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The sun is so hot

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This weather is beginning to get really annoying. I am not a huge fan of the heat and this is just uncomfortable. Now they’re saying that Saturday is going to be 99 degrees – I am not leaving the house and the air conditioning. That way I don’t have to suffer. My plan is to see if mom will do the Wal-Mart run for the week tomorrow instead of Saturday like we’ve been doing. It might even be less crowded on a Friday night then a Saturday and a bit cooler. Well, either way it should be a bit cooler since the sun won’t be pounding down on the building. The goal is to get enough food and drink for the week so I don’t have to buy any food during my vacation. I am somewhat glad that my knitting group I’m planning on joining was canceled for Saturday.

Two weeks now and my back is not better. It starts to get better and then starts to hurt again. Today they were doing free massages at work for the health and wellness fair and it actually helped for an hour after the massage. Yes, I could actually walk straight, didn’t have anything but slight discomfort, and didn’t need my pain medicine. Now – I’m ready to cry again. Seriously. Last night I wound up going to bed before 9 because my back was cramping in the area that’s been hurting for the last week and I could not get comfortable. Yes, that means that I missed Psych last night which sucks but it’ll be onDemand soon so I can watch it over the weekend. Tonight I’m not too sure but I may wind up going to bed sooner rather then later tonight too.

Next week, my plan is to spend my week off relaxing. We aren’t going away and I really don’t want to do much. The plan was to get away from work. And I’m getting it. If I didn’t enjoying texting my friends so much, I’d probably turn off my phone but I like texting and so I think I’ll keep it on. :) Wednesday I am planning on visiting the State Archives. They’re only open Wednesday, Thursday and Friday’s plus Saturdays for Microfilm research. My notebook should be back by then so I can get the information I need from my family tree to know what I want to look for. As long as it’s back this this weekend, I can put together what I want to find since I don’t want to take my computer there. Let’s see, I also have to go through my books and decide what I want to keep and what I don’t want to keep plus try and get the rest of my stuff unpacked. Other then that – it’s time to relax and forget about work.

I might get my laptop back tomorrow. HP shipped it yesterday and while it actually hasn’t left the state of California, my fingers are crossed. I’d really like to work on a webpage or two, play some WOW, and work on my family tree. I can work on a webpage on this computer and work on an outdated version of my family tree and I can play WOW on my desktop if I can get it updated but I want my laptop back. Everything runs so much better on that one then on the other two computers. Plus I really miss my laptop.

And I think I want to get some Lego’s to play with. They have a lot of interesting sets and I do enjoy building them. I know I haven’t done them in years but they were always so much fun. Look what I’ve found at lego.com

http://shop.lego.com/ByTheme/Product.aspx?p=21006&cn=627&d=70 – the White House
http://shop.lego.com/Product/?p=21000 – the Sears Tower
http://shop.lego.com/ByTheme/Product.aspx?p=21003&cn=627 – the Seattle Space Needle
http://shop.lego.com/ByTheme/Product.aspx?p=10193&cn=473&d=70 – the Medieval Market Village
http://shop.lego.com/Product/?p=7946 – King’s Castle

Weird

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There was a creepy guy in the lobby at my therapists office today. When I got there, he was sitting in a chair by the one window. I went into the office, paid my co-pay then went back out and sat on the couch to read while I waited. As I’m sitting there, I noticed that the guy got up, walked across the room and stood next to my left side. He waited a minute then he walked to the other side of the couch and sat down. He stared at me until his therapist came for him. Had therapy and didn’t think anything of it until I was leaving and the guy was just kind of standing in the lobby. I left and the guy decided to leave then too and followed me out. As he was getting in his car, he turned to me and said “Boy, there’s a lot of traffic tonight, I guess we’re going to have to sit here.” Now yes, my therapist is on York Road and yes, there is a lot of traffic but the door to the office, the lobby and the parking lot are in the back and you cannot see the street from there. It was just really weird. I waited until he left before even going to my car.

