what experience have you had that you will never forget?
and by the way, i'm curious, what brought you to my site?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 6:35 PM by firephly
The only way I can think of to answer this is to be blunt and somewhat short. I will never forget the night my father died. He had a massive heart attack during the night, my shock-panicked mother woke me and I attempted CPR to no avail. I will never, ever forget that.
As for finding your site, I've seen your comments on a few other peoples sites and made clickie clickie with the link.

how many different sites from xanga do you read? (and am I one of them?) heh
Posted 10/23/2003 at 6:39 PM by imaginaryzach
Currently, I'm subscribed to 47 Xanga sites, plus a few other weblogs I like to check out now and then. Although I'm not subscribed to you, or more than a few of my subscribers, I do go and check out anyone who leaves a comment.

How many women have you made love to?
(including the grudge fucks)
Posted 10/23/2003 at 6:45 PM by MyKi_Whatzerface
In all honesty, I've made love to 4 women. Then again, I draw distinct lines between "making love", "sex" and "fucking".

Oooo... I like the bluntness of her question! I think I shall expand on that one... lol.
So... do you like outdoor sex... places where you risk being seen/caught? And if so... where is the riskiest place you have done it?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 6:51 PM by tenacity
HA. I do like outdoor sex. Some of the riskiest places I've done it have been:
1. In my drive way, in my car during a rain storm
2. In a courtyard between stores on Worth Ave.
3. In the health food store I worked at a few years ago. The entire front of the store was ceiling to floor plate glass windows.
EDIT:
I can't believe I forgot these places: in the bathroom at a wedding reception, the Target parking lot, and on her front porch.

how big (in cm) is your wang?
will you post more pictures?
in a threesome between you, me & kelly (pre-baby, no fetish shit here) who's gettin' off first?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 6:51 PM by Mudban
My Wang is a standard size, about 16 inches, or 40.64 centimeters.
Pictures of what? If you mean of me, probably not all that many. If you mean of other things, of course I will.
Depends on who I've got tied up first.

1.) It's your turn to explain occam's razor in under 50 words to those xangans who are not englightened like how we are... and don't say it's a song by Spiral Architect.
2.) Name your biggest fear, your earliest memory, your proudest moment, your favorite book, and the one food item you cannot live without.
3.) Will you marry me?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 6:54 PM by Beelzebub
1. When confronted with a problem, cut the bullshit. The simplest answer is usually the correct one.
2. This wasn't a question and THERE'S TOO DAMN MANY!
3. I'll meet you in Vegas, at the Little Chapel of Love. I'll be dressed as Elvis.
 
How old were you when you received your first Dirty Sanchez?
Name three things that you can't live without.
Posted 10/23/2003 at 6:58 PM by starboard
Sick. I'm proud to say I've never received or given one of these butt nasty things.
Food, water and air.

red pill or blue pill 
Posted 10/23/2003 at 7:00 PM by RealityTC
I prefer reality.

Where did you grow up?
How often do you work out and what do you do?  And why?  WHY do you work-out?
Why do you hate team sports?
Longest relationship?  How did it end?
where were you in that profile picture?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 7:06 PM by TooOldForThis
The majority of my growing up took place in Bayside, NY. I moved to Florida when I was 13.
I work out every single day. My work outs are "hard" qigong (meditation) sets called Small Frame (or Iron Body), Muscle Tendon Exchange, Snake Turns Over, 3 Planes, Grabbing Nothing. In a nutshell, think yoga like postures for lower body strength and dynamic tension (consciously straining your muscles as hard as you can while moving them through certain ranges of motion) for upper body strength. All done while breathing in certain ways.
It's not that I hate team sports, I just don't like playing them or watching most of them. I'm bad at them, I don't like relying on someone else (in the sense of team playing) and I don't want someone to rely on me (again in team playing. There's no "I" in "Team"...which is why I'm not on one.
My longest relationship to date has been 2 years. It finally ended with a quiet phone conversation last December, when I'd decided that I had sacrificed myself more than enough.
At one of my regular work out spots, a big covered pavilion.

