Here's the difference between me and my twin... if there's a something that needs to be done, and she knows how to do it, she does it right away. Dishes done right after a meal. Floor washed if something sticky falls on it. Laundry done by the load, not when the last clean item of clothing is worn. She's shipshape, yes, but she can also be unmotivated when it comes to a challenge. I'm more of a procrastinator. Dull and boring chores just make me lie on the couch longer. But if there's ...

I like my liver just fine the way she is. I know that she's not in prime condition anymore, but she's definitely worn-in like a good pair of sneakers, or the perfectly faded jeans. My liver is experienced enough to handle impromptu parties without putting up too much of a fuss the next morning, and she's competent enough to resist protesting when I make a sudden switch from beer to cocktails. I treat her nice. I give her a taste of the bubbly, and she makes sure I do not get alcohol ...

I could almost taste the salt wind... ...and I could faintly hear the the clanging of bells in the distance. The squawk of seagulls were real. (McDonald's is not a block away.) But, if I squinted my eyes just the right way, the back deck at my parents' house actually did resemble the rear of the Black Pearl. Imagination is a powerful thing. My girl and I have been playing Pirates every time we're at my parents' home, and at times, it just seems so real. She lets me be Captain...

My girl's getting into science, big time. Any books that she gets from the library are either about experiments, wildlife, or space. Any toys that she wants seem to be more to deal with animals, vegetables and minerals than the colors pink and Barbie. (And I'm in no way complaining about this point!) Any thing that we do afterschool involves long hikes, trips to the nearby zoo, or dangling feet in the nearby river. There's nothing wrong with any of this, but for one thing. I hate...

"This is not your island. This is our island. And the only reason you're living on it is because we let you live on it... We've got a misunderstanding, Jack — your people, my people. So listen carefully. Right here there's a line. You cross that line, we go from misunderstanding to something else. Now give me your weapons, turn around, go home." - The 'Others' speak to Jack "Can I ask you something?" "Shoot." "How long do you think it would take to train an army?" ...

I'm blogonstipated. I've got a handful of places where I post regularly, but really, anything goes for all of em. I find that my myspace account is generally music-oriented, I guess because of the format. I wrote a blog about dance music, and am still getting the vibe, I guess. I'm also in the middle of gathering a bunch of great 80's music for a cd compilation (oooh the power!) and I'm simply in love with myself right now. I shoulda been a dj. But really, I haven't been posting...

After a month of insecurities, worries and disgust, I now seem to be empty of all that is negative. It seems that overnight it has disappated, like the morning fog. Instead of worrying about what cannot be changed, I've focused on what can be changed instead. My house is cleaner, and has been relieved of the things that tie me down. -Papers that date back to my college days: gone. -Dishes given by well-meaning relatives that are simply not my style: gone. -Happy Meal toys made by ch...

From Wikipedia about Lost , the television show: After the episode "Numbers" aired, many people used the eponymous figures as lottery entries. According to the Pittsburgh Tribune-Review, within three days, the numbers were tried over 500 times by local players. [16]. Likewise, in the same period, over 200 people in Michigan alone used the sequence for the Mega Millions lottery[17] and by October, thousands had tried them for the multi-state Powerball lottery.[18] I haven't done it ...

Nothing is original about me. I'm trying to kick the habit of smoking and bi-monthly binge drinking. The drinking I can do pretty easily. While I enjoy lotsa pints, I can replace with nights out at the movies. Even if I cut it back to once every month or two, I'll be happier about that. The smoking is proving to be more difficult, as I always have a yammering for one around this time of day. And as soon as work starts, it gets worse. At that point, I crave a cigarette once every 2 hours, ...

I got a phone call this morning (which is a big enough deal, considering less than 5 people actually have my phone number) stating that there's big stuff going on at work. Apparently the 2 new training classes that were to begin today were all contacted, stating that their hiring will be postponed. Several supervisors were let go, and a lot of reps are being fired today as well, when they come back into work. I hope I'm not one of them. Our company, which services a larger US company,...

Go right now to the external link, hit Toronto, and then keep reading. So, now you're doing the same thing that I am doing, listening to Danny Michel on Stuart McLean's The Vinyl Cafe on the CBC, reading some and writing some, while sipping on a coffee. And if you're not, well, at least you know what I'm doing now. It's a breezy, cloudy, fairly warm day. My sister's off across town, getting our bikes out for the season. Mine's the last one to come back home. I should be pumping up ...

Both Kole and I took the day off work and school; she's sick, I'm looking after her. We stayed at my parents' place though, because Skylar was home for the day as well, and my sister was trying to write a paper. In fifty minutes, I expect to be doing the homebody thing, and I'm looking forward to it. I don't know if I'm making hamburgers, or a baked fish dish, but either meal will involved some slicing and dicing, and some preparations with the Wolf on loud. Link As much as I bitch...

Anyone who doesn't correlate depression with drinking is simply burying their own head in the sand. I have a girl friend who seems like an average woman. She's fairly fit and active, she's fairly social and is generally on good terms with her family. She's concerned about money and looking for a 'real' job, but she's getting by. She has her ups and downs like everyone else, yet she's convinced she's depressed and that she should be seeking mental help or get some anti-depressants at the ...

I really am fat. I'm not going to give numbers or dress sizes or anything, but really , it's no big deal. I'm fairly active, I'm pretty smart, and am quite easy to get along with. I don't have a problem socializing with men (or women) and while I don't have an endless line-up of dates, it's got more to do with my own commitment issues than the wobbly bits that I possess. There was a time (albeit briefly) where I weighed everything I ate on a plastic scale. I once knew the caloric c...

I'm tired. I'm tired, and sad, and almost teary today, and have been so for most of the week. I've gotten some of the testing results from Kole's doctor who specializes in learning disabilities and I can't help but think that things have just changed here. While there was a lot of technical/medical jargon, I got the deep-down meaning. It's not going to be easy for anyone, and unfortunately, I simply haven't had enough time to assimilate it all. She's happy, though. I've taken sever...