| April 26th, 2004 |
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| Real Name: | Cimetičre (Millie) Logan |
| Email: | private |
| MSN: | private |
| AIM Handle: | JarethRake
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| GameGrep account: | Deis
points: 618 level: 6 (ALT-Tab Champion) |
| Location: | Birmingham, West Midlands, England   |
| Occupation: | N/A |
| Age: | 20 |
| Gender: | Female |
| Homepage: | DarkGoddess |
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I run a lot. I tend to do sponsored runs, for various charities. Recently, I've participated in the following;
Sports Relief (6 miles) - March 16th 2008
Midlands Lung Run (5km) - April 27th 2008
Cure Leukaemia Run (5km) - May 18th 2008
Race For Life (5km) - June 25th 2008
And future races include;
EDF Energy Birmingham Half-Marathon (13.1 miles) - October 26th 2008
I dabble in origami, cross-stitch, sewing, embroidery, tapestry, knitting, toy-making, dolls houses, and a multitude of other skills. I also read a lot, and watch a lot of films. I just like stories, any format. Books happen to be portable.
I have the attention span of a butterfly.
My philosophy? Find someone who loves it to tell you about it and anything can be interesting for half an hour.
My favourite authors include;
Trudi Canavan - an Australian author, who wrote The Black Magician Trilogy. An excellent fantasy series, one of the many notable qualities is the romantic and beautiful relationship illustrated in the third volume - between two men.
Neil Gaiman - The author of the fantastic Sandman graphic novels. He's also worked on several other works - including Good Omens, a collaboration with Terry Pratchett. He tends to include older gods in his work, including Loki and Anansi.
Koji Suzuki - The author of the Ring trilogy and Dark Water. The master of suspense, with an apparent fascination and fear of drowning.
Sheri Tepper - A feminist ecologist author. Although she does tend to be a bit soapboxy - a trait I understand - her novels do contain numerous bad female and good male characters. It's the stereotypes she protests against. Her fantasy also tends to illustrate a variety of possible futures and situations for the human race - almost an exercise in hypothetical thinking for the human race. My favourites include The Visitor, the Jinian series, the Arbai trilogy, Plague of Angels, Gibbons Decline and Fall and The Gate to Women's Country. Six Moon Dance is also notable, although not her best work.
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| Biography: |
My profile is getting over fifty hits a day, and my profile views are quickly surpassing everyone elses - who are you people? Seriously. And stop talking about me rather than to me; that's freaky, and I will hear about it.
On December 12th 2006 I changed my username from Yunalookalike to Deis. I then recreated the Yunalookalike account, because I love that name and will probably want it back next year.
People should really stop putting words in my mouth. "Oh noes, Deis hates me" blahblahblah. I don't hate people. I don't remember people. Stop being so arrogant and put your big girl panties on (I like that phrase and intend to use it more often).
The other thing people like to say is that I think or say that I'm smart; care to find a quote on that? I highly doubt you can, because I've never claimed to be intelligent. To be honest, I'm more of the opinion that most other people are idiots, and you're only proving it by keep putting words in my mouth.
I'm grouchy like Oscar and pretty like drugs. Particularly cocaine. I look like the very essence of coke.
Many people on neo have asked me if I really do look like Yuna. some people think I do, some people don't see it. The week I joined neo three separate people told me I resembled her, which is why it's my username. I guess around the eyes we look similar, and we have a similar jawline. And the same kind of mouth, that naturally turns down unless a conscious effort is made to prevent it.
Although I'm originally from Birmingham, England, I spent the time from December 2006 till the 12th of March 2007 living in Silverton, Oregon, USA, staying in Missouri for two weeks following that. Aside from America, I've also travelled, alone, to Glasgow, Scotland, back in April 2006, and Brussels, Belgium, back in December 2003.
I've been saving money since late last year; I plan to travel more, probably in the summer. I'd like to backpack around Europe or Australia, but while I'm still saving money, I might just pack up and move to Scotland or Ireland and work there instead. I'm an orphan; there's nothing keeping me here.
Since the third of March 2007, I've been writing professional book reviews for CurledUp.com. I also write game reviews and previews for HookedGamers.com, and work as a freelance copywriter. I have a livejournal, the name of which is not usually revealed to Neomembers. I've won a few writing competitions with my short fiction. I've sold a few of my cross stitch designs.
