Be your fantasy....

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5 million dollars. This is my 5th year adding the Victoria's Secret Fantasy Bra to my wish list.
You buy it, you pretty much own the boobies inside it. They are at your will. Ready to be viewed/fondled at any time.
So find some kindness in your heart (and some spare money in your wallet) and get me this. I'll let you know my size and maybe even send you a picture of the ta-ta's to ensure you are making a good investment. But rest assured, you are.
Serious inquiries only please.

Blistering

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I was going to write about my family tonight and suddenly, I became an idiot.

I was so damned determined to do my own work on my car. And I usually (to an extent) with no problems. The coolant temperature sensor on my car was causing a flashing indicator. So I got the part and some quick advice. Got home and ended up with burning hot coolant all over my face, hands and chest. Was told the sensor had NOTHING to do the actual liquid coolant. Fuckity fuck. It blistered immediately and turned white. I am told that I WILL SCAR. Ended up crying for almost a half hour out of pure vain.

And then the car overheats, smoke comes out.

I add coolant (to make up for what my front side absorbed) and it's better.
No more blinking indicator.

Brakes and oil change this weekend. Fingers crossed for no more scarring tragedies.

Disease....

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Myspace has long been considered a self-centered 'Look at me' community website where all members are actively seeking attention. But then some argue that MySpace is the perfect network community website to find like minded people and artists.

MySpace is one of the worst things to ever hit the net. It has been the main attraction to a bunch of delinquents online. Take for instance, you have a 20 year old male who signs up for MySpace for the reasons of Dating and Serious Relationships. Even better he poses himself as a "ladies man" when he's still single.

From my adventures on MySpace, I've encountered other users that just have the unbelievable nerve to display such an awful profile in public. Everyone could take a lesson or two in web designing. None of them are pleasant to my eyes and in fact, I had to borrow a pair of shades or squint my eyes just to read the unreadable text (I don't have the fucking patience to take my mouse and highlight the shit). Here's a tip for you, lose the fucking background pic and choose colors that don't damage people's eyes when they try to read your profile.

We can all thank the big douchebag Tom for creating the atrocity known as MySpace.


Tom grinning like an asshole...

I've had people telling me that I should go on MySpace for some god awful reasons in which I simply refuse. Those people who tell me to go on MySpace for the lame excuses of networking, making new friends, and meeting hot girls/guys.

Lets start with Numero Uno: Making Friends

There is some point in which making a few friends online is okay but if it gets to the point in which the only friends you have are the ones online, you can rest assured that your social life is pure crap. Want to know how you should be making friends? Go out and meet some people in real life, whether it be at school, in the neighborhood, on the job, or even at a drinking bar. The real way to make friends is IN PERSON, not behind a computer like an anti-social pussy.

'But, I use MySpace to talk and communicate with my frien-'

That's what E-Mail, Instant Messaging, and telephones are for! Isn't that enough?

Now for the second reason people go on MySpace: Networking
People networking does NOT happen solely online. It should happen IN PERSON.
You are supposed to meet the person up close and face-to-face so you can shake his/her hand. Now let's suppose that MySpace for some goddamn reason becomes one of the main ways of networking, especially for getting a career opportunity. Then you are going to have crap like this going on.



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Now onto the last stupid reason(s): Dating/Serious Relationships/Meeting Hot Guys&Gals

This has got to be the most stupid reason to be on MySpace.
Know exactly who you are getting in a relationship with! This is exactly why dating must happen IN PERSON! The reason for online dating and serious relationships is so stupid that my words alone cannot be enough to explain reasons why this is the most stupid reason to be on MySpace.

Idiots who date on MySpace:

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MySpace virtually serves no significant purpose other than to be a waste of precious bandwidth and internet resources as well as a waste of time in corporate offices (YOU PEOPLE SHOULD BE WORKING, NOT FUCKING AROUND ON MYSPACE!)

Free flowing thoughts

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Yes, you may have noticed that I'm not actually 'writing', it's just been cutesy pics and such.
Here is an attempt. Send comment love and praise. You can say anything, even go anonymous.

I love fall. This is the season that I feel the best in.
The season to fall in love, get closer, bundle up.

Why can't I fully engage in this if it's right in front of me? Oh, cause I'm mean as hell.
And I'm still making peace in my heart with my old life. I'm constantly missing something.
The biggest lately is knowing one of my best friends is moving to another country/continent that is more than 8,000 miles away. In less than one month.

I miss school. Financial aid is a true bitch and I had to elect to not attend this semester. I didn't even have cash to pay for my books and then wait on the aid. Piss.

I love my new job. I really think that I will do well there. I am just really excited for Shawn (the person I am replacing) to leave. For various reasons. One being the unprofessional foul language and content of conversation. The second being that he sits/talks too close and doesn't have the peachiest breath. No, not at all.

I made a resolution today. I am going to go into anti-consumer mode as of 6 pm tonight. Now until after Thanksgiving. I know that doesn't sound very long but if you knew how much I lean on the 'retail therapy' crutch, you would be proud. I am hoping that once I complete this, I will realize how much I have and can make do with it. Fingers crossed.
Also, that will help me pay off the threatening credit card. Soooo scary as of late. I'm going to conquer it thoughTackle that beast down.

Listening to 'Now The Sun Is Out' by Greg Johnson. Someone posted about it on their blog and I thought it was directed at me. Silly girl.

"I'm not satisfied with where I'm at in life...
Am I supposed to be happy?
With all I ever wanted, it comes with a price."
-Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
'Cat and Mouse'

My heart just cracked...

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This was obviously more cute than I could handle. Obviously.
Yes, photoshopped. Don't care.
IT'S CUTE!!

Operating systems....

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Also, on the note of kids toys: