tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318357752024-03-12T21:03:57.206-07:00teaneko's tea leavestea leaves to entertain others and myselfAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.comBlogger386125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-18472494577876226062015-05-20T21:46:00.005-07:002015-05-20T21:46:58.740-07:00tumblr link<div style="text-align: center;">
<a href="http://teaneko.tumblr.com/"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">teaneko tumblr</span></a></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-89633702575316708222015-05-20T21:34:00.000-07:002015-05-20T21:34:15.018-07:00Gee-WhizIt's been some time hasn't it? Sorry about that.<br />
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I've been thinking of trying something a bit different. Trying to do tumblr, it's easier to do, and it's linked up with twitter and from there to facebook.<br />
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Has blogging become something of the past? Traded for something faster, smaller, quicker. Twitter replaced by pictures? I do like blogging, I just feel I have nothing worth sharing. That other people would ACTUALLY like to read about. I have no contests, no information, no grand wisdom, no experiments.<br />
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This is nothing grand, but it's my piece of the internet and it's falling apart, I'm letting it fall apart. I catalog my life with this little piece of the interwebs, but you'd think it's not meant to be a daily thing, otherwise the readers will get bored. Or is that my own laziness talking?<br />
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Laziness or the part of me that doesn't want to be rejected?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-35229256843255578212015-05-02T18:26:00.001-07:002015-05-02T18:26:38.835-07:00WhoaAfter con and I feel like I lost some friends. Feel like I lost something, but also got permission to make a, not a change, but like a new step.<br />
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Whoa, that was really deep. Just kidding, it wasn't deep, it was confusing as hell.<br />
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Most my days are spent either in front of my computer watching things, or hanging with my friends. I don't spend much time on the phone, which is sad, I want to talk to my sister, Jennifer, like everyday! EVERYDAY!!!! I wish we lived closer together.<br />
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Oh, if you're on FitBit, look me up! I'm trying to get more steps on everyday and could really use the encouragement! I have a couple of girls that encourage me, one of which I've actually met.<br />
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We're hoping to purchase our first home in a year or so.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-89510116481678205912015-04-18T21:46:00.000-07:002015-04-18T21:46:34.891-07:00Internet Junkyard #34<div style="font-family: tahoma,new york,times,serif; font-size: 12pt;">
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">Punography</span></span></b><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><br /></span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> I tried
to catch some fog. I mist. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> When
chemists die, they barium. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> Jokes
about German sausage are the wurst. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> A
soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is<br /> now
a seasoned veteran. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> I know
a guy who's addicted to brake fluid. He says he can stop any
time. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> How
does Moses make his tea? Hebrews it. </span></span>
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stayed up all night to see where the sun went. Then it dawned on
me. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> This
girl said she recognized me from the vegetarian club,</span><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">but I'd never
met herbivore. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> I'm
reading a book about anti-gravity. I can't put it down. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> I did a
theatrical performance about puns. It was a play on words . </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> They
told me I had type A blood, but it was a type-O. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> This
dyslexic man walks into a bra . </span></span>
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didn't like my beard at first. Then it grew on me. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> When
you get a bladder infection, urine trouble. </span></span>
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does a clock do when it's hungry? It goes back four seconds..
