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Paula Lopes


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Gender: Female
Status: Swinger
Age: 24
Sign: Libra

City: Newark
State: New Jersey
Country: US
Signup Date: 5/5/2005

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Wednesday, February 08, 2006 

Current mood:  good
Category: Music
Thursday, November 24, 2005 

Current mood:  angry
Category: Pets and Animals
Let the Turkeys Give Thanks! Let's face it: If you're eating a turkey, that's a corpse you've got there on the table, and if you don't eat it quickly enough, it will decompose. Is that really what we want as the centerpiece of a holiday meal: an animal's dead and decaying carcass? Thanksgiving is a time to take stock of our lives and give thanks for all that we have, so why not let the turkeys give thanks too? Without a Wing and a Prayer On factory farms, turkeys live for months in sheds where they are packed so tightly that flapping a wing or stretching a leg is nearly impossible. They stand in waste, and urine and ammonia fumes burn their eyes and lungs. At the slaughterhouse, turkeys have their throats slit while they are still conscious. Those who miss the automated knife are scalded to death in the defeathering tank. They're Begging Your Pardon Turkeys are “smart animals with personality and character, and keen awareness of their surroundings,” Oregon State University poultry scientist Tom Savage says. Turkeys are social, playful birds who enjoy the company of others. They relish having their feathers stroked and like to chirp, cluck, and gobble along to their favorite tunes. Anyone who spends time with them at farm sanctuaries quickly learns that turkeys are as varied in personality as dogs and cats. The president “pardons” a turkey every year—can't you pardon one too? www.peta.org
Monday, November 21, 2005 

Current mood:  sleepy
Category: Music
The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68 And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe You laugh he said you think you're immune Go look at your eyes they're full of moon You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you All those pretty lies pretty lies When you gonna realise they're only pretty lies Only pretty lies just pretty lies He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed Three buttons and the thing began to whirr And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie And she said "Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close" "Richard, you haven't really changed" I said It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet Richard got married to a figure skater And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percoator And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on And all the house lights left up bright I'm gonna blow this damn candle out I don't want nobody comin' over to my table I got nothing to talk to anybody about All good dreamers pass this way some day Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away Only a phase these dark cafe days Joni Mitchell 1970 Also covered by Legião Urbana 1992
Saturday, November 12, 2005 

Current mood:  blah

Before the Internet or Text messaging...

Before the shots and joints

Before Sidekicks & Ipods & psp

Before Playstation2 or X-BOX

Before the 5 hours of homework you put off every night...

When gas was $0.95 a gallon & Caller ID was a new thing...

When we recorded stuff on VCRs & paid $3.50 for a movie...

When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our
WALKMANS!!!


Way back...

Tag or better yet FREEZE Tag

I'm talkin' bout hide and go seek at dusk!

Red light, Green light!

Heads up 7 up!

Playing kickball & dodgeball until your porch light came on.

Hopskotch!

Mother May I?

Red Rover

Four square

Hula Hoops

Running through the sprinkler

Happy Meals where u chose a Barbie or a Hot Wheels car

Getting the privelage to sit in the front seat of the car

....Watchin' Saturday Morning cartoons

   & Price is Right...

...Hey Arnold and Doug, RUGRATS!

Gullah Gullah Island

The Big Comfee Couch

The Original Power Rangers!

Or what about... Legends of the Hidden Temple!!!
The Mysteries of Shelby WOO!
Ren and Stimpy
Global Guts!!
Double Dare!!!
Rocko's Modern Life!
AAAHH!! Real Monsters!!!
Wild & Crazy Kids!
ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK!
The Original 'All That' Cast Members!
Pete and Pete!
My Brother and Me!!
Kenan and Kel!!! lolz (who loves orange soda)
SALUTE YOUR SHORTSS
Who could forget Snick?!

& Nick at Nite! with Bewitched, I Dream of Jeanie, Happy Days, facts of life & I
LOVE
LUCY!!!

& every1 wanted to be in love after watching THE WONDER YEARS!

But the best...

Kool-Aid was the drink of the summer

Giving your friends a ride on your handlebars or spokes

Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school

Class Field Trips

When Christmas time was the most EXCITING time of the year!

When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there.

When getting high was swinging on the swingset

When $5 seemed like a million, and another dollar a Miracle.

When you begged to go to McDonalds, for dinner...EVERYDAY.

When Toys r Us overuled the "mall"

nobody had cable & people watched THE BOX on channel 25, called & paid to watch music videos!!!!

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-moe"

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "monopoly"


It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old, referred to anyone over 20.

The chance to couple skate at Skate City was like winning the
lottery....

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.

Nobody was prettier than Mom

Nobody was cooler than Dad

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people"
rides
at the fair...

remember the spice girls and wanting to be like them?

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.

 

I hate growin' up... really