If you haven't read this for whatever reason, you should. I think it should be required reading for every student -- or just everyone in general -- to raise awareness about the homeless issue. I just did a term paper on the subject for sociology (and got an "A" and praise about the writing, yay me!), which is the reason I stumbled upon this book in ( Read more... )

The timing of things has made for a very weird vibe around me. Life is totally upside down -- really different and weird. I'll tell you why. Number one, I had a baby. Jacob quit his job because of a chain of problems that I won't even bother getting into right now. We have to move out of our apartment in five days because our lease is up and we're ( Read more... )

Thanks to Toniann getting me back on track, I'm back on LJ. MySpace has been sucking my extremely limited computer time, but I'm going to really try to post more here. This is where my real journaling is -- MySpace is more like mindless entertainment with zero substance. Plus I can write what I want here and my RL friends won't try to butt into my ( Read more... )

Hey, guys. I've decided to have a journal separate from this one where I bitch about work. If you want to take a look at some rants involving waiting tables ( Read more... )

You know what I love about Jane Austen? Everyone worthy ends up with the person he or she desires and deserves. Then it's all capped off with a wedding. That's all. The purpose is for them to make good matches; the wedding signals "happily ever after, the end." It's simple and clean. It's just so appealing to my sappy, romantic heart. I love it.

I ( Read more... )

I wonder if panic over "adult issues" is actually a sign of maturity. When you're a teenager, you just know you can handle it all. When you're an adult, some small part of you is freaking out that there is just no way you're ready for any of it.

To this day I catch myself by surprise whenever some stray thought reminds me that I'm married. For a ( Read more... )

Supernanny is still my hero. Jo Frost rocks ( Read more... )

I HAVE to know who you are! Please either get in touch with me here or send me an email -- gotthebug@aol.com

I have some idea who you may be. Hope you're checking this journal out once in a while since I assume you don't even want to be contacted through your LJ email address.

I'm missing Desperate Housewives.

::pouts::

I'm curious about general opinion on this matter. When I was growing up I was spanked for any and all offenses. It was with this leather belt my dad used to wear, and it had a big, heavy brass buckle with the grim reaper riding a Harley on it. Depending on how mad he was, we usually got the strap on our bare bottoms, but sometimes got the buckle ( Read more... )