tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13639027361089948242011-07-26T08:52:35.429-05:00It's a blog eat blog world and I'm gonna keep on blogging 'till I'm all blogged out.... If that makes any sense.Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-76948663282434838702009-05-06T12:11:00.002-05:002009-05-06T12:21:29.479-05:00

Or more accurately another moment in my life where it makes me sad to be part of the human race. I have disabled comments on my blog. Now, logic is probably suggesting that I did this because I got a nasty comment that I just couldn't handle and I never wanted it to happen again. Sadly, this is not the case. It was another blog that inspired this decision. I've been getting regular feeds

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-13638560412629073542009-05-01T11:44:00.003-05:002009-05-01T12:19:45.078-05:00

I've skipped posting a lot of them.... because why would I exaggerate or make up a number like that?I'm sure anyone reading my blog has been to the doctors at least one time in their adult life. This is assuming I have anyone still reading my blog after such sporadic postings, of course. And, of course, when you are at the doctor you get the wonderful clipboard with bullshit papers that you

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-39074367743023313392009-03-19T13:04:00.002-06:002009-03-19T13:15:06.755-06:00

I don't know about anyone else out there, but I really do enjoy screwing with telemarketers. Nothing too obnoxious, I mean, they are real people just making a living too, right? It's not their fault that they are making my job annoying and miserable by calling, I suppose. It's the small pleasures in life that make it all worthwhile and one of my small pleasures is messing with these people.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-56782629702290019622009-02-25T16:37:00.002-06:002009-02-25T16:48:40.928-06:00

Obviously I haven't written in a long time. I don't have much to say -- well we all know that isn't true. Honestly, I've been busy with my real writing. I mean my stories, of course. Since I decided to stop posting my stories on here (no one was actually reading them) I don't have much else to post. My life is essentially the same as it's always been. I'm still with my boyfriend and will

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-42991447273550433312008-10-10T09:00:00.004-05:002008-10-10T09:24:30.386-05:00

A story that I've had in my head since my sophomore year in high school just received an ending. You see, in my little world I come up with a scene that I think would be cool and I continue to develop that scene into a story. Usually moving on from the point that I start gives me a complete story with plot twists, a great opening, and an ending that makes sense for that story. Sometimes I come

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-91273563413819896662008-10-07T22:31:00.006-05:002008-10-09T16:09:40.670-05:00

I probably should have titled this "Inconsequential Nonsense" to be more accurate, but I already filled in the title box and its not likely that I'll actually move my cursor back up to that box because I'm exceptionally lazy. My laziness is really the reason for the randomness that this blog is about to become. I have three totally unrelated observations that I've come across in the past

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-18300796033308684702008-09-04T11:35:00.002-05:002008-09-04T11:49:15.755-05:00

Well after the overwhelming (yawn) demand for more chapters on my last story I decided to let that one go. Not forever, but for now. So instead I was bored at work and skimming through my random files looking for one of my older works to look at and work on. I had a few potential ideas for some of the older works that I had started and never finished, but I wasn't really in the mood to dive

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-46729499213401057712008-08-12T21:39:00.003-05:002008-08-12T22:06:51.355-05:00

But not for you. Awww. Now that I've lost all the leeches who thought they were getting free gas I have a story (it's short I promise). So, let me start with a little back story. My mom and I have this new thing where we meet up every couple weeks and in a combined effort we make a dinner. She makes a dish and I make a dish and we hope the other one doesn't screw up somehow. Well, I have

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-40918854172386613882008-08-05T13:42:00.004-05:002008-08-05T14:57:20.603-05:00

I officially hate Nebraska Furniture Mart. Anyone planning on buying electronics with them? DON'T! It's not worth the stress. If this had been the first time I had problems with them I probably would just be annoyed, but at this point I'm pissed. It seems to me that they have an awful lot of space and yet don't carry anything in stock. How does that work?Several months ago my iPod was lost

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-26603155024151325132008-07-16T08:59:00.005-05:002009-01-07T21:38:57.209-06:00

There have been a few small parties in honor of my birth over the past week, but I figured I'd save them up and put them in one blog. It's just easier that way.So last Thursday was the first family event. My mother told me that we would be celebrating my birthday at the same time that we were having Jason's farewell party. He's gone back to Tucson. Jason was about to go and get me a gift when I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-28850211910803322082008-07-07T13:32:00.002-05:002008-07-07T13:50:57.566-05:00

Yesterday I celebrated my first birthday of the year (it won't be the last) and yes I know it's kind of early to be starting the whole birthday parade, but this was a joint party so it is somewhat excusable. I must say, so far so good on the birthday front. Right now everyone has honored my requests for GC's which is usually my biggest task. :) I have collected just under half of what I need

