Perfect Drive

1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.


2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.


3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS





IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?


Undone - Lifehouse (wtf..?)



HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?


Broken - Evanesence (hahahahaha!)



WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?


Lonely People - Augustana (so, i'd settle for anyone?)



HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?


Bad Things - Jace Everett



WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?


Hold On - Good Charlotte (um..?)



WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?

Wish We Were Older - Metro Station (yeah, so I could have Mattehh..)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?


Puke - Eminem (LOL!)



WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?


Take A Bow - Glee (damn right!)



WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?

Do The Bartman - The Simpsons (so.. being a brat?)



WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?

Jesus of Suburbia - Green Day (JESUS)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?

Dude (Looks Like A Lady) - Aerosmith (hahahaha!!)



WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?


What's My Age Again? - Blink 182 (lol.. never grow up..)




WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?


Vanilla Twilight - Owl City (vanilla? vanilla ice cream... nomnomnom)




WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?

Secrets - One Republic (whatever.. i'll be dead)



WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?

Grace Kelly - Mika (yuuus! famous people.. entertainment..)



WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?

Stupify - Disturbed (Yes. Being stupid)



WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?


Hey Soul Sister - Train (not really an answer...)



WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?

What's Left Of Me - Nick Lachey (seriously, this post sounds like I am such a retard..)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?

O.M.G - Usher/ Will.I.Am (fo shooo! we rock!)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?

Perfect Drive - Luke Thompson

My Wall!

Blurry as hell.. but the idea's there..

More Matthew Fox Art

First two made with paint - last with Fireworks (font from 101fonts)

EMMY AWARDS :O

today.

Today.

TODAY!

Instructions On Capturing A John Locke In Your Pokeball

1. Once the Locke has spotted you, freeze...DO NOT RUN! He might mistake you for prey if you do! Remain passive and above all, DON'T TURN YOUR BACK.

2. Let the Locke investigate you. Allow him to sniff and paw...DO NOT PANIC. If he growls at you, ignore it. Make no sudden moves. If he seems receptive, SLOWLY begin to stroke him. Stop if he gets upset. Resume passivity.

3. Remember that a Locke WANTS to be loved. Talk soothingly to him, offer him a treat (he'll take anything you've got - especially twinkies - but be careful, he might want something a little more personal). Remember that a Locke is very loyal, affectionate and protective - it's in his nature. Please don't let this noble beast shiver on your doorstep - bring him in and give him a bath. He'll be VERY grateful.

4. If you've followed this advice and you're still alive, congratulations - you have a friend for life.

Haunted - A LOST Fanfiction

Haunted

He stands in the car park outside the courthouse, waiting silently next to his car. Hands sweaty, and keys sticking to his palms as he tries to twirl them with his fingertips. He can only hope that Kate chooses to turn left as she exits the courthouse, and then maybe she'll walk right by him, and he'll have another chance.

He keeps his eyes focused on the entrance. Fixated. He doesn't dare look behind him, he can't, because maybe if he doesn't it will go away. The tall, ghost-like being, - something like an aura - wearing a dark suit and contrasting white tennis shoes.

It appears suddenly. Regularly. A presence he cannot shake, all the drugs he takes and all the alcohol he washes the tiny pills down with still won't make it go away. It traps him between his jeep and the cement walls and he finally turns slowly, heart pounding much faster than it should.

"Jack?"

And then he hears Kate, and his eyes are pulled from familiarity and regret as he sinks in to the frightening and unknown future she holds. Jack knows he loves Kate. And he wants her. And on some levels he knows she loves him back. But he can't have her.

She refuses to see him if he doesn't meet Aaron, build a relationship and raise him as his own son. But he won't. Or he can't. And she has to accept that.

So he watches her leave - even opens the taxi door for her and smiles as she waves goodbye.

But beneath the smile, all he can hear is his fathers voice in his head. Fading in and out, he anticipates the words even before they are spoken.

"Your a failure, Jack."

A failure, standing dumbly, watching the women he loves disappear in the distance.

She had loved him. Once.

But that was gone now.

Because he refused to move on.

The single worst LOST fanfic ever written.

http://community.livejournal.com/sawyer_jack/263637.html#cutid1

It's so bad... just had to post.

