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Ordering a latteI got in line at my favorite cafe inside Barnes and Noble and looked at the menu board scanning for the day's special; the special always cost $3.00; but in my case, I always had to add $ .50 for soy and another $.50 for extra syrup. I was lucky my regular flavor was on the day's special, tall, soy, Double sweet, Hazelnut mocha. After I made my order I Scanned the crowd and I saw my old school mate Karlynn walk in from the rain she called me about a month ago to ask a favor, she wanted to show her art in my studio in Seattle, I told her that I had been trying to find her for the same reason. Therefore, we decided to meet up and go over her portfolio.
TattooMy first tattoo I got when I was 31 yrs old, my girlfriend at the time paid for it; only $100.00 bucks she gave a $20.00 tip. The artist was great he had a light-handed touch, when I went in for my consultation I was told to bring in the design I wanted along with ideas for colors that I and the size I wanted it to be. When the day of my appointment came, I was so nerviest I had goose bumps. I was almost late for my appointment When I got there I told the artist to choose the colors that he thought best the outline was done in black first
Greyhound bus stationHe said that he was coming into town, he just did not say how. After surviving, two helicopter crashes in the war I knew he would not want to travel by plane, which left traveling by bus or train Jonathan is my best and closest friend. Especially after I dragged him kicking and screaming out of a rut after his second wife left him for something she swore she did not want, life as a military wife. He went off the deep end trying to chase her back to him of course this was all before he joined the Army. As I said, I dragged him kicking and screaming back to his rational senses. Just as he did for me on too many occasions for me to count, he always saw me as the little sister he has always wanted; he was the second person in my life to show me unconditional love. I gave it right back tenfold. I have no clue how I ever would have gotten along in my life without him. Whenever
An answering machine messageThe phone was ringing when I reached in to my pocket for my keys to the apartment. By the time I got the key in the lock it stop ringing and the answering machine picked it up. The voice was masculine and had an accent that I could not recognize nor place, the name he gave was foreign yet familiar, as I dropped the stack of mail on to the counter and my purse on the back of the couch, I kicked off my shoes at the door.
PostcardsDec 21, 1999
I received a postcard form Zoey to day she wants to travel the world for ten years just for the fun of it.
Jan 16, 2000
I got another postcard from Zoëy today this one says she is in Rome, Italy. She said that the air is grand and clean and that the villa that she is staying in is beautiful. She said that she had seen the ruins of ages old and gone, like the Roman Coliseum as well as the leaning tower of Pisa, which is so much bigger than they make it to be. She says that she is having dinner at a winery tonight and hopes that she does not fall in love with the most expensive wine on the list.
I got another postcard from Zoëy today this one says she is in Dublin Ireland. She said that she saw and kissed the blarney stone, and saw our ancestral home as well as met some of our distant relatives.
Dec 16, 2000
I got another postcard from Zoëy today this one says
High school 9th gradeEveryone hates the first day of school, & I'm no exception. The popularity contest starts the same day, no other guessing games start until the middle of the year, you know the ones; who's most likely to succeed, who's the class clown, who's the teacher's pet, and all the other ones which are too many to list. New friends are made, old friends moved on to different schools, new enemies made, old enemies forgotten. Anyway, my name is Zoey Elisabeth Bathorery, & I am 13 years old. Too young you say to be in high school! On the contrary, I have an IQ of 145, & I am a card-carrying member of MENSA (a high profile club for nerds). A child Prodigy & outcast of most educational institutions, I was home schooled most of my life, my mom, had tried public schools but they were too boring & I also had a hard time sitting still. I made many enemies of the teachers, for correcting them in front of the class & from some jealous fellow students. All the different things my mom makes me do or the hobb
My Top 20 PS3 GamesWith the seventh generation of console gaming coming to a close, I feel like its time to pay my respects to my main system, the PlayStation 3. I've played quite a few games for this system and I've narrowed down my top 20 favorites. This is not a list of the top 20 "best" games, its a list of my personal favorite games; so keep that in mind. Now a couple of rules before we begin;
-One game per franchise.
-Third Party titles and Indie games count.
-This is just my opinion
With that being said, these are my Top 20 favorite PS3 games.
20. Twisted Metal
Twisted Metal is a helluva lot of fun, the fast paced over the top violence always keeps me entertained. Each vehicle has specific abilities that make them unique, although some are pretty much the same as others. Why is it at number 20, well the campaign mode is too short and only feature three characters, Sweet Tooth, Mr. Grim, and Dollface. That being said the game still
A Dream Come True.............It was one morning. A she cat, Shadowstreak had just got back from a hunting patrol along with a brown tabby named Tigerfang, and an orange she cat named Orangeblaze. They had got some prey but everyone knew that the clan had taken some damage from that battle with Emptyclan over territory, Luckily they won. But they all knew it was close. When they got back they put the prey they had caught on the pile that was in the middle of the camp. Shadowstreak just flicked the end of her tail before walking out of camp again. Going where she always goes, the biggest tree in the territory. She usually sits there remembering how her brother, Blizzardkit had gone missing a couple of years before, she constantly blames herself for it.
