*Yawn* I think that the world is against me today, or it's pointing it's finger at me and laughing. I think these last 3 months I"ve been tested enough and maybe a nice little break would be good. I'm just going to cross my fingers and hope that today goes well.
First day of work People, and I couldn't sleep last night . I was...
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pixie_geek:
My thoughts....? HOT!!
and also yes it does look a tad like you
and also yes it does look a tad like you
llcooln872:
I have nothing but nice thoughts about this.
Pacman trashe's supermarket
I just wanted to share this !!!!! it's some great stuff I hope you enjoy it !!
Computer games dont affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, wed all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive music." Kristian Wilson, 1989
I just wanted to share this !!!!! it's some great stuff I hope you enjoy it !!
Computer games dont affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, wed all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive music." Kristian Wilson, 1989
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paddywhack:
hahaha pac man awesome!
razzle_dazzle:
There trying there best to understand it. I get it's all really confusing to them, cos its confusing to me. I just know I can't really be at my best at the moment. And I just try my best to explain how I feel to them.
It's early... and I've drank to much coffee all ready. I"m twitching like a crack whore in heat. It's not going to be as nice as it was yesterday, about 20 degrees cooler and plus rain. Which is fine with me because I burnt my flesh like I was a chicken grilling on a grill.
I plan on just laying in bed all day, watch...
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the_captain:
1. I've never broken any bones.
2. I've never had a cavity.
3. My dad died in a logging accident when I was sixteen.
4. I'm an alcoholic.
5. I am way more irresponsible than I was when I was sixteen.
Wow that was kinda sad. Sorry.
2. I've never had a cavity.
3. My dad died in a logging accident when I was sixteen.
4. I'm an alcoholic.
5. I am way more irresponsible than I was when I was sixteen.
Wow that was kinda sad. Sorry.
pawko4b:
*gets on one knee and presents a box* Will you do me the honor and privilige of sharing your life love and friendship and make my life and yours our life together and be my wife my own and only love? Ok there we have 9. Give it some time think on it 
. I didn't get any sun yesterday but had fun. I'd come over to your house and have a fun day. Hey worked sat(and yet I was at the bar around 11 
). Ok some fun facts.
1) big kid at heart(yet I hate my serious side he's really anal)(also I like 80s toys the best transformers)
2) DC over marvel hey it's just the way I roll (superman is awesome)
3) I love the outdoors and I can get lost when I go walking just because I wander off (also i like my camping outdoor toys too)
4) I like having 2 tvs in my room for watching multiple shows at once.
5) sometimes I like to feel in control of what can be so things dont get all mad and when they do it's stresses me out but I have learned to relax
6) I love playing in the kitchen and having kitchen toys
7) I'd love to try and brew my own beer yet I hate the taste of most beer (again controlling what I can and experimenting in the kitchen)
I shall end at lucky number 7 for you. So yeah get back to me on the big question and when you want to hang out at ya place. It can be an epic party (depending on the size of your place and the authorities and neighbors)
. I didn't get any sun yesterday but had fun. I'd come over to your house and have a fun day. Hey worked sat(and yet I was at the bar around 11 ). Ok some fun facts.
1) big kid at heart(yet I hate my serious side he's really anal)(also I like 80s toys the best transformers)
2) DC over marvel hey it's just the way I roll (superman is awesome)
3) I love the outdoors and I can get lost when I go walking just because I wander off (also i like my camping outdoor toys too)
4) I like having 2 tvs in my room for watching multiple shows at once.
5) sometimes I like to feel in control of what can be so things dont get all mad and when they do it's stresses me out but I have learned to relax
6) I love playing in the kitchen and having kitchen toys
7) I'd love to try and brew my own beer yet I hate the taste of most beer (again controlling what I can and experimenting in the kitchen)
I shall end at lucky number 7 for you. So yeah get back to me on the big question and when you want to hang out at ya place. It can be an epic party (depending on the size of your place and the authorities and neighbors)
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weston:
Sorry to hear about the family friend 
I still haven't gotten around to watching Night Watch. Although, I did watch Day Watch the other day (Which is apparently loosely based on the last two-thirds of the first book and not the sequel). I thought it was ok...There were a lot of cool visuals, but I didn't like the changes made to the story
It wasn't too bad though.
I still haven't gotten around to watching Night Watch. Although, I did watch Day Watch the other day (Which is apparently loosely based on the last two-thirds of the first book and not the sequel). I thought it was ok...There were a lot of cool visuals, but I didn't like the changes made to the story
It wasn't too bad though.
bugbarbeque:
Sappho's a decent writer, although I've sometimes felt left out of her writing, just by dint of it's subject material, and don't feel that bad about her expulsion from history, she has given her name to a word defining a significant minority of the world population, you can count on one hand the number of individuals with that distinction. Also she was from the island of Lesbos, and that's got to be worth at least a smile.
