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Thursday, August 19th, 2004
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10:53 am - So much happening... (dave)
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As if dealing with all that's going on with my dad wasn't bad enough we get to add the boyfriend factor to it also. I love my boyfriend with all my heart and soul. I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I have loved him since I was 12 years old. However ours is a very complicated relationship. We have been together for almost 2 years. When we got together he was seperated from his wife. They were married for only a short time although they were together for several years and have 3 little girls. They both agreed to sperate and realised they should never had married and both wanted to go their own way. I moved from our hometown a year ago to live with my dad as he needs constant care due to cancer and there is no one else to help him. Dave (my boyfriend) and I had spent a lot of time talking things through before i moved and we agreed that he would move too. This was his choice. Not something I ever forced on him at all. He wanted a change for both him and his daughters. We also both needed to leave our small hometown behind us and all the baggage that came with it. it just seemed like a perfect oppertunity and perfect timing. That was a year ago. He has since moved but it was to a place 20 miles farther away. It was a good move for him at the time though. The problem is this. He is nowhere closer to moving to the coast (where i am) then he was then. I keep hearing him say that he needs money but everytime he has it it goes somewhere else and he stays where he is. Now he's talking to me about getting married. He wants us to get married October 15, 2005. That sounds wonderful to me but there's a little hitch. He still hasn't filed for divorce. I keep patently waiting like a fool listening to all the reasons why he hasn't. This is the thing. I know it has nothing to do with wanting to be with her or that he doen't want to be with me. He loves me of that i am sure. The girls love me and consider me to be there second mom. I have known him for over half of my life and have been his bet friend for most of those years. And in all that time i have learned a few things about him. One of those things is that he has one of the most crippling cases of fear of success i have ever seen in my life. He constantly sets himself up for failure. Curently he is living with some friends of his. And last night he made a very strange comment that has left me wondering about a lot of things. He said something about how things going on in his friends lives shouldn't be keeping him living where he is. Here i have been waiting for him to get the money he needs togehter to move. And waiting for him to get divorced so he can move. And all along it was none of those things but rather his friends needed him to be a live in baby sitter for their kids so he has to stay htere until when? Until they say he can go? I just don't get it. I don't understand why I'm not enough of a reason to do what he said he would. I want to believe him when he says things to me but I just don't know how to keep doing that. Part of me feels like he's been lying to me for a year. i just don't know how to get past that. I'm beginning to wonder what I should do. How long should I wait before I realise nothing is going to change and I should just move on with my life? Or do i just keep waitng and believe that things will change one of these days as long as i can just keep going like this, in a constant state of limbo, indeffinetly?
current mood:  confused
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10:40 am - So much happening... (dad)
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It seems like there's a million different things going on in my life right now and all of them are spinning out of my control. I'm so sad and confused and frustrated with everything.
My dad seems to be getting worse and worse day by day. The cancer is just tearing him apart and I feel so helpless to do anything to help or comfort him in this time when he needs me the most. His last surgery didn't go well and the doctor had little more to say then "it didn't look good". How is that supposed to help either my dad or I? Today we were supposed to go to his post-op appointment and find out more. They did a lot more tests while he was in the hospital and we have yet to hear anything so needless to say it's getting rather aggrivating. However last night dad fell while he was in the shower and there was no way he could make the 4 hour drive to the hospital this morning. It was terrible last night having to see him like that. I wish there was something more I could do. I know that the reality of death is becoming very clear to him and it's horrible to see that written on his face. I guess when it comes right down to it it's pretty simple. I'm not ready to lose the only real family I have left. I just lost my mother and now i want my dad to stick around. And I have no problem knowing that a lot of it is for selfish reasons. I want him to be there when I get married. I want him to see his grandchildren be born. After a lifetime of fighting and arguing we have finally got to the point where we have a really good relationship. I finally have a father and now he's gonna leave me. And that thought fills me with great sorrow.
current mood:  sad
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| Saturday, August 14th, 2004
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9:37 pm - Home Remedies
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1. If you are choking on an ice cube, don't panic. Simply pour a cup of
boiling water down your throat and presto! The blockage will be almost
instantly removed.
2. Clumsy? Avoid cutting yourself while slicing vegetables by getting
someone else to hold them while you chop away.
3. Avoid arguments with the Mrs. about lifting the toilet seat by simply
using the sink.
4. High blood pressure sufferers: simply cut yourself and bleed for awhile,
thus reducing the pressure in your veins.
