tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59166492011-04-21T16:41:57.409-05:00I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe it's both, maybe both happening at the same time.Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.comBlogger2181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-48694006609965848402007-08-27T03:03:00.000-05:002007-08-27T03:04:12.614-05:00

I cannot stop myself from searching ebay for such treasures as "vintage sweater dress", "fringed boots" and "80s ski jacket". I won't even tell you my top secret find because you might score it out from under me. I shudder to think what is next.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-19090711275998143992007-07-26T18:49:00.000-05:002007-07-26T18:52:33.404-05:00

Check it out. I love being a bzzagent! Ask me about it!

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-2090792236988651882007-05-10T01:28:00.000-05:002007-05-10T01:36:16.658-05:00

oops i did it againi cut off all my hairoh my what a sinpeople ask how could you darei tell themi really don't carei was pulling a britneybefore she was anywhere(ok that last part sucked. ok all of it sucked. i haven't written in far too long, much less any poetry.)Quite simply, I got a haircut. It's way short again. I did not however buzz it (this time).

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-30108810912739654772007-05-02T02:36:00.000-05:002007-05-02T02:42:14.682-05:00

when you don't know what you're doing. Wow, it really has been a long time since I've put anything up here. But it seems like only a moment. I've been hanging around over on my myspace the rare times I've been online all this time. But, I finally have a new computer (2 actually, a notebook finally!) so I'll be back to wasting entirely too much time on the intarwebnet. If anyone actually

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1134534192771739332005-12-04T22:22:00.000-06:002005-12-13T22:23:12.780-06:00

The other day I was giving someone my cell phone number. As I said the numbers, I knew they weren't right, but I couldn't figure out why. I kept repeating the number in my head for an hour or so afterwards trying to see why it was so familiar, yet wasn't right. I finally figured out that I had given them Dear John's old phone number. I haven't thought about him in a long time, deliberately.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1132889361262273632005-11-24T21:28:00.000-06:002005-11-24T21:29:21.273-06:00

Happy Turkey Day, y'all.

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I've been really bad about updating over here. I've been doing more posting over at my livejournal. I also uploaded a bunch of photos to my flickr.

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Okay, people. Let's get something straight. It's "gardening SHEARS". As in a gardening tool similar to scissors used to SHEAR things. SHEAR as in to remove by cutting or clipping. IT IS NOT "gardening SHEERS". Unless perchance they are the nylons you wear while gardening, or the curtains you employ when gardening. If you are referring to the implement used to cut grass or hedges it is

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You know something that REALLY chaps my ass? When you're talking to someone, and they don't even have the fucking common courtesy to look at you or at least say hmmm, yeah, or anything to acknowledge that yeah, I hear ya. And then they just walk off. Total stranger.. fine, fuck you, you rude asshole. But your mom? She does that to me ALL the fucking time, and it's really making me bat shit

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So tired. Another washing machine down. Another tire down. I must hard on things or something. Do not buy these or you will regret it. I ate every one of them. Ebay is evil and causes more of my money to go down the drain. On things such as this, this, and this. Ok, now go here.

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Ok, I didn't want to have to do it, but I am going to have to. Not that I get a lot of comments or anything, yanno, but I've had to enable the thingy where you have to type in a word to prove you're human to make a comment as I am really tired of deleting freakin' spam.

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bwhahahahaha janet ain't got nothin' on this dude

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Busy. Tired. Here. Go look at pictures. 

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my headit knowsthe reason they leftit wasn't mebut my heartit won't listen.my head tells my hearti am good enoughsmart, pretty, funnyenough.i treated them right.only thing i did wrongwas expect too muchof them.men.i like them bigand bad.the bigger they arethe harder i falland the more i hurt.masochistic i suppose.those little guysthey never had a chanceand the only thingthey did wrongwas expect

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You'd think having to spend $500 to get an internet connection faster than 24.6 that they'd get it hooked up quicker'n two weeks. But, no. So... finally! I'm baaack! I have been busier than a one-armed paper hanger lately trying to get this money pit habitable. Yes, still. Yesterday... the washer caught on fire. That was fun. The floor underneath it and the dryer needs to be replaced so

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Yes, I live. I haven't had access to the net for a little over a month now. I got the phone line installed for dial-up, but as the connection would only ever be 28.8 I haven't gone and got an account yet. In a few weeks, I'm going to go get wireless broadband. I would have got it sooner, but it's $400 to get the equipment. Gotta love the country. I do really, but it is harder and more

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1117247700578336032005-05-27T21:33:00.000-05:002005-05-27T21:35:00.583-05:00

but I've been walking around for gawd knows how long with my shoes on the wrong feet.

