My babies...gabbana

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My babies...dolce

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It's the most wonderful day of the year. No, its not Christmas yet...It's my birthday Haha.

I have a very exciting line-up for today. Laying under a blanket because its so darn cold out, and then going to work. Bleh...what's very adult day ;)

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No title needed

I know I've just posted shiny, happy things...but I came across this and had to upload it. Wow. This actually has a lot of meaning for me lately.

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Sunflower

In the movie "Calendar Girls" Helen Mittens's character explains...

"I Don't think there's anything on this planet that more trumpets life than the sunflower. It's called the sunflower, not because it looks like the sun, but because it follows the sun. During the course of the day, the head of the sunflower tracks the journey of the sun across the sky. Wherever the light is, no matter how weak, these flowers will find it. That's such an admirable thing, not just in flowers, but in people--and such a beautiful lesson in life."

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Love shiny things

This is my cup from Caribou Coffee. I find inspiration every time I visit. Shine bright this season....let everyone see the light that you emit. Be a star in whatever you do.

I won an hour massage tonight at the gym where my life is changing weekly. There are reasons for everything, I truly believe that. As I've said before...the karma wheel is in my corner right now.

Now, with all this Karma and bright lights, let's hope my winning streak is in full gear and I take sweep the Oprah's favorite things contest...(iPad included. Please stars, shine very very bright on a new iPad under my Christmas tree...hehe)

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The Cove

--this Is taken from a blog by the man who introduced us all to the cove & the awful things happening to dolphins there. The documentary The Cove was probably the hardest film for me to watch.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

A Message From Ric O'Barry




It's hard to believe the year is drawing to an end, and what a year it has been!

Your support has led to some of our most important successes - things that just two years ago I wasn't sure would be possible: Here are just a few of the highlights:




We opened "The Cove" in Japan despite intense opposition, and received unprecedented coverage of the issue. Before "The Cove" came out, I was beating down the doors of media in Japan begging them to cover the story. After "The Cove," they met me at the airport and followed us to almost every location. Our press conference was attended by over 100 media representatives, including every major broadcast outlet. We still have a lot of work to do, but the secret is now out!

Japan is one of three nations hunting dolphins. The other two are The Faroe Islands and The Solomon Islands. Because of your support, we were able to negotiate a deal that ENDS the majority of hunting in The Solomon Islands. We estimate that around 2000 dolphins will be saved each year.

You all took unprecedented actions. Almost 100 of you went back to Japan with me at the beginning of the hunting season to present our petition signatures (1.7 million at the time.) More still called or showed up at Japanese Embassies and Consulate offices in Miami, Los Angeles, Phoenix, Seattle, San Francisco, Atlanta, New York, London, Toronto, Ottawa, Dublin, Cape Town, the Philippines, Canberra, Hong Kong, and more. Activists from all over the world and many different organizations are now on the ground monitoring the fisherman daily.

We were called to Egypt, where we found four dolphins from Taiji languishing in someone's backyard pool. Working with local activists from HEPCA we were able to get them moved and the city passed a ban on all imports from Taiji.

Again, and I can't say this enough, we couldn't do any of this without YOU. And we still have a long way to go - in Japan especially - but know that with your continued support we'll be able to do much more.

Thank you for all that you do!

Ric O'Barry
Campaign Director
Save Japan Dolphins


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Forgot this one!!! yay for balls!

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Baby its cold outside

Enjoy some Christmas around my home.

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Christmas is in the air

I love this time of year. My Birthday is right around the corner (the 14th...just in case you want to send presents..Haha), its really, really cold outside, and Christmas music is playing everywhere. There are Christmas tree stands selling any type of tree you'd want, shoppers are crazy & panicky (and I should know, I am working at the mecca of retail monstrosity, Target). Don't get me wrong, I love finding gifts for people I love and I certainly love getting presents (I do love shiny things) but I love this time of year because of the feeling of love and togetherness. I love the feelings that the music, the decorations, and the weather evoke within me. I think its nostalgic in some way.

I will be traveling to Boston for this season on Christmas eve. I can't wait. Also, that means that the holiday shopping season is almost over....thank god.

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Let someone know...