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I managed to solve Einstein's Puzzle a few years ago. Albert Einstein claimed that only 2% of people in the world were capable of solving it. Considering how many people on here have solved it (once they became aware of it's existence), I think he underestimated neoseekers. If you want to try it, go ahead.
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I spend a lot of time writing. I'm not a big fan of the fanfiction genre, but sometimes I've had an idea I couldn't help but explore furthur. This has resulted in the following fanfics;
Walking Over Alice's Grave - A Shadow Hearts fanfic, which takes place during an alternate version of Shadow Hearts: Covenant.
The Fayth of Macalania - A very short story, written from the point of view of Final Fantasy X's Shiva.
Blood on my Blade - A short (four section) story of Kratos and Anna's life together.
A Short History of Spira - A fanfiction which takes place seven years after Vegnagun and Final Fantasy X-2, which follows, mostly, Rikku's point of view.
Stone Cold - A very short story based on the growing Yuna's relationship with the statue representing Braska.
We All Fall down - A few short chapters exploring the ideas and feelings of a variety of FFVIII characters before, during and after the game.
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What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands, of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
High Fidelity, Nick Hornby
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We made love all night, and some time in the early hours of the morning, sleepy and exhaustively happy, I thought to myself how a little bit of praise can go a long way. A little bit of praise can wrap its arms around me and go as far as it likes, whenever it feels like it.
Lazy Ways to Make a Living, Abigail Bosanko
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"You know what I mean. To really know right from wrong you need a certain emotional sympathy. And you only learn that from being treated properly yourself."
"Tulip's not stupid. Tulip knows the rules."
"Why should she think rules matter? Her father's are vindictive and wilful and sometimes it must seem to her that, whatever she does, she gets punished, so why should she bother about rules?"
I had to keep myself from turning round. I'd had no idea they knew so much about Tulip.
"Why should she bother? Because she's bright enough to see that if people like her go round doing exactly what they want, everyone's miserable."
"If you've been brought up as if your feelings don't matter, you probably assume other people's don't matter much either."
The Tulip Touch, Anne Fine
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Why can't we just stop sir? Why can't we just say 'no more killing, let's all go home'? Why would it be stupid just to pack it in, sir? Why?
Blackadder Goes Forth, Episode VI, Private S. Baldrick
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"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
The Velveteen Rabbit, Marjory William Bianco
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Why would a fellow want a girl like her?
A frail and fluffy beauty;
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer,
A solid girl like me?
She's a frothy little bubble,
With a flimsy kind of charm,
And with very little trouble,
I could break her little arm.
Oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her?
So obviously unusual.
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer,
A usual girl like me?
Her face is exquisite, I suppose.
But no more exquisite than a rose is.
Her skin may be delicate and soft,
But not any softer than a Doe's is.
Her neck is no longer than a swan's,
She's only as dainty as a daisy,
She's only as graceful as a bird,
So why is the fellow going crazy?!
Oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her?
A girl who's merely lovely,
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
A girl who's merely me?
She's a frothy little bubble,
With a frilly sort of air,
And with very little trouble,
I could pull out all her hair.
Oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her?
A girl who's merely lovely?
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer a girl who's merely me?
What's the matter with the men, what's the matter with the men, what's the matter with the men?
Stepsister's Lament, Rodgers and Hammerstein.
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My friends from high school,
Married their high school boyfriends.
Moved into houses
in the same zipcode where their parents lived.
But I, I could never follow,
No I,
I could never follow.
I hit the highway,
In a pink RV with stars on the ceiling,
Lived like a gypsy,
Six strong hands on the steering wheel.
I've been a long time gone now,
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down,
But I've always found my way somehow,
By taking the long way round.
I met the queen of whatever,
Drank with the Irish, spoke with the hippies,
Moved with the shakers,
Wouldn't kiss all the asses they told me to.
No, I, I could never follow,
No I,
I could never follow.
It's been two long years now,
Since the top of the world came crashing down,
And I'm getting it back on the road now,
And I'm taking the long way round.
Well, I fought with a stranger,
and I met myself,
I opened my mouth and I heard myself,
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself,
Yes, I could have made it easier on myself.
But I, I could never follow,
No I,
I could never follow.
Well, I've never seemed to do it like anybody else,
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down,
If you ever want to find me I can still be found,
Taking the long way round.
I'm taking the long way,
Taking the long way round,
I'm taking the long way,
Taking the long way round.
Taking the Long Way, Dixie Chicks.
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If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life,
Never make a pretty woman your wife.