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So, yeah, once again I'm being reminded to never say never. You'd think I'd have learned by now. What's that song? Some fools never learn... Anyway. I'm moving back to Graham. More on that later.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1116460115378335072005-05-18T18:46:00.000-05:002005-05-18T18:48:35.383-05:00

miz jett's been laid up by a low-flying tractor and is hopped up on pain meds and she's giving stuff away! enter to win!

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Bronchitis sucks. It sucks the life right out of me. I have a million things to say, and the energy to say only that.

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If you'll look over there to the left you'll see it. I'll be using my camera phone to update my moblog at least once a day. Who knows what I'll see that will end up there.

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I will meet youIn some placeWhere the light lends itselfTo soft reposeI will let you undress meBut I warn youI have thorns like any roseYou could hurt mewith your bare handsYou could hurt meUsing the sharp end of what you sayBut I'm lost to you nowAnd there's no amount of reasonThat could save meSo break meTake meJust let me feel your arms againBreak meI'll let you make meJust let me feel your

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This weather SUCKS! The first of May and I'm having to turn the HEAT on?? Normally by this time of the year we are already having to turn the A/C on. What is up with this crazy weather? Everyone else is all happy about it, they love the cold, blah blah. I say STFU people. I hate cold weather, it makes me hurt. And in case you can't tell that makes me a little bit bitchy. I'm finally over

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I just thought I was going to get away without being sick this spring. That's what I get for thinking. I had a big allergy flare-up over a week ago and it is still hanging strong. Headache, chest hurts, coughing, sneezing, eyes burn, I've blown my nose so much it and my top lip are raw. Oohhh, and let's not forget the fever blister. GRRRRRAnyways, needless to say I haven't accomplished much.

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Today I painted my kitchen the most luscious shade of aqua. Very retro. Yay for oops! paint from Home Depot!! 5 dollar makeover! I didn't do the 4th wall that ties into the hall as I ran out of paint, but that's cool because I was inspired to paint it a different color and take it down the hall so it all comes together nicely. I am hoping to find a great lime/apple green on the oops rack. If not,

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I close my eyesyour image is burned insidethe feel of your handsimprinted on my bodyyour voicememorized by my earsI whisper “I love you”to fly out the windowbe picked up on the breezeand be carriedover the treetops and roofsand find your earTake heedremembermy heartstill belongs to youthen, now, alwaysdon’t let it waste away(the first is here)

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1110494548751770022005-03-10T16:42:00.000-06:002005-03-10T16:42:28.750-06:00

mmm... supper 

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Raising kids up to be decent people is hard work. Especially when you're doing it on your own. Even harder is a single mom raising a boy up in a house full of females. Oh, sure, he has his "Dad" (and I use the term loosely) on the occasional weekend. I think it's important for kids, but most especially boys, to have a good male role model. I'm not a man, I can't teach him how to be a man. A

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1109972174392176442005-03-04T15:34:00.000-06:002005-03-09T00:04:32.816-06:00

You know that thing you do, when we're doing that thing we do? The one where I'm looking up at you, you're looking down at me and then you kiss my foot? Yeah. Every time you do that, I fall a little more in love with you. (And get a whole lot more turned on.)