Those caribou coffee slogan people are GENIUS. I love their marketing! This was a sign in the store, and I love that!

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Post Secret 11/28

Oh how I love Post Secret. I love the music in this and I wanted to share.

PS. I laugh because I've not posted on here in quite sometime, now shazaam, 3 posts today!

Shutter happy!

Here are some pictures I've taken recently that I love. My phone is amazing, and takes amazing pictures.

Included: national aquarium, great falls VA, my two cats Dolce & Gabbana, mask I made from scratch for a Halloween party, beautiful fall, friend Julie's boxer named Oliver, and our Xmas tree. Jason & Tony with their cat poopers at the end. Enjoy!

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What would you do?

Oh....probably so many things. I think on an adventurous level, I would jump out of a plane, I would go skiing again (something I loved growing up, but at some point in my life I became fearful of it...so much so when I was in Aspen during college I got stuck with fear mid mountain that I had to have ski patrol come get me).
Professionally, I would travel the world to take pictures, and would figure out the financial aspect as I go. I would never fear what people thought, only that they treated me with respect.
In love...I would love freely and not be afraid to tell the one I love exactly how I felt all the time. I would make sure they feel beautiful and safe every moment of their day.

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Join us in Lighting Global Landmarks (RED) this World AIDS Day - December 1st

Join us in Lighting Global Landmarks (RED) this World AIDS Day - December 1st

Join us in Lighting Global Landmarks (RED) this World AIDS Day - December 1st
December 1st is World AIDS Day and we’re illuminating the world’s most iconic landmarks (RED) to raise awareness of the goal of an AIDS Free Generation due in 2015. Last year nearly half a million babies were born with HIV. But with access to medication a pregnant mother can stop the transmission of HIV to her child. With continued funding to organizations like the Global Fund, the number of babies born with HIV could be zero by 2015 – creating the first AIDS Free Generation in 30 years.

This World AIDS Day, cities around the world will light their most distinctive landmarks (RED). From the Sydney Opera House to the Tokyo Tower, from the London Eye, to Cape Town’s Table Mountain, from Niagara Falls, to the Seattle Space Needle - the world will turn red to highlight the goal that by 2015 we can have a world where virtually no child is born with HIV.

Be sure to check and see if landmarks in your city are turning red. We’re asking people to Meetup there to watch and discuss how we can help create the first AIDS Free Generation. If you don’t find an existing Meetup to join, you can always create your own Meetup and help put your city on the map.

We hope you’ll be with us as we watch as the world goes (RED) on December 1st and help us make the possibility of an AIDS Free Generation a reality.

Here’s a full list of the landmarks that will light red on December 1st. A special thanks to Sister Cities International for their help and support during this campaign.

Australia

* Sydney (Sydney Opera House & Sydney Harbour Bridge)

Bermuda

* Hamilton (City Hall)

Brazil

* Nova Prata (City Hall)

Canada

* Toronto (CN Tower & City Hall)

France

* Paris (City Hall & Fountains)

Ireland

* Dublin (Convention Center, City Hall)

Japan

* Tokyo (the Tokyo Tower & Tokyo Metropolitan)

Netherlands

* Amsterdam (Paradiso)

South Africa

* Cape Town (Table Mountain)

Spain

* Madrid (Puerta de Alcala)

Switzerland

* Geneva (Le Phare des Paquis)

United Kingdom:

England

* London (London Eye, BT Tower, Trafalgar Square Fountain, Alexandra Palace)

Scotland

* Glasgow (The Glasgow Science Center)

United States:

California

* Long Beach (Convention Center, Hyatt (Wall), Shoreline Square, Terrace Theater Fountains, Promenade, Gazebo at Shoreline Drive, Light House, Renaissance (Wall Tree), Pine Street)
* Los Angeles (Pylons at LAX)
* Oakland (City Hall)
* San Francisco (City Hall)

Colorado

* Steamboat Springs (Old Routt County Courthouse)

Florida

* Miami (Miami Tower, Old City Hall, MOCA Plaza)

* Orlando (the Amway Center Tower)

Georgia

* Atlanta (City Hall, Georgia World Congress Center-International Plaza Towers, Georgia Dome, Centennial Olympic Park, World of Coca Cola)

