| 4/30/2004 |
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FROM THE EMAIL
I figured it would be just as easy to write and post it here as it would be to send it out.
1. WHAT TIME DID YOU GO TO BED LAST NIGHT? 9:30AM
2. IF YOU COULD CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOURSELF WHAT WOULD IT BE?
I would like to be in better overall shape.
3. PAPER OR PLASTIC? Plastic
4. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK/MAGAZINE YOU READ? Entertainment Weekly
5. A TV SHOW YOU CAN'T STAND TO WATCH? America's Funniest (Anything) or World's Most (Blankiest) (Blank)
6. WHAT DID YOU EAT FOR LUNCH TODAY? Chili
7. DO YOU LIKE TO BE SURPRISED? Pleasantly.
8. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR TOOTHBRUSH? Blue and green.
9. WHAT BRAND OF DEODORANT DO YOU WEAR? Degree
10.YOUR FAVORITE STORE TO SHOP AT? DUH?! Super Targette!!!
11. WINTER, SPRING, SUMMER OR FALL? "All you have to do is call..." Er... I mean, Summer.
12. FAVORITE DESSERT? It changes from time to time... Right now.. anything cookie dough.
13. WHICH ONE WOULD YOU PREFER - MAID OR PERSONAL CHEF? Maid! I
14. FAVORITE CANDY? Forget this... How about most unusual candy I'll admit I eat... Those semi-soft construnction orange "Circus Peanuts." I love those!!
15. REGULAR OR DECAF? Neither... Tea or Chai please.
16. FAVORITE RESTAURANT? Katie's... Anything Italian... Romeo's...
17. WHAT CHARACTERISTICS DO YOU ADMIRE? Honesty. Humor. Compassion.
18. FAVORITE HOLIDAY? 4th of July. There is something about the summer and the picnics and the fireflies and the fireworks and the freedom to just 'be.'
19. FAVORITE TIME OF DAY? Early evening (4 to 6) on a day when I've been up at a normal 'human' time.
20. FRUIT OR FRUIT SMOOTHIE? Depends on the fruit...
21. HOW MANY RINGS ARE YOU WEARING? None at the moment. Sometimes just one.
22. HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR MEAT PREPARED? Medium Rare.
23. WHAT WAS THE LAST CARD YOU SENT SOMEONE? A just because... friendship card...
24. RADIO STATION IS ON WHERE YOU ARE RIGHT NOW? Yahoo Radio Adult Alternative Channel.
25. WHO DO YOU LEAST EXPECT TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? N/A
26. WHO IS THE PERSON YOU EXPECT TO SEND THIS BACK FIRST? N/A
27. ONION RINGS OR FRENCH FRIES? Fries if they are those crinkle cut ones from Runza.
28. DO YOU LIKE TO PLAY CARDS OR BOARD GAMES? Yes!
29. NAILS POLISHED OR UNPOLISHED? Bitten.
30. DO YOU LIKE NUTS ON YOUR SUNDAES? No.
31. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SODA? Right now I'm in a rotation of Dr. Pepper... Coke... Cherry Coke... With the occasional Live Wire Mt Dew tossed in there. |
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I posted this @ 4/30/2004 09:54:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/29/2004 |
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EAT IT by Weird Al
What level of hunger must a person reach to decide to search through the break room fridge and eat anything that isn't furry or covered in what appears to be fecal matter. While I assure you that both of those qualities that a food might possess would deter rabid weasels, there are people in my office who would trim the fur down or wash of the strange waste in order to get at the succulent vittles beneath.
Someone walked into the room that many of my coworkers share, held up a sandwich in a baggie and asked... "Is this anyone's?" By that statement alone we've deduced that it doesn't belong to the current holder of the sandwich. Perhaps someone left it from a previous shift, and is the only reason that are looking forward to another 8 hour shift is the knowledge that their beloved sandwich is waiting for them.
If you have to question who is the rightful owner of an item of food... Don't eat it. If you have to question the expiration date of an item of food... Don't eat it. If an item does not have your name on it... Don't eat it.
I've often amused myself with the idea of lacing an item with laxatives a la Encyclopedia Brown... in order to determine the culprit.
For now I'll opt for the less commode inspiring option of leaving threatening barbs on my EZ Seal baggie of carrots or crudely wrapped leftover pizza in foil. |
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I posted this @ 4/29/2004 07:12:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/26/2004 |
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UNCONSCIOUS MUTTERINGS
Elastic:: Waistband
Intervention:: Crisis
Risk:: Run the...
