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"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before."
---Edgar Allan Poe
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Traditional Gemini Traits
Adaptable and versatile
Communicative and witty
Intellectual and eloquent
Youthful and lively
On the dark side....
Nervous and tense
Superficial and inconsistent
Cunning and inquisitive
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Jezebel has been doing something new lately. She kind of talks in series of meows, lol. It's really cute. She will kind of chatter to me, and she will stand on her hind legs and nuzzle my face. She has been doing this the past few days. I don't know what has gotten into her. I have had her since the middle of February, so this is something new. She's more affectionate than usual. It's welcome affection of course.  |
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I came home yesterday and they came and fixed the air conditioner!  Yay! Anything above 65 degrees is too hot for me, lol. I know, I am weird. Most people love hot weather, but I don't. I hate it. I am plagued with heat rashes ever year when it hits a certain degree. I called them the other day and told them what was going on. They didn't make it out that day, but they were here the next day. At least they got to it before it got hot again. |
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Sometimes I am ashamed to be a part of this country. I can't believe that the Supreme Court ruled in the Polygamists favor. That's so sick!  I am outraged! What about the childrens protection? My country is an embarrassment, and I am ashamed that our government would allow such crap. There are laws against sex with underaged teens, but they can't apply that rule to these children? This country is backwards in so many areas. |
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I have an update regarding my grandpa's brother, Craig. The hospital is going to schedule him for triple bypass as soon as possible, within the next day or two. I hope and wish nothing but the best for him!  I hope that he will be okay. He took care of me and my parents during the first few years of my life. He's a good man.  |
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| I have read the latest internet news page on the gas prices. People now have to cut costs to feed their families in order to drive to work everyday. That's sad. It's like we are being forced to choose food or gas for our cars. I did see in some places where the gas is back below $4/gallon, but it doesn't help that much. It's still out of this world. It's also bullshit. The rising gas prices have stopped me dead in my tracks, somewhat. I can't go for anymore interviews in metro-Detroit, which is kind of crushing, because I really wanted to live there. I have a lot of friends in Canada that I could go and hang out with on the weekends if I lived in Detroit. Who knows anymore? Maybe I can find temporary work over here and save up, then move over there in a few months from now. We will see. |
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To finishing off this blog, and turning 31 two weeks from tomorrow. I can't believe how fast this month has gone by. It's weird how fast this entire year has gone. Even the past 4 years have gone fast. Where has the time gone to? There are so many things that I would change if I could go back in time. I am not even going to list them, because I would just get majorly depressed. I am trying to write as many blog entries as I can each day to finish up in here and create a new blog. I still don't know what I am going to choose for a name. I need something really cool and original. I will have to give this some thought. I have 15 days to decide, lol!  I can tell that so like many of my other birthdays that I have had, that this is going to be a major "blah-fest". Oh well, I am used to it. |
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| I go to Target today to return those sandals that were killing my feet. They give me a giftcard with the refund on it. So I bought a few things with it and then got out. I am almost to my car, when I hear someone yelling, "Hey!" I turn around, and this guy asks me if I ever went to the school in my area, I told him that I went to a different school in a different area. And then he says, "Well you are a very beautiful lady, do you ever go out?" I told him that I am so busy that I really don't have the time to go out. Which was a lie. This was my way of giving him the brush off so he would leave me alone. But then he asked for my phone number, so I lied and told him that I didn't have a phone. I know that it wasn't a nice thing to do, but I don't just give random men my phone number, especially ones that chase me down in a parking lot. That right there just creeps me out. The guy wasn't my type in the first place. Plus, regardless of what the guy looks like, anyone who chases someone down in a parking lot, is a psycho. It's creepy. Plain and simple. It's like being stalked. |
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When my sisters and I were at our dad's grave on Sunday, Jill had mentioned that mom wanted to set me up with a guy that I might like. ROFLMFAO!!!!!!!  Why in the Hell would I want to date someone that my deadbeat loser mom wants to set me up with? For all I know, he's some crack-head off of the street, that smokes, and doesn't work. I make it a point to not go out with someone that a family member wants to set me up with. Never in a million-gagillion years!!!! |
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| I started off the day by going to the nail salon and getting a manicure and pedicure. I went to Target to buy some hair dye, but then later on discovered that the cashier made a mistake and I wasn't charged correctly. I was charged less than what I was supposed to be charged. I decided to deal with it later on in the day. Then I went to Kohls to buy a new pair of dress pants, and then to the hair salon to get a haircut. I finished off my day of being pampered and went to Quiznos for lunch which was about 2:30pm, which was the first meal of the day for me. I went to my grandparents house, and then went on my usual walk. I got back, and Sheila, Dan, and my niece the birthday girl had arrived shortly after I got back. I gave Jazlyn her present, which was a Princess Barbie that came with her little sister Kelly who was also dressed as a princess. Jazlyn ended up with lots of Barbies today. I left our grandparents before they did and went over to Target to straighten out the mess that occurred earlier in the day. I knew that this would confuse them, and it did. LOL! I must have been standing there for 20 minutes while they tried to figure out how to charge me properly. I ended up writing a check for the full amount that it would have been, and gave me the amount back in cash that I paid earlier. They thanked me for being so honest. I know that most people would've just let it slide, but I have too much of a conscience to let that happen. I also know how the retail business works. If something isn't rung up correctly, then it screws up the inventory. Plus, I am too good of a person to do that to anyone. I am glad that everything got straightened out. I have an interview with a mortgage company tomorrow morning. Everyone keep their fingers crossed. |