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> I
wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me! </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> Broken
pencils are pointless. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> What do
you call a dinosaur with an extensive vocabulary? A
thesaurus. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> England
has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool . </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> I used
to be a banker, but then I lost interest. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> I
dropped out of communism class because of lousy Marx. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> All the
toilets in London police stations have been stolen.<br />
Police say they have nothing to go on. </span></span>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: symbol; font-size: 18pt;">·;</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> I took
the job at a bakery because I kneaded dough. </span></span>
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- what a rip off! </span></span>
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Cartoonist found dead in home. Details are
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-53510652428389600502015-04-11T17:58:00.000-07:002015-04-11T17:58:55.489-07:00Internet Junkyard #33<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;">Stuttering Cat - as explained by a Grade 4 student<br /><br /><br /><br />A teacher is explaining biology to her 4th grade students.<br />
"Human</span><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;">beings are the only animals that stutter," she says.<br />
<br />A little girl raises her hand. "I had a kitty-cat who stuttered."<br /><br />The teacher, knowing how precious some of these stories could</span><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;">become,<br />
asked the girl to describe the incident.<br /><br />"Well," she began, "I was in the back yard with my kitty and</span><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;">the</span><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;">Rottweiler that lives next door got a running start and<br />
before we</span><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;">knew it, he jumped over the fence into our yard!"<br />
<br />"That must've been scary," said the teacher.<br /><br />"It sure was," said the little girl.<br /><br />"My kitty raised her back, went 'Ffffff!, Ffffff!, Fffffff,'<br />but</span><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;">before she could say 'Fuck!,' the Rottweiler ate her!"<br />
<br />The teacher had to leave the room.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-30537726655768728162015-03-22T20:23:00.000-07:002015-03-22T20:23:11.196-07:00Fun TimesAs many of you may NOT know, I am in love with the Disney Princess Little Kingdom MagiClip dolls. This doesn't mean I"m strictly an only nice kinda gal. Let me show you:<br />
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See? My friend Shay and I did this, it was just for fun. No dolls were actually hurt in the making of this picture. Since I'm Belle, our friend Stormy is Ariel, and Shay is Rapunzel; Shay sent the text with the picture to our friend Stormy: "<span style="color: #262626; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">Why do you want to sacrifice me!</span>"<br />
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This has been meant with nothing but laughter. This is not meant to be a disrespect towards Disney in any way shape or form.<br />
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That being said, guess who added more fishes to their new tank???? So we have the beta, Karl, and the one tetra, Russel, now we added Dug and Kevin, two more tetras!<br />
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Now if you are familiar with the Disney/Pixar movie UP you'll understand their names.<br />
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Happy posting!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-279480958334181552015-03-12T16:44:00.000-07:002015-03-12T16:44:08.935-07:00Orange I LIVE!!!!<br />
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I have pretty much healed up from the mild case of bronchitis. I had cough medicine, antibiotics, and orange phlegm... yah, orange.<br />
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This icky sickness has not been fun. Coughing till I couldn't breath, taking steamy showers to loosen up the stuff that was in my chest, coughing said stuff up in said shower, and then taking cough medicine to sleep at night, only to wake up coughing.<br />
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But is anyone else kinda concerned about the ORANGE part? Don't know why it bugs me so, but it dose. It's not orange anymore. If I do cough anything up, it's usually so tiny and either clear or white-ish.<br />
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Okay, okay, got the gross stuff out of the way.<br />
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Sebastian has been such a lover for this, but now he knows how to say "hello". We blame Shay of course, it's something werid, and it's kinda how she says it. It's only when he's trying to find someone. So odd right? So far can't get it on video, but I"ll never stop trying.<br />
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OH! We have a new fishy! His name is Russel. For you Disney fans, can you guess what film their names come from? Karl is the beta fish, and Russel is the tiny new guy who Karl doesn't like in his house.<br />
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We don't know if we're going to get another Russel so that there are more of them in there or not, but we'll keep you posted if we add a Doug or not.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-16086455237714966172015-02-27T14:39:00.000-08:002015-02-27T14:39:32.516-08:00Internet Junkyard #32<div>
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<b><span style="color: maroon; font-size: 18pt;">A Fairy Tale </span></b><span style="font-size: 7.5pt;"><br /> </span><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;"><br /><b>Young
King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring
kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's
youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he
could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to
figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he
would be put to death. </b><br />
<br /><b>The question?....What do women really want? Such a question would</b></span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;">perplex
even the most knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an
impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted the
monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.</span></b><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;"><br /><br /><b>He
returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the
priests, the wise men and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone,
but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.</b><br />
<br /><b>Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would have the answer.</b><br /><br /><b>But the price would be high; as the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.</b><br />
<br /><b>The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice
but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he
would have to agree to her price first .</b><br /><br /><b>The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend!</b><br />
<br /><b>Young
Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one
tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never
encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.</b><br /><br /><b>He
refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible
burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur.</b><br />
<br /><b>He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.</b><br /><br /><b>Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's question thus:</b><br />
<br /><b>What a woman really wants, she answered....is to be in charge of her own life.</b><br /><br /><b>Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that</b></span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;">Arthur's life would be
spared.</span></b><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;"><br /><br /><b>And so it was,</b></span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;">the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding. </span></b><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;"><br />
<br /><b>The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling
himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a
sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before
him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened</b></span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><b><span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;">.</span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;"><br />
<br /><b>The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a
witch, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.</b><br /><br /><b>Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day....or night? </b><br />
<br /><b>Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a
beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy
of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch
during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy
wondrous intimate moments? </b><br />
<br /><b>What would YOU do?</b><br /><br /><b>What Lancelot chose is below. BUT....make YOUR choice before you scroll down below. OKAY?</b></span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><b><span style="color: blue; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
</span></b><span style="font-size: 7.5pt;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </span><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;">Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.</span></b><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: 18pt;"><br />
<br /><b>Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be
beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be
in charge of her own life. </b><br /><br /><b>Now....what is the moral to this story?</b></span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 7.5pt;"><br />
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<b>Things are going to get ugly</b></span></b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-20205370085278479102015-02-20T13:59:00.000-08:002015-02-20T14:30:26.355-08:00Forgetting They're Not Mature <i>As Sakura-Con comes closer my stress level is getting higher. My response time on emails is soooo bad. I feel terrible! I'm just going nuts! I want to do the best, but at the same time, I want to have fun. I really wish I lived over there, closer!</i><br />
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That was written a few hours before I left to go see my brother, sister-in-law, and nieces and nephew. My husband and I had planned on taking the girls this year to Sakura-Con with us, but with what transpired last night, we will not be doing so.<br />
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I went there last night to talk to my brother and sister-in-law about con stuff and what to expect and and other things that needed to be done. Money, cloths, expectations, days we'd be gone. Stuff like that.<br />
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Then I moved on to how I'd been getting phone calls about how the girls (mainly the older one) had been dressing less than favorable. Okay, the words were harsh, like slut and whore. They didn't want her to be taken advantaged of and raped or such. I had others who were saying they couldn't even talk to her because they didn't want to be associated with her based on how she was dressed in public. I would tell these people that I was her aunt. No control over how she was dressed. I'm not her mother, I'm not even living in the same house.<br />
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And as expected, I was met with less than mature responses. Not nearly as bad as it could have been, but still. I shouldn't have gone over there alone.<br />
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What happened next I still feel was my fault. I know they're not mature adults, they have grown up, are of the correct age, have children, have "jobs", have paid taxes, things that we normally would associate with adults, but they are not that. I keep hoping they will be, but they're not.<br />
