Comments for vanae: happier you* guide http://vanae.com Fri, 21 Nov 2008 00:26:58 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.1 Comment on Tell me a story… by ttt http://vanae.com/tell-me-a-story/#comment-1813 ttt Thu, 20 Nov 2008 20:02:06 +0000 http://vanae.com/?p=896#comment-1813 What happened after the gingerbread man bit off her hand . . . He shrank back in horror and remorse at what he had done. He knew there would never be any way to make her whole in her own eyes again, except through her own magic. He retreated to his mountain valley and from the freshest grains and ginger root crafted a hand of gingerbread. One evening he came quietly by her house in the town of Tall Tree and left the gingerbread hand on a silver platter with a fresh rose of the deepest passionate red and a note that said, "Please forgive me." He then slipped away unnoticed. With time and contrite heart and daily meditation for her well-being and healing, the day came when he tuned in to her Youtube channel and saw--lo and behold!--that she was smiling and gazing out at the peeps who turn to her for grins and inspiration and she was gesturing . . . with two hands! With a quiet smile he breathed a sigh of thanks and bowed in her direction before returning to his own life. What happened after the gingerbread man bit off her hand . . .

He shrank back in horror and remorse at what he had done. He knew there would never be any way to make her whole in her own eyes again, except through her own magic. He retreated to his mountain valley and from the freshest grains and ginger root crafted a hand of gingerbread. One evening he came quietly by her house in the town of Tall Tree and left the gingerbread hand on a silver platter with a fresh rose of the deepest passionate red and a note that said, “Please forgive me.” He then slipped away unnoticed. With time and contrite heart and daily meditation for her well-being and healing, the day came when he tuned in to her Youtube channel and saw–lo and behold!–that she was smiling and gazing out at the peeps who turn to her for grins and inspiration and she was gesturing . . . with two hands! With a quiet smile he breathed a sigh of thanks and bowed in her direction before returning to his own life.

]]> Comment on Tell me a story… by Samuel http://vanae.com/tell-me-a-story/#comment-1810 Samuel Thu, 20 Nov 2008 08:31:16 +0000 http://vanae.com/?p=896#comment-1810 He rolled out of bed and landed on the carpet. But it was different this time. the carpet was REALLY soft and he just kept sinking, sinking, sinking, into it. He started to worry that he wouldn't make it to the bathroom in time. When He finally touched the bottom, he woke up. :D I'm actually in the middle of writing a much longer story. 50k words worth of story. I don't know if I'll finish in time though. He rolled out of bed and landed on the carpet. But it was different this time. the carpet was REALLY soft and he just kept sinking, sinking, sinking, into it. He started to worry that he wouldn’t make it to the bathroom in time. When He finally touched the bottom, he woke up. :D

I’m actually in the middle of writing a much longer story. 50k words worth of story. I don’t know if I’ll finish in time though.

]]> Comment on Tell me a story… by Peter http://vanae.com/tell-me-a-story/#comment-1809 Peter Thu, 20 Nov 2008 08:03:48 +0000 http://vanae.com/?p=896#comment-1809 Oreos are only 60 Calories each, much healthier than Gingerbread men. They are apparently my friend's best friends, when we all know that milk is their best friend. The only way the oreos could be her best friend is that all the male oreos have fallen irresistably in love with her [which is plausible] So one day an Union of Female Oreo (UFO) decide to exact their revenge by ambushing her at night. Of course, the casualties for the oreos were high when the assassination became a midnight snack. Oreos are only 60 Calories each, much healthier than Gingerbread men. They are apparently my friend’s best friends, when we all know that milk is their best friend. The only way the oreos could be her best friend is that all the male oreos have fallen irresistably in love with her [which is plausible] So one day an Union of Female Oreo (UFO) decide to exact their revenge by ambushing her at night. Of course, the casualties for the oreos were high when the assassination became a midnight snack.

]]> Comment on Tell me a story… by Evan http://vanae.com/tell-me-a-story/#comment-1808 Evan Thu, 20 Nov 2008 08:03:26 +0000 http://vanae.com/?p=896#comment-1808 Dude, I'm all about Matriarchal societies! That's how we should roll...except about putting out at the drop of a hat. That's a little too much for me. Dude, I’m all about Matriarchal societies! That’s how we should roll…except about putting out at the drop of a hat. That’s a little too much for me.

