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| Thoughts of You |
| 07.31.04 (10:12 pm) [edit] |
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I close my eyes and thoughts of you consume me. I see you walking with the desert sun glistening on your hair. I see you sleeping like an angel your dark lashes upon your cheek. I see your smile... Hear the music that is your laughter. I breathe in deeply and I can feel your presence Always embracing me. [i]Bahebek sweet prince...[/i] |
| No More Nomar |
| 07.31.04 (2:46 pm) [edit] |
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Arizona held onto Randy Johnson Saturday, but Boston decided to say adios to Nomar Garciaparra. The shortstop is headed to the Cubs as part of a four-team deal – Chicago sent Alex Gonzalez to the Expos, Montreal sent Orlando Cabrera to Boston, Minnesota sent Doug Mientkiewicz to the Red Sox and the Twins received minor leaguers. Has Boston lost their fucking mind??? :evil: :evil: [i]So hard to be a Redsox fan....[/i] |
| tbloggers are sooooo nosey!!! |
| 07.30.04 (7:49 am) [edit] |
| You know my fellow tbloggers, you guys are so nosey!! LOL!! :twisted: I must have gotten a million tmails from folks wanting to know about my "blog dream"...Sheesh! Well if you happened to read thru the comments you would have seen who it was. :? For the less industrious of you who chose to just whine and tmail me I will give you a hint..he's in my links :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: |
| bloggin at the library |
| 07.29.04 (6:13 am) [edit] |
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It is strange to be blogging in a public place..hard to think with the sound of 20 other peoples fingers pounding away at the keys, not to mention knowing you have a time limit! aarrgh the pressure! Well I will be back in the comfort of my own room tomorrow! YAY! See ya kids! :P :P |
| blog dreams... |
| 07.28.04 (6:52 am) [edit] |
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Must have been something I drank...or the bright new colors on a blog who shall remain nameles..LOL...but I had the weirdest dream about a certain tblogger last night..sheesh...gotta say tho you are cute in my dreams! Great kisser and a nice lil butt too :twisted: ...hmm maybe someday he'll ride past my house LMAO [i]I think I spend way too much time on here don't you???[/i] |
| aaargh |
| 07.28.04 (6:45 am) [edit] |
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I never realized how addicted I was to my home computer until I am being forced to do with out it for the better part of a week. Why you ask? Because of my decision to change phone companies...*sigh* This should be as easy as two phone calls one would think. But NOOOOOOOOOOOO it has to turn into a week long ordeal with a freakin lapse in service leaving me with a cell phone and the library to for internet service right now. MEH! MEH! Why must everything be such a pain in my ass...and why can't Manolo shoes ever be on sale?? :roll: |
| kleptobloggin!! |
| 07.26.04 (10:19 pm) [edit] |
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[i]In the spirit of kleptobloginess I must give credit where it is due....I was visiting Shespecies blog and had great fun reading hers so I decided to do my own. She credits TigerLilly and Rinna for hers...also must must thank Riverrat338 for coining the term kleptoblogging :lol: That said let's do it![/i] 1. Shampoo: TIGI Bed Head 2. Bags: Coach some vintage thing I got... 3. Tshirt: GAP 4. Shoes: My old trusty Birkinstocks 5. Socks: wtf? people still wear those? 6. Toothpaste: Crest Rejuvenating 7. Computer: Sony Vaio 8. Wallet: Coach and Espirit 9. Pencil Case: the thing in my day planner 10: Pens: A silver cross and what ever I swipe... 11. Watch: a vintage swatch and a slim white gold cartier 12. Magazines: Vogue, Vanity Fair, ESPN, Sports Illustrated 13. Chocolate: DUH...(Godiva RULES!) 14.chips: don't really care for them [[b]In the Morning I AM[/b]] Downing 4 cups of Earl Grey tean, eating a muffin and reading ur blogs! [[b]All I Need Is[/b]] My desert Prince..haha..those cute Minnolo pumps with the tiny t-strap *sigh*....and that awsome Tadashi black dress... [[b]I Am Afraid Of[/b]] Spiders, Snakes, Clowns, Flying and PTA meetings. [[b]I Dream About[/b]] My desert Prince :P...owning a house...hot monkey sex...not really in that order always! [[b]current Mood[/b]] Ambivilent... [[b]Current Clothes[/b]] White Gap tshirt..501 jeans with a hole in the butt [[b]Current Music[/b]] Usher, Confessions [[b]Current Book[/b]] Qua'ran [[b]CD's Currently In Player[/b]] Usher:Confessions, Jonny Lang: Lie TO Me, Santana: Supernatural, Outkast:Speakerboxx [i][b]LAST PERSON[/b][/i]... [[b]you hugged[/b]] My son [[b]you kissed[/b]] arrgh we gotta go there again??? LOL [[b]you talked to[/b]] My friend Luca