Junk food:: Snacks
Arrogance:: Egotistic
Responsibility:: Irresponsibility
X:: Factor
Marshall:: Sheriff
Kill:: Bill
Brother:: Where art thou? |
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I posted this @ 4/26/2004 08:04:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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MONDAY MADNESS
Using the letters in the word 'blogger' describe your blog for us.
B-BEST
L-LEFT
O-OUTSIDE
G-GETTING
G-GOOD
E-ENOUGH
R-REST
Yes... that is how I 'describe' my blog. Because what better place to ramble than sitting outside on a nice day, relaxing. |
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I posted this @ 4/26/2004 08:03:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/21/2004 |
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TUESDAY IFFER
If you worked for a store and you saw another employee steal something, would you tell the manager?
If it was a friend... I would talk to them first about it. Give them a chance to set things right.
If it was someone I didn't like or didn't have any concern about then I would tell the manager. |
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I posted this @ 4/21/2004 08:04:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/20/2004 |
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MONDAY MADNESS
1. If you were limited to 3 things to pack for an overnight trip, what would you pack?
-Clothes... Crest... Coast...
2. What 3 things would you pack in your picnic basket?
- Chicken... Carrots... Cola...
3. What are 3 things you'd rather do than go to work?
-Call a friend... Catch a movie... Cruise around town...
4. Name 1 song.
-Call Me by Blondie
5. Name 1 movie.
-Castaway |
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I posted this @ 4/20/2004 08:05:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/19/2004 |
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UNCONSCIOUS MUTTERINGS
Virginia:: Meet
Soft:: Cell
Carol:: -ina
Vanity:: Bonfire of the
Feminist:: Activitist
Alias:: Jennifer Garner
Coward:: -ly Lion
Beer:: & Hot Wings
Chance:: Opportunity
Honest:: Abe |
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I posted this @ 4/19/2004 08:06:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/16/2004 |
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SING, SING A SONG by Various
Last week I mentioned about how I find it sad that I think William Hung is famous for the wrong reason. I know there are other opinions out there and that is fine. God bless free will!! BUT... THIS is why I don't think William should be enouraged to sing.
Now there will be a whole crop of Williams out there. The point was made about people following their dream. I support following your dream and desires. If someone told me that I sucked at fencing and shouldn't fence that wouldn't automatically deter me from ever going to another tournament. But if I was making gobs of money at being horrible at something I think it is not ultimately good for a persons self-esteem. Money or not...
It's the same line of thinking as to why I don't watch America's Funniest Home Videos the Gong Show or any of those quickie talent shows.
Just my two cents... |
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I posted this @ 4/16/2004 08:07:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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GO YOUR OWN WAY by Fleetwood Mac
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SAY MY NAME by Destiny's Child
I've got a few things to ramble about... So the usual long post warning applies.
-You've heard my talk about my dreams before. I talk about this one not for interpretation, per se, but more to express the overall feeling it left me with.
I frequently dream, but rarely recall them for long past a morning shower. Whatever your views are of dreams and dream interpretation... I do believe that dreams are the way our subconscious works through some issues. Tho, not everything in a dream has some deep seeded meaning. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar...
This dream left me feeling disoriented and truly unsure of where I was for what seemed like 10-15 minutes. That is a rarity for me. While the dreams may seem very realistic once I'm awake, I'm awake... I can only think of one other dream where I woke up and was so off kilter. I had such a feeling of closure that I was able to really say goodbye to someone from my past. It was both wonderful and unnerving.
For what it's worth... To whom it may concern... "I'm sorry too. It was fun."
-I will admit that I will make, what can be seen as, judgmental or presumptive statements about people. Now, because I admit it doesn't make it right. Yet, I don't want anyone reading this to think that I am above anything or unaware that I do it. You know how fragile glass houses can be.
I apologize for being somewhat vague about an issue or situation. Yet, for the respect of a persons privacy that is not my own I would rather not specifically mention an example of what I mean.
There have been times in my past where people have made 'accusations' about my friends and I will be one of the first to deny that they are/aren't true. Maybe I'm naive. Maybe I'm stubborn. Maybe I am too trusting with some things. If a friend tells me something about themselves and I have no honest reason to doubt them... I will most likely not change my opinion based solely on the assumption of another person.
