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Thursday, November 05, 2009
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a good video with good lyrics by PORCUPINE TREE - TIME FLIESI was born in '67
The year of Sgt. Pepper
And Are You Experienced?
Into a suburb of heaven
Yeah, it should've been forever
It all seems to make so much sense
But after a while
You realize time flies
And the best thing that you can do
Is take whatever comes to you
'Cause time flies
She said luck is all you make it
You just reach out and take it
Now let's dance a while
She said nothing ever happens
If you don't make it happen
And if you can't laugh then smile
But after a while
You realize time flies
And the best thing that you can do
Is take whatever comes to you
'Cause time flies
And laughing under summer showers
Is still the way I see you now
How does time break down
With no marker, things slow down.
A conference of the strange
And your family is deranged
I could tell you what I'm thinking
While we sit here drinking
But I'm not sure where to start
You see there's something wrong here
I'm sorry if I'm not clear,
Can you stop smoking your cigar?
But after a while
You realize time flies
And the best thing that you can do
Is take whatever comes to you
'Cause time flies
And the coat your wore to Alton Towers
It's still the way I see you now
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Monday, October 12, 2009
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What gets into you to write this mess? I hate that I made this decision but for fucks sake I had no other option. We are oil and water you an I. I loved a lot of things about you, but no doubt I feel karma will bite both of us in our asses and we will know what each other felt like. Next time, pick up a phone or text me directly to avoid unnecessary arguing.
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Thursday, October 01, 2009
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Current mood:  optimistic
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
Sleep deprivation. Up late.. Cant sleep. Wanted to say I have a new appreciation for science and cosmology and also appreciating our species a lot more. My corn crop gave and so did my snap beans though they need more time. My sunflowers died and so I am going to havest the heads to gain some seeds. I just gotta say though. Planting sure feels terrific. Somehow I feel like it ties together with the universe in some small but significant way. There are nights I wake up with a strong pull and tug in my head and for a split second I feel like the universe wants to pull me to the earth. Back into dirt and when I realize the strange pain has passed... I feel much further from the truth. I dont want to fear death or be paranoid about whats out there or when the time will come. I just want to make sure that I never take this life of mine for granted because I know life here must be just as beautiful as whatever exists out there in the everexpanding realm of the unknown truth. I cant live if I cant embrace.
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Sunday, July 26, 2009
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Current mood:  impressed
Category: Life
Spend 2 months without the internet and you find you have more freetime than you think.
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Thursday, May 21, 2009
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Monday, May 04, 2009
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Category: Life
Frozen Turkey Dinners are a reminder of every thanksgiving holiday I've spent away from my family. Reduced to this. Slabs of turkey before me. I devour. I cry. No, I'm kidding but I really miss having my parents around me. You know... my dad showed me how to roll a joint when I was about five. That's what I call awesome parenting. I miss my father so much. He used my pinky once to pull a booger from his nose and as disturbing as it sounds to some of you... if you knew my dad, he was weird like me and it really made me laugh as a kid. Finding 'coconuts' meant looking for dandruff flakes in his hair. haha. You can see where I get my weird sense of humor from. My mother let me chew a whole pack of Fruit Stripe gum before bedtime and told me not to fall asleep with them in my mouth.... and I did just that... and the next morning she tugged on my hair full of gum for more than an hour and drove me to school frustrated and yelling and as much as I was intimidated by her, she stood up for me when my cousins would pick on me and I never forgot about that. She always looked after me. I think its not ever too late to reconcile your differences if you still have your folks living with you. It sure hurts a good deal even after years when that specific date comes around. And in my mind all I think about is how the heavens must be for a weird guy like my pop.   
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Monday, May 04, 2009
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Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
Dammit! Today I was short 3.89 at my register. Either I don't know how to count or I cannot trust in machines. It just keeps crossing my mind how I could've been short by that much. Not cents but dollars. Ay ay ay. In a way, I don't care what people think of me, but I do because I don't ever want to be seen as a thief. Woo. I mean 3 bucks right, but in my mind somewhere I feel I something so low as this puts me in the perception of a theif and I hate it. Tomorrow, yeah I will be more attentive because it just don't compute.
my worries. minuscule yet major.