It’s Saturday

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Happy Saturday. Last night while unpacking, I found my Industry Giant II game and installed it on my old laptop. Today I played around with it and had fun. It’s been awhile since I’ve played it and had to get re-iterated with how the game works but I figured it out. The goal was to rest my sciatic but I wound up doing three loads of wash, made two gallons of iced tea, ice for my mom, cleaned the powder room toilet, got the mail, and started my final project for Software Applications. Now I’m enjoying the time spent with my laptop so I can work on figuring out the book club thing and watching My Family from the beginning again. I love this show and must find more British comedy like this. Plus I’ve got to finish my project for computer class by tomorrow morning.

LOL – the first episode of My Family is great. Ben is a dentist and his wife takes their daughter to another dentist because Ben is always too busy for them. Right now, Ben is lying on the couch talking to a rabbit while drinking and eating the rabbit’s carrot. The son Nick is talking to a girl on the Internet and they asked if it was like the person last time who said they were a 19 year old female who turned out to be a 48 year old bath fitter. I seriously recommend this show to anyone who needs a good laugh. Well, at least I laugh every time I watch it.

Alright, I need to work on my project and I should also work on finding some more pen pals. I have pen pals yes but I really want to make a new friend in Russia and in Israel. But at this point, I’m not sure exactly where I want to look since many of the old pen pal sites are gone and a lot of the new ones are really dating sites.

I’m trying to decide whether I want to ask for the Kindle or of the Nook for my birthday. I’m leaning towards the Nook; I like it so much better; but the Kindle does get British newspapers. Of course, that is the only reason that I was looking at the Kindle – for everything else, I like the Nook.

The Writing Meme

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I write like
J. K. Rowling

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My J.K. Rowling like writing

“You can’t love me.” He paused a moment and looked at her standing there, his fur-lined cloak wrapped tightly around her shoulders. “No, you won’t let yourself love me. And I can’t do this anymore; it’s not enough for me.”

With one last look, he turned and made his way across the mud-filled courtyard, the cold, autumn rain running down his hair and his back.

She stood there silently, her fingers tightly holding the insides of his cloak closed. The rain ran down her face, mixing with the warm, salty tears. He hadn’t given her a chance to talk, to explain. He’d been silent the entire ride home, and with the storm falling around them, she hadn’t tried to talk. Instead, she’d sat behind him on the horse, her arms wrapped around his waist, her face pressed tightly into his back. And when they’d gotten back to the manor, had ridden into the courtyard, he’d silently helped her from the horse and just stared into her eyes for a moment. Than he’d spoken his heart and left her standing there alone, watching his retreating back.

“Richard” she cried out, shaking herself out of the stupor. Pulling the cloak tighter, she hurried across the yard. “Wait, please wait.”

He paused a moment, his head bowing a moment before he turned and looked at her. She stopped in front of him, her breath catching as she looked up at him. “Please Richard, just wait.”

“Stop Teagan, just stop. I can’t do this anymore. It’s not enough loving you when you won’t let yourself love anyone. I’m sorry but I won’t play this game with you anymore.”

Turning his back to her, he walked into the great hall of the manor and closed the door, his heart sinking to his stomach.

She watched the heavy door close and her breath hitched in her throat as her knees gave out and she sank to the ground.


I write like
Stephen King

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My Stephen King like writing

His fingers ran over the soft, pink blanket he had pulled from the white box. Looking up he caught her eye and saw a mix of hurt, pain and love cross over her features before being replaced with a small, tight smile.

“It’s beautiful.”

“Thank you. I made it when I heard it was going to be a girl.”

He looked down again at the varying mix of pinks.

“You didn’t have to.”

“Yes I did.”

“She’s not yours.”

“I know.”

“She’s suppose to be.”

“I know.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you and always will.”

“So will I.”

“I know.”


I write like
Dan Brown

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My Dan Brown like writing

It had come in the mail.

Just a small package no bigger then five inches by five inches and a centimeter thick.