If you're feeling in a particularly lovesick/melancholy mood then I can recommend some indian poetry, particularly Black Marigolds, which was my introduction through John Steinbeck. It's bloody long though.
Black Marigolds
The last verse...
Even now
I know that I have savoured the hot taste of life
Lifting green cups and gold at the great feast.
Just for a small and a forgotten time
I have had full in my eyes from off my girl
The whitest pouring of eternal light.
The heavy knife. As to a gala day.
On a lighter note, I love the drunken blog, and that you were so far gone that the weirdest thing you could think of to do with a third arm was eat a sandwich while typing.
If you're feeling in a particularly lovesick/melancholy mood then I can recommend some indian poetry, particularly Black Marigolds, which was my introduction through John Steinbeck. It's bloody long though.
Black Marigolds
The last verse...
Even now
I know that I have savoured the hot taste of life
Lifting green cups and gold at the great feast.
Just for a small and a forgotten time
I have had full in my eyes from off my girl
The whitest pouring of eternal light.
The heavy knife. As to a gala day.
On a lighter note, I love the drunken blog, and that you were so far gone that the weirdest thing you could think of to do with a third arm was eat a sandwich while typing.
Good morning everyone ha ha I'm back and fuckin drunk like you wouldn't belive.....
anyways, im going to write about something or other. it reallyu doesnt matter to me whjere i start because everythings coming at me faster then lightning and i love it! ilately I've been very somber, very controlled in what i write... or not. anyways, lets get this shin digger out of...
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anyways, im going to write about something or other. it reallyu doesnt matter to me whjere i start because everythings coming at me faster then lightning and i love it! ilately I've been very somber, very controlled in what i write... or not. anyways, lets get this shin digger out of...
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toothpickmoe:
I used to do tons of it. I find it to be very therapeutic. And it can be entertaining for others too.
toothpickmoe:
One person's silliness is another's treasure.
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fasterinfall:
i say ga daymn
johnahlberg:
I'm thinking chocolate chip with little nugat pieces inside. Always wonderful.
And I love the shirt skirt stockings combo. Very nice.
And I love the shirt skirt stockings combo. Very nice.
This is going to be a little one
I got a job I start on Monday !!!!!!!
HEre's some Youtube and random crap online that everyone should have watch it will keep you amused for a bit
things you need to watch
This one put your name in and see what pops up
Your name
mine say's I like to use American flags as toilet...
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I got a job I start on Monday !!!!!!!
HEre's some Youtube and random crap online that everyone should have watch it will keep you amused for a bit
things you need to watch
This one put your name in and see what pops up
Your name
mine say's I like to use American flags as toilet...
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kurotenmei:
Fishnets and a bin bag?! Pics please!
And, yeah: have about twelve for me... make 'em doubles...
And, yeah: have about twelve for me... make 'em doubles...
twolve66:
Silly girl. I put my name in and got the same thing as you.
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isabrokensoul:
welcome.
escottie:
It was surprisingly difficult to make a determination--there are nearly no clear pictures of your boobage without hands on them. The laying down ones don't count, 'cause you can't really tell the shape.
At least I have a positive attitude about my destructive habits.
I got my arm twisted in funny little shapes and I'm going out, Nobody wants to go but I'm going by myself. Maybe I'll meet some new People...lol
My best friend Kara might be out but she's waiting for a boy.. ( rolls eyes) lame!!!!!
goats have rectangle eyes, did you know that?
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I got my arm twisted in funny little shapes and I'm going out, Nobody wants to go but I'm going by myself. Maybe I'll meet some new People...lol
My best friend Kara might be out but she's waiting for a boy.. ( rolls eyes) lame!!!!!
goats have rectangle eyes, did you know that?
I...
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isabrokensoul:
That is a sweet passage. Here is one to wrap your head around. Its rather deep and to most they can't understand its meaning. They just read the words and those words go from one end of their brain to the other end and those words escape into thin air. Don't get me wrong I am no poet and I didn't write this passage, but it was a gift to me from a good friend. I hope you enjoy it as I did, I am aware that you will take from this a different meaning then the meaning I took from this passage. Thank you for your passage. I hope you had a great time out drinking.
(The Invitation) It does not interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It does not matter to me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It does not interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the moon, "YES!" It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn't interest me where or what or whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you like the company you keep in the empty moments
(The Invitation) It does not interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It does not matter to me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It does not interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the moon, "YES!" It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn't interest me where or what or whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you like the company you keep in the empty moments
razzle_dazzle:
Thank you for the link. I'm also suffering from depressing caused by my anxiety attacks. I hope you get better soon. Thank God for sleeping tablets!
My night's going/went fine... I'm not sure when you mean since we live in entirely different time zones and I'm totally unwilling to make the effort to work out what time it was when you posted my blog... 'cause I'm horrifically lazy...