Hmmm: 04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004

Friday, April 30, 2004

once again

Well, I am officially a housewife again... oops, I mean 'homemaker' (is that the politically correct version for maid?) I get to continue working on my projects since I really only need a compy and a net connection for that, so it's good. But I also get to take on the trivial jobs of the house. I guess I have to manage after all I won't be making any real money, unlike hubby. Hmmm, I may have less stress than he since now I can actually get up at 9 and work in my undies if I like... plus I won't have to deal with all sort of wandering people either. So as long as I have stuff to do I won't get all depressed as I did my first year of staying at home. I will cross my fingers.

Wednesday, April 28, 2004

whoa

I told my hubby about the several dreams - there have been like 4 in these 2 weeks, all with friends (boys or girls) and my husband too.

Mi vida?

Hm?

I've been having weird dreams

What dreams?

You know those type of dreams...

You are dreaming with other guys!

and girls and you too... why do you think I'm having those?

You dream that because you are a Bad Baby. Now just come to bed.

Well as if I didn't know that already! I guess I should be happy he took it so well... or maybe he was just too sleepy.

Hey, has this ever happened to any of you?

I have a friend and I dreamt with her a few weeks back - nothing steamy, thank goodness! Just us sitting on the couch talking about things past.

Next day she exchanged a few words with me. Yeyness! It had been such a long time since I had spoken to her too. ^_^

I think I was sending her mental waves or something while sleeping. She called again today. yey!

^_^ I think I know which book I am going to read next (or at least the subject of such book). Later I may put up the dream I had last night... nah better not. It was boring... I was just sitting in front of my desk pushing around papers. So frustrating! I'd wake up and then go back to sleep and I would return to pushing around papers.

O_o Oh, I guess I already told the dream. That was it... >_<

Tuesday, April 27, 2004

So a bit of more confusion

So why such a freak, I am? (I think I better practice more of my Yoda...)

Had another one of those nights but not with 'Johnny' this time, but rather a friend who shall remain anonymous just so I do not get anyone in any trouble, especially myself. It was simply raw, rough, steamy material. The sort you'd find at your 3 a.m. hotel ppv channel. How do I know this? C'mon, I've been an adult for a rather long time... and everyone's got to see one of those at least once in life. I guess our way of saying, "I ain't doing it wrong after all."

I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling for a while, the blinking of computer lights drawing a nice greenish shine into it. I realized that I had lost track of time. My eyes had been tired and although sleepy, I had not wanted to wake up my hubby by getting into bed, so I simply decided to take a nap on the futon. I remember thinking about what I had to do for one of my projects and then... there I was, screaming and squirming with glee. There was no point, no introductory play of events, simply images, clips. And it was me... I know myself.

Now, the fact that I was with my friend does not bother me much. I find him cute... heh... actually he's rather sexy. I just like to talk or surround myself with this sort of people... the type I just want to pound upon and force into submission while they whisper my name with that manly voice of theirs... or the wickedly flirtatious gal that I just want to coo and please until they lose themselves in my ministrations. Dream or not, that is what I seek. And that is what I find.

But... why?

I live a normal life. Normal to everyday standards - I study, I work, I make money, I waste money, I am of my home, I am of my husband... I laugh, I cry, I eat, I sleep, I bathe... and the more mundane parts of the day.

I do not feel overly disillusioned. Marriage is good, normal. We are better halves and understand one another for the most part. Arguments are good too. The stubborn kind in which we glare at one another only to end up cracking up about it minutes later.

Life is good... so then... why?

What is wrong with my putrid mind?

Monday, April 26, 2004

I am such a freak.

I must be. Or maybe I am just the typical woman with subconcious wants and frequent irrational dreams of which one blushes and squirms in the morning. But what if it isn't typical, however?

Several days ago:

I was backstage, the pounding music and flashing of lights driving the entire crowd crazy as our 'heroes' continued to make what for us will be an impossible of times with no end. I was pacing about, waiting for them to finish their number... not really sure why.

Finally, everything was over and we headed to the locker area of the arena to 'chill' and party. Everyone was now nice and clean from the sweat of his or her activities and things were alright. But not for me. I was upset for some reason and so I left the room, laughs and indecipherable chatting going on incessantly behind me. Gaw I was upset. And the more laugh I heard, the worse it got. Then it hit me... I needed a little attention for me.