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-37791581964061744232008-06-13T16:24:00.002-05:002008-06-13T16:27:18.860-05:00

You just know its a slow news week when you see a clip about a unicorn. Yes, I'm serious. A deer with a single horn in the middle of his forehead was born recently and it was one of the top stories mention on the news just a few minutes ago. A f'ing unicorn!That's all I had to say.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-78327173798765291912008-05-29T08:35:00.002-05:002008-05-29T08:38:20.233-05:00

Don't know where I was going with this one, but I just found it among my other writtings and decided to post it here for anyone bored enough. It's not as bad as I remembered it, but I still have no clue where I was going with this one.The first thing I remember was the sky, dark and clear. The moon was nowhere to be seen which meant it had already set or we were in the new moon phase. I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-47217926208233096832008-05-27T15:51:00.005-05:002008-05-27T16:25:14.325-05:00

It was pretty damn fantastic. Me, Hutch and Liz went down to the Slowdown around 7 o'clock because the ticket said 8:00. Well that meant the doors opened at 8 which meant we had plenty of time to sit around and watch Hutch get wasted. Liz and I were pretty sure that Hutch wasted a good $80 on alcohol that night (alcoholic). It's a nice bar so no one minded that we were there so early. My only

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-63796319936552208792008-05-22T13:26:00.004-05:002008-05-23T11:02:08.426-05:00

Hey, dirty mind!Cancer.Oh, that "C" word. Yes, just as dirty, just as disgusting and tearing through our world and our lives. Yuck, what a piece of shit of a disease. Not that any disease is buckets of fun, but cancer just seems to be the crappiest because it goes anywhere and everywhere and they can't do much about it.... yet. This time its my mom dealing with it (along with millions of

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-52560929592871934952008-05-05T11:44:00.002-05:002008-05-05T11:50:55.136-05:00

I thought this tale was best told via e-mail communications between my friend and I explaining what new annoyance I had at work today.ME: So, I had a patient sitting out in the waiting room who was humming along (really loud) with the manwich jingle and then another commercial for Countryside Village came on and she started humming along with that one too. It was really obnoxious! I mean

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-46222799764856879162008-04-24T14:28:00.002-05:002008-04-24T15:57:22.697-05:00

It's almost a year since I began this blog. Go me.That out of the way, now, what's the most obnoxious song you've ever had stuck in your head? I've pretty much always got something stuck in my head and I get a kick out of getting songs stuck in other people's heads. Unfortunately, only songs that people know usually get stuck in their head so my little game doesn't always work. Today my song

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-72723826701085618942008-04-04T12:17:00.002-06:002008-04-04T13:10:09.462-06:00

I actually spelled that right on the first try which means I'm awesome and failing spelling in second grade didn't actually hold me back.I am a monkey in the middle. Something entirely of my own doing, unfortunately. I got close to two people who no longer want to be close to each other. There I am between the two. For the most part they aren't making me choose a side, which is good because I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-13867885614599936642008-03-24T12:00:00.004-06:002008-03-24T13:22:02.659-06:00

"It wasn't until later, when I was washing the blood off my hands, I even knew they were dead."That quote has been stuck in my head and its a good quote and may it now get stuck in your head. I have two blogs for you today and they will both go in one entry because I don't like posting two separate blogs in the same day. Nothing against those of you who do, I just find it easier to keep it in one

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-88883928530725921502008-03-19T10:01:00.003-06:002008-03-19T10:46:48.149-06:00

Okay, so I lied. Apparently I will be making up for last month's lack of blogging and I will be putting up a few more blogs than normal. Not by any design of course, just because I have more to talk about than normal and very little to do while at work. So there it is.I went up to Vermilion for St. Patrick's Day and realized something completely horrible. Downloading Joni Mitchell's entire

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-33933574253230255292008-03-14T17:39:00.003-06:002008-03-14T17:57:26.790-06:00

I'm depressed.I finished yet another book. Soon my books will push me out of my home. I'm not depressed because I finished the book, although that is not completely out of the reach of possibility. Often I have been depressed to finish a story. I know I'm not alone when I say I rush through a book to get the whole tale and then am sad when there's nothing more to read. You grow attached to

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-44691699588871583862008-03-12T08:43:00.007-06:002008-03-12T09:15:17.987-06:00

Anyone who fancies themselves an artist will understand the cycle. You know the one, I promise. It's the constant cycle of inspiration one moment and writer's block the next. It doesn't matter if you are a painter, a poet, a writer, or whatever else you want to call yourself. We all have our moments of dead time and our furious moment of enlightenment. We all feel a little bipolar at times.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-28242187605293198882008-03-04T12:56:00.002-06:002008-03-04T13:37:23.185-06:00