who lives in Rome! [i][b]YOUR FAVORITE[/b][/i] [[b]drinks[/b]] water..captain morgan and 7up..Bass Pale Ale..Guinness [[b]album[/b]] Elton John: Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy [[b]shoes[/b]] ooooooh my black Evan Picone pumps ~muah~ [[b]animal[/b]] My dog Spike [[b]tv show[/b]] 24 [[b]fruit[/b]] black berries [i][b]ARE YOU[/b][/i].... [b]Understanding[/b]: yes! [b]Insecure[/b]: About a lot of things.. [b]Friendly[/b]: So I am told. [b]Smart: [/b]Ha! Smart ASS maybe... [b]Moody[/b]: LOL you read my blog... [b]Childish[/b]: Sometimes [b]Independent[/b]: usually [b]Hardworking[/b]: Wish I wasn't so much! [b]Healthy[/b]: I eat Milano cookies for lunch..hmmm [b]Emotionally Stable[/b]: I digress...you read my blog :P [b]Difficult[/b]: Ask Sid. [b]Bored Easily[/b]: yes! [b]Responsible[/b]: Overly so. [b]Trusting[/b]: Not so much..especially with boyz.... [b]Patient[/b]: not at all [i][b]WHO DO YOU WANT...[/b][/i] [b]To Kill[/b]: my ex husband [b]Actually see naked[/b]: Oh wow! Usher *grin* And of course here at tblog there is a list that is long and distinguished. It includes names like Cyberpal, Saint, Dahar and theroadie (quit blushing you guys!!!!) [i][b]WHICH IS BETTER..[/b][/i] [b]Coke or Pepsi[/b]: IBC Black Cherry Soda :) [b]Pink or Blue[/b]: Blue [b]10 IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY BAG[/b] 1. Burts bees lip balm 2. Cover Girl Lipstick..Classic Red 3. Perlier Honey Creme for Hands 4. Palm Pilot!!! 5. Cell Phone 6. Coach Wallet 7. Tissues 8. bottle of Shalimar 9. extra house key 10. compact with mirror [i]Now you know waaay more about me than you ever cared to :shock: [/i] |
| moody moody |
| 07.26.04 (2:15 pm) [edit] |
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My mood today? [i]Just fuck it!!![/i] So I offer you these words by his Royal Purple Badness 8) Dearly beloved .. we are gathered here today to get through this thing called LIFE. electric word "life", it means forever and that's a mighty long time but I'm here to tell you there's something else .. the afterworld a world of never ending happiness you can always see the sun, day or night. so when u call up that shrink in Beverly Hills -- you know the one .. dr. everything'll be alright. `stead of asking him how much of you're time is left ask him how much of you're mind, baby `cause in this life things are much harder than in the afterworld in this life you're on your own ! and if the elevator tries to bring u down go crazy .. punch a higher floor ! If you don't like the world you're living in take a look around you, at least you got friends. I called my old lady for a friendly word she just picked up the phone .. dropped it on the floor "ssss ahh, sss ahh !" is all I heard. I'm not gonna let the elevator bring us down oh no, let's go .. let's go crazy ! let's get nuts let's look for the purple banana `til they put us in the truck let's go ! all excited, don't know why maybe it's `cause we're all gonna die and when we do, what's it all for? better live now, before the grim reaper comes knocking on your door tell me baby .. are we gonna let the elevator bring us down? dr. everything'll be alright .. make everything go wrong. pills and thrills and daffodils will kill hang tough children .. he's coming .. he's coming .. he's coming ! [i]And for all of you nosey tblog friends of mine who keep asking what happened with my friend....We srewed eachers brains out...I put him on the airplane and it is no longer a relevant issue. Nuff said. [/i]:twisted: |
| small |
| 07.26.04 (5:46 am) [edit] |
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In the overall scheme of the universe I am feeling quite small today. I feel tiny and alone...my friends are scattered over different continents...and the man who stolen my heart is a world away. No amount of tears will ever bridge the gap in my heart that I am feeling today. :cry: |
| messages |
| 07.25.04 (6:59 pm) [edit] |
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As I was watching Lance Armstrong cross the finish line winning for the sixth time, this song began playing on the radio. I think the cosmos istrying to tell me something.... Meant To Live Fumbling his confidence And wondering why the world has passed him by Hoping that he’s bent for more than arguments And failed attempts to fly, fly We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Somewhere we live inside We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Dreaming about Providence And whether mice or men have second tries Maybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half open Maybe we’re bent and broken, broken We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Somewhere we live inside We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside We want more than this world’s got to offer We want more than this world’s got to offer We want more than the wars of our fathers And everything inside screams for second life yeah We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live We were meant to live -Switchfoot |