5. A mouse trap, placed on top of your alarm clock, will prevent you from
rolling over and going back to sleep when you hit the snooze button.
6. If you have a bad cough, take a large dose of laxatives, then you will
be afraid to cough.
7. Have a bad tooth ache? Hit your thumb with a hammer, then you will
forget about the tooth ache..
AND..... Sometimes we just need to remember what The Rules of Life really
are: You need only two tools: WD-40 and duct tape. If it doesn't move and
it should, use WD-40. If it moves and shouldn't, use the duct tape.
Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.
If you woke up breathing, congratulations! You have another chance!
And finally... Be really good to your family and friends. You never know
when you are going to need them to empty your bedpan.
"Thought for the Day: Our days are happier when we give people a bit of
our heart rather than a piece of our mind"
current mood:  sick
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| Sunday, June 20th, 2004
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8:23 pm - I love quizzes.
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| Tuesday, May 18th, 2004
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10:27 pm - Boyfriends...
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ARG!!!!!!!! Why do we always love people that hurt us?
I'm so tired of fighting all the time. It never seems to matter what I say or do it's always wrong or not quite right. I'm so bloody tired of it all. It never ends or changes and every time I'm the one left feeling like I'm the bad guy. No matter what.
I'm at the end of my rope here and I just don't know what to do. I can't even handle the thought of shedding one more tear. I've cried rivers at this point and for what? Nothing changes.
current mood: depressed
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| Friday, October 24th, 2003
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4:41 pm
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4:07 pm - Finally!
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I'm so happy and excited! I finally got a new job! YAY ME!!!!!!
It's about damn time too.
I started training today and train all next week and come November 1st I start full time. I'll be working from 10:30pm to 6:30am all week. I'll be taking care of Altizmer's patients in and assisted living center. I'm excited.
current mood:  ecstatic
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| Saturday, October 18th, 2003
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6:58 pm
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Being Twenty-Something...
They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you
stop going along with the crowd and start realizing
that there are many things about yourself that you
didn't know and may not like. You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or
two, but then get scared because you barely know where
you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so
close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have
ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are
some of the most important ones. What you don't
recognize is that they are realizing that too, and
aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that
they are as confused as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to
what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking
for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the
bottom and that scares you.
Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what
others are doing and find yourself judging more than
usual because suddenly you realize that you have
certain boundaries in your life and are constantly
adding things to your list of what is acceptable and
what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the
next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest
force of your life. You feel alone and scared and
confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try
and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon
realize that the past is drifting further and further
away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you
are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed
and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough
that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone
but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing
this because you know that you aren't a bad person. One night stands
and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting
like an idiot starts to look pathetic.
You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same
topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You
worry about loans, money, the future and making a life
for yourself... and while winning the race would be
great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that everyone in their twenties relates
to this. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as
hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
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| Monday, September 29th, 2003
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10:06 pm - Wisdom.
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Wisdom is like the stain left on a plastic container after you've microwaved pasta sauce in it. It's nothing more than a residue.
When we're young people tell us that wisdom comes with age. They make it seem like this wonderful beautiful thing that will change your life in a meaningful and profound way.
You gain wisdom buy going through difficult and hard experiences. By doing things the hard way. It comes to you after you've been knocked down and kicked but pulled yourself up anyway.
They don't tell you how frustrated it's going to make you though. No one is going to listen to you. You should know this because when you were younger and people started to tell you about something you were going to appreciate when you were older you tuned them out. Now you're the one trying to help others avoid learning something the hard way and it drives you crazy because you can't make them listen to you. Theres no way to spare them the agony you went through. And in the end you gain more wisdom when you realise that they aren't supposed to learn from you. They have to fall on thier own and can only use your words after that when they need to get up again.
So what good does having any wisdom really do? Does it even matter?
current mood:  cynical
current music: Law & Order on TV.
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| Saturday, September 20th, 2003
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2:43 pm - The most functional word in the English language...
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The Most Functional Word~
Well, it's shit...that's right, shit!
Shit may just be the most functional word in the
English language.
Consider: You can get shit-faced,
Be shit out of luck,
Or have shit for brains.
With a little effort, you can get your shit together,
Find a place for your shit,
Or be asked to shit or get off the pot.
You can smoke shit,
buy shit,
sell shit,
lose shit,
find shit,
forget shit,
and tell others to eat shit.
Some people know their shit, while others
can't tell the difference between Shit and Shineola.
There are lucky shits,
dumb shits,
crazy shits.