I got lazy and pissy about writing. I've been writing more on some of my other stories, but as for the blog I just get sick of people saying they want to read my stuff but when I tell them they can read it on my blog any time they never check it out. Don't bullshit me. I don't care enough. If you want to read what I write read it if you don't, quit pretending. You're wasting my time. Now

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-841578152032941052008-01-31T11:07:00.000-06:002008-01-31T11:44:23.509-06:00

So....For anyone who's interested and doesn't mind spending money to see people mess up a lot go to an opening night show of, well I'm assuming, any show ever put on the stage. This being the third time seeing The Phantom of the Opera on the stage I didn't mind -- in fact, it was really entertaining. Most of the mistakes were made by the stage techs (lighting people, prop movers and whatnot),

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-53567492242412168302008-01-15T08:19:00.000-06:002008-01-15T08:21:43.139-06:00

Yep. Sorry.Chapter 9Each day that passed without a vision Eartha became more tense. Garrick was noticing the change in her behavior and tried to comfort her without making her mad. She didn’t ever seem to really respond to his comfort, but she never once got mad at him for offering it. “Maybe your visions aren’t supposed to happen as often as your dad’s,” he suggested one afternoon at lunch,

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-9435446075911608312008-01-09T18:57:00.000-06:002008-01-09T19:15:41.034-06:00

Apparently Tuesday the Eight is a disguise for Friday the Thirteenth. Bad luck. Bad day. Bad everything. This day should be wiped off the calender like it never existed. Sorry for those of you born on this day, I will no longer be observing it. Of course it's a Tuesday. Only on Tuesdays does this kind of crap happen. I start my fine morning off by tripping over the drawer that I left open.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-82570282417646959292008-01-01T20:27:00.000-06:002008-01-01T20:37:48.212-06:00

A new month, a new year, a new chapter, and a new attitude.... kind of. Thank you again to the real Garrick Strom who googled his name and found my story. That comment made me smile and randomly start humming "It's a Small World After All". I've had some other positive feedback from people who don't read the blog, but have read the new version of this story so that inspires me to continue. As

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-68904215842909241832007-12-31T07:46:00.000-06:002007-12-31T08:09:18.954-06:00

Dear _____________,In response to your comment(s) I have a few things to say. No, I did not recieve and "For Dummies" books and once again I must inquire, why do you read blogs of people you don't like? And why do you try to leave annoymous comments. Own up to them. It's kind of sad and pathetic that you feel the need hide what and who you are. And yes, even though your comments don't post I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-61275358255856808132007-12-26T14:36:00.000-06:002007-12-26T14:51:06.135-06:00

Well, here we go again. Another chapter in the story. A chapter I enjoy because we see Mora and Roger again although after this point the story become primarily about Eartha and Garrick. This is the last we see of one of my better characters and even though not a lot happens in this chapter its probably one of my favorites. Enjoy.Chapter 7Eartha could not get home quick enough. She was

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-77675227716469995752007-12-12T07:50:00.000-06:002007-12-12T08:31:59.075-06:00

Random Quote of the Day: "Is it safe?"Random Thought of the Day: Liquid food coloring stains. Just pretend like the red is blood to make things more interesting.Random Bitch of the Day: If wearing compression pantyhose makes you uncomfortable maybe you should question your sexual orientation.... because we are not going to change all our paperwork to please one insecure man. (This rant is about

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-86577556398118714392007-12-07T08:46:00.000-06:002007-12-07T08:56:12.991-06:00

Random Thought of the Day: Chunky Roses. Random Quote of the Day: "The sky is blue. It's beautiful. And so are you."Reminder of the Day: I'm buying Harry Potter #5 on Tuesday so anyone who thinks that's a good present for the holidays needs to think again.Another Random Thought: Singing in the shower at 5 am is not appropriate when you live with other people. It's probably a good thing that I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-89151927486168608552007-11-19T09:51:00.000-06:002007-11-19T10:00:02.814-06:00

Holy crap!!! Three months later and I finally continue with the posting of my story. Once again, I am re-writing much of this story and now its slightly different than what I'm posting. I completely re-wrote the last scene in the book, but since that is still several chapters away it really doesn't matter at this point. So, here is the calm before the storm and I'm sure when i re-write it it

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-24249391892198395732007-11-02T09:23:00.000-06:002007-11-02T12:37:37.189-06:00

As it turns out the month of October was extremely busy for me. It started off with Nick and I returning to the grand town of Vermilion South Dakota for..... D Days!!! Woo hoo! So exciting. D Day (for those of you fortunate enough NOT to live in Vermilion) if SDU's Homecoming week. What it boils down to is a college town of several thousands students all getting wasted and stumbling around town.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-20489083976915368612007-10-11T10:53:00.000-05:002007-10-11T11:05:50.834-05:00