No postal mark or return address to give a clue as to where the package had come from.

Opening it carefully, she lifted an eyebrow as a CD fell from the envelope.

Picking it up, she placed it in the CD player and listened as music began. Song after song played, finally causing tears to come to her eyes as the final track began to play.

Sorry I had to leave. Remember me when you listen. Love you.

and the second piece:

Lightening lit the black sky, striking out to all points visible in the horizon. Thunder rumbled as waves crashed against the shore.

She stumbled forward, her fingertips brushing against the grain.

Rain pounded to the earth, eroding lose ground and stinging the flesh.

She stumbled again, losing her balance on the unsteady surface. Knees landed against sand as she fell forward. Her forehead landed against the wet sand and she stayed there for a moment drawing in much needed air.

‘In and out, in and out’ she repeated in her head while she sucked in as much air as was humanly possible.

As the wind whipped strands of crushed garnet hair against doll like skin, she threw her head back. Rain beat against flesh, plastering strands of hair to her face and washed away signs of the tears that pooled from her chocolate fudge eyes.

Lightning flashed again, illuminating the angst. Her body shook as she chocked back sobs, as muffled sound emitted from her lips; as pain wretched through her soul.

She watched as lightening rippled from here to there, as electricity crackled through the air.

Her lips parted as a scream ripped from her lungs, the angst and pain as plain as the primitive emotions. It caught in the wind and chased away the time as the tears fell freshly opened wounds.

Slowly she lifted her hands, the sand she had been clutching fell.

“Why?” she screamed, the rawness of her feelings present?

The metal glistened with the next flash of lightening and than it was gone, plunged into her breast as though guided by imaginary hands.

Her scream ripped through the air; tears streamed down her face as she pulled the knife from muscle and flesh. It moved slowly, her hands guiding it back until it rested against bloody palms.

Muscles trembling she lifted those open palms and the pain slowly spread.

Her eyes closed as she felt the soft caress of his mouth against hers; as crimson blood trickled between parted lips.

The knife fell to the ground, landing silently in the sand as final breath choked itself from her body.

She fell forward, her face falling to the side. Soulless eyes as cold as ice watched the rain fall. Watched as it slowly washed away the clotting blood down the sandy shore and into the ocean. Watched as her life was carried away by the ragging water – - alone.


I write like
James Fenimore Cooper

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My James Fenimore Cooper like writing

You close your eyes because it’s the only thing left to do. It wasn’t suppose to come to this. You were going to live the life in your dreams. Find that perfect job, marry the main of your dreams, and have two point six kids; that was the dream. You were going to grow old together and watch your grand-kids play in the front yard.

But like so much, your dream hasn’t come true. For so long you thought you failed. You watched as everyone else moved on and lived your dream. The job you wanted turned out to be wrong. It broke your heart to realize you weren’t meant to do the one thing you thought you were meant to do. Then you realized the only thing you need to do is live. Be alive and make new dreams every day.

You’re stilling waiting for the main of your dreams. He’s out there. You know it. You even think you’ve met him. He just needs to realize you’re the girl of his dreams. And the only thing that needs to come from life is happiness. Not every second; every moment; but the overall outcome of life is joy. With a smile, you just need to take a deep breath, and close your eyes.

And leap.

The photo meme

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1. Ask me to take pictures of any aspect of my life you’re curious about.
2. Leave your requests as comments to this entry.
3. Please look at the previous requests as to not do repeats.
4. I’ll snap the pictures and post them.