There is bull shit,
horse shit and
chicken shit.
You can throw shit,
sling shit,
catch shit,
shoot the shit,
or duck when the shit hits the fan.
You can give a shit or
serve shit on a shingle.
You can find yourself in deep shit
or be happier than a pig in shit.
Some days are colder than shit,
some days are hotter t han shit,
and some days are just plain shitty.
Some music sounds like shit, some things can look like
shit,
and there are times when you feel like shit.
You can have too much shit,
not enough shit,
the right shit,
a lot of weird shit.
You can carry shit,
have a mountain of shit,
or find yourself up shits creek without a paddle.
Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit and other
times you fall
in
a bucket of shit and come out smelling like a rose.
When you stop to consider all the facts, it's the
basic building block
of the English language.
And remember, once you know your shit, you don't need
to know anything
else!
You could pass this along, if you give a shit.
Or not do so, If you don't give a shit.
Well Shit, time to go. Just wanted you to know that I
do Give A Shit
and
hope you had a nice day, without a bunch of shit.
But if you happened to catch a load of shit from some
shit head, Well
shit happens.
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| Wednesday, August 6th, 2003
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11:53 pm - Survey thingy
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--[ SERIES 1 - YOU ]--
--Name: Amanda
--Birthday: 7/5/78
--Birthplace: Roseburg, Oregon
--Current Location: Yoncalla, Oregon
--Eye Color: Hazel
--Hair Color: honey-brown
--Righty or Lefty: righty
--Zodiac Sign: Cancer
--Innie or Outtie: innie.
--Religion: christian.
--Font: depends on my mood
--[ SERIES 2 - YOUR FAVOURITE ]--
--Music: Classic rock
--Cartoon: Pinky and the Brain
--Color: All shades of BLUE, light ones best
--Slushy Flavor: Cherry
--Magazine: Cosmo
--TV Show: Law & Order
--Song: At Last by Etta James
--Language: english.
--Spice Girl: ICK! None.
--Food & Beverage: Pasta and a yummy wine or beer
--Subject in School: History
--Weekend Activity: Adventure
--Ice Cream Flavor: B&J; From Rissia with Buzz
--Roller Coaster: ALL OF THEM! :)
--[ SERIES 3 - WHAT IS ]--
--Your most overused phrase on aol:
--The first thing you thought of when you woke up this morning: How is he?
--The last image/thought you go to sleep with: My special man.
--The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: smile
--The Best Name for a Butler: Smithers
--The wussiest sport: Golf
--Your best feature: Hair or eyes
--Your bedtime: the early hours of the AM
--Your greatest fear: Sharks. Thanks for bringing that one up....
--Your greatest accomplishment: Getting published
--Your most missed memory: Putting my head on my moms shoulder
--[ SERIES 4 - YOU PREFER? ]--
--Pepsi or coke: Coke.
--McDonald's or Burger King: Either
--Single or group dates: single
--Adidas or nike: Nike (It's an Oregon company.)
--Chicken nuggets or chicken fingers: Fingers
--Dogs or cats: Dogs
--Rugrats or doug: Nither
--Single or taken: Quite taken. ;).
--Monica or Brandy: Neither
--Tupac or Jay-Z: Neither
--Shania Twain or LeAnn Rhymes: Shania
--AeroSmith or Red Hot Chilli Peppers: Aerosmith.
--Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton
--One pillow or two: 2 or 3
--Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate
--Hot chocolate or hot cocoa: Cocoa
--Cappucino or coffee: Coffee
--Drinks with or without ice cubes: Lots and lots of ICE. I have a little addiction.
--Boxers or briefs: Boxers
--Give or receive: Give
--[ SERIES 5 - DO YOU ]--
--Take a shower everyday? As often as I can.
--Have a(any) crush(es)? Only on the man I love
--Do you think you've been in love? Without question
--Want to go to college? Yes
--Like high school? Not really
--Want to get married? Definetly
--Type with your fingers on the right keys? Only if you mean that I actually hit the letter key I want.
--Believe in yourself? Sometimes
--Have any tattoos/where? Yes. Only two so far. A tree frog on my right shoulder blade and a cresent moon of flames with a wolf paw on my lower back.
--Have any piercings/where? Not yet.
