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| Passions Play |
| 06.27.04 (8:45 pm) [edit] |
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How I have longed to feel your hands exploring my body Igniting the passion that lies just beneath the suface- Simmering. I stand before you trembling- Our eyes locked each reflecting the desire burning within. I know in this moment you shall be mine. Your body to be toyed with until completely spent. I place warm kisses upon your chest as I undress you Deftly teasing and tasting every bit of exposed flesh- Shoulders,chest,stomach, thigh. Your fingers weaving through my dark auburn hair You whisper my name. I know your need. |
| Thinking of You |
| 06.26.04 (8:56 pm) [edit] |
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Seeing your jacket hanging in my closet, or the outline of your head still fresh in the pillow, Tugs at my heart; Makes me miss you more than I thought possible. Taking your jacket from the hanger I bury my face in the collar and breath you in, smiling. It makes me feel close to you. I haven't touched your pillow except to run my finger over the curve where your neck would lie. I miss you so. You have taken up residence in my thoughts you make my day to day thinking so crowded. Your smile is all that I see. |
| Late Summers Love |
| 06.26.04 (8:47 pm) [edit] |
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I watch as the morning light caresses the sun flowers they nod their sleepy heads as if in prayer The mocking bird sings his last song of summer as the leaves accompany him in a vibrant symphony of color. I wander my garden path longing for my true love to kiss me as the sun does my flowers- to let the warmth of his very presence bathe me in his light. His love fills my heart with a riot of color and a melody more beautiful then the mockingbirds song. |
| One Niter.... |
| 06.25.04 (10:57 pm) [edit] |
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You burst thru the door like a ray of light striking my face for the first time. Blinding me with your brilliance. I could only gaze at you in sheer want and giddy desire. Imagine my joy when my feelings of wantoness are retuned in full. I feel your eyes devouring my presence. I am satisfied at last when our eyes lock across the room. You make me your own. |
| Thought for the day... |
| 06.25.04 (11:29 am) [edit] |
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If you are going to ride my ass...could you at least pull my hair while you are doing it????? :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: |
| watching baseball |
| 06.24.04 (4:08 pm) [edit] |
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7th Inning Stretch World Series... game six.. lazily entwined with you on the bed Ball two... fingers wander tracing the outline of your arm Top of the fifth.... full count A swing and a miss... Kiss your neck daring you to look away from the screen.. As Pudge's bat cracks I tug on your jeans Time for a seventh inning stretch. |
| a passing thought |
| 06.24.04 (4:04 pm) [edit] |
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For 'B'. My regret runs deep and long Although my time with you was short. You burst across my soul Quick, dark, mysterious. You fueled my emotions- gave me flight. I flew. I soared Too high, too close to your fire. Now that you have banished me all that remains of my winged joy is that seared soul that lies in the ashes of what might have been. |
| My Desert Prince |
| 06.24.04 (10:40 am) [edit] |
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My Desert Prince He slips through my dreams like the shifting desert sands Dark,handsome,stately... Those mysterious eyes, that have captivated me from the moment we met, Hold my heart hostage. We ride the sands on a steed of white under the desert sky. May I never wake from my dreams of my desert prince! |
| It will be ok |
| 06.23.04 (12:09 pm) [edit] |
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After a conversation with a friend of mine I felt compelled to share this with him. Chin up sweety..it does get better in time. untitled I remember standing there, feet planted, face against the glass, crying as if the world were going to end. You pulled away in in your bright orange U-haul dragging my soul along with all of your other belongings. 'Don't worry ' you said, 'You'll be ok'. That phrase rang in my memory for for over a year and were reinforced by your mercy calls. When I stand in that spot by my french door, I can look down my street to the east. I can see where you made the last turn out of my life. You were right. I'm ok. |
| girls girls girls.... |
| 06.23.04 (9:21 am) [edit] |
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Well this thing with my son Jordan seems to have taken another turn! First he was caught snogging her in the garage...This morning he comes the kitchen and tell me he is going to the pool with a group of friends. Ok I said. He flashes this goofy grin at me and then remarks and I am paying [i]Trishas[/i] way in to the pool...she is my girlfriends you know....turns on his heel and runs out of the room. Now you must understand that my son is the worlds biggest tight wad!!!! Now he is parting with cash for a tall blonde chick. Must be love.... :wink: |
| BUSTED!!!!!! |
| 06.21.04 (7:30 pm) [edit] |