]]> Comment on douchebaggin’ by Peter http://vanae.com/douchebaggin/#comment-1807 Peter Thu, 20 Nov 2008 07:47:09 +0000 http://vanae.com/?p=258#comment-1807 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l06M-dsQf3Q this song is perfect of wat you should do to this guy http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l06M-dsQf3Q
this song is perfect of wat you should do to this guy

]]> Comment on douchebaggin’ by Peter http://vanae.com/douchebaggin/#comment-1806 Peter Thu, 20 Nov 2008 07:45:43 +0000 http://vanae.com/?p=258#comment-1806 haha wat an idiot. that's wat u call super ego. and yes i agree u are cute Vanae, in a dorky kind of way, like me XD haha wat an idiot. that’s wat u call super ego.
and yes i agree u are cute Vanae, in a dorky kind of way, like me XD

]]> Comment on Tell me a story… by matt http://vanae.com/tell-me-a-story/#comment-1805 matt Thu, 20 Nov 2008 06:50:22 +0000 http://vanae.com/?p=896#comment-1805 Down on the lake lived this man. He was a very humble soul who liked to play cards, the only problem was that he lacked a full deck. He had tried for ever to buy a complete deck, but everytime he bought a new deck, it was always 4 cards short of a deck. At first he thought this was some sort of a scam, so he called the manufacturers and told them about the ordeal. They could only assure him that they would mail him a complete deck and they continuously apologized until the man hung up the phone. A couple weeks pass, and no deck was mailed to him, so he called again. "I called a couple weeks back and i complained about buying a short deck" the man said in anger. "What is the hold up!" He demanded to speak to the manager and the man speaking told him that he was already speaking with the manager. The manager told the man "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, we have mailed out the deck already and it should arrive at your house within a couple of days." The man nodded silently and hung up the phone. The manager was confused but hung up as well. Now, the man had a plan. He planned to park his sofa out by the mailbox and wait for the mailman so he could personally accept the mail. Two days pass and the man sits, dehydrated and delirious. "Why hasnt the mail came" He questions himself. "Ive been waiting out here for two days and the mail has not come, the cards have not arrived and im starving!" He continued to wait for the mail. Another day passes. The man can hardly see straight due to the lack of food and the blazing sun shining down upon him. He can hardly even think straight, he remembered that he called the card company and told him that every deck that he buys is 4 cards short..fork ards fork ards fork ards.. i dont get it he repeats to himself over and over.. fork ards, i dont understand, what is the point of fork ards? oh im retarded... Down on the lake lived this man. He was a very humble soul who liked to play cards, the only problem was that he lacked a full deck. He had tried for ever to buy a complete deck, but everytime he bought a new deck, it was always 4 cards short of a deck. At first he thought this was some sort of a scam, so he called the manufacturers and told them about the ordeal. They could only assure him that they would mail him a complete deck and they continuously apologized until the man hung up the phone. A couple weeks pass, and no deck was mailed to him, so he called again. “I called a couple weeks back and i complained about buying a short deck” the man said in anger. “What is the hold up!” He demanded to speak to the manager and the man speaking told him that he was already speaking with the manager. The manager told the man “I’m sorry for the inconvenience, we have mailed out the deck already and it should arrive at your house within a couple of days.” The man nodded silently and hung up the phone. The manager was confused but hung up as well. Now, the man had a plan. He planned to park his sofa out by the mailbox and wait for the mailman so he could personally accept the mail. Two days pass and the man sits, dehydrated and delirious. “Why hasnt the mail came” He questions himself. “Ive been waiting out here for two days and the mail has not come, the cards have not arrived and im starving!” He continued to wait for the mail. Another day passes. The man can hardly see straight due to the lack of food and the blazing sun shining down upon him. He can hardly even think straight, he remembered that he called the card company and told him that every deck that he buys is 4 cards short..fork ards fork ards fork ards.. i dont get it he repeats to himself over and over.. fork ards, i dont understand, what is the point of fork ards? oh im retarded…

]]> Comment on Self discovery by vanae http://vanae.com/self-discovery/#comment-1801 vanae Thu, 20 Nov 2008 04:10:27 +0000 http://vanae.com/?p=879#comment-1801 @ bobby- high five* that's one of the best discoveries. being true to oneself and being happy at it. @ bobby- high five* that’s one of the best discoveries. being true to oneself and being happy at it.

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