tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58743942011-04-21T19:23:47.105-05:00a girl to rememberBeckstraordinaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789420813176307069noreply@blogger.comBlogger3061100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5874394.post-1163393456298779252006-11-12T22:45:00.000-06:002006-11-12T22:50:56.300-06:00

So, now that everyone on my links list is officially on MySpace, I'm going to make the official transition. I update my blog a bazillion (official number there, folks) times more on MySpace than I do here. So, if you're looking for it, here's the link:http://www.myspace.com/beckstraordinaryI'll leave this up for a good two weeks so everyone knows, but if you don't have a MySpace page of your own,

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Potatoes and tomatoes of mine!!!It's been an entire weekend! I've missed you all, but then again, notsomuch. Part of me just wants to write that fun was had, and it was, but there was so much more than that.The ride down was an experience. Kristin and I followed Nate and Christy down. I don't know if you've ever followed Nate anywhere, and I've done it twice now. Yipes! There was so much speeding

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*sigh*I have so much to do today and such little time to do it, I think my head my explode. May though, no guarentees. But I'm so excited about it. I have to put my straps on my dress and fix my wings and get bug antenna somehow. I have to listen through the Halloween songlist and download one song. I have to get to the Lodge and set up the computers. I have to assist Ms. Linda in getting ready..

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1. First Name? Rebecca2. Were You Named After Anyone? Well, I was supposed to be Rebekah after the Bible character, but mom was too hopped up on painkillers and dad was not the best speller...the Drs. created the spelling of my name.3. When Did You Last Cry? August 12th...the day I was fired.4. Do You Like Your Handwriting? Yes, I even like my handwriting when I try it right handed.5. What Is

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So, I've had the chance to cool down after a pretty crazy weekend. Don't get me wrong. I still stand by my post from yesterday. I just want to balance that out with the fact that I am an adult. I may take some things hard or take them personal, but I also know when I'm getting rediculous and I know when to move on.I will point out that I've had many messages from the gals I know, and while they

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So, I have several men in my life that this applies to, so don't think it's specifically for one or another, it's for most of them. It's meant to have humor and be drop dead serious, all at the same time. Enjoy.1) I am a woman and I deserve respect. I have birthing hips and that means without me, the world will not go on.2) I would rather have you say "no" than ignore me. If you don't know, say "

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When all the world is a hopless jumbleWhen the raindrops tumble all aroundHeaven opens a magic laneWhen all the clouds darken up the skywayThere's a rainbow highway to be foundLeading from your window paneTo a place beyond the sunJust a step beyond the rainSomewhere over the rainbow way up highThere 's a land that I heard of once in a lullabySomewhere over the rainbow skies are blueAnd the dreams

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New Rules: 1) No more getting drunk…partly because it gets me heavily thoughtful, and heavy thinking is dangerous for me, partly because it doesn't feel nearly as good as being sober.2) No more than two drinks when in a crowd of people I know who know each other, because it's highly likely I will be an asshole to more than one of them and follow another of them around like a puppy,

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Where do you store your songs? I'm not talking about the iPod or your carrying case or your custom made shelving unit, but where do you store the songs you've heard?I store them in one of three parts of me: my head, my heart, and right here.The songs I keep in my head are usually one of two things: Intellectually stimulating, or like a tart with an empty flavor but a tangy aftertaste. These can

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So, Kristin and I invited a gaggle of folk over to her house to hang Sunday night. I was at Target picking up a few things and called her to see if she wanted anything else. She said that no one was coming and she was tired. The only person who'd sounded interested in coming was Dana, and that was only after karaoke. So, I invited myself to join her and Monique (sure, now you're interested).We

Beckstraordinaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789420813176307069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5874394.post-1160588106853026252006-10-11T12:34:00.000-05:002006-10-11T23:04:29.793-05:00

Booga booga boo!I want chili for dinner. Anyone know a) where I can get some and b) want to go with me?I get off work at 4:30 tonight.

