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[15 Feb 2005|07:45pm]

Aaah, cackle. We've all had a lot of fun over the years. Remember when you got in trouble for adding all of those jerks? Haha, yeah, that was a good time. Or what about that plot twist with Martine and Jack. I don't know about you, but I didn't see that coming. Well, yes, fun times abound, but sadly, now, I ask that we be serious for a few moments. I’d like to ask you all a favor. I want you to read this entry the entire way through. If you don’t think you can do this, that’s understandable. Just continue scrolling on your friends page. It’s long, I don’t blame you. If you do decide you can’t contain yourself and need to click on the link, I only ask that you take the five or ten minutes to read the entire entry, not skipping one word.

Well, if you've agreed to that...Collapse )
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*CACKLE* [03 Jan 2004|02:12pm]

[ mood | *cackle* ]

More proof that I'm bored to death tonight. Everyone say hello to vuurvasthouden!

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Stupid Internet [31 Dec 2003|01:56pm]

[ mood | cheerful ]

Conversation between my 6 year old niece and myself today on MSN Messenger...

Hayley says: are you still there?

Sissy says: yup, sorry i had to tinkle

Hayley says: why didn't you tell me

Sissy says: i forgot, sorry

Hayley says: i forgive you

Sissy says: oh good

Hayley says: for real

Hayley is inviting you to start Checkers. Do you want to Accept (Alt+C) or Decline (Alt+D) the invitation?

Hayley says: me first

Sissy says: ok

Sissy says: I found the COOLEST website!!

Hayley says: what what what?

Sissy says: www.mrmen.com

Sissy says: you have some of these books i think

Hayley says: yes i do

Sissy says: if you click on the blue guy with the bandages on him (at the bottom) you can make your own mr. men!!!

Hayley says: it's still loading

Sissy says: oh ok

Hayley says: oh by the way...it's NB right now....hayley's hand is tired...LOL

Sissy says: LOLOLOL. great.

Hayley says: don't forget the checkers game...

Sissy says: i won't

Hayley says: our computer dial up is sooooo slow

Sissy says: aww, that sucks

Sissy says: who am i playing with anyways?

Hayley says: nb

Sissy says: you moe-ron

Hayley says: what???

Sissy says: i thought i was playing against hayley

Sissy says: why are we playing checkers anyways?

Hayley says:

Hayley says:
i don't know loser

Hayley has closed the game

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[24 Nov 2003|03:42pm]

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Don't know if it has been posted here before but... [19 Nov 2003|11:29pm]

[ mood | amused ]

Suffering Dutchphobia?

(got the link from ladyvox)

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Boredom at work... [12 Dec 2003|03:45pm]

[ mood | giddy ]

Leanne: what are you doing
sissybunny97: doing a meme
Leanne: huh
Leanne: your doing meme
sissybunny97: 100 things about me
Leanne: LOL
Leanne: ah
Leanne: heres one
sissybunny97: i'm filling in the blanks
Leanne: your a loser
Leanne: LOL
sissybunny97: YOU SUCK
Leanne: kidding
sissybunny97: LOL
sissybunny97: :O !!!
Leanne: yes i do
sissybunny97: i'm laughing so hard over here
sissybunny97: *posts in my journal*
Leanne: oh god no
Leanne: opps
Leanne: i justlaughed out loud
Leanne: LOL
Leanne: what LOL
sissybunny97: that you just laughed out loud
sissybunny97: good grief girl
Leanne: oh lol
Leanne: daryl and dan think i'm a nut
Leanne: LOL

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Yahoo Smilies... [18 Nov 2003|02:47pm]

[ mood | bored ]

Conversation today at work. We're real busy, can't you tell? ;)

Leanne: what is that guy
Leanne: the smiley
Leanne: is it a mutache?
sissybunny97: LOL
sissybunny97: which guy?
sissybunny97: it's a guy crossing his arms and shaking his head.
Leanne: oh. really it looks like a mustache
sissybunny97: you're funny
Leanne: LOL
sissybunny97: LOL
sissybunny97: *posts to my journal*
sissybunny97: lol
Leanne: now thats not nice
Leanne: LOL
sissybunny97: *posts anyways*

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Ha. XD [13 Nov 2003|08:26pm]

[ mood | amused ]

**Looking at a picture of me as Gollum from Halloween**

My sister: Wow, that picture looks really bad!
Me: Why would you say that?
My sister: The loin cloth! It just looks like a diaper...
Me: ...What?
My sister: It looks like you have a penis!
Me: *cracking up* OH MY GOD! IT DOES! LIKE 12 INCHES LONG!

