Friday, November 26, 2004
Well Its been over a week since I have written last. Plenty has gone on. To start Terry shot a buck. A.KA-Bambi. Thats right kiddies, hes a murderer....a sexy one at that. I took pictures of him and the deer hanging from the garage with its stomach all slpit open. He spent a whole day cutting it up and cleaning it. It actually tastes pretty good....Disturbing.By the way, thanks for the happy birthday jerks. Note the sarcasm. My baby made it a good day. He took me out for lunch and dinner and to a show :) We saw Not by Choice (for the third time, not a huge fan, but super nice guys), Flashlight Brown (Second time, very cool guys and great sound), Glory Fades (Best 519 band in our opinions) and Some Other Influence (I think thats what they were called, decent). We had a good time. It rained and was cold. I got carried over the puddles. It was fun being the birthday girl.
So work this week has been interesting. Food Basics is a pretty good environment, I work with respectfull friendly people. I wish it were effing Sunday. This weekend couldent possibly move any slower. I miss him already and it hasent even been a full day. Arg...time to go now.
Its great to be queen.
<3 Shara
Best quote ever=
Drunk guy at the bar Terry works at (In Michigan); Does everyone have hair like that in Canada?
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I have no intentions to please anyone, I write in this for my own purposes. My own outlet. My own place to say what I want, when I want and how I want. With no worries of who I may offend. My belief is writing forces you to organize your thoughts, which helps you to gain control over what is happening around you. It releases stess. So here it is...straight up.
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Here's 2 the crazy ones, Misfits, Rebels, Troublemakers, Round pegs in square holes, The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules, And have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, Disagree with them, Glorify or villify them. The one thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push us forward. While some may see them as the crazy ones, We see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough To think they can change the world Are the ones who do.
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