Lists

I love lists....any kind...all kinds. Top 100's, top 20's, the best of, the worst of, any way you can make 'em I like 'em. And so of course, I stole this from Heather. I've been meaning to do this one before now but time got away from me.(it has a way of doing that when you get older;) Anyhow....this is my list.

I LIVE: physically in Alabama, mentally in my own head a lot, and literally from day to day.

I WORK: probably far too hard on things that don't really matter and not enough on things that do.

I THINK: way too much most of the time...leads to ulcers, insomnia and a general feeling of dissatisfaction with myself.

I SMELL: like coconuts a lot......I'm really big on tropical scents

I LISTEN: much more than people think I do

I HIDE: from myself a lot

I WALK: only when I absolutely have to.....normally I run;)

I WRITE: all the time... in journals, blogs, letters, poetry.....all the time

I SEE: the positive side of things most of the time

I SING: this is a trick question right? I don't sing unless no one else is around.

I CAN: talk to anyone

I WATCH: people.....I have a great curiousity about what makes people tick and how they interact

I DAYDREAM: about being normal...and then I discard that as being waaaay too boring

I FALL: too often for my own good

I WANT: it all

I CRY: alllll the time...babies, puppies, Hallmark cards, Kleenex commericals....I'm crying

I READ: everything, with a voracious appetite....it is an absolute passion for me.

I LOVE: too hard sometimes

I RODE: a quarter horse when I was a kid..it was my sister's

I SOMETIMES: feel like I haven't done everything in life that I had hoped to have done by now

I FEAR: God and heights....in that order

I HOPE: that when my kids grow up they will say that I was a good mom

I EAT: pizza, pickles, and sour cream

I DRINK: 7 Up and water....and that is all

I PLAY: with the kids all the time

I MISS: my mom, Brianna, Becky, Kevin, Terrell

I FORGIVE: myself

I DRIVE: nothing...I hate driving...make Grover do it;)

I DREAM: in color

I HAVE: everything that I truly need for right now

I REMEMBER: everything.....good or bad

I DON'T: drink, do drugs, or hold back

I BELIEVE: that God and change are the only constants in life

I OWE: a lot to a lot of different people....and way too much money

I KNOW: enough to know that I don't really know anything at all

I HATE: cruelty, from its most subtle to its most outrageous forms

I FEEL: like an emotional and intellectual fraud sometimes

For Rachel

Those who believe they believe in God, but without passion in the heart, without anguish of mind, without uncertainty, without doubt, and even at times without despair, believe only in the idea of God, and not in God Himself.
Miguel de Unamuno y Jugo

Easter

I would like to wish all of you (translates to y'all) a very happy Easter!!

Question: where are you Shane? No rants about another holiday for the sheep? Particularly a Christian holiday? I would have thought the temptation would have been impossible to resist!;) Seriously, though, I tried to go to your blog site and it gave me the dreaded words 'url not found.' Please tell me you haven't dismantled permanently....lie if you have to! I need at least one dose of anger a day!

Peace allll..............

Hubby!

To my husband:
Thank you!!!!

1. For taking care of me for the past few days
2.For walking me to and from the car
3. For walking me to and from the bathroom
4. For checking my dressings and stitches and all the gross stuff
5. For my 'comfort food' :)
6. For all the Sonic crushed ice....the best ice in the world!
7. For helping me stand up and sit down
8. For calling me from work this morning to make sure I was okay
9. For making sure the kids haven't used me as a trampoline
10.For playing extra with the kids this week so they wouldn't feel neglected.
11. For cleaning the house and cooking dinner.
12. For not being a grouch while you were having to do all of this stuff...I know you haven't had any rest this week at all.

Just wanted to let you know that I appreciate everything that you have done for me this week. :)

Love ya cuz!!!!!

Peace alllll....................