| crossing lines |
| 07.23.04 (1:16 am) [edit] |
| A dear friend of mine has been in town visiting for the past week. Its been great to see him...its been about 5 yrs since he's been in the country. We've known each other since college. He has always been kind of like a big brother to me. Always there to lend a big shoulder to cry on when I needed one. Tonite was no excetion to the rule. I was really upset about a situation and we had talked for hours and as usual it ends with me sobbing in his lap...only this time it got a bit wierd. He suddenly just takes my face in his hands and and gives me this really long kiss after which we both jumped back about 10 feet. After some really awkward silence he apologized profusely and we walked back to the car and drove back to my house in dead silence. I'm not sure which one of us was more shocked by his actions! And now what? There is this really awkward "thing" hanging between us. He is here for another 2 days...hope we can iron this out. :roll: |
| Last days |
| 07.22.04 (3:11 pm) [edit] |
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I got into a group discussion today about what we would do with our day if it was our last day on earth. Hmmm. I pondered this for a few moments. My first thought was get drunk and get laid really good! But thinking more I think I would want to do a bit more than that. I know I would definately want to spend time with all of my friends that I love so dearly...and see the sites I haven't seen yet (like sunset in Bali!!). What would you do??? :wink: |
| Spoken |
| 07.22.04 (9:54 am) [edit] |
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Floating, Flying on a magical carpet, woven of just four words.. You Love me too |
| what about "bob" |
| 07.21.04 (8:18 am) [edit] |
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[i]This is for Cyberpal![/i] Back in the day I gave a shot at internet dating. I had one very good experience...several so-so ones and then there was "BOB". He seemed normal enough when we chatted online so phone numbers were exchanged and we made the calls. He seemed genuinely interested in gettng to know me and spent hours talking to me. I took this to be a good sign. So, after several weeks of talking I agree to meet him for dinner at 55 on the Boulevard. Dinner reservations were for 7PM. I arrived right on time only to find he hadn't arrived yet. They went ahead and seated me at 7:15 and at 7:30 in he comes..cell phone to ear making life miserable for some colleague. No apology for being late...and wtf? He isn't 6'2! More like 5'10!!! Did he think I might not notice? I'm noticing the too polished suit and tie..the expensive shoes that scream "I am all about how I look"...he launches into the order for dinner without even asking me what I'd like.. conversation: [i]Him:my car...jag..blah blah.. Him:my house..blah balh Him:my golf clubs..blah blah blah Him:going to Rio next month..be a good girl I might take u..blah blah blah yada yada ME: ............[/i] Meanwhile he is staring down my cleavage and trying to rub my leg with his $600 shoe. I am so not diggin this scene. I excused myself to the ladies room ...went to my car and drove home. Wonder if he really noticed I left? :twisted: |
| carlos S. |
| 07.20.04 (8:56 pm) [edit] |
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Happy Birthday Carlos Santana! Still rockin ur ass off at 57!! 8) |
| Tired of Speaking Sweetly |
| 07.17.04 (10:04 pm) [edit] |
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This is a work by poet Sufi Hafiz. The sufis often speak of God (Allah) as The Beloved. Enjoy. TIRED OF SPEAKING SWEETLY Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, Break all our teacup talk of God. If you had the courage and Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights, He would just drag you around the room By your hair, Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world That bring you no joy. Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly And wants to rip to shreds All your erroneous notions of truth That make you fight within yourself, dear one, And with others, Causing the world to weep On too many fine days. God wants to manhandle us, Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself And practice His dropkick. The Beloved sometimes wants To do us a great favor: Hold us upside down And shake all the nonsense out. But when we hear He is in such a "playful drunken mood" Most everyone I know Quickly packs their bags and hightails it Out of town. ~ Hafiz ~ |
| Weddings...MEH! |
| 07.16.04 (9:17 pm) [edit] |
