well it wasn't that much smaller... but it'll do

and this is my studio!! yay!!!! it's kinda like a childs play room^^ i have a big stuffed dog on the floor that's bigger than me a TV, video and dvd player so i don't get bored while painting an animal mobile and pink dangley thingy... and the walls are bright pink!! (on the can it's called "sexey pink" hahaha) i could go on all day and tell you eventhing thats in it but i'll stop not ^^ it's bigger than the photo shows but it's all i could get standing in the doorway let's just say it's full of junk that i love and i'm still collecting more!!!

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It's good to win first thing in the morning

... haven't even had my coffee yet!

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a win??? where?????? oh wait it's right here in my hands

*runs away laughing wildly* HAHAHAHAHA

It just slipped through yours and into mine muhahahah

knew i should have touched that butter.....

Competitive as I am I am still trying to get the last post!

An American Idiom (and, therefore, probably originally belonging to some other country ) is to say that someone who is clumsy has 'butter-fingers'... things slip away from them as if they had butter on their fingers.

Also a really tasty candy bar!

I like your painting!

But I still win.

if you liked it you'd let ME win

Anybody wanna see my old forum signatures?





(I used to be on a Christian gaming forum called Children Of God, and accepted members put }CoG{ in front of their names.)

*breathily says* omg, tyger!!! the black and white tigers are sooo cute!!!! so so soo cuute!!!!! sweet pix

This is for all the computer geeks out there!

Abort, Retry, Ignore?

Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary,
System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor,
Longing for the warmth of bed sheets, still I sat there doing spreadsheets.
Having reached the bottom line I took a floppy from the drawer,
I then invoked the SAVE command and waited for the disk to store,
Only this and nothing more.

Deep into the monitor peering, long I sat there wond'ring, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept churning, turning yet to churn some more.
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed mother! Save my data from before!"
One thing did the phosphors answer, only this and nothing more,
Just, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

Was this some occult illusion, some maniacal intrusion?
These were choices undesired, ones I'd never faced before.
Carefully I weighed the choices as the disk made impish noises.
The cursor flashed, insistent, waiting, baiting me to type some more.
Clearly I must press a key, choosing one and nothing more,
From "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

With fingers pale and trembling, slowly toward the keyboard bending,
Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,
Praying for some guarantee, timidly, I pressed a key.
But on the screen there still persisted words appearing as before.
Ghastly grim they blinked and taunted, haunted, as my patience wore,
Saying "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

I tried to catch the chips off guard, and pressed again, but twice as hard.
I pleaded with the cursed machine: I begged and cried and then I swore.
Now in mighty desperation, trying random combinations,
Still there came the incantation, just as senseless as before.
Cursor blinking, angrily winking, blinking nonsense as before.
Reading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

There I sat, distraught, exhausted, by my own machine accosted.
Getting up I turned away and paced across the office floor.
And then I saw a dreadful sight: a lightning bolt cut through the night.
A gasp of horror overtook me, shook me to my very core.
The lightning zapped my previous data, lost and gone forevermore.
Not even, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

To this day I do not know the place to which lost data go.
What demonic nether world us wrought where lost data will be stored,
Beyond the reach of mortal souls, beyond the ether, into black holes?
But sure as there's #, Pascal, Lotus, Ashton-Tate and more,
You will one day be left to wander, lost on some Plutonian shore,
Pleading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

thats a long one! but i didnt read it all, im no computer geek!! i just stick to my dozen emails lol

I (sometimes) resemble that poem...

looky!!! i made it smaller!!! yay for me looks better now you don't have to scoll to see it...

should i take the other one ff so it doesn't take up rockys stoage space???

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hahahaha loved that tygr!!! that really made me laugh! then shiver with dread as i remembered those cursed words apearing when writing my dissertation... and then i lost the lost.... *shudder*

insidently i love the raven (the poem it's based on) it's one of my favorites!!

That's absolutely beautiful!

Oh dear lord, I have a stalker!

you do??

You know, it's kind of hot today, but thankfully
...it is quite WINdy as well!

who?

Someone I've met on the internet.
We just started talking and all, he;s quite nice actually, but he's blown away by me????


--at--Sluggie: I've only seen your painting just now!
I absolutely love it!

thanks sheepy!! and trtl!!!!

hey sheepy: i had one like that.... he even ask me to marry him.... spooky.... he used the whole you blow me away line too.... then wanted my adress

Jeez, guard your addresses, girls. And run away screaming if the guy says, "You have really great energy." Or "I feel like I've always known you."

And Sluggie (if it's all right to call you that), can I add my name to the list of enthusiastic fans of your painting? Really gorgeous work!

'Beth

I'm just sitting here, looking out of the WINdow...

Jeez, guard your addresses, girls. And run away screaming if the guy says, "You have really great energy." Or "I feel like I've always known you."

And Sluggie (if it's all right to call you that), can I add my name to the list of enthusiastic fans of your painting? Really gorgeous work!

'Beth

thank you! and of course you can call me sluggie ((((MACBETH))))

hey i gave him my uni address i needed ebay items from him but didn't want to give him my home one

This is why the word 'genius' exists in your username. Very wise.

Thanks! {{{}}} And you can call me 'Beth. Please do not call me the Scottish Play.

Very wise indeed!