Another 21 Questions

1. What's the longest you have ever gone without bathing? 3 days...I was camping....roughing it,you know
2. What's your theme song? "The Authority Song" by John Cougar
3. What's your most annoying trait? I have a tendency to rock back and forth while I am talking....don't know why, just do
4. What's your shoe size? 10 1/2...unless it's an Italian shoe then it's like a 9....I'm so petite!
5. What annoys you the most? People who make ridiculous amounts of noise when they are eating or drinking.
6. Who is your favorite Dwarf? Bashful
7. Easiest way to make you smile? Aside from handing me money, letting me watch my kids without them knowing that I am watching
8. Most embarrassing moment? Years ago, I was working at Shoney's, full house, tray full of drinks.....slipped on a piece of ice in the middle of the dining room and did a full body slide all the way to the server line and ended up with my lower legs under the counter. Had to have a couple of people pull me out of that one.
9. What is your greatest accomplishment? My children
10. Favorite food? Pizza and sour cream
11. Favorite vacation spot? The bathroom...it's the only place I can be alone ...sometimes
12. Least favorite physical characteristic of yourself? I have flat feet..they are awful!
13. Favorite musical group? Queen....been a fan since I was 8 years old
14. Favorite type of animal? Horses, horses, horses
15. Favorite activity? SLEEPING!!
16. Favorite month? October.....love the new feeling of fall in the air
17. If you could have named yourself when you were born, what would your name be? Abigail
18. Is Michael Jackson guilty or innocent? Guilty, guilty, guilty
19. Favorite cereal? Capn' Crunch or Crispix
20. Favorite television show? Tie between "Monk" and "Law and Order:SVU"
21. If you were to win a special lottery and the prize was ownership of one of the states, which state would you want to own and why? Alaska...I love cold weather, snow and the scenery is beautiful there.

Peace alllll.................

You Guys

To: Grover, Shane, Heather, OGO, CC Boy, Red, Amy, Harmony,MRMacrum, Sleeping Mommy, the Anonymous ones and anyone else who may have read my thoughts, musings, irritations and wonderings........YOU GUYS ARE GREAT!!!!

Peace alllll.....................

How High

I have never liked the sensation of being out of control. That is one of the reasons that during my lifetime I only smoked weed for like 2 weeks and put it away. (This was 15 years ago when I was still young;)) I just didn't like the sensation of not being myself, of not being completely in control of my mind. Plus there was that whole incident when I didn't know where I was in my own living room that time. (but that is another story for another day)

Anyway, the upshot of this is that I do not like being high. At all. Well, yesterday morning I got high...the legal way. In the hospital. When I was in pre-op, they started the little I.V. with some antibiotics and stuff in it. Then, they added a "little something to help me rest." Ummm, hello, but aren't you guys about to knock me out in a few minutes? Isn't that rest enough?

So, they roll me to the operating room and have me get on the little (yes, little) table stick my arms out like "take me now" and one of the guys tells me he is going to give me some anti-nausea meds. Okay, so this stuff gets my ears ringing and my heart pounding and my head is not together because they have already gotten me high with their "little something to help me rest" meds. So, I'm laying there totally freaked out and they tell me to "relax and breathe". Oh, yeah? YOU relax and breathe Bubba! (And yes, I actually said this to the guy so I may be missing more than a gallbladder now, who knows;))

The next thing Iknow I am waking up in recovery so whacked out I can't even say my name. The operation itself was over by 10 a.m. but courtesy of legal drugs, I couldn't even get up to pee until 2 p.m., at which point I politely told my nurse that I was getting the heck out of there.

They discharged me, we left and went to pick up the kids and Grover half-carried me into the house along with getting the kids in as well. (What a Superman!!) And even though I was still (am still) in a lot of pain, by that point most of the drugs had worn off and here I am, alive and kicking (well, not actually kicking but at least sitting) .....much to some people's dismay;).

Thanks to all for your good wishes and prayers. It has been most appreciated.

Peace alllll.....................

The "G" Word

Unless you assume a God, the question of life's purpose is meaningless.- Bertrand Russell, atheist

I learned years ago never to argue with an atheist. It is an unwinnable argument. I will never convince them and they will never convince me. Usually, it suffices for me to say that I am an active Christian and let it go at that. However, yesterday I was asked about my thoughts on God and Jesus and so here goes. This is a small part of my story.

I was raised by a devout Christian mother and a drunken abusive father. (He had been a Christian himself at one point in his life but that is another story for another day.) So, my mother kept me in the church. Sunday school, Wednesday night services, Saturday Bible study, Tuesday night prayer meeting, Monday night missionary group....well, you get the picture. And as a kid, I thought most of it was okay but so boooring. I was neither old enough nor mature enough to "get it." And of course, during my high school years, there were too many distractions to truly give it much thought. I was just simply trying to survive.

From the ages of 18-28, I went on a journey...a spiritual journey. I was unhappy. I mean, I had a man, money, a house, a car...all the crap that is supposed to mean something but really doesn't. I was still lonely and miserable. So I was seeking something of greater meaning because I thought "there has got to be more than this." I studied everything I could find......Buddhism, Hinduism, reincarnation, astrology, tasseology, phrenology, numerology, tarot reading, runes....you name it and I have studied it and can hold forth at length on it. All the while my mother would talk to me about God and salvation. I would listen politely, all the time thinking "The concept is too simple and the lifestyle is too hard. I would have to give up too much." And so my life continued to spiral downward.

