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What are your top 10 most-played songs currently?

1.  Imogen Heap - Glittering Cloud (Plague of Locusts)
2.  Mika - Relax, Take It Easy
3.  Damien Rice - 9 Crimes
4.  Dashboard Confessional - Stolen
5.  Ciara - Like A Boy
6.  Damien Rice- Woman Like A Man
7.  Damien Rice - Cheers Darlin'
8.  Timbaland - Give It To Me Ft. Nelly Furtado and Justin Timberlake
9.  Maroon 5 - Makes Me Wonder
10. Gwen Stefani - Orange County Girl

That's what iTunes says.  Everything after the first 10 is either Damien Rice, Andrew Bird, or Imogen Heap.

Who is your favorite video game character? 
Submitted by Korgoth.  

HYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Link.

Duh.

What were you doing one year ago today?
Submitted by CassandraMorgan.

According to my LiveJournal, I resurrected my website.

Unfortunately, I killed it again.  However, I have been working on it lately and maybe I should work on it more.

Show us your Mii.

What is one of your favorite poems?
Submitted by marvel is my pen name.

Fatima

Poem lyrics of Fatima by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. O Love, Love, Love! O withering might!
O sun, that from thy noonday height
Shudderest when I strain my sight,
Throbbing thro' all thy heat and light,
Lo, falling from my constant mind,
Lo, parch'd and wither'd, deaf and blind,
I whirl like leaves in roaring wind.

Last night I wasted hateful hours
Below the city's eastern towers:
I thirsted for the brooks, the showers:
I roll'd among the tender flowers:
I crush'd them on my breast, my mouth;
I look'd athwart the burning drouth
Of that long desert to the south.

Last night, when some one spoke his name,
From my swift blood that went and came
A thousand little shafts of flame
Were shiver'd in my narrow frame.
O Love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul thro'
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

Before he mounts the hill, I know
He cometh quickly: from below
Sweet gales, as from deep gardens, blow
Before him, striking on my brow.
In my dry brain my spirit soon,
Down-deepening from swoon to swoon,
Faints like a daled morning moon.

The wind sounds like a silver wire,
And from beyond the noon a fire
Is pour'd upon the hills, and nigher
The skies stoop down in their desire;
And, isled in sudden seas of light,
My heart, pierced thro' with fierce delight,
Bursts into blossom in his sight.

My whole soul waiting silently,
All naked in a sultry sky,
Droops blinded with his shining eye:
I will possess him or will die.
I will grow round him in his place,
Grow, live, die looking on his face,
Die, dying clasp'd in his embrace.

Talk about crazy ladies.

If you could have one superpower, what would you choose?
Submitted by J.T.

Isn't Telekinesis the coolest superpower ever?  Sup, Jean Grey?

How have people mispronounced your name?  How is it supposed to sound? 
Submitted by Lorie.   

Finally, a good Question of the Day.  Thank you Vox.

My name is Hena.  Many people pronounce it "henn-nuh" when they read my name.

It is pronounced "hee-nuh."

However, I've given up.  A lot of people in school say Hennuh and I've decided not to care anymore.

I wish I was named Lucia, though.  Or Martha.

What method do you use to prepare your coffee or tea? 
Submitted by AgentBouche.

What did you dream about last night?  

I got raped by my 15 year old neighbor in the back seat of my van.

What is your favorite kind of bagel and what do you put on it? 
Submitted by Nacwolin.

What kind of question of the day is this?

Plain bagel with cream cheese, please.