Illinois

* Chicago (Wrigley Building-top of the building & tower)

* Schaumburg (Town Square Clock Tower)

* Urbana

Maryland

* Baltimore (Washington Monument in Baltimore)

Massachusetts

* Boston (Zakim Bridge)

Missouri

* St. Louis (Civil Courts Building)

Nevada

* Las Vegas (MEET Las Vegas venue & Lou Ruvo Center (Frank Gehry’s Keep Memory Alive Building))

New Mexico

* Santa Fe

New York

* Brooklyn (Brooklyn Borough Hall)

* New York (Empire State Building, The Intrepid Sea, Air & Space Museum, JFK Control Tower, New York Stock Exchange)

* Niagara Falls (Niagara Falls)

Ohio

* Cincinnati (Museum Center (formerly the Union Terminal) and Fountain Square)

* Cleveland (The Rock & Roll Hall of Fame)

* Columbus (City Hall & Columbus Public Health Building)

Oregon

* Portland (Morrison Bridge)

Pennsylvania

* Philadelphia (Boat House Row)

* Pittsburgh (the needle on the Highmark Building)

Rhode Island

* Providence (City Hall, 1 Financial Plaza, 111 Westminster Street (Bank of America Building), Blue Cross/Blue Shield Building, Bank of America City Center, the State House, GTech Building, the Biltmore Hotel)

South Carolina

* Greenville (Furman University Bell Tower)

Texas

* Fort Worth (Lancaster Ave lights)

* Houston (City Hall)

Tennessee

* Nashville (the Courthouse & Deaderick Street)

Utah

* Salt Lake City (City & County Building)

Virginia

* Richmond (Richmond Center Stage)

Washington

* Seattle (The Space Needle)

* Tacoma (Murray Morgan Bridge)

The Fringe Benefits of Failure, and the Importance of Imagination | Harvard Magazine

The Fringe Benefits of Failure, and the Importance of Imagination | Harvard Magazine

J.K. Rowling Speaks at Harvard Commencement from Harvard Magazine on Vimeo.

President Faust, members of the Harvard Corporation and the Board of Overseers, members of the faculty, proud parents, and, above all, graduates.

The first thing I would like to say is ‘thank you.’ Not only has Harvard given me an extraordinary honour, but the weeks of fear and nausea I have endured at the thought of giving this commencement address have made me lose weight. A win-win situation! Now all I have to do is take deep breaths, squint at the red banners and convince myself that I am at the world’s largest Gryffindor reunion.

Delivering a commencement address is a great responsibility; or so I thought until I cast my mind back to my own graduation. The commencement speaker that day was the distinguished British philosopher Baroness Mary Warnock. Reflecting on her speech has helped me enormously in writing this one, because it turns out that I can’t remember a single word she said. This liberating discovery enables me to proceed without any fear that I might inadvertently influence you to abandon promising careers in business, the law or politics for the giddy delights of becoming a gay wizard.

You see? If all you remember in years to come is the ‘gay wizard’ joke, I’ve come out ahead of Baroness Mary Warnock. Achievable goals: the first step to self improvement.

Actually, I have wracked my mind and heart for what I ought to say to you today. I have asked myself what I wish I had known at my own graduation, and what important lessons I have learned in the 21 years that have expired between that day and this.

I have come up with two answers. On this wonderful day when we are gathered together to celebrate your academic success, I have decided to talk to you about the benefits of failure. And as you stand on the threshold of what is sometimes called ‘real life’, I want to extol the crucial importance of imagination.

These may seem quixotic or paradoxical choices, but please bear with me.

Looking back at the 21-year-old that I was at graduation, is a slightly uncomfortable experience for the 42-year-old that she has become. Half my lifetime ago, I was striking an uneasy balance between the ambition I had for myself, and what those closest to me expected of me.

I was convinced that the only thing I wanted to do, ever, was to write novels. However, my parents, both of whom came from impoverished backgrounds and neither of whom had been to college, took the view that my overactive imagination was an amusing personal quirk that would never pay a mortgage, or secure a pension. I know that the irony strikes with the force of a cartoon anvil, now.

So they hoped that I would take a vocational degree; I wanted to study English Literature. A compromise was reached that in retrospect satisfied nobody, and I went up to study Modern Languages. Hardly had my parents’ car rounded the corner at the end of the road than I ditched German and scuttled off down the Classics corridor.

I cannot remember telling my parents that I was studying Classics; they might well have found out for the first time on graduation day. Of all the subjects on this planet, I think they would have been hard put to name one less useful than Greek mythology when it came to securing the keys to an executive bathroom.

I would like to make it clear, in parenthesis, that I do not blame my parents for their point of view. There is an expiry date on blaming your parents for steering you in the wrong direction; the moment you are old enough to take the wheel, responsibility lies with you. What is more, I cannot criticise my parents for hoping that I would never experience poverty. They had been poor themselves, and I have since been poor, and I quite agree with them that it is not an ennobling experience. Poverty entails fear, and stress, and sometimes depression; it means a thousand petty humiliations and hardships. Climbing out of poverty by your own efforts, that is indeed something on which to pride yourself, but poverty itself is romanticised only by fools.

What I feared most for myself at your age was not poverty, but failure.

At your age, in spite of a distinct lack of motivation at university, where I had spent far too long in the coffee bar writing stories, and far too little time at lectures, I had a knack for passing examinations, and that, for years, had been the measure of success in my life and that of my peers.

I am not dull enough to suppose that because you are young, gifted and well-educated, you have never known hardship or heartbreak. Talent and intelligence never yet inoculated anyone against the caprice of the Fates, and I do not for a moment suppose that everyone here has enjoyed an existence of unruffled privilege and contentment.

However, the fact that you are graduating from Harvard suggests that you are not very well-acquainted with failure. You might be driven by a fear of failure quite as much as a desire for success. Indeed, your conception of failure might not be too far from the average person’s idea of success, so high have you already flown.

Ultimately, we all have to decide for ourselves what constitutes failure, but the world is quite eager to give you a set of criteria if you let it. So I think it fair to say that by any conventional measure, a mere seven years after my graduation day, I had failed on an epic scale. An exceptionally short-lived marriage had imploded, and I was jobless, a lone parent, and as poor as it is possible to be in modern Britain, without being homeless. The fears that my parents had had for me, and that I had had for myself, had both come to pass, and by every usual standard, I was the biggest failure I knew.

Now, I am not going to stand here and tell you that failure is fun. That period of my life was a dark one, and I had no idea that there was going to be what the press has since represented as a kind of fairy tale resolution. I had no idea then how far the tunnel extended, and for a long time, any light at the end of it was a hope rather than a reality.

So why do I talk about the benefits of failure? Simply because failure meant a stripping away of the inessential. I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me. Had I really succeeded at anything else, I might never have found the determination to succeed in the one arena I believed I truly belonged. I was set free, because my greatest fear had been realised, and I was still alive, and I still had a daughter whom I adored, and I had an old typewriter and a big idea. And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.

You might never fail on the scale I did, but some failure in life is inevitable. It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.

Failure gave me an inner security that I had never attained by passing examinations. Failure taught me things about myself that I could have learned no other way. I discovered that I had a strong will, and more discipline than I had suspected; I also found out that I had friends whose value was truly above the price of rubies.

The knowledge that you have emerged wiser and stronger from setbacks means that you are, ever after, secure in your ability to survive. You will never truly know yourself, or the strength of your relationships, until both have been tested by adversity. Such knowledge is a true gift, for all that it is painfully won, and it has been worth more than any qualification I ever earned.

So given a Time Turner, I would tell my 21-year-old self that personal happiness lies in knowing that life is not a check-list of acquisition or achievement. Your qualifications, your CV, are not your life, though you will meet many people of my age and older who confuse the two. Life is difficult, and complicated, and beyond anyone’s total control, and the humility to know that will enable you to survive its vicissitudes.

Now you might think that I chose my second theme, the importance of imagination, because of the part it played in rebuilding my life, but that is not wholly so. Though I personally will defend the value of bedtime stories to my last gasp, I have learned to value imagination in a much broader sense. Imagination is not only the uniquely human capacity to envision that which is not, and therefore the fount of all invention and innovation. In its arguably most transformative and revelatory capacity, it is the power that enables us to empathise with humans whose experiences we have never shared.