One night, out of sheer desperation, I decided to talk to God. (Now bear in mind, I had never stopped believing in Him, I just didn't have much to say to Him up until that point.) And I told Him "Listen, I don't know if You will pay any attention to me, but I know that I have nowhere else to go. I've tried evrything else and it's not working. I know that the Bible says that if I call on the name of the Lord Jesus, I shall be saved. So I'm calling." At the point that I did that, part of me was afraid I would drop dead on the spot. Another part of me was hoping that I would. Well, 8 years later I am still here (much to a lot of people's dismay;))

I would love to be able to say that from that night on my life became peaches and cream and a bed of roses. It did not. Within 6 months of being 'born again' (that's what we call it in these parts;)), my father died, my house burned down, I lost everything I owned in that fire and my 2 year old daughter (Joshua's sister) died in that fire as well. I truly think that if I had not called on God 6 months before that, that I would be in a mental institution today. Well, here I am 8 years later and still sane (for the most part.)

And life goes on.

All I know is that on that day that I called on God, I became a new creature, totally different than the one I was before. God spoke to me (no, not over the phone smart alecks) in my heart and in my spirit and I have never been the same.

I realize that this story will not make sense to a lot of people, much less make any difference in their day. That is quite alright. I am simply telling the story as it happened to me. It may sound crazy but I lived it.

Oh, yeah, do I believe that Jesus is the Messiah? Yes I do. The logic of this is pretty simple: If I believe in God (and I do), then I believe that the Bible (what we have left of it that has not been butchered through the centuries) is the living Word of God (and I do) then it simply follows that Jesus is the Messiah because God said so. That, plus I have spent many days talking to Jesus too. And He answers as well.

And I think I have said enough.

Peace alllll....................

Aggravatin' Situations

Okay, I am posting in orange today because I think it is one of the ugliest colors ever created and I am aggravated, agitated, irritated and so on and so on.

So, I was supposed to have surgery on the 18th to remove my gallbladder due to these really icky stones I have developed. Well, went to the doctor's office at 845 a.m. and he told me to head over to the hospital (to the outpatient admitting area). I get there and find out that my appointment for surgery isn't until 4! Okay, so they tell me to come back at 2 for pre-op, which I do. (I am very anal about time by the way.) Well, 4 comes and goes and about 5 we ask the nurse when they are going to be getting to me, because the IV and support hose and crap they have me in is getting a wee bit uncomfortable. They say that it will "be a while." So, at 7 O'CLOCK we ask again and we are told that it will be "a couple of more hours." No, it won't. I told them to send word to the doctor that I was going home and that I would call on Monday to reschedule. Maybe they can get it right next time.

So, I get home and spend allllll weekend cleaning the house and so on and so forth. Grover and I get into a bloodletting argument yesterday. Still am not quite sure what started it but it is still continuing today. (Never let it be said that I don't have stamina;))

My 11 (almost 12) year old is acting like an 11 (almost 12) year old. Any man that can remember back that far or any parent that can please have pity on me. Boys are sometimes no fun at all. I can take comfort in the fact that he will one day be my age and be too tired to be difficult;).

My 2 year old thinks it is very funny to just scream for no apparent reason at different times throughout the day. He is trying to see how loud and shrill he can get before he breaks glass.

My 1 year old is the only sane one in this house.....that is when he is not chewing on the cat's tail.

And you wonder why the male species frightens me?

Peace alllll...............

Blarney

HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY PEOPLES!!!

Grover and I, both being of Irish descent, consider this to be one of the best, although pretty much unnecessary, holidays ever invented. Who would have ever thought of drinking green beer, eating cabbage and green bread (isn't that called moldy?) all day once a year except the Irish. Add some potatoes to that and you have enough gas to fuel a Hummer until next year! Of course, I don't drink so the whole cabbage thing is my blast (no pun intended;)).

This was my mother's favorite holiday. Eight years ago she passed away on this day. She would have certainly appreciated the irony of that. (She's the one I got my sense of humor from by the way;).) I'm not wearing green today so pinch me if you want to Mom...and if you do I'm outta here.

Peace allll................