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Well I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later but I really wasn't prepared for it [i]TODAY.[/i] Our garage has become the hangout spot for my and his friends. While I was making dinner tonite I popped my head out the door to ask him how many ears of corn he might want....what I saw didn't register until I came back in the house. I looked at his sister and burst out laughing and omg! Your brother was just out there sucking face with some blonde chick! wtf? I opened the door again and he was right back on her face like a magnet! I coughed real loud and slammed the door...2 seconds later he was inside looking all innocent. I said hey Jordy wipe the lipgloss off yer face! :twisted: He gave me such a look! *sigh* My baby is growing up.... :roll: |
| My Dad |
| 06.20.04 (9:50 pm) [edit] |
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Well being father's day and all I was thinking about my dad. He is a great guy! He has certainly always been there for me and continues to bail my ass out of hot water even now :wink: Just friday he had to drive into town to give me a jump when my car died at the post office.... So Daddy here's to you for all the times you sat thru my school plays and sporting events... Didn't tell mom I came home drunk... Paid for my car insurance (again!!)... "Loaned" me money.... Didn't say I told you so... Taught to love motor sports... And explained cricket... I couldn't ask for a better Father! I love you!! 8) 8) |
| How was YOUR prom? LOL |
| 06.20.04 (9:44 am) [edit] |
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[i]Now I don't know what you all did at your Sr. Prom...but I would have appreciated this info![/i] Parents Get Prom-Sex Letter Mailed From School SELDEN, N.Y. (AP) — Parents opened their mailboxes to find an official-looking letter offering birth control — and motel rooms — for the upcoming senior prom. They were not amused — and neither, needless to say, were the stunned administrators of the Long Island high school. "It's inexcusable, offensive and quite frankly demeaning of all individuals," Mitchell Ross, principal of the Newfield High School in Selden, said Friday in a telephone interview. The letter, an apparent end-of-the-year prank, described a "Protection Package" of "very specific birth control items," including condoms, Ross said. It also stated that "a number of rooms will be made available" for interested students at the Inn at East Wind in Wading River, where the prom is to be held June 23. The hotel, which was notified of the prank, does not rent out rooms to high school students, said Ross. The letter's official-looking letterhead actually was a "cut and paste job," Ross said. He said the school, which has about 400 seniors, has narrowed the list of likely culprits to 10 but believed only one or two students were involved. Ross said the mailing list used in the prank, first reported by Newsday in its Friday editions, apparently had been stolen from one of two student offices. The list had been missing since April, but officials at the time did not know if it was stolen or simply misplaced. Ross said the prank letter envelopes were mixed in with other legitimate school bulk mailings. :twisted: |
| question of the day |
| 06.19.04 (9:38 pm) [edit] |
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Do you really believe there is such a thing as soulmates? How can you really ever be sure you have found "the one" ??? :?: Talk to me... |
| take it back |
| 06.19.04 (3:55 pm) [edit] |
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Just one sentence can change everything. Once it has left the lips it is too late...it can't be taken back. There are no do-overs or just brushing it off...it's there lingering in the air like some heavy perfume. The silence after one of these statements is always so heavy..... Twice in two days I have had people close to me let some very exsplosive revelations come from their lips. It's left me feeling like I can't talk at all to one of them...and the other...well I am still reeling from his little revelation. The whole thing has left me feeling very torn about my relationships with these two. What's a girl to do? :roll: |
| astrology link! |
| 06.18.04 (10:37 pm) [edit] |
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For all who asked... [url=]http://www.bemyastrologer.com...[/url] have fun! EDIT: I guess peeps are having trouble navigating the site! Go to Articles! and then scroll down to the one titled The Dark Side of the Zodiac.... |
| this is me! |
| 06.17.04 (11:28 pm) [edit] |
