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November 02, 2009 at 11:50 pm
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Fifty-two. Fifty-friggin-two. ::Sighs:: And I'm not dead yet? ::Shakes his fist at the sky::
Okay, Kay-Erik moment over with...
Thanks to all that wished me a happy womb-ejection day. I almost forgot until I got online and saw my mail box full of "happy birthday, Erik!" from the various news letters and stuff I signed up for. ::Laughs::
I'm doing alright. Just recently had a bit of surgery, but I'm okay! Mmvicodin, yum. Still got my job, got a raise in fact. Now I just have to get more hours and I can finally get out of debt.
Had a fun Halloween, and apparently I texted a friend with "im so srunk and im flirting with Sweeny".... Yeah, that was odd. But hey, Mistah Todd was rather good looking. Unfortunately he probably thought I was just some dirty old man.
...Well, I am, but y'know what I mean. More like in a "want some candy, little boy?" type of way. Bwahaha. Ahem.
Three more years to go and I'll get to retire. Yeah...right. Anywho...
Love you all! Miss you all! And Sandi? I think it'd be cool if we get the site up again along with the chat program, for old time's sakes.
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| Interesting... |
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October 13, 2009 at 9:05 pm
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The Phantom of the Opera actually saves a woman's life/inspires her to change her life
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September 03, 2009 at 4:21 pm
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Gads it's been a while since I've written in this thing. Busy busy busy, then I forget I even have it. That, and I haven't been much in a writing mood since my drive was lost. ::Sigh:: Oh well.
I still have it, just in case I find someone that can get the information off of it. I can go without the music, the pictures, but if I can get my writing back, especially AVO or NTtS (Soto is safe, yay! ...except for the last chapter), I'd be a happy camper.
What I'm really wanting now is the Susan Kay book that several others and myself painstakingly wrote out. Anyone happen to have that? If so, pleeeease mail it to me. I've found a writing board where I can play the character, and presently my book is packed away. I'd be grateful. Thanks!
I miss you guys a whole lot. Sometimes I find myself coming across some things (Like the PotoPhans board), and find myself missing the fun we all used to have. I do miss talking to a lot of you in that chat room every single night until I couldn't stay awake. That was awesome. Maybe one day we'll get something like that back and we can take time to catch up with each other.
I'd like that. A lot.
PS: I have a job now. Yay!
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| Bad and Good news |
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April 14, 2009 at 4:24 pm
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Bad news is.. Everything on my drive is completely lost. Nothing could be salvaged at all. So, yeah.. all the writing I've done, the music, the pictures I've collected. Gone.
Good news is.. I'm not freaking out about it. Over the past month, I had conditioned myself to thinking that it would be lost anyway. Maybe this was bad mojo and forced the loss, but still. I'm actually pretty calm. Now and then I sigh over what's missing when I go to find it, but other wise.. I'm starting over.
Hopefully this will get me back into writing for it hasn't completely discouraged me. It's definitely a lesson to be learned.
More good news about this. I won't have to run up a credit card I can't pay off immediately just to get my information back.
Donations of pictures, music, etc will be greatly appreciated.
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| A Favor #2 |
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March 26, 2009 at 11:20 pm
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So.. I have a trip I really want to take coming up, along with my friend for her birthday. Vegas to hit up Criss Angel's "Believe".
Thing is, with me having job problems, money is a bit tight. You all know I'm too proud to beg for help but.. this is Criss Angel we're talking about.
Unfortunately, I don't have anything else to sale, though I'm sure going to be looking around the house for stuff I don't use any more. After living here for what? Almost a year, and most of my stuff is still in boxes, I'm sure I won't miss any of it. Other wise.. I'll gladly (said through gritted teeth, mind you) take donations to the "Must Hump Criss Angel's Leg" fund.
If you're interested in offering a donation, please lemme know. It can be anything, I can't afford to be picky (ba-dum ching!).
Meanwhile, I'll see what I have to sale so I won't feel too much like a moocher. ::Chuckles::
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| Another year |
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December 31, 2008 at 7:52 pm
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Happy new year, everyone. I hope this one will be better than your last.
On that note; do any of you have new year's resolutions? If so, what are they? Gimme your top five. ::grins::
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| Hey.. wait a minute |
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November 02, 2008 at 12:23 pm
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Or an hour.
I looked at my stove clock just now and it says it's an hour faster than my comp/phone/etc. Did we move an hour again? Or is my stove possessed?
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| I'm not dead yet! |
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September 15, 2008 at 12:29 am
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Yeah, I'm still alive. Just been really, really busy as of late. I'll start posting here more often soon, once everything calms down.
Btw, Mae! Got your box. I've been officially Re-railed! ::Sniggers::
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| Gackt as Uesugi Kenshin |
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April 24, 2008 at 3:17 am
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This is mostly for my Gackt lovin' friends out there. A while ago someone posted some links on LJ comm. dears, I believe it was, but I can't seem to find them. Any of you happen to have the link so I can see the more recent uploads of the episodes? Thanks!
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March 13, 2008 at 2:30 am
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After 20 years of marriage, a couple was lying in bed one evening, when the wife felt her husband begin to fondle her in ways he hadn't in quite some time.
It almost tickled as his fingers started at her neck, and then began moving down past the small of her back. He then caressed her shoulders and neck, slowly worked his hand down over her breasts, stopping just over her lower stomach.
He then proceeded to place his hand on her left inner arm caressed past the side of her breast again, working down her side, passed gently over her buttock and down her leg to her calf. Then, he proceeded up her inner thigh, stopping just at the uppermost portion of her leg.
He continued in the same manner on her right side, then suddenly stopped, rolled over and became silent.
As she had become quite aroused by this caressing, she asked in a loving voice, "Honey, that was wonderful. Why did you stop?"
"I found the remote," he mumbled.
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| Disorder in the American Courts |
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February 01, 2008 at 12:20 am
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These are from a book called Disorder in the American Courts, and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place.
( I'm glad I never became a lawyer. )
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| Hm... |
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January 27, 2008 at 11:35 am
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Thought this was neat, so I decided to check it out.
( ta da )
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| An older lady gets pulled over for speeding... |
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January 02, 2008 at 2:17 pm
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Older Woman: Is there a problem, Officer?
Officer: Ma'am, you were speeding.
Older Woman: Oh, I see.
Officer: Can I see your license please?
Older Woman: I'd give it to you but I don't have one.
Officer: Don't have one?
Older Woman: Lost it, 4 years ago for drunk driving.
Officer: I see...Can I see your vehicle registration papers please.
Older Woman: I can't do that.
Officer: Why not?
Older Woman: I stole this car.
Officer: Stole it?
Older Woman: Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner.
Officer: You what?
Older Woman: His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to see
The Officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes, 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.
Officer 2: Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please! The woman steps out of her vehicle.
Older woman: Is there a problem sir?
Officer 2: One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.
Older Woman: Murdered the owner?
Officer 2: Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please.
The woman opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
Officer 2: Is this your car, ma'am?
Older Woman: Yes, here are the registration papers.
The officer is quite stunned.
Officer 2: One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license.
The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands it to the officer.
The officer examines the license. He looks quite puzzled.
Officer 2: Thank you ma'am, one of my officers told me you didn't have a license, that you stole this car, and that you murdered and hacked up the owner.
Older Woman: Bet the liar told you I was speeding, too.
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