STALKED!!!

[tabular_rasa]

Get one of your own! by Drunken Hero tabular_rasa is being stalked on Livejournal! bibliohermione is stalking tabular_rasa bibliohermione’s REAL name : Culbertson Kane bibliohermione’s REAL DOB : 26th September 1981 Height :185 cm Weight : 61.6 kg bibliohermione has dreamt about you : 30 times bibliohermione became interested in you : 03rd January 2004 bibliohermione’s latest dream about you After a brief rendezvous in a unisex spa, the two lovers decide to make kittens behind an unattended reception desk. 5 minutes into the experience David Hasselhoff mysteriously appears at the desk with his hand resting casually on the side of his cheek trying to surpress the grin that by-now has engulfed his face. He steals a glimpse of your genetalia before disappearing as quickly as he came. This is how bibliohermione describes your relationship behind your back ‘If I didn’t have tabular_rasa in my life I think I would chop my head off with my fathers razor. it really means that much to me.’ bibliohermione’s been stealing stuff from your house too. You know the way all of your baby teeth mysteriously disappeared? Well bibliohermione has them. They’ve even started modifying their body for you bibliohermione now has a full-colour image of you tattooed on their back. They sent the following message to you in a Valentines I need somebody to love. Over these last couple of months I’ve got to know you but you still do not know who I really am. I’m watching you. The Police No. calls to the police : 11 times Your Last Call to The Police "Look, I need help now. A friend of mine is on top of my roof and they’re threatening to kill themselves unless I accept their marriage proposal. Fuck! I just heard a massive thud! Jesus they’ve done it!" bibliohermione’s Police File bibliohermione is a sadistic cold-blooded killer who preys on the countryside looking for barnyard animals to mowdown in their people carrier. Testimonies about bibliohermione palatier - Suicidal wreck ‘I’ve known them both for a long time and I can safely say I’ve never met such a pair of nutjobs in my life. All of these claims are bullshit.’ velkan_ivanova - Pig-hustler ‘Fucking hell! This is hilarious for all the wrong reasons. tabular_rasa should really be in hospital receiving X-rays to the head.’ ticey - Monarch of lard ‘I always thought bibliohermione was a good kid. A bit shy but with a kind heart. How wrong was I?’ _setting_sun_ - O’Vomit-a-lot ‘I use the word cunt sparingly - it’s more effective that way. I’ve spent all morning texting bibliohermione, with that word playing a key role in most of my messages.’

The Letter MeMe: respond with a comment to this entry and you, too, can muse upon a letter of my choosing.

Macabre: The repulsive, stylized. The artistic side of death. It appeals to me, which people never really expect (except for the dramatic part of it-- think suicide on a bed of roses in a white gown, or something, lol . . . ). There's beauty in the blatant, bloody part of death as much as there is in the slow decay (ahh, the Japanese side of me)-- and there's even a twisted humor in a heck of a lot of it. Oh, and, by the way, it is pronounced "muh-KA-bruh," not "muh-KAWB." You don't have to go crazy with the "uh," but just say it, at least a little bit. "Muh-KA-bruh" is pretty; "muh-KAWB" just makes me think of corn . . . totally not death and stylisticism . . .

Madness: This word always intrigued me as a kid. Are you "angry" mad, or "crazy" mad? Either way, it's an extreme, and a dangerous one. Sometimes, you're so mad, you go mad.

Marriage: Fancy word for exclusive rights to sex with one person. No, I don't actually believe that, but that's how it started out, before society got its lunchhooks into it, lol . . . Now, it's an "institution"-- it's not about just sex, or just love, or just family, or even just a combination of all three. It's got facets of all of them, plus a continuum of personal connection ranging from two people stuck together to "two souls combined as one." It's one of those things I'd like to experience (and hopefully once, and with the right person ^_^). Little shout it: Homosexual couples deserve it, too!

Martyrdom: I idealize it, dying for something. I place surprisingly little weight on my life in the face of great . . . greatnesses. I definitely was feeling V in V for Vendetta with the whole becoming part of an idea rather than being a person. I think I feel it less than I did a few years ago, though; once you start attaching yourself more closely to people, you lose that absolute ability ( . . . and, hey, guess what-- I cover a touch in on this in my story! Lol . . . ). For instance, I couldn't let myself be killed, if I had kids, like that-- or even s husband/lover, even, probably . . . So, my solution to fanatical martyrdom: Make friends with them. They won't want to die, anymore. Lol . . . yeah, I'm overly optimistic :-P

Mask: Perhaps one of the most beloved devices in dramatic and literary history. There are physical masks (who needs a costume?) and figurative masks, and masks are a worthy metaphor for those symbolic interactions we perform every day. I usually avoid wearing figurative masks, but I'm quite frankly sure I can't help it, of course-- though I do enjoy the idea of meeting some Romeo-like lover at a Masqerade Ball. Very romantic!

Materialism: The existence philosophy I disagree with for the most part, even though it is the dominating view of philosophers today. Like Idealism, it is based on only one realm of reality: the physical (idealism is purely mental; we imagine up the physical world, etc . . . ). I prefer Dualism, which has a different substance, property, or function of existence for the mental and physical. This is mostly because the idea that random electrical shocks in my brain causes everything, ever, from personality to God to my own imagination, just frankly sort of pisses me off :-P and doesn't make much sense, to me anyway. At any rate, it's depressing. I've said this before.

Medicine: It's good stuff, unless you want to be like the guy who pointed out every time you save lives it just brings about more people, and so people are always starving and dying and stuff . . . but I'd like to be the optimistic, happy one, here. I'm sure it's saved me plenty of times, and certainly saved me some loads of discomfort!

Mist: I like mist. It's very useful in setting a mood, both in real life and in literature. It also tastes very good. It makes me think of both England and Japan.

Muffins: I also like muffins. Nobody can not like muffins, really, lol . . . I used to always eat blueberry muffins and just pick the blueberries out (because I didn't like blueberries, even then!), becuase I thought that was the only kind of muffin there was. Sometimes my mom would bake me two special non-blueberry-filled ones in a batch, but then there was only two, and I got very quickly through them. Then I discovered banana-nut, and freaked out. Lemon poppyseed are awesome, too, as are the occasional chocolate, and those just generally plain, low-fat kind they serve at Center Court. Mmm . . .

Music: The universal code of humanity; perhaps it's going to save us all ("Can music save your mortal soul?"). I once imagined up an alien population that communicated entirely in musical tones. The vastness of music cannot be covered in this blurb, but I think it's a generally ultimate good, being better at communication than pure language (even instrumental), which is really staggering to think about!

Edit (2:03 am): Welcome, all my new Lumos friends . . . feel free to join in on the memelove!