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Dear God;
May I please have this chick's butt? Damn.

 

Dreamed me Shawn & Soph were moving to get awat from butt-in-skis, but they figured it out so we said we were moving to FL instead od CO. Hilarity ensued. Weird

I just got a flash of inspiration from a tract left in my front door: a story about the whole "second coming" of some Messiah whose followers believe they're going to be resurrected after they die and brought up to Heaven. What the fanatical followers, who usually took their Bible literally — and didn't in this instance — didn't get: the dead followers are resurrected as zombies and start a world war against the members of all other religions/cults. The followers who weren't dead are suddenly faced with the realization that their religion wasn't what they believed it was and have to not only deal with zombies, but also the existential conflict of knowing that their religion perpetrated a world war, AND since the zombies won't attack them, everyone else knows they're members of this religion and aren't grateful for the havoc they inadvertently brought.

Neat, huh? I haven't written fiction in a VERY long time, and I've never written a screenplay, but I'd watch this as a movie or read the story!

Sewer Monster

"Actually, the sewer monster is made up of thousands of tiny organisms called bryozoans, or moss animacules, said N.C. State University biologist Thomas Kwak. Invertebrates, they bunch together in colonies and feed with tiny tentacles."

I think I would pretty much freak if I ever saw this.

Edit: oops, fail corrected.

Now is it possible for you to "CURE" the fact that someone poured acid on your lips and they're spread all over the place?


Grossest advert pic EVER.

Do men ever feel as completely helpless as women sometimes do? Is it purely a Western woman thing to feel not completely able to be IN CONTROL at all times?

I've actually reached a point today that the drama from my ex is finally so ridiculous that I don't even feel like dignifying it by posting about it. He's just so damn DUMB.

Someday I will stop waking up mentally fighting with my ex trying to force him to take better care of Sophia. Won't I?

reposted from paulpas :

"Online journals are little filters that we each see every one else's lives through, the parts others choose to share with us. That said, we all think we are close, but really we seldom know *a lot* about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away."


please repost so i can ask you questions too. :)

I have a great art project I'm considering doing for therapy...but the planning stage makes me feel uncomfortable...how is actually creating it going to feel?!

It's bad enough the guy putting in the new water heater is leaving my front door open while the air is on but him walking through with a lit cigarette is BS!

My hands are killing me.

Ha! I just remembered a dream: I was walking around in public naked and feeling self-confident enough to walk normally, not worried about bounce. LOL

Sprint: fix your fucking network so my texts go through on the first try already. Damn!

This is weird: I just realized I'm going to sleep thinking of happy things, with a smile on my face. I like it!

zombies?! (clicky)
( click the link!!! be AFRAID!!! )

My pickiest client, who ALWAYS finds something to change, just emailed and all she had to say was "X walked me through the X site. Kate, you did a GREAT job!"


Woohoo!!!! This site has been in the works for over 6 months and it's ready to go live as soon as the client trains their people. So nice to finish a project! Now, to get their larger, second site done.

I wish I could remember the dreams that make me delay waking till I have to wake Soph, 45 min later. Today it was serial killers. That's all I remember. Damn.

yes