Yeah... my reaction to yet another inbasket loaded with invitations to see the skank-o-matic Paris Hilton doing farm animals or something ... bah! enough already...
and for some real excitement... you could always see me [ :: mining my ear canal :: ]... as a delightful friend pointed out by sending me an image from my "last 10 minutes" page... hahahaha You are sooooo glad to know me ... aren't cha... :)
You know... you are responsible for yourself... first.
Then you are responsible for your dependants...
After that... it's really a personal choice.
People who take the worlds problems on their shoulders
are gluttons for punishment.
It's a lot like passing judgment...
Judge yourself... harshly if you want, but why?
Judge your dependants, but have a level hand... it's going to make a difference in their lives.
Judge NOT the world around you... what makes you think you're so smart?
We are citizens of the world... not it's owners.
Hey!: Do you know occipitaldruid...
Christine is her name and she posted about these boxes she's making for christmas gifting...
You should go check it out!!! [ :: click me to see Christine's box (lol) :: ]
~ blue ftls.
~ dk beige dockers
~ black t and a dk blue button up shirt... it's some material that prol'y has a special name but from my point of view it's what corduroy would look like if it were a baby... like "little corduroy" ... whatever... :D
~ a smile... promise... even though there's no smile in the pictures this morning... ~!
~ still hoping dude remembers the Sopranos DVD set... :D (fingers crossed)
~ make up the stuff I ducked out on yesterday when I left early...
~ more visio and a bunch of slides for a PPt show and tell about why we're recommending we stop doing a specific something at work in the DUMBEST possible way... weee.... fun.
~ to TURN OVER A NEW LEAF if it freaking kills me... I have to go to bed earlier... please please please self... listen to yourself for a change!!!
~ my lil sugar at home would get better and find her voice... wait... no never mind... hahha...
~ I could put on a ten gallon hat, some butt kicking boots, look kinda cool (but only for a sec) and give Deb (the incomparable nordicgrrl) several swarthy hugs... then run away. but of course, I'd be a bit awkward on the boots... and besides they're slippery when they're new... so "running away" would involve much arm swinging and falling...
~ you'd go and read [ :: this post :: ] in inspectorjury's journal...
~ loads of "get better wishes" to just1girl... chicken soup!!! and fresh fruits and vegetables... eat!
~ to extend some heart felt congratulations to princessblondie!!! go you lil'sugar... :D
~ and groovy vibes to my buddy notcharming... just 'cause.
~ oh, and a little kiss on wizbanger's forehead... (snicker)
Dear President Bush;
Please blink... enough already.
You are perilously close to becoming one of those historical figures future generations will use as examples when they say "If you had a time machine and a gun..."