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I'm excited for Friday. Why? Two things: a) Midori b) Sparkling White Grape JelloUnbelievable conversation of the night:Merinda: There is a good kind of creepy?Me: You're asking the wrong person. If you're asking Suzie, the answer is always going to be, "Yes."Merinda: ...Like Johnny Depp?Suzie & Me: Yes.Merinda: What is the good kind of creepy?Suzie: The kind where his eyes say, "I've seen you

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Patience. Twenty-five years of patience. Well, really, the first five years don't count, and then you start school, and then the bigger kids inform you that there's an order to be followed and then either begins the chase or the patience. So...technically twenty years of patience.Now it might be a little sentimental...Ah, to be five again and not know there's an order to boys and girls. To be

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Your Scent is Key LimeSassy, real, and totally smoothYou're a total flirt who's always ready for a challenge!What Scent Are You?I promise it's the truth...although it might be my taste, not my scent...but I'll take scent.I'm sitting here with Prissy. She doesn't remember me. It's a shame. I'm sure we'd be good friends.

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You know what I love? Music. You know what I love even more than music? Live music. The Street Railway Band played Trovato's tonight like they do every first Wednesday night of the month. They're great. They like having us around...it excites them, and quite frankly, they play better when they have dancers around.Tonight was no exception, only, tonight they rocked ass. There was a something or

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"I'm a man of principle...or not...whatever the situation calls for."-- Alan ShoreI listened to calls at work today. I have no complaints about the business. It's a great place to work with amazing benefits. My complaints are soley connected to my pent up frustration with my string of phone monkey jobs and my seeming inability to get my act together. I've actually had three conversations about

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TEN random things about me 1 My sister is my best friend. 2 I've kept all the ticket stubs from movies I've been to in the last year and a half. 3 The two and a half years I spent in Japan were probably the worst of my life. 4 In my life, I've wanted to be Weird Al, a comic book artist, a preacher, and a screenwriter. 5 I've been collecting postcards for the last three years. I have over 500 of

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You ever stop looking people in the eyes because you just know you're gonna give something away? Past the point of looking guilty to where you just look terribly aloof? I think I'm walking in that direction. I've tried to stop my walking from looking like I'm doing it with any intent so it looks like I'm aimlessly wandering. Or something like that.I wonder why I care so much that people read me.

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Oh yes, he will (with apologies to his wife).I am a glutton for good television. I've seen both episodes of Studio 60 and I am terribly flustered. I've come to the point where I just randomly exclaim, "the pairing of Bradley Whitford and Matthew Perry alongside Tommy Schlamme and Aaron Sorkin...why is God is so good to me!?!"I was a big fan of The West Wing. This show...well, it's just like

Beckstraordinaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789420813176307069noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5874394.post-1159223764093706922006-09-25T17:35:00.000-05:002006-09-25T19:06:31.240-05:00

Mmmmm...paint chips. The smell of paint is lingering and I'm not sure it's oil-based, but I think it may be and I may be on my way to being as high as a kite. I feel all warm and have crazy heartburn. Just peachy. Dad painted the office this morning for Grams and it's now disturbingly white and steril.At least payment for my suffering is meatloaf.

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I don't know if it's possible to age for a night and then turn the clock back, but that's how I felt tonight. I got home from the party, sat on the couch and had this oddly restless feeling. Super restless. Obscenely restless. I went to check out movie times but nothing I wanted to see was playing for the rest of the night. I had this need to leave the house, like I wasn't done being away from

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I had a dream last night. Well, really this morning. It's 03:40 right now. It gave me a chuckle. I had to write it down. I singed some hair off yesterday, not a lot by any means, but it inspired the dream...only in the dream there was a tommygun, and it was my hair. I took a few liberties."You blew my hair off?" Clara asked incredulously, kneeling over a mass of hair. She gave no notice to the

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So, word came this week. In three weeks time, I will not only have started training at the new job, I will be greeting my grandmother with open arms. She is moving in to help out with the cleaning and the babies and whatever else my parents can think up. She'll also be bringing her GIGANTIC weiner dog with her. This is the part that I mourn.Don't get me wrong, I love a dog as much as the next

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Hey space cadets!There's a GAME dance on Saturday night. I will not be attending, I'm sorry to say, but go to support Troy & Merinda as they DJ & teach the lessons for the night.If you're not up to dancing, or are okay with going a little late, I'm going to do a movie night Saturday at 7pm. No word on the movie yet, but good times are almost guarenteed.Good times, great memories.