Edit: And look what else they wrote http://sylaire87.livejournal.com/1521.html#cutid1

Birthdays

M. Night Shyamalan is 40!

Birthdays

M. Night Shyamalan is 40!

KrayZee

Hmm. I thought this was interesting.

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm a GIRL, so I MUST be WEAK.
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I live in the COUNTRY, so I MUST live on a farm.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.
I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down throat.
I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.
I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore...
I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore
I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.
I'm a TEENAGE DAD, so I MUST be an irresponsible DICK.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".
I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!
I'm GOOD-LOOKING, so I MUST not be a virgin.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player.
I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll.
I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so i must be GAY TOO
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy
I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas
Im a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction
Im a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude
I'm STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff
I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks
I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7
I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.
I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.
I'm a FEMALE, so I MUST not SWEAR.
I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA
I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black
I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil (So I’ve been told)
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.
I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I SOMETIMES wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.
I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.
I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.
I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.
My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.
I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch.
I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser.
I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE.. So I MUST be a whore myself.
I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse
I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist
I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I must be homosexual.
I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.
I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.
I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted.
I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.
I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.
I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.
I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.
I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.
I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.
I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.
I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.
I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and is A MURDERER!
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.
I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser
I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy
I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.
I CHAT, so I MUST be having cyber sex.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins
I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan
I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion
I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.
I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.
I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.
I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED.
I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.
I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.
I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.
I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.
I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED
I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast
I wear BLACK nailpolish, so I MUST be EMO, GOTH, or PUNK
I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish
I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.
I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.
I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroo’s
I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times
I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around.
I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting.
I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.
I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life.
I an friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.
I am an HONOR STUDENT, so I MUST be a NERD.
I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.
I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist
I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, them burst into tears at one mistake
I DON'T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems

A few more manipulations..

Thought I'd update my blog..

So my new fic has 29 reviews.
Personal best right there!

Also, here is Matt and Evie.



and a duck.


Quack.

LOST Edits

I got Photoshop, and I've been messing around with it.

Me.

I Never Noticed How Many Times Juliet Tried to Kill Jack?

Pretty-Jack-Weird-Face

Just had to post it.

Peter Griffin

Meg: I just want to kill myself I'm gonna go upstairs and eat a whole bowl of peanuts.
(Lois and Peter stare in silence)
Meg: I'm allergic to peanuts.
(Peter and Lois keep staring)
Meg: You dont know anything about me. (runs upstairs)
Peter: Who was that guy?

Bonnie: Somebody save him, he can't swim!
Peter: Oh, he's not even kicking. Kick Joe, kick.
Lois: Peter, he's a paraplegic!
Peter: That doesn't mean he can't hear. Kick Joe, kick!

Peter (narrating his life): "I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. I looked with a grimace at the questionable meal Lois had placed in front of me. Of course I'd never tell her how disgusted I was with her cooking, but somehow I think she knew. Lois had always been full of energy and life, but lately I had begun to grow more aware of her aging. The bright, exuberant eyes that I had fallen in love with were now beginning to grow dull and listless with the long fatigue of a weary life. (Lois knocks Peter out.)
I woke several hours later in a daze."

Peter (when he's hungover): This sucks worse than that time I went to that museum. (Flashback to childhood, standing in museum looking at dinosaur
skeltons.)
Peter (as a child): Why did all the dinosaurs die out?
Man at Museum: Because you touch yourself at night

Peter (after Lois tells him he's childish): "If I'm a child that means you're a pedophile, and I'll be damned if i'm going stand here and take this from a pervert."

Lois: Peter,why are we stopped?
Peter: Yeah, I'll have three cheeseburgers...
Lois: Peter for God's sakes she's havin' a baby!
Peter: Oh that's right...and a kid's meal... and uh,I, I guess I'll have fries...if I have fries is anyone else gonna have any? Cuz,uh I don't wanna be the only one eatin' them... I'll feel like a fatty.

(Peter has to come up with a fake name on the spot, so he looks around the room to get inspiration)
Peter Griffin: Uh... my name is...(he sees a pea)
Peter Griffin: Pea...
(he sees a woman crying)
Peter Griffin: ... tear...
(he sees a Griffin fly by)
Peter Griffin: ... Griffin. Peter Griffin

Brought these LOST autographs!

