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She must feel soooo good, knowing that her fashion choices helped improve a sector of a foreign country's economy.
Yummy? Krispy Kreme becomes a drink!
Yummier?? Nacho cheese + nude man = drunk & arrested
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Monday, July 19, 2004
Monday, Monday
Well, after an exciting Saturday night of laundry, we visited the lovely local Wal-Mart yesterday.
I hate Wal-Mart.
I hate having to shop at Wal-Mart because its prices are the lowest of any retailer.
I hate the type of people that shop at Wal-Mart--because they remind me of my own rednecked-ness.
I suppose I aspire to the kind of life that I can never have: shopping in upscale retail stores where the workers bend over backwards to fulfill my every demand, and where I don't have to think twice about dropping $400 on a purse.
Good thing there is Coach outlet store in my town.
Yes, nothing is happening today at work. I wish I could just go home early, but I can't. I still have another hour and a half.
I hate Wal-Mart.
I hate having to shop at Wal-Mart because its prices are the lowest of any retailer.
I hate the type of people that shop at Wal-Mart--because they remind me of my own rednecked-ness.
I suppose I aspire to the kind of life that I can never have: shopping in upscale retail stores where the workers bend over backwards to fulfill my every demand, and where I don't have to think twice about dropping $400 on a purse.
Good thing there is Coach outlet store in my town.
Yes, nothing is happening today at work. I wish I could just go home early, but I can't. I still have another hour and a half.
News Items
I wouldn't want to be this guy. Ew! Note that the advertiser links will take you right to some portable toilet websites. Teehee.
As if living in NK was a picnic for this army deserter. I feel sorry for him on the one hand, but then again, he IS a deserter from the army. I hope that the government uses common sense and lets the guy live out the rest of his life. Maybe a dishonorable discharge would be the best choice of action.
So lame. I should have known something was up; otherwise the channel would have gotten sued, most likely.
As if living in NK was a picnic for this army deserter. I feel sorry for him on the one hand, but then again, he IS a deserter from the army. I hope that the government uses common sense and lets the guy live out the rest of his life. Maybe a dishonorable discharge would be the best choice of action.
So lame. I should have known something was up; otherwise the channel would have gotten sued, most likely.
Sunday, July 18, 2004
Good Night
Adieu, mes amis. Ttyl.
Time to shut off this idiot box and get some sleep. I hope that I sleep better tonight than I have for the past few nights.
*sigh*
Time to shut off this idiot box and get some sleep. I hope that I sleep better tonight than I have for the past few nights.
*sigh*
Saturday, July 17, 2004
11:46pm and...
I'm still online. The laundry is almost done; the last load of towels is in the dryer. Wonder how late I'll be staying up???
I should go read. I've been reading "Ariadne's Thread," by Shekinah Mountainwater. It's interesting.
Woo.
I should go read. I've been reading "Ariadne's Thread," by Shekinah Mountainwater. It's interesting.
Woo.
Argh!
Today would have been a good day... if the dog hadn't made a mess... if the kid would have listened to me before pinching her finger in the closet door... if I wasn't spending another Saturday night alone.
But who cares.
We went to a local state park this afternoon, and I really relaxed, watching the ripples roll across the lake as the wind blew gently. It was so quiet. I could have taken a nap. I wanted to get some pictures of it up in the blog, so maybe if I get the pics developed tomorrow, I'll post something here. We'll see. Yes, we don't have a digital camera--yet. I haven't seen the need to get one, as we would end up printing out photos anyway. Just let someone else do that.
Journal Entry
I've been reading too many depressing journal entries lately from other people. I need to find some new writers. Teehee.
I slept sooooooooo poorly last night. I woke up as if I had never slept at all. I almost fell asleep on the couch earlier, in fact, but I have stuff to do--which reminds me, I need to run downstairs and put the laundry in the dryer, and another load in the washer. I'm even washing the sheets.
When I get depressed, I clean.