Sales are my downfall

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My goal today was to get up early and get done the icky chores that I hate; clean the bathroom, empty the litter boxes, fold clean clothes; well, if 11 is early, then I managed to get up early. LOL. Yeah, I overslept by about three hours. I did manage to clean the bathroom before getting my shower but I decided that since I cleaned the bathroom, my brother could do the litter boxes. Such a sweet sister, I know. After that, mom and I were going to take my laptop to Best Buy since it needs to go in for a boo boo but I got distracted. By a sale at the Tommy Hilfiger outlet. Laptop is still here at home while I now have a new sweat shirt, t-shirt, hat, wallet, purse, and scarf. Yeah, so got distracted. Sometimes I’m such a girl and the words sale brings it out. I did check the sale out at the Calvin Kline outlet too but I didn’t see anything that I liked so I skipped that. I managed to stay out of Brooks Brothers, Lane Bryant and Polo Ralph Lauren’s outlets since they were having sales but we did go into the Bath and Body Works outlet. Only spent $10 in there – go Jenn! After that it was off to Giant for some food and now I am here at home. Where the joys of a science paper and two computer projects await me to get finished today.

Steve brought my old laptop up to the new house and I brought my desktop up with me so I’m not going to be completely computerless, just minus my precious computer that I adore. I decided I’m going to send it back to HP since Best Buy only let me take my iPod back once before they said that the warranty was done. Or maybe I will take it to Best Buy – I’m not actually sure yet. I’m a bit…undecided.

Alright – off to the land of homework which means I’ll be distracted and floating around online.

Would you want to read peoples minds?

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If you were given the choice to read one other person’s thoughts, but only if they could read yours too, would you take it? If so, who would you choose, and why?

You know, I thought that my answer to this would be yes. I’ve been complaining and complaining that there are a few peoples who’s minds that I’d like to read just so I can know what they’re thinking. I wouldn’t want to be able to read them all the time; just for a few hours so I can get some answers to some questions that I have. But the more I think about it, the more I say no. It’s not the problem that they could read my mind too because if you ask me a question, then I’ll tell you the answer. No, the problem is what if I don’t like the answer? Maybe living in ignorant bliss really is better then knowing the answer. But then again, I would like an answer to some questions so maybe yes, I would like to read minds. Blah. Such a difficult question.

Livejournal’s Writer’s Block

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So last week I managed to lock myself out front on the porch and had to ring the doorbell to get let back in. Today when I took the recycling to the trash and also the trash down, I remembered to not only take my keys but also to unlock the bottom lock. Well, tonight I was even stupider. I went out in the garage to look for my knitting looms – and managed to lock myself in the garage…in the dark. Yeah. I had to knock on the door until my mom came to let me in the house. Umm…duh? I think the Sun-In is starting to turn my brain blond. Must stop using it.

Tonight I got to play WOW with my dad. YAY! I enjoyed that. Usually no one plays with me. It was nice questing with someone. I am really happy that he played with me. He had to take a break so that’s why I was out in the garage. Now I’m going to go back into WOW and also watch the NASCAR race – go Tony! Yes, I’m back to loving Tony. He’s just so yummy.

I managed to keep some chicken down today. Thank goodness. Because I was seriously getting hungry. Not having eaten much since Wednesday was getting old. And this morning, every time I tried to make toast in the new toaster I managed to burn it. It was actually comical. The first two slices came out black. The next two came out dark brown. Eight slices later, I actually have toast that I could eat. It’s going to take me a little getting used to the toaster.

David asked me if I wanted to go to a Phillie’s game on Friday night. I haven’t been to a Phillie’s game since he took me back in 2001. I said yes; I can drive out to Harrisburg for the weekend after the game. He’s going to have to let me know how much the tickets are but this should be fun. We haven’t spent time together in years and I do miss my best friend. I figure I’ll see if he still like hockey and if he does, I’ll have him come up and take him to a Bear’s game.