Awesome, right?
Especially because these two are well... the most famous..

Birthdays

David Spade is 46

Jack's Weird Face

Baby Defeats Genetic Odds

Birthdays

Jared Padalecki is 28

Another day of school..

can't wait until I can get the fuck out of there

So if anyone gives a rats ass..

I have new fic up..

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6150302/1/Control

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6150302/1/Control

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6150302/1/Control

It's a hard-T, and Sawyer is very out of character and kinda evil.. unless you hate Jack, and then it's all good.

LOLZ_wuut

Birthdays

Donald Sutherland is 75.. That Kiefer-spawning mole rat ruined 'The Mask'
F. Gary Gary is 41... I don't know who he is, but what an awesome name

Analyze your writing..

So I uploaded the first eighteen chaps of my fic into this site:

http://iwl.me/

and apparently I write like 'David Foster Allen'.

If I wasn't sure this site, like all the others, was totally bogus, I may be hoping I don't reach the same tragic end..

I read some of his stuff online, and I think the websites picking up the constant use of '-'

I uploaded some more stuff:

For 'Lifeline' I got Stephen King

For 'Michael' I got Mark Twain

For 'Photographs' I got Stephen King again

For 'Special' I got Edgar Allen Poe

For 'Control' (which I lost on my computer and just now discovered.. after nearly a year!) I got Harry Harrison (um who? cool name though)

For 'Affliction' I got James Joyce

For 'Alone' I got Mark Twain again

For 'Desole' I got David Foster Wallace

And for 'Haunted' I got Stephanie Meyer. Fuck that.

LOST Journal Entries

Found these here: http://www.cracked.com/blog/if-the-characters-on-lost-told-the-truth/ had to RP - all credit!

KATE

Dear Diary,

Today I wore my shirt bunched up around my stomach with a single smear of dirt on my otherwise immaculate face. I think it makes me look savage, but not ugly savage; a pretty savage. Like a wild, sexy horse.
I practiced ‘cavorting in the surf,’ for two hours this morning, and I really think I have it nailed. As the sun fell behind me–its rays outlining my soft body in an aura of sparkling light and water–I think I actually felt everything go into slow motion.

I would feel like such a pretty, pretty princess if a poor diet and prolonged malnutrition didn’t have me shitting liquid into a ditch every two hours.

HURLEY

What’s up, Journal?

Everybody here is so into their personal drama. It’s pretty weird, I guess. There’s no room for a fat guy in all that stuff, though. Oh no, the fat guy can’t be involved in any romantic love triangles; he’d just drag everything down, right? It’d be like, an isosceles love triangle if you put fatty on one end. Speaking of, why have I even gained weight here? Between nebulous monsters and the Others, I run literally eight miles a day and there is nothing to eat here but fish and fruit. I’ve been living like a Californian trophy wife for four years now, dude, and I still look like that guy from Blues Traveler. It’s not fair. If Sawyer’s gonna keep calling me “Tubbs and Crocket,” you’d think somebody’d hook a dude up with some real food.

Today I got so desperate that I made a makeshift burrito out of leaves and this dead bird I found. It almost tasted like Taco Bell.

I cried for an hour and a half.

JACK

Another Stunning Entry in Jack’s Personal Journal of Extreme Significance,

I’m beginning to worry about morale here on the island. At first, everybody was really all about our emotional connections with each other and banding together, but now it just feels like they’re phoning it in. I tried talking to Sawyer about our conflicting feelings for Kate, but he told me that he couldn’t “give a flying fuck at the moon,” about my feelings and that I should get back to him when I “know what that damn smoke monster is.” I tried telling him that the so-called “smoke monster” is really a metaphor for our inner darkness clouding our ability to love, but he just punched me in the chest until I fell unconscious. Doesn’t anybody care about my emotions anymore?

I’m not sure if I liked my daddy or not! THIS IS IMPORTANT.

JOHN

The Chronicles of John Locke,

The island hasn’t spoken to me in weeks now. I begin to worry about our psychic connection. How solid can our relationship really be, if it is so easily shaken? A guy forgets to turn a wheel one god damn time and then it’s the silent treatment for a month. I’m pretty hard up. I’ve started really noticing that little island off the coast that the Others’ facilities were on. It seems like it’s really been working on its appearance lately. Sometimes I look at that pretty little island out there, sitting all perky and tight on the shifting sea, and it’s all I can do to stop myself from canoeing out there and giving it a good hard psychic reaming.

