~ MandyLand ~

Fireworks - LHC

2006-07-04T23:17:00.000-06:00

Fireworks - LHC
Originally uploaded by MandyFish.

2006-03-08T20:49:00.000-07:00

I don't know if anyone noticed, but this blog is a little over two years old now. My original plan was to completely revamp it (as a birthday present), but when my laptop died that idea flew out the window. Now in celebration of my new laptop (thanks lady!) and finally feeling comfortable with my choices and the life they have led to....this blog is coming to an end. Don't fret, though, you just have to adjust your links. My story isn't ending, it is just starting a new chapter.

**Edit**

With the new blog, I am ditching the massive link list. Many of my original links have moved or stopped blogging. If you would like to be added to the new list (I'll continue to read your blog even if you aren't linked anew) please leave me a message here.

2006-03-06T09:47:00.000-07:00

I am in love!

Ashes and Snow is a phenomenal exhibit by the Gregory Colbert. None of the images are altered, superimposed, or digitally fussed with in any way!

2006-03-02T11:21:00.000-07:00

Three cheers for those who are fasting this month! I wish you much love, faith, support, and yummy foods for those wee morning hours!

Blessed Be

2006-02-22T11:06:00.000-07:00

Because I must follow through....until the very end....

Now we have the opposite side of the johari window....the Nohari window.

2006-02-16T10:56:00.000-07:00

I was really caught by Linus' post about Johari....and I like knowing what you (pl) think of me. So, go post please.

2006-02-14T08:32:00.000-07:00

This is a catch-up post. If this was a real post you'd be alerted by complete sentences and a possible sense of humor.

1. Lap top is officially dead. The logic board isn't being so logical anymore.
2. Posts will be sporadic as I only have access from school now.
3. I am still not a fan of commercially produced holidays.
4. I will be participating in the Valentine's movie marathon on Sci-fi. "Love Sucks."
5. Nothing goes better than Valentines and vampires.
6. I am the giddy new owner of a leather and buckle corset. It looks vaguely "Edward Scissorhands" when laying flat.
7.I've been on two different dates that were unexpectedly cut short...first by an ambulance accident and second by a piano that needed moving.
8. The advanced work out challenge at Curves is literally and figuratively kicking my ass.
9. There will be a nine later.
10. Mandyland and all its pinkness, in blog form, has been in existence for two years now. Wow!

2006-02-06T08:04:00.000-07:00

Technical difficulties abound. Back to blogging when my home computer is fixed.

2006-01-30T11:40:00.000-07:00

Another post about nothing...but I couldn't keep this to myself.

Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. this made him...

... A super-calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.

2006-01-24T20:26:00.000-07:00

Nothing important to say...

But go here for a cool video of a guy and his guitar. The visual isn't much, but the boy can he play.

I suddenly have the urge to make friends with a nintendo nerd. I haven't played Mario in a looooooonnnggg time.

2006-01-23T11:12:00.000-07:00

M: What was that?!?
G: Huh? what?
M: Just then...driving?
G: a llama.
M: oh. ok. thanks.

M: Wait! A llama?
G: Yes, is that a problem?
M: Well, kind of. Why is a llama driving?
G: Because it can.
M: No it can't! Llamas can't drive!
G: That one was.

M: This hurts. Llamas cannot drive golf carts.
G: Have you discussed this with the llamas?
M: ~growl~ No. What did I do to deserve this?
G: ~shrug~ Got up early for coffee?

***Later***

I am not insane! Well, not because I see driving llamas. It made the news...people were spotting it all over town. There is still no reasoning available, but the working assumption is that it was a bet and a very realistic costume.

2006-01-19T11:31:00.000-07:00

Normally, I wouldn't post about a school day here...but....really..it is just about today....and my over-use of elipses.

So, I'm positive I set my alarm last night. In fact I have proof. I was talking to Texas at the time...and...the alarm was still set this morning. I don't know if I just turned it off this morning or what. My bet is that it actually did ring. I just ignored it and eventually the machine gave up on me. (Imagine a small blue clock thowing its hands into the air and muttering "I give up. She ain't gettin' her ass outta bed today!")

As it was I had 10 minutes to get to school...before class was supposed to start. I'm sporting the scrubby, just rolled out of bed look...pigtails, bandanna, jeans, and sandals. I forgot my glasses. ~sigh~ I forgot my lunch. ~sigh~ A group of students has already written a letter to the principal complaining about my hair gear. They don't think its fair that a teacher can wear a bandanna while they can't. Thankfully, the administration is on my side. The official ruling? "Students and teachers follow different codes of conduct, which includes clothing. If you want to wear a bandanna here...go to college and come back with your BA and a teaching degree." ~sigh~

2006-01-17T06:51:00.000-07:00

It's my birthday - Show your love!

2006-01-16T10:35:00.000-07:00

Aftermath:

Bruises and soarness from my shoulders to the balls of my feet. There are even strange lil marks near my elbows from the zipties. Woo-hoo!

2006-01-13T21:16:00.000-07:00

It has been a long week. The school blog has been updated....it explains the long week. I am going to take a bath and head to bed early. Tomorrow, I have plans to go play in Phoenix. Hopefully, there will be some lovely bruises to get me through the three-day weekend.

2006-01-08T20:29:00.000-07:00

I'm not normally one to judge people or force my beliefs on others, but.....

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?!?!?

It's just a movie. It won't make you gay. It won't crumble your religious beliefs. But if by chance something does change....then maybe it was supposed to. If your thoughts and beliefs are so fragile that a movie can damage you, perhaps you should reevaluate.

2006-01-07T16:56:00.000-07:00

Sometimes my ability to be strangely literal is badly timed.

H: Hi, can I talk to you about "Citywide Insurance"?
M: As opposed to "Just-this-block Insurance"?
H: (very frustrated) It's just a name...you don't have to be rude!

There was no explaining that I hadn't meant to be rude.

2006-01-03T12:48:00.000-07:00

New Year's in Las Vegas

1. If you recieved a random "Gin Blossoms - Happy NY" message, followed by a garbled phone call......I was trying to tell you I was at the Gin Blossoms concert. The song was "Allison Road" even though you probably couldn't tell.

2. Also saw the "Spin Doctors" in concert

3. Cheap drinks

4. Six people, two beds and an airmattress

5. Pirates that wore bondage gear to flirt with the Sirens

6. Tangerine Burlesque

7. Befriending one of the original singers from "The Platters"

8. Reconnecting with a good friend

9. Hooking up with a hot guy

10. Scary, bright green jello-like relish with what appeared to be cinnamon to top a hotdog. (Not my dinner!)

I hope you all had a wonderful holiday!

2005-12-26T17:54:00.000-07:00

It is funny how inanimate objects can effect your attitude and view of yourself. One look at the ceramic cauldron and the emerald, glass goblet that are tucked among my books, and I am flooded with memories of meals / gatherings at granma's house. Feelings of power, awe, and peace color their use now. Blankets and teddy bears induce the need to curl up and hibernate. Some objects can morph and adapt...the thoughts and feelings attached to them changing as needed. Some objects can't.