--Get motion sickness? Never
--Think you're a health freak? Just feel like I should be quarintined
--Get along with your parent(s)? Generally
--Like thunderstorms? Very much
--[ SERIES 6 - THE FUTURE ]--
--Age you hope to be married: Before I'm 30. I don't want to become Bridget Jones
--Number and Names of Children: Don't have a deffinet number yet. I'd like a big family but time will tell. I have some names I like but the father will get his say too. :) Only name I'm possitive about is: Kathleen, after my mom.
--Where do you see yourself at age 20? Been there done that.
--Descibe your Dream Wedding: To many variables to say for sure. As long as the man standing next to me is my soul mate than it's perfect.
--How do you want to die? At peace
--What do you want to be when you grow up? A writer/History teacher
--What country would you most like to visit? Scotland, England, Italy, Germany
--[ SERIES 7 - OPPOSITE SEX]--
--Best eye color? Brown
--Best hair color? Dark brown/black
--Short or long hair? Long
--Best height? 6'2"
--Best weight? more than me
--Best articles of clothing? Black shirt and black jeans.
--Best first date location? Truck Stop
--Best first kiss location? Some place where you're alone.
--[ SERIES 8 - OTHER ]--
--When's the last time you slept with a stuffed animal? After my mom died
--How many rings untill you answer the phone? However many happen before I check the caller ID
--What's on your mouse pad? American Flag and a Bald Eagle
--How many houses have you lived in? 10
--How many schools have you gone to? 8
--What color is your bedroom carpet? Dark blue
--Would you shave your head for $5000 dollars? Absolutly not.
--If you were stranded on a desert island and you could only take three things with you what would you take?
1) The man I love
2) My journal and a pen
3) My blanket
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| Saturday, July 5th, 2003
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1:10 am
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A cowboy walks into a bar and two steps in, he realizes it's a gay Bar. But what the heck," he says to himself, I really want a drink."
When the gay waiter approaches, he says to the cowboy, "What's the name of your penis?" The cowboy says, "Look, I'm not into any of that. All I want is a drink." The gay waiter says, "I'm sorry but I can't serve you until you tell me the name of your penis.
Mine for instance is called Nike, for the slogan 'Just Do It.'
That guy down at the end of the bar calls his Snickers, because 'It really Satisfies'." The cowboy looks dumbfounded so the bartender tells him he will give him a second to think it over.
So the cowboy asks the man sitting to his left, sipping on a beer, "Hey bud, what's the name of yours?" The man looks back and says with a smile "TIMEX." The thirsty cowboy asks, "Why Timex?" The fella proudly replies, "Cause it takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin'!"
A little shaken, the cowboy turns to the fella on his right, who is sipping a fruity Margarita and says, "So, what do you call yours?" The man turns to him and proudly exclaims, "FORD, because Quality is Job One." Then he adds, "Have you driven a Ford, lately?"
Even more shaken, the Cowboy has to think for a moment before he comes up with a name for his manhood. Finally, he turns to the bartender and exclaims, "The name of my penis is SECRET. Now give me a beer." The bartender begins to pour the cowboy a beer, but with a puzzled look asks, "Why Secret?" The cowboy says, "Because it's STRONG ENOUGH FOR A MAN, BUT MADE FOR A WOMAN!"
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1:02 am
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A man was walking along a California beach deep in
prayer.
Suddenly the sky clouded above his head and, in a
booming voice,
the Lord said, "Because you have TRIED to be faithful
to me in all
ways, I will grant you one wish."
The man said, "Lord, build a bridge to Hawaii so I can
drive over
anytime I want."
The Lord said, "Your request is very materialistic.
Think of the
enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking. The
supports
required to reach the bottom of the Pacific! The
concrete and
steel
it would take! It will nearly exhaust several natural
resources. I
can
do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire
for worldly
things.
Take a little more time and think of something that
would honor
and glorify me."
The man thought about it for a long time. Finally he
said, "Lord, I
wish that I could understand my wife. I want to know
how she feels
inside, what she's thinking when she gives me the
silent treatment,
why she cries, what she means when she says 'nothing's
wrong,'
and how I can make this woman truly happy."
The Lord paused for a moment, then replied, "You want
two lanes
or four on that bridge?"
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| Friday, May 23rd, 2003
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10:34 am - Kenny the Rooster.
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This farmer has about 500 hens, but no rooster, and he wants chicks. So, he goes down the road to the next farmer and asks if he has a rooster that he would sell.
The other farmer says, "Yep, I've got this great rooster, named Kenny. He'll service every chicken you got, no problem."
Well, Kenny the rooster costs $3,000, a lot of money, but the farmer decides he'd be worth it. So, he buys Kenny.