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Somehow the conversation got turned to how the three adults in the room (the oldest was still in the room with us "adults") weren't getting along. And of course, according to them, it's my fault. I was met with my brother turning off NASCAR, standing up, screaming and yelling at me (no telling how many beers he's had) and gesturing with hands. His wife yelled and never made eye contact from the chair. I tried to speak when I was asked why I was so upset, but as usual, and again, don't know why I was expecting an adult conversation, was yelled and screamed at.<br />
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So I sat there, crying silently, my niece handing me a box of tissues, I texted a friend to come and get me as soon as I figured out it was going to be nothing but them yelling at me, making it out to be my fault, even tho, and I know this not to be now, it is NOT MY FAULT. They did all this in front of their own child.<br />
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My friend was waiting in her car when she heard them yelling and screaming, she came uninvited into the house, saw me trying to leave and helped escorted me from the premises. I have to say, when my brother saw me leaving, he did scream "You're leaving in the middle of this conversation?" and I turned to him, "No, this is not a conversation this is an opportunity that you [gesturing to both of them] had to yell and scream at me." then my friend put her arm around me, slammed the door in my brothers face as he's scream "I'm trying to tell you your worth" or was it "I"m just telling you your worth".<br />
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We got a block away, she pulled over and I wept. That's not accurate. I was sobbing, shacking, histarical, and I couldn't even speak. For ten minutes.<br />
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My friend took me back to her place, where we all hung out and talked and it made me feel better, Neil came up and got me. He was so livid that I swear he was gripping the steering wheel too tightly. From there, I took a hot shower (already 2 vicoden in, migraine), got into bed, cried a bit in the shower so I feel asleep fast. I woke up not wanting to wake.<br />
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I want to go over and tell the kids that I love them, that I want to be part of their lives, to watch them do and grow, but their parents aren't good for my health, that I can't stand my own brother, and my "cunt-in-law" as we called her last night.<br />
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I love those kids so much.<br />
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But their parents.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-55981504394685360332015-02-11T23:05:00.002-08:002015-02-11T23:07:18.777-08:00Sebastian<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-72145053284925915812015-02-08T19:51:00.001-08:002015-02-08T19:51:38.392-08:00New Year, News FeedsOh my goodness. I finally figured out that I have no more bloglines.... what the fuck!? When did they go away... oh at the beginning of the year.<br />
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I feel like an idiot!!! So now I need to find a new newsfeeds type website to put all my websites I like to get updates on. Geez. Not what I needed today.<br />
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Things have changed a lot this year. We have our friend Stormy and her son and 3 pound Yorkie staying with us a few days a week while her husband is off at school. It is scary staying home alone. I understand that, but it's also stressful having her here. I've been getting more migraines tho. Kinda worried.<br />
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On one hand I want to be there for one of our best friends, but on the other I'm getting more migraines from the 4 year old and best-y. I also have my other friend Shay getting in on this with her opinions, which are good, but it's not helping with my stress at all.<br />
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Neil and I are trying to do good here. Helping with a car, getting a mattress, having them stay... Why can't people just like that? The lady at the mattress store loved it.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-74310994943055930112015-02-07T18:02:00.000-08:002015-02-07T18:02:27.307-08:00Silent No MoreI have been silent for too long. Granted my mind may be unraveling, this might be even better for me now, more than ever.<br />
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I hope this means my readers will come back, and I hope this means I will have more worth while stuff to write.<br />
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All for now, but not for long.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-90996976330654574362014-11-29T13:17:00.001-08:002014-11-29T13:17:19.139-08:00Internet Junkyard #31<div style="background-color: white; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;">
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He is very, stereo-typically GAAAAAAY. He notices you watching him, he'll flutter about, he'll rest up ageist the vent thingy (as seen in the pictures) and then be very diva-ish-y. I'm not even joking, he is a Drag Queen. He moves to fast for me to take pictures of him. He loves to blow bubbles at me, and he loves to show off. He loves his vent and loves his leaf hamek (yes, he's very spoiled, and very much a diva). He loves to poop on his house, but he'll get "stuck" in the fake plants to just have the waters move his fins for him. Yes, he's dark blue/black then he becomes white on the tips. So cute.<br />
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We named him Karl at first, but didn't know he was GAAAAY. Doesn't matter, we still love him and didn't relies a fish could have SUCH a personality! Shay calls him Mistress Karl.<br />
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I know I've been using radio silence lately. Shay and I spent 3 weeks in Southern California for a nice girls vacation. We had a lot of fun. But even after we came back (on Sept. 10th) I've been almost scared to even post anything. It's like no one cares so why should I keep this going? I know it's so silly, I started this for me, to make myself do something to makes it to the world, so I don't feel so isolated, I don't want to be one of those internet celebrities, but I did hope to meet someone. Is that wrong of me?<br />
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Yes, I"m whining a bit.Migraines, bills, doctors, weight, family drama that only seems to get MORE AND MORE, and then there's always my lack of self esteem that makes things even worse. Yup, depression rears it's ugly head yet again.<br />