1. What do you do for a living?
2. Where'd you get your education?  What did you study primarily?
3. How tall are you?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 7:22 PM by LittleGirlLost
I work in a job rehabilitation center for people with disabilities and TBI (traumatic brain injury) patients. Right now I'm an Assistant Supervisor, but I've just applied for a Case Worker position.
Most of the things I know are self-taught. I attended college for one semester before I said "screw this" and didn't go back. To date, I haven't regretted it and I've learned more on my own that I would at college.
I'm just shy of 5'8". Or 172.72 cm.

what is your earliest memory of me?
and
how fucked up in the head am i?
love b
p.s. 3rd question...do you remember who gave me the nickname "b" and how did i get it?
am i narcissistic enough?
haha
Posted 10/23/2003 at 7:26 PM by FightLikeAGirl
My earliest memory of you was seeing you in Mr. Z's Creative Writing class. At first I thought your head was too big for your body, but then I thought you were cute and your head wasn't too big. I think this was before the time you fell out of the portable classroom and cut your leg open.
You're more fucked up in the head than some people, but not as fucked up as you think you are.
I gave you the name "B" and it was because I watched Half Baked too much that week.
There's no such thing as too much narcissism, so no.

What is the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 8:09 PM by tenacity
Depends whether or not I warn her.

if a person with multiple personality disorder threatens to commit suicide, is this a hostage situation?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 8:31 PM by Megily
If Kevin Spacey and Samuel Jackson are in the movie and it flops, it's definitely a hostage situation.

what is your motivation for writing in this xanga?
If there's more than one list them all
Posted 10/23/2003 at 8:33 PM by NameIsDenverMax
It's something I enjoy doing. When I first started on OpenDiary.com, it was at the goading of a good friend, and I saw it as a tool to essentially pull myself and my thoughts apart and examine the stretched out taffy pieces to see what was inside. Now I just enjoy it thoroughly. The social aspect of the Xanga community is wonderful as well. I've met some really awesome people here.

Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
How many times have you been in love? 
How many times has your heart been broken? How many hearts have you broken?
What is your most prized possession?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 8:35 PM by Melanie1213
In 10 years, I'm married with a child or two, a home and my own successful enough business.
I've been in love 4 times in my life so far. 3 of those 4 were my heart breaking, 1 was me breaking a heart.
My most prized possession would have to be either my CD collection or my computer. It's a close toss up.

oh geez, you said questions, right? so: what 5 CDs do you listen to the most? and what are your 5 favorite books?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 9:01 PM by virgilmvx
Without a doubt, my top 3 favorite CD's are Sunny Day Real Estate's Diary, The Afghan Whigs' Gentlemen and Hum's Downward Is Heavenward. The last 2 fluctuate, right now being Taking Back Sunday's Tell All Your Friends and Sugar's Copper Blue.
My top 5 books would be Watership Down by Richard Adams, The Farseer/Tawny Man trilogies by Robin Hobb, His Dark Materials trilogy by Phillip Pullman, House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski and i can't think of a 5th one.

damn I only read the Amy's question and I'd have to say I would.
Ok.
5 words to describe yourself
5 words that other people would use to describe you that are untrue
HEY! That's the best I've ever come up as far as questions are concerned.
Posted 10/23/2003 at 9:42 PM by red_dirt_girl
Conflicted, dynamic, reserved, perverted, introspective.
Normal, conformist, unimaginative, outgoing, hot.
 
What would you say about the best memories you have had and with who????
Posted 10/23/2003 at 9:45 PM by Lifelessons
I would say that although I'm glad that time in my life is over, I'm also glad I have those memories. As a famous author wrote once, "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." I prefer to hang onto the good and let the bad drift and dissolve. As for the who of it, we still know each other, but don't talk much. I wish her all the best and hope she sets herself straight.

are you the squirrel? YOU know which one ...
Posted 10/23/2003 at 10:46 PM by Gloriana_Regina
I know who the Squirrel is, but I'm not allowed to tell.

are you naked and thinking about me right NOW?
Posted 10/23/2003 at 10:46 PM by Gloriana_Regina
Mmm. Yes. Mmmmhm, yeah. Ah that feels good. Oh. OH. OH! YES! YES!

