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Elizabeth Grace



Last Updated: 11/18/2009

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Gender: Female
Status: Married
Age: 47
Sign: Capricorn

Country: US
Signup Date: 2/20/2007

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November 5, 2009 - Thursday 

I have a new Secret Santa and a package arrived for me today! I tore into the box, wait, gently opened the box, like an adult, not some giddy kid with a box of goodies before them, and this is what I found!



Cool stuff, right?

I have to admit that after browsing my loot, I pulled out the newspaper that the items were wrapped in, trying to get a clue as to where my Secret Santa lives. Is that wrong? 

Anyway, I realized that the paper may or may not have helped to reveal my Santa's secret identity. On two occasions this year, I've been asked by friends and fellow Secret Santa members to mail things for them, just to throw their recipient off track. One was a card and another a package, both sent to me to be forwarded from my ZIP code. Tricky Santas, eh?

In case my photo isn't detailed enough, here's what I found in today's box:

* A beautiful card with a lovely, handwritten message inside. Wise words, Santa, I will try to heed them.

* "Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage" by Alice Munro...I'm looking forward to reading it!

*A package of Shakespearean sticky notes--inside are both large notes and a bunch of colors of sticky tabs. I'll definitely make good use of these!

* Two packages of ChapStick, Botanical Medley. I'm wearing some right now.

* And last, but not least, a jar of homemade blackberry preserves. Yummy!


Thank you so much, Secret Santa!

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June 9, 2009 - Tuesday 

Current mood:  impressed
Category: Writing and Poetry
What if you had a special gift? One that you could use to make you almost limitless amounts of money? You'd use it, right? And pretty quickly, you'd have more money than you could spend. But then what?

That's exactly what Andrew Ash must decide. You see, Andrew can read minds. With just a peep, he can pick up your current thoughts and he can stroll around through your memories, too. And what he does with the information he gathers changes lives, not the least of which is his own.

Paul Chandler's novel takes readers on an adventure through corporate greed and criminal arrogance with style and guts. Actions have consequences--we all know this--but sometimes, justice needs a helping hand.
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Peeper
By Paul Chandler
Release date: 2004-09-02
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May 18, 2008 - Sunday 

Current mood:  guilty
Category: Blogging

I have a confession to make -- I am guilty of blogdicking. Now in my defense, I had no idea that what I'd done was wrong, but I'm here to stand before you and say that I am The Accidental Blogdicker.

I'd heard the term "blogdicking," of course, but from what I now understand, my previous definition of the word was at best, incomplete. I thought, in my innocent blogger way, that blogdicking was to do any of the following:
  • Leave comments on someone's blog that are only meant to direct them to YOUR blog.
  • Leave comments on someone's blog that are thinly veiled SPAM, just to sell your book or link them to some really great ringtones for their phones.
  • Hog the comment section on someone else's blog by going into looooong stories about how you've had exactly the same experience that they described in their post, only yours was FAR more interesting or you handled it in a FAR better way.
  • Reply to comments left on someone else's blog on page one, just so that YOU show up on page one, even though you got to the party late.

What I didn't know was that bloddicking is defined as replying to comments on other people's blogs for any reason at all. Well, color me red and stand me in the corner. I had no idea.

I've done this -- numerous times. Just recently, over at Mrs Clayton's blog, but she was far too much a lady to stand up, point to me, and yell, "BLOGDICKER! Beth is a blogdicker!" The Brits are good that way.

So, if I've blogdicked you, I apologize. I thought I was just making conversation. When I've hit reply and talked to someone while visiting the blog of another, I thought I was just being a nice guest, chatting with another guest (On topic, of course. I'm not a barbarian.) I wouldn't host a party and then expect that my guests speak only directly to me, but in the Land of Blog, I think that's the deal.

So, I am a blogdicker. I've dicked my fair share of blog (and yes, I like how dirty that sounds) and while I'll try to to refrain from blogdicking again, I make no guarantees. After all, I've yet to seek help. While acknowledging the problem is the first step, it's a process.

As for my blog, feel free to dick away. Chat each other up, just don't leave links for the crap you're selling on eBay. I have to draw the line somewhere.

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Hotshot
By Shaggy
Release date: 2000-08-08
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