Let's use a wild hypothetical situation to hopefully better illustrate my point. Has everyone heard of the Bee Gees? They are certainly a love/hate band. A guilty pleasure for some... I ask my friend whether or not they like the Bee Gees and they say they don't. If I trust my friend so I have no reason to not believe them. Later I may hear someone talk about how my friend actually does like the Bee Gees, but doesn't want someone else to know. Well... I asked my friend, and they said they don't. Yet, when it comes to light that my friend actually DOES like the Bee Gees there is no I told you so's or anything like that. No one gloats, thank goodness. My problem is with the initial accusation or presumption. If I take the time to ask at least I feel safe in saying such statements are true or untrue, rather making statements that are unfounded. I don't know if either of those are the best word to use, but you get the idea.
I'd be fooling myself to think that people, everyday, do not make assumptions based on any number of reasons. Some valid... Some not...
Here is where the stones and glass houses meet. Some assumptions are harmless... Liking the Bee Gees is harmless. Some assumptions are not. I hope that I don't make too many assumptions (if any... although I'm sure I have) that may be hurtful to another person. Because I think making some stereotypical assumptions can be problematic.
I think people, including myself, need to be aware of what might be an unfair accusation. I will try and be better aware of it in my own behavior.
-On a lighter note... At my job I had to contact the police in a town called East Fishkill... I could barely contain myself when the local authorities answered, "East Fishkill Police." What a name!!
-Last thing I swear and then you can back to whatever it is that you were doing prior to reading this 'book.' An old acquaintance came across my blog and contacted me. As I was wrapping up the conversation I used the persons name. I was kindly, but quickly corrected.
In telling another friend who I heard from, and I mentioned the name thing. It was then pointed out a tendency that I have that I didn't realize might be an issue to some people. Because it is the internet, it is not uncommon for regular folks to go by aliases or screen names. The person sitting at the desk/office/cube next to you might be SexySuzy2004 and because you know them in real life as Jane, there is no reason to think otherwise.
If you were to look at my ICQ or Yahoo messenger list you wouldn't find screennames. You would find the real names of the people I chat with. I have always held the theory that if I know someone well enough to chat with them on a regular basis I am going call them by their name. I don't go around and expect anyone to call me "gotcris" and so I pass that on to others.
I've looked at it as a sign of respect and friendship. I like you as a person and friend enough to call you by your name. What I am overlooking is the medium in which I refer to people. Some people prefer to not use their real name online. I can understand why. It makes perfect sense. I guess this is a public apology to any friend that I've referred to by their name when they might have preferred anonymity. It was never my intention to reveal your identity.
You may now go back to your regularly scheduled monotony... |
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I posted this @ 4/16/2004 08:07:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/11/2004 |
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MONDAY MADNESS
1. Vegetable - crisp yellow
2. Beverage - sparkly brown
3. Room - green or yellowish brown
4. Outfit - warm red
5. Mood - bright green
6. Season - grassy green and sky blue
7. Fruit - delicious red
8. Dessert - creamy white
9. Pair of shoes - shiny black
10. Color - moist green
UNCONCIOUS MUTTERINGS
Boxing:: Day
Lewis:: B. L.
Bodyguard:: And IIIIIIIII Will Always Looooooove Yoooooooooooou
Burnout:: Skidmarks
Cruising:: Mainstreet
Easter:: Bunny
AA:: A
Research:: & Development
Redemption:: Ticket
Snickers:: Really Satisfies You |
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I posted this @ 4/11/2004 08:08:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/08/2004 |
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SIMPLE KIND OF LIFE by No Doubt
I just wanted to drop a few observations on you that I've made over the past few days.
1) There are no assigned parking spaces in my apartment complex, but we all seem to park in the same general spot. The car that has been parking next to me recently added a Strong Bad static cling sticker to their car. I'm jealous!! ...and frankly a little surprised. I guess I never truly expect to see someone displaying something that I think is cool.
Although I did get a comment on my Penny Arcade shirt at a steak house buffet in Radcliffe Kentucky
2) What is it about someone who is spoken for that makes them suddenly more attractive to other people?
3) I was minding my own business, sitting in my apartment, when I hear the lady across the hall yell, "I gave him his grilled cheese!!" I don't know who's grilled cheese was in question, but for me to hear her exclaim this through two doors, a wall, and a distance of at least 25 feet... made me cringe just a little bit for the person she was speaking to. Now I will fully admit that I will eavesdrop on a conversation. If you are loud enough that you can be easily heard in a busy grocery store, then you obviously don't care who hears your business. Or if you are well within my personal space bubble (perhaps because of a crowded elevator, or movie theater, etc... then don't be surprised if I laugh at the joke you just told to your friend as well. How I can not help but hear you?!
