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December 31st, 2006

(no subject) @ 01:47 pm

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: bouncy dying of laughter
I'm listening to:: Five cha-a-a-arles dickens!

In 2007, owlmaid resolves to...
Start a hekate fund.
Learn to play the porn.
Volunteer to spend time with owls.
Go to angst every Sunday.
Cut down on my reading.
Put fifty mary poppins a month into my savings account.
Get your own New Year's Resolutions:


Yeah! That's me! I'm going to "PLAY THE PORN!!!" oh, wait it's Sunday, first I have to "go to my angst".


And I'm posting this again because I love it:

On the twelfth day of Christmas, owlmaid sent to me...
Twelve owls singing
Eleven quotes writing
Ten democrats enchanting
Nine books acting
Eight unicorns a-reading
Seven chickens a-teaching
Six lesbians a-performing
Five cha-a-a-arles dickens
Four totem animals
Three gay rights
Two les miserables
...and a feminism in a bellatrix/ginny.
Get your own Twelve Days:
 

December 26th, 2006

Hurray for the LittleBIG things in life! @ 05:41 pm

Current Location: Home in Oxford
I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: thankful thankful
I'm listening to:: Do You Hear What I Hear?- Martina McBride

Merry Holidays everyone!!!

I got back from visiting relatives in Wisconson, and actually had a really good time. All of Mom's sisters and brothers were there, at least for a little while. Mom's got eight other siblings, six sisters and two brothers. All together with 13 cousins. Most of them young, yes I was around little kids and neither scarred them or myself for life!!! Success!

My uncle Mike dressed up as Santa Clause. He's in a wheelchair and it's so great how the little kids loved him. Tia actually said, "I know it's you Uncle Mike!" and not for the fact that he was in a wheelchair, but- "I can see your real beard!" We all had a great laugh after that. After we opened presents, the little kids all ran off to either swim or sleep. I was going to swim, but I forgot my suit, and kept ahem, popping out of my mom's. =0

I was disapointed at the time, but now I'm glad I wasn't swimming:

My Christmas Miracle (that has nothing to do with the iTunes gift certificate or other presents, although they rocked too:)Collapse )I hope everyone else's was just as good!
 

December 17th, 2006

This is TOO FUNNY: @ 03:10 pm

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: amused amused
I'm listening to:: On My Own- Eponine

On the twelfth day of Christmas, owlmaid sent to me...
Twelve owls singing
Eleven quotes writing
Ten democrats enchanting
Nine books acting
Eight unicorns a-reading
Seven chickens a-teaching
Six lesbians a-performing
Five cha-a-a-arles dickens
Four totem animals
Three gay rights
Two les miserables
...and a feminism in a bellatrix/ginny.
Get your own Twelve Days:
 

November 15th, 2006

Picture I Took at Mt. Chea @ 05:50 pm

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: nostalgic nostalgic

 

November 10th, 2006

hungry.......... @ 09:19 pm

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: aggravated aggravated
I'm listening to:: growling of stomach

Yeah, just spent time preparing dinner, (and hopefully will have leftovers so I don't have to cook for days!) walked in to see if it was done, realized I did not turn the oven on.

Great. Bla.
In other news:

You have a 53% chance of going postal!

Ooo, over a 50% chance. That's a bad sign, dude. Better get a hobby. Not hunting. May I suggest needlepoint?

How Likely Are You to Go Postal?
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Which Star Wars Character Are You?
Your Result: Princess Leia

Congratulations, you are a princess! That means you are often bossy and a bit of a snob. However, you are mindful and helpful of the little people in the galaxy.

Jar Jar Binks
Luke SkyWalker
Yoda
Han Solo
Darth Vader
Boba Fett
Jabba the Hutt
Which Star Wars Character Are You?
Create Your Own Quiz



Who are you from Monty Python and the Holy Grail?
Your Result: You are King Arthur!

You are an idealistic king, but not vvery bright. You hate the French and all those bloody peasants. If you're not wandering around the countryside looking for knights to join the round table, you're n good mandated quests. You also have a keen ability to distinguish between African and European Swallows."Well, u-- um, can we come up and have a look?"

You are Sir Robin.
You are Sir Beoeyere!
You are French!
You are Sir Lancelot!
You are the Black Knight!
You are the Rabbit!
Who are you from Monty Python and the Holy Grail?
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November 5th, 2006

(no subject) @ 11:43 am

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: blank blank

I found the lyrics from an old version of "Return of the King". I wish I could find the actual song somewhere. *sigh* My version cuts off.

Roads go ever on and on
To the land beyond the sea.
On a white ship will I sail,
Watching shadows part for me.

Leaving Havens grey with rain,
Now that years have slipped away,
Leaving friends with gentle pain,
As they start another day.

Roads I traveled I must leave
For I've turned the final bend.
Weep not empty tears but grieve
As the road comes to an end.

It's so easy not to try
Let the world go drifting by.
If you never say hello
You won't have to say goodbye...
 

