I've been thinking about that 6 degrees of seperation thing more and more lately. I'd like to see who I connect to. Is there a program out there where I can plug in my name. There's a group on facebook trying to invent the same kind of thing on there. I think I'll read more on it. Is it just a myth? I have to put my info somewhere, so why not here ( Read more... )

I love psychic Sylvia Brown Wednesdays (Thank you, Montel).

The degree to which I feel like working: 5 ( Read more... )

"The opportunity to learn the lesson of awareness is presented each time you feel a sense of discontent in your life. With every desire for a shift in your path, or vision of something different, comes the chance to look within and ask yourself, "What is the truth of what I want? What change do I want to make?" The answer that arises to ( Read more... )

My granddad has been admitted to the hospital 3 times in 3 weeks. This does not make me happy (Today is time 3).

okay. I figured it out. My latest MIHN blog is posted. I remembered their password rules requiring a number or symbol. ahhh. An altered version of a password I tried. Gotcha. I can't say it's very exciting. I'm having a hard time thinking of things to say. Maybe tonight's walk will give me something to whine about. Whining? eck. I wish I was funny ( Read more... )

So, I'm participating in the walk for the homeless in 1.5 weeks, right? I created a website that has information on the walk. This week, I finally created that blog that I've been meaning to create in association with the walk. I posted my first entry yesterday. Today, I am banned from the site for excessively using the incorrect password. wtf? ( Read more... )

Earlier today, I spent hours fretting over a cover letter and resume to apply to be the Volunteer and Events Coordinator for Habitat for Humanity of Greater Memphis. Finally, I finished and moved around the house to do something that looked like living. Also, I was taking a break so I could come back to the cover letter for an edit. Why is it that ( Read more... )

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Sometimes, it's good to stumble upon these things in one's journal. Sometimes, it's good to see them in one's inbox too.

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A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how
things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make
it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It
seemed as though ( Read more... )