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ClairE
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complain, show up, write, read, drink hot chocolate, talk to jon, listen to music, play the violin, ramble on, skedaddle (always), procrastinate, listen, quote, look words in my French dictionary, water my plant, constantly adjust my shades, masturbate, annoy Celine (my roommmate), write papers at a distubingly slow rate, eat Rice_Krispie_Treats in Sarah's room, proofread French compositions, change my calendar, scan photos, give advice, and take too long to keep up with promises. I'm hoping to add take_a_shower to the list today.
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011212
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ClairE
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I thought I got rid of that extra m. She's really my roommate.
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011212
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ClairE
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And that would be disturbingly. What else do I do? I obsess.
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minnesota_chris
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make messes and don't clean them up (including romantic messes) wash my clothes by hand connect with people older and younger than I cook good food regularly dream of pitching everything into the trash and starting over google searches sing eat cheap ethnic food
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021008
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SuicidalAngel
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draw paint write know how to play saxaphone listen talk too fast when I'm excited analize too much play sims blath
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kingsuperspecial
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I brood. brood and brood, until I brood so much, finally I'm afraid my brain will dry up. and then no longer will I create things write things. I'll work in the fields. Like a man. On a tractor. with my ass_to_the_iron, and my cork_to_the_jobber, and a wocky_to_the_jabberwocky god bless ya!
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021008
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~gez~
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what do you do, when you do not know what to do? who do you ask?
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021015
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wondering
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high school? college? job/s? retired? travel? nothing?
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030107
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whoops
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darn
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030107
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Rhin
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oh, a little bit of this, and a little bit of that. everything! because i can! i don't believe that i am superior in any one area, but i am skilled in many areas. i study and research my 'chocolates' to death, and then put that knowledge to use, or just sit back with the satisfaction of knowing that i could if i wanted to. i frequent several libraries, and my home page is always set to google. i love googling! i just don't know how to relax. i have to go do it! damn i feel overly-hyper today. i need to do something or bite someone. sometimes the need to just grab someone and bite them is the only way i can release my energy. the bites are not terribly painful or break the skin, mind you. it's just...i don't know what it is. Tony use to recognize my insane desire to bite on occasion, and thus he would prepare by whipping out his karate belts and attempt to slide them between my teeth. it never worked. i usually got his arm. he tasted pretty good too. ;) i can't believe he put up with me. he use to say, 'well all i can say is that it's never boring with you!' ...like the oars that got away on lake monroe, or the sticky cheese incident in the gulf. ...apple. on our gulf trip, i used this apple scented body spray daily. now, i cannot wear that scent at all. it instantly reminds me of that trip...the way i felt, what we did...everything just comes flooding back. ::extremely long pause:: what do i do? i babble and i can't let go of the past. i still want to bite someone though!
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030108
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jane
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when you get cum in your eye?? hypothetical question, of course...
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030815
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Arwyn
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rinse with water and if necessary contact your physician.
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030815
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jane
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and what if my physician is my father?
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030816
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a girl with nothing to say
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i do you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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031123
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a girl with nothing to say
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i do you!!!he he
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031123
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x
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when you feel like putting your fist through glass, and there's no fight club?
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040120
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minnesota_chris
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awww... I'll fight you Daxle.
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040120
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stork daddy
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there is a fight club. ummm...i mean..there is no fight club.
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040120
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stork daddy
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when you want something, that you could've had before, but maybe messed up beyond recognition. but you can't know you messed it up beyong recognition without going for it still, but then you have to have escape hatches everywhere in case you did, but the further you go (which we'll call being in love) the less escape is really plausible. and how do you take all this seriously when there's some kid orphaned somewhere just because he lives on an island in a big indifferent ocean.
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041231
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p2
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(guy approaches a girl in the bar) guy: so what_do_you_do? girl: if i told you, i'd have to kill you guy: oh, are you some kind of spy or something? that's hot! girl: nope, serial killer. whoops, guess it's not your lucky day. (pulls a knife out of her purse) guy: wait, wait, serial killers are supposed to follow a pattern! girl: i do. i kill lame-ass punks who use trite questions to start conversations to try to pick up girls in bars. (plunges knife into the guy) (other girls in the bar break out in applause) the end.
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dymphna
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what do you do when you are tired of the tears the silent shaking let nobody know no questions because there are no answers the bruises the drops of blood stop the tears bottle it up wait for the breakdown tired of calling you of being weak longing for arms around me i dont ask that doesnt mean i dont want
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060910
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the end
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be at work by seven. drink coffee. make boxes. fill boxes. tape boxes. leave at three. smoke. make my way to where the day is taking me.
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060910
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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