4) I met the cause of why I almost gave my upstairs neighbor WD-40 for Christmas. He was quickly making an exit as I was leaving for work Monday morning. This was after we both tried taking a shower in our respective apartments. I was fighting for hot water... It would be super hot... then cold... then super hot again... then titty-rigormortis cold again!! It was painful!! As we were both getting into our cars he took off first only to have his girlfriend (my upstairs neighbor come running out onto the front porch with seemingly only a towel covering her naughty bits. What a horrible time that would've been if she'd let the door go shut and was locked out of the building in only a towel.
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I posted this @ 4/08/2004 08:09:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/07/2004 |
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SHE BANGS SHE BANGS by William Hung
Ok... I'm well aware that Ricky Martin originally sang that song, but he's not the doof I'm wanting to talk about.
Our friend Duracell in need of a recharge pointed out that William Hung has an album out. A WHOLE album of his hits. This idea honeslty create pain within me. I've gone off before about my views on American Idol. The early rounds of the show pain me because these poor people don't know that they are most likely only being shown because they are good or they are REALLY bad. How else would someone like Willie get on television.
If you heard good ol' Bill crooning "They Way We Were" in some karaoke bar, who in the sober mind would truly say to him that he has a talent that should be shared with the world. Yet somewhere along the line, someone has fostered the idea that he should be singing.
Don't get me wrong... I'm all for people wanting to achieve their goals and make something of themselves. Yet, let's look at honestly at what is someone liking something because they like it or liking something because it is so bad it is good. This is not a guilty pleasure, like listening to The Bee Gees. This is someone who can't sing, who people like because he can't sing.
William even admits in interviews he doesn't know why he is popular. That hurts me even more because I don't know how he can NOT see why he is popular. I've been fortunate that I've not heard his version of She Bangs on the radio. Tho, if he has an album out, I'm sure it isn't far behind. I'm sure there is some radio station that is already playing it.
My condolences to William when he figures out the fool that he is being played for. |
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I posted this @ 4/07/2004 08:20:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/05/2004 |
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BRAND NEW DAY by Sting
You can turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Yes... Gordon Sumner (a.k.a. Sting) is right. It is the start of a brand new day. Brand new YEAR even... So I thought why not do a retrospective of 2003. Now granted... I've not been blogging the entire year. Still the whole year was valid. Not just the latest few months that I've been keeping an electronic record of online. So even tho we are already a good week into 2004, I still wanted to post.
*LONG POST WARNING*
In the beginning of the year, I made a few news years resolutions. While in the past I've made or vowed not to make resolutions, 2003 seemed different. It was more of an overall change in temperament and desire to make some changes in my life. I wanted to strike out more.
I won't go month by month, but a few of the high lights that stick out...
-I had just recently been promoted within my job. The thing I recall most about January of last year was a series of conversations that began with our Admin. Assistant, my friend Nikki. She is someone that is on my level of debate-ability. So it wasn't uncommon to find us whiling away a Monday workday emailing back and forth about the topic du jour. This was nice because it wasn't about who was right or wrong or who won or lost. It was just nice open forum discussions, about life, relationships, current events, and what-not. This is significant for me, because I've never been one to feel that I was able to debate very well without becoming too emotionally involved and frustrated.
-Mike & I struggled to figure out if we were ever going to actually put out a webcomic or not. The deadlines we set were being pushed back for one reason or another. No ones fault, but something that becomes important later...
-My father makes plans to come for a visit with his new family in late Spring. A visit which ended up being cancelled at the last moment. No lost feelings there.
-I make plans to attending the National Fencing Competition in Austin Texas. This is the first time that I've attended an event this big. Everyone talked about how nerve wracking it can be, to be at such a large event. While I am impressed by the size of it. I'm energized by the scale and level of competition. I end up having one of the most disappointing and rewarding experiences in my fencing career.
Of the two events that I was in.. I came in damned near last in the higher classed of the two events. And in the top third of the lower classed. Now while this may not sound impressive... consider a few things. This was my National event. I have no National ranking or rating. For my skill level I was considered to be there more for the experience as opposed to actually doing anything noteworthy.