"Why did he have to get lost... why wasn't it me..." The black she cat thought on the branch where she was sitting. She looked out. She could see over everything in the territory. Even where the light glitters off of the ocean with its soft waves hitting
Same Sex Canadian MarriageSame sex marriage is wrong. It is unnatural and against God. Those who allow same sex marriage will burn in hell for their actions. These are the opinions of too many people in modern society. They believe that same sex marriage is disgusting and should not be advocated. This then poses questioning of Canada’s leaders who decided to legalize same sex marriage nationwide. Did Canada make the right choice? More than enough of the population agreed that it was or else the bill would not have passed. Canada did in fact make the correct decision to recognize same sex marriage.
For much of the time the sophisticated human race has existed, people were under the perception that marrying outside of race and class should be outlawed. Blacks could not marry whites and rich people could not marry the poor. People were dictated to only marry within what social parameters stated were acceptable. The first couples to marry outside of their race and class were heavily looked down on by fellow m
This I believe.I believe in Monsters and Goodness.
I know, it sounds childish and crazy, but let me explain myself.
The monsters that we've grown with, what if there's more then to what we hear about them? For
all we know, they could be friendly and they just got a short temper or maybe they were angry at
something and they took it out on us, or perhaps they are trying to tell us something and we
humans are just to idiotic to listen to their warnings. I guess what I'm trying to say is, "monsters"
can be good guys too, just anyone, they are alive after all.
Okay, I can see that you're thinking "no, monsters are monsters. They kill people for no reason"
and blah blah blah. Let me ask you this then; are we no better?
Humanity itself is constantly at war with its own species. We (humans) have the Holocaust,
World War I and II, Civil War, Boston Massacre, 9/11, Hundred Years' War, Thirty Years' War,
Iraq War, I could go all night (or day, depending on the time you're reading this).
We have shed so much bl
No girls allowed: are gamers sexist?Back in mid 2008, I wrote a post on a blog entitled “No girls allowed: are gamers sexist?” It has long since been removed because the information contained within it is long since out of date, a lack of interest at the time, and it was no longer relevant. However, at the time I was hoping to address an issue that I had noticed was getting increased lip service. Over the years, I have seen it grow exponentially.
The original post was directed at two issues primarily: the increase discussion of sexism in gaming directed towards women, and the industries obsessive interest on the topic of female gamers. For reference, at this point Xbox Live always had at least one ad about Gamerchix, which was at the time a corporate semi-clan of pro gamers made up only of women (note that as far as I know, there has never been extended, significant ad space taken up by a single gamer clan or group other than the Gamerchix on the Xbox or any other system). Also, while it was not covered as co
PhilosophyHumans are creatures of habit. We start with good intentions, and our values are always true to us in the beginning, but our sinful tendencies get the best of us, and we turn into the very thing that influenced our change from the start. Consequently, our ignorance and forgetfulness of those who made similar mistakes in the past has condemned this statement to hold its unfortunate truth throughout our existence. Forever we remain the same, evolved but still just as misinformed, trapped in an ongoing chain of misfortune. As dreary from which this allegation may seem, it is still, my belief. History has shown an unwanted pattern of gruesome occurrences, all with similar aspects too coincidental to deem so. Our obstinate behavior is the simple yet disregarded cause, and proceeding with this attitude will only lead to our predictive and premature demise. Ignorance, greed , and submissive behavior….these are the characteristics in people that cause the most obvious and potentially for
Raffle/Fundraiser and a SPECIAL LIMITED TIME OfferOkie i have a couple of things to discuss
one I will be holding a special raffle. A fundraiser you would say for Rise-Of-Clans Super group payment~
1. Its 5 points to enter
2. For every 5 you put in your name goes in the randomizer one more time. so if you enter 10 points you will be entered 2 times~
3. Half of the points will go to the winner and the other half will go to Rise-Of-Clans super group fund!
4. I will be using Random.org to decide the winner.
5. There will be a beginning start of 50 points~
6. You MUST advertise! Send a link in your comment to the journal!!!
Points Gathered so far- 55
Winner gets 28
Stephen King vs. Dean KoontzThe similarities are many and the differences between Stephen King and Dean Koontz are hard to find for some because they both write in the same genre, that being horror and suspense fantasy.
How popular are Stephen King and Dean Koontz? Each has had novels on the New York Times Best Sellers List, King having 28 on the Number One Best Sellers List, some of which are "The Dead Zone," "Misery" and "Dolores Claiborne." Koontz having 10 books in total, on the Number One Sellers List, some of which are "Hideaway," "Intensity" and "Midnight." Some of these books have spent up to 14 weeks or longer on the Number One Best Sellers List.
Both authors started out writing short stories for different men's magazines. Both have had movies based from some of their books; some have been made for either TV, like King's "IT," or Koontz's "Mr. Murder" or a mini-series like King's "Kingdom Hospital," or Koontz's "Frankenstein," or even for a major motion picture like King's "The Secret Window" or Koontz's
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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