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A friend saw this and sent it to me. So accurate it was scarey!! LOL TAURUS : You are stubborn, inflexible, and so laid back you're in a coma. That's on a good day. As with all true forces of nature, there's nothing subtle about you. You're capable of wrath measuring ten on the Richter scale. In your heart, you believe you are right, even when you are proven wrong, and are so narrow-minded that you can get stuck in a rut so deep you need a ladder to climb out. That's OK with you because you think it's a safe and sane way to live. You are perfectly willing to plod through life without trampling anyone's toes, as long as everyone understands you are boss. However you will deliberately shake up things at home in a spot check to see who's really on your side. You need constant adoration from your spouse, demand blind obedience from your children, and will bust a skull now and then to assure it. You forget your angry outbursts as soon as they erupt, and can't understand why the relative you laid low an hour ago won't share the nice dinner you've just cooked. In romance you have the approach of a dentist's drill. You can knock anybody's socks off but after the deed, there's no glow. You are snoring before your partner stops breathing hard. You wake up in a few minutes, ready to rock and roll. By then your partner is sleepy. Of course this means little or nothing to you as long as you get your jollies again. Cleaning house means clearing away last month's pile of empty pizza boxes and potato chip bags. You are a junk-food junkie. Your favorite clothes are cheezy sweats to slug around in at home. You are often underestimated because of your calm surface temperament and you have hidden talents you seldom use. Taurus is the sign of the writer, artist, dictator, district attorney and hanging judge. That obtuse Taurean nature you're famous for is a ruse. You understand. You just don't care what others think and have no use for anyone who doesn't measure up to your personal value system. You won't be swayed from a course of action and your strength lies in the fact that you don't need anyone's approval but your own You are one of the zodiac's true homebodies. You are not flighty, or flirty, or empty-headed. You are capable, thrifty, and cagey. You understand instinctively your powerful nature and aren't afraid to use it to further yourself in life,but you need to learn that your glare and occasional snort is enough to make most people take a step back. Control your famous rampages, choose your battles carefully and nothing can stop you 8) |
| Welcome to confusion! Pop: 1 |
| 06.16.04 (11:16 pm) [edit] |
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Sometimes when we are driving along the road of life we take an exit that just isn't what we thought it was going to be. Like today..I thought I was just going the normal route but ended up instead in the state called CONFUSION. Nasty place to visit...sure wouldn't want to live there! I keep driving around this place and can't seem to find my way out..... Is there mapquest for the mind? :roll: |
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| 06.16.04 (7:48 pm) [edit] | |||
Ripped this off from SheSpecies and Drama 8)
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| Pandora's Box....Part 2 |
| 06.15.04 (3:24 pm) [edit] |
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Too late, torn free... The lid of this box lies in the floor. I am blinded by your smiles, Smitten with your laughter, Rendered helpless by the sound of your whispers. I follow you to my fate Half smiling,heart pounding. Not caring that I shall be soon left Holding the empty box. |
| Pandora's Box |
| 06.15.04 (3:21 pm) [edit] |
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I try so hard to keep the lid Shut down hard and fast But my emotions pull and tug Until I can see the edges of what might be. It taunts and mocks me Making me feel like a school girl. I push the lid down on this Pandora's box This box that excites, as well as frightens me. I know inside I shall find incredible sweet kisses and Nights of enchantment. But does this last? For the bottom of Pandora's box is hard and black. You are left with an empty shell and memories. |
| Amine |
| 06.14.04 (6:19 pm) [edit] |
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Sometimes here in the states we are so far removed from the rest of the world. The terror that is part of everyday life for so many is something that we cannot even imagine. My friend Amine is from Algeria. A bright, good looking, 24 yr old man. He was on the national soccer team until terrorists attacked the university he attended, wounding him so badly that he is unable to resume his place on the team. He will still break down and cry openly when he talks of the attack...it is heart wrenching to be unable to reach out and hug my friend. I can see the grief in his eyes as I watch him in the webcam and I can feel his loss. The loss of dreams...while he has finished his degree and works as a chemical engineer, he still dreams of bending it on the pitch. He tells me his life must go on and he must have hope..it's the only way for him to live. There is strength in hope. He is one of the strongest people I have ever known. |
| yearn without grasping |
| 06.14.04 (2:33 pm) [edit] |
| I was recently reading a lesson from the buddhist teacher Shenpen Hookham. In this lesson she was presenting the concept of yearning without grasping. Wow..what a difficult thing to wrap my mind around. It's just human human nature to cling so tightly to the things we desire and hold dear. Looking at this lesson, one sees that you must become mindful of your hearts desire and allow it to come to you. Once you observe it sitting lightly on your palm like a butterfly, experiece it fully with out judgement...then let it go. We crush what we hold too long in our hands. |
| nice guys |
| 06.13.04 (7:59 pm) [edit] |
