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:: Friday, July 23, 2004 ::

The Poo Poo Platter
 
I think Blogger enjoys switching things up on me. Maybe it's punishment for the fact that I don't post enough. Damn you Blogger!
 
So... After much consideration I've decided to put my "dilemma" on hold. I realized that even though I'm semi-desperate right now, I really shouldn't give in. Granted, I'm all for hanging out and cuddling or something but I just can't give "myself" (in all meanings of the word) over to someone who I don't feel 100% about. I think I was still 80-20 against it last night but I've dumped the last 20 in a bid for my self-worth.
 
Shit I can do better!
 
While I'm not the subject of better-ness, scroll down and check out
my hot straight girlfriend.  She's in the first picture on the right. Isn't she lovely. Her compadres are quite tasty too.
 
Time to scamper off to the fun world of blood production. Later taters.


:: Estoy_Libre 1:24 PM [+] ::
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:: Thursday, July 15, 2004 ::
Dilemma

Dear readers I am coming to you with a small problem. We have in one corner Girl A and in the other corner Girl B.

Now... Girl A is new. Girl A is some one that I met very recently (i.e. sometime last month) and ran into her again last night. I felt some "clickage" (I'm so good with creating new words aren't I?) happening and am thinking about inviting her to do something, what I'm no where near sure. Either way it's all new and completely up in the air. I don't even know when I'll see her again.

Now... Girl B has been around a while. I used to like Girl B very much, now not so much. Some of you know Girl B and I realize would immediately select the previously mentioned contestant. However, the new ingredient added into this mixture is that I'm having this major hankering for something only Girl B, at present, can give me. I have no doubt she'd be a willing participant. The question really is should I participate with her? More over, should you do something that would theoretically be fun but you might regret later? How self-indulgent can one person be?

Send you're "unbiased" opinions directly


:: Estoy_Libre 1:24 PM [+] ::
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:: Monday, July 12, 2004 ::
Damn Right!

"You could rename marriage anything -- civil unions, marshmallows, whatever you want -- and the other side is going to oppose it, and they're going to oppose it with every fiber in their body. [Settling for civil unions is like saying] let's send Rosa Parks to the middle of the bus and let's leave her there after she's already made it to the front of the bus." -- Human Rights Campaign president Cheryl Jacques to the St. Louis gay newspaper The Vital Voice, May 14.
:: Estoy_Libre 5:21 PM [+] ::
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Hmm...

So I just read this article and realized that out of the 13 possible selections that I fit more than half of them. Wow! That's reassuring.

A close friend of mine past away last week and I've been trying to deal with that. She was 94 so it wasn't exactly a surprise but still death is such a strange, final thing. I don't think I've still been able to understand that no I'm never, ever in my natural life going to see this person ever again. I can visit her grave all I want to but I will never see her again. Time is very precious, precious indeed...

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am the morning hush.
I am the graceful rush
of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am the flowers that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

:: Estoy_Libre 3:50 PM [+] ::
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