Washington — White House staffers arranged a well-deserved surprise party for President Bush today, in honor of the one-year anniversary of the Iraq War. Invited guests arrived at the White House in secret, and shocked the President with cheers of “Happy Anniversary” in the normally quiet and reserved Roosevelt Room.
Wonder if they did an honorary reading of “The Hungry Little Caterpillar” to make George a happy boy?
You CANNOT hold a conversation by having “Hi”, “N/M J/C” and “Hello?!!” as your entire vocabulary online. If you can’t hold a conversation or won’t try to talk to someone, you are better off either in a chat room or just offline, period.
Tuesday, my mom breaks the news to me that my brother Andrew’s dog had a litter of 3 puppies the night before.
I was sort of taken aback by this news — I didn’t know the sexes of Andy’s dogs to begin with, I didn’t know one of the dogs had become pregnant and I had no idea in hell that one of these dogs had given birth.
“So, his dogs have been screwing, huh?” was my immediate response… It earned me a blank stared and a gasped-like chuckle that lasted for several minutes…
When you don’t know the full story, folks, stick with the facts you do know… :smile
I’ve already gone off on this topic and my views on it, but seriously folks, with this “epidemic” going way out of control…
America needs you Jane! Get off your flabby ass and save us!!! :smile j/k
Stranger things have happened but after a couple of years of silence I think I just heard from someone I knew on here….
Found! My Precious is FOUND!!! :woot:woot:woot
Yes, kiddies, Johnny is a happy camper right now not so much because the Lightning eeked out a win last night in Chicago, not because it’s a bright and glorious day outside.
Nope. None of those things matter.
What DOES Matter is that I got a return receipt from Sony with regards to my Playstation 2! It (FINALLY) arrived at one of their Service Centers on Monday. Now, if the machine gets repaired and returned to me is another story, but I am happy as a clam to know that the machine isn’t lost in the mail like I had worried.
I think… uh… I might be straight, everyone.
I know this comes as a shock to you all but it’s more shocking to me than any of you. I don’t know how I will live with myself – being drawn to the opposite sex and all that….
I think I might be straight flyer from the Gator Gay-Straight Alliance.
(thanks to Lies.com for this hilarious and entertaining flyer — this is not a bigoted post, just humor. No offense is intended and… well, shit… If you’re offended, lighten up)
Let’s see how much of an entry I can write through my pager, shall we?
Oh, I’m not posting this through my pager but I am writing it on my pager, and then sending it to my email account and THEN copying it, pasting it, and posting it on Der Stonegauge.
As if I’d have nothing better to do with my time? :tongue
So here we are on Wednesday, I have an eye appointment in a little bit, seems my eye is infected and that is screwing up the works. But first and foremost? LUNCH…. Well, seeing it’s 2PM maybe this should be called something else? You know, sorta like “Snack time” like you had in Elementary School.
I’m heading to my first Lightning game of the season on Friday with Michelle. I would have gone sooner but I’m a gimp and climbing the risers would be tough. Michelle’s been bored out of her mind lately and her boyfriend is working so — good company and great hockey is what will be going on Friday.
“Not a date, definately not a date.” Vincent Vega, Pulp Fiction
Something’s been bothering me for a while and I have put off talking about it in here for the sake of being a lazy shit – I’ve planned to write about it for a while but I just haven’t gotten around to doing it. It’s something that affects my family – or at least a member of my family – directly while the rest of my family is affected by it indirectly.
(Side positive note – at least it’s not a problem I am facing that is coming down on the rest of my family…. For a change :tongue )
No, this problem is affecting Andy directly. My younger brother who lives on his own with his girlfriend and her two kids. And even with this problem, it’s not Andy himself who is inflicted with the problem – he’s just the one who has to carry part of the blunt weight of this problem on his shoulders.
You see, Andy’s girlfriend’s son, Austin, has a bit of a problem right now… Something inside isn’t right and I don’t mean some type of disease like I have – but emotionally and possibly mentally not right. He has always pissed me off a bit for not understanding me and the fact I can’t understand him, he’s always come off a little hyper as well and I figured like “that”, you know?
But, and I am not fully aware of what is going on so believe me when I say this can be very inaccurate… Austin is having “rages” of sorts. He’s four years old and, instead of temper tantrums, he is going into fits of kicking, screaming, biting, clawing and such and then when it’s over he has no memory of what happened. Someone suggested the kid might be bi-polar at four-years-old?
And I experienced some of his oddities last time he was over here that sorta pissed me off at the time. He woke me up as I was taking a nap — staring at me and just making me notice him… He also went into hiding in my brother’s empty bedroom… Hiding behind the door. I noticed he was there and I started asking him why he was there. No response. No, he just started shutting the door and I wanted to know what was up. The kids (Austin and his sister, Elizabeth) aren’t supposed to be upstairs when they aren’t with someone… I asked, he pushed the door closed. I pushed back and he pushed harder. Now, the only problem with this is I am the gimpy one right now — still rehabbing and such…
I ended up getting pissed off and just shouting, “Fine kid! Fine!” I was already upset with how I had been “treated” that night and wanted no part of finding out what was going on with Austin….
But now I feel real bad if he is really… unstable? Not just for Austin himself (being one that knows the troubles of growing up afflicted) but for Andy and his GF. It’s a load of weight for him to carry on his shoulders at 23 and I certainly wou8ldn’t want to be in that situation…
I pray that he can get through it and come out on top.
Everything comes crashing down for me tonight because of the most mundane and stupid stuff, but it still happens becasue of memories and awareness.
A hockey game, an article in Sports Illustrated and I have a mini panic attack (well, not exactly – just got upset). Thinking of places and people and things past… And the blunt traum a of my heart having to let go.
Thing slike this used to occur to me a lot of the time, clouding my thoughts no matter what I did. Fortunately it doesn’t happen that much or at all. BUt still – things got bad enough tonight for me to write about it here in order to get it out of my head….