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This NaNoWriMo thing is consuming our lives. [11 Nov 2003|08:41pm]

[ mood | giggly ]

Martine and I were talking about how we overuse the "word count" feature on MS Word.

Sissy: i really have to stop using "alt-t-w-" all the time to get my word count.
Martine: there's a shortcut?
Sissy: yah
Martine: it doesn't work :-(
Sissy: are you using ms word?
Martine: yeah, ms word
Sissy: well that is just odd
Martine: oooh
Martine: HAHAHA duh
Sissy: What???
Martine: I have the Dutch version
Sissy: well THAT explains it
Martine: it's X R here
Martine: *snicker*
Sissy: *cackle*
Martine: I'm such a retard
Sissy: *posts to cacklefannery*
Martine: LOLOL
Martine: *facepalms*
Martine: 8805! :D

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Work Conversation... [07 Nov 2003|02:04pm]

[ mood | hyper ]

Background info:

Fab is one of the owners of the company we work for. He's a bit of a nut. He sort of reminds me of Mr. Peterman from Seinfield. He is quite annoying at times.

sissybunny97: fab just left
Leanne: hopefully for the day
sissybunny97: i know
sissybunny97: well it is 2:00 now
sissybunny97: sho hopefully
sissybunny97: i mean
sissybunny97: so hopefully
sissybunny97: now sho
sissybunny97: i mean NOT sho
sissybunny97: i'm retarded today
Leanne: LOL sorry man you just confused the hell out of me
Leanne: sorry
sissybunny97: ROTFLOL
sissybunny97: i just burst out laughing here
sissybunny97: isa looked at me funny
Leanne: ROTFLOL you loer
Leanne: LOL
Leanne: i mean loser
sissybunny97: ROTFLOLPIMP

I love Fridays.

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JaCk realizes that www.thex-files.com is no more... [07 Oct 2003|02:49pm]

[ mood | working ]

JaCk: is the spelling langley? it's langley
DaNi: i think so,
JaCk: shit, I just registered langley
DaNi: umm, the xfiles.com says langly
JaCk: what does the official site say, ASS
JaCk: fuck
DaNi: the offical site is CLOSED last time i checked
JaCk: :O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DaNi: yesh, it's been closed for weeks, ass
JaCk: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU LIE
DaNi: I DO NOT, www.thex-files.com
JaCk: .......................
DaNi: where have YOU been?
JaCk: in a hole
DaNi: apparantly
JaCk: now we don't haev easy access to the ep guide
JaCk: well, i have some links saved, don't stress
JaCk: doesn't matter *sob* I don't have al the pics saved
DaNi: i know
DaNi: there are some other good sites though
JaCk: *cries*

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[26 Sep 2003|06:10pm]

[ mood | bored ]

Holy shit. No one's updated this thing in forever, so I'm here to give the cacklefannery some lovin'.

And so, without further adue, or however the hell you spell it, here is the poem I've written as a tribute to *cackle*: entitled "Bowl of Spaghettios".

Spaghettios taste oh so nice.
Tomatos and salmonella-infested noodles
in a bowl of
Let go of my Jesus fish.

Beauty at its best, no?

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Don't hate us because we're foreign... [31 Oct 2003|03:29pm]

[ mood | *cackle* ]

Sissy: i'm getting bored working out. I might try squash for something different.
Martine: *nods* true. but you could always try to do something with... what's the word... weight thingies...
Sissy: LOL. yes, i do those weight thingys too.
Sissy: all the machines. but i'm still bored
Martine: HEE! squashing sounds like fun.
Sissy: squashing ROTFLOL
Martine: ... squash? LOLOL
Martine: *facepalms*
Martine: *holds up the DON'T HATE ME BECAUSE I'M FOREIGN sign*
Martine: I want a "don't hate me because I'm foreign" LJ style.
Martine: it should feature lots of dutchisms and cheese.
Sissy: now THAT would be funny
Martine: LMAO!!
Martine: and I should take a pic of myself, holding up a sign that actually says "don't hate me.." etc
Sissy: *posts to cacklefannery*
Martine: ... OMG LOLOL
Martine: I thought I was SAFE when not chatting with Jack!!!!!!! >_>!!!!
Sissy: *CACKLE*
Martine: *facepalms*

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[26 Aug 2003|11:30am]

[ mood | curious ]

my ass hurts... and i fucking hate it when you get that pain-- almost like a stabbing pain-- in your buttcheek. but there's nothing you can do about it! it just keeps hurting... and then what the fuck? how do you make it stop?

