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there. I commented.

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....ice cream.....


I'm sure I said this already, but thanks for my sparkly lady.

Ha ha I feel you on all the cleaning. I have managed to get just enough done so that if people break in they won't think I'm a slob. And that's about all I'm gonna get to. When I come home this mountain of laundry is gonna eat me whole...it will probably be saying "Feed me, Persephoenix, feed me..." I should name it Audrey 3.

Hooray for being done with the schools for now and being a senior! You are teh roxzor

I want a kitty napping on my lap. For now i settle for ICHC.

I love smell memories (the good ones anyway)...Cut lumber is one of mine but for a very different reason...it brings back to me drama builds after school and my quarters in set construction practicum. I really loved using those power tools so the smell of wood was empowering.
Sadly there was a horrible smell memory from those times...they cut certain paints with animal proteins and so all the paints smelled like rotted decaying animals, and I often found myself reeking of it for days.
But I like to think about that lumber smell. I'm concentrating on it right now and I can actually pull it up. The smell of sawdust mixed with the hot metal of the radial arm saw.
GOOD TIMES!

big huge huggins to you! Hope maybe you'll be able to make it out Charlotte. If I didn't have to go to my mom's I would so have carpooled...

Next time Gadget, next time!!!

Love!

Maple View ice cream!

mmmm ice cream

Sex dreams are the best. I went through a phase where I had them all the time, and I mean "to completion"...I sure miss those days.
Thanks for the info about your dad. I think the main reason the doc gave my mom for not doing the surgery was because he didn't want to do the surgery more than once...meaning that her "new" knee would probably wear out in her lifetime and she'd need another one. My mom doesn't really want the surgery, because her mother had it and went through very painful physical therapy afterwards, but for awhile she was in so much pain that she would have tried anything. The doctor shot some kind of gel into her knee to lubricate the joints, and that helped, but it wears off. So I'm glad that juice w/ glucosamine in it is helping her. She can actually walk now...before she was just kind of shuffling without bending her legs.

Our sense of smell has a huge emotional recall associated with it. Fresh cut grass always reminds me of summer.

Thank you sweet one.

I think You ROCK TOO!!!

kisses
to you and yours,
KRISS

thankyou for all the cleaning, love.

**sigh** I guess your lap will have to do for now, but when Dad gets home, I'm outta here!

Well, I'm still here playing on SG rather than cleaning. Maybe I should try to eat something now.

Congrats big time on finishing the semester out. And just remember, that C was hard won and, sure, maybe it's not a B, but you got through this semester. YAY!!!!! I'm so proud of you.

Where and when?

**cough cough**

I spend a bit of time laying in the aviary with the birds. Well, I was laying, they were freaking out. Anywho, now my allergies are kicking my stupid ass again. Bleh.

**clap clap clap**

Very well said, my dear. It's a hard thing to be strong and determined and to maintain that. Of course, if you slip, you have a huge group that loves you to death and will be there to help you through.

Hello!!

It's really hard to NOT be affected by society's ideal of beauty, when people look at magazines and go, "She's so hot/beautiful," knowing that same woman in real life is a size 0, with ribs sticking out, but the photography makes her look sexy and voluptuous. And then they'll see a picture of a more normal-weight beautiful woman, maybe a size 8 or 10, and say, "Ew, she's fat and needs to lose weight." It's really hard to hear that knowing that the "fat" woman is actually skinnier than you, maybe skinnier than you'll ever be, but through the distortion of photography and/or TV cameras, she looks big.
The lean supermodel is still the ideal...and we KNOW they are genetic freaks or anorexic...and we also know they aren't intended by the fashion world to be the standard, they're just intended to be clotheshangers...but when the size 0's are celebrities, and seem to get the most attractive men, that makes them the standard of beauty.
I've never been one to go along with the social ideal of beauty, for either men or women. The people I find attractive are usually not within that ideal. But it still affects me. I see all these images, and it makes me want to starve myself until I'm 50 lbs thinner. I hate feeling that, but I do feel it...until I tell myself I'm being a fucking moron.
Now, I'd rather just be in the best shape that I can be, with the resources I have. I used to work out a lot more, and I wasn't thin, but I was strong and toned, and physically I felt great. Exercise does make you feel better. Forget diets. Something like 80% of people regain their lost weight after one year. The rest regain it too, just later on. You just can't stick to a deprivation diet for the rest of your life...and your body won't let you. Eating healthy is great, but I think focusing on exercise is the key. You may not lose as much weight, but you'll be healthy, and you'll feel good.

OMG marry me!
ps...thanks for the sparkly lady

Hey darling...I actually wrote about the very topic of changing beauty standards in my latest journal...which is about 5 years long give or take a month. But it's in there. So I won't get into it here.
Curvy ladies are the sexiest. In my mind. Not in the mainstream. But meh, what does the mainstream have going for it besides numbers of sheep?

Oh darlin, I so played the "i'm not so and so's ideal." the guy I dated for 2 and half years (whose breakup influenced and partially inspired the move out here) and he would quite often let me know how far off his ideal i was. He said this was "helping me out" but really he was just a condescending prick.
But LFO doesn't get mean about it, does he? He better not. Or he's got an asskicking coming at him. But I'm sure he doesn't...he doesn't seem the type.

Ideals are bullshit. I mean I suppose it's good to have standards (at least on emotional and values concerns) but yeah, we aren't meant to hold up to ideals. No one does. Even models think they're too fat. Even the skinniest among them does. So many are desperate for big boobs, others would love to cut theirs off. It's natural to worry, but worry is just as useful as chewing bubble gum to solve a math problem (and yes, I think that's a paraphrase from "everyone's free to wear sunscreen" but it's TRUE).

I'm glad you're done with the struggling...there will be bad days, but you can get through them. I'm doing the same thing myself right now. LOL. We so are soulmates.

Well if you can get out here (aka get the gas money, which I know is steep) I can cover you at the bar. If that helps. Or maybe I should just come out and visit YOU. I'm usually out chapel hill way every friday for therapy and auntie time.

Hope your sleep troubles are clearing up (she says at almost 3am )

The great thing about friend requests is you can always say no

Fight the power!
Okay it's bedtime for one rambling princess...

Much lovins and hot smooches sexy mama

PS...sorry I just HAD TO...cause it's true

How about a steakhouse...just kidding!

I don't know. You have a fave choice that you, oh girl who's been cloistered and repressed by school work, have a place that you've been hankering for?

Either way's good for me. I'm feeling fine. I just assumed you'd want to go out since you've been shut in so long, but we can definitely do this at my casa.

Thanks! And yes, the trip is after the last final. Eek! Can't wait!

sorry, teacher girl; I hafsta piss you off again: SGnews: MySpace Ed' Major Denied Degree