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I'm listening to Otis again. I love Otis. Otis knows how I feel. Oh she may be weary, and young girls, they do get weary... Granted, I know that someone else thought it up first, but Otis convinced me. He's fighting these wars with me. Oh but when she gets weary, try a little tenderness...

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Went to Nebraska City with Trevor and Kristin and the Squirrels today. It was for the Applejack Festival. There were craft shows, all sorts of apple fairs, and cherry wine so sweet/sour my tongue went numb. Yikes, I know. The craft shows reminded me of all the little crafts I was fortunate to run into in my youth. The Christmas ornaments made with safety pins and beads, kitty broom covers, and

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How is it that the bad ones are always mistaken for the good ones? Is there some sort of mark out there to seperate the two so I don't have to foul things up for myself before I've even begun digging deeper? Bah.Anger he smiles towering in shiny metallic purple armorQueen Jealousy, envy waits behind himHer fiery green gown sneers at the grassy groundBlue are the life-giving waters taken for

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Had quite the fun day with Trevor, Kristin and the brood. Leah got a ball in one of her Happy Meals shaped like Mario (Mario Bros. Mario Mario). We tossed it back and forth on and off for about two or three hours today. We watched Friends With Money (which I warned them, suckaducked) and baked cookies and then ordered pizza and watched Anchorman.The Squirrels were fun today...Leah played dress up

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Best line overheard this weekend was from Teen Girl Squad --StrongSad: Strongbad? Were you just first basin' it with that piece of loose leaf?Today's Lindy In The Park was especially fun. I like when a big crowd is there, but I like little groups much better...especially when it's relatively dreary outside and we're all sweating or shivering like bandits.

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Edited To Add:So, I was talking to my sister today about things. We're okay now. Discovered there was some miscommunication between us and that's why things had gotten so bad. We did discuss a few things that I'm a little frustrated about, there's no real resolution about a few things, but she knows how I feel.So here's what the deal is. No more talking. No more talking about people no matter how

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I, beckstraordinary, being of sound mind and body, do hereby declare everything I've done since I've been unemployed that I haven't done before:~Started a doodling journal.~Rolled my hair in a zillion little buns while my hair was wet, waited for it to dry, and ended up with the craziest hairdo .EVAR. even if it looks good.~Read two books in a row...I don't remember the last time I successfully

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CAIRNS, Australia - Steve Irwin, the hugely popular Australian television personality and conservationist known as the "Crocodile Hunter," was killed Monday by a stingray while filming off the Great Barrier Reef. He was 44. Irwin was at Batt Reef, off the remote coast of northeastern Queensland state, shooting a segment for a series called "Ocean's Deadliest" when he swam too close to one of the

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I'm sitting here eating my curried mango chicken wrap (bliss!) listening to the Zach Braff & Co. radio spotlight on indie103 out of California. I'm hiding from the craziness in the living room. I love having family come visit, but sometimes you just need a little silence and some music that brings you rest. Right now it's the Carey Bros. singing their Blue Eyes song from the Garden State

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The Five Love LanguagesMy primary love language is probablyQuality Timewith a secondary love language beingPhysical Touch.Complete set of resultsQuality Time: 12Physical Touch: 7Words of Affirmation: 7Receiving Gifts: 3Acts of Service: 1 Information Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't

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I was going to wear a dress tonight. I'd worn it before. I put it on and blessings upon curses, it didn't fit. This is good because it means I am somehow smaller than the last time I put it on. However, this is bad because it means I was only able to wear it once. Like I said: blessings upon curses.I know it's been a while since I've really written anything. I'd apologize, but I'm at quite the

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Since there's only one other theater playing it that I only heard of today for the first time, we're meeting at my place at 6:30/7pm and heading over to the OakView AMC 24 to see the 7:25 showing!Pass it on!!!