My messenger bag has been my security blanket. It is a symbol of a funky academic chic that is making her way in the world. Lately, I have been encountering situations where I have been more frustrated by the bag than happy with it. A small, black, cute, and somewhat funky purse has joined the household. Now, both bag and purse sit beside the door. I'm not sure which will find a daily use and which will be left to specific situations. The bag feels more like me. The purse looks like the me I am aiming for.

2005-12-24T15:27:00.000-07:00

I am a product of my environment. One of the most special things in my memory is Christmas. Music has always been a part of Christmas. Church, carols, school, and family...I can and do associate particular songs with each. Every year when I hear these songs, a flood of happy feelings and memories come back. Lady and Elvis' Blue Christmas are forever entwined, Jake and the childish "Jingle Bells Batman Smells" will always be together. It is no surprise that my personal holiday soundtrack is the combination of americana/folk and children's popculture...John Denver and the Muppets*.

I know that I posted this last christmas, but this song is my favorite from the album.

Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas Tree
who just didn't want to change the show
He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels
He liked icicles and snow.

He liked wolves and eagles and grizzly bears
and critters and creatures that crawled
Why bugs were some of his very best friends
Spiders and ants and all.

Now that's not to say that he ever looked down
on the vision of twinkling lights
Or on mirrored bubbles and peppermint canes
And a thousand other delights

And he often had dreams of tiny reindeer
and a jolly old man and a sleigh full of toys
and presents and wonderful things
And the story of Christmas Day

Oh, Alfie believed in Christmas all right
He was full of Christmas cheer
All of each and every day
and all throughout the year

To him it was more than a special time
much more than a special day
It was more than a beautiful story
It was a special kind of way

You see, some folks have never heard a jingle bell ring
And they've never heard of Santa Claus
They've never heard the story of the son of God
And that made Alfie pause.

Did that mean that they'd never know of peace on earth
or the brotherhood of man
Or know how to love, or know how to give
If they can't...no one can.

You see, life is a very special kind of thing
not just for a chosen few
But for each and every living breathing thing
Not just me and you

So in your Christmas prayers this year
Alfie asked me if I'd ask you
Say a prayer for the wind, and the water, and the wood
And those who live there, too.

~John Denver~

Blessed Yule, Merry Christmas, Happy Hannakuh, Happy Holidays, Joyful Kwanza, Merry Sunday! (Pick your own)

*Thank you again Mick and Red

2005-12-23T15:46:00.000-07:00

I just couldn't let that picture be the last before christmas. Instead, I found you a lovely short, short story curtesy of espressostories.com.

Sadist's Christmas #2
Yosef Bar-on

Instead of Mistletoe, Harvey hung bunches of Poison Ivy all over the doorway.

2005-12-22T13:04:00.000-07:00

I have no words to describe this Christmas photo of the Pope...

2005-12-21T10:54:00.000-07:00

Yay for crack....er...christmas spirit! I am currently adorned with a red nose and felt antlers. So much fun!!!

2005-12-20T19:13:00.000-07:00

Last post for short attention span Tuesday

I was found by a small (3 ft) artificial christmas tree. Since I have a few ornaments 'n stuff, I decided to decorate. The corner of my apartment is happy and festive now. Although, I do believe there are more lights than there is tree.

~bouncy bouncy ~

2005-12-20T13:14:00.000-07:00

I have songs from Nightmare Before Christmas stuck in my head!

2005-12-20T10:37:00.000-07:00

My toes are cold....but only on one foot. Is that odd?

2005-12-20T09:28:00.000-07:00

Welcome to short attention span Tuesday!

This is possibly the happiest christmas-y drink around! All the egg-nog flavor without the scary "mmmmm salmonella shake" issues. Go find it now...enjoy a cup full of Christmas.

2005-12-18T16:24:00.000-07:00

You Are Dancer

Carefree and fun, you always find reasons to do a happy dance.

Why You're Naughty: That dark stint you had as Santa's private dancer.

Why You're Nice: You're friendly. Very friendly.

Which of Santa's Reindeer Are You?

2005-12-15T19:54:00.000-07:00

For days I've been driving past a little island of christmas lights. Nestled between two parking lots, and a couple busy roads is a small memorial park. Here the decoration commitee has chosen to place the city's christmas tree. Unfortunately, the commitee's designers gave their best efforts to the bridge. On first sight it is almost as if they were afraid of the evergreen trying to run away.

Happy Holidays! Anyone up for a little tree bondage? Sadly, the ropes of lights and the knotted star are the only decorations.

If you look closely at the background decorations, you can see one of my favorite displays. Along the edge of the park is a stand of palm trees that has been turned into candycanes.

2005-12-11T20:08:00.000-07:00

Every once in a while there is a scene that knocks me for a loop...in a good way. It won't be any more or less intense, fun, energetic, or interesting than any other, but it will slide under my skin. It will find THAT spot. The energy release that comes is amazing! It's something close to giving a spazmonkey a magical sedetive - one that allows them to function fully, but still just chill. Immediately after the scene, my blood sings and even the lightest of touches can be too much. Later, my fidgets take a night or two...or a couple weeks...off. I stop emoting energy at hyper-active frequencies. Nerdygirl was witness to one of these moments. In fact, I believe she thanked Griffin for weeks, when she saw him next. Goddess, I love this feeling! My baseline is such a wonderful place...relaxed, comfortable, and open. Don't make something naughty out of that, ya pervs!

2005-12-04T19:25:00.000-07:00

In case you are curious...I covet these...in black. If someone can find them for me, I will adore you...and them...for a long long time!

2005-12-03T20:11:00.000-07:00

A sign that my semi-secret kink side is feeling neglected:

I ran into a desk corner, Friday. I've spent most of the day poking the light bruise...trying to make it hurt a bit.

2005-12-01T10:10:00.000-07:00

December 1 -- World AIDS Day

Educate yourself.

2005-11-29T20:15:00.000-07:00

I have the plague. My brain is liquifing and escaping through my nose. Charming image, isn't it? I am blaming the diseased monkeys I work with....more than half of them are out sick this week. Lucky them.

I've removed myself from the realms of social (in person) for the time being. It's for your own safety. I'm whinning, blowing my nose constantly, and I think I sound like a duck when I speak. I suppose that is a hazzard of having a slightly unique voice. *grump*

Side note ** the boredom post was after the first two days of ickiness, when bonding with the sofa was no longer a happy, welcome thing.

2005-11-26T16:27:00.000-07:00

BORED. bored. bored. bored..........beyond all belief bored.

2005-11-24T08:53:00.000-07:00

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

May the tryptophan course merrily through your body, may the sofa be unusually comfortable, and may the rolls be the perfect size for throwing at annoying relatives/friends!

2005-11-16T22:10:00.000-07:00

YOU ARE CATNIP

What herb are you?
brought to you by Quizilla

2005-11-15T18:58:00.000-07:00

How cool is this - who said teens don't do anything?