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It's bad enough I can't work, but I'm feeling harassed on all fronts. For three beautiful weeks it wasn't that big of a deal, I wasn't harassed as much, then I get home and I"m bombarded with it. I've lost 10 pounds but what did my mom say after seeing her 4 weeks ago? "Have you gained more weight?" So there goes what little self esteem I had on that front. Then the doctor too. I'm getting scaled back on my pain meds, so now I"m even cranky-ier because of pain.<br />
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I want to be more involved with the kids, but I'm scared to as well. The parents and I are not getting along. I should clarify, Dave and Lisa and I are not getting along. I'm tired of taking their shit, I wont fight infront of the kids either. This makes it hard to spend time with them.<br />
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I miss my family in Southern California, I don't like the area, as in how hot it gets, and that it's a desert, but there's that history there I miss.<br />
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Gotta keep smiling. In between the pain, the migraines, the legs, the back, the family, the health, the stupid people, the friends, the bills, the well, EVERYTHING.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-72426984937379924222014-07-15T17:00:00.000-07:002014-07-15T17:00:12.100-07:00Internet Junkyard #30<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"><b><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 24pt;">Colonoscopy
Journal:</span></b><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 7.5pt;">
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called my friend Andy Sable, a
gastroenterologist, to make an appointment for a
colonoscopy.</span></span></div>
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few days later, in his office, Andy showed me a
color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that
appears to go all over the place, at one point
passing briefly through
Minneapolis.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">Then
Andy explained the colonoscopy procedure to me
in a thorough, reassuring and patient
manner.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">I
nodded thoughtfully, but I didn't really hear
anything he said, because my brain was
shrieking, 'HE'S GOING TO STICK A TUBE 17,000
FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!'</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">I
left Andy's office with some written
instructions, and a prescription for a product
called 'MoviPrep,' which comes in a box large
enough to hold a microwave oven. I will discuss
MoviPrep in detail later; for now, suffice it to
say that we must never allow it to fall into the
hands of America's enemies.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">I
spent the next several days productively sitting
around being nervous.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 24pt;">Then,
on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my
preparation. In accordance with my instructions,
I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I had
was chicken broth, which is
basically</span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">
</span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 24pt;">water,
only with less flavor.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">Then,
in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two
packets of powder together in a
one-liter</span><span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;">
</span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">plastic
jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water. (For
those unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter
is about 32 gallons). Then you have to drink the
whole jug. This takes about an hour, because
MoviPrep tastes - and here I am being kind -
like a mixture of goat spit and urinal cleanser,
with just a hint of lemon.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">The
instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by
somebody with a great sense of humor, state that
after you drink it, 'a loose, watery bowel
movement may result.'</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">This
is kind of like saying that after you jump off
your roof, you may experience contact with the
ground.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">MoviPrep
is a nuclear laxative. I don't want to be too
graphic, here, but, have you ever seen a
space-shuttle launch?This is pretty much the
MoviPrep experience, with you as the shuttle.
There are times when you wish the commode had a
seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much
confined to the bathroom, spurting violently.
You eliminate everything. And then, when you
figure you must be totally empty, you have to
drink another liter of MoviPrep, at which point,
as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into
the future and start eliminating food that you
have not even eaten yet.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">After
an action-packed evening, I finally got to
sleep.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">The
next morning my wife drove me to the clinic. I
was very nervous. Not only was I worried about
the procedure, but I had been experiencing
occasional return bouts of MoviPrep spurtage. I
was thinking, 'What if I spurt on Andy?' How do
you apologize to a friend for something like
that? Flowers would not be
enough.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">At
the clinic I had to sign many forms
acknowledging that I understood and totally
agreed with whatever the heck the forms said.
Then they led me to a room full of other
colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little
curtained space and took off my clothes and put
on one of those hospital garments designed by
sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it
on, makes you feel even more naked than when you
are actually naked.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">Then
a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a
vein in my left hand. Ordinarily I would have
fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was
already lying down. Eddie also told me that some
people put vodka in their MoviPrep..
