and by the way...

I am soo going to hell...



It shall be a party!!!

OH!!! I cannot wait...

woo woo

Such is life...

Fool me once...

Shame on you...

Fool me twice...

Shame on me...

Battle with the Plastic Yellow Monster

So last night Angie and I were enjoying some Scrubs action on the televeision set. When she decided she wanted a refreshing beverage. Out of the depths of the refrigerator in the garage... she pulled a GATORADE... we thought all was well... but then all of a sudden... she couldn't open it... the GATORADE was putting up a fight... she struggled with the plastic yellow monster and was beating it against the counter and everything... Then I was like let me help you out.. she tagged me in and I went to rage hell on the yellow beast... I struggled with it all around the kitchen.... Angie took it back when she noticed my failure at conquering the little devil... Angie takes a knife and slices its seal around its neck... and then for the twist to break... and the booger still wouldn't surrender!!!! So I get tagged back in.... I hold the bottom of the opponent and Angie the cap.... and we twist (in opposite ways of course) and... THE SEAL WAS BROKEN!!!! WE DEFEATED THE PLASTIC YELLOW MONSTER.. GATORADE...

Angie and I left with battle wounds... pictures maybe to come... but the 20 or so minute battle ended with a victory... just thought I would share part of the adventure in Rachel Brown's Little Werld...


p.s. Angie says that is was the best damn GATORADE she has ever had... after that battle... I bet we both could have used a little gatorade for the little sweat we broke trying to open it...

...

I smile for the times that have passed...

but I shed a tear for those each that will not come...

I lost something very special tonight...

I have lost something that I can only get back in time...

I blame Rob for my loss... how could he? But then again how could he have known...

I lost something tonight... I lost something very special...

Somewhere there is a bum... holding this very special something in his possession...

Oh.. Mr. Hubcap come back to me... I lost you some where on Galena Blvd... and I want you back...

Oh.. Mr. Hubcap please come back to me... now my car looks even more pathetic...

I miss you dearly..

Goldie Locks and the Three Bears...

Ok.. this morning was weird... on my way to werk... I was at a red light and was drinking my coffee with my creamer that i got yesterday and jamming out to In Your Eyes... which in the movie i bought Bobby yesterday... and I was felt very uneasy.. i could't come with why... i was looking around my car and it didnt feel like my car... it was though.. i drive Ms. P.O.S. every day... and today she didnt feel like mine.... i was uncomfortable in my seat and though some one else had moved and repositioned everything... I was so confused as to why I was feeling this way... but as the light turned green... i turned up the radio and tried to shake that feeling... it didnt go away but the Drive kept me distracted for the rest of the ride... just thought I would share...

all alone on my buoy... amungst dangerous waters...

My heart belongs to one... my mind to other... Everyday my mind wanders... in a dream like state... I smile... he is holding me... I melt... could this be??? Everyday I wonder... would he have me??? would he love??? is it worth giving up all that I have... for a chance... that I may "swing" him my way??? Everyday freaking day... I smile with the first thought of him in my mind... then as quick as it appeared... my smile vanishes... with the thought he is laying with some Joe... Oh my mind is boggled over Mr. Fernando Fitzpatrick McCallahan Diaz Romanowski III... Why won't he swing my way? Save my from the buoy within the torturous storm in my mind... a storm he has created... and a storm that will leave me utterly destroyed... Why?!?! P.S. Mr. Fernando Fitzpatrick McCallahan Diaz Romanowski III... I am really hurt.... you have been with a member of Chrachess... and it was not me... why?!?!