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Thank you Joli for getting Birra addicted who in turn passed the addiction on to me :p







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Ok, I'll admit it...I'm a comment whore. Tell me what you think of my work! Validate me damnit! ;)



Seriously though, I want to know what you think. I want to know if something moves you or if something needs to be tweaked. I need constructive criticism if I want to improve my writing skills, because personally, I think most of what I write is crap. :)



Either way...I will continue to write because it lifts my soul and makes my heart lighter.

I contradict myself with double stuff Oreos and fat-free milk :p

Ok...all the important files are backed up on the external hard drive and the computer hasn't crashed.....yet.



Why does this always seem to happen the day school starts again?

Summer night

Caresses my skin

With a lovers breath



(It's the start to something, but I don't know what yet.)

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birra
23:56 Jun 24 2008

Why can't that be all of it?

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faeriemoon
01:29 Jun 30 2008

ok, ok, that's all of it...Because after staring at it for a week, I'm happy with it.

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I logged in tonight, did my usual routine of heading for the house and checking for any new posts in the forum. I click on the first one and there's all these buttons and I'm thinking..."we're they part of the post?" I move to the next thread and there they are again...now I'm curious. So I go to members and start looking for little ol' me under regular members but no, there I am, with a title "forum master". Woot! I can fix my own typos now. :p But seriously, thanks guys. I'm honored.

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Elemental
03:12 Jun 24 2008

Kudos!!!

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Morrigon
03:15 Jun 24 2008

Only for the coolest in Eternal...



;)

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~WARNING rant in progress~



I came into work today, I'm on the platform for 30 seconds and she asks, "What's wrong?" Grrrrr "Nothing." I HATE it when she does that. Nothing's wrong. I just walked in the door, I woke up not so long ago, I'm still digesting my first cup of coffee, and I'm assessing how the day looks.



Now I've been there for about 5-10 minutes and she makes it a point to put the scripts in order and look for missing numbers. The boss must've said something to her again...she never does this. An hour later she's filling the vial drawers with the extras. Again, something she NEVER does. It's like she's trying to show me, "see I'm working." Yeah, your doing the stuff that gives rhythm to MY day and, I'll have to follow behind you to make sure it's done right...thanks...really.



I suppose what bothers me most about her is I've allowed her to get under my skin. I've allowed her to annoy me. Now that I've allowed it to happen I can't seem to make it stop. I can't just shut her out and ignore her.



I HAVE to work with her. Which means I HAVE to talk to her. When I talk to her I HAVE to be polite when all I really want to do is scream at her, "SHUT THE F*** UP!"



I've gotten to the point where I would rather work alone then clean up after her. She's a walking disaster and as the boss put so eloquently today, "She can't get out of her own way."



I really need to figure out how to remove her from under my skin. How to tell her I don't want to talk to her without getting millions of "but why?" I don't think I could hold back if I started in on her. I really don't feel like reducing her to tears and then dealing with those consequences.



GAH!! I feel so stuck. I hate not being able to just let this go. It's so entirely out of character for me. I want peace back at work. I want to be able to walk in and not clench my teeth until she leaves. I want to look forward to going to work again.

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Sinora
06:46 Jun 20 2008

You are not alone....lol...yep I work with a couple of people like that.

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I've always said all I want to do is make a difference. Even if only a small one.



I strive to be a good person. I take the time to listen when someone needs an ear. I try to notice the small nuances of someone having a bad day. It's who I am but, it never struck me how these little things have made a difference in someone's life until I received this email the other day. This, from a kid a lot of people had given up on.



Despite what others say, I know he's going to be just fine. I cried when I read this...I am so proud.





How are you?



I finally found a job out here, I start Monday at UDF (United Dairy Farmers). It's kinda like a Jersey Farms or Wawa just not as good lol.



I love it out here and I'm really glad I made this move. I've been accepted to UC Clermont and now all I have to do is pick my classes and I'll be ready for the fall. I got a new car, 93 Honda Civic with a new engine and it gets 40 miles to the gallon!!!! This Tuesday marks 1 month since I moved and I'm happy to say this was the right choice for me. I have this pretty much in the bag. I know how to budget myself each month and all of my bills are manageable.



I'm doing it, just like we both knew I could. Thank you so much for instilling the drive back in me to go through with this.



Hope to see you on the 28th!!!



love



Nick

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birra
20:39 Jun 18 2008

You're a good friend, and you positively impact the lives you touch.