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Well kiddos and cadets, I, on occasion have thrown a movie night or two and have no intention of stopping because until we die, there are an infinite amount of Thursday nights that can be preoccupied with just about anything. This Thursday, even though we are all broke as a joke, is no exception.Granted, movie night is usually just a rental put on in my living room, this Thursday movie night

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So, I find myself continually at odds with "the lonlies." I have this place that I seem to come back to every time I get depressed, and typically it has something to do with the fact that I'm not really satisfied when it comes to relationships. It's a terrible but very familiar and comfortable place to find myself. Yet again, I am there.This is in no way a plea for attention, but I've recognized

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So, due to public demand, I have made a slight revamp. I know you're greatful. No need to thank me. Guh.Monday I start the job search for real. Bah.Mom got the job, and the grant was granted so she starts her job the 28th.*le sigh*Sorry there's not much to report. Here's a joke:Q. Why did the squirrel cross the road?A. To show his girlfriend he had guts.

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I shall be out of town tomorrow and Thursday. I'll be visiting the grandfather in Missouri.I will of course be seeing The Graduate in September because I have now seen Rumor Has It... If you haven't seen it, you may or may not want to wait until you see The Graduate. One is supposedly about the other. Of course, rumor had it The Graduate was based on a true story when Charles Webb originally

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I have this suspicion that life isn't finished throwing me curveballs this season. Why should it be? Even if it be that people have suspicions about me and make snap judgments that, although basically unfounded (because I never really give anyone a good reason to believe anything about me) are somewhat true. Sure, who am I that people would think about me when I'm not really around...meh.I've

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Well kittens, it's official. I pooped out. I got canned today, not because I'm a bad worker, but because I couldn't get the terms and conditions to make sense. You can all be horribly dissapointed, but I kept my memory hat on, I came up with pneumonics, I read and re-read until I couldn't think. It just didn't stick. I was forced to try my hand at something new, knowing full well that I was, for

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Well, I can't lie to you. The closer it gets to tomorrow morning, the more horrified I am that I don't actually remember anything I've read, anything I've heard, anything I learned enough to be tested on it. I've had stomach trouble for the last three days and am hard-pressed to think about anything other than what will happen once I'm fired. If you're the praying type, I could use one sent my

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Just so you know, I adore you all. I don't tell you all enough, but I do. *Smooches*

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Happy Bonus Friday! I took the majority of my bonus and paid some bills, naturally. I also did a bit of shopping with my Old Navy coupon today and got four pairs of argyle socks, two tanks, two tees and one hoodie for 20% off. Yay! The hoodie has already come in handy, thanks to the folks who keep my house sooooo cold and spend my money like it's soup.I'm going to be half an hour late to JNO

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I'm trying not to be in denial. I was given the ultimatum today to pass my pretest or be terminated. I have seven days to do this. Everytime you see me, ask me what I've learned. You may only hear babble, but trust me, I need you to do it. Also if you see me spouting off about it, please test me. Ask me if I'm lying. I'm good at making things sound more impressive than they are. I'm a damn good

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Today is French film Monday. I have no classes this afternoon, so I stopped into Blockbuster and grabbed about 6 movies (2 for mom & dad). I got three of them free which rocked. I grabbed LeDivorce (awful), Love In The Afternoon (cute...it's Audrey Hepburn, how can it not be?), and Amelie (my number 2 movie): all French or set in Paris. I got a fourth movie, but it has nothing to do with France,

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...whenever I'm with him/something inside starts to burning/and I'm filled with desire/could it be just the devil in me/or is this the way love's supposed to be/it's like a heat wave burning in my heart/I can't keep from crying, it's tearing me apart...The training last week had me all torn apart. I spent Friday night and a good portion of Saturday in a daze trying to calm my head down. I didn't

Beckstraordinaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789420813176307069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5874394.post-1154127691672498902006-07-28T17:47:00.000-05:002006-07-28T19:02:49.233-05:00

Boys and girls, don't forget your fan tonight. Not kidding, it's hot as Hades out there and I can't imagine it being much better inside (in fact, I don't have to imagine anything...I'm half tempted to go see John Tucker Must Die, show up late, and leave early--and yes, that's how annoyed I am with all the sweating). C'est la vie.Tonight I pass out the ladies sleepover invites. There's a lot of

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Boys and girls, no word for sure on the air on Friday. Be on your toes. We may need fans. I'll post on Friday for sure.Sometimes, sneaking around places is fun. Sometimes getting situations where you have to sneak around thrown on you is more fun. Sometimes knowing things and not being able to tell anyone and all of a sudden they're privy to that without you having to say a thing is the most fun.