Sometimes, I do that, anyway. Sometimes, I'd rather just jump out the window. But that is neither here nor there.
Back from laundry detail. I hate washing sheets. However, I will be glad when they are clean. Nothing is better than slipping between freshly laundered sheets. Mmmmm.... sheety.....
For some damn reason, my two popup stoppers are not stopping some popups tonight. I hate popups. Why am I even online right now?
I was supposed to be working on a story I'm trying to write; however, it has been hell. So instead, I'm reinventing my blog this week instead, and I am going to post a journal entry later. See above link. :)
Go me. Some writing is better than no writing, I guess.
But who cares.
We went to a local state park this afternoon, and I really relaxed, watching the ripples roll across the lake as the wind blew gently. It was so quiet. I could have taken a nap. I wanted to get some pictures of it up in the blog, so maybe if I get the pics developed tomorrow, I'll post something here. We'll see. Yes, we don't have a digital camera--yet. I haven't seen the need to get one, as we would end up printing out photos anyway. Just let someone else do that.
Journal Entry
I've been reading too many depressing journal entries lately from other people. I need to find some new writers. Teehee.
I slept sooooooooo poorly last night. I woke up as if I had never slept at all. I almost fell asleep on the couch earlier, in fact, but I have stuff to do--which reminds me, I need to run downstairs and put the laundry in the dryer, and another load in the washer. I'm even washing the sheets.
When I get depressed, I clean.
Sometimes, I do that, anyway. Sometimes, I'd rather just jump out the window. But that is neither here nor there.
Back from laundry detail. I hate washing sheets. However, I will be glad when they are clean. Nothing is better than slipping between freshly laundered sheets. Mmmmm.... sheety.....
For some damn reason, my two popup stoppers are not stopping some popups tonight. I hate popups. Why am I even online right now?
I was supposed to be working on a story I'm trying to write; however, it has been hell. So instead, I'm reinventing my blog this week instead, and I am going to post a journal entry later. See above link. :)
Go me. Some writing is better than no writing, I guess.
Friday, July 16, 2004
Fixing, Part 2
Gah, I added the titles and comments to several years' worth of back posts, but I didn't get through all of them. The early ones, who cares? I decided to make my profile section public, so enjoy. Maybe I'll find a photo to represent myself.
Teehee.
Now to go post my blog link on my journal...
Oh yeah, and get some work done in between, too.
Teehee.
Now to go post my blog link on my journal...
Oh yeah, and get some work done in between, too.
Fixing Up the Template
Wow. Look at all these pretty little formatting thingies in the posting box. Where've you been all my life? And to think, I started out blogging without knowing any html; I had to learn fast, by trial and error. Now, new bloggers truly seem to have push-button capabilities.
*sigh*
Always a day late and a dollar short. C'est la vie.
I miss my old doggie template, but I like the soothing greens of this template. So what if it's generic? So was my old one, but I made it my own by adapting things. The coding in it was much simpler, though. As I adapted this one, it took me awhile to figure out that the whole first part of the document is the stylesheet.
And Times is a much more pleasant font to read than Arial.
*sigh*
Always a day late and a dollar short. C'est la vie.
I miss my old doggie template, but I like the soothing greens of this template. So what if it's generic? So was my old one, but I made it my own by adapting things. The coding in it was much simpler, though. As I adapted this one, it took me awhile to figure out that the whole first part of the document is the stylesheet.
And Times is a much more pleasant font to read than Arial.
Thursday, July 15, 2004
Thankful Thursday
Thankful Thursday: 10 Things I'm Grateful for this Week
1. caring friends
2. special memories that I cannot forget
3. feeling pain, because it means I'm not numb
4. starting my blog up again
5. had a couple surprise days off work
6. writing
7. reading
8. virtual hugs
9. my kid's smile every morning
10. getting up every day, even though I'd rather sleep
Um, yeah, it was hard to find ten things.