The world needs more people like you!

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I worked at the hospital tonight which for me means getting off a whole lot later than I'm used to. But the nice thing is when I pulled on to the parkway their wasn't another car in sight.



Driving home I was thinking about what I might post in my journal tonight. What had inspired me today, where were my thoughts? Then I glanced up in the rear view mirror. The light of the full moon was cast on the road and it looked like a river behind me. My car creating a wake as I moved closer to home. Then I noticed as my headlights pierced the night before me how I could only see the pavement ahead. The dividers shining in the light defining the edge and middle of this ribbon of sand, rock and tar.



It made me think of my life and how I always look forward at how hard the road ahead seems. I need to take more moments to peek at what's behind me. I need to take the time to appreciate how easily I've flowed through the river which defines me.

I walked in to work today in a fairly good mood. Not unusual for me on a Monday. The boss has usually relaxed a bit over the weekend and the stress levels in the pharmacy are down. But the first thing I get is "the look" from one of the girls up front...oh god...what now? "You'll find out." She says as I walk in the back to clock in.



The first thing I notice as I walk onto the platform is my favorite pain in the ass is not there. Not a big deal, actually it's kind of a relief as she usually gets on my nerves within .2 seconds of me walking in the door. I go about my day determined NOT to walk on eggshells because frankly I'm tired of it. I didn't piss the boss off so I shouldn't have to suffer for it. And today, I don't. I was able to pick on him a bit and he took it in stride. I suppose the talk we had last week finally sunk in.



Come to find out the reason "she's" not there is the boss said something joking around and she took it as an insult and walked out. Cripes woman! get a sense of humor already. Oh wait, never mind, you're a child with a habit of throwing a hissy fit every time someone nails you for screwing up.



I love my job, I enjoy the people I work with. I've made a lot of really good friends here. But the tension this one employee causes is starting to get on my nerves. And I'm not the only one. I'm just glad I'm not in on Tuesday to see the boss and her have it out...it's gonna be ugly.



Crap, I just realized I'm going to have to hear about it from her for the rest of the week. I don't want to hear it, I'm done having sympathy, I'm done caring about how YOU have screwed up YOUR situation once again. BLAH



I love my job, I love my job, I love my job....I need the money.

I feel like a lizard....or a leper...I haven't decided which yet. Just when one part of my body stops peeling another starts up. I hate sunburn...

I went out with a friend of mine tonight to go see her brother's band. Not that either of us are into the kind of music he plays, but hey, you have to support the fam. So we went to the show, had our ears blasted out, clapped, bought a t-shirt, gave hugs, and left.



It's about 1:30am and we're hungry...so off to the diner. It didn't dawn on me until we walked in the door that 2am at an all night diner = drunk people.



This one particular guy was a hoot. When I say mush mouth I mean MUSH mouth. We were sitting 2 tables down from him and his buddy for an hour and made out a whopping 2 words and 1 phrase. The first word was "HEEeeey" as we walked past him to be seated. The second after about 1/2 an hour of mmmhmumblemmmjumblemmmmhhmm was "DAMN". And upon walking by him again to pay our check we finally made out an entire phrase..."Willie Nelson, one of a kind."



The best part was his buddy was perfectly understandable and holding an actual conversation with our drunk friend. How HE understood mush mouth is beyond me but hey, some people can hold their liquor and others lose the ability to speak :p

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birra
12:55 Jun 17 2008

HA! Great little story - one I think everyone can relate to.



Being sober and around drunk people can be so entertaining!

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Wearing sunscreen is much more effective if you apply it to more of your body than just your tattoos...



*continues to peel* ewww

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TheHellequin
06:40 Jun 12 2008

ooooo

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A certain someone has accused me of not writing in my journal enough. O_o My excuse...I don't feel I always have something to say.



B: There are plenty of journals where people have nothing to say.



F: Exactly!



B: But you'll type out the words and use correct spelling and grammar and make it interesting to read.



F: *dumbfounded look* heh



Soooo, I'll take that as a compliment and a challenge. There will be more journal entries for your reading pleasure.



You have been warned...

Take a bite of your chicken caesar salad...

Have something poke you on the inside of your lip...

Pull said pokey thing from your mouth...

Realize it's metal...

Don't panic, don't freak...

Call waitress over and show her pokey thing...

Crack a joke...

Get new salad...

Apology from management...

Get free food without asking. :D



So yes, I'm a cheap date when metal things poke me in the mouth :p