tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58066922011-04-21T22:43:12.290-06:00It's the Road That I'm on.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comBlogger1511100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-56039528775480230342007-10-11T16:04:00.001-06:002007-10-11T16:04:55.717-06:00As I am continually forgetting to make posts here, this blog is being retired. Let's chalk it up to bad memory and my laziness. Also a large lack of decent topics. I'll be keeping my "creative writing" blog and my account. Mostly so I can harrass.... I mean.... leave comments on Josh's blogs. Erm... I love you, honey?!? ^_^So ciao peoples! It's been fun.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-50117533335306276302007-05-21T10:56:00.001-06:002007-05-21T12:23:11.800-06:00In the war against my current living situation, there is a chance that I may have victory at last. My brother and his fiancee have bought a house and will be taking possession on the first of July. This means that the apartment they're currently living in will be vacated and ripe for the taking! Though before I get too far ahead of myself by doing a happy dance and all, I still have to talk toTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-18717053743401319972007-05-15T09:36:00.000-06:002007-05-15T10:14:14.572-06:00So I've had a cold for the last few days. Not a big deal, other than I hate how raw my nose gets from the kleenex. Go home to spend Mother's Day with the family. It went surprisingly well, mother's mental breakdown aside. Yeah, Mom had a regression back into depression but fortunately has now taken steps to fix said problems. On wards! So I wake up Monday morning after sleeping for twelve Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-91472190503321801062007-04-22T16:52:00.000-06:002007-04-22T16:57:31.101-06:00We interrupt this blog to bring you this message of pimping.DeshwitatRudbichandFruitsDevilGo forth and view them! I command you!!!!And now back to your regular blog.Quote of the day:"Nothing says "unprofessional job" like wrinkles in your duct tape. "-- Enigma_Man (756516) on /.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-5739878619098978082007-04-08T12:01:00.000-06:002007-04-08T12:02:23.294-06:00Happy Egg hunt and chocolate bunny day!Now excuse me as I go watch my baby sister gorge herself on candy.Love you Josh. Happy Easter.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-8999223620903630042007-04-01T15:45:00.000-06:002007-04-01T15:48:42.168-06:00Nothing to report. Just letting my loyal readers know that I'm still alive.Love you Josh.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-69650199829454371582007-03-04T12:59:00.000-07:002007-03-04T13:21:16.864-07:00I'm back to the Red Deer area again. School wrapped up last Friday with the government exam, followed by a "We made it without murdering our teacher" drink at the bar across the road. Apparently they're very used to getting students from SAIT before the afternoon has arrived. I was tired anough that I was just glad to be out of there. Met up with my aunt down on Kenzington Road for lunch at Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-35924129724248760122007-03-01T21:00:00.001-07:002007-03-01T21:00:50.208-07:00Love you Josh!Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-47258773506653829982007-02-25T15:58:00.000-07:002007-02-25T22:29:52.164-07:00I got this from my sister Rachel and figured I'd give it a shot. Here goes nothing.IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?So, here's how it works:1. Open your music library2. Put it on shuffle3. Press play4. For every question, type the song that's playing5. When you go to a new question, press the next button6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're coolOpening Credits: Spirit in Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-50210901130598602732007-02-24T13:01:00.000-07:002007-02-24T13:50:03.512-07:00So time for another update on my life.There's only one week left in school so it's crunch time. Great part being, my immune system chooses now to crash on me. Yep, first cold of the season. But my aunt is pumping me full of vitamins and good stuff so I should improve over the weekend.Anyways, tomorrow I'm getting a chance to "get my geek on" as my uncle and I have plans to use my computer as aTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-38312927140183982162007-02-04T16:02:00.000-07:002007-02-04T16:37:32.102-07:00There hasn't been much free time in my life lately so of course other than school, I have done very little. I took third place in the Barley Compitition for the muffins that I made, won a Le Cordon Bleu dessert book. Got a new pair of headphones but I think I might have to return them since they're not fitting very well. Found a new drink that I like. Nothing alcoholic, just some sparkling Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-40071808994460069322007-01-18T15:02:00.000-07:002007-01-18T15:10:13.303-07:00BUS vs. CARRound one: BusThat's about how I feel right now. Week two of school is drawing to a close and I feel like I've been hit with a Mack truck. Class is good, our teacher, Chef Smith is strict but she's also pretty easy going too. However, being that I don't know anyone in the class, I feel like a bit of an outsider. Not that I'm part of the in crowd by any means in my normal life but Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-3889233907708957422007-01-01T17:03:00.000-07:002007-01-01T17:08:55.095-07:00HAPPY NEW YEAR!2007 was kicked off in my family by a geekfest at my parents house. There was finger foods for dinner , followed by opening some presents and then kicking the