There are no words for the excitement that is currently inside of my body at this moment. So, I turn to the internets.

THE BEST DAY EVER


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Not many of you know this, but I was a preemie, almost three weeks early. I was born on the fourteenth of March--a good day, Pi Day--but I was supposed to be born on the first of April. Fool that I was (pun), I decided to come out early. Either that, or it was the Mexican food's fault like my mother thinks, the food she ate at the Allstate company ( Read more... )

Some things on this dark, rainy night in June.

The Disclaimer is That I'm Insane, and Also Bored

First, a beautiful man (you're welcome):


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Excuse me for having a Dwight Schrute moment, but -- Question: is it just me and my family, or do you find yourself calling your pets anything and everything but their names? I'm serious, every pet I've ever had, even when I was a toddler. Our West Highland terrier, Scotty (Registered name: Reginald Stuart McTavish the First), was "Totty-Ott" ( ( Read more... )

As most of us were in the 8th grade, I was extremely awkward, but I feel no qualms in claiming that I was probably more awkward than most. (My yearbook photo was aptly dubbed Rat-Girl by my sister.) And, I mean, I'm not exaggerating. I was incredibly skinny, had braces, limp, scraggly and frizzy hair that I had no idea what to do with, and ugly ( Read more... )

This morning I was listening to my iPod, as I do every morning on the forty-five minute drive to work, when this old Beach Boys song came on. Most of you don't know this, but when I was in first grade I was OBSESSED with the Beach Boys. Their greatest hits album was the first CD I ever owned (quickly to be followed by the soundtrack to The Little ( Read more... )

1) Answer the questions below.
2) Take each answer and type it into Photobucket or Google.
3) Take any picture from the results and post.

What is your occupation?


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Do you guys remember the Redwall books? If any of you read these as a kid, you'll appreciate this:


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I was sitting in the recliner minding my own business yesterday when my mom pops in and dumps an old box full of around two hundred old photos in my lap. "I'm gonna throw these away, so if you want some, take them now." And this is what I found:

The Ancient of Days


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I've said before on numerous occasions that I have a really bad memory. After about six months, all the little details start to slip away. I think this is part of the reason why I never get homesick. In my Advanced Composition class today we did this exercise where we had to clear our minds and then think of a memory, any memory, and it had to be ( Read more... )