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What is it with the female population? Have we become so jaded that we automatically think that a single, unattached, well groomed, nice guy is gay?? I was chatting with a good friend of mine today and he was getting ready to sign off for the night..he comes back a few minutes later and tells me he is staying up a bit later. An old friend (female) is depressed and wants to talk. So we are shooting a few IM's back and forth and he says her bf broke up with her. Sad huh? Nice guy that he is, he is cheering her up. So what does she do? Asks him if he is gay....[i]wtf?? [/i]LOL What a thing to say to a man who just let you wail on his shoulder for half an hour!! Well from where I sit, NO not all the nice, good looking, sweet, employed guys are gay! Sheesh!! As for my friend..well sweetie you know who you are..and I luv you!! 8) |
| The long Goodbye |
| 06.13.04 (6:39 pm) [edit] |
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Even with the passing of time my grief still rolls over me like the thunder in a passing summer storm. I still see you in the bright sun and feel your touch in the breeze that moves my hair. The night is still long and silent without your laughter. Your photo on the table still smiles at me... never changing as I continue my long goodbye. |
| The Myth |
| 06.12.04 (10:15 pm) [edit] |
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I hate the direction my life is in, not feeling comfortable in my own skin. I grew up thinking it was a sin to be different than they wanted. I dug for answers til my fingers bled hated myself because they said It was all wrong How can it be? They were always the ones who preached to me that LOVE is the answer 'open your heart to great and small... LOVE will always conquer all' as long as you believe our way. I prayed for wings so I could fly and leave the hurts and fear behind. I long to find a place where LOVE is not a lie. A place where the myth isn't my reality. |
| My Muse |
| 06.12.04 (6:30 pm) [edit] |
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[i]Your smile haunts my memory accompanies me to my sleep where my dreams become solace. Your dark eyes, so beautiful, sparkle when you laugh. Each day I long impatiently for you Your words in my heart I keep while your smile follows me where ever I go. [/i] |
| Sex in strange places! |
| 06.11.04 (4:17 pm) [edit] |
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I had lunch with my friend A. today. She is a bit of a free-wheeling ho some times :P . I always get a good story over lunch! Today was certainly no exception. Into our second beer she starts telling me about shagging the Fed Ex guy at work in the coat closet!! Sheesh... Which led me to wonder...where are some of the strange places you all have done it?????? Oh I know..you're wondering about me right? LOL! It was the x-ray developing room at Naval Hospital Camp LeJuene :twisted: Now let's hear it!! |
| The Artist |
| 06.10.04 (11:01 pm) [edit] |
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[i]I lay awake and wonder how it feels to be gazed upon in your artists loving eye... To be made beautiful in the pallet of loving colors you choose to place upon a page... To be held forever by you in the artists sweet kiss. A pencil line as gentle as a lovers caress. The union of Artist and Muse.[/i] |
| The day the world stopped |
| 06.10.04 (6:39 pm) [edit] |
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Tomorrow is going to come no matter how hard I try to stop it. It will be 15 years to the day since I heard the knock on the door telling me that Rapheal had been in a fatal auto accident. They say that time heals all wounds but this one never fades... Rapheal and I met at a cafe near an art gallery near San Fransisco where he was showing some of his work. He was a very talented artist with an eye for the most amazing detail. We became inseperable and soon moved into a loft near Golden Gate Park. We couldn't have been much happier. I was writing, he was painting and shooting pictures..selling his work. We were talking about getting married when we discovered to our joy that I was pregnant. I have never seen a guy so happy about being a father. He was ready to trade in the Harley for a station wagon. He would talk to the baby every day..convinced it was a girl, he chose a name. He even bought a baby book and wrote the name in it. I humored him because I loved him more than life. That horrible day came...it was late and raining as it so often does there in the bay area. He was going to the gallery to put the last touches on a showing. He said not to wait up he would be home late. I remember making a cup of tea and settling in on the sofa to watch some tv. I must have fallen asleep. The next sounds I heard were the pounding on my door. It's like a bad dream...the policemen talking.."there's been an accident".. "fatal".."maam are you alright?"..."who can we call for you?" My next lucid memory is waking up in the emergency room. They tell me I had started having contractions. They were able to stop them. I was alone in the hospital...my Rapheal was gone. I was not the most religious person in the world, but I begged God to please not take away this only thing I had left. The Dr. came in the next morning and did another ultra sound of the baby. He seemed pleased with the result and asked if I would like to know the babys sex. Yes, I did. He told me it was a girl...it was like a sign from above. Rapheal had been right all along. We were going to have a daughter. I buried my precious Rapheal on a lovely hillside that looks out towards the bay. I regret nothing of our life together...only that he never was able to know our daughter. He has missed seeing what an incredible young woman she has grown into. When I look at her I still see him. She has his eyes and his brilliant smile. She often asks about her father. It never gets easier. [i]In memory of Rapheal Luis Estevan[/i] |