little kids off to bed at roughly 10pm so us older children could watch a movie. The cinematic selection of the night was Frank Herbert's Dune. This was of course the made for TV mini series. Sadly though, we only made itTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-24062745343279918262006-12-28T12:13:00.000-07:002006-12-28T12:35:17.973-07:00X-mas time is here again. Ok, not so much what with it being three days afterwards. Meh. Moving right along!So usually I wax poetic about christmas and all that. This year I will list what booty I have aquired so far. There would be more but my family has odd christmas traditions, such as only opening one gift a day.Christmas swag:1. Party blender from Ian. This gift is nifty because nowTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1166463936334369452006-12-18T10:40:00.000-07:002006-12-18T10:45:36.346-07:00I wandered down to the courthouse today to try and argue the ticket that I got from "The Accident". Yeah..... that went not so great. Turns out that because the ladycop put down Jan. 22 for the court date, I can't do bugger all until then. So I filled out the "not guilty" section on the back and gave it to the clerk lady and I'll get a letter sometime in the future. Hurrah for Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1164836550131654932006-11-29T14:34:00.000-07:002006-11-29T14:42:30.146-07:00So much for the new car thing. Had my first accident yesterday night and bashed it all up. I no longer have a right hand headlight and there's a chunk missing out of the front bumper. Winter time sucks. Was driving back to my aunt and uncle's place last night going south on Gaetz Ave and got to the lights on Gaetz and 28th St. Just got to the line and the light turns yellow so I go through Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1162603088435906752006-11-03T18:14:00.000-07:002006-11-03T18:18:08.446-07:00I just got a new car. 2002 Mazda Protege (sp?). Tis beige and shiny and new(to me). Quote of the day:The whole world is going to hell; and I'm driving the bus!PS: Love you KittenTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1162363640434778772006-10-31T23:31:00.000-07:002006-10-31T23:47:20.446-07:00So I went out trick or treating with the little kids tonight. First time in years that I've gone. We pulled in a decent amount of loot too. Weather was the shits but it's Alberta, what can you expect. However, some fucktards decided to ruin our evening by jumping us on the way home and stealing our candy. They shoved Becky into a hedge, Ian onto the road, knocked me to the ground and got Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1160761004798285062006-10-13T11:06:00.000-06:002006-10-13T11:36:44.813-06:00I'm back! Sort of... I'm stealing one of the computers at my parents house right now.I got all moved into Red Deer and working. Survived my first week and other than a new burn on my right forearm, things went just ducky.My car's started to crap out on my again. I'm not too sure what's going on but there's no warm air coming out of the vents when the heat is turned on. Which is annoying Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1159577293091905092006-09-29T18:41:00.000-06:002006-09-29T18:48:13.100-06:00It's been a helluva week and a bit. I write this post seated on the floor of my bedroom while in the midst of my last minute cleaning before I leave the apartment tomorrow afternoon.I got the job at Deer Park Co-op and I start on Wednesday, October 4th. I'll be living at my aunt and uncle's in Red Deer while I get settled into the job and start looking for my own place. This will be the last Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1158632692138363872006-09-18T20:13:00.000-06:002006-09-18T20:24:52.156-06:00Wish me luck everyone, I've got an interview with Deer Park Co-op in Red Deer on Wednesday at noon.Also, this is slightly after the fact but I felt it amusing enough that I should post it anyways.Roughly a week ago I went into the city to visit Erin at her new place for the first time and to pick up some paperwork needed for Apprenticeship schooling. On the drive back to Erin's apartment the two Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1158372335689820922006-09-15T20:00:00.000-06:002006-09-15T20:05:35.700-06:00Whee! I have black fingernails! Love you Josh.That is all.Quote of the Day:"I'm Saint Ignatious! Listen to me bitch! bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch...."MacHall "It's just a comic, John."Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1157757318589933342006-09-08T17:01:00.000-06:002006-09-08T17:15:18.603-06:00Right, so I hate the Alberta Apprenticeship Board. Fuckers cancelled my contract. Again. Without letting me know. Again!! I sent an application in to NAIT for the second year apprenticeship training course and I got a call back from one of the ladies in the registrars office saying that she couldn't register me because I wasn't an eligable apprentice. Ok, so now I call the AAB only to be Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1157149515928559202006-09-01T16:15:00.000-06:002006-09-01T16:25:15.940-06:00I've just gotten back from five days at my parents place and I've come to realize something. As much as my family may annoy me and piss me off, I miss them like crazy. I've been back in my apartment for about an hour and I'm sitting here crying my eyes out because it's quiet and I'm by myself and it sucks. I just got back into the rythym of living with seven other people and now I have to Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1156899648362789302006-08-29T18:56:00.000-06:002006-08-29T19:00:48.373-06:00Today's lesson. I hate dentists. It's three hours after I got out of the dentists office and I feel like shit. My whole head hurts, my jaw is aching, i'm drooling blood on my mom's housecoat and I feel like I'm going to be sick to my stomach. I never want to go through that again, ever.