So at the top of the stairs I did what seemed most reasonable at the time. I gave a few steps down, skipped them actually, and then I shouted. It was a short, high-pitched scream. I was sure that it would not be heard with all the clamor going on inside the party room, or that it may just be mistaken for some other laughter.

Oh but surprise, someone did hear. John C came from the end of the hall, apparently he wasn't inside the other room, may have gone out to... erm... for whatever reason, he didn't explain. Well, I was at the bottom step, sitting all distressed and rubbing my ankle (left, right... it doesn't matter now, I just was).

"Yo girl," he punched my arm jokingly. It wasn't at all harsh according to him but sometimes men just cannot measure much about their strength. I leaned to the left, pushed by his 'playfulness.' It did not hurt, not at all, but I did feel it. I frowned and began to move slightly so that he could either walk by or sit next to me... I was aiming at the latter.

He did none, instead he took my hand and yanked me to my feet before picking me up in his arms. He was not wearing a shirt and as I placed my hand on his chest to steady myself (no... really) I was quite amazed that his skin was actually pretty soft over all that muscle. Smooth too... he probably doesn't shave. I bet he went under the laser. I've gone through the procedure and after the first week skin is super soft, too bad it's so expensive...

John C kept walking away from the stair, the noise. He had this muck grin on his face and I asked what he found so very amusing. I had just 'fallen' at the stairs. "Sure you did. That's why I am going to have a look at it." and he turned his body around (still carrying me) and used his back to open up a door, somewhat careful not to knock me around the door frame. I was then set on a table.

My hands moved to the hem of my dress. I wore one of my favorite dresses, which unfortunately I have not used in a very long time... but for this event it seemed that I was. It is a sweet baby blue color with tiny flower patterns, princess cut with neck and decent cleavage, nothing that shows anything at all... a typical V-neck with folds. It is somewhat short; however. It is 4 inches or so from the knee and when I sit it goes up to about 7. So I fumbled a little and tucked it in the best I could under my legs so that it wouldn't ride up too much. I do that every time I sit. Most girls do.

No use. His movement was deft and soon his mouth was pressed against mine. It was quick, eager and soon we were engrossed on ourselves. I do not know when or how, but my dress was untied and next thing I knew I was on my lacey undergarments while his hand rubbed my neck and moved to caress between my breasts...

So strange. I was not the least excited. Perplexed at such a thing yes, especially since I do not find him all that attractive, somewhat funny yes since he has quick wit. *sigh* I was just watching all this unfold and is as if I had been sitting saying "oh whoopee do dah... Next please..."

Sunday, April 25, 2004

yawn

Ahhh Saturday made me tired. We had a meeting with one of the clients to touch up on remaining areas of the project. Hubby and I left home at around 4 am and arrived at 9am. We took a quick nap at my sister's before heading out to the meeting. It went well. We finished at around 5 pm, so it was a very long meeting, but we covered good ground. So far he likes how the project is going and we just need to tighten up some stuff. Good.

We returned to my sister's and helped her set up a computer that we took for her. HP 1.8GHz P4, 80GB, 512 MB, a small version of my multimedia station... actually that one used to be my station. It was about time too, hers was a Compaq 500MHz 256MB (or was it 128? I gotta check). Anyway, although I upgraded the Compaq many times (I always end up putting more stuff into my machines) it was time to get her another one. She generally gets my used computers, but that's not a bad thing. I keep my things in top-notch condition with more stuff than they originally came with. We got her hooked up to the net in a few minutes and set up her extra drives and camera and then we left. We'll go back to her town next week with a wireless card for her laptop and then finish up her network.

I love the drop of prices on wireless stuff... when we first set up the network at my mom's it cost us a little over 100 for the router and then 60-some for the cards. Right now you get station and cards for about 60-75 bucks all. Not bad.

Well anyway, we made it back home at around midnight and dropped on bed. I didn't get up until 11 am today. Husband's been watching the NFL drafts and I've been browsing the net.

That reminds me, I gotta check for RAM and a HD...

Friday, April 16, 2004

What a week...

It has been such a hectic week. Mom's closing the store so I've had to terminate contracts, write letters, pack equipment, move furniture, so on and so forth. Most of the things we would like to get rid of because they are simply too big to store in any of our houses. While I can have 4 computers in my house, 10 is just a tat too much. Not to mention I'd also have to bring the desks, shelves, display cases, etc, etc. So we placed a couple of ads in the newspaper and some people have come to check out the stuff. Mostly people from businesses wanting to get more equipment at a liquidation price, which is fine with me as long as they don't expect me to just give stuff away especially since all our stuff is in very good condition (my mother is a cleanliness true believer) and fairly 'new.'