Icky

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Well, I just finished filling out my postcards for postcrossing.com. Now all I need to do is put stamps on them and then I can walk them out to the mailbox before I go to bed. Tonight is an early night compared to my normal Friday nights but I’m just getting over the bout of food poisoning that I came down with on Wednesday night and my body just…sucks. Yeah. I think that’s the best way to explain how I feel. It aches everywhere and eating is still somewhat of a challenge. Wednesday night I didn’t sleep at all; just napped for an hour at a time then woke up vomiting until about six. Then I had to wake up at seven to call work and tell them I wasn’t coming in. I managed to fall asleep until nine when I decided to go downstairs and lie on the couch and watch TV while sipping on my Gatorade. Yeah, that worked well. I’d watch for about ten minutes then fall asleep for twenty minutes then wake up for another ten minutes of TV before falling back asleep. That went on until about eleven when I finally fell asleep till about two. That was a nice nap in regards to sleep but it was an odd angle and so I woke up with a kink in my neck. Still have said kink and could really go with a neck massage right now but that isn’t going to happen. Anyways, I napped off and on for the rest of the afternoon/evening. All I did was watch DVDs of ‘Saved by the Bell’ since I really didn’t feel like contending with whatever TV had to offer. I finally went to bed about nine and slept the entire night through. Got up this morning and went to work though I really don’t think I was human until about eleven and then only barely. I probably should have just called out sick and stayed home but that would have made sense. Especially since I haven’t really eaten since Wednesday night and with my sugar problem, that’s not good. I did have four total pieces of dry toast yesterday and about twelve saltines along with two bottles of Gatorade. Today I managed two pieces of bread, ten saltines and a small container of brown rice. Yeah. The only thing food poisoning has going for it is it’s a great way to lose weight though I seriously wouldn’t recommend it. If the dry heaving isn’t enough, it’s not really a healthy way of losing weight. Alright, time to go put clean clothes away and the books that I just got. Yay for spy novels.

Yes, I’ve turned into a chew toy.

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Getting chewed on by a seven month old…well, it started out where I couldn’t stop laughing (yes, apparently I’m ticklish even on my fingers) and then when he started chomping down on my finger, it hurt. I didn’t expect it to hurt more then when my cat chews on my hand but apparently Madi doesn’t bite as hard as Nathan does. It was okay, he is teething and he kept throwing his toys on the floor so my finger was probably the cleanest thing around for him to chew on. Aside from chewing on my finger, he is still trying to undress me and he loved either yanking on my hair (and now he’s chewing on that too) or sticking his fingers on my lower lip and pulling it and attempting to chew on that. Actually, I apparently taste good because he was trying to chew on anything he could. You know, it’s kind of sad that a seven month old is the…you know what, I think I’ll keep that thought to myself. Tired Jenn almost equals writing whatever comes to mind Jenn. Wow, you want to know something; anything no matter how personal; all you need to do is ask me when I’m tired. Dinner was good though. I had fun with Gretchen and with Nathan. Glad that I decided to go out. See, Jenn can be social.

Last night I didn’t get much sleep. I think it was because I had way to much caffeine late in the day. All I know if by the time I fell asleep, I got maybe four hours of sleep. I thought I was going to fall asleep waiting for Gretchen at Corner Bakery Cafe but I didn’t. Got my second wind playing with the cuddle bug and so I came home to play some WOW. I haven’t done much tonight; just collecting herbs and trying to level my skinning score; and that’s really all I’m going to do. Tomorrow night when I get home from work (no going out for Jenn unless she stops at Target to pick up some more cool recycled notebooks) I’m going to do my message board posts for school, finish the really difficult (not) Excel assignment, and then play WOW for the night. I figure it’s probably a better idea to play when I’m not half falling asleep. I have decided though that I need to make some friends on WOW. It gets kind of lonely playing by yourself. And it is an MMORPG so you would think I would have friends. With having so many low characters, I could always just switch servers and make a new character (I’m on Rexxar btw) or I could just play on Dark Iron and bug my dad. But I don’t like PVP plus (I always get killed) plus I’m a member of his guild and it’s always felt a little weird playing with people I know from when he worked with them. That’s just me though. And last time I played with him, he asked me if I needed help and when I said no I was having fun just killing things, he was like oookkkaaayyy. Yeah, not good.

Alright, I think this is where I get off and go to sleep. I’m tired tonight and playing WOW isn’t going to wake me up. Apparently neither is trying to program a template for myfamiliesgenealogy.net either. Damn.