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1156713411682866142006-08-27T15:16:00.000-06:002006-08-27T15:16:51.693-06:00off to the parents place for the next four days. on the way out the door so will give details later.Love you Kitten.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1155594282034827182006-08-14T16:24:00.000-06:002006-08-14T16:24:42.046-06:00not dead. just offline for a bit.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1153961869120736572006-07-26T18:20:00.000-06:002006-07-26T18:57:49.220-06:00I've come to the conclusion that almost all "reality" television and talk shows are based off the idea of train wrecks. You know you shouldn't watch but you just can't look away. They're so very morbidly fascinating. They also tend to make me twitch and yell at the television in an effort to ward off "teh stupid". Examples of said shows are Dr. Phil, Oprah and VH1's Kept.In the case of the talk Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1153617699815515412006-07-22T19:04:00.000-06:002006-07-22T19:21:40.016-06:00It's too bloody hot. Inside, outside, at work, my apartment... bleh. Even having a fan isn't helping much any more.Quote of the Day:"I brought you some supper but if you'd prefer a lecture, I've a few very catchy ones prepped...sin and hellfire... one has lepers."Shepard Book - Firefly -Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1152839531160147852006-07-13T18:51:00.000-06:002006-07-13T19:12:11.313-06:00Today was my last day working with Erin. Friday is her last day but I'm off so, there we go. The job will now be much less tolerable than it was before. At least while she was there I had someone equally as insane as I was to talk to. I guess this just means slightly more trips to the city. Providing of course that the gas prices remain decent. The good news in this is that I have some Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1152562004380391582006-07-10T13:16:00.000-06:002006-07-10T14:07:08.216-06:00So either my fish tank is cursed or my corycat is a serial killer. Hitler lasted all of about three days and now has been resigned to Davy Jones' locker.Now the story behind Hitler's name....Erin went and got these three little puffer fish. She named them Edison, Einstien and some other name I forgot. When she bought the fish she was told that they were good fish, friendly around others. Turned Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1152142568935394632006-07-05T17:23:00.000-06:002006-07-05T17:40:44.260-06:00Whee. New month has started, I don't get a day off until.... well, I don't actually know. Um.... Canada Day has come and gone. Independence Day has been here.I chugged three cans of Dew Fuel at work today, therefore I'm wired enough to pick up FM. Over tired + caffeine + sugar = "wheeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" Lots of insane giggling today at the job.I'm getting a new fish before Erin moves to the city forTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1150918041186045122006-06-21T13:17:00.000-06:002006-06-21T20:55:38.126-06:00I just love headaches that are migraines but aren't. It's not because I'm not light sensitive but it is because certain sounds make me wince in pain. It also seems to come in waves or varying intensity ranging from "Feels like there's a rave being hosted in my brain" to "there's someone repeatedly poking my head in random spots but mostly right behind my eyes" and then to "my head fills like it'sTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1150243355624029312006-06-13T17:54:00.000-06:002006-06-13T18:02:35.636-06:00New song to listen to, "Baby Mine" by Allison Krauss. It's simple, sweet and it makes me cry. This is the kind of song that I like to think my mom sang to me when I was a baby but somehow I'm pretty sure she didn't. It's the sort of song I use to sing my little brothers and sisters to sleep with, the sort I want to sing when I have my own children. Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry yourTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1149902111684187012006-06-09T18:14:00.000-06:002006-06-09T19:15:11.753-06:00Adventures with MeAgain with the once a month updates. I really have very little to talk about these days.The goings on in my life have been:Went shopping a couple weeks ago. Bought a pair of pants and five manga books. Yes, I am fashion concious! Or something.Watched Seasons one and two of House MD within two days. Snapped five rolls of bag clips for work. Also mucked around with my blenderTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1146875337923356082006-05-05T18:13:00.000-06:002006-05-05T18:31:05.436-06:00Yay for once a month updates!The latest in my life: Not much.Last weekend I went down to Lethbridge to visit my friend Melissa for the baptism of her son DJ. I was the godmother. Spent three days down there. Also managed to damage the front of my car. Me thinks it's time for a new car.A few days before that I found out that my boyfriend talks in his sleep. It's quite cute but I won't embarass Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1144112956304171622006-04-03T19:02:00.000-06:002006-04-03T19:09:16.316-06:00The mud puddle is back!!!! yay!! ^_^Love you Josh.Quote of the day:"Mmmm. Desicrated egg thing."Brad Long - RestaurnantMakeoverTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1143497496557130452006-03-27T14:07:00.000-07:002006-03-27T15:11:36.700-07:00You know, I keep forgetting that I have this thing. Which of course means that I have a tad bit of writing to do. Or at least I would if I could remember everything that's happened this month. But seeing as how I have a memory like a pasta strainer that presents a problem. Biggest thing to have happened was my sister Rachel's 18th birthday at the begining of the month. Very big fuss over thatTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1141246892210161262006-03-01T13:34:00.000-07:002006-03-01T14:01:32.260-07:00Ok, so I have some updates. First off, congratulations to my best friend Melissa on the birth of her son. Born Friday, February 24th at 9:45am. He was 19 and 3/4 inches long and weighed 7lbs 13oz. I'm not sure of his name yet. Second... EEEEEEEEEEEE! I finally got my valentine's from Josh on the 27th and I love it! The card is so cute and he got me an MP3 player. It's little and blue and Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1139879377023389712006-02-13T17:48:00.000-07:002006-02-13T18:09:37.113-07:00So there's this big kerfuffle going on about some political cartoons from some Danish newspaper or something... Heh. Of course, I am on top of things as usual by following my typical method of finding things out days after they have first occured. I was watching the news to kill a few minutes and of course all three effing channels have the same damn clips about the whole deal. And, I have a Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1139523154120683922006-02-09T15:11:00.000-07:002006-02-09T15:12:34.130-07:00FUCK YOU REVENUE CANADA!Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1138909757133553982006-02-02T12:48:00.000-07:002006-02-02T12:49:17.143-07:00Correcting a mistake from yesterday's post. I failed to mention someone rather important.Love you Kitten!Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1138845947139667182006-02-01T18:44:00.000-07:002006-02-01T19:05:47.150-07:00I really don't update this thing often enough. And I've got body glitter all over. More on that later.Interesting things I have done as of late:Well, I managed to read five novels in the last.... four days. I've got two more here, one in transit to the library for me and I'm probably going to request a few more when the TRAC system is back up. Apparently it's down until Friday. For those Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1137549176050357442006-01-17T18:41:00.000-07:002006-01-17T18:52:56.060-07:00A brief update.Dead fish. Betta died from causes unknown. Doesn't seem to be anything contaigious as corycat is much alive and well. Not sure if I will get a new betta yet. Miss him though. Was pretty and fun to watch.Heat issue is not fixed yet. Am regulating heat by means of shut off valve in bathroom.Made 103 kolachi(round braided bread) yesterday. Also gave self 2nd degree burns on Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1137013648616188032006-01-11T13:39:00.000-07:002006-01-11T14:07:28.676-07:00I am going to die..... It's roughly -10 outside, give or take. Inside my apartment? It's plus fucking 25! Dear god! There is something very wrong here. The thermostat is set at 15. My chocolate is melting. This means I am not happy. Josh would be if he were here, but that's got very little to do with the chocolate and lots to do with the lack of winter clothing currently upon my body. Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1136056839193521062005-12-31T11:52:00.000-07:002005-12-31T12:20:39.256-07:00I've been poking around the Dove website the last couple of days and I applaude what these people are doing. They promote being yourself. This is myself. I'm 23 years old. I've got blue/green/grey eyes. I wear glasses and had braces at one point. I wear a retainer now. I have eight ear peircings and a tattoo on my right thigh and I want more. My skin is pale because I don't want to tan. ITeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1135815180850703162005-12-28T16:39:00.000-07:002005-12-28T17:13:00.916-07:00Ok, time for the post Christmas update. I got together with my family and extended family (Dad's side) on Christmas Day and all was well. Surprisingly we all went two whole days together without any major arguements. I was pleasently shocked by that. There was no nagging from my grandmother, no bitching from my mom, none of my aunts argued. The dinner went quite well, though I ate barely Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1135479925050508422005-12-24T19:49:00.000-07:002005-12-24T20:05:25.060-07:00It's a little christmas for me this year.Just wish that Josh was here now. Would be much better that way.I'll be home for Christmas,You can count on mePlease have snow and mistletoeAnd presents 'round the treeChristmas Eve will find me,Where the love light gleams,I'll be home for Christmas,If only in my dreamsIf only in my dreams.Merry Christmas everybody, I just hope it's going a little better Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1134926408416220002005-12-18T10:18:00.000-07:002005-12-18T10:22:54.270-07:00I just had to show this off.Yummy! And all mine.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1134785770098720442005-12-16T19:15:00.000-07:002005-12-16T19:16:10.106-07:00bored out of mind.thank you, that is all.