Free For All, A Little Early

The winds are picking up around here, but it may not be that serious as there’s no news reporting anything on it…but b/c I’m not really sure how the weather will look tomorrow, I’ve decided to open Free For All Friday a little early this month (and it will most likely run through the weekend).

As of now, you may feel free to login and post to the blog.

Rules & Terms:
1) Please do not promote any hate related or other negative type sites while you’re pimping stuff on my blog.
2) I reserve the right to moderate, edit or delete any entries which violate rule #1 at my sole discretion.

**This post will remain at the top until FFAF is over**

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I like other people’s blogs

Hey all. I know it’s not Friday any more but since Teli’s blog is still open for FFAF I thought I’d play around.

It’s wierd blogging on someone elses blog. It feels like I’m doing something I shouldn’t be, like going through their underwear drawer…

But we won’t go there ;-)

Anyway, blog on people!

A Phoenix

Since I’ve been working my way down the FFAF blog roll, my brain is starting to die on topics. Thank goodness teli left some topics. PHEW.

If you could only pick one, would you rather be a sea creature or a bird – why?
A bird. I would have to say a bird just because you get to fly. That’s something I’ve always wanted to be able to do. Just fly, under my own power, to wherever I need to be. So free and utterly unfettered. ::sighs::

To be specific, I’d be a phoenix. A phoenix never truly dies. A new one arises from the ashes of the old one. Immortality. Woohooo. That would be nice, since I have days where I flip out about death. Yeah. It’s part of the cycle, but who wants it to come so soon? (=

Anyway. A phoenix. I get to fly AND be immortal. Life would be pretty darn good.

By Barbara of Burning Evanescence

FFAF

Just thought I would sneak by while my manager wasn’t looking to say Happy FFAF, and I hope you have a great weekend.

Meli

I am the procrastinator!

Time killers? Erm, at work killing the time between 4 and half past when I leave is usually spent with lots of sheets of paper. They all have 6-digit numbers, and so you first separate them by the first two, then the third, fourth and so on, that generally kills time, however putting them away doesn’t take very long at all. There was one girl who was killing time by putting on her makeup using her computer screen as a mirror, that seemed like a good idea, but not for the guys though. As for terrible time-killers, exploring what the buttons on the coffee machine do? I ended up with a choco-coffe concoction this morning. That is something I will never do again :s
Best advice is don’t waste time, look like you’re doing something useful, and people will never question you, oh, and have a good explanation at hand, such as “I was sorting my drawers and decided to group these plastic wallets by colour before I give them back to admin”. However, don’t try that on your boss!

~ Phill from blackheart where the FFAF fun don’t stop :p

FFAF Haiku

Killing Time Haiku

The worst time killer?
I can think of only one.
Writing bad haikus!

Captain Platypus
www.platypus-society.net/blog
(pardon the mess, I’m still moving in!)

FFAF and No More Late Nights For Me!

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Well, I think I’ve finally learned my lesson – no more late nights! I didn’t get my butt to bed until 5am (and no I wasn’t partying – more like working…)

And thanks to a kick in the bum from Luka – I am now opening the blog up for FFAF, so feel free to log in and post what’s on your mind :D

If you’re mind is drawing a blank right now – try one of these topics:
If you could only pick one, would you rather be a sea creature or a bird – why?
Is Disney really evil?
What is truly the worst time killer of all?

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2) If you have an account already, use your login info, if not use the following login and password: FFAF/free
3) You will be redirected to the “Dashboardâ€? – click on “Writeâ€?
4) In the categories box on the right, make sure there is a check mark next to “It’s A Free For All�
5) Type a title in the “Title� field and type whatever you want in the “Post� field.
6) When you’re done, hit the “Publish� button

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The Reason I Don’t Eat Goat

I realize I have a bad habit of befriending animals – especially animals slated for dinner. Being the true Jamerican that I am, while in Jamaica a while back I befriended a goat. I named the goat, I played with the goat and I thought it was the coolest thing that I found such a well behaved goat…

Fast forward about 5 hours and while we are all gathered in the living room, my grandmother announces that the curried goat is ready…uh huh. Despite this, I had no idea she meant my goat until I realized the goat was missing from the back yard (yes, I was young and naive).

To this day, I still have a hard time eating anything that once had a face and now we can add chicken to the list…I didn’t befriend the chicken per se, but after watching it get slaughtered on t.v. I’m now re-evaluating the vegetarian lifestyle.

Tom remembers when

he got the first comment on his blog that wasnt from someone he knew personally, and wasn’t from someone he’d told about it. It was about six months after I started messing around with this sort of thing, and about 2 months after I’d given up on all of the stupid ideas I’d had with other systems in order to try WordPress. The joy I felt when I saw that comment and followed it to someone else’s blog was amazing. :) I still get a little excited when someone new finds my site and takes the time to say a few words, as long as they’re not talking about their free online casino, where phentermine and viagra flow from the drinking fountains and mortgage loans are only a click away.

Oh, and if I were a Teen Titan, I’d want to be Robin, but I’m really more like Cyborg. :)

If I Were a Teen Titan…

…I would so want to be Raven. She has that mystique about her. She’s fantastic, but that shows how much I need to get out more, I suppose…hmm before dig myself in any deeper, bye! and thanks Teli.

Phill – It’s all go at blackheart