(no subject) @ 11:39 am

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: lethargic lethargic
I'm listening to:: There's More To Me Than You (ballad)- Jessica Andrews

I'm leaving for Mt. Chea in a few hours. I'll be gone till Tuesday. I have to get out of this ditch, this slump, I'm stuck in. If anything can help, this will. I've been thinking, and if I'm still the same, worse when I get back... I may need to check myself into a hospital. It's not that I want to kill myself, it's that I can't go on like this, that it can't be possible to be stretched any more than I already am, it would have to kill you, I can't imagine it being possible to live like this. It can't be. I know now that play was bad for me in the long run. I've lost too much sleep, I can't concentrate, I'm crying all the time because I have no energy to keep the tears back. I wake up more tired than when I went to sleep, night after night. I'm hallucinating constantly; I have been for two weeks now. Most of them aren't scary, but strange and distracting. Seeing atoms move, bright dots turning into shapes. The worst ones right now are the ones when I close my eyes, I see something shooting at me. I immediately open my eyes so it doesn't hit me. I know logically it's not going to hit me, but my first instinct is to open my eyes. And the crowd voices. I hate those.
I'm scared.
And I miss my cat so damn much; everytime I think of her it feels like a stab in my heart, bleeding. I'd like to try to reach out spiritually, but I'm so tired and I'm scared of messing up, of reaching something I don't want to reach. I want to pray, but I'm not sure what I want to pray for. Or to who. I'm hoping the mountains and the trees will help me sort all of this out.

And I've decided, if my dad tries to drive drunk again, or if he's literally driving my crazy, I'm stealing his keys and driving down the mountain myself. My mom is going to be in Atlanta, about four hours from Mt. Chea, and she told me that if I have any problems and need to leave, she'll drop what she's doing and come and get me. But, hopefully it won't come to that. I don't think it will.

I'm off to check my stuff, make sure I haven't forgotten anything. I'll write when I get back.
 

October 31st, 2006

Crossing to the other side @ 07:25 pm

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: crushed crushed
I'm listening to:: The Crossing- from "Big River"

She'd been so sick for so long. I knew this was coming. It was my decision. She was in too much pain, all the time. It killed me to see her like that. So, today I brought her to the vet and we decided... that it was time to let her go. She'd had thirteen good years and there was nothing else we could do. We had to put her to sleep.

I know it was best, but I can't stop crying. She's my baby, I've lived most of my life with her. She was always so sweet and so patient. I walk in the door... and she's not on my bed, she's not begging for extra food, she's not purring... I miss her so much

 

October 27th, 2006

Amazing Grace @ 07:42 pm

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: thankful thankful
I'm listening to:: Amazing Grace- Judy Collins

I was in a really bad wreck today. I don’t fully remember what happened; I must not have seen the other car coming. There’s a gap in my memory, I remember getting ready to cross the highway and then I remember a loud thud and glass shattering all over me. Then, my car was still moving, moving off the road, and the brakes weren’t working. I moved it into Park and it stopped. And then there’s another gap- I don’t know how long I sat there, but then a man came and opened the door and helped me out of the car. He asked if there was anyone else in the car, and I said no. I could tell I was shaking like mad, but I felt strangely numb. The only clear thought in my head was, There’s glass all over me. I knew the window shattered and I was in a wreck. The other car was a Jeep and it didn’t have a scratch on it, my sister and my dad both told me. The driver of the other car hurt her foot, sprained it, I’m not sure how. I heard the person helping me out of the car say to one of the police officers that he thought I was in Shock, which I guess I was, but the fact that I remember him saying that suggests otherwise. The medics came and asked if I was hurt and I said no. The medic said that I’d probably hurt later and I should get checked out if I did. He said I was lucky, that impact was huge. The police officers kept saying that too. I didn’t realize how bad shape the car was in till I stood up and walked to the other side. The car was totalled. No chance. The doors were completly smashed in, the front seat was pushed in and into the back seat, the roof was dented in, the windsheild was cracked, there was glass everywhere from the side windows smashed, and the front tire was completly flat. It took a while to get the Insurence card out because the door prevented us from getting into the glove compartment. The car was totalled. I must have smacked my shoulder pretty hard, a little while later it started to hurt, and got worse and worse. I didn’t want to go to the ER or Urgent Care but when I started crying when my dad barely touched my shoulder, they made me go. I went to Urgent Care and they did a bunch of X-rays and I don’t have any broken bones, but my left shoulder and upper arm are badly sprained. The doctor gave me some anti-inflammatories and some for the pain. I guess I’m still in a kind of shock, my mom and my sister were both crying so I tried not to. It’s just now sinking in that I could have been killed; I narrowly dodged death. Although it was sinking in, I did start crying and shaking again when I was in the shower, combing glass out of my hair.

I spent a while with my sister at her house, watching Grey’s Anatomy and eating. She dropped me off home later and after I took my dog out, looked for my cat, and put my purse down, I went outside

And cried.
And started to dance around the yard.
And took my shoes off, got my iPod.
And resumed dancing.
By then it was past dark, so I picked up my shoes, got my dog,
And sang what verses I remembered of Amazing Grace over and over.
 

October 20th, 2006

100 Most Often Banned Books @ 05:32 pm

I either feel or want you to think I'm feeling:: accomplished accomplished
I'm listening to:: Manic Monday- Bangles

I found a site with: The 100 Most Frequently Challenged Books of 1990–2000

And I have already read 46 of them!!! And I own a few more, I just haven't read them yet.

The 46 I Have ReadCollapse )

The Ones I Haven't ReadCollapse )
 

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