January 23rd, 2007
December 31st, 2006
a current background I've made for myspace. I'm teaching myself html, so I've been crazy with all these overlay layouts....sneaking around people's profiles and changing them when they're not looking.
I have all their info, cause they all agreed to let me "pimp" their pages....as we like to call it.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
December 26th, 2006
If you'd kindly tell me what you think of my headshots, I'd really appreciate it.
The first from last one, I think is the best quality, but I wish headshots didn't have to be so "serious", ugh......
oh well......My christmas was awesome. one of the best in years.
And I'm seriously stoked for new year's. I can't wait to start over and have a clean slate.
lots of big decisions to make in 2007. Wow.
I'll turn 24 this year.
weird, weird, weird.
shit. Now i have to figure out the rest of my life.
December 20th, 2006
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December 19th, 2006
Step 2: Put it on random.
Step 3: Post the first line from the first 15 songs that play, no matter how embarassing the song.
Step 4: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 5: Cross out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 6: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING
1.Lyin', cheatin', hurtin'...that's all you seem to do.
3. I am evening the score, I am cutting the ambilical cord.
4. You can look, but you can't touch.
7. I gotta song, been on my mind.
8. baby look at me, and tell me what you see.
9. Rainstorms, take me away from the norm.
10. Well come on and tell us Johnny, what's the secret of success?
12. Empty spaces, what are we living for?
13. What I got, ya gotta give it to your mama.
14. Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head.
15. Just a steel town girl on a saturday night, looking for the fight of her life.
I feel good about this holiday, I couldn't tell you why, but I do.
I usually hate the holidays. Okay, not hate....strongly dislike, abhor, loathe, detest....blah blah blah.
For no other reason, than things just get complicated. Emotions are high, the weather is shitty, pressures of best behavior, compassion, sensitivity, hyper-awareness, finances due to splurging on presents.....it's all too much.
And then of course, the family factor.
If I had a big family, I suppose I'd go even crazier, but at least I'd be distracted. It's like living under a microscope with just my sister, greg and me.
Everything and anything that can go wrong during a holiday, probably will, and with only three people to blame, tensions rise. Even if someone just wants the entryway swept before company arrives.
Seriously, the metaphor is astounding. I hate the holidays.
Sure presents are fun, aren't they always? But with the exception of 2 things, I never need anything I get. Which I know isn't necessarily the point, and I don't mean to sound ungrateful.
Also, I'm usually single around the holidays. Call it luck, call it fate, call it whatever you want, but I'm always without someone to smooch when that shiny, glass ball comes crashing down at midnight.
Yep. I hate the holidays.
But I feel good about this one. I couldn't tell you why, but I do.