P.S. Grover...thanks for the limericks on your blog today...I'm truly surprised you didn't put in your favorite about the man with the corkscrew.....well, maybe it was good that ya didn't!;)

Randoms

Why are there never any cops around when you realllly need them? And why do they always want to pull me or my husband over when we go to our friend's neighborhood? Could it be because we are white people going into a predominately black neighborhood so we must be drug dealers or drug doers? Or could it be simply because we have black friends?? (This is Alabama don't forget).

Why can I go to three different doctors about the same medication and get three different opinions? 1.It's just a side effect....don't worry about it. 2. Keep an eye on it...if it gets any worse call us back for an appointment. 3. Stop taking it now! It's going to kill you!

Why is it that sometimes when I am stuck in the middle of an excrutiatingly boring conversation (i.e. someone's monologue about their toenail clippings) that I zone out and start having fantasies of beating them about the face and neck with an iron bar....a really heavy iron bar?

Why can't the weathermen (excuse me, meteorologists..yeah right) EVER get the weather forecast right?

Why is it that the people that say they will call you never do and people you can't stand talking to call on an almost daily basis?

People who use their cell phones while driving should have their phone hands chopped off. The only exception to this is if you have a true emergency at the time....and that does NOT include calling your husband to see if he said strawberry or chocolate ice cream!

When I was a kid my mom used to tell me "It's a man's world." She would then say "That's why it's going to hell in a handbasket." She was never one for subtlety.;)

I am currently on a diet that consists of no's: no fatty foods, no fried foods, no fast foods,no condiments, no sugar, almost no dairy.......hey, you done with that cardboard over there? Wondering if I could grill that up for lunch.

The word 'wedgie' has now been added to the dictionary. Is it any surprise that this country is losing its edge as the premier superpower? Shouldn't be now.

Why do people come in a restaurant and order a double double chocolate death by chocolate dessert and a diet soda?

Why do my kids kick their blankets off at least three times a night and I have to continually get up and cover them back up so they won't get too cold?

I wish I could tell my mom how right she was all along.

Why do I only have people come by the house when it is a mess? Do they have radar or something?

Why do I talk so much, think so much, fear so much, cry so much, argue so much and question so much??

Thank you very much.

Peace allllll...............

Stoned

Well, you have all heard the phrase "When it rains, it pours." I am here to tell ya, yes it does. Remember last week when the kids had the colds and I had the strep and Grover had the flu? Okay, we all got over that.

I was at work last night, minding my business, kinda half doing my job as usual, when I was struck by the most horrific pains in my side. I ended up having to go home because I was in so much pain. So, I went to the emergency room this morning and after sitting in there for SIX hours and being poked and prodded on, I find out that I am the proud owner of gallstones! (Not to mention that pesky UTI.) So now, next Friday, I get to go and have my gallbladder removed. Whoo hoo, what fun.

Only one problem with this. Next weekend is Oakwood College Alumni weekend (i.e. the busiest weekend of the entire year) and I am not going to be there. Will I be fired? Will I care? Stay tuned for the next installment of "As The Stomach Churns".

Kidney stones, gallstones....are there any other types of stones I need to worry about?

Peace alllll...............

Thanks Heather!!

Okay....so this is the weirdest thing. I was reading Harmony's blog earlier and enjoying the list of weird stuff she had written about herself. Well, I was going to comment on my weird stuff but I had to read other people's weird stuff comments first. (Okay, I have said weird stuff too many times now.)

Anyhow, I was reading weird stuff about Heather and one of her things was that she talks to herself, complete with hand gestures and everything. I am SOOOOO glad to know that I am not the only person in the world that does this! My husband didn't even know that I did this until the other night.

It was about 2 in the morning and everyone was asleep. I was sitting up just going through the day's events, etc. in my head and talking to myself. Now, when I talk to myself, I will look as if I am talking to an invisible person. I don't speak very loudly (sometimes not out loud at all but my lips will be moving) but I will get the facial expressions and the hand gestures and I will laugh sometimes (if what I say is funny to me ;)) and it is something that I have been doing for many years now.

So, I'm sitting on the couch talking to myself and my husband comes out of the bedroom on his way to the bathroom. I do not know he is even there until I hear him say "What the hell are you doing?" Of course, he scared the crap out of me and after I said a quick prayer of thanks for controlling my bladder, I mumbled some lame excuse or the other. I think he was too sleepy to remember because he hasn't brought it up since then. Either that or he is simply afraid to.;)

I have until today thought I was some sort of freak because I have this habit. It is so comforting to know that I am not (well at least not because of this ;)) and if I am then I am not the only one. And for that, Heather I must thank you and thank you once again. And for all of you closet talk-to-yourselfers, come on out!