2005-11-14T18:54:00.000-07:00

Do you ever go through your music collection and re-discover an album you really enjoy? You know...the ones that were listened to religiously when you first bought it, the ones you still know all the words to, the ones that for whatever reason have fallen into the background- only to be thought of when you hear a song on the radio.

I have been doing this lately. Partially due to a slight dislike of the local radio stations and partially due to the fact that I really do have some cool music! My cd collection runs the gammut from NIN to chick rock, showtunes to coffee shop mellow, India trance/dance to grassroots, rockabilly to pop. Re-discovery has been an interesting journey!

The latest is Robbie Williams. I believe he's Scottish (occasionally an accent comes through). He's a bit pop and a bit rock, with a edgy-ness. Under the bubblegum beats of some of his songs are some intriguing, funny, surprising lyrics.

I get the strange urge to strap on rollerskates and a sparkly top when listening to "Rock DJ".

*****Completely random side note********

Yes, Kit you have been in my house. It was the night of Hellboy and the drive out 9th street to watch the snow. You aren't going crazy. Well....at least not from that memory. ;)

2005-11-09T19:12:00.000-07:00

I will never, ever, look at weigh and measure day the same way again! In two months I've dropped 8.5 inches and significantly lowered my bodyfat percentage! My addiction to Curves is now completely justified.

2005-11-08T11:17:00.000-07:00

Because when it comes to blogs, I really am a follower... Clay and Linus have presented an interesting option. Please participate. I'd really like to know what you remember about me. This is your chance to feed my ego...or deflate it as the case may be.

Memory lane Message: If you read this, even if we don't speak often, you must post a comment on my page with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad, just as long as it happened Think long and hard now!! Then post this up yourself and see what people remember about you.

2005-11-06T10:21:00.000-07:00

I could talk about the Kink Karnival or my first (and second) experience with needles. Things could be mentioned about the acquistion of pretty pink flogger or about how I have become acquianted with the Parker Highway Patrol. Instead, I'm compelled to share the radio station broadcast I came across while driving through Quartzite.

The statio is stituated down in the 90's on the radio, right in the middle of the Church stations. I should have continued searching and not stopped to listen, but I was drawn in by some catchy music and an interesting voice announcing the start of a new segment in the night's programming.

"Music and talk for the cutting edge teen!" See why I was hooked? Then came,"Alright, tonight kids I want you to call in and share your stories." Oh, this could be good; I decided to stay a bit longer. "Tell me about the things you wish you had known before you had sex; about the most horrible thing that has happened to you, and how you are going to keep yourself from doing it again." The emphasis here is placed on "doing it" much like the term that is occasionally used in place of "having sex". I didn't listen any further. I could be wrong, but I didn't want to listen to teens crying about how horrible their first times were and how they were going to shut down until they found "the one". The whole idea that any radio station could make a show of this, of reliving teen embarrasment and angst, is strange to me. Actually, it really bothers me.

2005-11-02T11:07:00.000-07:00

10 things about me right now...

1. I am using pencils as a hair accessory.
2. I miss my red color....the sun bleached blonde has to go.
3. I'm not wearing socks.
4. I need a nap.
5. I'm craving Sweet Mel's Portobella Fajitas.
6. I've started a list of movies (to be seen) that are coming out soon-ish.
7. I should do a real post.
8. I have no idea if the milk, in my fridge, is still good.
9. I'm jonesing for a new tattoo....still.
10. There is no such thing as an Alan Rickman movie overdose.

2005-10-31T11:20:00.000-07:00

Blessed Samhain!

2005-10-30T00:16:00.000-06:00

2005-10-28T12:33:00.000-06:00

Rent! Go here now. Sing along. Get giddy and bouncy. Go with me to the movie?

2005-10-26T11:40:00.000-06:00

I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

~Counting Crows~

2005-10-24T23:00:00.000-06:00

1. I fell off the bed.
2. Didn't realize I was missing a button until I was at school.
3. New editions of I love the 80's on VH1!
4. Tripped, fell, bruised my tush.
5. Car radio had not been working.
6. Car radio is now working again.

Yep...it is Monday.

2005-10-22T19:55:00.000-06:00

The boys will be girls, tonight! Jim, Travis, and Jason are putting on their queen finery, and becoming Marty, Livi, and....ummmmm shit I forgot J's name!

I am sorry that I'm here and unable to "Grace" for Jim/Will/Marty...but all my pretty princess powers and thoughts are with her.

To all the girls.....Take luck....Knock em dead.....Give those cowboys something to think about!

Jim...I love you! Break a leg....and thank you for the make-up session.

*smoochies*

2005-10-21T12:25:00.000-06:00

Because it is fun, and I am a geek. Try it!

This is an unusual paragraph. I'm curious how quickly you can find out what is so unusual about it? It looks so plain you would think nothing was wrong with it. In fact, nothing is wrong with it! It is unusual though. Study it, and think about it, but you still may not find anything odd. But if you work at it a bit, you might find out! Try to do so without any coaching.

So, what do you think is wrong with it?

2005-10-18T21:20:00.000-06:00

It's raining! A lot! I love it....although I have found one draw back. I live uphill from almost everywhere. Many of the streets I have to cross are designed to be washes. Anyone want to contribute to the "Waterwings for Mandy's car" fund?

2005-10-17T17:46:00.000-06:00

You Are A: Lamb!

Peaceful and gentle, lambs have been used in religious imagery for millennia. Lambs are baby sheep, an animal tended by shephards since the dawn of history. As a lamb, you tend to stay together in a flock and graze on grassy land. Lambs don't mind being led and tend not to go off on their own.

You were almost a: Duckling or a Duck
You are least like a: Groundhog or a Turtle What Cute Animal Are You?

At this point I'm thinking of greeting you all with "baaaaa" from now on.

2005-10-15T11:37:00.000-06:00

I voluntarily went bowling. This is big news....at least to me. Generally, I need to be seriously bribed to play bar sports. I'm much more of a coach/cheerleader than I am a player. Since being in Havasu I have played pool, thrown darts, and actually arranged the bowling expedition. Of course it could have been the 15 minute Madonna mix/remix followed by Cindy Lauper, George Michael, and Beastie Boys. That mix alone could be considered a bribe (It would have been even sweeter if there was some Prince...I miss Prince...I need the Purple Wonder)under normal circumstances. I think that the best part was the denim, red suede, neon, glowing shoes. Noone can resist the power of shoes!

2005-10-11T11:59:00.000-06:00

I was in an episode of CSI. No, really...I was. Well, it was a dream, but it was most definently CSI. It was one of those focus on one character episodes. It was a Nick episode. ~swoon~ Unfortunately, I was about 16 years old and on a school trip. The main part had to do with finding a missing girl. Nick had taken this case personally and was looking for help. The school trip just ended up in the middle of it.

(Side trip...but it applies you'll see) Remember those wall-walker toys? The little spiders or octopods made out of sticky goo/plastic that when thrown at walls would eventually "walk" themselves to the floor?

(Now back to the dream) We, the students were throwing the spiders at a sign. Only these toys weren't toys...they were alive. They just were...go with it. Eventually, it was decided that to find the girl, her spider would need to be used. Think scrying. So, Nick winds up and throws the toy. *Splat* Right on a map of the building. Only for some reason he now needs to go somewhere else. We are shepharded onto the school bus to follow the team. Because of course we have to be there.

