys itself, just as long as it doesn't bring me down with it. Nah, really I'd just like to off my dad, but you don't need to judge me on that alone. u.u</p>

That said, I must be off. If and when I find the time, I'll touch this up a bit. But when's the last time my boss gave me even a single day off? I dunno about you kids, but I'm busy most of the time. Someone needs to enforce child labor laws--ah, no, wait. I'm 28. Nevermind. Anyway, ta for now, kids. I've got things to do, people to see, revolutions to start -- oh wait. I've already done that. Silly me.

Over and out,

~L. Sands

Post Script:

Recently, this has been made into a 'Friends Only' journal. Yeah, it's a bitch, I know, but I suppose I could remove the banner......if you guys really wanted the wrong people to invade my journal, track me down, and drag me off to their quote/unquote "secret whereabouts" and hold my life over my brother's head...again. Yeah; right. Sorry, kids. Can't risk another kidnapping. Their aren't enough Mafias/cartels/eccentric billionares-who-are-part-time-stalkers to go around. However, if you feel that you absolutely cannot possibly live without reading my personal thoughts...just leave a comment with Miss Monroe and I'll see if you check out. Who knows? You might just get in.