So far we have been selling to people that just walk in to get a regular service and then find out that we are selling the stuff. For a business a couple of hundreds may seem to high to pay for a piece of office furniture, but for a regular person it's a sweet deal - I just sold our lunchroom wood table with 4 chairs for 50 bucks... The thing is dark wood and weights at least 20 lbs a chair! None of that economy store stuff.

Highlight of the day - I had an exchange of heated words with some guy in the back alley. I took my mom out to eat and when we were turning to park in our area (behind the store there is a one-way alley to our parking) this guy had his big truck parked right on the street opposing traffic. So we were 'going' and he seemed to be 'coming.' So I stopped my car and we waited nose to nose with his truck. He had our parking behind him (we have room for a bout 3 or 4 cars in there) and we had... The street with all incoming traffic behind us. The guy takes his sweet time and then gets in the truck and turn on the engine. We look at each other and he raises his arms as if saying 'now what?'. I make signs telling him to back up. He shakes his head vigorously and signals me to back up. Here I am, looking behind at all the coming cars (weren't really on the main street, but perpendicular to it; T style) and decide that it is simpler for him to back up because he has no cars behind him and all the parking space just to scoot over so I can pass to My parking area.

So we keep up signaling each other to move back and my mother gets down to tell him. He said something and she comes back telling me to just back up and I asked why? Was he towing something that was not allowing him to move back on this somewhat narrow road? He kept up making sign and telling me to move and I get down.

"Sir, that's my parking area. We work here."

"It's not important if you work here or not. Move back so I can get out."

"It doesn't cost you Anything to move back."

"It doesn't cost you anything either."

"Well I am not going to. You have no cars behind you and I have a the entire flow of 10 street! MOVE BACK. THIS IS MY PLACE, I PAY THE CITY FOR THIS ALLEY"

"I PAY TOO!"

"WELL I DON'T CARE. YOU MOVE NOW OR I CALL THE POLICE. YOU ARE GOING ON THE OPPOSITE WAY AND YOU KNOW IT SO JUST MOVE BACK."

"Fine, I'll do you THE FAVOR-"

"You are doing No Favor to me because you are WRONG and you know it. SO MOVE. ANDELE!" I snapped my fingers because by this time I was already super pissed. Then I turned and got in my car and waited for the guy to back away. I parked and he went.

Pfft! As if I was going to back away because he just felt like driving on the opposite direction of incoming traffic, park to check his frickn' tires and then expect me to wait for him and move back into the coming car so that he could just waltz to the main road.

As IF!

Friday, April 09, 2004

Weird dreams, weird dreams.

I am not actually going to post here what I dreamt (if you really want to know, contact me and I'll decide). It had to do with my husband going out with 2 exclassmates of mine (from different schools), then my husband and I talking about the meeting, and finally my going out for coffee with those same exclassmates. Very strange. Hmm, maybe I should just start a Dream log. Hmmm.

Anyway, I got to wake up late this Friday because my husband had the day off. We got up and went to the store after 1 pm and were only there for a few hours. Mainly we wanted to see if my sister would want to go to the movies with us for the release of The Alamo. She did not for work related reasons. So we left and caught the early show at 3:50 p.m.

Alright movie with a lot of history and various anecdotes. Not for kids simply because they may find it boring. I doubt young ones may care much about the history of Texas. What my husband and I enjoyed most was the debate that occurred after we left the theater. We both had our different opinions on why things happened the way they did and most importantly what Would happen if Texas decided to get it's independence from the U.S.A.

I happen to be a Texan supporter while he remains a USA follower.

heh...

Thursday, April 08, 2004

Wow... ^_^

Today I drove to work again and after closing, the hubby stopped by, talked with my mom while I closed, and then we each both got in our cars and drove back home. I had parked in the back so I had to go around a block and at the intersection I saw my husband in his car. He had a green and I a red, so as he crossed he grinned and mocked me that I had to wait. I poked my tongue out at him. About 15 mins later I arrived home and he was waiting with his car on the side so that I would park my car first. I drove inside while my husband parked behind. I was singing along my Palominos CD and by the time I got out, husband was already waiting for me on the driveway.