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Friday, April 03, 2009
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Category: Life
This blog is for all of you wondering where I've been? I had been sick for a few days and slowly recuperating after much hydration. My kidneys are much better. Just trying to get in a good amount of work hours and taking care of my home and chores and the lovely little family I have. Last week while surfing around the net... I got one of those fake virus alerts trying to sell me something and me like a dumbass tried to esc and cancel out of it and it downloaded on to my computer so it started giving me all sorts of hell. Popups and slowing down my computer, etc. I installed several virus programs and then came to the conclusion that none of them were helping because they couldn't find the main source that was creating all that other crap. A rootkit infection. A system infection. It messes with critical files in your computer system and trying to edit or delete them results in awful consequences so my brain farting ass decides to get the files I needed offline and replace those system files... and low and behold ... my computer wont start up anymore. So I am locked out of my computer, locked out of my digital art files, of some of my photos, and all of my software. If I can't get this fixed, it means I have to start over from new. Which blows major poppycock. So, I will be forced to check my email on bobbys laptop. And as grateful that I am that I will be able to, I still cannot get used to the little nipple mouse in the center of the keyboard (sorry babe). I will check my myspace occasionally. But it will be a while before I get my PC up and running. I am going back to a time when computers were hardly around. Imagine what other stuff I will get done with all my time!!!! See you around my homeskillets! Lorie or Nerdy Berdy or Paloma Nerda (thanks Dondi)   
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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Eu entendo um pouco portuguese. Estou certa que minhas palavras são escritas mal. Mas eu tento ainda fazer-lo bem. Eu gostaria ir a Brazil um dia na futuro. Descansar na praia muito bela. Beber cerveja fria e comer fruta tropical. Ouvir música maravilhosa e jogar futebol na areia. Isto me faria muito feliz. Por agora tenho de estudar minhas frases básicas. 
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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CHARLES BUKOWSKI
462-0614
I get many phonecalls now. They are all alike. "are you Charles Bukowski, the writer?" "yes," I tell them. and they tell me that they understand my writing, and some of them are writers or want to be writers and they have dull and horrible jobs and they can't face the room the apartment the walls that night -- they want somebody to talk to, and they can't believe that I can't help them that I don't know the words. they can't believe that often now I double up in my room grab my gut and say "Jesus Jesus Jesus, not again!" they can't believe that the loveless people the streets the loneliness the walls are mine too. and when I hang up the phone they think I have held back my secret. I don't write out of knowledge. when the phone rings I too would like to hear words that might ease some of this. that's why my number's listed.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
The Genius Of The Crowd
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day
and the best at murder are those who preach against it and the best at hate are those who preach love and the best at war finally are those who preach peace
those who preach god, need god those who preach peace do not have peace those who preach peace do not have love
beware the preachers beware the knowers beware those who are always reading books beware those who either detest poverty or are proud of it beware those quick to praise for they need praise in return beware those who are quick to censor they are afraid of what they do not know beware those who seek constant crowds for they are nothing alone beware the average man the average woman beware their love, their love is average seeks average
but there is genius in their hatred there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you to kill anybody not wanting solitude not understanding solitude they will attempt to destroy anything that differs from their own not being able to create art they will not understand art they will consider their failure as creators only as a failure of the world not being able to love fully they will believe your love incomplete and then they will hate you and their hatred will be perfect
like a shining diamond like a knife like a mountain like a tiger like hemlock
their finest art
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Sunday, February 08, 2009
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Category: Food and Restaurants
Chicken and Zucchini Squash Soup This may or may not look appealing to you. But to me, this dish is holy like the never before found savior of my life. After two bowls, I felt like a fat ass because I still wanted more. More of that mouth-watering goodness. I can eat this forever. You will need:10 chicken tenderloin pieces, cooked and cut in small chunks 2 small zucchini squash cut in wedges 1 cup frozen or canned corn *pic shows white corn, either is good* 1 can tomato sauce 1 1/2 cups water Garlic Salt and Pepper to taste Preparing your chicken. I like frozen chicken tenderloins since they are more convenient. I spray PAM and cook them under medium heat until they are fully cooked.  Cut them in chunks.  Wash and cut your zucchini squash into wedges.  You will need 1 cup of corn.  Heat up your skillet on medium-high head and spray with Pam or oil if you aren't dieting. Get it nice and hot and stir fry your squash and corn until they brown all toasty and good like that!  Mix your chicken, stirfry in a pot and add 1 can of tomato sauce and 1 1/2 cups of water. Bring to a boil and add Garlic Salt, Salt and Pepper to taste. Reduce Heat to medium and let it simmer for about 5 minutes. Don't over do it, that way the squash will stay crisp yet tender. Amor! Amor! Amor!   
