Well.... almost.  In a few hours, I will be going to work and doing my "thing" and then it's the weekend! YAY! Yesterday, I had the opportunity to go to Madison Deli in Elizabeth to get "THE SANDWICH". It is a steak sandwich with a thin minute-steak, cooked potato stix, chopped onions and ketchup.  It's sort of a Cuban panini.  I know it doesn't ( Read more... )

STOLEN FROM KARINA'S LJ: (My guess is no one will respond to this ( Read more... )

OK, so here I am.  Thoroughly bored. It's snowing outside.  They said an inch.  Who cares?  I still have to go to work tomorrow.  My boss lives in Snowville, so if I don't go... she can say "Well, um, I'm here!". I hate my job.  It's so meaningless.  I love the in and out when I please, but the work itself is so snore snore.  I used to answer the ( Read more... )

Your Boobies' Names Are: Milk Shakes

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You Are 24 Years Old

24

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe ( Read more... )

So, here I am.  I have a confession to make. I have been cheating on LJ with Multiply.  Not that LJ and I have been going out long, but I have to spend time on both of them now.  I've never "creeped" before. It's quite time consuming. Especially with Multiply since every time someone in your network farts, you get an email about it.

So, basically I ( Read more... )

1. FULL NAME: Marilyn Rae Munoz ( Read more... )

The River of Life
by Thomas Campbell

The more we live, more brief appear
Our life's succeeding stages:
A day to childhood seems a year,
And years like passing ages.

The gladsome current of our youth,
Ere passion yet disorders,
Steals lingering like a river smooth
Along its grassy borders.

But as the care-worn cheeks grow wan,
And sorrow's shaft fly ( Read more... )

Our "Golden Boy" is gone now.  I saw it happen.  I was there.

I went to the practice beforehand at 9:30 am.  Everyone was dressed in black, as requested by Mrs. Rago.  Like dark angels.... because even angels would wear black to grieve for such a loss.  There was that wary feeling.  People were assembling early, so it was almost like a semi- ( Read more... )

I remember that I used to call Doug... Doug E. Fresh. I think that was some actor guy from some show called Doug in the eighties or nineties. Now that I think of it, he probably had no idea what the hell I was even talking about. But he took the name graciously, as if his name were that. Tonight was the wake. I don't know how to feel. There were ( Read more... )

Anyway, today was strange. We had the dress rehearsal for Doug's mass. If that's what you even call it. I had to remind myself of why I was there, because sometimes you forget that people you don't like will be there too and not just old friends. I am sure the wake will be like that, too. That's such a "Union" way to think. I probably wouldn't ( Read more... )