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Which is being reminded to me. Thank GOD I'm a woman. Thanks for the cramping, and thanks for the nausea. It REALLY makes my day. And the bloating. And how I want to EAT everything in sight. Today, while lotioning the tattoo (cause that's a MUST), a little piece of scab came off! And it was blue, with a black line along the outside. It was a tattoo colored piece of skin and I SHOWED IT TO THE TALKER! I was like COOL. And maybe she thought it was gross, but since she talks to me all the time, I just don't care. She's driving me crazy. Today was the day of stupid questions. "Is it still burning?" O_o....I never said it WAS burning. "Oh, you probably can't even take tylenol for it, cause it thins the blood?" I think that's only aspirin and it REALLY doesn't hurt enough to warrant a pain reliever. It's a little sore, but no biggie. I hadn't worn a bra since yesterday, so when I put one on yesterday morning, I was pleasantly surprised ...

Tomorrow, I shall find something besides the Black Eyed Peas. Today you're screwed. Union Black Eyed Peas [One for all, one for all] [It’s all it’s all for one] Let’s start a union, calling every human It’s one for all and all for one Let’s live in unison, calling every citizen It’s one for all and all for one We don’t want war- can’t take no more It’s drastic time for sure We need a anidote and a cure Coz do you really think Mohammed got a problem with your whole world We don’t want war – imagine if any prophet was alive In current days amongst you and I You think they’d view life like you and I do Or would they sit and contemplate on why Do we live this way, act and behave this way We still live in primitive today Coz the peace in the destination of war can’t be the way There’s no way, so people just be a woman be a man Realise that you can’t change the world by changing yourself And understand that we’re all just the same So when I count to three let’s change [Chorus] Got no tim...

I've been watching the river. Every day, when I go over the bridge. Water is awe inspiring. RUSHING water is just more magnificent. I watch it as long as I can. From the bridge, down through Glenwood, when I can see it between the buildings, past the buildings, when I can see it in it's full glory. A couple weeks ago, the whole parking lot at the park under the bridge was a river. Or at least a pond. It's gone down some, but not all the way. We've had a lot of rain this year. I'm sure it was more than last year. I just really love how fast the water goes when there is SO much. When it almost reaches the banks, it's really something else. Glad I don't live down by there, but SO glad I can see the river. Even the tiny stream just down the road is higher. It's nothing like the river, but it's still a little thrilling. Beyond how dirty the water is. What with shopping carts and shit in there. Fucking people. Gotta screw up nature.

They "borrowed" the beat from Miserlu for this. It really works. And since I like that song, having words to associate it with just makes me happier. Call me crazy. Pump It Black Eyed Peas Ha ha ha Pump it Ha ha ha And pump it (louder) [4x] Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right N*ggas wanna hate on us (who) N*ggas can be eerin' us (who) And I know why they hatin' on us (why) Cause that’s so fabulous (what) I’ma be real on us (c’mon) Nobody got nuttin' on us (no) Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s) We rockin' it (contagious), monkey business (outrageous) Just confess, your girl admits that we the sh*t F-R-E-S-H (fresh) D-E-F, that’s right we def (rock) We definite B-E-P, we rappin' it So, turn it up (turn it up) [3x] C’mon baby, just Pump it (louder) [6x] And sigh, oh oh oh oh Sigh, oh oh oh oh Yo, yo Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right now This joint is fizzlin' It’s sizzlin' Right (Yo, check this out right here) Du...

I kinda think Wasabi would help my sinuses right now. Too bad Safeway didn't have the SPICY stuff. Fuck you Safeway.

I habba code. I thought you all would like to hear the way I sound right now. I'm sore and my head hurts. To catch you up. Taxes are here! (I SO want to spend money, but I'm too sore to go anywhere.) Ariel's moving party is set for the 17th of February. PLEASE COME. We shall all say bye and stuff. I spent MONEY yesterday. Like crazy. It's nice to be able to do that. I decided that a tattoo MUST be an order. Isn't it PRETTY??? (edit - it's NOT this big) It's on my shoulder and it's more blue than gray. The purple is right though. It wasn't as bad as I remembered it being. Maybe cause I couldn't see it. (I'm a bleeder) :s Derek got a bumper sticker that says, "We tattooed your mom". Which was funny as hell. Went for coffee at Shari's. Our waitress IGNORED us. But we still got some food. Also, decided that since we were in the Gateway area, a trip to the porn store was in order. I was proclaimed kinkiest. Which makes me happy. I tr...

