It was in my bed. I'm very happy!
Friday, March 05, 2010
Thursday, March 04, 2010
Bitter Password
I hate forgetting passwords and log ins because I can't play bitter happy.
I'm back and happy
Although bitter for being away so long leaving BFF behind all on her own to hold down the fort!
Gold hoop missing
Reward if found. Grr. Jury duty has not only taken a tremendous amount
of time, energy, class instruction from me, but now as I am about to
enter back into courtroom, it has also taken my golden hoop earring
that my mom gave to me. This experience is leaving me bitter and now,
very sad.
::: sent from my lovely itouch :::
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
To flesh or to flush? That is the question...
To “flesh out” an idea is to give it substance, as a sculptor adds clay flesh to a skeletal armature. To “flush out” a criminal is to drive him or her out into the open. The latter term is derived from bird-hunting, in which one flushes out a covey of quail. If you are trying to develop something further, use “flesh”; but if you are trying to reveal something hitherto concealed, use “flush.”
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Thursday, January 07, 2010
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Forwarded Fun!
* I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
* Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
* I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
* The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard.. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
* There is a great need for sarcasm font.
* Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.
* How the heck are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
* I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
* I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
* The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.
* Was learning cursive really necessary?
* I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
* How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
* I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front.
* MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
* Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
* I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
* Bad decisions and bad experiences make good stories
* You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
* There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
* I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
* As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
* Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
* It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
* I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
* Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey- but I'd bet my a$$ everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
Thursday, November 12, 2009
What's Next?
I am in this state of what's next...and it won't seem to go away.
I have been ready for change for so long that I sit and wonder what it is that I am actually waiting for. I feel as if I have been cursed with this capability to do so many things from painting to PR, producing, my project , on air lifestyle expert stuff and so on.
A part of me wishes that i was just good at math and could be a kick ass accountant with one path and one job and do it really well and be quiet and happy and serene. Byt i realize that is not who I am . I am this whole other type of person, whose DNA is made up of a rainbow of options which come with a huge burden as to know what to do with them. It's like a huge puzzle, I have all these pieces and I need to find the exact fit so they all fall into place-- and i have some sense of happiness and comfort. what is that ? what does that puzzle look like and how many times do I have to go to the table to try again before the fit is going to happen?
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Friday, October 02, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
White Gloss with Red
School is stirring my creative juices. My brain is starting to stretch out and I feel the pressure of it. Suddenly I am seeing everything in gloss white with touches and dabs of red. I'm not sure why. I close my eyes and I envision white roll up garage doors on white houses and drops of red on bright white concrete. I want to paint everything white.
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