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Well today was the day my friend Nidra married her true love...and I being the dutiful friend was doomed to wear the pink dress that made me look like a fucking cupcake! Why is it that the bride feels compelled to choose the most hideous thing on the rack! Picture a strapless fluffy pink ball gown (Cinderella style) and you get the picture. Now I love Nidra dearly, but must I wear something that makes my already large ass look even WIDER?? :evil: Pleeeeze! We did all the girly stuff today...mani's and pedi's and got our hair done. My hair was larger than its ever been in my life!! :roll: When that queen got out his teezing comb I knew I was in for it! MEH! 12 hrs later my hair still hasn't moved. Made it down the aisle without falling off the shoes but Nidra's horny cousin looked down my dress all the way down the aisle...bastard pinched my ass just as we started walking. I wanted to bash him with my bouquet :twisted: But I maintained my lady like composer until the reception when he did it again at which point I threaten to tie his balls in a knot. What is it with foriegn men? Sheesh! The reception was a wild and crazy time! OPEN BAR! Ty Nidra :lol: I quit counting tequilas somewhere around 5..LOL! I figured it was time to come home when Nidra's relatives were starting to look "not so bad".... So, another friend married..another fugly bridesmaid dress to add to the collection! *Cheers to Nidra and Hasson* Weddings..MEH! |
| the things we do for love |
| 07.15.04 (6:30 am) [edit] |
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Was just pondering over some of the stupid things in my life I have done in the name of LOVE! What's the stupidest thing you ever did for love? :roll: [i]Me? haha too many to count but leaving the job with the Opera company and moving across the country to a military base ranks right up there....[/i] :wink: |
| Elusive... |
| 07.15.04 (6:24 am) [edit] |
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It seems that happiness has always been a bit elusive for me...rather like chasing a butterfly with your eyes closed. I get close, feel its wings brush me, but it flys away before I capture it. On those brief occaisions that it lands in my palm I am terrified to move for fear I will crush it. I should be estastic these days but find I am rather melancholy. The joy has quickly been replaced by waiting for the other shoe to drop. Why must happiness always feel like a double edged sword? :? |
| thought for the day |
| 07.12.04 (2:12 pm) [edit] |
| [i]Life is the leading cause of death....[/i] |
| The Economy of Mercy |
| 07.11.04 (10:37 pm) [edit] |
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There's just two ways to lose yourself in this life And neither way is safe In my dreams I see visions of the future But today we have today And where will I find You? Where will I find You? In the economy of mercy I am a poor and begging man In the currency of grace Is where my song begins In the colors of Your goodness In the scars that mark Your skin In the currency of grace Is where my song begins These carbon shells These fragile dusty frames House canvases of souls We are bruised and broken masterpieces But we did not paint ourselves And where will I find You? Where was I when the world was made? Where was I? I'm lost with You here Yes, I'm lost with You near I'm lost with You here You knew my name when the world was made -Switchfoot |
| The day you were born |
| 07.09.04 (2:12 pm) [edit] |
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Hey! Let's play with some basic Numerology. Your birth date describes who we are, what we are good at and what our inborn abilities are. It also points to what we have to learn and the challenges we are facing. To figure out your Birth Number, add all the numbers in the birth date together, like in the example, until there is only one digit. A Birth Number does not prevent you from being anything you want to be, it will just color your choice differently and give you a little insight. Example: March 20, 1950 3 + 20 + 1950 = 1973 1 + 9 + 7 + 3 = 20 2 + 0 = 2 2 is the Birth Number to read for the birth date in the example. #1 THE ORIGINATOR #2 THE PEACEMAKER #3 THE LIFE OF THE PARTY #4 THE CONSERVATIVE #5 THE NONCONFORMIST #6 THE ROMANTIC #7 THE INTELLECTUAL #8 THE BIG SHOT #9 THE PERFORMER 1 - THE ORIGINATOR 1's are originals. Coming up with new ideas and executing them is natural. Having things their own way is another trait that gets them as being stubborn and arrogant. 1's are extremely honest and do well to learn some diplomacy skills. They like to take the initiative and are often leaders or bosses, as they like to be the best. Being self employed is definitely helpful for them. Lesson to learn: Others' ideas might be just as good or better and to stay open minded. Famous 1's: Tom Hanks, Robert Redford, Hulk Hogan, Carol Burnett, Wynona Judd, Nancy Reagan, Raquel Welch. 