One of the greatest formative experiences of my life preceded Harry Potter, though it informed much of what I subsequently wrote in those books. This revelation came in the form of one of my earliest day jobs. Though I was sloping off to write stories during my lunch hours, I paid the rent in my early 20s by working at the African research department at Amnesty International’s headquarters in London.

There in my little office I read hastily scribbled letters smuggled out of totalitarian regimes by men and women who were risking imprisonment to inform the outside world of what was happening to them. I saw photographs of those who had disappeared without trace, sent to Amnesty by their desperate families and friends. I read the testimony of torture victims and saw pictures of their injuries. I opened handwritten, eye-witness accounts of summary trials and executions, of kidnappings and rapes.

Many of my co-workers were ex-political prisoners, people who had been displaced from their homes, or fled into exile, because they had the temerity to speak against their governments. Visitors to our offices included those who had come to give information, or to try and find out what had happened to those they had left behind.

I shall never forget the African torture victim, a young man no older than I was at the time, who had become mentally ill after all he had endured in his homeland. He trembled uncontrollably as he spoke into a video camera about the brutality inflicted upon him. He was a foot taller than I was, and seemed as fragile as a child. I was given the job of escorting him back to the Underground Station afterwards, and this man whose life had been shattered by cruelty took my hand with exquisite courtesy, and wished me future happiness.

And as long as I live I shall remember walking along an empty corridor and suddenly hearing, from behind a closed door, a scream of pain and horror such as I have never heard since. The door opened, and the researcher poked out her head and told me to run and make a hot drink for the young man sitting with her. She had just had to give him the news that in retaliation for his own outspokenness against his country’s regime, his mother had been seized and executed.

Every day of my working week in my early 20s I was reminded how incredibly fortunate I was, to live in a country with a democratically elected government, where legal representation and a public trial were the rights of everyone.

Every day, I saw more evidence about the evils humankind will inflict on their fellow humans, to gain or maintain power. I began to have nightmares, literal nightmares, about some of the things I saw, heard, and read.

And yet I also learned more about human goodness at Amnesty International than I had ever known before.

Amnesty mobilises thousands of people who have never been tortured or imprisoned for their beliefs to act on behalf of those who have. The power of human empathy, leading to collective action, saves lives, and frees prisoners. Ordinary people, whose personal well-being and security are assured, join together in huge numbers to save people they do not know, and will never meet. My small participation in that process was one of the most humbling and inspiring experiences of my life.

Unlike any other creature on this planet, humans can learn and understand, without having experienced. They can think themselves into other people’s places.

Of course, this is a power, like my brand of fictional magic, that is morally neutral. One might use such an ability to manipulate, or control, just as much as to understand or sympathise.

And many prefer not to exercise their imaginations at all. They choose to remain comfortably within the bounds of their own experience, never troubling to wonder how it would feel to have been born other than they are. They can refuse to hear screams or to peer inside cages; they can close their minds and hearts to any suffering that does not touch them personally; they can refuse to know.

I might be tempted to envy people who can live that way, except that I do not think they have any fewer nightmares than I do. Choosing to live in narrow spaces leads to a form of mental agoraphobia, and that brings its own terrors. I think the wilfully unimaginative see more monsters. They are often more afraid.

What is more, those who choose not to empathise enable real monsters. For without ever committing an act of outright evil ourselves, we collude with it, through our own apathy.

One of the many things I learned at the end of that Classics corridor down which I ventured at the age of 18, in search of something I could not then define, was this, written by the Greek author Plutarch: What we achieve inwardly will change outer reality.

That is an astonishing statement and yet proven a thousand times every day of our lives. It expresses, in part, our inescapable connection with the outside world, the fact that we touch other people’s lives simply by existing.

But how much more are you, Harvard graduates of 2008, likely to touch other people’s lives? Your intelligence, your capacity for hard work, the education you have earned and received, give you unique status, and unique responsibilities. Even your nationality sets you apart. The great majority of you belong to the world’s only remaining superpower. The way you vote, the way you live, the way you protest, the pressure you bring to bear on your government, has an impact way beyond your borders. That is your privilege, and your burden.

