I took a weekend off and stepped away from the computer... and I didn't look back once. I went out on Friday night, with a twenty dollar bill in hand, and didn't make it home until after 6:30 am. Fun times, all right. I went out with a girl whom I like a lot, but unfortunately, only have about a 2 hour tolerance for. I don't know if this is a bad thing, but
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Texas Wahine wrote about the benefits of photos taken from above Link , a trick that my daughter hasn't figured out yet, when doing self-portraits. I have. ;) <img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/
One morning I woke up, looked beside me, and both quickly and quietly as possible, inched away. I searched the floor, found me a trail of clothing and just started putting on clothes while making my way down the longest hallway ever. By the time I made it to the stairs, I was pulling on my socks and I was at the doorway by the time my shoes were on my feet. I
Nothing like listening to classic rock, in a dusty old dive... I spent several hours today in my favorite bar, just drinking coffee and listening to classic rock, loud . I sat down at the platform table (where hundreds of drunk people have sprained their ankles falling down the stairs, all the while never dropping their pints) knowing I was going
peter straub which book? all those years playing Duck Hunt payed off. haha. Just last week, I drove just a block further down an old country road that I use as a short cut, and w
a prescription for beer sounds lovely.......
The end of the world is probably going to go a little like this: One deep breath, a heart-stopping moment, Sudden clarity, thankfulness, minor regret mixed with heady elation. A rush of wind through your hair, like one last breathy whisper, The highest pitch of a scream, that rings forever. Everything poised on edge, So deep yo
Both songs rock: Joan Jett is fantastic, with "Love is a Battlefield" one of the best grrl videos before its time, and "My Life" the best song used as a theme song for Bosom Buddies 1980s, with Tom Hanks and Peter Scolari.
Nothing like a Monday morning, sans kid. Really, the last couple days or so have been hellacious, due to too much togetherness. I'm not the easiest person to get along with, let alone 24/7, and she's a fiery girl. We're lucky we haven't killed one another. Bedtime was 8:00pm, so that hopefully her first day back would not be slumped across h
Oh, and brunettes rule (especially those of us with fuschia and purple streaks!) wow, is your hair getting evah long..... Tex: I like your honesty!
Any normal woman in her mid-thirties would not have this problem, I'm sure. I'm messed up... as messed up as they come, anyway. Instead of using the phone and demanding a rehash, or walking over and at least acknowledging that what I sometimes say at night may well have some bearing during my days, I do nothing. I don't call, I don't even write abou
1 million is a lot of anything.... congrats!
Congrats to you and your family. All the best in 2007, be strong, safe, and happy!
Aside from currently enduring a doozy of a hangover, I feel pretty positive about the New Year. I think I've outgrown my dark days. There was a time when everything seemed life or death, when tears would fall bitterly, and I would burn inside with great rage. I struggled with basic emotions, and would bottle it all up, silent until that in
I took the girls to a social with my sister, watched as they raced around for about an hour, took them to the grandparents, and went out dancing with my sister. I drank far too much, got too emotional about a boy, kissed and made up, and continued to dance some more. While I haven't been throwing up, I feel pretty bad. But I did have a lot of fun.
Ah, Nic, the more I read about you the more I think we are kin to each other in some way. I feel similarly. I don't comment a whole helluva lot, but I read, and I care. Thanks, my friend. which is why my submissions t
Here's a minor fireball on your article, though not directed at you.... Jennifer1, I HATE your smileys! Fuck, are they ever annoying! ha.
Most times when I write, I do it from the hip. I rarely have a preformed idea of what I'm going to write, rather, I let it all out in one great glurp. You know, occasionally, during a random lull in my day, I have an idea of what might be good to write about, but I'm rarely prepared during those times. Those golden gems slip into my consciousness, an
LW: She was pretty pricey, but it was the Boxing Day sales that made the difference. The DVD player was regularly offered at 219.99, we got it for 49.99. It's from one of the best electronics company, and with the features on it, was sure that there was a misprint on the sale label. Tova: Kole's cousin got the same doll and loves it to death, but I'm with my girl on this one... creepy! I've seen Chucky, too. It's funny about your son's preferences, but totally understandable. I obje
I guess something mucky's been going on around here, but I slipped in and posted this, somehow. Although, not much has been going on, just a little home improvement. This morning, I loaded the Jeep up with random items (including my evicted neighbour's outdoor junk, hope she wasn't planning on coming back for it, hahahaha.) and headed for the dump with my
We had 4 separate systems that changed passwords quarterly, each one month after the other. Uppercase, lowercase, 1 numeral, and 1 special character had to be used. If you used the wrong password more than 3 times in the same day, it would have to be reset by an outside IT group. It was awful, but we were allowed to make a choice. But that choice had to fall under certain patterns. You could never reuse the same word, the same number, the same spec
I have trust issues. I pretty much know what I need to make me happy, but if a person gets too close to me, I'll bolt. I can talk about emotional things, but usually, afterwards, I just cut and run. I'm honest about this though, and most friends that I do keep, understand why I go back and forth. I have a lot of friends, but rarely make plans with anyone. I prefer to meet up with people by chance only. I often wonder if my moral
There's an older woman at the bank who has her hair teased into a XXXL helmet. Mygod, I can imagine the destruction she wrecks on the ozone layer every morning. There's a girl who I used to work with who used to paint black eyebrows on her face; thick, pointed, and long. She stopped doing it about a month before I quit, and it took me days to recognize who she actually was with normal eyebrows. I'm sure she thought I had been snubbing her, but I was too embarrassed to admit that I ju
What better way to spend Christmas Eve wrapping presents, drinking beer, and watching Shaun of the Dead? The holidays have been busy, but lazy, too. I got a brand new duvet (" Tyler Durden : Do you know what a duvet is? Narrator : It's a comforter... Tyler Durden : It's a blanket. Just a blanket.") and tested it out this afternoo
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