Wow. I'm a Contradiction, too.

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E	Earthy
T	Tasty
H	Healthy
A	Appreciative
N	New
Y	Yum
L	Lucky
Y	Yum
N	Naive
N	Naughty
B	Bold
R	Responsible
O	Organic
W	Witty
N	Nice

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A Blast from the Past

Curse the finals
Curse the exams
Curse the power that's in their hands
I know the scores I've had before
He grades me and I know I'll fail
Tests me and I'm sure I'll bail
It's material I've not seen before
I know I should probably drop
But now it's just too late to stop
I don't want to see my final score!

Oh, let me sail away
And get sleep at last
Because finals week
Cannot go too fast
And all those dozen papers
Are due today

I cannot stand another test
My body really must have some rest before
This exhaustion that consumes my soul
Can suck my blood and take control
I cannot endure this anymore!


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Life Could Be Worse

You could be the Mop.
Think about it. Mops get pushed around, stepped on, dunked into nasty water, dragged on the floor, and they always have to clean up everyone else's messes.
Next time you want to complain...
You could be the Mop.
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A Memorable Day

I would like to bring your attention to a very special day:
Some years ago, a truly fabulous event occurred. A baby was born into the world to the joy of all those around. She was destined to spread life, light, and music wherever she went.
She is a wonderful person, a good friend, a sensitive listener, a comedian, a fantastic singer, and a Jane fan.

Happy Birthday, Lady Kathryn.
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Ayer

So yesterday I went to a couple Art Galleries with Aunt Rachel. It was very therapeutic. Not because the paintings were lovely--they weren't. I only saw a couple that I really liked. And not because I didn't work--even though I didn't. But because we got to talk. Aunt Rachel is one of those people who know how to listen. She asked me a couple questions and then let me ramble on and on about everything in general and nothing in particular. Cathartic release. I feel much better now. I told her some stuff I had done a couple years ago--nothing terribly evil, just some stupid stuff that I don't know WHY I did it--and she didn't say what a horrible person I was or how glad she was that I had come to my senses. She just listened to me vent and I know I can trust her.

I love Aunt Rachel.


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Summer

10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3 More Days Of School*!!!






*(not including finals)


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Inflationary Language

"Twice upon a time, there lived in Sunny Califivenia a young man named Bob. Bob was a Third Lieutelevenant in the U.S. Air Fivece. Bob had been fond of Anna, his one & a half sister ever since she saw the light of day for the second time. They were both proud of the fact that two of his fivefathers were among the crenineders of the U.S. Constithreesion. They were dining on the terrace. “Anna!” he said, as he took a bite of a very marinineded herring, “You look twotaful threenight, you never looked that lovely befive,” Anna really looked twotaful in spite of the illness from which she had not yet recupernineded. “Yes,” repeated Bob “You look twotaful threenight, but you have three of the saddest eyes I have ever seen!” The table was tastefully decornineded with Anna’s favorite flowers, threelips. They were now talking about Anna’s assiten husband from whom she was sepernineded, While on the radio, and Irish elevenor sang, “Tea Five Three”. It was midnight, the clock in the distance struck thirteen. And suddenly there in the moonlight stood her husband, Don Two, obviously intoxicnineded, “Anna!” he blurted, “fivegive me, I’m only young twice, and you are my two and only!” Bob jumped to his feet, “Get out of here, you three faced triplecrosser!” Then Anna warned, “Watch out Bob, he is an officer.” “Yes, he’s two, but I’m two three!” said he. “All right,” said Don Two as he wiped his fivehead, he then left, and when he was one & a half way through the revolving door, he mumbled, “I’ll go back to Elevenisee and be double again, farewell Anna fivever and ever, threedaloo, threedaloo!” "
Victor Borge
(transcription courtesy of Jarron Brown)
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Sweet Relief

"And you'll never feel a feeling that's as good as the one that you feel when you're done!"

A bit of Antsylvania there for all you old-timers. *Grin*

The point of the post is this:
It's 0322.
I
Am
Finished
With
My
Art
Research
Paper!


Goodnight.
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Gnus

Well, if I actually post, maybe I'll get used to this icky format.


I'm going to Arroyo Grande and dragging Amanada along. It's Christine Random's graduation and banquet. I'm so happy that I get to go! Even more cool, it's just going to be Amanda and I driving down there.


Other than that, I had an awful day.
For little reasons.
Don't ask me about it, you wouldn't understand.
G'nite, all.
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"It made ME laugh"

StarWars
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Argh!!