If you choose to use your status and influence to raise your voice on behalf of those who have no voice; if you choose to identify not only with the powerful, but with the powerless; if you retain the ability to imagine yourself into the lives of those who do not have your advantages, then it will not only be your proud families who celebrate your existence, but thousands and millions of people whose reality you have helped change. We do not need magic to change the world, we carry all the power we need inside ourselves already: we have the power to imagine better.

I am nearly finished. I have one last hope for you, which is something that I already had at 21. The friends with whom I sat on graduation day have been my friends for life. They are my children’s godparents, the people to whom I’ve been able to turn in times of trouble, people who have been kind enough not to sue me when I took their names for Death Eaters. At our graduation we were bound by enormous affection, by our shared experience of a time that could never come again, and, of course, by the knowledge that we held certain photographic evidence that would be exceptionally valuable if any of us ran for Prime Minister.

So today, I wish you nothing better than similar friendships. And tomorrow, I hope that even if you remember not a single word of mine, you remember those of Seneca, another of those old Romans I met when I fled down the Classics corridor, in retreat from career ladders, in search of ancient wisdom:
As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.


I wish you all very good lives. Thank you very much.

Retro camera

So...I've been playing with my new phone (yay downloadable apps!) And I heart this phone. I've downloaded a bunch of different camera apps that turn the pictures into various types (vintage, Polaroid, link, etc.)

So enter picture above. Not the most attractive...I look so tired!

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Chillaxin

This is a brand new phone...just testing out the camera and all the fun stuff you can do with it.

I've been sick all day...slept all day...now at midnight when everyone is asleep...I feel better and am not tired! Oh well. Going to force myself to go back to bed, I have to work tomorrow. Goodnight!

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Imagine. Happy birthday John Lennon

Imagine there's no heaven

It's easy if you try

No hell below us

Above us only sky

Imagine all the people

Living for today...


Imagine there's no countries

It isn't hard to do

Nothing to kill or die for

And no religion too

Imagine all the people

Living life in peace...


You may say I'm a dreamer

But I'm not the only one

I hope someday you'll join us

And the world will be as one


Imagine no possessions

I wonder if you can

No need for greed or hunger

A brotherhood of man

Imagine all the people

Sharing all the world...


You may say I'm a dreamer

But I'm not the only one

I hope someday you'll join us

And the world will live as one

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Mad World

I love this song, it makes me sad, though. It reminds me of zombie-like people just visiting their life, not actually living it. I certainly don't want to be one of those people.







All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere
Their tears are fillin' up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dyin'
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad world, mad world
Mad world, mad world

Children waitin' for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sits and listen, sits and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson?
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dyin'
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad world, mad world
Mad world, mad world

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dyin'
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad world, mad world
Mad world, mad world
A raunchy young world
Mad world

Welcome to the Red

It has been quite some time since I've written anything. I sure as hell haven't submitted photos! One day, I'll get it together :) There have been a lot of new/exciting things going on in my life. I shall update:

1) I am no longer an employee of Blockbuster Video. This makes me so very happy! I've been applying for anything since I the Blockbuster franchise I was working for went under. Out of desperation and lack on any prospects, I took a position at a corporate Blockbuster as an Assistant manager, which was a step down. It was awful, and I was very unhappy. Enter.....

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I am part of the Target team now! First of all, I love Target. I've shopped there for years prefering it to WalMart anyday. Target, however, is a great company to work for. My position is a Guest Service Team Leader or GSTL. I am responsible for the front end which includes cashiers, guest services, cart attendants, photo lab, etc. I finally feel like I'm with a company that I can grow with and make a career with. So yay, that's exciting.

2) Still doing weight watchers. 19lbs down to date! I'm doing well, and am very proud of the work I've done.

3) Jason and I joined a gym. I'm quite happy to be back into a work out routine. I actually really missed it. The karma wheel has finally turned back to me, as the woman that signed us up, Michelle, really loves us! She has pulled together all the trainers and the gym owners and are going to provide us free personal training. We are going to be on their website for people to follow what we are doing, we are going to blog about our journey, our problems, etc. This is the most awesome opportunity! I can't even express my gratitude for them to have even thought of us. This will start 10/1, so I'll post a link to the weight loss blog.

