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Round Two [Ding!]

Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Despite some very fabulous people around me, I am definately going through round two of difficult situations, folks and well...life :).

On my drive home from work yesterday, my body kicked into survival mode - refusing to accept anything but sleep. I walked in the door, shut off my phone, and crawled straight into bed. I'm turning into Rip Van Winkle, and think I may, in fact, be able to sleep for 100 years.

Figure other people say it better than I do anymore, unless directly prompted, so here we go:

Trailed by a mess
Of masking tape construction paper
And the best of intentions
[She] tried to patch up every hole as [she] went
Back and forth and back again

And [her] friends half full of half concerns
Embarrassed looks and tired words
They burrowed deeper into the ignorant
Little lives they preferred
And [she] envied their distance
Their lack of concern
[Sh]e thought,
Once I shed the whole of me
Once I shed the whole of me
Then I'll be smiling

[She] cursed [her]self
And [her] instinct to nurse
Every idea to health
And all of the falls that [she'd] spent
Trying to coax [her] name from the mouths
Of success

[She] thought
Once I shed the whole of me
Once I shed the whole of me
Then I'll be smiling.

They litter me with small awareness'
Then they ask if I'm good enough
They litter me with small awareness'
Just to wake me up

Why do the fools wake me up?

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Pimp My Ride

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

My News Flash of the Week: I bought a new bike cruiser:



Cute, eh? It's a blast to ride. And I swear, one of these days, I'm actually going to get up early enough to ride it to work, but for now, I be cruisin to the grocerie store in my favorite skirts to get some ice cream.


Since this is brand new and awaiting a little decoration, I thought I'd reach out and try to do something fun by having all of my friends... Pimp my Ride.


Stickers of any kinds: Breweries, Music, stupid-ass sayings, flags, etc. etc. etc. - anything. I wanted to see how many places around the globe I could get things from. I'd love even more if whoever sent it signed to so I can keep track and carry you all with me :)


I'm not sure if any of you would be interested, or if this will even work, but hey - why not give it a shot?


So... if you see this - and see me around town - let me know :) If you live somewhere afar, send it via snail:


1225 Marion Street 4

Denver, CO 80218


In return, you'll get something equally as cool in the mail from me, so please make sure you include your return address :) Because lord knows I love returning the favor and LOVE ME some postal mail.


xoxoxoxoxoxo


 

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Not sure how I forgot about this one...

Sunday, August 3, 2008
but John Mayer's, "In Your Atmosphere" is one of my favorites. Oldie but goodie, and I compeltely forgot it existed, until he brought back on his latest live cd/dvd combo... It caught me in a moment and I've had it on play, reverse and repeat for the last hour:

In Your Atmosphere

I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I don't know how to land and not race to your door
I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore

I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I'm not sure that I really ever could
Hold on to your hotel key in your
Bedroom neighborhood
With me sleepwalking in Hollywood

I'm gonna steer clear
Burn up in your atmosphere
I'm gonna steer clear
Cause I'd die if I saw you
I'd die if I didn't see you there
So I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore

I dont think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I get lost on the boulevard at night
Without your voice to tell me I love you, take a right
the ten and the two is the loneliest sight

I'm gonna steer clear
Burn up in your atmosphere
I'm gonna steer clear
Cause I'd die if I saw you
I'd die if I didn't see you

I'm gonna steer clear, oh yeah
Burn up in your atmosphere here
I'm gonna steer clear
Cause I'd die if I saw you
I'd die if I didn't see you there
see you there

I think I'm gonna stay gonna stay in the gray think I'm gonna stay
And all the street lights say nevermind, nevermind
All the canyon lines say nevermind
Sunset says we see this all the time, nevermind, never you mind.

Where ever I go
Whatever I do
I wonder where I am I wonder where I am
In relation to you
Where ever you go
Where ever you are
I watch your life play out in pictures from afar
Where ever I go
Whatever I do I wonder where I am
In my relationship to you
Wherever you go
Whereever you are
I watch that pretty life play out in pictures from afar
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Paranoia Alert -- Monster Washes up on New York Shore

My aunt sent this to me. We're trying to figure out wtf this is!? Apparently, this was the only shot taken, and shortly after, the "animal" body was drug off by an unidentified person...Thoughts?

Paranoia Alert -- Monster Washes up on New York Shore


We don't want to panic anyone, but a minion of Satan recently washed up on a beach in Montauk, N.Y.

The deceased beast looks a bit like a dog with the sharp beak of an eagle, or possibly a shell-less turtle with the dark eyes of a griffin. Either way, it's definitely a portent of the coming apocalypse.

According to the tipster quoted by the Manhattan media types at Gawker, there is "a government animal testing facility very close by" that has led some -- namely us -- to speculate that the beast is an unholy result of dark occult experimentation. If this turns out to be the beginning of an assault on Earth by the dark forces, don't say we didn't warn you.

(Gawker may have later accepted that the unfortunate animal is more likely a dog, or else a viral advertising campaign of some kind, but honestly, we're holding out hope it really is a hybrid dinosaur water monster.)
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I'm Sami Jo From Denver, CO, United States Samantha loves to travel, lose herself in a good book, practice yoga at her favorite local studio, The Yoga Mat, and connect with friends, old and new. Her love of working with creative minds extends into her personal endeavors, as well. She and her husband conduct a project called "Songs For Jake," a music collaboration channel designed with the simple mission of getting great songs to one really big music lover. Through her business, Roger Charlie, Samantha focuses on publicity and management, working closely with authors, musicians, and creatives who find value in a more personal approach through communications.
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