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1134571141852699052005-12-14T07:12:00.000-07:002005-12-14T07:39:01.946-07:00Erin and I are going to brave the elements and go Christmas shopping today. My goals are X-mas tunes, a gift for my baby sister/goddaughter, something to give to the grandparents(that's going to be fun), and to find a pen for Josh. Oh and some more decorations for my apartment as it's looking rather.... sparce. Charlie Brown christmas sort of thing. I'm debating if I should make a fool of Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1134012837727242722005-12-07T19:52:00.000-07:002005-12-08T12:54:40.483-07:00First, I love my Josh.Second, there's this little video that I just have to share. Time to share the joy known as.... porn! Interpret that as you will.Quote of the day:"Girl on girl on girl on girl on girl on guy on sheep"Internet Porn - Da Vinci's NotebookTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1133649830915169352005-12-03T15:09:00.000-07:002005-12-03T15:43:50.960-07:00Not exactly cheerful right now. This being my first christmas really away from home and the reality of it is hitting a little too close to home. Twenty two years of christmas with family will kind of do that to a person. Granted that my extended family will be getting together in Edmonton on Christmas Day, or so I've been told, but that's not what I mean. When I moved away from home my Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1133560729514637112005-12-02T14:55:00.000-07:002005-12-02T14:58:49.526-07:00Mine!See that? Yup, mine. All mine. And I love him.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1132180640634368382005-11-16T15:00:00.000-07:002005-11-16T15:37:20.706-07:00Today's update is courtesy of the Fashion File, airing on CBC Television, Wednesdays at 2:30pm.Every so often I like to watch this show, so this edition seemed like a decent idea. While I do enjoy the decadence of seeing what's out there on the market, some little "issues" did arise while watching the ladies of the runway.One, hair. What is with every bloody model having long hair? You people Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1132020366395953742005-11-14T18:35:00.000-07:002005-11-14T19:06:06.456-07:00I actually remembered some of a dream from last night. It had something to do with Amazon warriors worshipping a peanut butter sandwich. And the villian was one of those plastic bears filled with honey. Anyone care to interpret that for me? I think I was hungry. I don't know.Josh told me that I'm not allowed to drive his car because last night he dreamt that I got it stuck in mud. Silly Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1131409723806348822005-11-07T17:06:00.000-07:002005-11-07T17:28:43.830-07:00Wow, two updates within two days. Whatever is this world coming to?Day one of two days off from work. Started out with a lovely pounding headache right when I woke up and it hasn't really left yet. Took some Tylenol, will have to take some again soon. Actually, I think I'll take it now. Much better. Peeked out the window after rolling out of bed. It snowed last night, the ground is white.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1131321294763517962005-11-06T16:54:00.000-07:002005-11-06T16:54:54.780-07:00I love Josh.Just thought I should make that clear.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1130463316747937762005-10-27T18:58:00.000-06:002005-10-27T19:36:03.496-06:00Warning: The following is just venting and is not intented to offend anyone that may read it. I just needed to blow a little steam off.I'm sitting here, trying to wrap my head around it but I just can't. What is so bad about hunting?Somehow it got brought up at work, for roughly the umpteenth time, and yet again everybody's all "OMG! Hunting is teh evil!" I really fail to see the big deal. Or Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1129842213711274952005-10-20T13:56:00.000-06:002005-10-20T15:03:33.753-06:00Ta da! An update!I start this with "Hi kitten!"*wave*In all honesty, I really have very little to say, just figured that I should let any readers I have know that I'm still around and kicking. I'm sure once the antics of this weekend are over I'll have material to work with and blab about for a bit.Recently I'm getting along with the maternal unit a bit more. Though this could be yet another Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1128800608512998762005-10-08T13:39:00.000-06:002005-10-08T13:43:28.520-06:00Good thing:Getting off work early.Better thing: getting off work early and talking to my boy.Quote of the day:"Pour yourself over me, until there's nothing left to seeI like the way you move in the dark,I like the tension, the tension and the spark."I like the way - Darren HayesTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1128716512798403202005-10-07T14:06:00.000-06:002005-10-07T14:21:52.863-06:00This being the week before Canadian Thanksgiving, we've had quite a lot to do at work. That being said, I think it's also safe to say that the work load has destroyed what little sanity still remained in our department. My boss has started singing songs, which leads Erin and I to join in. These are not just ordinary songs. No, these are the likes of children's songs and campfire songs. Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1127771554600581292005-09-26T15:45:00.000-06:002005-09-26T15:52:34.610-06:00I did it! I finally found a use for the 55 dollar bottle of perfume sitting around in my bedroom! Most of you are probably going "Oh, so you're wearing it now. About time." Not so my friends! I'm using it as a sort of air freshner. This would be mostly because I have none of the real thing and hey, Indecence by Givenchy smells a whole lot better than mold. And now my garbage can smells Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1124998106656554002005-08-25T13:14:00.000-06:002005-08-25T13:28:26.660-06:00Things that I dislike:- slimy things in the bottom of my fridge that I can no longer recognize- bitchy phone calls from mother- gas prices- new job hours (4am hurts)- brain freeze- bashing my shins into things at work- sore muscles (no, not the seafood)- bills- losing dipstick/measure for oil pan in car- locking self out of apartment three times in one month- nagging relatives- rocks in my shoes-Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1121819543419997352005-07-19T18:28:00.000-06:002005-07-19T18:32:23.426-06:00This is to my one and only. My Josh. MUAH! I love you.Quote of the day:"Pour some sugar on meOoh, in the name of lovePour some sugar on me,I can't get enough"Pour some Sugar on me - Def LeppardTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1120594100846473652005-07-05T13:40:00.000-06:002005-07-05T14:08:20.883-06:00CrackerJack Driver's License(or why I need to pay attention more often):Reason for above statement? I ran into the wall at work with a bread rack, which rebounded and hit me in the leg. Fun!New things that I have seen: Drunken Ukranian dancing and bands - This previous weekend, along with being July long weekend and Canada Day and whatnot, was the Pysanka festival. Whee... or something. Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1119142928105173032005-06-18T18:59:00.000-06:002005-06-18T19:02:08.113-06:00Fucking small town, inbred, unwashed, penny pinching hicks! FUCK!All I wanted to do was run into the IGA real quick and buy some milk. What happens? I get fucking stuck at the till waiting while these two morons have to wait for the total to come up and then fucking count out all their coins before they pay up! Just give the damn cashier 60 fucking dollars and get your change back assholes! Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1118700212061144062005-06-13T15:05:00.000-06:002005-06-13T19:39:46.593-06:00Ah ha! An update!Just thought I'd let people know I'm still alive... sort of... maybe... not really? Right, undead status aside, life is putting along at it's typical speed. Something akin to molasses in January. Ok, so maybe it's a little faster than that. Anyways, my burn(or burns) have healed fairly well. I figure a couple months before the scars fade. Also, today I made an attempt at Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1118083492598879812005-06-06T12:39:00.000-06:002005-06-06T12:44:52.603-06:00I've gone back home for a little visit and I know why I moved out. I've been here for three days and I can't wait to go home. The noise is driving me nuts. But also, I don't know how many more times I can listen to my mother bitch about her relationship with my dad before I just snap and tell her to fuck off. I'm sick of hearing it. Thank god I'm going home this afternoon.Quote of the day:"Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1117575820380926032005-05-31T15:39:00.000-06:002005-05-31T16:26:14.066-06:00Would whoever is in charge of fates or destinies or what ever, do me a really big favor and FUCK OFF! I'm sick of you screwing with my life and my head! Go find somebody else to play mind games with, you ass. Fuck you. And while you're at it, quit fucking with Josh's life too. Just leave us alone.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1116622443264388592005-05-20T14:46:00.000-06:002005-05-20T14:54:03.270-06:00Well, I found out why my fridge smelt so odd lately. Turns out I had a little pack of strawberries that got shoved to the back and were now growing winter coats. Now that was nasty. Threw those out and now the fridge smells fine. I have a really bad habit over forgetting about food.... Need to write myself post-it notes or something.Quote of the day:"Why thank ye, Jack.""You're welcome""Oh, Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1116194794785727812005-05-15T15:48:00.000-06:002005-05-15T16:06:34.790-06:00It's Alive!!!!! Sort of.... *ahem*Ok, so everybody's probably looking for an explanation for the lack of updates. And that would be... Well, I forgot to make them. So there you go.Quote of the Day:Evil Overlord ListItem #104"I will instruct my guards when checking a cell to look for the chamber pot. If the chamber pot is still there, then the prisoner has escaped and they may enter and Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1112482053277894082005-04-02T15:33:00.000-07:002005-04-02T15:47:33.276-07:00Born: Karol Jozef Wojtyla May 18, 1920Passed Away: Pope John Paul II April 2, 2005Eternal rest grant unto him , O Lord, and may perpetual light shine upon him.May his soul and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God,Rest in peace. Amen.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1110927005633935802005-03-15T15:24:00.000-07:002005-03-15T15:50:05.636-07:00Thank god for little sisters!!!Due to me really not paying attention to my bank account again, I was in danger of having my car insurance cancelled due to late payment. My little sisters just agreed to lend me the money to pay it. I love them to pieces! muah! Hugs and kisses to them both!A slightly more serious note, Nicole's not been doing so well the last couple of days. No one's sure what's Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1110660894472312652005-03-12T13:39:00.000-07:002005-03-12T13:54:54.473-07:00There's a playground just behind my apartment building. "Spring" thaw has started and this playground is currently dominated by two huge puddles. One is directly underneath and surrounding the playground equipment. The other is right behind where we park our cars. Each day I come home from work, get out of my car and am suddenly so very tempted to revert back to my childhood and go jump in the Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1110142032925272082005-03-06T13:10:00.000-07:002005-03-06T13:47:12.930-07:00It's been a while since I've