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Saturday, February 07, 2009
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Category: Life
 Okay, so maybe this isn't art related or interesting to some of you but I was reunited with the cleaning power of bleach and quite fascinated. For those of you who don't know... adding a little bleach to your soap water when you wash dishes helps to take ugly residual odors off dishes (e.g. scrambled eggs) and it can also clean residual stains left on plastic pitchers that are maybe used for sweet tea. Here are some other things Bleach is good for: Stop Smoking AidPut a drop or two of bleach on the palms of your hands. I dare you to light up. :)The combination smell of smoke and bleach is enough to make you sick and discourages you from lighting up again. Rejuvenate Your Wood Fence Do you want your fence to look new again? To take that grey look away from your wooden fence, spray bleach with a spray bottle directly onto your wooden fence. Instantly it brings back the wood color.
Flower Vase and Flower PreserverKeep a flower vase free from slime and stagnant water by adding a few drops of bleach to the water — it won’t harm the flowers. You can also try adding 1/4 teaspoon bleach to a vase of fresh cut flowers to extend the life of your flowers. DisinfectingMix ¼ bleach and ¾ water to use for kitchen cleaning solution. It is great to kill germs on the counter top, and stove surface. Cleaning Mildew and MoldMix ½ bleach and ½ water to make a cleaning solution for mildew, stain, tub-ring, shower curtain, shower door, and around the toilette. Weed KillerI'm talking about garden weeds, not your pot stash! ;) Use undiluted bleach to kill weeds, moss, and algae in your yard Cure Poison IvyYou must do this at the onset of the rash only. Wipe the bleach over the affected area, and it will dry up. Also, make sure you are not allergic to bleach. Cure Smelly FeetMixing 1 part of bleach with 3 part of hot water, soak feet for 10 minutes. Clean Plastic Lawn FurnitureMixing ½ bleach and ½ water in a spraying bottle and spray them down, then rise.
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Sunday, January 25, 2009
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Category: Life
Too much deceit in the world. Too much murder, rape, cruelty, scandalous shit going on everywhere and it leaves an ugly stink in our mind and conscious. What if we don't have a savior? What egos we must have to think that we are above everything in nature and that we are rulers of earth. I had a dream the earth opened and swallowed us up and we had no savior. We were just random acts of science as are the indefinite amounts of bacteria that thrive. Are we much more different? Are we not spreading? Perhaps there is a bacteria heaven? An organism heaven? A heaven for all things that thrive and live on this earth? We all want to survive and perhaps that is all we are. We have a purpose to spread and consume and destroy. purpose unknown. ... anyhow. I didn't mean to make this blog so fucking sad... BUT!!! I would like to say that I am forever grateful for the good people I know and the good people EVERYWHERE that choose to embrace love no matter what this world harbors in its dark crevices. We choose to not be part of it and we choose to trust our hearts and spirits and I'll say it again. and again. I am damn happy to know a lot of great people. Never take it for granted. What a beautiful planet. 
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Monday, January 12, 2009
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Mogwai - Travel Is DangerousWho might know of this?The notes we leftOur final thoughtsAnd we knew they'd get ours out*Sink, sink**Drowned* by our countryOld machineIs crushed and forgottenNever surface againThe air runs outThe captain's firstSo we take to memoriesAnd layers of clothesUp there the family weepsOutside .. hammersNoises sound like the endAnd we will never see themSink, sinkDrowned by our countryGreat machineIs crushed, old and rottenNever surface again..
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