The farmer takes Kenny home and sets him down in the barnyard, but first he gave the rooster a pep talk "I want you to pace yourself. You've got a lot of chickens to service here, and you cost me, a lot of money; consequently, I'll need you to do a good job. So, take your time and have some fun," the farmer said, with a chuckle.
Kenny seems to understand, so the farmer points toward the hen house and Kenny takes off like a shot. WHAM! Kenny nails every hen in the hen house - three or four times, and the farmer is really shocked. After that, the farmer hears a commotion in the duck pen and, sure enough, Kenny is in there. Later, the farmer sees Kenny after a flock of geese down by the lake. Once again - WHAM! He gets all the geese. By sunset he sees Kenny out in the fields chasing quail and pheasants.
The farmer is distraught and worried that his expensive rooster won't even last 24 hours. Sure enough, the farmer goes to bed and wakes up the next morning to find Kenny on his back out in the middle of the yard, mouth open, tongue hanging out and both feet sticking straight up in the air.
Buzzards are circling overhead. The farmer, saddened by the loss of such a colorful and expensive animal, shakes his head and says, "Oh, Kenny, I told you to pace yourself. I tried to get you to slow down, now look what you've done to yourself."
Kenny opens one eye, nods toward the buzzards circling in the sky and says "Shhhh, they're getting closer!"
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10:22 am
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WOMEN'S ENGLISH
Yes = No.
No = Yes.
Maybe = No.
We need = I want.
I'm sorry = You'll be sorry.
We need to talk = I need to complain.
Sure, go ahead = I don't want you to.
Do what you want = You'll pay for this later.
I'm not upset = Of course I'm upset, you moron!
Are you listening to me?? = Too late, you're dead.
You have to learn to communicate = Just agree with me.
Be romantic, turn out the lights = I have flabby thighs.
You're so ... manly = You need a shave and you sweat a lot.
Do you love me? = I'm going to ask for something expensive.
It's your decision = The correct decision should be obvious by now.
You're certainly attentive tonight = Is sex all you ever think about?
I'll be ready in a minute = Kick off your shoes and find a good game on TV.
How much do you love me? = I did something that you're really not going to like.
MEN'S ENGLISH
I'm hungry = I'm hungry.
I'm sleepy = I'm sleepy.
I'm tired = I'm tired.
Nice dress = Nice cleavage!
I love you = Let's have sex now.
I'm bored = Do you want to have sex?
What's wrong? = I guess sex is out of the question.
May I have this dance? = I'd like to have sex with you.
Can I call you sometime? = I'd like to have sex with you.
Do you want to go to a movie? = I'd like to have sex with you.
Can I take you out to dinner? = I'd like to have sex with you.
Will you marry me? = I want to make it illegal for you to have sex with other guys.
You look tense, let me give you a massage = I want to have sex with you
Let's talk = I am trying to impress you by showing that I am a deep person and then I'd like to have sex with you.
I don't think those shoes go with that outfit = I'm gay...
DISCLAIMER
I would just like to say that I don't particularly agree with this I just thought it was funny. I'm not a big fan of man bashing and frankly it gets old real fast. I think that both sexes need to stop trying to out bash the other. It's just stupid. However this is just a joke and kind of funny and not entirely one sided. So enjoy and have a nice day.
Thank you. - The Managment.
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8:44 am - Sex Laws Around The World
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In Lebanon, men are legally allowed to have sex with animals, but the animals must be female. Having sexual relations with a male animal is punishable by death. (Like THAT makes sense...)
In Bahrain, a male doctor may legally examine a woman's genitals, but is prohibited from looking directly at them during the examination. He may only see their reflection in a mirror. (Excuse me?)
Muslims are banned from looking at the genitals of a corpse. This also applies to undertakers; the sex organs of the deceased must be covered with a brick or a piece of wood at all times. (A brick??)
There are men in Guam whose full-time job is to travel the countryside and deflower young virgins, who pay them for the privilege of having sex for the first time... Reason: under Guam law, it is forbidden for virgins to marry. Let's just think for a minute... is there ANY job anywhere else in the world that comes even close to this?)
In Hong Kong, a betrayed wife is legally allowed to kill her adulterous husband, but may only do so with her bare hands. The husband's lover, on the other hand, may be killed in any manner desired. (Ah! Justice!)
Topless saleswomen are legal in Liverpool, England, though only in tropical fish stores. (But of course!)