From now on, I shall only think people are talking about me when they say my name or are speaking directly to me. I think I can guess what people are talking about and I don't always get it right. Of course, "I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it." I was thinking today on the bus that people censor themselves....often to not make others feel bad. At least it seems that way to me. I can understand. I get my feelings hurt too easily. But I have to wonder if it's better to be completely clueless about what others think (that's me - ostrich head stuck in the sand), or if it's better to know that people don't like this or that about you. I tend to jump on people when I feel criticized though, so who could blame anyone for not pointing out something that really isn't that big of a deal? Like maybe my being to lenient with Derek or something. If I ask advice, I would hope that you would tell me the truth. Or if something was a big deal, ...

So my theme for today should be this. Don't Take it Personal (Just One of Those Days) Monica It's just one of them days When i wanna be all alone It's just one of them days When i gotta be all alone It's just one of them days Don't take it personal I just wanna be all alone And you think i treat you wrong Verse 1: I wanna take some time out to think things through I know it always feels i'm doing you wrong But i'm so in love with you So understand that i'm only in love You're the only one i need So have no thought that i want to leave And baby trust me please Chorus: It's just one of them days That a girl goes through When i'm angry inside Don't wanna take it out on you Just one of them things Don't take it personal I just wanna be all alone And you think i treat you wrong Don't take it personal Baby, baby, baby, baby ,baby Don't take it personal Verse 2: I sit and i think about everything we do And i find myself in misery and...

find myself watching something and not really knowing why. Cause I'll be typing and I won't pay attention. The other day it was HOCKEY. Yes, hockey. Earlier tonight, I came into the room while a guy was eating a RAW FROG! And it's still beating heart. And you think that woulda been enough to stop the madness and turn off the TV. But now I got sucked into The Dog. I know how you feel 'Zilla.

And no censorship here either. I've made a post that upset someone. Someone I like. Someone who is my friend. I thought about deleting it and pretending it was never there. But it's not like either of us will forget it that way. So, I'm leaving it there. In all my tactless glory. I freaked and had to post about how I was gonna have another person move on me. I lost my tact...if there was any to begin with. (I DO try, really) I don't deal well with people moving. 1. One of my closest friends from Elementary and middle school, A person who, even though I deviated from her to another, took me back when I realized the other person was a total bitch, waited and watched us drive away. The beginning of the night and we pull out to move here. She just watched us leave. I think she would've stood there for hours if she coulda saw the car. My mother had decided in all of TWO days to move out here with her close friend (my aunt, who isn't really my aunt, but she was ALWAYS...

Take Another Little Piece of My Heart Janis Joplin (though Melissa Etheridge does a REALLY good cover) Come on Come on Come on Come on Didn't I make you feel Like you were the only man Yeah didn't I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can honey you know I did Each time I tell myself that I well I think I've had enough What I'm gonna show you baby is that a woman can be tough CHORUS: I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on And take it Take another little piece of my heart now baby Break it Break another little bit of my heart now darlin' yeah Have a Have another little piece of my heart now baby You know you got it if it makes you feel good, oh yes it did You're out on the streets lookin' good And baby deep down in your heart I guess you know that it ain't right Never never never never never never Hear me when I cry, cry, cry, cry Baby I cry all the time Each time I tell myself that I well I can't stand the pain But when you hol...

I hope that that comes across. Cause I'm SO happy she's happy. It's just that little more than a year ago, I started this whole blog (OK, my SECOND post) with this little post. (OK, so I was trying to link, but when the comments open a whole new window, I can't get the right link.) That's what copy and paste is for.. Oh Yeah I had an epiphany the other day. I realized that I have no special girlfriends who I see regularly. I have girls who I would probably call my "best friends" but would prolly not get the same response back. In fact, they would prolly say someone else is there "best friend". Granted I am not in High school anymore, but I miss that feeling of comraderie and being able to laugh my ass off at nothing at all. So, I think I should take out an ad for a best friend, but I am too afraid of the responses. It would go something like this: Wanted: Best Friend Must be dependable Must be flexible Must be "silly" Must love coffee ...