1. caring friends
2. special memories that I cannot forget
3. feeling pain, because it means I'm not numb
4. starting my blog up again
5. had a couple surprise days off work
6. writing
7. reading
8. virtual hugs
9. my kid's smile every morning
10. getting up every day, even though I'd rather sleep
Um, yeah, it was hard to find ten things.
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Truth vs. Fiction 1
I cannot make these things up (both titles are my own):
Temple Hair Offerings Become Wigs for Rich Westerners
Internet Guy Changes His Name
Truth really is stranger than fiction. :)
Temple Hair Offerings Become Wigs for Rich Westerners
Internet Guy Changes His Name
Truth really is stranger than fiction. :)
Monday, December 01, 2003
Monday, November 03, 2003
Tarot Reading
Tarot Reading for 10/31/03:
Past: The Three of Cups, reversed
Present: The Nine of Cups
Future: The Seven of Pentacles
Past: Overindulgence.
Present: Satisfaction. A wish fulfilled.
Future: The beginning of great love and contentment.
Message for the Weekend:
As we find balance in our lives, our dreams and desires become attainable. Many of us are about to enter into a time of great happiness and fulfillment. New love relationships hold great promise.
Reading for 11/03/03:
Past: The Magician, reversed
Present: The Two of Swords
Future: The Eight of Pentacles
Past: Weak will.
Present: Indecision.
Future: Skill in material affairs.
Message for Monday:
Our own lack of determination is the only thing holding us back. We are skilled and talented, now all we need is a little motivation! We are advised to make a firm choice and stick to it.
(Both readings from Dawn Stevens)
It shall come to pass. I have the motivation and the determination to succeed.
Past: The Three of Cups, reversed
Present: The Nine of Cups
Future: The Seven of Pentacles
Past: Overindulgence.
Present: Satisfaction. A wish fulfilled.
Future: The beginning of great love and contentment.
Message for the Weekend:
As we find balance in our lives, our dreams and desires become attainable. Many of us are about to enter into a time of great happiness and fulfillment. New love relationships hold great promise.
Reading for 11/03/03:
Past: The Magician, reversed
Present: The Two of Swords
Future: The Eight of Pentacles
Past: Weak will.
Present: Indecision.
Future: Skill in material affairs.
Message for Monday:
Our own lack of determination is the only thing holding us back. We are skilled and talented, now all we need is a little motivation! We are advised to make a firm choice and stick to it.
(Both readings from Dawn Stevens)
It shall come to pass. I have the motivation and the determination to succeed.
Abandoned???
LOL Yeah, I guess I've partly abandoned this site. But I still return from time to time. :)
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
Goddess Quiz
One of the best known Celtic goddesses is Aine, Goddess of fertility, who is exceedingly friendly to men and worshipped for her powers of bestowing fertility, abundance and prosperity. She is said to have mated with several humans, having created a magical fairy/human race. Aine once stole an Irish Earl's cloak while he swam in a river, and would not return it to him until he agreed to marry him. You like guys, and love having them around. You love the high life, and have the tendency to judge a book by its cover.
What Celtic Goddess are You? (With pictures)
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What Celtic Goddess are You? (With pictures)
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Friday, October 03, 2003
Friday Five
Friday Five
1. What vehicle do you drive? maroon 92 Mustang
2. How long have you had it? since 1994
3. What is the coolest feature on your vehicle? I love the comfortable seats.
4. What is the most annoying thing about your vehicle? It's getting old and the mileage is high.
5. If money were no object, what vehicle would you be driving right now? a GTO, of course.
1. What vehicle do you drive? maroon 92 Mustang
2. How long have you had it? since 1994
3. What is the coolest feature on your vehicle? I love the comfortable seats.
4. What is the most annoying thing about your vehicle? It's getting old and the mileage is high.
5. If money were no object, what vehicle would you be driving right now? a GTO, of course.
Thursday, October 02, 2003
Starting Again
Oh, and if you want to read my latest journal entry, go here.
Contact me via the guestbook, or make a comment! I got rid of my email links. Too much spam.