</span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">At
first I was ticked off that I hadn't thought of
this, but then I pondered what would happen if
you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the
bathroom, so you were staggering around in full
Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but to
burn your house.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">When
everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the
procedure room, where Andy was waiting with a
nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the
17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden
around there somewhere. I was seriously nervous
at this point..</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">Andy
had me roll over on my left side, and the
anesthesiologist began hooking something up to
the needle in my hand.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">There
was music playing in the room, and I realized
that the song was 'Dancing Queen' by ABBA. I
remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that
could be playing during this particular
procedure, 'Dancing Queen' had to be the least
appropriate.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">'You
want me to turn it up?' said Andy, from
somewhere behind me...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">'Ha
ha,' I said. And then it was time, the moment I
had been dreading for more than a decade. If you
are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am
going to tell you, in explicit detail, exactly
what it was like.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">I
have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One
moment, ABBA was yelling 'Dancing Queen, feel
the beat of the tambourine,' and the next
moment, I was back in the other room, waking up
in a very mellow mood.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">Andy
was looking down at me and asking me how I felt.
I felt excellent. I felt even more excellent
when Andy told me that It was all over, and that
my colon had passed with flying colors. I have
never been prouder of an internal
organ.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 24pt;">On
the subject of Colonoscopies...</span><span style="color: #240100;"> </span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">Colonoscopies
are no joke, but these comments during the exam
were quite humorous..... A physician claimed
that the following are actual comments made by
his patients (predominately male) while he was
performing their
colonoscopies:</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18pt;">1. Take it
easy Doc. You're boldly going where no man has
gone before.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">2.
'Find Amelia Earhart yet?'</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">3.
'Can you hear me NOW?'</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">4.
'Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we
there yet?'</span></div>
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">5.
'You know, in Arkansas, we're now legally
married.'</span></div>
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'Any sign of the trapped miners,
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'You put your left hand in, you take your left
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'Hey! Now I know how a Muppet
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'If your hand doesn't fit, you must
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<span style="color: #240100; font-size: 8.5pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #240100; font-size: 18pt;">10.
'Hey, Doc, let me know if you find my
dignity.'</span></div>
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'You used to be an executive at Enron, didn't
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'Could you write a note for my wife saying that
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</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-69691138895464656242014-07-12T17:12:00.001-07:002014-07-12T17:12:20.197-07:00Pissed OffI am very pissed off, about two main things: 1. being my inability to stay awake while reading the great Sir Author Conan Doyle. I didn't get more than 30 pages into my Sherlock novel and I fell asleep... AGAIN! This has been happening over the past few months. I'm such a looser!<br />
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Second thing is my sister-in-law. She's being a cunt, yes, I said it, and made us argue a bit IN FRONT OF HER KIDS! I told her I didn't want to do this in front of them, but she forced me to say some unkind things before I mustered up some restraint and left. She has done nothing to make me think she wants this resolved. The kids don't hate me, she lied about that. She thinks she can tell me I'm less of a person because I can't have kids, and adoption or c-section doesn't count as being a parent. She told me mine and Neil's lives were worthless if we couldn't have kids, and even more, said why do I feel like being a part of her kids' lives since they are not my own. It is no secret I kinda live the dream of motherhood threw them, as the role of aunt, but I never think myself their parent, they already have them. Or people saying they are, but turn out to be cunts. She had the balls to start off our last encounter with "we're family" and some other shit, and I said "oh really? Why don't you act like it?". Probably not good in front of the kids. I don't ever expect her to see what she's done, and I certainly don't expect an apology. I would LOVE one, but I know that will never happen.<br />
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Lisa has disappointed me and has lost my respect. If you have known me for any amount of time, once my respect is lost, it's near impossible to get it back. Once lost, is lost forever kinda thing.<br />
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Oh yah, and I"m pissed that I've gained MORE weight. I'm to the point where I don't want to take my meds anymore. Tired of being trapped in this useless body.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-4522581263121312422014-06-27T23:57:00.001-07:002014-06-27T23:57:13.421-07:00Debating<p dir="ltr">I think I'm going to change to tumblr or something. Just toying with the idea.</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-40827326353582388672014-06-18T19:26:00.001-07:002014-06-18T19:26:37.573-07:00ZOMIG Mom has decided that she's going to have a family reunion at her house this coming month. While I think it's great, and can't wait, I also wonder if she's just doing it to show off their amazing house. They have a lot to show off, they did great with it, and somehow made it a home that makes me *feel* like I'm home. Is it odd that even tho I don't live there, it feels more home to me than were I currently am?<div>