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1109912115027122082005-03-03T22:32:00.000-06:002005-03-03T22:55:15.030-06:00

I was thinkin about something today that I often dredge up and ... wallow on? I don't know how to explain it. Feeling sorry for myself I guess. I'm 33 years old and I've never been on a proper date. You know the kind. Boy asks girl out to dinner and a movie. Girl accepts. Boy picks girl up from house. They go to a nice restaurant and the theater. If things go well, they have coffee after

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1109553799165859872005-02-27T19:20:00.000-06:002005-02-27T19:23:19.166-06:00

Warning: whining and really bad allegory ahead.I’ve fallen in a hole. It’s not the first time. It won’t be the last. But I’m finding it harder and harder to pick myself up, brush myself off and climb my way out of the hole. Right now, I think I’ll just lay here for a while. Will I get buried under the inevitable stuff that will fall in the hole after me? Maybe. I’m just too tired of it

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1109399844033045722005-02-26T00:37:00.000-06:002005-02-26T00:43:39.630-06:00

MUST.HAVE.THIS. 

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1108880121200929382005-02-20T00:13:00.000-06:002005-02-20T00:15:21.200-06:00

We're out of ketchup. I have to have ketchup and mustard to eat my corny dogs. I didn't realize this fact until after I had already cooked them. Alas, I made a happy discovery. Ranch dressing and mustard is really good.

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I thought this was kind of cool.Choose a band/artist and answer ONLY IN SONG TITLES by that bandartist/band: The BossAre you male or female: Give The Girl A KissDescribe yourself: Secret GardenHow do some people feel about you: My Best Was Never Good EnoughHow do you feel about yourself: Tougher Than The RestDescribe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: Nothing ManDescribe your current girlfriend/

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Not a red rose or a satin heart.I give you an onion.It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.It promises lightlike the careful undressing of love.Here.It will blind you with tearslike a lover.It will make your reflectiona wobbling photo of grief.I am trying to be truthful.Not a cute card or a kissogram.I give you an onion.Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,possessive and faithfulas we are,for as

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Three Names You Go By: Cristina, Nina, Nina Faye Three Screennames You Have: harleydrmz, wednesdayschild1971, torquejunkie4life Three Things You Like About Yourself: I'm smart, funny and resourseful Three Things You Dislike About Yourself: my physical limitations, my ass and my hair Three Parts of Your Heritage: English, Scottish, German Three Things That Scare You: dying alone, my house

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1107580650128127092005-02-04T23:12:00.000-06:002005-02-04T23:17:30.130-06:00

I just saw one of the funniest things ever. Because he linked it so much better, go here to see what I'm talkin bout.

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I have to admit, I love Brit pop. I've loved Duran Duran since the first time I ever heard them way back when. On the heels of hearing about their sad news, former bass guitarist Wes Wehmiller dying at the age of 33, I heard their newest U.S. single released What Happens Tomorrow. I freely admit to being hugely pessimistic, cynical and yes, bitter at times. But today as I was sitting in the

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I saw this at Such a Pretty Face and like her, I liked the idea of getting recommendations. So please recommend to me: 1. A movie 2. A book 3. A musical artist, song or album AND Ask me three questions, anything you want to know. I, of course, reserve the right to ignore any questions I don't really want to answer. AND Copy and paste this into your blog, if you have one.

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Today was fun. I got to sit through a 2 hour divorce and parenting class. And I get to sit through another one next week. Now, I've been divorced for almost 7 years now, I think we've got it figured out by now. But, the State of Texas feels differently and it's mandated that anyone who has any kind of divorce or child custody case that comes through the court system is required to attend them

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She was an American girl Raised on promises She couldn't help thinking that there was a little more to life Somewhere else After all it was a great big world With lots of places to run to And if she had to die tryin' She had one little promise she was gonna keep Oh yeah, all right Take it easy baby Make it last all night She was an American girl It was kind of cold that night She stood alone on

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I swear if I don't get out of this house for a while I am going to go stark raving mad. Oh wait, too late. I miss doing "adult" things. Going to pubs, going out to eat with friends, concerts. Hell, I miss just having someone to hang out with. Ah well.

