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Country: Saint Pierre and Miquelon
Birthday: 7/4/1981
Gender: Female
Interests: cheese. baking with chocolate. running from attack deer. puppies. mail-order brides. fall fashion. aquariums. beaches. sail boats. the contents of aluminum cans.
Expertise: psychology of love/hate realtionships with tequila. aggressive driving. soiree hosting. creation of flattering illumination. kitten taming. lounging.
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Member Since:
7/21/2004
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| This is life-changing! (And possibly skull-shattering!) I found out where to rent a mechanincal bull!!!
Now I can stop saving my pennies to buy one! Why buy the bull
when you can get the ride for nearly free! Check out the pics,
girls. Heh. Now that's what I call entertainment.
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| I had a fantastic morning today. I woke up before the alarm went
off-granted it was set for PM instead of AM but I'll still mark that as
a victory- and in a somewhat giddy mood. I bounced into the
bathroom, and noticed I was lacking my characteristic waking-up
wooziness, which is also known as my "morning drunk." Oh oh, but the
catch with my morning drunk is that I am only ever morning drunk when I
have not been drinking the night before.
Now, between morning drunk and actual drunk there's a host of different
benefits and costs. In the case of morning drunk, I wake up
feeling bleary and lackluster. Sometimes I walk into things and
have a delayed reation to all stimuli. But I usually manage to
put an inoffensive office outfit together, get myself to work, and
collapse into my chair until 1 or 2 PM when I have lunch. After lunch
and bit of a nap, I manage to shake all effects of morning drunk.
When actually drunk the night before, I wake up much as I did
this morning- pleasant, coordinated, and unfazed by the foregoing night
of revelry.
So what's the incentive to take morning drunk over actual drunk?
Well, there seem to be several little considerations like my liver, my
wallet and a possible beer-gut. (Is it possible to have a wine
gut?) So it seems there is really only minor incentive for me to
be a teetotaler these days, since all of these adverse effects will
take place pretty far in the future.
What a long time ago it must have been when I felt better waking up
after not drinking the night before. I distinctly remember the
first time I woke up in college without having been drinking the night
before...I woke feeling invincible and ready for an 8 AM chemistry
lecture that I'd slept through every other time I'd actually managed to
go. This was followed up by a phase when I couldn't sleep
much past sunrise. What happened? Perhaps I already used up
all of my morning functioning capabilities when I needed them
least. Or maybe wine is just my kind of coffee.
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| A while back, a friend of mine went on a date with a guy a few years younger than
her. During their awkward getting-to-know-you-enough-to-make-out-with-you chat, he asked her if
she knew about IM. This was a little over a year ago. At
the time, I merely chuckled in a superioristic manner (perhaps a manner
for which I am a little too widely known, you tell me, kids) but I was amused at his
audacity to presuppose my friend's technogical savviness-and by
extension, my assumed lack of technological savviness. Little did
I know that I would be thouroughly miffed by the working of Ebay, the
Flea Market of our generation. However, I must say that if they
had funnel cakes, huge barbequed ears of corn and funnel cakes, maybe
I'd have checked itout sooner. Anyhow, wish me luck with my first
Ebay experiment. No, I am not selling a friend or trying to buy
lunar acreage. I'll leave that to the experts.
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| Life-cycle of a the khaki army, in catalog form: Abercrombie & Fitch, J Crew, Land's End. END.
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| Sooooooooo, who can I interest in meeting me in Las Vegas over
Haloween? I am even willing to let you be Genghis Khan! How
can you pass that up? I also promise to take you on a tour of
the best pools in Las Vegas, as well as the BIGASS Sephora.
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