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^^ [15 Aug 2003|09:44am]

[ mood | amused ]

I cackled over this for about ten minutes.

Some excepts:

“herm I'm going to teach at hogwarts this year.”
“OMG OMG really!! OMG this is soo great your going to love it at school!!!”

my dad’s helping couch quidich!!

*cackles madly*

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I don't know if this was here. [05 Aug 2003|01:22am]

[ mood | amused ]

What a great Blonde Joke.

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Heee Heeee! A quiz a day makes the Cackle stay! [31 Jul 2003|11:42am]


What lame pick up line are you?
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Are you a chair? [30 Jul 2003|05:01pm]

You're a chair
You're a chair! You..like being sat on? What? I
don't mean that dirtyly! Or do I!?
MWAHAHAHAHAHA! I won't tell you what I think!
THINK FOR YOURSELF! Hehehe....You chair you!
Tsk tsk tsk...

Are you a chair?
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Drunk Tuesday [29 Jul 2003|07:03pm]
Hi, i'm new to the community. mommyof_2girls recommended i post this latest diary entry of mine. I'm strange. This really happened. And i'm a writer (i hope that's obvious)


I'm sober, but i want a bottle of gin and juice.
i'm on a second drink, but i've had a few before - The Donnas

Last night i went to Soup Plantation with my younger sister. We stood in line and i moved antsily while the lady with the scarf over her head moved slowly examining the tongs as if the tomatoes that touched them had germs.
"The large array of creamy dressings remind me of semen," i announced to my sister who chuckled and the religious lady dropped some tongs on the counter.

Dinner wasn't too delectable, the foods were all a bit doughy or too reminiscent of saline. The soup spoons and round soup bowls with handles that reminded of frying pan handles. These utensils were very tempting to start a food fight with. Ellen and i pretended to fling food at many, startling a lady with a doily pinned to the back of her hair and black hose. She edged away. We chuckled meanly.

It was dessert time. Instead of using the small black ruffled bowls designated for the frozen yogurt, Ellen declared that we should use the frying-pan-type soup bowls. People were staring as we filled the bowls with swirled frozen yogurt.
I grabbed some obnoxious blue jello. We laughed. People edged away, as usual.

Sitting at the table, Ellen made a soup of her frozen yogurt. She left quickly for something. I started at my bowl of frozen yogurt. It look angry. I imagined having a conversation with it.

Ellen returned, plopping down her soup bowl with frozen yogurt. "It needed more vanilla. There wasn't enough vanilla to chocolate ratio."

I told her i imagined a conversation with the ice cream while she was gone.
"How did it go?" she said.
"I stared at the ice cream bowl. it looked angry. I said 'Argh' without an exclamation point - more like a statement. The ice cream cocked its eye and looked back at me non-comittally."

"Did i ever tell you about the time i looked at a lady and i got hungry because she looked like a chicken leg?" Ellen said.

I started laughing hysterically and choked on the obnoxious jello. It caught in my throat.

"There's an unpleasant bluberry burning sensation in the back of my throat," i said, and struggled to breathe and looked for water. The cups held ice and straws. No water. I gnawed on a piece of ice.

"The lady was skinny and leathery and looked like a chicken leg. You know in cartoons where people turn into food when someone is looking at them and they're hungry? She turned into a drumstick."

I choked on my jello again.

Later, we had to park the car way down the block from our house, we were unhappy about this. Our neighbors are all nosy and we don't want to see them or talk to them because they all fuss and we have a 6 foot high fence around our yard and we are the mysterious neighbors who no one knows anything about and the neighbors tell each other when they manage to get in our house because no one gets in our house.

"See, the neighbors are triumphant when they see us because they see our fatness and go 'They're fat.' See that cat? Its triumphant because it sees us," said Ellen.

I started laughing and remembered the burning jello.

The Micelli's whippet barked at us.

"Its triumphant," said Ellen.

We walked across the lawn chuckling.

Micelli's dog 1, P. kids 0.

If you had ANY question that i was crazy earlier, this is conformation. This conversation is REAL. This really happened.
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[29 Jul 2003|04:50pm]
Is it just me or does this recent improvement to Livejournal just scream cacklefans?

A few other things about communities have changed lately, too. First, users can't be added to communities without their consent anymore. When someone tries to add you to a community, you'll get an email asking for your permission to add you.

Congratulations everybody- there's our fifteen minutes of fame!
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