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We've been looking into purchasing a house, which is super excited and terrifying. We need one with extremely low maintenance. I want to be closer to where my parents are, closer to Neil's work, and my doctors. So why not move? </div>
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The heat is making my migraines worse. So it's a struggle to get the guys to turn it on and keep it cool. The A/C isn't very nice, and needs to be monitored while it's on, at all items. It's crazy. But we did get new meds, or rather *I* got new meds for migraine prevention nasal spray, called ZOMIG. Tho it sounds like when people say ZOMG.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-38882672925647113652014-06-13T10:42:00.000-07:002014-06-13T10:42:14.691-07:00Internet Junkyard #29HELL EXPLAINED BY A CHEMISTRY STUDENT<br />
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The following is an actual question given on a University of Arizona <br />
chemistry midterm, and an actual answer turned in by a student.<br />
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The answer by one student was so 'profound' that the professor shared <br />
it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, is why we <br />
now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well.<br />
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(I question all the above but the following is classic!) <br />
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Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic <br />
(absorbs heat)?<br />
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Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law <br />
(gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some <br />
variant.<br />
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One student, however, wrote the following:<br />
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First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we <br />
need to know
the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate <br />
at which they are leaving, which is unlikely. I think that we can <br />
safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. <br />
Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering <br />
Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world <br />
today.<br />
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Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their <br />
religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these <br />
religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we <br />
can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as <br />
they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase <br />
exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell <br />
because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and <br />
pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand <br />
proportionately as souls are
added.<br />
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This gives two possibilities:<br />
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1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls <br />
enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase <br />
until all Hell breaks loose.<br />
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2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in <br />
Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes <br />
over.<br />
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So which is it?<br />
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If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman <br />
year that, 'It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you,' and <br />
take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then <br />
number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and <br />
has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since <br />
Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more <br />
souls and is therefore, extinct..... ...leaving only Heaven, thereby <br />
proving the existence of a divine
being which explains why, last night, <br />
Teresa kept shouting 'Oh my God.'<br />
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THIS STUDENT RECEIVED AN A+ Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-73609958379560327782014-06-10T21:26:00.001-07:002014-06-10T21:26:11.711-07:00BruisedI fell for the third time this week a couple of days ago. Not happy, it hurts to wear a bra. Don't know why I've suddenly started doing this, but here I am with sore ribs and arm. They're dark purple and dark blue right now, you can really see the line on my ribs.<br />
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Speaking of which, I was in the ER again today, mostly for vertigo, we had a miscommunication... I thought I was getting stuff for the vertigo and nausea, but he gave me the usual stuff, that includes narcotics. I only get to get shots twice a month, and here I am in less than a week.<br />
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Very excited tho, I got a brand new office chair that is SUPER comfy and works great for my back and legs! I can't wait to show it off at the next D&D night.<br />
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Also, I've almost done with my xmas shopping and birthdays! Just need one more item and I'm gooooood! So excited for having it done so I don't have to fret about it as the dates get closer.<br />
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Right now I"m on the drugs from the ER, so things are going great. I'll probably regret putting this picture on the blog, but you know how it is.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-89692537876367281582014-06-09T12:13:00.002-07:002014-06-09T12:17:29.461-07:00GodzillaNo I didn't see the movie. But I did get a box from my mom which looks like Godzilla to me.<br />
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Looks like Godzilla vs Goldfish with people on a hike looking at them. I can't be the only one who thinks this!<br />
