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Name: Mia
Age: 22
Nationality: Icelandic
Birthdate: September 19th, 1982
Occupation: Village idiot and aspiring rich widow
Favorite movies: American Beauty, The Notebook, Vanilla Sky, Lost in Translation, anything by Woody Allen, The Straight Story, In The Bedroom, Monster's Ball, The Bridges of Madison County, Carlito's Way, Dazed and Confused, The Burbs, The Breakfast Club, About Schmidt, Teen Witch (don't ask)

Favorite books: The Kitchen God's Wife, The Bonesetter's Daughter, The Joy Luck Club. The Hundred Secret Senses, The Lovely Bones, Fried Green Tomatos at The Whistle Stop Cafe, Daisy Fay and The Miracle Man, Where The Devil's Island Rises, Independant People

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What can I say? My milkshake is just that good.

Life's short and hard like a body building elf

Life is not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman. You're just mad coz she won't let you get that pussy.

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January 05, 2004

Well HELLO THERE chaps and chapettes and thank you for taking the time to visit me in my internet lair during this joyous holiday season. Speaking of which, happy holidays. And Happy Happy Happy Holidays-are-almost-over. Oh how I have waited! It seems like an eternity since I could turn on a radio without hearing some disgusting jingle jangle about overweight men squeezing down my chimney to stuff my stocking (....not to be overly perverted, but....well... you gotta wonder sometimes...). I have swelled up like a prize pig at the fair, and I'm sure that I have put on my body the combined weight of all my christmas presents and I shall now have to carry it around in shame like the spare tire of doom that I so richly deserve to have peeking out through my clothes in a dreadfully embarrassing manner. Despite having sworn off bread and other high carb figure-killers before christmas, it seems that I took a leaf from Mary Antoinette's book of dieting during the holidays, who as we all know spoke the insightful words "let them eat cake". And eat cake I did, and ended up as insulated as an artic snowcoat. So I thank you kindly, dear Miss Antoinette for that, and may I just say that I have never been more thrilled that you got your head cut off. Give me the courage to change the things that I can change, and the somethingsomething to accept the things I cannot. Or as it is said in Black, "yo, gimme da heart to be changing what I can be, and the lil sumpin sumpin to ...acc..acc...hmm... big word, y'all.... axe the shit I ain't changin. Word. That shit'z deep, ya'll, for real". So while my words may seem bitter to some of you (and while we're at it, the words that followed may get the NAACP to put a hit out on me), I am only accepting what cannot be undone and trying to live my life accordingly. It's almost Pollyanna-esque....

Mia :: 4:21 AM

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