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My futon finally bit the dust today. It rests in pieces now, one side of the seat sadly lying on the floor. I guess it's gonna be floor seating around here as I can't afford to buy a new anything right now. Poor futon. Though I despised you, you shall be missed.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1106885112511438432005-01-27T22:05:00.000-06:002005-01-27T22:05:12.513-06:00

Today I spent 5 hours in the ER. No. There wasn't an emergency. Maddy has strep throat again. Second time in as many months. Why were we at the ER for such a minor thing? Well, that would be because of the 3 minor care clinics in this town one (her until today new regular doc) decided that he wasn't going to see any more walk-ins today ten minutes before we got there after we had already

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1106873731313359022005-01-27T18:49:00.000-06:002005-01-27T18:55:31.313-06:00

Today my son and I were leaving United after grocery shopping, and he found a folded up slip of paper laying in the parking lot. He hollered "It's a love note!" and picked it up. This is what it said - (Steak on garlic) Tomatoes Bread & reg bread Bacon Sour cream hair spray coffee coke The other side said - instant lunch (soup isle) Cheddar cheese fire starter Nutrigrain Degree He said "It's

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Last night I dreamed that you told me to come and see you. You were up high on a mountain in like Mexico or somewhere with lots of jungle. You gave me directions, but they weren't very good and I kept getting lost and having to backtrack. I also kept getting caught up in all of these crazy scenes with people and that was holding me up. I drove and I walked and I went in circles and finally,

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1106717034068043622005-01-25T23:21:00.000-06:002005-01-25T23:23:54.066-06:00

Updates at The Library Card Chronicles and Flab to Fab (yes, I use the word update loosely).

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Yeah Yeah Yeah No matter what you did to her, she said, There’s times, she said, she misses you, your face Will pucker in her dream, and times the bed’s Too big. Stray hairs will surface in a place You used to leave your shoes. A certain phrase, Some old song on the radio, a joke You had to be there for, she said, some days It really gets to her; the way you smoked Or held a cup, or her, and how

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1106516580449616132005-01-23T15:40:00.000-06:002005-01-23T15:43:00.450-06:00

No, not Elvis. The retired "King of Late Night TV", Johnny Carson died today. Until his retirement, I watched the show nearly every night. I still love to watch the reruns. Rest in peace, Johnny.

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I guess by now y'all have figured out that I am all moved and have the 'net up and running again. I haven't really posted anything because all it would be is a bunch of bitching about having to move into a crappy house that I can't afford and the carpet having to be replaced and the horrible plumbing and etc. and so on. I've been here almost 3 weeks and it has been seriously hard going getting

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You Are 14 Years Old 14 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are

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Thanks for the mindfuck misery memories.

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Where were we? I forget. Let's start with this week. Short version. Monday - Apt (short for apartment, by no means the word. pardon my lazy punctuation) Office Girl called and said she had spoken with Apt Office Bitch. Bitch said that I could stay here through the end of January as I had nowhere to go. She would take care of all the details. Whew, big sigh of relief, have another month to

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Funny that I'm #2 and #11 in a Yahoo search for "sex under the Christmas tree" and I didn't GET any. Maybe next year. Or I can always drag it out again. (hint hint)

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I need some sleep. You can’t go on like this. I try counting sheep, But there’s one I always miss. Everyone says, "I’m getting down too low" Everyone says, "You just gotta let it go" You just gotta let it go You just gotta let it go I need some sleep time to put the old horse down I’m in too deep and the wheels keep spinning round Everyone says, "I’m getting down too low"

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Hope everyone had a good Christmas! So, yeah, haven't updated in a while. I've been kind of tied up. (no, not that kind, couldn't get that lucky) Things have once again gone to hell in a handcart around here. You know how I mentioned I have to move? And had somewhere to move to? Turns out they were full of shit. So, when Dec. 31st gets here and I have to be out of this apt I don't know what the

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From the most demonic regions of the spiritual plane, I have channeled the disembodied spirit of elvis, bringing to you the wisdom and ski hat of the lost city of Cleveland. To usher in the New Age of sidewalks you must heed my words and swoop fanatically. The time is soon when the space pintos of our galactic cousins will return and our collective souped upness will reach critical mass. The

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A - Act your age: 33 B - Breast size: 38 C C - Chore you hate: Mopping D - Dad's name: Johnny E - Essential makeup item: lipgloss F - Favorite singer: hard to pick just one. famous? ryan adams, tom waits, lucinda williams. not famous? john d. G - Gold or silver: silver H - Hometown: Graham, TX I - Instruments you play: does the skin flute count? bwhahaha i'm so mature J - Job title:

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If anyone is feeling Santa-ish, I would like this sweater for Christmas, please. Think pink! kthx! Shiny stuff is always welcome, too. Oh! and these.

