Shoes Anyone?!

I've got a couple of items up on eBay right now. Check them out: Shoe Sale!

Post Secret.

I still need these books:

Sharp Teeth.

There are the books and the movies filled with Bill’s and Edward’s: dark mysterious creatures in your school, city or town. It seems to be the latest fad, but I’ve been into it since high school. That particular topic always filled me with fascination. Of course with the common fad, now we’ve got to sift through a bunch of books and figure out which shows are actually worth our while. I hadn’t watched Underworld until a few months ago, right before the third one came out. Alan owns them and they’re pretty awesome.

More to the point, crazy dream the other night consisted of my being in a classroom filled with students and being the third one in the room to finish the multiple choice test. Apparently I got the most right as well as doing it in a very short amount of time. Next thing I know I’m in the back of a black car with dark tinted windows and some older black haired woman said that I had won and as my reward I got to be a vampire.

I woke up just before she bit me.

Needs.

Ok, I'm obsessed with Rock 'n Roll Bride. I can't help it; the photos are too amazing to ignore. Not only do they have a million and one amazing ideas, but it's just downright good photography.

The author of the site posed a question to all her readers, which I found fascinating: "All you need is..."

While the most creative answer won a prize for filling out the survey itself, Kat still posted an additional 15 of her favorite answers to the question, mine included!

"All you need is red hair, black eyeliner and a whole lot of love."

Rain.

Bedford, TX 76021
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Current: ThunderstormWind: N at 0 mphHumidity: 95%
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San Antonio, TX
70°F
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Norman, OK
59°F
Current: Mostly CloudyWind: SE at 10 mphHumidity: 79%
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It's only Thursday.

This is how my conversations go with Geoffrey:

Me: I almost stabbed myself with a paperclip...
Geoffrey: paper clip suicide is common for an office samurai

Lovin' it.

Please Help.

This is a re-post for my good friend Keegan and her boyfriend, Thomas, down in the Miami/Ft. Lauderdale area.

I'm begging you to do what you can...

This was written by Thomas on sunday evening:
...In case you haven't heard already... I was involved in an attempted
mugging/murder on Friday night/Saturday morning.
It happened in
Downtown Fort Lauderdale, near the IMAX theater.
I have 14 stab wounds
and a slightly punctured lung, but am recovering very quick.
Learned a
really valuable lesion about safety in numbers.
I am supposed to be
getting out of here on Wednesday, but it's not exactly set in stone
once again, I really want to thank everyone for everything and I really do appreciate the love.


>

Some of you have been asking if there's any way you can help out Thomas or me while he's recovering.. and some of you already have, thanks so much!!!

He's too modest to put this on his own page but here's a link to his paypal site if you'd like to help him financially. We're hoping he qualifies for the financial services here at the hospital and for the FL crime victim compensation program. Even if he does that won't come through for 6 - 8 weeks. Any little bit helps out with gas, groceries and bills until that come through.
;)


Click HERE to Donate a couple dollars to THOMAS on Pay Pal! hit yes to the myspace external link warning.. paypal is safe, i promise



Neither of us EXPECT people to be able to help with money, it's just that a few friends and family have asked us specifically if we would set something up like this so we did.. His friends Eric, James and Justin are also planning to have a big party with $5 all u can drink beer etc to help raise money.. more info on that when they figure out the date and time

Hopefully when the hospital processes the financial stuff he'll be covered with their program and the FL victim compensation thing.
but with getting groceries and paying his rent, electric etc until then even $2 helps. You can always come by his place (he'll be home some time today, Wednesday) with a couple bucks, some pizza, chicken soup, a sangwich or just come give him a hug and keep him company..

thank you thank you thank you

we love you :)

Worthy News.

You're a 19 year old kid. You're critically wounded, and dying in the jungle in the Ia Drang Valley , 11-14-1965, LZ X-ray, Vietnam . Your infantry unit is outnumbered 8 - 1, and the enemy fire is so intense, from 100 or 200 yards away, that your own Infantry Commander has ordered the MediVac helicopters to stop coming in. You're lying there, listening to the enemy machine guns, and you know you're not getting out. Your family is 1/2 way around the world, 12,000 miles away, and you'll never see them again. As the world starts to fade in and out,
you know this is the day. Then, over the machine gun noise, you faintly hear that sound of a helicopter, and you look up to see an un-armed Huey, but it doesn't seem real, because no Medi-Vac markings are on it. Ed Freeman is coming for you. He's not Medi-Vac, so it's not his job, but he's flying his Huey down into the machine gun fire, after the Medi-Vacs were ordered not to come. He's coming anyway. And he drops it in, and sits there in the machine gun fire, as they load 2 or 3 of you on board. Then he flies you up and out through the gunfire, to the Doctors and Nurses. And, he kept coming back.... 13 more times..... And took about 30 of you and your buddies out, who would never have gotten out.

Medal of Honor Recipient,Ed Freeman,died last Wednesday at the age of 80, in Boise, ID ... I bet you didn't hear about this hero's passing, but we sure were told a whole bunch about some Hip-Hop Coward beating up his "girlfriend"

I want to go so bad!

Next year it's on!
2009 Car Show

Secret messages.

