so, if anyone noticed......i have not posted since thursday.. and the reason for that is my computer died thursday afternoon.. earlier in the week, my daughter spilled water on the keyboard.
well, let me tell you, we have been through so many keyboards in the last couple of years.
try as we might to keep liquids away, it doesn't always work with these guys.
The laptop my mom bought me last summer is known for running hot; we were warned of that before purchase. I figured no problem--I'll set it on a cooling rack. I use a separate keyboard for it, anyway, so it doesn't matter if it's raised.
It works great at home that way, but definitely heats up rather quickly in other settings when I don't have the cooling rack. The casing gets worrisomely warm!
it makes me wonder how i would have handled it if i was a witness?
would i have called?
she's a woman of particular faith; and it's too late for a conversion, and she gets a ticket to the new system anyway, so what a convenient excuse to do nothing.
((((((((((((((((((SixofNine)))))))))))))))))
what one thing would i see that would tell me the most about you?.
the center of my home is my computer and my books.
standing at the door that is the first thing you will see.
Sorry--I just read the posts on this thread. I didn't mean to ruin the fun theme.
Before you even walk into my apt., right on the hallway door is a large yellow poster board with a drawing of a big dinosaur that my youngest son made. It says, "Dino Door My Name Apartment Room" and the number on it. He drew it four years ago, when he was 8.
what one thing would i see that would tell me the most about you?.
the center of my home is my computer and my books.
standing at the door that is the first thing you will see.
In my place, the most telling thing would be what you DON'T see: Pictures of--and by--my kids.
I had to take them down a few months back because the situation which led them to decide now to shun me (more due to influence of their manipulative JW dad than anything else) occurred then--and right in conjuction with my major back surgery, which left me at home alone, unsupported, in much pain, and needing to physically heal--but unable to drive and unable to get away from all of the visible reminders all around my apartment that were tearing into my soul every waking hour of every waking day.
I seriously contemplated suicideso much then. ...I couldn't even take the items down myself. Had to get help with that process because I wasn't physically in any position to do it. And I wasn't emotionally in any position to NOT do it.
Moving forward this way is so hard...my eyes are burning wet and red as I write this.
these two shows are omg good!
watch "six feet under" episodes in order for a great drama.
watch "arrested development" for a smart smart comedy.
Yeah, I agree about "Arrested Development." I was just remembering that show the other day and thinking I missed it. Didn't watch it often, but it made me roar when I did!
what do you find physically sexy or hot on a man?
i need this info for my wife's sake, as she doesn't think 6 pack abs are that sexy.. .
abr.
I'm an EYES person, all the way!
its been a while since i posted here...hope everyone is well.. some in canada may read the national post newspaper...friday they had an editorial entitled "halfway between religion and cult", discussing the blood issue as it relates to the the surviving sextuplets in british columbia, canada.
i decided to respond, and to my suprise it become the "letter of the day", published in this weekend's edition of the post.
below is what i wrote.
Talk about a poignant letter!! Toronto_Guy----------- Good job!!
i haven't said anything to you all because i feel like many will say here she goes looking for sympathy.
anyway, he had to go in thursday for a cbc.
his hgb was 7.2. so they sent him over to the hospital to get two units as an outpatient.
It's a good thing you and your husband aren't still JW's...imagine how this would suck then.
Sorry it sucks for you now.
(((((((((((((((MsMcDucket))))))))))))))))
not so long ago i met one of the elders that sat on the commitee that dfed me 10 or so years ago.
it was at the local shopping centre.
he did not recognize me at first so we where chatting away untill i helped him remember who i was.
Yep--and you've pricked 'em with your pitchfork, too!
Woo hoo!! GOOD JOB!!
