March 4th, 2005
Am I Haute Monde? I think so...
Central New York
Junior at Wells College, an All-Women's Private College
Natural Hair Color:
Promote our commmunity in another community and give proof:
Favorite Chain Restauraunt:
I don't like Chain Restaurants; They're cliche. Give me Shelly's New York. Everyday.
Muse, Giovanotti, The Music, Franz Ferdinand, Rolling Stones, John Coltrane, Nat King Cole
Person you could become if you could be anyone:
Best Friend of Prince William
Celebrity you hate the most:
Favorite Store: Prada
Do you have piercings or tatoos? (pictures, please!)
Nope. I'm a bit of a purist.
Give your opinions of the following:
I am usually barefoot in Summer, but I always have a good pedicure. And I don't go in public Bathrooms barefoot EVER. BAD BRITNEY!
Naming your baby "Apple":
I think I'm naming my first child "Banana"
A strange, cute little hobbit man.
Lindsay Lohan's breasts:
Who's Lindsay Lohan??
Okay in houses where that would be period appropriate. Example: Buckingham Palace. You know that place has lead paint. "La musique de ma vie?"
If I must, but Trader Vic's recipie only, please.
I recycle at school always. And littering is bad too, kids.
I like alternative fashions, and the Emo kids have so much fun.. Kudos for Emo kids.
This is the scenario. You see Al Franken, Al Sharpton, and Moby sharing a giant platter of cupcakes. What do you do? What DO you do?
Cupcake in face for Sharpton; cupcake in the face for Franken; start sharing the sexy cupcakes with Moby and tell him he can thank me for the rescue later. Moby is overheard later by the press later that night asking me, "Dude, where's my porn star?"
Think up an ending to the seventh Harry Potter book. (Bonus points if it involves Harry and Ron making out in the back seat of the recovered Ford Anglia.)
Harry and Ron start to make out. Hermine decides she is in love with both of them, and being the mad diva she is, marries both and they live the rest of thier lives as happy polygamists in northern Yorkshire.
What alterations would you make to the Star Trek: Deep Space Nine uniforms?
They should wear stilletos. ALL of them. And falsies.
If you were to be any STD, which one would you be? And why?
Oh GOD. I would be AIDS, the silent killer, I suppose.
Which character on Saved by the Bell do you think you could beat in pole vaulting?
What type of cancer are you most likely to get?
Would you take a dollar bill out of a urinal?
Fifty words on the sexual prowess of hobbits. I don't care if you're not attracted to them.
I'm for my interview with Vanity Fair, so here's a limeric, instead:
Sexy Hobbitsees should always be on their knees,
Sexy Hobbitsees, fifty-fold if you please,
Sexy Hobbitsees, sure like NZ,
And they include the lovable Orlando.
What's the worst college in America?
Northern Kentucky University.
Remember, we need three pictures of you!
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Current Mood: apathetic
Current Music: Giovanotti - Piove
|Date:||March 6th, 2005 08:59 pm (UTC)|| |
What? Heber, she didn't vote. SHE DIDN'T VOTE. She helped elect officials who would have your citizenship taken away -- mine too -- for various reasons. Plus, she's clearly a vapid whore. The whole point of this community is to be amused by the bullshit of other ratings communities. That's why this community isn't very popular. For example, you don't actually know anything about fancy cheese, and you drive a Honda Element.
I mean, she's a totally uninteresting braggart. How is that haut monde -- which, I remind you, doesn't actually mean anything -- in any way?
I thought this was an "elist" community. So it's no longer about fancy cheeses and Champagne? Not about fine dining, caviar, and fancy clothes? hmmm.... I really don't think I want in anymore.
"What? Heber, she didn't vote. SHE DIDN'T VOTE. She helped elect officials who would have your citizenship taken away -- mine too -- for various reasons." ~Nersy29.
As a pleasant goodbye, I will leave you with this alarming truth:
The reason I didn't vote is because it DOESNT MATTER HOW YOU VOTE. I love all peoples and identities. I embrace DIVERSITY as much as I embrace LOWER TAXES. I would tell you the truth, but you DON'T WANT TO KNOW IT.
And keep this in mind, Madam Nerys: I don't like politics. You don't know who I am. You don't know what I do. I beseech you to think before you speak next time. Don't judge me. Don't ask me personal questions and you won't get the answers you don't want to hear.
And HOW, pray tell, am I a vapid whore?? I think you misunderstand me completely. I think you like to advertise your community falsely so you can undermine unknown people in the worst immaginable way: anonomously. You don't have the guts to hurt people the way it should be done.
I however, DO know about fancy cheese and understand class and high society a little more than a bunch of little pipsqueaks from Sarasota do. You are all playing a front. So get back in your Honda and I will drive away in my Lexus. 'Nuf said.
You are all FAKES. Except for Roomates, I like him, because he at least, is fair.
This is and will be my last post. Keep me or kick me out, I am done here. I'm better than you are anyway. You are the cattiest of cads; you are the fakest of all fakes. So kiss my rosy-red, leather sofa-sitting, prada-toting be-hind.