*beep beep beep* I loathe my alarm some days.

Maybe I'll get to see the rest in re-runs...

2005-10-10T17:30:00.000-06:00

I'm back! Didja miss me? I had a fantastic time in Seattle. So many things to see, do, and eat. I was able to convince Abra to let me be dorky and see some of the really touristy things...ie the Space Needle and the monorail. There was much food, as my entertainment directors know Seattle through their stomachs. And....there was of course a bit of rope. In fact, Monk has video of me (taken by the gorgeous Tambo)as winch wench posted on his blog. I highly suggest viewing this (if you haven't already). My girlie bits are covered, I'm laughing almost hysterically, and Griffin is being perfectly evil to me. If you listen closely you can even hear others commenting. It was fun!

In other news, my cat appears to have been only slightly tormented during my vacation. The kitty-sitters decided on Tuesday to poke him and make him move from my bed, by Thursday he was greeting them at the door. Since I've been home he has not been more than two feet away from me. He's purring and occasionally stretching a paw out to touch me.....I may be a figment of his imagination.

2005-10-01T00:17:00.000-06:00

Hi all, CalendarGirl here. The Pink Princess is taking a break. The park will be closed as she visits NerdyGirl in the land of Immoral Mangoes. She didn't leave a clear message as to whether or not she would be sending back stories. If not, feel free to visit the library (see Archives and Links). As always the phone and email lines will be operational and manned...er...womaned by me. The park and all its attractions will resume function in about a week. Until then.....~waves and wanders back into the office~

2005-09-29T16:43:00.000-06:00

In general, I am happy with my lot in life. Occasionally, however, there are days that make me think differently. Days like today. It wasn't even a bad day...at least not until I had my afternoon classes. Unfortunately, they got me to do something I do not do often, yell. I hate yelling. It stresses me out. My nerves go haywire, I can't contol my energy spikes, and I don't like the person I am when I yell.

These days are the ones that make me wish I didn't live alone. I need someone to vent to, someone to yell with, to cling to, or to cuddle with. I want someone to be quiet with.

2005-09-27T12:00:00.000-06:00

There appears to be a little half-moon bruise under my left eye. I don't think I was elbowed by anyone at the party Saturday, as there was no bruise Sunday or yesterday. It appears that I managed to bash myself while sleeping. Too bad I can't remember the dream that went with it!

2005-09-25T20:31:00.000-06:00

Tessa chose me for this....here are my answers...

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY
1. Mandy
2. Ms. M (because my whole last name takes too long apparently)
3. Fish

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD AND THE RATIONALE BEHIND THEM
1. Mandyfish - It combines two of the three.
2. mandymllr - A work related thing
3. DoxyDew - Was my character name for 3 years in the Melodrama

THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF
1. I’m smart
2. My hips
3. I've finally become who I want to be.

THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF
1. My hair looks the same no matter what cut.
2. I have a short attentions span, though this doesn’t always bother me
3. I sometimes trust too easily

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE
1. Irish
2. German
3. English

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU
1. Bugs en mass
2. Being too scared to go after something I want
3. Lack of air

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS
1. Keys
2. Wallet
3. Water bottle

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW
1. t-shirt
2. victoria's secret
3. Rope marks

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE MUSICAL ARTISTS(This question is ridiculously hard. Ask me tomorrow and the answers will all be different.)
1. David Bowie
2. Prince
3. Flogging Molly

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS
1. "China Girl" David Bowie
2. "Caramel" Suzanne Vega
3. "Accidently Kelly Street" Frente

NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS
1. Apply for my AZ teaching cert. I'm only on Reciprocity right now.
2. Go on vacation outside North America
3. I'll fill this one in when I decide

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP
1. Trust
2. Love
3. Laughter

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order)
1. I have issues eating seafood in landlocked states.
2. My grandma taught me to cook
3. I almost always have the t.v or radio on.

THREE THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU
1. Their hands. No explanation...just an eye catching feature
2. Smell. Boys just smell different than girls.
3. I’m with Tessa here – I love the deep voices

THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO
1. Enjoy Nascar
2. Smoke
3. Listen to Mariah Carey

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES
1. reading
2. sleeping
3. visiting friends

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW
1. try out my new toy
2. harass my cat
3. star gaze mid-desert

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING
1. Book Store Owner
2. Children's Advocate
3. Rock Star

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION TO
1. India
2. Ireland
3. South Africa

THREE CHILDREN'S NAMES YOU'VE CONSIDERED FOR YOUR KIDS
1. I can honestly say that I have never thought of about this.
2.
3.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE
1. Learn to speak Hindi
2. Live in Italy
3. Spend a night with Brad Pitt

THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL
1. Pink.
2. Shoes....lots of shoes.
3. I love Romance novels

THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY
1. My favorite socks have holes in them
2. I shop on a need basis
3. I enjoy girl watching

THREE PEOPLE YOU WOULD LIKE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ (If you've already done so...ignore me)
1. Jim
2. Cristin
3. Brittany

2005-09-19T16:51:00.000-06:00

1. I should have known better than to watch Dracula 3000. The tip-off should have been Coolio.

2. I have become horribly addicted to a line of romance novels about Highland Warriors, Fairies, and time travel. Now, my foreign fantasies are all sorts of conflicted between India and Scotland.

3. I am going into hiding this week. No more blogs until I get through grading and P/T conferrences.

4. Love you all.

2005-09-14T12:02:00.000-06:00

Sometimes I have very strange dreams. Last night, for example, I dreamt of my highschool reunion. Sort of. As I didn't go to my 10 year I have no idea what it was like, but the dream was about a reunion. At the very least all the characters were people I knew from highschool. We were interacting on a level that made it seem as if we had stayed friends and were still a part of each others lives. It's a bit disturbing because while there were people I am/was friends with in the dream...there were also people I was not friends with then, in the dream.

It must have something to do with the song I've been humming the last couple days...."It's the end of the world as we know it..." This was the theme song for speech team senior year.

2005-09-13T11:55:00.000-06:00

I know, I know....I haven't posted in a while. I can't really say sorry, just that I didn't have anything exciting to say. Or even not exciting. But now....I'll just give you a recap.

Was gifted with some lovely hair clippies in mauve feathery stuff that honestly makes me look like Red Fraggle...even more so than the muppet hair. Thank You!

Am currently still of the belief that caning is not a fun thing.

Bunny fur is icky.

I like Mexican/Asian fusion food. It however, does not like me.

A parent/teacher meeting scheduled for 10 minutes will last 2.5 hours.

My apartment smells like curry, after last nights cooking adventure. It worked!

CoffeeShopGuy has fallen out of the picture.

I have internet at home now, but can't use it...my battery pack shorted out. It will happen soon.

2005-08-31T16:17:00.000-06:00

~shimmy shimmy boom boom~

I've found bellydancing in LH!

