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Life and All That Pertains to It; Philosophized

Dec. 20th, 2007

06:37 am - What Do You Have To Say? - Do You Believe?

When did you stop believing in Santa Claus and why?
I stopped believing the literal Santa when I was 5. My step mother told me all about it and I argued with her futilely. I was told to keep the secret so my 2 year old step brother could enjoy it, as he was much too young to learn the reality. I later confronted my mother with it and was angry at being lied at for all my 5 years of life. I totally would have been ok with the fantasy knowing it was fantasy. My mother tried to talk to me about the 'spirit' of Santa, (meaning the idea of it, not the spooks)and I could go for that. Now I have a child of my own, and he knows it is fantasy, and enjoys the fantasy but also knows to respect others beliefs if they believe the factasy to be fact.

Current Mood: sleepysleepy

Dec. 16th, 2007

09:15 am - No, I felt this way before the accident.

No more do I lament the lack of turn signal usage.Collapse )

Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative

Sep. 16th, 2007

07:50 am - Lurkers...They don't even say anything

They are lurking around again...slowly creeping up to my windowed doors. They are looking in without shame, staring at the contents of my home, gazing at me with unblinking eyes. Slowly they turn as they pass by, only to wait...they wait for the movement they know will come. As soon as I twitch, they turn their heads back toward me...looking, demanding, invading my space with their gazes. Darn Lurking Turkeys. I am not going to feed you. You are wild. Go find your own food! Cracked corn does not simply spontaneously generate on my carpet. Shoo!

Current Location: Livingroom
Current Mood: annoyedannoyed

Nov. 28th, 2006

11:04 pm

Taken from shawk









Current Mood: sleepysleepy

12:22 am - The human element

feel like I am on a rollercoaster ride of emotion related to people and their treatment of others...
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Current Mood: gloomygloomy

Nov. 16th, 2006

12:44 am - Such a smudgy girl.

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In September I stole shawk's purse (-30 points). Last Thursday I pulled dragonimp's hair (-5 points). Last Wednesday I pushed alligatorandme in the mud (-17 points). Last Sunday I gave mirandastark a Dutch Oven (-10 points). Last Monday I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-61 points). For Christmas I deserve a lump of coal!

Sincerely,
kianacao

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I have to say, I did enjoy Brussel Sprouts on Monday and I totally think they were worth more than one point! Yummy.

Current Mood: amusedamused

12:30 am - Another link to my childhood slips away

When I was 10 years old, I got my first pet. It wasn't the first pet our family ever had, it was the first pet that I was responsible for. She was a Siamese mix and I named her Buttons. She had a sister that became my mother's pet, named Maitai. They were about 5 months when we got them. They had the softest, plushest short fur. They growled while chewing their food if the food dishes were placed to close together and would smack each other down while eating. They loved playing slinky on the stairs. Both kittens used to sleep on me. Their favorite spot was my neck, which became problematic when they got older and heavier.

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Current Mood: sadsad

Nov. 13th, 2006

01:29 am - Icky, smelly, oily, residue

There are few things that I totally despise...one is the smell of fish on my hands. Neither soap, nor salt, nor lemon juice nor lemon rind nor anything else that will not disolve my own flesh seems to get the smell out. I was poking a fish oil capsule for my cat and it exploded into my hand. Yuck.

Current Mood: dirtyDisgusted

Nov. 10th, 2006

08:49 pm - Let sleeping babes lie.

HAHA! Morgan fell asleep on the living room floor with his hand on a plate of mostly eaten quesadilla. I removed the food and left him there for a little bit because sometimes he wakes right up...Well, he just stood up now, cried out, looked at me and mumbled something and then threw himself onto the little couch/chaise lounge. He has since fallen asleep there, his head and chest on the lounge, his toes barely touching the floor and his knees pressed into the couch.

Current Mood: amusedamused

Oct. 9th, 2006

07:07 pm

Guess I shine...one 9th of the time. *wink*

How to make a kianacao
Ingredients:

1 part success

5 parts brilliance

3 parts ego
Method:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add caring to taste! Do not overindulge!


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Personality cocktail
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Current Mood: mellowmellow

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