2 - THE PEACEMAKER 2's are the born diplomats. They are aware of others' needs and moods and often think of others before themselves. Naturally analytical and very intuitive they don't like to be alone. Friendship and companionship is very important and can lead them to be successful in life, but on the other hand they'd rather be alone than in an uncomfortable relationship. Being naturally shy they should learn to boost their self-esteem and express themselves freely and seize the moment and not put things off. Famous 2's: President Bill Clinton, Madonna, Whoopi Goldberg, Thomas Edison, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart 3 - THE LIFE OF THE PARTY 3's are idealists. They are very creative, social, charming, romantic, and easy going. They start many things, but don't always see them through. They like others to be happy and go to great lengths to achieve it. They are very popular and idealistic. They should learn to see the world from a more realistic point of view. Famous 3's: Alan Alda, Ann Landers, Bill Cosby, Melanie Griffith, Salvador Dali, Jodi Foster 4 - THE CONSERVATIVE 4's are sensible and traditional. They like order and routine. They only act when they fully understand what they are expected to do. They like getting their hands dirty and working hard. They are attracted to the outdoors and feel an affinity with nature. They are prepared to wait and can be stubborn and persistent. They should learn to be more flexible and to be nice to themselves. Famous 4's: Neil Diamond, Margaret Thatcher, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Tina Turner, Paul Hogan, Oprah Winfrey 5 - THE NONCONFORMIST 5's are the explorers. Their natural curiosity, risk taking, and enthusiasm often land them in hot water. They need diversity, and don't like to be stuck in a rut. The whole world is their school and they see a learning possibility in every situation. The questions never stop. They are well advised to look before they take action and make sure they have all the facts before jumping to conclusions Famous 5's: Abraham Lincoln, Charlotte Bronte, Jessica Walter, Vincent Van Gogh, Bette Midler, Helen Keller and Mark Hamil. 6 - THE ROMANTIC 6's are idealistic and need to feel useful to be happy. A strong family connection is important to them. Their actions influence their decisions. They have a strong urge to take care of others and to help. They are very loyal and make great teachers. They like art or music. They make loyal friends who take the friendship seriously. 6's should learn to differentiate between what they can change and what they cannot. Famous 6's: Albert Einstein, Jane Seymour, John Denver, Meryl Streep, Christopher Columbus, Goldie Hawn 7 - THE INTELLECTUAL 7's are the searchers. Always probing for hidden information, they find it difficult to accept things at face value. Emotions don't sway their decisions. Questioning everything in life, they don't like to be questioned themselves. They're never off to a fast start, and their motto is slow and steady wins the race. They come across as philosophers and being very knowledgeable, and sometimes as loners. They are technically inclined and make great researchers uncovering information. They like secrets. They live in their own world and should learn what is acceptable and what not in the world at large. Famous 7's: William Shakespeare, Lucille Ball, Joan Baez, Princess Diana 8 - THE BIG SHOT 8's are the problem solvers. They are professional, blunt and to the point, have good judgment and are decisive. They have grand plans and like to live the good life. They take charge of people. They view people objectively. They let you know in no uncertain terms that they are the boss. They should learn to exude their decisions on their own needs rather than on what others want. Famous 8's: Edgar Cayce, Barbra Streisand, George Harrison, Jane Fonda, Pablo Picasso, Aretha Franklin, Nostrodamus 9 - THE PERFORMER 9's are natural entertainers. They are very caring and generous, giving away their last dollar to help. With their charm, they have no problem making friends and nobody is a stranger to them. They have so many different personalities that people around them have a hard time understanding them. They are like chameleons, ever changing and lending in. They have tremendous luck, but also can suffer from extremes and mood. To be successful, they need to build a loving foundation Famous 9's: Gone missing, sorry! So which are you???? 8) |
| drinking the stars |
| 07.08.04 (8:11 am) [edit] |
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When the monk Dom Perignon discovered that he hadn't erred, but had "invented" what we now know as Champagne, he turned to his colleagues and said: "Brothers! Come quick! I am drinking the stars!" *cheers* brother Dom! |