Just before the end of the first period I trip and fall. Not used to such a tractioned surface and anticipating that I can literally slide into my shots I stumble forward over my own feet nicely twisting my ankle. There was not a snowballs chance in Texas that I was going to give up due to a sprained ankle after having 1) come all this way to fence 2) spent how much money 3) to go down in such a simple way without a fight.
It is getting to the point of the match were my opponent had settled into what he thought was a comfortable tempo and that he didn't have to try too terribly hard. I close the gap even more, and by the end of the second period we are close to being at a tied score. I trail by one at 11-12, going to 15.
Now, I'm not a religious person, but I was doing some heavy "Christmas praying" just asking for one win in such a major competition. After one back and forth attempts and scoring. I get the final touch and point. I tossed up my hands in victory. The last few moments of the bout were honestly surreal. Simply because I wasn't expected to win. I was shaking so bad from the rush of adrenaline, the pain in my ankle, and just the sheer joy of actually winning my first such bout in a competition like this. If I wasn't hooked on fencing before.... I certainly was after a moment like that.
-Relationship-wise... One bad... One good. In both situations, I learned a lot about the type of person that I am and who I want to be with. They say everything happens for a reason, and I believe it more now than before. Truly some very insightful times.
-Mike and I had a falling out. Maybe it was over built up tension. Maybe it was over things that should've been said that weren't. Regardless, it was a breaking point that worked out for the best for both of us. I don't write this thinking he won't see it. Or that I am talking to faceless visitors. I'm fully aware of who reads this blog. I say that because I think that as far as 2003 went.. I've never been closer to my friends than in 2003. The conversation (and relationship since then) that Mike and I have as a result have been the a great showing of why I consider him to be my best friend. Love ya', man!
-In the world of entertainment, Matrix 2 and 3 were set before us like flaming bags of poo demanding to be stepped on. While I loved the first Matrix, the second and third open just as many doors to confusion and disbelief as it did answer any questions about what the hell was going on. Overall... GREAT action sequences. The plot line was convoluted. I'm sure the Wachowski bros' heard a collective gasp as audiences around the country were stunned at such an exercise in pointlessness.
-Peter Jackson gave birth to his third love child in what was probably the best epic ever. I wonder if movie goers around the world felt this way when the first Star Wars trilogy came out? The Lord Of The Rings was well worth the wait each year. I found myself so engrossed and engaged by these films that by the time the third one ended, I was honestly a little sad. I wanted to see more of Samwise. I wanted to hear more about Aragorn and Arwyn. Granted, there are books out there, but it is on a different level of enjoyment. The movies only fed my addiction to Sean Astin. If It's a little unhealthy...
-The holidays also brought a time of some confusion. Just when I thought I was dealing with my biological parents just fine... I toss myself out there once more to see just what kind of people they are. When will I learn...
I don't want it to sound like the year ended on a down note. Because overall it didn't. It was a great year... a great year indeed. I hope that 2004 brings more of the same. Both ups and downs... I'm not saying I desire such drama in my life. Yet, I think that it is such dramatic situations that lead to such fond memories to look back on later.
I'm sure I'm forgetting some major moments. Someone might read this and say "hey why didn't (fill in the blank) warrant a mention?" My only response would be that I'm sure there are things that do deserve notoriety in this retrospective. Just because I didn't mention then doesn't mean that I don't remember them.
Welcome, 2004!! Here's to new opportunities.... new friends... new memories in the making!!! It's the start of a brand new day. |
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I posted this @ 4/05/2004 08:24:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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MONDAY MADNESS
1. What makes your country special?
It's where I keep all my neat stuff. I could get all patriotic about this question, but the bottom line is when you think about the possibilities of being born somewhere else in the world, I consider myself to be VERY lucky to be where I am.
2. What makes your hometown special?
Even the overall 'makeup' of my hometown changes, it is still some place very familiar and 'homey' to me. No matter how crazy the world may seem or how hectic my life may be... I know that I can go there and everything will be grounded again.
3. What makes your neighbourhood special?
It's convenient for where I work. Nice neighborhood. Nothing to crazy.
4. And your loved ones - what is it about them???
They are special because I love them and they love me. My friends are my family. It would take too long to say why each of them is special, but each and everyone of them is special in their own way.
5. And finally you - what is it that is unique about you...???
No one else is me. Even tho I may like to march to the beat of my own drummer and yet still want that drummer to be in a band... I know that no one else is me.