2005-08-28T16:12:00.000-06:00

Apparently, the notion that LH is the up and coming spring break mecca has gone to some peoples heads. Namely the girls and women here. At any given time you can see more than you really want to. They all look like they walked right out of an MTV video (if MTV still played videos). You know the look...short short short frilly skirt (it could be mistaken for a belt), the tube top/tank to show off the bought barbie doll breasts, lots of jewelry, high strappy heels, and possibly some sort of hat (yes trucker caps on girls are still popular here). You see this everywhere. Why does it matter? Well, actually it doesn't. I just felt the urge to share after noticing one outfit last night. I was at the bowling alley with a couple other teachers, when in walks a girl looking like she is wearing a tube sock. I think it was a top...but...well white stretchy material with yellow and blue stripes around the very top? Tube sock.

2005-08-26T12:17:00.000-06:00

Please tell me Friday is over soon...It's not a bad day...just a long day.

2005-08-23T12:14:00.000-06:00

For Kyle:
Sweetpea, I am not intentionally ignoring your calls. You just have bad timing. In both cases the coffeeshopguy was over. He's all for providing the after - aftercare-care. Which means the phone gets ignored and I get to be the center of his attention. I'll call you soon...I promise! ~holds up three fingers cause she actually was a girlscout~

2005-08-22T12:08:00.000-06:00

Of all the nicknames I have, that could be chosen, that I answer to....the bdsm community has been stuck with Fish. With my email address and the fact that there is already a Red (very tall flaming red-headed Domme) and Princess Pink just isn't quite the style I want. Fish seemed to be the way to go. I wasn't opposed to just using my name...but...well....Fish leaves the door open for so many jokes.

I had a wonderful time in Phoenix. Met three tops, two of who have things for fetish wear. They let me play dress up with their closets. There is a lovely boy who has this thing about teasing other subs (as in tickling) and one with a foot fetish....he gives the most delightful foot rubs and has a thing for my secretary heels. And who knew that after being wrapped in rope, chain, and saranwrap that skin would be so overly sensitive that even the gentlest touches aren't exactly comfortable?

Random side note..... it appears that much like Laramie I am allergic to Phoenix. Freaking allergies!

2005-08-16T15:43:00.000-06:00

Request for supplies...

I need a calendar, a pirate's flag, and something pink and sparkley (school appropriate). Seriously. If you have 'em, send 'em my way.

2005-08-16T12:25:00.000-06:00

I get T.V. next Tuesday! I have been going through withdrawls. It is sad really...I've been camping out at friend's places as an excuse to watch anything. Desperately needing a L&O fix!

Oh! I'll be going to Phoenix this weekend to play at APEX. I've managed to get myself involved with planning my costume for the next party....1002 Arabian Nights (The one you don't talk about!) Bondage and bellydance costumes! Now, if I could just find someone who understands that I can be a newbie in the community but still have a high capacity for pain. Some people are soooo soft.....sheesh! ;)

2005-08-14T15:33:00.000-06:00

Coffeeshop guy and I went to dinner last night. I'm going to continue calling him that here because that is how he introduced himself over the phone. "Hi this is ______. You know...coffeeshop guy." We decide to try out one of the many different varieties of chinese food offered here. Very yummy though the name of the establishment is still giving me the giggles. Lin's Chinese and Pizza. Yep, two completely different food styles in one restaurant. I don't know if I am brave enough to try the pizza.

2005-08-13T17:28:00.000-06:00

Pssst...check out the links

2005-08-11T12:25:00.000-06:00

There was a girl, with a book, in a coffee shop. Then there was a boy.

~grin~

2005-08-01T14:31:00.000-06:00

Didn't mean for that last post to be as down as it became. I'm actually still excited about this town, just have to wait until things are settled with the school before I go out looking for social.

That being said, thanks for the ideas...but...

1. I get stared at regularly here because I appear to be the only person that walks anywhere.
2. All ten people I work with stared at me when I asked about parks. They had to struggle...there is only one apparently.
3. I am the only single (as in not married) person working in the school.
4. I have made friends with the spanish teacher...she's geeky too!
5. The town really is made up of senior citizens and teenagers. Not entirely sure how...but that is how it appears.
6. I am deeply entrenched in Harry Potter (finally) so very good!
7. Blessed Lammas!

2005-07-29T17:00:00.000-06:00

I have a temporary guest pass to use the computers at the public library...Just so you know. I finally have all of my stuff, but my apartment is ghetto. Bigger than the Laramie one, but I'm thinking of looking for someplace else. Especially since I haven't seen a contract/lease yet....and I've asked!

I spent the day making my classroom livable. I'm excited!

It shouldn't have been possible, but I do believe that I have found a town with less to do than Laramie. That may not be true, but so far... I've heard about a GLBTQ community; it appears to fly under the raydar and I haven't been given the secret passwords for entrance. Kink really is a no go here, not that it is a surprise. I haven't even been able to find a toy store! As soon as money starts happening again I will be heading over to Phoenix to meet up with their community.

Where do "grown-ups" go to make friends? I don't think I've ever had to do this before on my own....there was always someone known. There are bars/clubs here...but is it odd to go alone? If I'm not looking to take someone home...just make friends?

2005-07-26T21:03:00.000-06:00

Quick update:

It's fucking hot!!!! Ok now that's out of my system...I've made it to Lake Havasu. My apartment isn't ready yet. Currently there is no electricity, the toilet is possessed, and for some odd reason the fridge has spawned....there are three. Due to these ummm...bumps....I'm staying at a local hotel. There is also a nifty coffee shop within walking distance (where I am now) that is giving me free access for buying caffiene and not melting on the tables. Ohh! My phone is on crack. I can't get to the voicemail at all and the number keeps routing through a local carrier....so if you get some odd number continually coming up. Answer dammit! I'm trying to talk to you!

Perhaps I will find a real life later...for now I'm back to the hotel. 'Night.

2005-07-24T14:46:00.000-06:00

My bags are packed. The apartment is empty. I hit the road tomorrow (Monday) morning bright and early. I'll be without internet of any form for a while. My little laptop isn't cool enough to have a wireless connection. There will be calls placed to some of you....mostly for verification that Utah hasn't sucked me in. In a couple days Mandyland will have completed the transition to the land of sweltering heat!

I love you.
I'll miss you.

2005-07-19T13:45:00.000-06:00

I hate packing.

I'm tired of packing.

I'm avoiding packing.

Harry Potter has not been opened yet. Well, opened as in out of the box..yes. Opened as in read, no. I'm saving it for the move. I have finished a rather interesting vampire book, a historical fiction that made me break out my geek-tools and do outside research to determine which facts were real and which weren't. I also have some comics/graphic novels/whathaveyou from Linus, to get through before the weekend.

Oh. And incase you haven't heard. Numfar's dance for joy did not please the gods. My car is getting about $200 worth of work done. Without it the car won't be able to leave the state let alone get me to Lake Havasu. Collection? Anyone?