If money, time and travel weren't an issue, what would you do right now?  and I mean right now, not in a day, not in a week.  right. now. 
Posted 10/23/2003 at 11:10 PM by EeyoresGrrl
Pick up and move to a fully decked out cabin on a mountain with an ocean view. Secluded, but not too remote. Highspeed internet access is a must.

the most wonderful moment of your entire life. in detail.
Posted 10/23/2003 at 11:24 PM by Saekimotoko03
Right now. This second. Morning grey fading into the small circle of desk lamp light. A small steady breeze flowing and ebbing through the room. Christie Front Drive is the perfect sound (November is the track).

what have been your three most embarassing moments?
heh...i sneaked that one in, all last-minute style.
Posted 10/23/2003 at 11:56 PM by the8rgrl
1. Kicking my Shotokan teacher square in the ass during a sparring session when I was little. Everyone, including the Sensei laughed, but I thought I had done something wrong.
2. Realizing that I didn't like and couldn't play team sports...in the middle of a soccer game.
3. Getting pantsed in the lunch line at school. It was laundry day. I was commando.

Now it's my turn to ask all of you a question. If there was something, a thing you needed to do, a thing you wanted to do, a thing you felt a responsibility to do, but in order to do it, you'd have to give up almost everything you loved to do and almost all social contact, live a monastic life, an ascetic, spartan life, for one year, would you do it? Could you do it?
EDIT:
This also includes abstaining from alcohol, drugs, masturbation and sex. Hence the use of the word monastic. I just want to point this out.

"Be systematically ascetic...do...something for no other reason than that you would rather not do it"- William James

For those of you about to carve, we salute you.

Answers tonight. Or Monday. Or some time this weekend. Whatever.

Since I have nothing to write about....ANOTHER Q&A SESSION!
All questions asked before midnight tonight will be answered.

A Heartbreaking Blog Of Staggering Dumbness
or: A Series Of Disjointed Autobiographical Entries, Part I

The neighborhood was typical New York suburbia. Two homes attached on one side with a driveway between each unit, like the space after a compound word. The neighborhood was predominately Irish families. The kind of families that had policemen or firefighters for fathers and housewives for mothers. The kind of families that didn't believe in birth control (the largest family had 13 children).
My earliest memory is one of two things - I can't figure out which happened first. One is a nightmare about an evil E.T., bruise colored with shiny solid black eyes. He peers over my bed and he wants to hurt me. I wake up. The other is lying in bed trying to sleep but afraid of the monsters that live in my floor. They're serpentine and cyclopian, lamprey-like. Quietly chewing their way up through the floor underneath my bed. They want to get me. If I lie still enough, if I'm quiet enough, I'll be able to hear them coming. I'll be able to hear them coming and I'll be able to run away. Unfortunately, I've learned you can never run from the monsters of your childhood. You can only turn and fight them.

"I mean you no harm. SHOW ME YOUR PANTIES LITTLE ASIAN SCHOOL GIRLS, OR SUFFER MY MANGA ROBOT TENTACLE SEX!"



[insert your caption]

Fucking 0wn3d.
Don't use my pics without permission. Especially if you're going to link directly to my site.

Here's a screen capture if he gets smart and changes his link.

Grudge Fuck

The space between my thumb and first finger,
shoved against the space under your chin (It fits perfectly, just like we do).
Thumb pressed against the soft spot (Right where it hurts),
four fingers digging into tender jugular (How you like it).
My front, your back, a half nelson.
This is revenge I've pushed in, baby
(And I plan to leave the thorns embedded).
A fury so loud, its decibels turn to body heat.
You've said your apologies so many times.
Now I just want you screaming to God (And you do, you do, oh, oh yes, you do).
I'll finish like a shotgun.
I'll leave you motionless on the bed.