4) I'm still having open dialog with my father. I don't believe we are ever going to have a very loving father-daughter relationship, but I am glad I sought him out. Apparently last weekend he told his other daughter, so I will be curious to find out how she took that.

Ok, well that's a quick re-cap of whats going on. I feel like things are finally turning around. Cross your fingers!

You Are Beautiful

You Are Beautiful is a simple, powerful statement which is incorporated into the over absorption of mass media and lifestyles that are wrapped in consumer culture.

The intention behind this project is to reach beyond ourselves as individuals to make a difference by creating moments of positive self realization. We're just attempting to make the world a little better.

Intention is the most important aspect of the You Are Beautiful project in its idea of purity. Nothing is sacred. Everything that has a perceived value becomes commodified. We work extremely hard that this message is received as a simple act of kindness, and nothing more.

Advertising elicits a response to buy, where this project elicits a response to do something. The attempt with You Are Beautiful is to create activism instead of consumerism.

You Are Beautiful uses the medium of advertising and commercialization to spread a positive message.
Projects like these make a difference in the world by catching us in the midst of daily life and creating moments of positive self realization.

Fifty People One Question :: Brooklyn, NY

Fifty People One Question :: Brooklyn, NY

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Where would you want to wake up tomorrow?

I would like to be near beautiful, crystal blue water...floating weightlessly in the water looking above to the clouds...

Houston...we have a problem

Jason and I woke our asses up early this beautiful Saturday morning to go join Weight Watchers. Yes, this is a good thing! The problem is: as soon as the meeting was over, we went through McDonald's drive through for breakfast! I don't even like McDonald's! (Well...I do enjoy a Mcgriddle, whomever invented those should be shot).

I have definitely made the first step and am proud of that...but really? McDonald's?

*sigh*

Well I've added my 13 point breakfast to my list and will not dwell on it. At least I ate breakfast! That is rare!

Ok accountability time: I've gained 40lbs since losing my job and moving to Silver Spring. I worked really hard before and have just gained back all the hard work. Again...not dwelling...just move forward and change!
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Life In A Day

How great is that? I really really want to be a part of this. Not that my life is anymore interesting than the next person (hence my 1 follower on this blog! haha) but I still think it would be awesome to be a part of it.

Alexis & Brian

Hopefully this works...I've tried to embed video's before and wasn't so successful. Anyways, this is a "trailer" for the wedding video for my cousin Brian & his beautiful wife Alexis's wedding. How cool is that? It was a beautiful day...enjoy.

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Me and Dolce

I don't look so hot in this pic...but I don't care, I love it! My little sweet baby.
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Snickers

Who would've thought that there would be some "food for thought" in a snickers bar! How funny!

I am currently in Florida for my cousins wedding. I went swimming today for the first time this summer! It extremely hot here and I was sort of hoping for a refreshing dip, but alas, the water was about 90 degrees! I'm sure there will be more pictures to follow!
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Age is just a number

This made me chuckle!
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The edge

Found this in an art magazine while hanging at Borders. Killing time before work!
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Open Minded

So, I am finally going to be meeting my father face-to-face on Saturday afternoon. Its so strange to me that this is actually happening. This kind of feels like a first date. I know, that sounds gross, but it has all the makings without the intentions. What picture has he formed in his head about what I look like? Is he going to compare me to his other daughter? Oy, this is very nerve racking. I'm trying to play it cool as my friends are continuously talking about it, but I am quite nervous.

We will be doing a paternity test while he is here. In fact, I feel like that is the driving force behind him traveling all this way. I get that by getting the results of this test we (HE) will know once and for all and then can have some conversations with people in his family.

I'm just going to roll with this all and just know that I am so loved and supported that none of this really matters...no, it does matter it just can't take over me.
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Pirate Bar

There is this random, obscure little bar here in Silver Spring called the Piratz Tavern. So, a group of friends ventured in and it boy, it was an experience!

All the staff are dressed as Pirates and bar wench's...and these people are really into their roles! They were quite dramatic and eccentric...but hey they were having fun.

