My boyfriend thinks I'm funny.


I cut my hair. This is a true story.
Yeah, actually... I do have a myspace.

"It's hard to have an open mind and keep it closed." - Mark Rafter

"I used to be a woman." - Mr. Whelan

"On my Yahoo news one of the headlines read 'Iraqi Woman May Lose Rights'. Um....Where have they been?" -Steven Ross

"This may be the finest idea I've ever had except for most of them." - Saladin


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My Favorite Entries
The Toaster Rebellion.
Gift-Wrapping is Harder than it Looks.
Sign it.
McDonalds is America.
The Pecan Beast
He loves me, He loves me not.

   

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You wish you were cool enough to create your own fan club.

Name(s): It's Ariella, but I go by a billion other names along with that.

Gender: Female. I had always thought that was sort of obvious (BOOBIES), but every once in a while someone online mistakes me for a guy. And sometimes hits on me. *Shiver*.

Age: Seventeen. Yeah, I'm not legal. Think about that.

A note to those who do not have a death wish: I HATE leetspeak, shortened words, and inacurracy. Inaccuracy is a mark of sloppy thinking. Will it kill you to type out "you" instead of "u"?

Interests: Reading, writing, the remarkable cheese in a spray can...

Born: in London, but I now live in California (Los Angeles area)

Aim: LandorsCottage. Feel free to instant message me, for I have no life.

Education: Done with high school; currently in my second year at a lame community college.

Likes: Ponies! Books, intelligent people, roses, candles, gay men, Oscar Wilde, and jello.

Dislikes: Smoking, alcohol, idiots, sugar, and most insects.

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-Saladin-
-Alyred-
-Sinja-
-Gloria-
-Xaos-
-Angelena-
-RacoonBacon-
-Maura AKA Narcissa-
-Katharina-
-David-

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Saturday, December 24, 2005
The Pecan Beast, or: What Happens When Maura and I Try to Bake

Once, long ago, before many of you were born (yesterday) there was a merry land and its merry inhabitants lived under their merry rulers, Lady Ariella and Lady Maura (who were not lesbians—do keep your sick fantasies to yourself). They were just and fair, and the land was prosperous and victorious in many battles. Until one day, a monster was created. Ariella and Maura paid a visit to a strange and foreign land, the Sav-on Drug Store, and returned with an artifact meant to bring joy and fulfillment to others, a magical mixture for pecan cakes. The completed magical brew would provide many hungry peasants with food. However, the pecan cake mixture was possessed by mysterious and mystical demons. Thus: The Pecan Beast was born.

 

Loathed by its creators and all it encountered, the Pecan Beast isolated itself in the land of the kitchen, feeding on small insects and stale breadcrumbs to survive. When at last the Pecan Beast attempted to swallow the lion of the land, Baron the Magnificent, it was decided that Lady Ariella and Lady Maura must set forth to vanquish the Beast. They rode to the land of the kitchen with high hopes for their land after the defeat of the monster, and longed for the bright and promising future.

 

They approached the Pecan Beast from behind, as it feasted on a nearby sink faucet, and Lady Maura declared battle by stabbing the creature with her perilous knife. The Beast screeched and hissed angrily, and attempted to bite Maura’s hand off. Lady Ariella tactfully distracted the Pecan Beast and lured him into the Land of the Garage, where the dangerous battle continued.

 

Lady Ariella plunged her silver spatula into the rough skin of the Pecan Beast, and the monster defended itself by squirting her with its entrails. They burned her, and, as Lady Ariella was no longer capable of fighting, Lady Maura took Ariella’s mighty weapon and, determined to remain victorious, thrust the spatula into the body of the Beast. The Beast roared, and attacked Maura's face viciously, but Maura bravely fought the creature off. She called the neighboring land for reinforcements, and soon, the beast was destroyed.

 

After the bloody and terrible defeat of the Pecan Beast, peace once more settled across the land, and Lady Maura and Lady Ariella rested for their next adventure.

Posted at 10:43 pm by MinaCarstairs

Posted by Janli @ 01/07/2006 12:18 PM PST
This is an awesome story. The pictures really make it.
Posted by Narcissa @ 12/27/2005 01:46 PM PST
You know, we could have taken the time we used to slay the fowl beast by trying to understand it. Why, we could have learned of the musical genius within, givin it an education and raised it as out own son...but we had too much fun chipping it to death with a metal spatula.
Posted by Alyred @ 12/26/2005 03:02 AM PST
Tune in next week -- same sad time, same sad channel!
Posted by Gloria @ 12/25/2005 12:07 PM PST
That was a lot of phallic imagery.
 

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