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I was at my grandparents house today and Molly dropped by while I was there. We got to talking about a lot of things. I told her about how Sheila was bragging and laughing to our sister about how she gave Dan all of the bruises that he had all over him and how she got pissed because Jill wasn't laughing about it. Then I told her about how Sheila called me a whore last week. Molly said that Sheila has no room to talk because she sleeps with everyone. I have found out that Sheila isn't as innocent as she claims to be. She also told me that our sister Jill gets pissed and ashamed because she and Sheila look so much alike and she automatically gets labeled a slut because she gets mistaken as Sheila. That would definately suck. I had no idea that Sheila slept around. If one sister does it, that's a reflection on the other sisters, most of the time. It's gross. I'm glad that I don't do that. Now I know why Sheila called me a whore, she is battling her own insecurities about herself, so she has to hurt me in the process because she hates herself for the things she has done. *SIGH*  |
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| A few days ago, I found out that my grandpa's brother Craig, drove himself to the hospital because he wasn't feeling well. The hospital has admitted him because he has congestive heart failure. He drinks a lot of alcohol. He has for most of his life. I can say that this kind of thing just runs in the family. Uncle Craig is 62, but still seems awfully young to me. All of the men on my dad's side of the family seem to suffer the same fate related to alcohol. As far as I know, my dad was the youngest victim to alcohol at the age of 49. I miss my dad everyday, and I think about him everyday. It's so depressing to see people die from alcoholism. If my Uncle Craig is in the advanced stages of congestive heart failure, then his only hope is a heart transplant. The hospital is not going to give a heart to an alcoholic who ruined his heart by drinking all of these years. I love my Uncle Craig, he used to take care of me when I was a baby, when my parents were at work. All I can do is pray for him. |
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| Well, just as I predicted, my monthly visitor came yesterday after I got back from my walk. I was so pissed that I dropped the F-bomb in the bathroom, because on the very day that I decide to wear white panties, which are new mind you, and I end up getting a blood stain in them. I come out of the bathroom with this pissed look on my face and grandma was like, "What was that all about?" I just gave a look, and she goes, "Oh" and then kind of laughed. LOL. Why am I getting my period every 24 days instead of 28 days like I am supposed to? This is the second period that I have had this month. It's weird, because I am used to getting it every 28-30 days. |
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I am so tired today. It must have been all of the stuff that I did yesterday. Going out to the cemetary to put flowers on my dad's grave, then to the family picnic where I had two full glasses of wine, and then took my usual two-hour walk afterwards. I even went to bed earlier than usual lastnight. I was pretty whipped. I am still a little groggy today, I think part of that is the PMS doing its dirty work for this month. I am supposed to start any day now. The sooner the better. Which leads me to another thought; Why in the hell do these maxipad commercials tell you to have a "happy period"?  Since when are cramps, bloating, sore breasts, fatigue, mood swings, and eating binges, considered happy times? I think someone needs to be hit over the head with a 2 x 4. I mean seriously. There's no such thing as a "happy period". I never had one in the seventeen/eighteen years of having periods. |
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We visited my dad's grave today. I cried on the way to the cemetary, but I didn't cry at the cemetary. Going out there stirred up old feelings and took me back to the horrible events of October 19, 2007. I miss dad's laugh, smile, and jokes about his friend, Fred.
The picnic went well. Lots of people and lots of food. I stuffed myself to the gills and had two glasses of Pinot Noir, a red wine. Sheila, Jazlyn, Dan, Jill, Matt, me, and my granparents were there. Sheila was bragging about beating the crap out of Dan and laughing about it to Jill. Because Jill didn't laugh about it and disagreed with her, Sheila got all pissed about it. What does she expect? Everyone to laugh along with her? Sheila's problem is beyond anger, it's more like rage, and she needs some serious help. |
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I just realized that my premium membership expires on July 15!!!! That's less then 2 months away! I hope I have the gps or the funds to keep my premium membership going.  Otherwise, all of my photo albums will disappear on me. I don't want to lose the items that I worked so hard to create. That would really upset me. If I don't get a job before then, I will have to figure out a way to keep my membership. I am a little worried. Oh what to do? |
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Tomorrow we are going to the cemetary to put flowers on my dad's grave. Grandma wants to put artificial flowers down instead of real ones.  I talked to my cousin Melissa is fashionably late! about it, and she completely agrees with me that it's a tacky idea to put artificial flowers down on a grave. Artificial flowers will sit out in the sun and fade. They will look fake. I know that my dad would want real flowers. He didn't care for artificial flowers when he was alive and he wouldn't care for them now. I told Sheila about it, and she said, "What's the big deal, she just wants them to last." I can understand, but still, it's tacky and takes the fun out of it. I can understand artificial flowers for weddings and indoor arrangements, but not for a gravesite. With weddings, you can have something to remember them and have something long-lasting by using artificial flowers, same goes for indoor arrangements. Maybe for Father's Day and his birthday, I can take some real ones out there. I am excited to see the headstone that I had picked out for him. It has his full name and year of birth and death on it, and has shamrocks on the corners on a shiny black stone. I think that dad would approve. After going to the cemetary we will be going to a family picnic for the holiday. |
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That boy looks like a freak of nature, like an alien or something. He's just weird looking, lol. Who would want to breed with him? 
All I did was toss and turn all night. I didn't fall asleep until nearly two hours before I was to get up. And all of you know what happens when you finally get comfortable and wanting to sleep, it's time to get up, which is exactly what happened. My brain was no where functional where I needed it to be. I may have bombed the testing that I went through at the interview this morning. I am not very good at written tests. 
She's just as bratty as ever, but still cute! 
Happy Birthday, Jazlyn! 
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