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I saw this picture online and just thought it was appropriate for how I feel now.I have a major test on Friday. I'm nervous to say the least, and I do not want to study. I'm in trouble. I know. Not a good way to go about things.My belly button itches.I'm fasting this week. I've been researching it a little and I know I've been doing some major crap to my body lately, and I believe a juice fast (

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Best wedding reception ever. I believe it was Christy who said, "It was the wedding reception that all other wedding receptions strive to be." Amen, sister. Amen.About halfway through the reception, things were beginning to get a tad on the stagnant side for me, so I believe I said, "Screw it," and kicked my own ass up to the dance floor and boogied the rest of the night away. I have never closed

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So after a lovely little fiasco involving the sun and two days off nursing said fiasco, I am up and running (albiet a little itchy), and rarin' to go. Only two days to the weekend and boy-oh-boy am I excited. OH! And tonight is Project Runway, so now I'm doubly excited. AND I rented The Libertine, so I'm tripley excited. OOOOOHHHHH...and I have bal-swing tonight...so naturally I'm more ecstatic

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Sorry for the late notice guys, the air is still out at the Lodge! Please, please, please, please, please x infinity bring a fan tonight!!!In other news, no one got all three. First one's Lucy, the one with the pills and gun is Lindsay, and the last one is Tim. If you had clicked on them to see the big versions, you'd have seen their names in the urls. Sorry.Woo for The Godfather tonight though!

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...it's much better to face these things with a sense of poise and rationality. I'm not really a rational person, but woo, this is my 250th entry in this blog/journal. I'm preparing a small treat for you in what is commonly referred to as the shape of a "sketch dump." Enjoy!If you click on the pictures, it'll take you to the actual size of the picture and will be easier seen (and will probably

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Sometimes I think I understand movement and music better than English, and I have what some people might consider to be an outstanding grasp on the English language. I think I have a better sense of hearing and physically interpreting sound than I do letting down the gate of my tongue. It's an odd thing to admit, because it brings up room for people to judge me and my interpretations. I grew up

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So, I went to see Superman Returns yesterday. I want to know why no one warned me how much Brandon Routh looks like Christopher Reeve? Not really my point. I was reading through the history of how this sequel came about, and I've heard of stuff along the way (I was the comic queen back in jr high and have carried qualities of that through my life since) and I can't believe they went with this

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When we are dancingAnd your dangerously near meI get ideas, I get ideasAnd I want to hold youSo much closer than I dare toI want to scold you'Cause I care more than I care toAnd when you touch meAnd there's fire in every fingerI get ideas, I get ideasAnd after we have kissed goodnightAnd still you lingerI kinda think you get ideas tooYour eyes are always sayingThe things you're never sayingI only

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I remember a few Independence Days in my time. I remember the one where dad made the homemade ice cream and we went out to the Base Lake for fireworks. I remember when we went to Ron Riddle's church and watched the Rosenblatt fireworks. I even remember last year sitting in the skybox at Rosenblatt feeling the heat from the fireworks, they were so close. This year though, this year beats them all.

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Thank you to everyone who was able to bring a fan last night! It was disgusting and next week will be more of the same. It's going to cost the Eagles quite a penny to fix all the wiring issues that will afford them to get the air conditioner up and running, so if you're able to bring a fan next weekend, DO IT! PLEEEEEASE!This is the official announcement ladies: Due to a flat tire that I had to

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I thought about giving her a place to be, but I like her where and how she is.Oh...and I signed her. She'll be up for sale at the next Jitterbugs Art Show.