Peace alllll...............

Calgon......Take Them Away

For the past week and a half, my entire household has been sick with something or the other. It started with the kids....nothing bad, just run of the mill colds. So,of course, I got their cold and it developed into strep throat (mmmmmm) and I was out of work for like 4 days. So then Grover caught the flu (the real flu, not a bad cold that people call the flu) and was out of work for a WEEK.

So, my house has been a wreck for a little over a week. Tissues, juice cups, tea bags, medicine all over the house and enough groaning and moaning and whining to make your ears bleed. And the kids have been no picnic either.;)

However, fortunately, everyone is on the mend now. And as soon as Grover gets better and is ready to go outside for more than 30 minutes at a time he is taking the kids and they are all GETTING THE HECK OUT OF MY HOUSE. At least long enough for me to actually clean it. Then, once I have cleaned my house and actually sat in it ALONE for at least one hour and haven't heard my name called by anyone......then they can come back. Everyone needs a little regrouping time now and again. I will not feel guilty for it....I won't....well, at least not much.

Oh, by the way, for those who may be interested, Grover is finally posting again. Whoo hoo!!!

Peace allll..........

Useless Information

Here's a few more tidbits about me (whoo hoo!!;)):

1. I never take medication if I can help it.
2. I am a cat person. Dogs are okay but they are just a little too needy for the most part.
3. I have the ugliest feet on the planet. Seriously, my toes look like link sausages.
4. I am a tomboy.
5. I love flowers.
6. When I was a kid, I was scared of the dark. Now I cannot sleep with any lights on at all.
7. My two favorite modern authors are Stephen King and Patricia Cornwell.
8. I have been completely decaffeinated for almost 8 years.
9. I have had a panic disorder for many years.
10. At one point, I was agoraphobic for a year and a half in 1997.
11. I am flatfooted.
12. I cannot go for five minutes without saying something, unless I am asleep.
13. My favorite word is: uvula
14. My least favorite word is: crunch (or any word that ends with "unch".
15. Sound that I love: my kids laughing
16. Sound that I hate: weeping
17. Turn on: rain and windy weather
18. Turn off: rudeness
19. Favorite curse word: even though I don't curse, my favorite curse word used to be"f***k" and all variations thereof. It's just so expressive!
20. When I get to Heaven, what I hope God says to me:"You did well with what you had. Welcome Home."
(Thanks to Bernard Pivot and James Lipton for questions 13-20);)
21. I used to be scared of the number 4.
22. I talk to myself.....a lot.
23. I have got to be on of the most boring people I know;)

Peace alllll....................

First Degree Theft

Okay, okay so call me a thief. I read this first on Shane's, then on Heather's blog. And since it is 3:45 a.m. I'll fill one out myself. Lotsa questions, lotsa answers.