2005-07-15T09:06:00.000-06:00

I recieved this email from the gods of book distribution, aka Amazon.com, apparently just reminding me that HP was on its way. As if! Who could forget a thing like that!?!
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We hope you will be thrilled to know that we've begun preparing your order for shipment and we are confident that it will be delivered on Saturday, July 16.

Translation: We are picking an arbitrary date. If it isn't out by that date, you can't do anything about it. So there. We are tired of dealing with you Harry Potter- worshiping freaks.

Most books will be delivered by U.S. Mail, either with your regular mail delivery or in a separate, special mail delivery. Some orders may be delivered by UPS.

Translation: No, we do not have the power to deliver your books by owl, chimney flue, or hocus pocus.

You should have your copy (or copies) of "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince" in your hands no later than 7:00 p.m. (in your time zone) on July 16. Because our carriers are delivering hundreds of thousands of books on that day, we do ask that you wait until 7:00 p.m. before contacting customer service if you haven't received your order.

Translation: Just keep your robes on, you scar-drawn-on-your-forehead weirdos. Casting spells and cursing the mail won't get your book out any faster. Go practice your levitating or something.

Although we're not requiring a signature, we still recommend that someone be home to accept the package, as the driver may not leave it on your doorstep if they don't feel it's safe to do so.

Translation: We know you will be haunting the doorway, so don't pretend you aren't home when the mailman knocks on your door. Otherwise, some other Muggle will get your book and there is nothing we can/will do about that....except maybe laugh.

2005-07-14T12:06:00.000-06:00

~must bang head on wall now!~

2005-07-14T08:52:00.000-06:00

After seven plastic packing tubs and several journeys to the dumpster, I have come to the conclusion that I have single handedly brought down at least one forest. There are reams of paper disguised as articles that I absolutely needed to read to get through the courses. There are pieces of stories, poems, essays, and research topics. Pages torn, or copied, from magazines are folded and fluttering around. And the notes...my Goddess the NOTES!!! You'd think I was under the misconception that I'll become famous and my notes and doodles will someday be coveted by many. There are also lists. I like lists. I am very good at lists. I've chalked it up to one of the few truly Capricornian things that I do. Making lists is my way of keeping me organized. Not that anyone else can tell, but without them I'd be a lost cause. Unfortunately, I have not been able to figure out how to keep my lists. The get used as bookmarks, written on the back of notes or receipts, tossed into the back seat of my car, or the worst fate of all...left to find shelter on my bookshelf or in drawers. If you ever receive a book/journal from me, flip through see what I've left behind. I enjoy leaving little notes tucked between the pages. I will write in the journal before you get a chance to. If by chance you are gifted with one of my lists...I'd suggest framing it. Or you could release it into the wild to join your lost button and missing pair of scissors.

2005-07-12T12:03:00.000-06:00

So, I stumbled onto one of those "doll" making sites. The cartoon doll me is hot! I want to look like her for real.

2005-07-11T08:48:00.000-06:00

Because everyone's Mondays should be filled with sex, dirty talk, and toys.....or at least websites about them...

Let's start with the history of vibrators. There is even a slide show. Take notes...there might be a quiz.

Now that we know the back story, let's move on to today's sexual aids. Personally, I want this one. My "rabbit" died a horrible death involving some scissors. You'll have to bribe me for those details. But, without the rabbit....could be lots of fun!

If pearly-rotating goodness isn't quite what you are looking for, may I suggest something a bit more...stable, but equally fabulous? Pretty and functional. It could become one of the "art" pieces. From the looks of the flared bottom it could possibly also fit into a harness.

Where was I? Oh yes...toys. Sometimes good sex toys fall into the wrong hands. It's funny and quite possibly very wrong!

Now that we've ventured into the land of surreal sex, I suggest a visit to Shokushu High School. Think "Choose-Your-Own-Adventure" meets tentacle sex.

Need a safety net after that over stimulation of links? I'm not exactly sure how blogger aftercare is supposed to work; a giggle is always good right? It appears that some landscapers have a twisted sense of style. This blogger has taken pictures of Buttplug Park. It's about the third post down.

To bring our little journey to a natural conclusion, please remember that indulging in this much fun may have consequences. I suggest handling them better than this guy did.

Oh heck. One more goodie, as a parting gift.

2005-07-08T08:32:00.000-06:00

You Are Subversion!
You are systematic and secretive. Sometimes even very calculating. Most everyone trusts you but they have no idea what really goes on in your head. You are capable of being nice or mean, whatever a situation calls for. You look out for #1.

What Naughty My Little Pony Are You?

Just because...

2005-07-07T09:31:00.000-06:00

Oh dear. I may have put my foot in it. In fact, I do believe that the shit-ith hit-ith the fan-ith.

I'm normally very good at watching what I say around my family. Not because I'm ashamed of who I am or what I believe, but because I don't feel like defending myself against most of my family (they like to gang up) and because I don't normally feel the urge to hack away at flimsy ties outright. That being said, I think I outted myself and/ or started a family grudge match yesterday.

I was talking with my grandmother (father's side), trying to sound involved in the conversation about how hot AZ is (because I didn't think about that before) and how I will be recieving boxes of cotton clothes that she thinks I need (i.e. don't fit her anymore), when out of the blue she starts in on how I'll just have to make the best of the situation. When I asked her what she meant (Right here...this is the start of my downfall.) she responded with something along the lines of "Well, AZ is so liberal...it may be uncomfortable for you...certainly no family will be comfortable visiting." I'll pause for a moment while you laugh ...a lot.

Something snapped in me. Instead of my normal, "Yeah...I think I'll be fine..." a smart-assed reply usually reserved for friends or picket-line enemies came forth. "Grandma...I'm actually quite liberal. I believe in human rights, gay rights, I'm against descrimination and segregation. I'm also for animal rights. I hate guns and do not believe that GWBush is the greatest gift to president-kind...." That's actually the explanation that came spilling out shortly after, "yeah, cause I'm soooo conservative."

She hung up shortly thereafter...with me. She apparently was on the phone to most members of my family. I recieved 35 emails between then and 9am. All of them quoting bible and Bush and all sorts of vile, oozing, conservative propaganda. I am currently, heroically, resisting the urge to respond to all emails with an invitation to come visit...signed by their loving, tattoo'd, bisexual, bondage loving, Wiccan (Insert appropriate familial relation category here).

But on the plus side...I've found and acquired a nifty Harry Potter countdown thingy. Check it out.

2005-07-05T08:42:00.000-06:00

You scored as Faerie. Faerie: Aren't you a cute little flying person? Faeries are earth spirits. They live among each element completely hidden. They have cousins called Pixies. Pixies however, are very mischevious. They enjoy tormenting other creatures for fun. Little pranksters.. I hope you never meet one. Pixies have a bad reputation for finding a creature and clinging to them until death. Faeries can be somewhat close to a Pixie, but mostly they are loving, playful, and carry with them a child-like enthusiasm for life. Hide among the pedals of a Daisy, you are a Faerie.

Mermaid

75%

Faerie

75%

WereWolf

59%

Angel

58%

Dragon

42%

Demon

42%

What Mythological Creature are you? (Cool Pics!)
created with QuizFarm.com

*stolen shamelessly from Griffin

2005-07-04T09:37:00.000-06:00

Happy Launch Debris Into The Atmosphere To Celebrate Our Country Day.

