Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Tonight is my last night to work for a couple days - and it's about time since I've been working for like, 8 days straight. I should have the next three days off ---- so that I can move.
Clean the room where I am suppose to live. Clean everything, or most of the stuff outa my apartment. Downsizing majorly.
Sigh. There's also a new Trek post on My Fiction.
See y'all in a couple of days.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
|You Are Cyclops|
Dedicated and responsible, you will always remain loyal to your cause.
You are a commanding leader - after all, you can kill someone just by looking at them.
Power: force beams from your eyes
Funny thing is...when it asked who I thought was the sexiest X-Men...my answer was Wolverine!!!! LOL!
And I'm a woman....does the force beam from the eyes mean "the look" women are famous for??? LOL!!!!
Friday, February 23, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
|You Should Rule Mars|
Mars is a planet that shines brightly and loops wildly around the solar system.
You are perfect to rule Mars, because you are both energetic and independent.
Like Mars, you seems attractive and bright to others - but you're difficult to pin down.
You are a great thinker, but you only think in the present and ignore the future.
Full of enthusiasm and inspiration, you are into your own thing... and rather insensitive to others.
If Men are from Mars...does this mean I should be their ruler????? Hmmmm...in that case...."Off with Steven's Head!" LOL
Although I don't think I'm insentsitive to others needs and such :P
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Feels more like exile to me.
Unless $1150 and some odd cents doesn't miraculously appear by March 2nd...I will have to move back in with my Mom. $585 is for rent, $565 is for my car. I only have $400---and that won't cover both let alone one!
I don't know what else to do. I don't like it, but can see no other alternative.
Where is my miracle??? Probably in the same place as my imaginary husband! Non-existant???? Lord?!?!?!
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Tired of being stranded at Mom's. Though I know she loves me and loves the company. She doesn't have to work until next Wednesday, so she's letting me take the van home this weekend---so I get to run around my apartment naked! and sleep in my own bed!!! Wonder if I'll get to keep it until Wednesday?
I'm off for now.
ps - I'm on a roll with my Trek story cuz I put up another. This one will have to hold you a little longer Jean-Luc :)
Thursday, February 15, 2007
|You Are 56% Abnormal|
You are at medium risk for being a psychopath. It is somewhat likely that you have no soul.
You are at high risk for having a borderline personality. It is very likely that you are a chaotic mess.
You are at medium risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is somewhat likely that you are in love with your own reflection.
You are at medium risk for having a social phobia. It is somewhat likely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.
You are at medium risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is somewhat likely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
But then I read this, and was so totally like - it doesn't matter:
You are in your car driving home. Thoughts wander to the game you want to see or meal you want to eat, when suddenly a sound unlike any you've ever heard fills the air. The sound is high above you.
A choir of trumpets?
You don't know, but you want to know.
So you pull over, get out of your car, and look up. As you do, you see you aren't the only curious one. The roadside has become a parking lot. Car doors are open, and people are staring at the sky. Shoppers are racing out of the grocery store.
The Little League baseball game across the street has come to a halt. Players and parents are searching the clouds. And what they see, and what you see, has never before been seen.
As if the sky were a curtain, the drapes of the atmosphere part. A brilliant light spills onto the earth. There are no shadows. None. From whence came the light begins to tumble a river of color spiking crystals of every hue ever seen and a million more never seen. Riding on the flow is an endless fleet of angels. They pass through the curtains one myriad at a time, until they occupy every square inch of the sky.
Thousands of silvery wings rise and fall in unison, and over the sound of the trumpets, you can hear the cherubim and seraphim chanting, Holy, holy, holy. The final flank of angels is followed by twenty-four silver-bearded elders and a multitude of souls who join the angels in worship.
Presently the movement stops and the trumpets are silent, leaving only the triumphant triplet: Holy, holy, holy. Between each word is a pause. With each word, a profound reverence. You hear your voice join in the chorus. You don't know why you say the words, but you know you must.
Suddenly, the heavens are quiet. All is quiet.
The angels turn, you turn, the entire world turns and there He is.
Through waves of light you see the silhouetted figure of Christ the King.
He is atop a great stallion, and the stallion is atop a billowing cloud.
He opens his mouth, and you are surrounded by his declaration: "I AM the Alpha and the Omega."
The angels bow their heads.
The elders remove their crowns.
And before you is a Figure so consuming that you know, instantly you know: Nothing else matters.
Forget stock markets and school reports.
Sales meetings and football games.
Nothing is newsworthy..
All that mattered, matters no more....
The only thing that matters is.... Did you live for Him?
For Christ has come. . .
To take home only those who did.....
ps...Trek fans, check here!
Saturday, February 10, 2007
At least there was no one to see this humilating moment!!! I just tell the world about it here!!!
I just want to go home!!!!! But I can't until my car is fixed and paid for --- $565.64
Friday, February 09, 2007
Another reason why I like having my own place is that I can run around my apartment naked as the day I was born if I want to!!
This comment comes from a conversation with my brother Liston....I was complaining becuase he was sitting on Mom's couch in this clothes he worn for work...which happens to be a farm job... so needless to say, there was some manure on his jeans....and he smelled like a bran. I was objecting because there is only one spot to sit on the couch and he was in it....the same spot I had sat in the night before.
So he protests right back saying, "Like you never sit down in your work clothes! What do you do, come home from work and run around naked?"
Who told on me!?!? LOL!!!
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
I'd also like my back to stop hurting! I've been taking my mother's darvocets to keep the pain away...which makes me a little high....but I can still work...which is the entire idea.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Guys are little wierd. ok, a lot wierd.
So I'm talking to a new guy on IM...I don't have a problem talking with stranger online....I don't tell them any identifying info...playing it safe....and anyway, this guy is like talking a lot about sex....and I ask him if that is his only interest....he says "no, but I have needs." [where have I heard THAT before].
So I've been thinking ---- what about my needs? Not talking just sexual needs. I'm talking emotional. What about my need to feel secure in a relationship? What about my need to know that I am valued for more than my body? For that matter, what about my need to know that you value my body...that you think I'm beautiful, and not just pretty? What about my need to feel safe? Protected? Adored? --- cuz I'm pretty darn adorable ya know. Whatever climaxing during sex does for me----will not last if these other needs aren't met outside of the bedroom. In fact, if these other needs aren't met...they diminish the sexual needs...it's a distaster...because if all I'm getting is an orgasm...without anything emotional...all my insecurities raise their ugly head and I'm not even a nice person.
Think about that, guys...the next time you're getting your "needs" met...that the woman your with has other needs that must be met for her to want to keep hopping in the sack with you. So if you're not going to meet those other needs...get out of her bed. Well, at least mine.