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I had an idea today for a drawing...I don't know though, I think I'd want a frame of refrence and I can't seem to find anything on the web. I guess this is the best I have for now...and I'm sure that's not saying much.Somedays I find myself more inspired than others. Those are usually the days things get a little hairy and I should actually be responsible and don't want to be. I don't know why I

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So kids, you were missed. There was quite the audience today at the park. I got a little sun, got a little dancing done, looked at some art. All was well and uneventful. My head hurts.

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As you've probably noticed by now, I took pictures before Jitterbugs Night Out last night, and I've decided that I honestly think the red lipstick is magic. I'm not even kidding you. I know how pathetic it sounds, but it works wonders like I've never even known. Granted, I'm sure wearing the skirt helped, but, I'm pretty certian it was the red lipstick. I'm not usually so silly about things, but

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Oh sweet, merciful Jesus in Heaven! Comedy Central picked up a new season or so of Futurama (my favorite cartoon since Pepper Ann)!!! YESSSSS!No real anything to report, but I thought I'd share since it made me so happy I did a jig...a really silly jig that involved me clapping really big and left my mouth agape with a GIANT smile. Sorry I don't have pictures. It was pretty goofus.In other news,

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So, if I was ever going to make a comedy movie and make the attempt to put a big star in it (big being relative, not the point), I'd court Bonnie Hunt like the dickens. That woman never fails to amuse/amaze me. Gah. Part of it is that she's a homegirl (Illinois, represent!), part of it is that she's so damn awesome.Unfortunately, I had to download the entire Cars album from iTunes to get John

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So the ladies slumber party has been decided for July 8th. Sleep in, eat junk for breakfast, primp and head out to Lindy In The Park. I have a list of about thirty-six girls so far. I'm sure Kristin and I will be going over that list with a fine-toothed comb, but holy shamoly, I want everyone to be invited, 'cause when are there really so many follows in a room without having to worry about who's

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I'm growing upside down.I'm not really growing upside down. It's a song lyric. Well, maybe I am. I don't quite know that I understand what that means though. I'm sure it's a shame that I don't get it yet. Yes, there's more to the song, that'd probably clarify it a lot, but the statement itself is pretty deep.I honestly thought my center was supposed to be my backyard and my abdomen. It was

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I have to be at work at 5:45 tomorrow morning, and I can't sleep. Boo.I saw The Lake House with Michela last night...it was precious. I am of the strict belief that the chemistry that Sandra Bullock and Keanu Reeves started with Speed and have carried with this movie should be hereforth and forever continued. Granted, she's had some success with other actors in Hollywood, but he's so unlucky in

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This is awful quality, but here it is in all it's unsynched glory by request:The Big Apple!I still can't believe I know how to do this. It's really hard to see clearly all the footsteps cause they miss a lot of feet in the shots, so take it as a refrence, but I don't know that you'll be able to learn The Big Apple from this.

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I think tonight was all about the red lipstick. At the very least it didn't hurt. It was kinda awkward to notice all the attention it brought me, but after watching Heather Graham last night, I just really wanted to try wearing red lipstick. First time ever doing that in public. Usually I'd try it and then take it straight off after realizing how ridiculous I felt. I went for it tonight

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The gals came over tonight and we watched Swingers. I love that movie. I'd forgot just how much until I saw it tonight. I think it'd been about three years. Last time I saw it I was still working at Lane Bryant.Vince Vaughn is such an ass in the movie. I love it. I keep saying I need to find my own personal Vince Vaughn. I found a guy who looks like him, but if I ever see him again...well, that's

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So, my sheets are on my bed now. I cleaned up, did ALL my laundry, studied like a mutha and didn't sucker myself away from what I needed to do tonight. I feel so accomplished.Now if only I could be caught up on my studies......and if only I could figure out who left the message on my phone at 1:30 in the morning last night.