| Farewell Mr. President |
| 06.09.04 (8:20 pm) [edit] |
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I took the time to watch today as President Reagan was arriving in Washington. I watched his devoted Nancy emerge from Air Force One looking as composed and dignified as she always has. I was always fond of President Reagan even if I didn't always agree with his politics. His patriotism and enthusiasim for life were contagious. If he ever spoke a negative word about another person it certainly was never recorded. I was overwhelmed with emotion as I watched our nations finest escort him to his place of repose. One incident that really struck me was the marine who was so tender in his refolding of the corner of the flag that had come loose from the casket. His actions were of someone who was giving a last caring gesture to someone he cared for deeply. It really moved me. Watching Nancy as she loving caressed the casket as if to say "its going to be ok", I realized that maybe she had made the greatest sacrifice of all. She shared her beloved Ronnie, first with the state of California, and then with the nation, only to lose him to the cruelest of diseases in what should have been their golden years together. Today she was the picture of grace and strength. Thank you for sharing your husband Mrs. Reagan. Farewell Mr. Reagan. May you find peace. |
| untitled |
| 06.08.04 (6:48 pm) [edit] |
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[i] you have always been with me even though i didn't know you by name i dreamt of your touch strong yet gentle electric softly sublime i am drawn to you as a moth to flame i dance around your fire[/i] |
| Quiz attack |
| 06.07.04 (9:06 pm) [edit] |
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I had so much fun taking everyone elses quizzes that I thought it might be fun to make one of my own. Hope you will participate! 8) 1. Who are you? 2. What brings you to my blog? 3. If you were to compare me to a cartoon character, who would it be and why? 4. Is there something that reminds you of me? 5. Describe me in 3 words. 6. Chips or chocolate? 7. If you could only keep one thing to remind you of your present life what would it be? 8. If you could give me anything in the world what would it be? |
| Perspective!! |
| 06.07.04 (8:54 pm) [edit] |
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With all of us complaining about the prices at the gas pump here is something to help put it in perspective: Diet Snapple..16 oz $1.29....$10.32 per gallon Gatorade..20 oz $1.59....$10.17 per gallon Brake fluid..12 oz $3.15....$33.60 per gallon Vicks Nyquil..6 oz $8.35....$178.13 per gallon Pepto Bismol..4 oz $3.85....$123.20 per gallon Evian Water..9 oz..$1.49..$21.19 per gallon....FOR WATER???? hehe Evian spelled backwards is naive... I guess we should be happy our cars don't run on Nyquil or Pepto Bismol!!!! :lol: |
| Sticker shock |
| 06.07.04 (8:04 pm) [edit] |
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I have come to the conclusion that cheerleading is one of the most expensive sports on the planet. My daughter had a meeting tonite with the rest of the newly appointed freshman cheer squad. The coach immediately began passing out papers with schedules for practices and cheer camp. She then passed out the "List of things to purchase". OMG! Reebok cheer shoes..$40 Dance tutle neck....$23 Spankies...$6.50 Team warm up...$80 Pacers cheer tshirt..$15 Cheer camp fee...$100 (Oh yeah and all this has to be paid by the end of the month!!) Then she passes out their uniforms which are WHITE..and dry clean only WTF???? Dry clean only sports uniforms????? Whose bright idea is that??? I'm off to rob a bank :roll: |
| For my love |
| 06.06.04 (9:54 pm) [edit] |
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[i]Someday we'll be together. When life is the way we want, you'll be by my side, kissing me awake in the morning, holding me close at night. We'll be able to share the details of our days and take time to think of the future- a future spread like a red carpet rolled out just for us. Someday we'll be together, hand in hand, and this time apart will be nothing but a memory, the time ahead of us, a gift made more beautiful by the wait. Someday we'll be together for always.[/i] |
| sometimes technology sucks!!! |
| 06.06.04 (9:45 pm) [edit] |
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I have spent the majority of the weekend fighting with my computer. This morning I lost! It crashed... :evil: :evil: Well all I can say is fuckity fuck!! :evil: I had to do a system recovery and of course replace every freaking thing on my pc. Great way to spend the day huh? Anyways if you were wondering why I hadn't left any comments over the weekend, it's not because I didn't want to...my stupid puter wouldn't let me!! :evil: |
| personality! |
| 06.04.04 (3:07 pm) [edit] |
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| ordinary day! |