| all grown up |
| 07.08.04 (6:36 am) [edit] |
| My new fridge was delivered yesterday morning. Here it stands in my kitchen a shining, white testament to adulthood...funny how purchasing a major appliance can suddenly make you feel all grown up! :wink: |
| "This Guy" |
| 07.07.04 (10:24 pm) [edit] |
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There is a special guy in my life that shall be referred to henceforth as "this guy". He doesn't want to be blogged about, but tough shit! "This guy" has turned my life upside down. He's put light into the darkness and filled my nights with his laughter. He has a heart as big as the moon and makes me feel like there isn't anything he wouldn't do for me. So, "this guy" if you're reading this, know that I love having you in my life and you are much loved! 8) |
| For Sidd |
| 07.07.04 (9:18 pm) [edit] |
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When you hurt I feel it too. I want to fly to your side and hug you tight. Your pain is my pain, your joys are my joys. Kindred souls.. bound in friendship. |
| BULL! |
| 07.07.04 (1:07 am) [edit] |
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Today marks the beginning of that testosterone fest known to many as the running of the bulls... The fiesta de San Fermin in Pamplona, Spain, held for a week each July since 1591, honors St. Fermin, the city’s first bishop. A curious mixture of religious fervor, around the clock drinking and carousing, and expert bullfighting, each day’s festivities start at 8:00 a. m. with the encierro, the running of the bulls through the narrow barricaded streets of the city. Here locals and tourists prove their courage by running ahead of the 1,400-lb. bulls. Serious injuries, even fatalities, are common, yet the party rages on unabated. Ernest Hemingway popularized the festival--and the notion of "grace under pressure"--in his 1926 novel, “The Sun Also Rises.” I find this disturbing :roll: :roll: |
| new stuff... |
| 07.07.04 (12:31 am) [edit] |
| Mucho gracias and ~muah~ to jaybaby for the new header on my blog...cool huh? |
| What defines you? |
| 07.06.04 (11:46 pm) [edit] |
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What defines you as a person? Is it your spiritual beliefs or your upbringing? Is it your profession? Your relationships? Or is it how you choose to live each day and love those around you? What mark do you want to leave on this world? [i]I choose to be remembered not for how much I was loved, but for how much I loved others.[/i] Talk to me.... |
| Feelin Small... |
| 07.06.04 (4:45 pm) [edit] |
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I have been feeling really small in the grand scheme of things lately. But nothing can make you feel smaller than going for a job interview. Geez I hate the sitting in the lobby...looking at the other candidates while you size each other up...thinking you should have worn the suit instead of the skirt and blouse...Upon meeting the potential employer I am having a silent panic attack, thinking I am in over my head here!! The interview goes on for 35 painful minutes ending with the cursory "we will make our choice within the next week or so". I leave feeling really inadequate...and very small. :oops: |
| who'da thought??? | |||||
| 07.06.04 (4:37 pm) [edit] | |||||
Blogging Degree From Go-Quiz.com [i]ripped off courtesy of shark99[/i] |
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| power of a pinky |
| 07.05.04 (10:03 am) [edit] |
| I have been recently made aware that I have a habit of chewing on my pinky when I am resting my head on my hand. I was completely unaware of this until Amine in his frustration begged me to quit doing this while we were talking on webcam. LOL apparently this was having some effect on him :twisted: Who would have ever thought there was such power in a pinky?? |
| MAGIC |
| 07.04.04 (10:17 pm) [edit] |
| Every July 4th for a brief 45 minutes I witness pure magic. The skies are filled with vivid hues of blue , red, green and gold. The people of our small town congregate all along Henry St. early in the evening, bringing their coolers and blankets. There is laughter everywhere as children run with sparklers anticipating what is yet to come. When darkness at last arrives the anticipation is palpable. The first burst of color fills the sky and and a hush falls over the area...everyone is looking to the sky. The fireworks begin and for 45 minutes nobody has problems or cares. We are all transformed into children looking at the skies in wonderment and joy. We are part of the magic. |
| miracle diet |
| 07.04.04 (5:50 am) [edit] |