Husband: You look so beautiful driving your big car.
I: eh?
Husband: Women look so beautiful driving.
I: ~_~ *gee... spoil the good comment by throwing other women into the mix. heh!*
Husband: But you are the most beautiful of all women.
I: You are lucky. *I joked*
Husband: Yes, yes I am.

Then inside the house we turned on the TV and started watching a little wrestling and he said if I wanted to eat some tuna. He doesn't make it like me (I just add a dab of mayo and eat it raw). He adds spices and onion and veggies and you name it... just mouth watering. Well after I finished chopping veggies (because he insists that I do the chopping since I am the best vegetable chopper that he has ever seen) he began to do all the cooking. I started drying dishes.

Husband: I can cook like this all the time. I'll just buy canned meats and prepare them. Easier and it will last longer, unlike what we have in the fridge. You just cut up onions and stuff and I can do all the cooking everyday.
I: Okay. *That's usually what we do anyway...*
Husband: As long as I am cooking for you, I really enjoy it.
I: *I smile while continuing to wash and dry dishes*
Husband: *gets closer and gives me a kiss on the cheek*

*giggles*

What Kind Of Webmistress Am I?

Diffused.net would never cease to entertain you. What Kind Of Webmistress Are You?

Yep. That sounds about right for me.

What Language Am I?

Spanish or Italian What Language Are You?

So does this mean I am a stereotypical Hot and Sexy Latina?

What Kind Of Anime/Manga Am I?

Cuteness and loveliness is your game to win the hearts of those around you. Although you seem artificial, stubborn and shallow at times, deep down, you're all about courage, friendship and love. What Kind Of Anime/Manga Are You?

Kawaii! ^_^

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Darn that was painful

So I woke up late today - 8:41 am. I figured I could sleep late since my doc's appointment wasn't until 10 am. I take my shower, dry my hair, put on my lotions and powders, get dressed, clean the kitty litter, feed Chiquita (my kitty), put on the make-up and make my way out to the car. It was 9:53 am., the doc's office is about 5 mins away driving moderate to fast.

I turn on the car and... ~_~ Husband left me the one without gas. >_< He knew I would be driving today! He does this all the time. Whenever I need to use one of the cars, I always find myself with the one that had the red line over the 'E.' Baby... E means Empty... as in.. FILL IT UP BEFORE YOU GET HOME!

Heh. But like I said... 5 minutes away - I could make it. Passed several turtle-drivers and then hunted down for a place to park and made my way to his office. This is the first time I talk to this doctor; my mom liked him so she told me to give him a try. Generally I do not like to get checkups very often - I dislike the cold-meat treatment. Yes, I know doctors are supposed to be unattached and not very friendly (wouldn't want to get a lawsuit from some lady that thinks he got a little Too friendly, right?) but C'mon! Don't just poke me and then write stuff down without ever telling me what it is that you are doing! I did not go to med school and while a lump here or there may be a very common thing in your line of work, it is Not For Me. Tell me that it is nothing. Tell me that you will push me here, probe me there. Tell me that I should eat more vegetables... Tell me anything.

Well that said and done. I was surprised that I was walked to the inside rooms as soon as I walked in. The nurse was chatty and measured and weighed me. I have lost 7 pounds! Woo-hoo Go Me! Then took me to another room where she asked me standard questions - pregnancies, abortions, last ".", heart-lung-pressure-diabetic conditions, and why I was there. She asked me to wait a moment and that the doctor would come right over. Okay so here I am thinking 'In this place they put you in quickly so that one doesn’t complain and THEN we do the waiting inside. Nope, I was wrong, and gladly so. The Dr. came in soon after and sat down to have a nice long talk with me. Asked me things about my past medical history, any concerns I had, etc, etc. It was nice. Then he asked me to change into the paper thingies and stepped out. No small paper shirts here... these were long, paper, but at least long. I wore the ‘robe’, which went down to my knees and actually went all around my body. Then I sat on the table and placed the other paper (like half a sheet) over my lap. Several minutes later he knocked again and stepped in with the nurse.

Standard procedure, push and touch then probe and poke. ~_~ It hurt. It always hurts. He told me that it was best to check well rather than having to get to an operation room later. "Or don't you think, Renata?" "Sure it is... but I gotta be honest. *wince* I didn't even want to come here in the first place." "Haha. Yes, I understand. *push-push*" I screamed. Well, 'I yelped' was more like it. It hurt! But at least he was talking the whole time and explaining what he was doing and what he was finding.

