Superhero story.   
11:21pm 08/07/2003
 
mood: bored
stalker erika: Livelive, yay. ::Blinks, arches brow:: You're a supercrimefighterperson, you should have oodles to write about.
sethy n greeny: . . . Well, yes, I could write about that.

One day, after work, Seth Green noticed there was a kitten, stuck in a tree. He gasped, horrified at this spectacle. Who would do such a thing? Who would dare put a defenseless, adorable kitten in a tree?

Well, he wouldn't stand for that.

He quickly called his sassy (AND sexy!) side-kick, Erika Christensen! He informed her of this problem of the cliched kitten-in-a-tree, and she came over, quickly. Then, they both twirled around very very fast and became the super cool superheros they truly are!

Seth Green used his super cool superpowers to fly up, and save the damn kitten. But, gasp! The kitten transformed into Seth's archnemesis . . .

Kelly Donovan!

So then a heated battle ensued, where Seth, of course, kicked Kelly's ass. Ha. Then, Seth and his sassy (AND sexy!) side-kick Erika left to stare at shiny things.

. . . What? It's not like I have anything else to update about!

EDIT: Answer me this: Who is sexier? Myself or Erika? Hint: the answer is Erika.

I want unbiased opinions, all!
 
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Look, update. Aaaaaah.   
08:52pm 25/06/2003
  Oops. Forgot I had one of these.

Ha.

So I'm shooting Scooby Doo, and that's about it. My life is thrilling.

I don't get on AIM much- and when I do, I rarely IM people. I have a tendency to glance at my buddy list when I sign on, and then forget. Oops.

Overall, I have nothing to say. Sorry for this short update. I hope my next post is a more interesting way to waste your time.
 
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11:54pm 15/06/2003
  I am an offical member as of now. You may all comment at me legally.

Kelly is not in my possee, but Breckin is. Also, I hath dubbed Kelly You, and he calls me Spankypants.

We worry about You.

My layout makes me cry. Someone make me a layout. Please?
 
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04:47pm 08/06/2003
  Working hard on my break from Scooby Doo is very tiring. All that sitting around and not doing anything. It's so very horrible.

Haha not.

So, uh. Go see The Italian Job. I'm in it. It's cool. It's in theaters now. Go forth, my children. Go and spend money and watch and get fat on popcorn.

(and, edit. I'm very sorry for commenting and RPing before being an official member of this community. I blame Eliza, for starting the comment craze below and announcing me in her LJ. Everything is Eliza's fault.)
 
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