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KatzeKatie
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Interests: I am interested in many things, if you know me you will know what they are, if you don't know me then you don't. For one, I am interested in confusing people.
Expertise: I don't have any, aww boohoo for me ;-) Actually I probably could say "Weirding people out" because I seem to do that very well.
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Member Since:
10/16/2003
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| If my e-mails didn't go though... I will inform you all that I got a
new blog. If you want the new one, e-mail me and I'll give you
the link.
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| Well you filled up my head,
With so many lies.
Twisted my heart
Til something snapped inside.
I'd like to give it one more try
but my give a damn's busted.
You can crawl back home
say you were wrong,
stand out in the yard
cry all night long.
Well go ahead and water my lawn.
My give a damn's busted.
(chorus)
I really wanna care,
I wanna feel somethin'
Let me dig a little deeper...
Nope...
Sorry...
Nothin'
You can say you've got issues.
You can say you're a victim.
It's all your parents fault,
After all you didn't pick em
Well maybe Oprah's got time to listen.
My give a damn's busted.
(*Well let me get this straight now)
Your therapist said
It was all just a phase
A product of the prozac
And your co-dependent ways
So uhh ... who's your new neighbor these days
My give a damn's busted.
(chorus)
I really wanna care,
I wanna feel somethin'
Let me dig a little deeper...
Eeh-Eeh
(*Oh you're tellin' me)
It's a desperate situation,
No tellin' what you'll do.
If I don't forgive you,
You say your life is through.
Well honey... give me somethin' I can use.
(My give a damn's busted.)
(*Ahh you knew I was gonna say that, didn't ya.)
My give a damn's busted (*ha ha)
My give a damn's busted
Honey trust me
My give a damn's busted yeahhh ...
OOOH
My give a damn's busted yeahhh
(*You wanna do what?)(*ha ha ha ha ha)
My give a damn's busted
(*Get the party started thats what we'll do)
My give a damn's busted
(*I'm not done honey, trust me)
My give a damn's busted
(*Been there, done that)
My give a damn's busted
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| Romantic comedies.
The wonderfulness of them. Sometimes I just need a movie to make
me laugh, aww, and cry and nothing fits that better than a romantic
comedy. Part of my concious tells me they rot my brain, fill it
with romantic mush, and put silly ideas of life into my head; the other
part says that a story that ends happily is always nice, and having a
vent for emotions is always good.
Venting emotions is good. I don't know why but I have a hard time
expressing myself, and when I'm watching a movie or reading a book I
can fulfill the need to laugh and cry without hesitation. All
those pent up emotions with nowhere to go can go some place when I am
enjoying fiction. You may scoff, but sometimes it's easier to do
things when there aren't background reasons for you to stay strong and
not cry, or to hold in a laugh when there's something truly funny.
There's also the knowledge of a happy ending. Life, it's sad to
say, does not go like a romantic comedy. There are hard
times. Everything doesn't end with the kiss fading into black,
but that movie that ends the same way gives you some happiness.
There is always the dream of a perfect world, even if we aren't living
in it. Daydreams might seem silly, but there are those times when
our dreams are the only things keeping us trudging through our lives.
All this thought from one movie? Yup. And people say watching TV is bad for you 
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| Okay... Apperently I do not do well with ghost stories...
Deciding to tell us about Sister Sextos (sp?) the nun who, according to
the story, killed herself because she was so distraut over the place
being sold to
the Lutherans... and no body was found... we went down to see the
catacombs where she supposedly killed herself...
The whole idea of catacombs is incredibly fasinating, we couldn't go in
of course... but I'm looking in through the bars and I turn
around... Suffice it to say, the boy will die, oh yes... he
will. It was funny, yes, but... oh I will get him
(Note: apperently it is true that one of the nuns did stay behind when
the rest left, but when the Lutheran's got here there wasn't a nun
here... no one knows what happened to her. People claim to see
glimses of her around in the catacombs and stuff... yeah... weird.)
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