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I thought I'd reward my crazy life with some music tonight. I was sick earlier today and ended up coming home from work, taking some Alieve and passing out for three hours. I woke up just fine. I hadn't had a headache in months, but today I was distinctly feeling it. I don't know what the deal was, but I felt like poo to the tenth power.I have a test Wednesday morning, so I don't think I'll be

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So, I was supposed to go to the big birthday bash tonight. I did let Jonathan know I needed to study but I'd make it out. Turns out I'm a liar. I started studying and woke up to find myself passed out on my floor (hardwood floor for that matter). I have a crek in my side, but I should be okay. Turns out stocks and bonds are actually as fascenating as they sound. Bah. I feel like poo for missing

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For those of you taking Lindy 4, here's a version of the Dean Collins Shim Sham with a souped up break, but other than that, it's for those of you (you know who you are), who like me, can't remember the order in which everything goes after the "normal" stuff.It's also done a little slower and to a different song. Don't know if that makes a difference, but that really isn't the purpose now, is it?

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I love painkillers. Not in the way that I require them to function, but in the way that when I need them, there they are in the shiny plastic bubbles, just waiting to be popped and digested so they can spread their heavenly goodness. So here I am on day four of a six day dancing binge. My knee isn't swollen, it just sorta feels "cloudy." Nothing two Alieve and eight solid hours won't fix. Good

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Here's just a few of the many pictures taken at the Cowboys & Indians party. These aren't all of them, they're just the few I've had time to convert.Black Bart says, "Draw!"The winning chili made by none other than that fabulous maker of chili: Troy!Indian Chris trying to coax Troy's chili recipie outta him.A very blissed Merinda.Don't mess with Sheriff Marty's moustache. It'll getcha!A big hat.

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So, I only had a sip of grape flavored smirnoff last night, so I know I'm not hung over...I'm just guessing it was all the things I did in my bare feet last night (which I did everything in but move the straw...I wore shoes for that). I went to look for the camera this morning and it's vanished, so I'm not sure if that means I never took it in, someone took it with them, or dad found it and hid

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Ding-dong the bells are gonna chiiiiiime...not really, but I thought I'd leave you with a treat. This is Kevin and Carla I believe. She has uber self-control. Kills me.*sigh* Someday.

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So, I was at Sam's Club with mom today and was talking about Sundays' Lindy In The Park and made a joke about being "underneath the bridge downtown" if it rains. She didn't get it. I simply shook my head and told her I was being hilarious. She just kept walking to the car. It's okay. Not everyone has to get my sense of humor. I mean, who really walks around making jokes out of Red Hot Chili

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So, I'm having the craziest time. It always gets like this around party seasons. I have had four places to be every day this week at the same time and yesterday forsook all of them to go party shopping with my sister because we were in dire need of a few things. Shopping is by no means finished this week. There's still the matter of ice cold beverages and frosty mugs to worry about. So here's the

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I’m threatening bad poetry here. I just want you all to know before I do it. Well actually, I’m not sure I will; I may just go with song lyrics instead. When I was in high school and going through intense creative writing classes and writing all the time, I used to promise myself I wouldn’t write when I hurt or when I was angry. More often than not, it produced pathetic attempts that would have

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I was looking in my garden today at all my irises that have finally bloomed. They are predominately purple, having one exception. I have one lonely yellow iris at the front of my yard on the left side. I meant to take a picture of it today, but I ran out of time. It's so lucky to be so unique. I mean, I realize I'm the only one of me, but it's really hard to tell sometimes if it's the truth.I had

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I haven't watched much tv lately outside of Grey's Anatomy. I haven't actually clocked in any normal tv hours in months. I will say this, I've only seen three of the American Idol episodes, and from the beginning I was hoping Taylor Hicks would just go for the gold and sing my favorite song (yes, favorite in writing). I was actually a little nervous that I would have to hear stories about it

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I can't sleep. I'm officially over my caffine limit tonight. I haven't had any caffine in three days and today I have tea, twice. So, I'm up and I've found myself at the point of dwelling on my life thus far, which is baaaaaaaad to do right before going to bed, because then you're up all night thinking about it.It's my six month anniversary as a homeowner. How wonderfully terrifying, but I've

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I was going to post a nursery rhyme here, but for some reason, anything written about a mother seemed, to me, to be generally demonstrative to any actual queen bees out there. So, instead I say, Happy Mother's Day.