So for my personal point of view,
Get an ugly woman to marry you.
A pretty woman makes her husband look small,
And very often causes his downfall.
As soon as he marries her, then she starts
To do the things that will break his heart.
But if you make an ugly woman your wife,
You'll be happy for the rest of your life.
An ugly woman makes meals on time,
She'll always give you peace of mind.
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life,
Never make a pretty woman your wife.
So for my personal point of view,
Get an ugly woman to marry you.
So don't let your friends say you have no taste,
Go ahead and marry anyway,
Though her face is ugly, her eyes don't match,
Take it from me, she's a better catch.
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life,
Never make a pretty woman your wife.
So for my personal point of view,
Get an ugly woman to marry you.
Never Make a Pretty Woman Your Wife - Jimmy Soul
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Big girls don't cry,
Big girls don't cry,
Big girls don't cry,
They don't cry.
Big girls don't cry.
Who said they don't cry?
My girl said goodbye,
My oh my.
My girl didn't cry.
I wonder why?
Silly boy...
Told my girl we had to break up,
Thought that she would call my bluff,
When she said, to my surprise,
Big girls don't cry.
Big girls don't cry.
Big girls don't cry,
They don't cry.
Big girls don't cry.
Who said they don't cry?
Maybe I was cruel.
I was cruel.
Baby, I'm a fool.
I'm such a fool.
Silly girl...
Shame on you, your mama said,
Shame on you, you cried in bed.
Silly girl...
Shame on you, you told a lie,
Big girls do cry.
Big girls don't cry,
They don't cry.
Big girls don't cry.
That's just an alibi.
Big girls don't cry,
Big girls don't cry,
Big girls don't cry,
Big girls don't cry,
Big girls don't cry,
Big girls don't cry.
Big Girls Don't Cry, Frankie Valley and the Four Seasons.
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Dear Mr Higgenson, it's me, Delilah's lawyer,
I'm writing to inform you,
There's a third restraining order in effect.
The first two haven't stopped you yet.
She's quite upset.
May I remind you, Tom, my client doesn't like you,
Yet you keep composing songs for her,
Which means you have the IQ of a brick.
You couldn't hit that with a stick.
Please seek help quick.
Oh, we're watching you, you creep.
Oh, we're watching you, you creep.
Oh, we're watching you, you freak.
Oh, it's what we do all week.
All the stupid week.
Do not address Delilah's mother as a milf,
And please desist from mailing puppy dogs,
And photos of yourself in plain white t's,
Next time, put some pants on please.
Nice cottage cheese.
My client's gone in hiding halfway across the nation,
But you evidently stalked her to her undisclosed location in New York,
You put it in your song, you dork.
We're freaking torqued.
Oh, were watching you, you creep.
Oh, we watch you when you sleep.
Oh, we watch you when you eat.
Oh, we watched you take a leak.
A thousand miles seems pretty far,
But you've used planes and trains and cars,
And pogo sticks and Segways and a horse.
But we've got warrants out for you,
So, Romeo, if you try to
Go near her, you'll regret the choice, of course.
There's lots of guys who'd gladly pay,
To make your love song go away.
They'll quickly take you down without remorse.
With deadly force.
Dear Mr. Higgenson: This isn't 'cause I'm jealous,
That I left the band for law school while you got rich with the fellas,
With your song.
Here's why I took this client on:
Like you, I've wanted her so long.
So it's so nice to sue you, Tom.
P.S. How's Mom?
Re: Your Song About My Client, Delilah, Spaff.com.
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Do not send me hate mail. If you do send me hate mail, pester me over pm, IM or within forums, change your banner, avatar, signature to refer to me, in a positive or negative manner, or bitch about me to anyone, particularly someone who tells me, you agree that I own all rights to your soul, and that you are wrong about everything. If you do not want to admit that I own your soul or that you are wrong about everything, do not pester me over pm or within forums, or reference me in your banner, avatar or signature, especially not without my permission; it's that simple. Do not give out my email address; if someone wants to talk to me over msn, they can ask me for it. You do not give it out, it's kept private for a reason.
Don't attempt to continue a debate outside of the thread; surprisingly, some of us are able to seperate our personal feelings from issues, and don't want to be bugged with them in our personal lives.
I define what 'pestering' is; it's any attention I don't want.
Oh, and if you ask me to write something for you, be willing to pay me. I charge a (British) penny per word, kthnxbai. Of course, I may be in a good mood and let you off.
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