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because more than one applied... [Sep. 24th, 2006|11:15 pm]






?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??

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....interesting... [Sep. 21st, 2006|08:50 pm]
[mood | contemplative]
[music |Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley]

For all those who haven't seen this article yet..

http://msnbc.msn.com/id/12023328/?GT1=8506

thoughts?

Its a touchy subject here to be sure, Poppy escaped one camp only to be re-captured and placed in Auschwitz. And he survived.

However it doesn't say how long she was married to her husband, and maybe this was her way of atonement. Interesting that this article would surface so close to Yom Kippur.
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opposite side of the spectrum [Mar. 2nd, 2006|03:46 pm]
[mood | exhausted]

http://kevan.org/nohari?view=OceansDaughter
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just because I'm curious.. [Mar. 1st, 2006|03:11 pm]
[mood | busy]

http://kevan.org/johari?view=OceansDaughter
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because I can [Feb. 6th, 2006|10:25 am]
[mood | geeky]

You scored as Psychology. You should be a Psychology major!

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Anthropology

100%

Psychology

100%

Theater

83%

Biology

83%

English

75%

Linguistics

75%

Art

75%

Sociology

75%

Philosophy

58%

Mathematics

58%

Engineering

58%

Dance

42%

Chemistry

42%

Journalism

33%

What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!<3)
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...wow.... [Feb. 2nd, 2006|04:50 pm]
[mood | peaceful]

I do believe that I am going to need someone to pour me into my car.  That was the most woooooooooonderful massage I have ever gotten in....well ever.  :-)  Not the bestest idea to have it during work hours, but seeing has how I'm outta here in 8 minutes I don't think it much matters anyway.

The massage lady, Dreama (which is her legal name) is the most unique person to be around.  Plus, hey great hands.  We spoke of scuba diving for the whole 30 minutes.  Ok, she spoke, I answered, moaned and generally drooled on myself.  But I think I got my points across.

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(no subject) [Dec. 21st, 2005|10:30 am]
[mood | contemplative]
[music |my own internal radio station (doesn't everyone have one?)]

I have walked all alone, on these streets I call home
Streets of hope, streets of fear
Through the sidewalk cracks time disappears
I was lost, on my knees on the eve of defeat
As I choked back the tears
There's a silent scream no one could hear
So far away from everything you know is true
Something inside that makes you do what you got to do

Ring them bells, ring them loud
Let them ring here and now
Just reach out and ring the Bells of Freedom
When your world's crashing down
Like you've lost every round
Stand your ground
And ring the Bells of Freedom

Up the steps of the church
Through the fields and the dirt
In the dark I have seen
That the sun still shines for the one who believes
So far away
So full of doubt and needing proof
Just close your eyes and hear the sounds inside of you

Ring them bells, ring them loud
Let 'em ring here and now
Just reach out and ring the Bells of Freedom
Yeah, when our world comes crashing down
Like you've lost every round
Stand your ground and ring the Bells of Freedom
Ring them bells, ring them loud
Let 'em ring here and now
Just reach out and ring the Bells of Freedom


Ok, I just happen to love this song. And since I know that at one time or another this was (and is) appropriate for each and everyone of us I thought I would put it up.

I had thought about putting up more reasons why I put this up. But since I suck at writing any of my feeling down, I decided against it. No need to mar the song :-)

T-minus 3 hours. :-D
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Based on True Events [Dec. 19th, 2005|09:44 am]
[mood | silly]

No shit, so there I was on the Mexican Border coming back to the US when this guy in front of me gets arrested for trying to smuggle baby squirrels over to the US, IN HIS PANTS! So here I am, being shoved by US border patrol guards to get to the guy w/ the squirrels. And there was one of the baby's with its little head poking out of the top of his pants chattering away. So this Border Patrol guard starts talking to the squirrel, having a great little conversation. Turns out the squirrel really wants to come into the US to start a cosmetics company. Something about importing herbs from Mexico to make facial masks or some shit. So mass chaos started when this guy humming the smurfs song saunters in with pieces of cheese, shaking them in everyone's face saying "Don't forget the cheese!". So in the confusion the guy w/ the squirrley pants grabs a machine gun and starts firing into the air screaming "NOBODY MOVE OR THE SQUIRREL GETS IT!!" While this was happening Chuck Norris had snuck in a side door and knocks the squirrel guy out and then rescues the squirrels from his pants. As he's doing this he proceeds to go into a rant about squirrel rights, at which point I slip past the remaining customs and patrol people to get to my car.

Based on True Events.
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