I ordered a rum cake for dessert. You get carded for this desert. Not even joking! It was completely soaked with Rum. Adding 2 glasses of another rum concoction and I was a tad tipsy!

All in all a really fun evening with friends. We rounded out the fun with a game of cards.
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beautiful day

Today was an absolutely beautiful day! Generally living in the D.C. area, we are afflicted with awful humidity which makes me want to stay indoors and eat ice cream! Humidity is also NOT a curly girl's (like myself) friend. Well, today was just one of those nice summer days without all that humidity! It was awesome. I even rolled my window's down on the way home from work. You know the feeling when the changeover from winter to spring begins, and you have one really nice day finally and you roll all the windows down and drive a little faster? Today was that day for me :) I leave you with this quote:


" Sometimes we forget who the best people in our lives are because they're just so great that we don't realize it. Sometimes the people that love you the most just can't show it, and even though they hurt us so bad we still remember them, because they made a difference. Sometimes the things in life you value most don't even really mean a thing at all. But when you drive with the windows open and you feel the wind and you smile for no reason, it's because everything comes together and you know that we all feel this way at some point in our life. We all love, and get let down, we all have dreams and hopes, we all are the same in some way. We just realize it but don't realize we realize it. And it makes perfect sense in someway." - Drakeson Readily.

Horoscope love :)

How great is this? I love the last line...believe in the potential of things.
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Pride '10

This was taken during a rain storm in the middle of the festival of DC's annual pride celebration. All the gays ran for cover for fear of their hair gel malfunctioning...so I just stood in the middle with my arms up in the air and my head back taking it all in! It actually felt pretty good in the 95+ degree weather.

All in all it was pretty uneventful...I think the heat and the fact that we had all partied hard the night before at our queer-b-que played a big part in our ahh fuck it...let's go home in the air conditioning!

We did, however, continue the day-o-gayness by watching the Tony awards. I of course, being the Academy Awards fan, was kind of bored...but the Queens loved it!! Haha!
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I made Glen Beck cry

So this is a funny little thing...take a looksee. It's obviously a joke...although I think just about anything can make Glen Beck cry. "Crying Baby Man" LOL.

http://beck.cnnbcvideo.com/?rc=twitter

Bird down!

Today something awful happened. I was minding my own business in the kitchen doing various things on the computer when a baby bird flew right into our sliding glass door! First of all it scared the CRAP out of me! The small bird was laying helpless on its side gasping for air. I immediately started crying (I am such a sucker) and was trying to figure out ways to help it. My roommates were concerned for the sobbing that likely was about to occur, and forced me into the living room.
I went back about ten minutes later and this sweet little guy (we are going to now refer to it as a him) had gotten himself onto his feet! At this point his eyes were closed and his little beak was wide open. My roommates were about to put a shovel to its head (bastards!) To end the suffering, but I made them wait. I knew he was strong and if after hitting a window at a fast rate of speed and then bringing itself to its feet...I knew he could do it.

The little guy sat there for quite sometime. I did start to worry because he kept closing his eyes and he was really breathing heavy. I finally walked outside and talked to the bird. (Yes, I do talk to animals...I can't help but think they are understanding me). Jason came outside and told me to go inside, that he was going to put it out of his misery. I yelled NO! And in that moment the bird started walking and flew over to the fence.

My story about my bird friend is probably quite corny, but I don't care. My god, if that little guy could have the courage to not just lay there and die, then I certainly can do the same.
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Post Secret

I don't know if you are aware of my obsession with Post Secret. Maybe obsession is a tad harsh, I just find it fascinating, and I feel very connected to people when I read them. I have this on-going dream that someone would propose or say something amazing to me via post secret that I would just know. Anyways, a new batch of secrets are posted every Sunday and I am usually waiting for them at midnight to post. This week there were two that I enjoyed and wanted to pass along. The first one is really well put. The second one is ridiculous but made me laugh!





Isn't that great?!? It's so true. I do feel like sometimes I'm the only one who doesn't have a clue as to what is going on.






Oh god!?! I've never once thought about that ever happening...until now. Where the hell does she live? *bleah* that just made me shiver all over :)