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The flowers she buys at the grocery spray from a jam jar, though we can afford crystal now. When in April, twenty years ago, on a campus sidewalk, stopped by a glance of sunlight on a bell tower, she exclaimed, "How like this is to Canterbury" — but pronounced it canta-bree — I, Georgia cracker, frustrated Anglo-, Italo-, Francophile, was stunned, struck down by love, like Dante by Beatrice, by

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oops 

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So, what have I been doing lately other than leaving comments on other people's blogs about gravy? Well, let's see... running a temp for 3 weeks (or is it 4? I'm confused a lot, too.) walking like I am 93 (or Lurch) (Seriously. I have to get a cane. But hey, it can double as a weapon to be used on rude louts!) listening to my 3 year old sing "rain, rain, go to Spain" constantly (it's been

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And it's raining. I have fine reading and Cherry Vanilla DP. Doesn't get much better than that. Well, a warm body to snuggle up with would be better. But (especially as I've told the entire freaking internet I have oral herpes) I don't see that happening. I'll take what I can get.

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I've had a lifelong problem with fever blister, cold sores, whatever you want to call them... basically oral herpes. A friend of mine and I were visiting the other day and she had some cracks at the sides of her mouth brought on by stress. My outbreaks were always caused by stress, illness, severe pain or a temperature. This lead to me mentioning my problem and the fact that I haven't had an

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If you happen to have a container of sour cream in your fridge that says "best by 09/24/04" and it's 10/24/04 but it still smells good, it is SOUR cream after all... trust that they mean what they say on the "best by" thing and don't take a bite of it to see for yourself.

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So, it's hard to believe I've been doing this for a year. It's hard for me to believe it's BEEN a year. It certainly doesn't seem like it. The older I get, the more I am all "wow, where DID the time go?". It's especially bad because you have all these things you want to get accomplished and you haven't done them yet and the next time you turn around it's been a year since you set out to do those

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You are an enzyme. You are powerful, dark,variable, and can change many things at yourwhim...even when they're not supposed to bechanged. Bad you. You can be dangerous orwonderful; it's your choice. Which Biological Molecule Are You? brought to you by Quizilla Saw this quiz over at Jett's and it took it for kicks. Veddy interesting.

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This is way too cute. It took me a few to get what it was all about, but when I did, I had to laugh.  

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How's this for "hometown" support? bwhahaha

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Mark edged closer to the table. "What does it mean, 'shoot the moon'?" "It means he's gonna go for all the tricks." "The whole kit and kaboodle," Jackson said. "Kind of like getting married," Lonnie explained. "How's that?" Mark asked. "Well, say you find you a woman you just can't get enough of. You want her so bad you can't eat, can't sleep. Now you know this is a woman who's gonna keep your

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Okay, so they're not so hot anymore but I have 11 10 gmail invites, if there is actually someone out yonder who doesn't have one yet. Holler. ninafayeATgmailDOTcom

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You’'re such an emotional cripple that you'’d rather roll along in your wheelchair and run over people and knock them away when they try to walk alongside (even if you've ASKED them to), give you a push or just ride along than get the fuck up out of that wheelchair and conduct your relationships in an even semi-functional fashion. I’'d like to dump your ass out on the floor.

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Told you baby one more time Don't make me sit all alone and cry Well it's over I know it but I can't let go I'm like a fish out of water A cat in a tree - Lucinda Williams

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that I am in the top 3 search finds for barditch? I think not.

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I shall share my current 'do with you as I am too lazy to write actual content. Please excuse the crappy lighting as I am part vampire and well.. like I said, I'm lazy and don't want to get up and turn the lights on.

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I hope the tour comes this way! I also hope the one with Jackson Browne, Bonnie Raitt and the Boss heads this way. But, being that this is the State o' fucking Bush, we'll be lucky if they do. In other concert news, a friend of mine and I are supposed to be going to the Gypsy Tea Room in Dallas the 25th to see The Cramps. woohoo! First time away over night in FOUR years!

