Jasmine named a girl in Korea after me. I was really touched.
Jasmine said she would keep naming girls 'Meghan' if I wanted - I said OK. Korea won't know what hit it.
I decorated my giant bamboo the other day. There are lights and five ornaments draped over the poor thing - it's sagging from all the festivity.
Heather and I got a free giant '70s orange dirty couch and a matching really dirty chair for our living room. I never really thought I was a crazy germ phob. but each time I sit down on the couch (it's taking me a bit longer to warm to the chair) I feel like germs are being absorbed into my bum.
DON'T JUDGE ME
I actually screamed something like that to one of the assistants at work today. I walked into the office and forgot what I was doing there - so I sort of stopped for a second or two, thought for a bit about what I was doing and then said to that assistant "wow I forgot what I was doing for a second." She said nothing and just wrinkled up her face and made this you're-strage-and-crazy-and-I'm-bettter-than-you face. 'JUDGMENTAL' I screeched as I kept walking to finish the task I had almost forgotten. I know people like her have very small self-esteems and are only outwardly confident but my ego gets nocked down a bit every time someone like her opens their mouth. She hasn't talked to me since...she doesn't usually talk to me but I'm convinced she's mad at me.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Cold
I had tears in my eyes as the lights turned on.
People were laughing and one teenage boy said to his friend, "I think that was the best James Bond movie yet ."
I'm considering blaming my emotional outburst on some sort of hormonal imbalance but I think just a little bit of those tears were real.
A whimpering, scared old man is lying on his stomach on a dirt road and is using his thin arms to pull his body to safety. His leg has been shot. Once the scared old man reaches the stairs leading up to his home he looks up, his whimpering now turned to sobbing, and the person who shot him, a fit man with a large gun, says "the name's Bond, James Bond."
Hail Bond: A murderer and torturer of the weak and old.
I just think the whole thing is a bit absurd - to glorify torture.
People were laughing and one teenage boy said to his friend, "I think that was the best James Bond movie yet ."
I'm considering blaming my emotional outburst on some sort of hormonal imbalance but I think just a little bit of those tears were real.
A whimpering, scared old man is lying on his stomach on a dirt road and is using his thin arms to pull his body to safety. His leg has been shot. Once the scared old man reaches the stairs leading up to his home he looks up, his whimpering now turned to sobbing, and the person who shot him, a fit man with a large gun, says "the name's Bond, James Bond."
Hail Bond: A murderer and torturer of the weak and old.
I just think the whole thing is a bit absurd - to glorify torture.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Sunday, October 15, 2006
test test test
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