2005-06-30T07:46:00.000-06:00

We salute our Locutus of Blog, Abra, as she joins the ranks of the graduated and begins her life in Seattle. We send her off with open hearts and our warmest of wishes. Take luck and enjoy your adventures, NerdyGirl, but remember we are only a blog post away.

Beautiful girl, You are always taking pictures of yourself in mirrors. I have a theory. You don't actually believe you are real. You've lived in academia so long that you believe you have become the constructs that people think you are. Now, you have the opportunity to be the person you want to be and live the life you want. I hope the mirror photos don't stop, but that you are finally able to see what I do...an amazing woman and friend.

2005-06-28T09:27:00.000-06:00

Fucking allergies.

2005-06-27T08:05:00.000-06:00

This weekend a friend asked me about my "secret ritual." By this she meant, those things I do when I am home alone...having me time. This is not the oh-nothing-is-going-on-so-I'll-stay-home-stuff or even the must-clean-the-house-and-collapse-stuff. She wanted the I-planned-to-stay-home-and-pamper-myself-stuff, in detail.

I'd never thought of this before. What actions did I repeat often enough to be considered ritual? I had to decide what was repeated because I wanted it to be and what was a result of my finding repetitive tasks comforting.

I do indeed have a "secret ritual." Although, secret is a strange word here. I am sharing this with you now, so therefore it is no longer secret. That being said, it is likely that most will never know when I have had one of these nights...so it will still be somewhat of a secret.

After the onslaught of her questions, my ritual can be laid out like this: These nights are rarely a concious choice. From my point of view, they happen when they need to, without my rearranging the schedule or neglecting phone calls and emails. It usually begins in the late evening, after dinner. I take a shower...longer than the morning get-clean ones but shorter than the staying-in-until-the-water-turns-to-ice ones. Wrapped in fresh towels, this is the only time I use two (hair and body), I move on to the pamper part. First there is lotion. Lots of lotion. Everywhere. The good, thick, supposed to be for massages type stuff. This last time it was of the sandalwood rose flavor. Then into jammies. They can't be everyday pj pants and tank top. No, indeed the nightie that was probably meant to be lingerie but that has since taken on a new roll finds life on these nights. Now for my favorite part. I find something to drink...water, tea, chai all work well. Wine makes this absolutely perfect. Glass in hand I settle in for a movie, but only after lighting as many candles as my apartment will allow and turning off the lamps. There are generally three movies that I choose from for these nights; The Last of the Mohicans, Almost Famous, and Secretary. Occasionally, Love Actually or one of the vampire movies will sneak into the rotation. When the movie is over, the glass stays in the living room, the candles are blown out, and I curl up in bed to read or sleep. Not overly exciting for the world in general but beautifully decadent to me.

What is your secret ritual?

2005-06-24T11:15:00.000-06:00

I've found 3 templates that I like. Now on to deciding which I can live with for a while. #1, #2, #3

Thank you Sarah! (She played, tweaked, and tried to build me a template!)

Some of the titles in the links section have been changed or added.

I want a nap.

Finding an apartment long distance is a pain. Sucks goat toes, actually.

Rosmary's Baby is the film tonight. Anyone want to come? Geology building rm 216, bring a pillow.

Craig's List only hits Phoenix. Damn!

Get your Pirate's Name here. I'm Mad Mary Rakham (Rack 'em). Aaarrgghh!

I need to do laundry.

Book shopping sounds fabulous right now. Wonder if there are any good, twisted, fairy tales out now?

There are 3 bug bites on my right leg. This irks me. I was wearing jeans yesterday.

Nope, nothing important to say.

Happy P.O.E.T.S. Day!

2005-06-22T09:57:00.000-06:00

When did everything suddenly become overly large in blogger? Is it just my computer? Please say I didn't accidently hit the "fucks shit up" button...grrr! I did. All better now though. Wait. No! Foiled again! Why do I pretend to be a computer geek?

Anyway, I'm feeling the urge to revamp Mandyland. The multilayered, bubble gum meets hooker Barbie pink just isn't doing it for me right now. I'm horrible at finding new set-ups, but would prefer to not use the basic blogger ones. Any ideas? Help me start gathering sites, please...

Also, There are a few people who have been left off the links list up till now. Emily, Kyle, Monk, Griffin.....Are you willing to be linked? Anyone else? I'm sure I'm forgetting several someones. Dead links will be going away too. Anyone absolutely dying to stay linked even if you don't post anymore?

Any other suggestions, concerns, questions, or gifts?

Side note** All fixed now. Everything is it's proper size. Yay me!

2005-06-21T07:59:00.000-06:00

Last night....I bought avacados, bananas, and sunflowers.
Last night....I played in the rain.
This morning..I fed owls.
This morning..I watched the sun come up.
This morning..I fell back to sleep.
This morning..I moved my stereo closer to the wall.
This morning..I blasted AFI (teen goth music) while I took my shower.
Today.........I wore a cute skirt and pinned my hair back.
Today.........Is going to be a great day!

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Today is the Summer Solstice...go play outside!

2005-06-20T08:39:00.000-06:00

Week 1 Sci-fi/Horror rundown:

1. The Day the Earth Stood Still. The alien is a geeky, somewhat vengeful, Christ figure. Everyone sing along, "Michael Rennie was ill the Day the Earth Stood Still..." Oh, and let's not forget about nuclear war.

2. The Thing. Lots of scientific advancement vs. moral advancement. The whole nuclear war thing again. And will you just "Shut the door!"

3. 2001: A Space Odyssey. An obilisque that inflicts strange mutating powers on all who touch it. Or is that called evolution? A computer who thinks for himself. There is also the plaguing question of: Why didn't someone tell Mr.Kubric that he didn't need to include the entirety of the "Blue Danube" waltz....twice?

4.Alien. Inside is safe. Outside is chaos or death. Think cancer. It grows inside you until it kills you. Ripley was meant to be played by a male. The costumer should be shot. Couldn't they find space underwear that fit Ms. Weaver properly?

*There should be five films, but one was cut due to someone touching the invisible "fucks shit up" button. Now, I must go write the paper that is due at 6 tonight.

2005-06-18T01:01:00.000-06:00

It started with a cuddle on the sofa with a Pretty Flower.
It hit harder during the impromptu half-drag show put on by Marty Graw and Oblivia.
It made me cry instead of sing with the chorus of "Rent".

It took me a while to get here. I was not acknowledging the truth....this ball of nervous energy and excitement isn't all about the job. I will no longer be able to see the loves of my life (at any given time). I've never set out on adventure alone. I know deep inside this situation is good. Right now....right now I want to go back to ignoring this pain.

2005-06-17T09:10:00.000-06:00

This is possibly the coolest body scrub in the universe! Now, before anyone calls me on not actually trying all the body scrubs in existence....check this out:

A new way to get your caffeine in the morning! The scrubby part of this is ground up coffee beans. Not only does your skin look good, but there is this nice little "alive" tingle left over. Plus, the mocha smell lasts for a good hour (at least) if you don't put lotion or perfume/cologne on over it! Absolute indulgence....yummy! Bonus prize? It is on sale!