That little bitch. You know she wants it.

Jesus, commitment is hard.

SAWYER

awyer’s Diary of Feelings and Crap,

I’m runnin’ outta nicknames. For the last month I’ve just been calling everybody “homo.” Don’t think nobody’s finding it all that endearing anymore. Thought I’d step up my game last week and try something new, but I drew a complete blank and ended up calling Claire’s ghost “chucklenuts.” I think that was from a Jerky Boys CD.

My hair has officially gone from ‘sexy, primal mane’ to ‘unattractive, vegan hippy nest.’

Nobody cares how troubled you are when you smell like sweat and old fruit.

MILES

So. Journal. Hey.

Why doesn’t anybody pay attention to me? I see dead people like I’m the fuckin’ Sixth Sense. I travelled back in time to meet my own father like Marty Goddamn McFly. What does it take to get some fucking interesting story-arcs up in this bitch? I think I’m going to fight a robot assassin from the future tomorrow, thus setting in motion the formation of the last resistance of mankind. If that doesn’t work, I just don’t even know. I guess I’ll get titty implants. It worked for Kate and Hurley.

BEN

Ben’s Log,

A revelation has come to me. After years of confusion and desperation, I believe I finally understand. I believe I finally understand everything, and that is all I have ever asked in return for my many sacrifices. It’s perfectly clear now: Jacob was not the island, Richard is. Jacob was an incarnate version of an old god, hidden here in a place where old gods could still exist, not at odds with the modern world outside. Jacob was the avatar of a god, as was his brother, but it’s Richard who is the avatar of the island itself. He cannot die in this place because he is this place. These long years have had me thinking that I served the island through Jacob, but I was merely serving Jacob because it is what the island, Richard himself, asked of me. It is Richard who should have my loyalty. Richard who is truly important to me. It is Richard who has my answers. And at long last I believe there are answers to be had…

P.S.

Nevermind. Richard was just beaten to death by a four-toed, bird-headed giant named ADAM-1. His death was foretold by the talking polar bear totem that’s apparently been haunting the dreamtime of the Oceanic Six. Also? Turns out I’m a woman.
What the fuck, guys?

Just… just what the fuck

Today's Birthdays :

Terry O'Quinn is 58

Forest Whitaker is 49

Scott Foley is 38

yeah.. so that's pretty much how it is.

How Unbelievably Crap My Camera Is..

I decided to photograph this pic with my camera. The one that has worked since pretty much the day I brought it (the ONE thing I don't get an extended warranty on).

I mean, seriously, wtf is this?

So Strange Watching Scott Wolf on V.. (yet so easy to six-degree him)

1994:

2010:

I never watched the Nine or Everwood that intensely to notice him. Has he done anything else since Party of Five? Probably not since I can't find a decent pic of him anywhere on the web. I think he may of had a nose job though.. and his top lip looks like it's had lipo.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

MATTHEW FOX'S BIRTHDAY

by Kathleen

(Matthew pictured with his Emmy for best birthday boy, birthday hat and superman cape.)

(Evie, seconds before he won it)

For Matty's party, the cast and crew threw him a shin dig....

But it didn't go quite as planned..

But then they found the cake

But Matty still got confused and thought Dom was the cake...

Luckily, Evie pulled them apart and once again saved the day by making the Jears go away :)

At the party, they played many games..

like 'ride-the-fat-man'

and they even had a pull up contest!

Evie wore her best threads

Jorge forgot a gift..

but Terry brought Matty a Teddy Bear!

Mark got his drink on..
So did Matty..

Charles Widmore showed up with a cake..

But Matty told him to fuck off home.

Everyone soon decided a costume party would be MUCH more fun, and hurried off to change..

They had a sleep over that night..

The next morning they looked like this..

and took glamor shots.

Charlies Widmore destroyed these photographic properties with rude tags!
But Matty was already over turning 44.

Evie wasn't.

But still, he told them all to fuck off home..

So he could get some eats..
THE END!

NAHHHH Jokes. Happy Birthday!

"The best present the world can give you is an Emmy for Best Actor in a Drama Series"