In Cali, Colombia, a woman may only have sex with her husband, and the first time this happens, her mother must be in the room to witness the act. (Makes one shiver at the thought.)
Santa Cruz, Bolivia, it is illegal for a man to have sex with a woman and her daughter at the same time. (I presume this was a problem big enough to make them have to pass this law?)
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| Monday, May 19th, 2003
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10:52 am
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Just in case you missed this in 1725 when it first came around:
Next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water
temperature isn't just how you would like it, think about how things used to
be.. here are some facts about the 1500s.
Most people got married in June because they took their annual bath in May
and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell
so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor.
Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man if the house had
the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then
the women and finally the children and last of all the babies. By then, the
water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it - hence the saying
"don't throw the baby out with the bath water."
Houses had thatched roofs - thick straw - piled high, with no wood
underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the dogs,
cats and other small animals (mice and bugs) lived in the roof. When it
rained, it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall
off the roof, hence the saying "It's raining cats and dogs."
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a
real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could really mess
up your nice clean bed. Hence a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the
top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.
The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt, hence
the saying "dirt poor".
The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when
wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing.
As the winter wore on, they kept adding more thresh until when you opened
the door it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in
the entranceway, hence a "thresh hold."
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always
hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the
pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat
the stew for dinner, leaving the leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight
and then start over the next day. Sometimes the stew had food in it that
had been there for quite a while - hence the rhyme, "peas porridge hot,
peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old."
Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When
visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a
sign of wealth that a man could "bring home the bacon." They would cut off
a little to share with the guests and would all sit around and "chew the fat."
Those with money had plates made of pewter. Foods with a high acid content
caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning and
death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or
so, tomatoes were considered poisonous..
Most people did not have pewter plates, but had trenchers, a piece of wood
with the middle scooped out like a bowl. Often trenchers were made from
stale bread which was so old and hard that they could be used for some time.
Trenchers were never washed and a lot of times worms and mold got into the
wood and old bread. After eating off wormy, moldy trenchers, one would get
"trench mouth."
Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the
loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top or "upper crust."
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would
sometimes knock them out for a couple days. Someone walking along the road
would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on
the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around
and eat and drink wait to see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of "
holding a
wake."
England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places
to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a
"bone-house" and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25
coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized
they had been burying people alive. So they thought they would tie a string
on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the
ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard
all night (the graveyard shift) to listen for the bell. Thus someone could
be "saved by the bell" or was considered a "dead ringer."
And that's the truth. (whoever said history was boring??)
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| Thursday, April 24th, 2003
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6:16 pm
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SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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| Wednesday, April 16th, 2003
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9:23 am
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THIS WEEK'S HONORARY UNSUBSCRIBE goes to Anita Borg. A computer
scientist, at one point Borg "realized that what she really wanted to
do was not study computers but use computers to link people," said
Brian Reid, the head of a research group at the Digital Equipment
Corporation's Western Research Laboratory where Borg worked.
Realizing
she was one of the few women in the field at the time, in 1986 Borg
created "Systers", a networking group for female engineers. Systers
now
has more than 2500 members in 38 countries. Borg also co-founded the
Grace Hopper Celebration of Women conference, and founded the
Institute
for Women and Technology. Dr. Borg died April 6 at her mother's home
in
Northern California from brain cancer. She was 54.
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| Friday, April 11th, 2003
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9:31 am - I hate Government people...
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Yesterday was such a long day. I don't think my phone ever stopped ringing. I got so many calls that over lapped that I only ended up having like three calls even show up on Caller ID. That's just strange. I even got calls throguh every time I tried to check my voice mail. EEK! Give me a break people. At least space things out a bit so i can go to the bathroom without having to take the phone with me. Jeez!
Today I have to deal with the idiotic Goverenment people all day. They make my ass twitch. They derive some sort of freakish pleasure in tormenting me. I just don't understand. i've decided that my picture has been sent out to all goverenment offices with a note attached saying that if you pester this person till they actually develop some kind of eye twitch you'll recieve a handsome bounus in your pay check. Am I public enemy number one or something? Bad, bad people. I'd like to flick them insesently.
I've been up since 6am. I'm not thrilled about that. At least the sun looks like it's going to come out and play for awhile. That's nice. I suppose I should go finish up the little things I need to do before I can leave the house.
Also I think I'll have a Coca-cola! Mmmmmm.... What a way to start your day! :)
current mood:  rushed
current music: Weird radio stuff.
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