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My friend Jen sent this to me today and I laughed my ass off!! :P THE TODDLER MIRACLE DIET Americans are always on the lookout for a new diet. The trouble with most diets is that you don't get enough to eat (the starvation diet), or you don't get enough variation (the liquid diet) or you go broke (the all-meat diet). Consequently, people tend to cheat on their diets, or quit after 3 days, or go right back to stuffing their faces after it is all over. Is there nothing you can do but give up and tell your friends you have a gland problem? Well, now there's the new Toddler Miracle Diet! Over the years you may have noticed, as I have, that most two-year-olds are trim. It came to me one day over a glass of water and a carrot that perhaps their diet is the reason. After consultation with pediatricians, X-ray technicians, and distraught Moms, I was able to formulate this new diet. It is inexpensive, offering great variety and sufficient quantity. Before embarking on this diet, however, be sure to check with your doctor -- otherwise, you might have to see him afterward. Good luck! DAY ONE Breakfast: One scrambled egg, one piece of toast with grape jelly. Eat 2 bites of egg, using your fingers; dump the rest on the floor. Take 1 bite of toast, then smear the jelly over your face and clothes. Lunch: Four crayons (any color), a handful of potato chips, and a glass of milk (3 sips only, then spill the rest). Dinner: A dry stick, two pennies and a nickel, 4 sips of flat Pepsi. Bedtime snack: Toast a piece of bread and toss it on the kitchen floor. DAY TWO Breakfast: Pick up stale toast from kitchen floor and eat it. Drink half bottle of vanilla extract or one vial of vegetable dye. Lunch: Half a tube of "Pulsating Pink" lipstick and a handful of Purina Dog Chow (any flavor). One ice cube, if desired. Afternoon Snack: Lick an all-day sucker until sticky, take outside, drop in dirt. Retrieve and continue slurping until it is clean again. Then bring inside and drop on the rug. Dinner: A rock or an uncooked bean, which should be thrust up your left nostril. Pour grape Kool-Aid over mashed potatoes; eat with a spoon. DAY THREE Breakfast: Two pancakes with plenty of syrup, eat one with fingers, rub in hair. Glass of milk; drink half, stuff other pancake in glass. After breakfast, pick up yesterday's sucker from rug, lick off fuzz, and put it on the cushion of your best chair. Lunch: Three matches, peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Spit several bites onto the floor. Pour glass of milk on table and slurp up. Dinner: Dish of ice cream, handful of potato chips, some red punch. FINAL DAY Breakfast: A quarter-tube of toothpaste (any flavor), bit of soap, an olive. Pour a glass of milk over bowl of Cornflakes, add a half cup of sugar. Once cereal is soggy, drink milk and feed cereal to dog. Lunch: Eat crumbs off kitchen floor and dining room carpet. Find that sucker and finish eating it. Dinner: A glass of spaghetti and chocolate milk. Leave meatball on plate. Stick of mascara for dessert. |
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| 07.02.04 (4:34 pm) [edit] |
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Hey I got this from chicalookate who got it from cyberpal! It was fun so I decided to do it myself 8) Act your age? Rarely! Born on what day of the week? Wedneday's Child Chore you hate? cleaning the john..ugh Dad's name? Daniel Essential make-up item? Eye-liner and Kiehl's lip balm Favorite actor? John Malkovich Gold or siver? silver Hometown? Lewis Center, Ohio Instruments you play? Piano, trumpet and french horn Job title? Grant writer Kids? daughter (14 1/2) son (13) Living arrangements? 3 bdrm condo Mom's name? Carlene Need? LMAO...not going there :twisted: Overnight hospital stays? Too many! Phobias? Clowns Quote you like? "If you are going to ride my ass would you at least pull my hair while you are doing it?" Religious affiliation? buddhist Siblings? one younger brother Time you wake up? usually 9 ish Unique talent you have? uuuuummm.... :twisted: Veggie you refuse to eat? beets :x Worst habit? Watching nascar in my underwear.... X-rays you have had? wrist..head..butt (lol)..knees..foot Yummy food you make? salmon cappacio...beef stroganoff..angel food cake Zodiac sign? Taurus |
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| 07.02.04 (2:32 pm) [edit] |
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Hello everyone...I've been on a bit of a "blog vacation this week. Sorry to keep ya waiting, although I can't imagine anyone on pins and needles waiting to read my blog :roll: Have you ever just thought something over so much that you thought your head would burst? I mean really pounding it out...going over the pros and cons...playing out every imaginable scenario...only to still come to no conclusion? If it weren't a matter of the heart I probably could just let it go. :oops: |