| 06.03.04 (9:12 pm) [edit] |
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Had this song stuck in my head all day....thought I'd stick it in yours! Ordinary Day Vanessa Carlton Just a day, Just an ordinary day. Just tryin to get by. Just a boy, Just an ordinary boy. But he was looking to the sky. And as he asked if i would come along I started to realize- That everyday you find Just what he's looking for, Like a shooting star he shines. He said take my hand, Live while you can Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words Although they did not feel For I felt what I had not felt before You'd swear those words could heal. And as I looked up into those eyes His vision borrows mine. And to know he's no stranger, For I feel I've held him for all of time. And he said take my hand, Live while you can Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand In the palm of your hand. Please come with me, See what I see. Touch the stars for time will not flee. Time will not flee. And you'll see Oh Just a dream, just an ordinary dream. As I wake in bed And the boy, that ordinary boy. Or was it all in my head? Did he ask if I would come along It all seemed so real. But as i looked to the door, I saw that boy standing there with a deal. And he said take my hand, Live while you can, Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand In the palm of your hand, oh, In the palm of your hand. Just a day, just an ordinary day Just tryin to get by. Just a boy, Just an ordinary boy. But he was looking to the sky. 8) 8) 8) |
| The BIG 1000 |
| 06.03.04 (9:09 am) [edit] |
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Holy crap..my blog has been viewed 1,016 times. I guess people really are reading this shit I write. Thanks guys. :D |
| Yearning |
| 06.02.04 (9:00 pm) [edit] |
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[i]He dreams of A soft kiss placed upon her lips a distant lullaby to his tired soul How he yearns for what he cannot reach How he wishes he could stroke her hair and see her smile up at him in her sensual way. He sighs as he touches her face on the photo, knowing that that she too, dreams and yearns for a soft kiss.[/i] klm 6/2/04 |
| happy morning |
| 06.02.04 (3:45 pm) [edit] |
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It's so nice when you can start the day off with someone you care about. I woke up this morning and came down to check my email as is my morning routine. My mailbox had letters from all my favorite people. As I am reading along I get an IM from my dear Swamy. What a delightful way to spend the morning! Swamy really made my day when he decided to call me up and say hello! :D Thanks for being such a geat friend! It just made the rest of the day seem to go so much better. I didn't mind the boring meeting or the trip to the grocery store quite so much. So hey guys...if you are thinking about one of your friends, pick up the phone or email them. You just might make their day! |
| Why God Created Children |
| 06.01.04 (9:01 am) [edit] |
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WHY GOD CREATED CHILDREN (AND IN THE PROCESS GRANDCHILDREN) To those of us who have children in our lives, whether they are our own, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, or students...here is something to make you chuckle. Whenever your children are out of control, you can take comfort from the thought that even God's omnipotence did not extend to His own children After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve. And the first thing he said was "DON'T!" "Don't what?" Adam replied. "Don't eat the forbidden fruit." God said. "Forbidden fruit? We have forbidden fruit? Hey Eve..we have forbidden fruit!!!!!" "No Way!" "Yes way!" "Do NOT eat the fruit!" said God. "Why" "Because I am your Father and I said so!" God replied, wondering why He hadn't stopped creation after making the elephants. A few minutes later, God saw His children having an apple break and He was ticked! "Didn't I tell you not to eat the fruit?" God asked. "Uh huh," Adam replied. "Then why did you?" said the Father. "I don't know," said Eve. "She started it!" Adam said "Did not!" "Did too!" "DID NOT!" Having had it with the two of them, God's punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own. Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed. BUT THERE IS REASSURANCE IN THE STORY! If you have persistently and lovingly tried to give children wisdom and they haven't taken it, don't be hard on yourself. If God had trouble raising children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you? THINGS TO THINK ABOUT! 1. You spend the first two years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next sixteen telling them to sit down and shut up. 2. Grandchildren are God's reward for not killing your own children. 3. Mothers of teens now know why some animals eat their young. 4. Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said. 5. The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than your own. 6. We childproofed our homes, but they are still getting in. ADVICE FOR THE DAY: Be nice to your kids. They will choose your nursing home one day. AND FINALLY: IF YOU HAVE A LOT OF TENSION AND YOU GET A HEADACHE, DO WHAT IT SAYS ON THE ASPIRIN BOTTLE: "TAKE TWO ASPIRIN" AND "KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN"!!!!! |