Sometimes they just make my day:


"I think you're the most gorgeous redhead I've ever known"


No idea who it's from and it's probably better that way.

Human.

Seriously. I'm not sure if I love the song for the song, the memories, or both. Maybe it's more than that. It's finding that balance between friends, family, and boyfirends, living in a way that's oportunistic and driving the coolest car I could get my hands on. Whatever it is, the song does nothing but put a smile on my face and make me feel like all the pieces fit.

I'm always making little paper cranes. Gum and candy wrappers, calendar pages, just whatever I have when I have a spare moment. They got left on chairs in classrooms, benches on campus, and desks at work. They accumulate and eventually disappear or people pick them up carrying them into their moments. I was sent the cutest little bamboo-type box by one of my favorite clothing companies and I couldn't figure out what to do with it. Supposedly if you have 1000 of them, you get a wish. So I'm collecting them when I think about it, when I don't give them away and one of these days I'll have a box full. Maybe by then I'll know what I want to wish for.

Work.

Is stressful.

Sometimes changes don't change anything at all, and really just disguise them under a new mask.

Missed Calls.

Too bad I can't just go to a park and eat my lunch away from the office. Not that I normally go out for lunch or away from my desk, but at the moment I no longer have the option to do something different. I have seriously considered walking across and down the street to the graveyard filled with benches to eat my lunch there.

I just feel trapped at work lately. It's like my weekend are just a breath away from another work day, and I go home so exhausted I fall asleep at 9:00 or before, which doesn't leave room to do much, when I don't get off until 6:00. I know Alan understands, but it doesn't make things easy and hard to be enjoyable sometimes. We'll get through it.

I've missed two calls in a row from Sam. No option to return a call. No option to try again. A missed call is a missed call. One was on his birthday. The second day that I missed his call I thought I just might break down and cry in the middle of the floor. I am so ready for him to be home.

Astrid.

Well, I completely smoked my engine, which means I need a completely new one. I cried when I found out. Seriously. My poor poor baby. Thank goodness I have RJ, who is a serious expert at le muscle cars.

Post Secret Hopes.

Stuck. Texas.

So I might as well make the best of it eh? But hey, see one of these little beauties on the street on an almost regular basis, yeah I can definitely get used to that. The funny thing, they wave to me. Talk about a little bit of validation. Well it's about time.

I'm still not sure when I'll get little Astrid back, but she's in good hands. Mark jumped in saying he'd help. Now we've just got to get Rebecca's car running and in mine goes. Then it's signing away my savings to Texas plates and getting her inspected. Oh Texas, you and your inspections and your fees.

11 hours.

That's how much I slept last night. It was definitely needed. I feel so much better today. Yesterday was one of the busiest/craziest service days at work ever. I got home made chocolate chip peanut butter chip cookies, watched maybe 45 minutes of TV and crashed at 8:00.

We moved to the other building at work this week. The one I'm in now is sooo much nicer than the other one. We've got windows all over with sunshine pouring in. It's just Ali's team of ASA's and Cleveland's pod. It's going to be really nice. The kitchen over here is bigger...it's just so wonderful.

It looks like today is going to be a much better day than yesterday. More like a typical work day. Not sure what I'll do this evening. Maybe I'll finally get some pictures uploaded. Relaxing TV and a BSG marathon maybe? :)

Another Post Secret.

I hate to think it could be someone I know...surely it's not.


Sam,

I know you don't read this...maybe you will someday...but I love you and miss you. Come home safe. We'll go to our bar in the middle of nowhere in my Camaro and have a Corona, just like when I dropped you off at the airport last time. Be so careful. I don't know what I'd do if I never saw you again.

Love,
Ash

sometimes.

Post Secret entry to think about.
Check it out: postsecret.blogspot.com
Some of them are very interesting.
Sometimes I wonder if some of them are from people I know...
...probably not.
Maybe I should send something in...

So sad.

My friend wrote this and it just breaks my heart:

2 times so far I went to court and so far both times have been nothing but BS. I know have a 3rd court date in Nebraska.....all to discuss where this court should be held. So I am going to need at least a 4th court date.

I just want to see my son. I'm not asking for much. I'm not taking my son away from his mother. I just want him to have a fair chance to get to know his father.

If you know me, or know both me and Crystal and have seen me take care of my baby or have been around me enough then you can help out.

What I need is this:

I need you to write a paragraph or two or three about what you witnesses when I was taking care of Canton. I need you to characterize me as to weather or not you think I am a fit father to take care of a 16 month old boy.

This is a serious request. I need you to take that letter to your bank or get a hold of me and i'll take you to mine and get it Notarized (that just means they look at your license or ID and verify its actually you signing the letter.
)

Also, put your address and phone on the letters if you would.

Please don't slack on this. I need these within a week or 10 days at the most.

I'm not asking anyone to lie.

Its not fair for my boy to go without me. Its been over 3 months since I've seen him or heard him. I have not even seen him walk before but I bet he is walking and running all over the place now. I have not heard him talk before but I bet he can say words now.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don't slack on this. I need your help. All I am asking is that I get to see him once in a while.

So here I am trying to write this thing in any downtime at work I have because he is the most responsible guy I know who got a little bit of bad luck.

Beautiful.

Look at this one too: Hide and Seak - Imogen Heap