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I am pathetically tired lately. I think I may need to cut out the sugar again. Everything's slowing down for me, and I keep yawning and falling asleep on people and my night sleeping has been awful. I've been dreaming like crazy and can't seem to get past the dreaming. I have no motivation to do anything outside of dancing and am severly irritable. Or, at least severly irritable toward my mother.

Beckstraordinaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789420813176307069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5874394.post-1147141150635741632006-05-08T20:32:00.000-05:002006-05-08T21:19:10.650-05:00

Dear Cowboys and Indians,Nineteen days until the kick-assinest chili cook-off event of the year. You're already planning on which cowboy hat to wear or how to wear your feathers, aren't you? I know. You're planning on just how much kick you're going to give your chili, hoping you win the prize for best chili in order to justify your competitive streak, I know. You're wondering just what the

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I don't talk nearly as much as I used to. I used to have opinions about everything. I used to always have something to say. Some kind of wisdom to impart or something funny to interject into conversation. Not that I don't have opinions anymore...I just never seem to get them out. It's like I forgot how to communicate. Or I've just stopped having meaningful conversation.I miss the deeper things.

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Happy feet! I've got those hap-hap-happy feet! Give them a low-down beat And they begin dancing! Just came back from another successful night of dancing. I'm coming down from the endorphins. Takes a while to finally poop out for me, so I thought I'd share a thought or two with you.1. It's Spring. This is both a blessed and a dreaded event. I have a love-hate relationship with this season because

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I had planned to visit the church of a friend today. I got in my car and drove up to the parking lot. It was a very large church. It was also raining pretty hard. I feel really bad about leaving without making the attempt to park (the lot was full), but I wasn't about to park in the boonies and walk in soaked to the bone. I'll have to call her up later and apologize within an inch of my

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(Disclaimer: Not Logan's actual cake.)It's Logan's birthday today, he's 1 year old. How exciting. I bought him a baby cellphone and an Elvis card. I cleaned the bathroom for the party tonight and have taken several Alive to relieve my knee pain. It's not severe, it's just that mom woke me up after only five or six hours of sleep and didn't give my body time to recover. I advised her in a polite

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Well, I finally gave up on reading The Great Gatsby. I have no time. I bought the audio book instead, so I've been listening to that on the way to work and around town when I drive. The guy on the audio book sounds like he's talking with water in his cheeks. It took me three chapters to finally be able to ignore that. I'm really liking it so far. I'm also thinking that I missed out on my calling

Beckstraordinaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789420813176307069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5874394.post-1145937350563394482006-04-24T22:04:00.000-05:002006-04-24T22:55:50.586-05:00

New job started today. I walked in with floppy hair and a great sweater and just clammed up. It's okay though. I sat next to two kids named Brian and doodled during a day full of ethics training and 401(k)/medical/dental insurance talk. Lunch was interesting. It is a true departure from my last job. If I ever considered moving up the ladder, this would certianly be the next step. I felt terrible

Beckstraordinaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789420813176307069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5874394.post-1145846585688340082006-04-23T21:37:00.000-05:002006-04-23T21:43:05.700-05:00

I've been infrequent on the enteries lately. I apologize. It's been a bit intense. What with visiting my grandpa this week and some heavy-duty dancing. I feel like I'm close to death. I start my new job tomorrow and I couldn't be more excited if I...well, actually, I'm too tired to finish that thought. It's time to pass out now.

Beckstraordinaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789420813176307069noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5874394.post-1145211762010931962006-04-16T12:34:00.000-05:002006-04-16T13:22:42.096-05:00

So I had intended to enjoy my first Saturday off in a year and a half. However, my mother woke up with other plans. It's difficult sometimes, deciding who the queen bee is in the house. I own the house. She's my mother. I'm more or less the breadwinner anymore. She's my mother. I clean my house. She's my mother. At times I have to decide between loyalty and headaches...Don't get me wrong. I love

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So many things to be excited about right now.I went in to work this morning and did it. I couldn't justify wasting my time or theirs. I knew I'd do such a poor job they'd likely fire me (yeah, I really didn't want to be there that much), and nobody needs that. I also couldn't justify sitting on the phone being verbally abused when, technically, I didn't have to. So I handed in my badge and my

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