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Ok, so vanilla vodka isn't Scottish (or Schootish when one has had a few and is tipsy-typing) but it is pretty darn good when you mix it with Coke. And if one has had 5 or 6 of these concoctions and gets a craving for cookies, Scottish shortbread is awesome and easy to whip up (even at 1 am heh).

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Go to Google. Type in weapons of mass destruction. Click the "I'm feeling lucky" button. Laugh your fucking ass off.

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Pot, kettle. I know you've met. While Dick was in New York tooting G Dub's horn in the face of hundreds of thousands of protesters G Dub "was in West Virginia, accusing Democratic rival Sen. John Kerry of changing his stand on coal industry issues that are vital to the state's economy. 'Be careful of somebody whose position shifts in the wind', he said." I don't know why I am still constantly

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I haven't thought of her in a while as "Gloria" isn't a song I hear often. Just goes to show, if you have a headache for two weeks straight? Get it checked out.

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I'm bored and I'm lazy.I've seen this all over the place but most recently at kalisha's.Your name spelled backwards. anitsircWhere were your parents born? Dad – Olney, Texas; Mom – Graham, TexasWhat is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer? Such Great Heights - Iron and WineWhat’s your favorite restaurant? All the restaurants around here pretty much suck. I'd have to say the one's I

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Who the heck does a search for "gallbladder attack bare feet"? What do the two have to do with one another? And why the heck am I #2 for this interesting combo?

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Via not martha

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30-Second Bunnies Theatre 

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I just discovered this journal today and so far I am hooked. This entry made me say "HAYULL YEAH!" about 50 times.

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This evening at the grocery store, after the teenage carry-out boy put my groceries in the trunk he said to me "Take it easy, ma'am". Ok, first of all... what the hell ever happened to "Thank you, Have a nice day, Come again" and all that polite stuff they are supposed to say?? Second, "Take it easy, ma'am"??? Why throw the polite ma'am on there with the casual "take it easy"?? Ohhh, and C.) What

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Fun meme stuff. I saw this at Joelle's who found it at Stacy's who found it here . The idea is to strike out the stuff that doesn't apply to me. Interesting how many of them do. JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood.(maybe to some but I don't think I am) Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest.

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Supplies: Bowl of warm water with one squirt liquid hand soap, orangewood stick or stick with plastic tipped cuticle pusher, hand towel, emory board, 3 or 4-way buffer, Q-tips, polish remover, base coat (Stickey by Creative or similar), polish of your choice, top coat, UV nail dryer. Soak fingertips in bowl of warm, soapy water for 3 or 4 minutes. Remove from water and using

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What you should be listening to if you aren't already. Michelle Lambert - I'm Fallin' Langhorne Slim - Counting Fireflies Carlos Santana & John Lee Hooker - Chill Out Lucinda Williams - ANYTHING she's done. Fantastic. Loretta Lynn - Portland Oregon (The whole Van Lear Rose album really) Ryan Adams - La Cienega Just Smiled (HOLY SHIT, why am I just discovering this guy?? I am blown away) I

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Ahh.. my eyes. Link via me(ish)

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I am having chicken pot pie for breakfast. "Deluge" I'm watching the pouring rain streaming down, washing away everything in its path. And I'm wishing that I could step outside and wash the memory of you from my mind, your touch from my body. Instead, I am flooded with images of rainy days , bodies twined under the covers. The downpour muffling the sounds of love.

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I CANNOT stop playing this damn thing every time I see the link! Help me! Bwhahahaha

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When the weather turns hot, as it does soon and often here in Texas, I rarely drink hot beverages. My dad has always said that if you are hot you should drink something hot and it will cool you down, and if you are cold drink something cold and it will warm you up. I always thought he was full of it. I mean, he is always coming up with insane, backwoods stuff like that and never once has it been

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I can't quit hitting replay. This is freakin HILARIOUS!!! 

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Which John Cusack Are You?

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words to get lost in. i'm in love. 

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Semper Fucking Fi 

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Oh.My.Gawd. Don't forget to click "read the rest". bwhahahaha  

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