So after all was done I get dressed and the nurse takes a blood sample. She told me she should get results by tomorrow so I could call her around 3 pm. Groovy, that's quick.

I got to the store at 12 noon. Not bad.

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Studying for a urine test. :D erm I mean... ~_~

I was all by my lonesome today. Looooooong boring day, but I actually did quite a bit. Finally troubleshooted that piece of code. ^_^ Oh yeah! Oh yeah! After thinkering with the database and the code something got fixed heh... yeah. that's how programmers fix problems.

And well, it seems like I am getting dragged to the doc tomorrow. Mother had to make an appointment for me last week and everyone has been keeping tabs on the date, time, place, and everything. ~_~ Sheesh. So I haven't had my monthly like in 7 weeks. Big Deal! I remember once I actually went without it for 3 months, and several other times when I had it twice in the same month. I am just like that. But I guess... I might as well get the pressure, cholesterol, blood, and all those other tests done as well.

>_< Now I just hope I don't have to be in that waiting room for 3 hrs before they take me in (and then another hr just to wait for the doctor while wearing those flimsy paper shirts).

Monday, April 05, 2004

Angel

You are a normal angel. Innocent and pure. Full of
light and hope. You love to be around others,
and really know how to have a good time. You
enjoy hanging around with mortals. You like ti
sing, which you are great at, and like to have
others near you. People are naturally attracted
to your bubbly personaliy, and love to be
around you. Normal angels are always popular,
and have lots of fans. You are happy go lucky,
with an interesting out look on the world.

Though you have experienced pain, that is all
behind you now. You see the bright side to
things, and are always there to help a person
in need. You are quite pretty, with a childish
air, though you know more than others think.

You are a really friendly person. But can be a tad
selfish at times.

You are bright and full of energy.

Better get my shades!

What Type Of Angel Have You Become?
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Sunday, April 04, 2004

OoooOOOooo Jackie!

Who will you be stuck with at end of time? by chi_a_baidh
Your name is
Your sex is
Your favorite color is
You are stuck there because	everyone else died due to the wrath of God
For _____ years	32
With
He/She will think you are	beautiful
You will	repopulate the earth

Created with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!

Darn Straight! And he's so flexible too... ^_~

Saturday, April 03, 2004

Oh the deadlines...

Spent most of today inside the office at mom's store. I really wanted to keep moving with the project I am working on. My husband went with me and we were both working on the site's code. We were supposed to finish this site then end of March, but the client seems to be more interested in the e-commerce are of the site (which is not wrong, of course) than giving us the actual information that he wishes to have on the site. So I send him templates and he tells me "Where's the text?" Well... Perhaps if instead of having me make his calls to the banks and merchants he would make them himself I wouldn't spend 4 hrs a day on hold by the operators. At some point I just stopped working on the project altogether. He kept changing opinions on the site's content and asked my opinion on what type of marketing material he should use to promote the site. Yes, I can recommend some things, but I am not going to be proofreading his letters. I give him links of the service providers that I have been in contact with the past and that is all... It is not my fault if they do not offer what he has in mind. And just for kicks, I actually researched for a provider that offers just what he needs and did not find one yet. I am not saying that there isn't one out there... Oh.. There IS. But those are more likely custom made gateways and accounts for big companies like Toyota or WalMart, etc., etc., who pay thousands upon thousands to a complete team of programmers. I do not think he can afford that at the moment, so I find him the alternatives... If he doesn't like them, then there is nothing I can do. I won't program that for him because to put it simply, he'd have to hire me for a year and not with hourly wages.

Well, Z and I decided that the longer we wait for him to give us information, the more stuff he would ask us to keep adding or researching (outside of the original quote, by the way). What started with a 200 page, database driven project has expanded to 400 with over 1500 dynamically created extra pages (and let's not talk about images just yet). Dynamic... So no big deal... If we didn't have to capture the text data for those 1500+ pages ourselves. He's supposed to give us that... But all he does is give us links and tell us to look in those. We did that in the beginning, but it ended up that we would not exactly capture what he wanted on his site, so we told him... You give it to us. Makes it so much simpler, that way we are not guessing at what he wants or not. Plus, we do not get involved in copyright issues. If the client gives me stuff, then I am to assume he got permission to use that information or he wrote it himself.

