She is a bit shy... I hope the warm welcomes will give her the little
push she needs to open up and meet all the wonderful people here...

I am so happy... I have a little corner of my own, to talk about "My
favorite books". I guess that my dearest, loveliest, cutest, yummiest
friend got bored enough of me talking about books, and he gave me a
corner on his own web page for me to blabber about books to no end.

I want to thank you, babes.


If you are curious to know where it is, just mail me

My lovely friend Dangerous, an immigrant from the other side is now here
with us!!! I couldn't be happier!

Guys, please check her out: www.justsayhi.com/dangerous and welcome her
personally.

Light and Love to you all!

to the left. to the left, everything he owns on the box to the left...

he better not be thinking he is irreplaceable...

Honey, life has a way of throwing things our way. Opportunitys and
banana peels alike. I think this is one cruel banana peel that life has
thrown your way. But since you have been good and kept your eyes open,
you sortd that out.

Now, if his friends and family has turned their backs on him, is maybe
because they are fed up with his displicent manner and his abuse. In
the month that you dated, he couldn't find a job? Not even flipping
burgers? To at least buy you a soda and help pay for the gas you used
transporting him? C'mon! He abused you, the same way he abused his
family and his friends. And now he has benn left to touch the bottom and
try to swim back up to the surface.

He doesn't want a little help, he wants you to support him, all the way.

Leave him be. Let him sink, he'll come afloat one way or the other. If
he kicks up and saves his ass, maybe... now if he drowns, you'll know
for sure he was useless to begin with, and good riddance.

Wish you the best of lucks!

Poor thing!

Mach, Etahn Hawke

My week was an unremarkable week. It was moodless. I was not moody, or
angry, or happy, or content. I wasn't sad, or joyfol. I did not miss
anybody, nor cared if I was missed. I had no passion. For nothing. I was
able to wake up, and stay awake, go through the motion of the days, and
go to sleep at night.

And then, like a Dragonfly, it changed overnight, and now I am
passionate again, with new desires and new expectations. And it happened
today. Tahnk you to a phone call regarding a certain site I can't
access.

Thank you for making me feel alive again.

bump!!!

^^^^^^^^Colin Farrell, definitely

Read and white

and the one in my purse is gold, on a blue case

Don't be scared, we are a good troop, we'll help you through.

Welcome!

I am alone but not lonely.

Echoing Ocees thoughts: I measure myself in the impact I cause in
others. But I have narrowed it down to 3 very important people, my
children. I have reaised them all under the same circumstances, giving
them all the same opportunities, and still, they are so very different
and special and respond to me differently.

At the end of the day, their accomplishments are the true measure of my
endeavors and my success. They are the ones the I can hear breath at
night.

The rest of the people around me, complement me and I complement their
lives. If my actions have a turning action in their lives, for the
better, I am content. But under they own free will, they can change
again.

Whatever I give my kids, is like a seed that will grow and they will be
able to reap the benefits later. At least I hope is beneficial.

These things have minds of their own, I'd swear. Toss it and get a new
one. They are disposable, only a bit more costly

Now that you found out where we all went to, let us welcome you!

Be nice in the new sandbox, and have fun!

slippery-grainy

wrinkled-smooth

white-black

sit-stand

Very insightful.

Over the weekend I saw a book called "You go to Hell in pairs" (in
spanish "Al infierno se va en parejas")

And I would add, that you seldomly reach "Glory" at the same time!