made an update. Mostly because I keep forgetting about this thing. So here we go, an update.I was lucky enough to get this weekend off, which of course is much happy for me. But, not only was it a weekend off, it's a weekend off after payday! Very happy! And so without further ado I present the theater production, live from Broadway: Three Co-op girls go to the Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1108638360611024522005-02-17T04:02:00.000-07:002005-02-17T04:06:00.613-07:00Today's lesson: Pay more attention to bank account balance.It's a bit of a shock to go to pay a bill and discover you have a grand total of 2.60 to your name. Guess Telus has to wait a few days.Quote of the day:"Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you.You are my only one.I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do.You are my only, my only one."Only One by YellowcardTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1107605861295544692005-02-05T05:09:00.000-07:002005-02-05T05:17:41.296-07:00And suddenly I am reminded as to why I've been going to bed around 9pm as of late. The reason? I don't fuction worth a shit on less than 7 hours sleep! And stupid me, I went and hung out with people from work last night. Didn't get home till 11:30. God, I need caffine and I need it bad. Not that it wasn't fun, it was. A chance to see people outside of the work enviroment is always Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1105705182084907252005-01-14T05:08:00.000-07:002005-01-14T05:22:59.886-07:00Not sure what's going on but the last few nights I really haven't slept worth a shit. I keep waking up and I'm not sure why. I know it's not related to the neck thing because it was happening before that. Needless to say, work's gonna be pretty interesting. Maybe I'll head to be early tonight, I don't know. The trouble with this is that by the time I get home I've usually caught my second wind. Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1105564116683013062005-01-12T13:03:00.000-07:002005-01-12T14:08:36.683-07:00Today's lesson: Abrupt movements are bad.
So last night around 7ish, I turn around to try and find a pen and what do I hear? This ominous cruching sound in my neck. This of course followed by pain. Joy of joys, I put out my neck. One trip to the ER later, I've got ibuprofen and intructions to ice my neck. Doctor says it's a muscle spasm. I say it's worse. I managed to book an appointmentTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1105272768066741542005-01-09T05:09:00.000-07:002005-01-09T05:12:48.066-07:00blregh..... First day at new work place, didn't sleep worth a shit and I have no idea why. I kept waking up. I am gonna be so wasted by the end of my shift. Looking forward to bed again already. Not that that's any different from most days that I work. Oh well, I have coffee brewing. mmmmm caffine....
Quote of the day:
"The great thing about Glasgow is that if there's a nuclear Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1105207638073187502005-01-08T10:41:00.000-07:002005-01-08T11:07:18.073-07:00Well loyal readers(that I know are just a figment of my imagination.... but anyways!), much has happened these past few... is it days or weeks? Whatever. On with the show. So I've moved, again. Now instead of Screendoor in the wind, Alberta(translation: Rimbey) I am now living in Eggville(Vegreville). This town's claim to fame is that it is the location of the world's largest Pysanka. Now I know Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1104019837256336162004-12-25T16:29:00.000-07:002004-12-25T17:10:37.256-07:00Hello good readers!
The season is upon us once again and what does this mean? Rum! OK, so maybe not. But it is rather tasty in eggnog. No, my friends, it is Christmas, a time of gathering with family and friends to share in each others company. Now anyone reading this is probably wondering just how much rum and eggnog I've had by now. The answer being none as of yet. Over the course of theTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1103590507963128822004-12-20T17:54:00.000-07:002004-12-20T17:55:07.963-07:00Blargh.......Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1102294085001774262004-12-05T17:28:00.000-07:002004-12-05T17:48:05.000-07:00Ladies and gentlemen,
Winter has arrived in Alberta and is probably here to stay. Here's hoping, because Christmas just isn't Christmas without a good foot or five of snow.
I ventured outside my apartment for the first time in about 24.... ok more like 34 hours and was greeted by four inches of snow and a lovely tempurature of what felt like about -20 or so. Note to self: wear the baggy Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1101930622334468022004-12-01T13:49:00.000-07:002004-12-01T12:50:22.333-07:00So much to say, no drive to say it. Feh. Maybe later?
Quote of the Day:
I have not failed. I've just found 10 000 ways that don't work. - Thomas Edison.
Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1100551696728559272004-11-15T13:34:00.000-07:002004-11-15T13:48:16.726-07:00I can't feel half of my right cheek. No wonder the dentist recommended soup until the freezing wears off. I could probably bite through my cheek and wouldn't know for two hours. or until blood loss made me dizzy...
Quote of the day:
Are those your eyeballs? I found them in my cleavage.
Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1099982046914253052004-11-08T23:25:00.000-07:002004-11-09T00:01:56.076-07:00Ladies and Gentlemen,
Allow me to introduce you to one of the most effective methods of torture there is on the face of the planet. What is this vile procedure, you may ask? Well I present to you.... The Song
Enjoy.
Quote of the Day:
I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it.
Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1099364226295818412004-11-01T19:33:00.000-07:002004-11-01T19:57:06.296-07:00Well crap. I forgot to post on Halloween. Actually I've just plain been forgetting to post at all. Meh, you have to have something to talk about to post on a Blog. And trust me, when you work in a warehouse not much happens for you to talk about. Unless you count falling off a shelf and catching your leg on the steering wheel of your cart. Made a nice bruise. Let's see.... what else? Oh Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1098577385597716512004-10-23T18:19:00.000-06:002004-10-23T18:23:05.596-06:00Well, I'm back in Calgary. Weee..... or something like that.
Oh and I also have blue hair now. W00t!
Quote of the day:
Sex is not the answer. YES is the answer, sex is just the question.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1098124951470918332004-10-18T13:28:00.000-06:002004-10-18T12:42:31.470-06:00There is nothing more boring than sitting on the phone for twenty minutes having your mother lecture you on how you should be making changes to your life. More specifcally, on how you keep things organized. I've just been bitched at about my kitchen counters, my bathroom, my closet and my bedroom floor. My dear god. Woman could talk the ears off a stone donkey. "You should start making listsTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1097533059001668432004-10-11T16:17:00.000-06:002004-10-11T16:17:39.000-06:00HAPPY TURKEY DAY!Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1097226705407881552004-10-08T02:20:00.000-06:002004-10-08T03:11:45.406-06:00I was laying in bed, staring at the ceiling and doing a little thinking. Probably the wrong hour for that but oh well. I was wondering, what would my life be like right now if I had stopped using the Internet after I finished high school. How would things be different? Would I be like so many of my "peers", married by now and on my way to raising my 2.3 children in the little house with the Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1096881042622469722004-10-04T03:08:00.000-06:002004-10-04T03:10:42.623-06:00Fuck this is the most ungodly hour to be waking up at. My alarm clock should not be going off at 2:50 am. And people wonder why I look like a zombie by the end of a shift. Go figure!
Gotta go, bus is here.
Quote of the Day:
Life's a bitch and then you die.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1096717185200423432004-10-02T05:38:00.000-06:002004-10-02T05:39:45.200-06:00*insert swearing here* I slept through my alarm!!!! Now I gotta wait for the 7:30 bus to the fricking warehouse. I am in looooootsa trouble now, me thinks. *sigh*
Quote of the Day:
Damn right I'm good in bed. I can sleep for days.Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1094664125329245402004-09-08T11:02:00.000-06:002004-09-08T11:22:05.330-06:00Okies, update time.
I'm back on public access due to my computer processor attempting to fry itself. It was doing a very good job too. I shelled out(or rather, will shell out) 100 clams for a new one, leaving me with a little less cash but a little more HAPPY! So now, I gotta wait a bit and then pick up a shiney new heatsink and fan to go with it so as not to cook the new processor. What Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1094524650793911962004-09-06T20:32:00.000-06:002004-09-06T20:37:30.793-06:00Well I have good news and I have bad news.
The good news is my computer issues seem to be over. The bad news is.... well, the computer's out of commission. I'm currently at Kirk and Corwins in the basement. Kirk is over on the table working on the little shit box. Thus far, no luck. So who knows, I might just be computerless again. This is something I can fix, however it requires money. Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1093451875998632932004-08-25T10:21:00.000-06:002004-08-25T15:15:19.130-06:00Do I have a sign on me somewhere that says "I like mental stress. Yes please fuck up my day"???? Damn it! Also I've decided that "Federated Co-op Lmt Trainee" translates to "FCL Whore". Or at least that's what they seem to think.
Welcome to the latest installment in the wonderful soap opera "As the Oven Turns".
Work goes about as usual until roughly 8:30am when Chris comes into the bakery Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1093024793738223702004-08-20T11:23:00.000-06:002004-08-20T11:59:53.736-06:00My god, the things some people will do. I got bored so while I ate lunch I did a little channel surfing, on my oh-so-many channels, and ran across TLC. Ok, they've usually got something fairly mind-numbingly interesting. Like that Trading Spaces or While You Were Out. However that wasn't what was on. It was some show called For Better or Worse. Plot of show? Couple ready to wed pick a teamTeresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806692.post-1092900219297502952004-08-19T01:13:00.000-06:002004-08-19T01:30:08.130-06:00Bored. bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored.......
Ok, you probably get the point. It's 1:12am, I've got roughly a half hour before I have to leave for work. Nobody's been on the last couple of hours and I've run out of things to do to keep myself occupied. I'd take a nap to kill time but I don't have enough of it to spare. My playlist has run through three times now Teresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02044838405795623532noreply@blogger.com