суббота, 18 октября 2008 г.

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Last night, my boyfriend and I went out to eat with his parents, which was really nice because I got to spend time with them and get to know them better. His mom busted out all of his baby pictures when we went back to his house, which was definitely a trip down memory lane.

We met some of my friends for drinks later and then he and I watched my favorite movie of all time, Interview With the Vampire.

Today, we went to the Art Museum to see the Da Vinci exhibit of his drawings from La Biblioteca Reale in Turin. Let me be the first to burst your bubbles---it was so lame Iapos;m glad that it was free. It was so overrated--the volunteers were even handing out magnifying glasses as if we were supposed to read some hidden Da Vinci message he encoded from his madness. Nope.

I took Justin around the museum to my favorite parts in the permanent collection instead, which I hope he enjoyed.

And we came back to his house (which is where I am now--heapos;s napping) and we ate our leftovers from last night. It was Johnny Carinoapos;s Italian food. I had a little bit of angelhair with spicy marinara, some garlic crunchies on top, and a little bread. Something got my stomach all torn up b/c Iapos;ve been back and forth on the commode for the past hour. It could have been all the veggies/fruits Iapos;ve been eating in lieu of junk food. Plus I�drank vinegar 2 nights ago to zap my fat

It worked Apple Cider Vinegar gets rid of nasties from your intestines. I dropped 3 pounds this past hour.

Now Iapos;m wondering if I should wake him from his nap b/c we are going to my sorority sisterapos;s house tonight for a football party then to a haunted house

It wonapos;t be scary b/c they donapos;t really get me. I still love apos;em though b/c Iapos;m a freak

I get to go to church with my dad tomorrow and then we are eating light Thai food. Justin will be studying all day for his midterms.

I hope my stomach settles soon

Oh well. Better to get it out then weigh me down.
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четверг, 16 октября 2008 г.

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I cannot sleep.�S:
I slept for like 16 hours yesterday then skipped school.
Met baye and went shopping�Topshop/man got salezz�:D
Got 3 things and B�got 2, then bumped into sophy and chessie�(:

Met 4B�ppl like last week�Caught up quite a bit, talked non-stop�
Haha went tanning with them also, and omg B�made me go tanning again a few days after.
Totally dont like the sun, then sand, the gross toilet, the heat�
It was so freaking hot the past week�D:<
I lub coastes freeze drink�Gonna try and make it at home. :D

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So this bizarre tongue flicking that McCain canapos;t seem to stop... Whatapos;s up with that. There are at least four theories. First, residual Viet-Cong Programming. We must never forget that the VC were evil, mysterious, Asian Masters of the Mind They can reduce a man to robot status. When the McPlain team declares that Obama is a "Secret Muslim" it is because they are familiar with the narrative. Remember the fear that people had of Vietnam Vets coming home "programmed" to KILL That they were brainwashed by the evil Commie Empire to be ticking time bombs of insanity? John McCain... Anyone? Anyone? Second, the "tick" theory. That this tongue flicking is an unconscious "Tell" that McCains is lying or being deceitful. Third, we have the Lizard Alien theory. Fourth, the one I like the best... Is medicinal side effect. Heapos;s got to be on some hard-core blood thinners or perhaps anti-psychotics. Many drugs produce dry mouths and odd nervous ticks. Someone look into this please

If they are going to dredge up Ayers, we need to dredge up Lizard Man Psycho programmed by The Cong to blow up San Francisco style narratives.


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I have a very odd sense of myself today. I can laugh, I can hurt, I can bleed, but I canapos;t seem to cry. I donapos;t understand it. I never could.

I used to hide under my bed or in my closet when my father would be ranting and trying to kick my door in. I remember, even then, fearing heapos;d hurt me, hurt my dog, hurt himself, that I couldnapos;t cry. It was a pause in all the terror and panic. A simple thought that would last a millisecond. Itapos;s a welcome distraction, thoughts. Maybe itapos;s why I retreat so often.

I can wiggle my toes down with only some conscious thought. The middle takes longer to move. They are nearly impossible to move up and the middle wonapos;t go up at all. I probably look odd to the outsider. To make sure they move I must stare at them. It looks like I am willing them to spontaneously cumbust.

Merc is trying to make contact again. Iapos;m surprised she didnapos;t wait longer after her blatant attempt to phase me out. Iapos;m hopeful that Dutch is doing OK.� Nik was being a complete BITCH to her. I hope she doesnapos;t get pushed too far.
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Itapos;s funny how reading someoneapos;s blog for one hour can make your perspective change so much.

simple words never meant so much before.

iapos;m finally aware of just how this world works.
you get born, you live, you die. And what goes on while youapos;re living?
everything more, and nothing much.
it all depends on the choices you make,
and this definitely isnapos;t just some cliche i pulled out randomly to sound profound.
for once, i can actually see�things clearly.

and its funny how one hour can show you whoapos;s really been there since the beginning, whoapos;ll stay to the end,�and just who jumps on along the way for the thrill of it.
who you should work on staying friends with, and who to let go.
whatapos;s really important, and whatapos;s not.

iapos;m glad i spent this one hour this way.
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среда, 15 октября 2008 г.

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Juf Susan en juf Heleen volgen een cursus spelbegeleiding (samen met alle andere juffen van de kleuters) en kregen de opdracht een nieuw thema op te starten. Nou, u heeft het misschien al gezien, het is een bloemenwinkel geworden. Er zijn spulletjes van thuis meegenomen en er zijn al bloemen en een klok geknutseld. De winkel is heel overzichtelijk, Je kunt er duidelijk zien welke bloemen je er kunt kopen, want emma en roos hebben de namen van de bloemen gestempeld. En bloemen staan in een vaas met water, anders verdrogen ze en gaan ze dood. We gaan dit uitbreiden maar willen zoveel mogelijk uit de kinderen zelf laten komen. We gaan ook zaadjes planten en de groei van een plantje/bloem volgen.� Alle winkels hebben een naam en gezamenlijk denken we na over een naam voor onze bloemenwinkel. Voorwaarde is wel dat je er goed op kunt rijmen Denkt u met ons mee? De lampionnen voor 11 november willen we ook laten aansluiten bij dit thema. A.s. Vrijdag is het speelgoedmorgen en mogen de kinderen speelgoed meenemen. Dit is altijd de laatste dag voor een vakantie. Denkt u nog even aan het fruit op vijdag. Er dreigt een beetje klad in te komen.� �� �� �� �Alvast een fijne hefstvakantie allemaal








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If you had purchased $1,000 of Lehman Bros. Stock one year ago, you would have $49 left.

With Wachovia, you would have $16.50 left.

With AIG, you would have less than $5 left.

But if you had purchased $1,000 worth of beer one year ago, drank all of the beer, then turned in the cans for the aluminum recycling REFUND, you would have had $214.

Based on the above, the best current investment advice is to drink heavily and recycle.

Itapos;s called the 401-Keg plan.

.... Got this in an email forwarding thingy.
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вторник, 14 октября 2008 г.

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