Well... Now let's hope I do not have to move my deadline again.

Friday, April 02, 2004

Heheheh

Will Turner is the caring young man from pirates of the caribbean. he will adore you till the day that he dies

You are going to Marry orlando Bloom. He will
always treat you right and is very romantic. He
will do anything for you. He is very polite and
has deep brown eyes and is very good looking
(which is another plus!). He can make anything
cheesy look really hot(like sliding down stairs
on a shield shooting arrows or wearing pointy
ears for example). Congrats!!

Which male celebrity are you going to marry?!
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Fight Club!

What movie Do you Belong in?
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Thursday, April 01, 2004

Yey! and... ~_~

Things have gotten better with my buddy from the other day, RB, (you know... we got upset over nothing and stopped talking for several days). We did quite a bit of talking today... our 'problem' was mentioned like for 3 lines then we went back to playing as usual, so that is pretty great. I hope we keep it like that for a good while.

"What does your mouth say about you?"

You are confident in yourself, your opinions, and
you are glamorous. You are creative and talk a
lot. You always have important things to say
but you know how to balance off your intense
nature with a good sense of humor. You are
dedicated and stay on task. You also keep your
word, you never break a promise. Talented,
intelligent, AND creative. Awesome for you!

What does your mouth say about you?
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That's right! ^_~

And something that was kinda funny to me...

In a chat with a RP buddy:

LL: so...what'cha up to?
Kitty: blog
Kitty: *toothy grin*
LL: ?
Kitty: ~_~ *sigh* journal?
Kitty: *imitating Dr. Evil* "I'm Hip. I'm Cool tiki-tiki-tiki-tiki-tiki-tiki..."
LL: ...
Kitty: ....
LL: I'm....speechless...
Kitty: AHHH! Forget it! I am... OLD!!!!
LL: *huh?*
Kitty: Sometimes i remind myself of Dr. Evil. I really do.
LL: all I ask for is sharks with frickin' laser beams on their frickin' heads people!
LL: that Dr. Evil?
Kitty: yeah.
LL: groovy.
Kitty: "One.Million.Dollars!"
Kitty: you know... when he meets his son
LL: ...
Kitty: ...
Kitty: he tries to do the Macarena...
LL: uh-huh.
Kitty: oh come on! That movie wasn't THAT long ago!!!

There I was trying to sound all hi-tech, state-of-the-art, new age, older-but-still-cool, I-keep-on-with-today's-teen-movies gal... and it... BOMBS!

Oiiiiiii

Hmmm

Friday, April 30, 2004

once again

Wednesday, April 28, 2004

whoa

Tuesday, April 27, 2004

So a bit of more confusion

Monday, April 26, 2004

I am such a freak.

Sunday, April 25, 2004

yawn

Friday, April 16, 2004

What a week...

Friday, April 09, 2004

Weird dreams, weird dreams.

Thursday, April 08, 2004

Wow... ^_^

What Kind Of Webmistress Am I?

What Language Am I?

What Kind Of Anime/Manga Am I?

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Darn that was painful

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Studying for a urine test. :D erm I mean... ~_~

Monday, April 05, 2004

Angel

Sunday, April 04, 2004

OoooOOOooo Jackie!

Saturday, April 03, 2004

Oh the deadlines...

Friday, April 02, 2004

Heheheh

Thursday, April 01, 2004

Yey! and... ~_~

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Hmmm

Friday, April 30, 2004

once again

Wednesday, April 28, 2004

whoa

Tuesday, April 27, 2004

So a bit of more confusion

Monday, April 26, 2004

I am such a freak.

Sunday, April 25, 2004

*yawn*

Friday, April 16, 2004

What a week...

Friday, April 09, 2004

Weird dreams, weird dreams.

Thursday, April 08, 2004

Wow... ^_^

What Kind Of Webmistress Am I?

What Language Am I?

What Kind Of Anime/Manga Am I?

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Darn that was painful

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Studying for a urine test. :D *erm* I mean... ~_~

Monday, April 05, 2004

Angel

Sunday, April 04, 2004

OoooOOOooo Jackie!

Saturday, April 03, 2004

Oh the deadlines...

Friday, April 02, 2004

Heheheh

Thursday, April 01, 2004

Yey! and... ~_~

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yawn

Studying for a urine test. :D erm I mean... ~_~