I particularly would be fixated on the pig as well. I'm one of those people. Tenacious... Or pigheaded. Depends on how you look at it. ________________________________________________________________________________ If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of tea. (Hardly seems worth it.) If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb. (Now that's more like it!) The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet. (O.M.G.!) A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes. (In my next life, I want to be a pig.) A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death. (Creepy.) (I'm still not over the pig.) Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour. (Do not try this at home....... maybe at work.) The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. Th...

Pick one word from each pair that you think describes me the best & leave it in the comments. Then copy this and post it in your own blog to see how your friends view you. * dominant or submissive * logical or intuitive * social or loner * kinky or vanilla * cute or sophisticated * kitten or puppy * warm flannel sheets or sleek satin * leader or follower * quiet or talkative * spontaneous or planned * teddy bear or porcelain doll * hiking or window shopping * tequila or vodka * top or bottom * bare foot or shoes * jeans or slacks * tender or rough * aware or dreamy * nerd or jock

We are ALL gonna pretend that my best friend isn't LEAVING me in less than two months. So that I can try and stop my little hissy fit. For something COMPLETELY off the subject.... How's the weather? How was your weekend? Will people ever stop leaving me? When did I get so bitter? When did life get so hard? Why do I have to be an adult? All I gotta say, is, there better be many weekends in which I can see her before she leaves. But she'll prolly be busy. :s Cause moving is hard. But WE aren't talking about that... Instead, What did you have for dinner? Who's got their taxes done? (mine got "accepted" and now say something about getting here by the 21st of next month. Ten days my ass. It better be sooner.) How am I not gonna cry the last time I see her before she moves? This is all just mostly to illustrate what my mind keeps coming back to.

One of our interns at work got this in her e-mail. She's one year younger than me, so it works. You Know You Were Born in the Eighties if 1) You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE". 2) You watched the Pound Puppies. 3) You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" 4) You wore biker shorts under your skirts and felt stylish. 5) You yearned to be a member of the Baby-sitters club and tried to start a club of your own. 6) You owned those lil Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls. 7) You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey on Blossom. 8) Two words: M.C. Hammer 9) If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock". 10) You had plastic streamers on your handle bars. 11) You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales". 12) When it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons. 13) You wore a ponytail on the side of your head. 14) You saw the original "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" on the big screen...

Ariel and I walked down to Safeway at 11:40 or so. They have the spicy surimi sushis. It's REALLY good. Like a crab salad thing with rice and the seaweed, which I couldn't taste, and SESAME seeds. Little black ones even. I sat there and ate my sushis while they had taquitos. Ariel told me that I should try the wasabi. Which was SCARY. But I tried it. It was SPICY. And only spicy in the back of my throat.... Strange, but I liked it. I prolly shouldn't sit there and eat the whole thing. But I did. It's not a single serving container apparently. But who eats THREE sushis? That's not much. Screw them. I do want I want.

This came outta to kid tonight when he was SUPER tired. I was trying to explain something to Mina, then the kid got all pissed off cause it was too late for a story. I told him to stop stomping around before he hurt someone accidentally again. He FREAKED out. Derek: YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME! NO ONE CARES ABOUT ME! Me: I do care about you, and.. Derek: YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME! Me: Go to bed, you're tired. Derek: NO ONE CARES ABOUT ME! Me: I DO care about you, but you are tired, please go to bed. And on and on for awhile.

So, I didn't invite a bunch of people over. It was meant as an Ariel is coming over to get drunk thing. Tammy came over with the Cruz Man as well. Which was fantastic. Then Karina brought me presents and now I feel bad. I DID tell her to come over, but she was busy. I didn't invite much of anyone. I hope she doesn't feel left out. Thanks for the PRESSIE. I love presents. I MISS YOU. I know that circumstances usually mean we don't get to hang out, but I miss you anyhow. Is that allowed? I wish you coulda hung out. When my tax returns come in, I want to go to a movie, or just wander around the mall with you. For the whole day. Something to give me ample Karina time.

So, I've read many different books. If you didn't get this already, you aren't paying attention. While I read Stephen King, I also read things like Anne of Green Gables. WHY IS THIS 80 FUCKING DOLLARS? This makes me sad, I've LOVED this series and the movies ever since OPB used to show them when they did their charity drives. I'm a sad panda. I can't justify spending that much on myself. :(