I really hope to post more often in here.
Contact me via the guestbook, or make a comment! I got rid of my email links. Too much spam.
I really hope to post more often in here.
Anniversary
Two years of (not)posting in this blog. Time has flown.
Lots of thinking, not much doing.
Do you ever feel like you just settled, because at the time there was nothing better? Do you ever contemplate what could have been or what might be? Have you ever met someone who seems to be truly your other half? Have you ever met someone who desires you and feels passionate about you? Have you ever ached so bad to be touched that you could die from the want of it?
I'm wondering these very things.
I cannot live my life wishing for something. I have to decide what I want and achieve it, no matter what the cost. I have to be true to myself. I cannot continue to lie to myself. I am content with the choices I made, but being content doesn't mean I'm truly happy.
Happiness is relative, I guess. It is awesome to be desired--that much I do know. We all desire to be desired. Is it possible to find love the way love is found in books? I thought not, but now I think perhaps it is possible.
Then again, maybe I'm just deluding myself.
Lots of thinking, not much doing.
Do you ever feel like you just settled, because at the time there was nothing better? Do you ever contemplate what could have been or what might be? Have you ever met someone who seems to be truly your other half? Have you ever met someone who desires you and feels passionate about you? Have you ever ached so bad to be touched that you could die from the want of it?
I'm wondering these very things.
I cannot live my life wishing for something. I have to decide what I want and achieve it, no matter what the cost. I have to be true to myself. I cannot continue to lie to myself. I am content with the choices I made, but being content doesn't mean I'm truly happy.
Happiness is relative, I guess. It is awesome to be desired--that much I do know. We all desire to be desired. Is it possible to find love the way love is found in books? I thought not, but now I think perhaps it is possible.
Then again, maybe I'm just deluding myself.
Sunday, June 08, 2003
Just another Wannabe
I've been away so long. I am a whiner and a wannabe. ugh.
Ok, enough self pity!
I'm so sick of the ranting and raving in the press. I feel like I've been lied to. I know I've been lied to, and I feel helpless to do anything to change the world. Like Rodney King said, "Why can't we all just get along?"
People are still reading this blog, and for that I thank you, even though I have been away for awhile. I do update frequently at my online journal, she utters not a sound, so you can always catch up with me there.
As far as my ongoing writing struggle: ugh. I guess I don't want it bad enough. How hard that was to admit! I just feel so uncreative. As a reader said, just sit down and do it. Write 'til there's nothing left--at least for that day. That is wonderful advice. I will practice doing that this week.
I have let other obsessions overtake me. I am interested in learning Welsh, doing altered books, stamping, reading voraciously... a neverending struggle to get my butt in chair. But as I said before, maybe, secretly, I don't want it bad enough.
BUT THAT'S A LIE!!!!!! My Monkey Mind says that. I do want it bad enough. A writer writes. I've been writing a lot in my paper journal. If the only writing I do is for myself, I will be happy with that.
Ok, enough self pity!
I'm so sick of the ranting and raving in the press. I feel like I've been lied to. I know I've been lied to, and I feel helpless to do anything to change the world. Like Rodney King said, "Why can't we all just get along?"
People are still reading this blog, and for that I thank you, even though I have been away for awhile. I do update frequently at my online journal, she utters not a sound, so you can always catch up with me there.
As far as my ongoing writing struggle: ugh. I guess I don't want it bad enough. How hard that was to admit! I just feel so uncreative. As a reader said, just sit down and do it. Write 'til there's nothing left--at least for that day. That is wonderful advice. I will practice doing that this week.
I have let other obsessions overtake me. I am interested in learning Welsh, doing altered books, stamping, reading voraciously... a neverending struggle to get my butt in chair. But as I said before, maybe, secretly, I don't want it bad enough.
BUT THAT'S A LIE!!!!!! My Monkey Mind says that. I do want it bad enough. A writer writes. I've been writing a lot in my paper journal. If the only writing I do is for myself, I will be happy with that.
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