UNCONCIOUS MUTTERINGS
Condemn:: Damn
Promiscuous:: Hoochie
Pro-life:: Pro-choice
Mona Lisa:: Smile
Crown:: of Thorns
Mumble:: -y Joe
Hack:: 'n' Slash
Diet:: Cola
Introduction:: Beginning
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I posted this @ 4/05/2004 08:23:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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| 4/02/2004 |
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WE ARE FAMILY by Sister Sledge
One of these days I'm going to stop apologizing for talking about what may seem like rather personal issues.. Dammit it's my blog. :-) Read it or not... it's your choice.
With that preface, let's get down to the meat and potatoes. I'd sent out the link to my friend quiz to a bunch of people in my address book. High school friends, a couple relatives, one of them being my biological mother. Now... long story short... If you've not heard me talk about my mother it is because I've not physically seen her since I was about 7 or 8. We've recently been in email contact with each other, but it is sporadic and only every few months.
Well I'd noticed that she took the quiz (a couple of times actually) and did decently. Considering that she hasn't been a part of my life for two-thirds of it. No this may seem like I'm making fun of her. I'm not really.
She did get the question right about what vegetable I hate. Now the irony for me is she's the main reason why I hate the vegetable to begin with. Although, I don't think she knows it.
I've always been a nail-biter for as long as I can recall. I've also always been a slow eater, and picky at that. Just ask any of my friends that I grew up with, who waited "forever" for me to finish dinner so I could come out and play. On one visit to her place, as I sat there very slowly eating, I decided I didn't want to eat any vegetables. Well, I couldn't leave the table till I did. So I sat there... and sat there... and sat there... I just sat there and bit my fingernails. After what seemed like forever she went and got a pair of socks and put them on my hands and I had to finish eating the vegetables that way. I think when it came down to the test of wills. Well I'd love to say I won out, but I don't recall how it played out.
In other news, I'm seeing someone. How is this noteworthy? Well... Honestly I think it is because it's been an odd road for me the past few months. Just when I thought I was over someone, I realized with the help of my friends that I wasn't. I finally came to terms with feelings that I'd been holding on to. Then what makes this noteworthy is that normally I would be jumping up and down waving banners that I had a crush on someone. Now I won't bore you with all the introspective details, but the meat and potatoes is that I found myself getting involved with someone and going down what seemed like an all too familiar path.
I am, understandably, gunshy. I didn't want to start jumping for joy just yet. I'm not one who likes to make repeat painful situations if possible. I know that getting involved in ANY relationship is a risk. Like I've quoted here before... not taking that risk at all is an even bigger risk.
I'm not infallible. I'm 'known' for talking myself in, through, and out of a relationship before anyone is even asked out. So when I find my self somehow actually involved with someone I really have to take the time to stop myself from talking my self out of a relationship. Making excuses as to why it would never work out and I shouldn't even bother. Too old... told young... I'm too immature compared to them... They are too immature for me... Too tall... Too short... Too much of a drama queen... Doesn't express any opinion... You name it. Mike's told me jokingly/seriously before that (fill in the blank whoever it may be at the time) is not good enough because they don't walk on water.
So with this current round of the dating game I've found myself falling for someone I didn't even realize I was falling for. It sort of came up and backhanded me while I wasn't even paying attention. Before I knew it, I was spending time with a great guy and having a great time. Enjoying every minute!
Let's not get too far ahead yet... Back to the gunshy thing. It seemed like the shoe was on the other foot and I was the one who is wondering if I was ready for a serious type relationship, where in the past it was whoever I was seeing that felt that.
So even though we'd been dating for a month, I'd not mentioned too much about anything because I was honestly waiting for the other shoe to drop. Where was the kicker? Where was the obstacle that would end up being the reason for a break-up. Then I realized something this week. Something that I tell my callers at work all the time.. we can worry about the future and try and predict what's going to happen, but it's a waste of time. Because 99.9% percent of the things won't happen. It ends up being a waste of energy. Energy that I could be putting towards enjoying the moment, however long it lasts.
Holy crap!? Did a counselor TAKE his own advice?!?!
As my two best friends for their genders say...
Mike: "It's all good."
Zaida: "Relax.... and breathe."
Keeping both those things in mind, I'm having a great time with someone that I hope will continue.
Because it's all good, all the time, when you take the time to relax and breathe and just enjoy the moment. |
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I posted this @ 4/02/2004 08:25:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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