Alright, instead of sleeping, I’m going to go burn some DVDs and watch my movie. Who needs sleep when you have geek movies?

I’ve seen all the episodes of The IT Crowd now. And I want more. I ♥ this show. Seriously. When I watched the first episode, I thought it was going to suck but I kept watching and it was awesome. It really makes me want to embrace my inner geek and just jump into computers headfirst. Oh who am I kidding, you know I’m going to do it. Of course, I’m not going to ruin my black and white effect going on in my new bedroom but I have the entire family room to decorate and I’m thinking that my Star Trek: 2009 movie poster is going to look good out there. Hmm…and video games. *nods* Where was I though? Oh right, the TV show. Seriously, the show is funny. I really wish that I could know those two guys. Well, I don’t know because while I think they’re cool, I have this difficultly talking to the male species. I always have so much to say, then I get faced to a member of the male species and my brain goes blank and I make a complete ass of myself. Why? What is is about someone with XY chromosomes that makes my mind stop working?

Alright, I should work on some penpal letters and some e-mails before class tonight. Get stuff caught up and I can even watch an episodes of The IT Crowd again or find something else to watch.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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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.