1. First grade teachers name: had three in the same year so I really don't remember; however, my second grade teacher's name was Mrs. Wiggins.
2. Last person you kissed: Lukas
3. Last word you said: "Boo" (as in the nickname)
4. Last song you sang: "It's a Beautiful Morning"
5. Last person you hugged: Lukas, about 5 minutes ago.
6. Last thing you laughed at: Myself, when I fell at work last night
7. Last time you said I love you: about 5 minutes ago.
8. What's in your CD player: last time I checked, a piece of cookie.
9. What socks are you wearing: none...I hate them
10. What's under your bed? let's see: some toys, some socks (not mine), and...Fifi.
12. Current taste: grilled chicken Caesar salad
13. Current hair: I think the image of an Old English sheepdog would apply here
14. Current clothes: jeans, t-shirt....call me a fashionista
15. Current annoyance: people who talk all the time and have nothing to say
16. Current longing: a clean house would be nice and of course......world peace (I have watched Miss Congeniality waaay too much)
17. Current desktop: flowers, if you can believe it
18.Current worry: that I will grow old and die and my children will never have really known anything about the real me
19. Current hate: cruelty in all its forms
20. Current favorite article of clothing: a white knit sweater that Grover's mom gave me for Christmas
21. Favorite physical feature of the opposite sex: the back of the neck (don't ask me why, I dunno)
22. Last CD you bought: Rampal's "Suite for Flute and Jazz Piano"
23. Favorite place to be: Newport News, Virginia
24. Least favorite place to be: Huntsville, Alabama
25. Time you wake up: two hours from the time I go to sleep, no matter what time it is
26. What instrument would you play if any: would love to learn to play the harp
28. Do you believe in an afterlife: sure do
29. Current favorite word: "what" when used as an exclamation, preferably at the end of a sentence
30. Favorite book: Bible
31. Favorite day: My off day, whatever day it may be on
32. Where do you want to go: England, have wanted to go there since I was 9
33. What is your career going to be like: HAHA moving on
34. How many kids do you want: 3 and I already have em
35. What kind of car do you have: 1985 Camaro, 1995 Villager
36. Type a line you remember from any book: Peace + Love= Information
37. Random lyric: "And so we grace another table, and lift our glasses one more time. There's a face at the window and we ain't never saying goodbye. One by one, only the good die young. They were just flying too close to the sun. And life goes on, without you."
38. Righty or lefty: left for writing, drawing and eating; right for everything else.
39. Sign: don't believe in it but have been told I am a Virgo
40. Innie or outie: innie
41. Heritage: Irish, Cherokee Indian and Apache Indian
42. Shoes worn today: none
43. Hair: shoulder length, straight, dark brown with reddish auburn streaks here and there
44. Your weaknesses: my family and my tendency to jump the gun versus thinking
45. Fears: heights
46. Perfect pizza: hamburger, black olives, extra onions and extra green peppers
47. One thing you would like to acheive: I would like to write a book (did I just say that?)
48. Your thoughts when first waking up: "What time is it?"
49. First feature you notice in the opposite sex: none really
50. Your bedtime: whenever these children will let me sleep
51. Your most missed memory: me and my mom talking late at night when neither one of us could sleep and she would tell me stories from her childhood
52. Pepsi or Coke: Coke
53. McDonald's or Burger King: Mickey D
54. Single/group dates: single (way back in the day of course)
55. Adidas or Nike: Nike
56. Lipton or Nestea: Lipton (I am a true Southerner)
57. Chocolate or Vanilla: both, mixed together
58. Cappuccino or Coffee: Cappuccino
59. Do you smoke: yes, but not as much
60. Do you sing: only when the CIA cannot figure out another way to torture a suspect
61. Do you take a shower daily? What are we in France? Of course
62. Ever been in love? Yes
63. Did you like high school? Absolutely not, hated it
64. Do you want to get married? Already there
65. Do you type with your fingers on the correct key? Sure do
66. Do you think you are attractive? Sure don't
67. Are you a health freak? No, no and no
68. Do you get along with your parents? Well, they are both deceased but I got along with my mom, not my dad
69. Do you play an instrument? Flute (yes I was a band geek)
70. Name: Lila S Sprinkle
71. Height: 5'11
72. Favorite toe: fourth toe on the right foot
73. In the morning I am: working and then I come home and work some more.
74. All I need is: someone who understands me and loves me anyway.
75. Love is: just as confusing now as it was then
76. If I could see one person right now: Briana
77. I dream about: being a better person than I am right now
78. Last person you slow danced with: I have never, ever slow danced with anyone, ever
79. Who makes you laugh the most? the people I work with and I don't even think they know it
80. Who makes you smile? my kids
81. Who gives you a funny feeling when you see them?.....umm ... nobody
82. Who is the easiest person to talk to? my best friend Rachel
83. Do you ever wish you were a member of the opposite sex? No, no and once again NO.
84. Do you ever cry because of something someone has said to you? Rarely, normally I just punch ;)
85. Ever fallen for your best friend? yes
86. Ever been rejected? More than I care to admit
87. Ever rejected someone? No
88. Ever used someone? No
89. Have you ever done something you regret? Many times
90. Last person you talked to on the phone: Rachel
91. Last person you hugged: Lukas
92. Last person you laughed with: Grover
93. Do you color your hair? Sure, but those crayons are hard to wash out.
94. Do you ever get off the computer? Well, yeah...if I didn't I would crush it eventually.
95. Do you speak Spanish? No, but I do speak French and German
96. Do you like MTV? Ummmm.....NO
97. Do you sleep for at least 12 hours? I am lucky if I can sleep for at least 12 minutes

Well, was it as good for you as it was for me? Hope so!

Peace alllll.................

Question

Gotta question. Maybe kinda stupid but here goes. Just finished watching Jennifer Lopez' new video "Get Right". Why did she find it necessary to play like eight different characters in the video? Is she just too cheap to hire real actors or is she just too egotistical? Ordinarily, I have no opinion about her. However, that just struck me as a little odd.