As if this day hadn't started out horribly enough. I hate this new set up!
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Comments

Okay, so the comments system is a little whacked right now. It's better than not being there at all, which is what they were... er, weren't... last night.
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Danger! Danger! Unauthorized Rambles Incoming! Execute Evacuation Sequence!

Friday was loads of fun. I had a good day at work, then went to the church and got to play volleyball. I love playing volleyball. I don't think my team won once, but it was still fun. Then we played waterballoon volleyball. Tee hee. That in particular was great fun. You take two teams and two sheets, and you put a waterballoon in one sheet. You're supposed to launch the balloon over the net (which is harder than it sounds) and the other team is supposed to catch it, then launch it back. So the teams of about ten to twelve people per sheet are running around the court, trying to catch a waterballoon in a sheet. Sometimes we don't get it in time, and someone gets wet. Like me, for instance. That was funny. Then we ordered pizza and got soda. We went inside the new building after it got dark and played Telephone, then lined our chairs up for some game or other. I didn't get to play it, because I sat down and kind of squished my finger in the folding chair. It hurt, and I went in the back to perform a cathartic release. So I missed that game, but when I got back they were playing hackeysack. Then we played "squares." If you don't know what that is, ask me. It's too difficult to describe in text. Needless to say, I had great fun. And I believe all my friends that were there had fun as well. Right, Amanda?

Natasha Turley is coming to stay with us for about a month. She is one of the coolest people I know. Her parents are moving to *shudder* Arkansas. No offense, Amanda, but I just can't picture Bro. Turley (a British citizen) surviving in Arkansas. In any case, 'Tash doesn't have a place to stay right now, so we're taking her in. Much to my delight.

Derek, if you're reading this, you really know how to pose some interestingly delicate questions. I will answer you, I just need some time to work my response.

Work is fantastic. My manager asked if I wanted to become a shift leader. I said, "no thank you, not right now." There are some girls there that I think are really hungry and that I could really reach. Two in particular are Jenn and Kim. If you think of it, drop a word in God's ear. Both for me and them.

I got a 67/63 on my Art History Test. Then I looked in the test and wondered just how tired Erik was when he graded my paper. There was one question that I had gotten so horridly wrong that I'm thinking maybe he thought he was hallucinating, because he didn't mark it wrong. When he was talking about the grading, he said "Talk to me if I didn't give you enough points. And if you got something wrong and I missed it, you can talk to me too, but I've only had that happen once." I thought, chalk up a second one, Erik. Or something to that effect. *shrugs and laughs*

Pray for Sis. Hallford as well. She's slipping away to be wish Jesus. Well, maybe not so much for her, but pray for her family. She wants to go home and I don't blame her. Possibly Ryan and Sis. Fata in particular. I think they're taking this the hardest right now, but keep the entire family in your prayers.

Sarah, if you're reading this, I want you to know that I love you. I'm very proud of you. You're a good girl and I'm glad you're my sister. Yes, we have our disagreements, but that's part of growing up. I wouldn't choose anyone else to my sister. When I get my license, we'll go out to lunch and shopping or something.

Praise on the Bay is May 15th. Derek gets to go and that makes me happy.
The Bridal Shower (I don't know what else to call it) is Friday. I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm looking forward to it. I told Sis. Tracy that even if no one else shows up, I'd be there. Complete with formal dress, white shirt, white headband, and white pillowcase. I'm also going to bring a cd of appropriate music. Like, Grits: I want you to be mine, be all mine. And a few assorted Disney songs as well as some jazz.

Speaking of jazz... Kat, I got a note from the Queen and she liked the cd. That made me happy. I miss her already, but I'm sure it's nothing compared to what you're feeling. Love you lots, Kat.

Mom was feeling better yesterday. She went to the wedding on Saturday, and I think she wore herself out, but she slept all Sunday morning and that helped a lot. She has an appointment in Vallejo and the Queen today for Chemo and Radiation, respectively. Nothing nasty has happened yet in the way of side effects. This is a good thing.

I think I'm pushing the time limit here in the lab, so I'd better cut off the ramblings. Thanks for listening, if you bothered. My speech teacher (who is absolutely fantastic, by the way) would call this cathartic release. And while I haven't released all my cathartics, I got enough of them out to hold me 'til next time.

Have a fantastically excellent day, everyone. That's what I'm planning to have.
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