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Side note, nothing has really happened. I did fall out of bed again, third time this week. I have the bruises and sore ribs to prove it! I just wanted to share the Godzilla picture with out, I'm still alive!<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-21543577674609993052014-05-27T22:22:00.001-07:002014-05-27T22:22:48.419-07:00AnywaysI have been struggling the past couple of weeks. Things with my sister-in-law, Lisa, are not going anywhere. I did do something very childish and I will apologize for that, but I'm going to stand my ground. I will not be bullied about *that* subject anymore.<br />
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You know, I wouldn't be even thinking about *not* having kids so much if she would just drop it. It's at this point that she's saying it to be mean. She's in her late 30s, time to grow up.<br />
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Yesterday Shay (my wife ;) ) came over and we cooked some things on the grill and ate and watched a movie and a comedian with Neil and Paul. Over all very nice. I love when she comes over, but I"ve been hurting lately, so I can't see her as much. I hope everyone had a great day and enjoyed their activities!<br />
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Family reunion at my mom's place is coming up in a little over a month. I'm both excited and worried about it. I don't know what my role is, there's been so much talk of me babysitting, without me knowing I was volunteered for it. I said, firmly but politely, NO. Doesn't stop mom tho. She's just going and going on this. She hurt her foot too! She dropped a rock on it by accident. She's so silly and clumsy. It's going to be interesting too, to see where things go from here.<br />
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Sakura-con... yah, I'm supposed to have written an after-con report... I start it then I go blank, I know things happened, but for the life of me I cannot do it. This is why I should write things down every con day after it happens. *sigh* what am I going to do??? I have like 10 different versions of it, but I know I"m missing something!<br />
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Anyways, have a great day!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-48211234259543049312014-05-15T11:29:00.003-07:002014-05-15T11:29:58.117-07:00Internet Junkyard #28A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.<br />
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'Don't forget your sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.'<br />
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'Remember that 'sisters' means ALL the women... your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women always do.'<br />
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What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'<br />
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But she listened to her mother. She kept contact with her sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her mother really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, sisters are the mainstays of her life.<br />
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After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:<br />
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THIS SAYS IT ALL:<br />
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Time passes. Life happens. Distance separates. Children grow up. Jobs come and go. Love waxes and wanes. Men don't do what they're supposed to do. Hearts break. Parents die. Colleagues forget favors. Careers end. BUT.........<br />
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Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.<br />
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When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end.<br />
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Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you....Or come in and carry you out.<br />
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Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family: all bless our life!<br />
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The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835775.post-28270604832309962062014-05-07T10:42:00.000-07:002014-05-07T10:42:54.298-07:00Not SureNot sure where things are going. It's been a toss up the past month or so.First it was this chest cold (which I still have), then Sakura-Con DURING the chest cold, not to mention the 2 teens I had with me this year. That went well, however, when I came back, that's when things took a turn for the worse.<br />
You all know I"m a rather negative person, I try not to be, but I am. I especially don't want to be to the kids, my nieces and nephews especially. I was told I have failed. I'm not sure if it's 100% true or not, seeings how Lisa and I are not getting along as of late. Like the past month late. She told me, in the "sweetest" way possible that my life had no meaning unless I gave <i>birth </i>to children. I got offended because it was different this time. She's said stuff like that before, but it was always something I could brush off, this time was hurtful. I asked her "Geez Lisa, tell me what you really think about me." and she went on to say that I (and Neil) basically were wasted space, lives meaningless, no point to our exhistance, if we didn't give birth to children. <br />
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Needless to say I am still not happy with her, I don't know what our friendship will look like in the future, but right now, since she feels she's not in the wrong, it doesn't look good. Granted I've been rather negative towards her ever since, and she chewed me out for that, and I told her she was right, I have been negative towards her since she said what she said, but she still thinks she did nothing wrong. She said many hurtful things, including that the kids hate me, fear me, and I had JUST given gifts. I try so hard NOT to be negative with them, because that's how my father was with me, and I keep thinking "not them, never them". That being said, Neil and I have decided not to take the children to Sakura-con again, nor this camping trip I've been planning since forever. Mom is calling me "self pity" and saying not to get emotional about this, Dave is saying he "loves" me. Funny how that changes when you say you wont do something for their children. <br />
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Sam's health is wishy-washy at best. He has his good times and bad times. We're going to see a specialist soon. My health has been that as well. So, I'm not sure what will be in store for us anytime soon. Health, family, money, drama up the ying-yang. Just, *sigh* not sure.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324743872096498005noreply@blogger.com0