Oh, and if mocha isn't your style, there is also a Kona coffee style and a Margarita style.

2005-06-15T08:24:00.000-06:00

The Interview Game

Here are The Official Interview Game Rules:

1. If you want to participate, leave a comment below saying "interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions - each person's will be different.
3. You will update your journal/blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

My questions from Linus:

1)By means of an advanced global electrostatic broad spectrum, um, ray thingy, aliens have removed the color pink from the spectrum. What takes its place?

I've got your advanced global electrostatic broad spectrum ray thingy right here! Khan!! Err...umm...blue?

2) Cucumber or zucchini?

Hmmm.. Which to use? The cuc is smooth and firm. You can squeeze with quite a bit of pressure before the skin breaks. But the zucchini...the striations are interesting. Texture can be a very good thing. Both take a bit of work. I suppose it comes down to...What am I making for dinner?

3) Like any good Seer in a Conan movie, your clairvoyant powers will cease once you lose your virginity (ahem). What job in the Ministry will you apply for if/when that happens?

Fluffy bunnies of the apocalypse. All four of them. Think Hindi deities....multiple personalities and arms....err ears.

4) Soon you will leave for Lake Havasu. What will you miss the most from Laramie?

Until the compound is built, stocked, and guarded I will miss the Flock...and all of the fringy followers. And the snow...and the wind...and having to leave town to find stores without "Mart" in the name...

5) As you reinvent yourself in Arizona, your AFF profile will need to be revamped a bit. Show us a rough draft the new you.

HI, I'm a transplant from the wilds of Wyoming. I aspire to be look like Jessica Simpson, but with the smarts of Lisa Simpson. I went to veterinary school because I like kids. I'm looking for a Gilbert Godfreid type Master. Preferably one who would rather sit on the sofa than do anything social. I'm great at house cleaning and will willingly pick your dirty underwear up off the floor...

Must stop now...am laughing so hard this hurts!

2005-06-14T07:53:00.000-06:00

I got the job!

I am Lake Havasu, Arizona's newest English Teacher! (No details yet...still working that out.)

For those in the know....it's finally official!

Everyone happy dance with me....Right where you are.....That's it!

2005-06-13T10:13:00.000-06:00

Monday morning IM conversation with Lady (my mom)

L: I didn't go (to church) yesterday...I'm a pansy.

M: Huh..why not?

L: It was pouring...looked like I might need a boat...or a poncho.

M: Well, that is a good reason...though I'm sure someone would have had an umbrella.

L: I just need something to get to the car. I poke myself in the eye with an umbrella. Besides, it's sideways when I hold it with my walker.

M: So, the person taking you couldn't hold the umbrella for you?

L: They're both older than me, even older than grandma. Penny wasn't here. She was back east.

M: ok

L: I haven't owned an umbrella since I was little and would stand in the rain to watch the worms go down the gutter.

M: goober.

L: No, its worse to put them on a sponge and send them down... they get stuck in the holes.

M: Mom! Why would you do that? Poor innocent wormies!

L: Because it is TRUE! I am an expert.

M: Do you also throw Alka-seltzer to seagulls? Feed bubble gum to gophers?

L: No, the only place to see gulls here is the dump and gum to gophers is like that cartoon with the dog farting out bubbles. But, I did put worms in a band-aid box and scare your grandma with them.

M: I only remember you putting gummy worms in desserts to scare grandma.

L: Worms and I have been friends a long time

M: So you like worms...but not grasshoppers?

L: NO HOPPERS!!!!

L: At least you were too little to remember me bailing out of the car and leaving you in your car seat because a hopper was in the car!

M: laughs...wow. Why don't other creepy crawlies bother you?

L: Haven't met that many..like what?

M: Spiders, ants, ladybugs....anything....snakes?

L: I am only really afraid of hoppers and ex-husbands, they 're snakes

M: uggghhh!!!

L: I had 3 birthday cakes and 2 meals out! and got a lot of good-smelling stuff too.

M: Yay! go you!

L: You can just call me spoiled. At least I don't smell that way. I have to get dressed to go. See you ssssssssssss Sunday... did you see that snake go by?

M: ~groan~ go away!

That's right kiddies, The Breakfast Club is celebrating its 20th anniversary!

2005-06-10T09:24:00.000-06:00

Dear Mr. Vernon: We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But, we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But, what we found out is that each one of us is: a brain . . .an athlete . . .a basket case . . .a princess . . .AND a criminal.

The Breakfast Club is celebrating its 20th Anniversary!

I remember seeing this movie, and adoring it, when it came out in the '80s. It is still one of my favorite movies, even though I can no longer identify with just one of the characters. Anyone born after 1980 will now close their mouths and keep quiet. I have clothespins and they fit nicely on tongues!

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Holy Awkward Moment, Batman!

I tried to avoid it. I really did. Unfortunately, the part of my brain that thrives on popculture forced me to watch the MTV Movie Awards. Between Jimmy Falon not giving his "A game", Napoleon Dynomite winning too many awards, and some thoroughly stupid mini-movies there were a couple stellar moments. Not really. Unlike previous years, this one had more disturbing moments than memorable ones. It started its downhill roll when Eminem decided it would be a good idea to perform an intro song with life-sized CrankYankers booty-girls. I gave up on the show shortly after Tom Cruise gave his overly prepared acceptance speech for being a lifetime entertainer. In true award show fashion there was a montage of Tom's movies. However, they chose to downplay one of his less mainstream roles.

I don't understand why. Come on Tom, you can't possibly be ashamed of a movie where you run around in a chainmail tunic (but little else), talk with trolls and elves, Tim Curry plays a demon, and you get to proclaim to the world that you believe in unicorns!?!

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I started watching a strangely fascinating B-movie fairytale last night. Snow White: A Tale of Terror. Sigourney Weaver plays the evil step-mother/witch. It seems to be trying to get back to the original, dark, violent, non-disneyized fairytales. There are moments where it is exceedingly Gothic and others when it falls into a vague we-must-be-in-the-middle ages-she's wearing a long dress and his sleeves aren't sewn on completely - time period. Anybody up for renting it and MST3K'ing it with me?

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And one last picture, just for the easily breakable Brit.

Ass-Chaps!!!

2005-06-09T14:18:00.000-06:00

I've managed to spill on myself at least 3 times today. Tea, hot chocolate, and the ongoing deluge of water fountain drips. Hmmm..I like the word deluge...it's just fun to say. I wish I had money. So many things I want to do, see, buy, visit, investigate, or experience this summer are out of my league for a while. My nose itches. I've been battling allergies since last night. It sucks being allergic to the town you live in. I stumbled onto some fun picture sites including the Folsom Street Fair picture archives. There is a blog/picture post in the works that should be fun on all sorts of levels. Spidergag. The theme song to Picture Pages just popped into my head. Remember it? Bored. Very bored.