I just saw a bit on the Today show that annoyed me. Oh there's a shock, something's annoying Courtney again. The bit was titled "how to decorate a bookshelf" which doesn't sound as ridiculous as it really was. It was how to place items on your book shelf to make it look as pretty as possible, which meant adding useless decorative boxes and bowls that serve absolutely no purpose. Why does this

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-12708530734274483272007-10-08T10:58:00.000-05:002007-10-08T11:53:20.543-05:00

I'm not huge on concerts. In most cases I couldn't care less about seeing a person live. I usually only go to concerts if someone asks me, someone buys tickets as a gift for me, or I'm just at a bar and some random band decides to start playing and interrupts my conversation. It's not that I'm against going to concerts or anything, obviously I've been to a few, I just don't get into it as much

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-75274234525285371182007-09-27T16:20:00.000-05:002007-09-28T09:28:09.183-05:00

I've had a headache for over a week now. It's like my brain doesn't want to accept the recent mental blow it took so it is rebelling against me. Imagine, if you can, the worst possible news you could hear.... no, that's not right, because there is one piece of news that I can imagine that would be worse and that would be her death.... this news was about a half a step up from death though. So

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-69681118267164519412007-09-11T07:52:00.000-05:002007-09-11T07:57:50.000-05:00

Yet another commercial I misheard.....It was for Ford and it was talking about how they are always here for us and they have good safety ratings.... blah, blah, blah.....At the end of the commercial there is a father/son moment. The kid looks like he's about 20, but they are attempting to play him off as 16. The father holds out the key to the kid and says, "You drive." and the kid looks all

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-6300240472856700172007-08-28T11:00:00.000-05:002007-08-28T11:16:16.445-05:00

Everyday I use the symbol "@" when I'm filling out appointment cards for patients as they leave. Not because it really saves me much time but because I like the way it looks. I mean, how long does it really take to cross a "t" as opposed to putting a little circle around your "a"? Plus it reminds me of when i was a little kid. Odd, right?Well, everyone has seen the symbol since they were able

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-16494662924983683682007-08-20T13:00:00.000-05:002007-08-20T13:13:15.789-05:00

Yep, I've been pretty lazy in blog world lately. It probably looks like I gave up entirely on my blog, but that's just not true. So instead of taking the initiative to write a real blog I'm barely maintaining by putting up the next chapter of my story. I've come to the realization that this is pretty pointless since I'm re-writing the whole thing and the chapters I have posted are already

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-2278160588552765792007-08-01T15:39:00.000-05:002007-08-01T16:05:59.434-05:00

My manager just informed me that there was a full moon last Sunday. That apparently translates into the dumbest people in Omaha crawl out of their hidey-hole and find a telephone to call our office and irritate the hell out of me. Yesterday I had one extra special patient call up and ask to get a follow up appointment to see the doctor (not that odd). Her exact words were, "Dr. T-- did surgery

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-66357501113842485252007-07-31T15:19:00.000-05:002007-07-31T15:51:38.253-05:00

WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR SOME PEOPLE?That should probably be my whole blog right there because that is what it all boils down to. Why is it so hard for some people to be on time or to maintain the plans that they made? No, I haven't actually had a recent exposure to one of these rude people, but I have had plenty of exposure over the years. It's a habit that has always irked me, but especially in

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-44307656108872261092007-07-17T11:07:00.000-05:002007-07-17T11:17:55.004-05:00

So, here we go again. Obviously I haven't posted in a while and that would be because my birthday has once again come and gone. I managed to not die for another twelve months congratulations to me. So, now I'm back and taking the lazy way out of actually posting stuff. Yep, it's another chapter of the book have already finished the first draft of. I realized a few moments ago that this is

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-54476621822540313952007-07-09T10:59:00.000-05:002007-07-09T11:06:32.603-05:00

So, next chunk of The Dreamlands.... it's short. Suffer. I've been working on something that's a little more important right now and it has little to do with my writing. I've been helping my brother and sister-in-law with their blog. Since they are going on a year long trip around the world very soon that was more pressing than getting another chunk of a story that may or may not go anywhere

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-62940494754037190492007-07-05T16:00:00.000-05:002007-07-05T16:32:58.014-05:00

I know I've told some people that my next blog would be another installation of the Dreamlands and I will only be partially wrong. This is a blog about dreams, but it has very little to do with Alana or the "creepy guy with long fingers" as one of my readers has dubbed him. Actually what I have to write about today is my own messed up dream land. Lately I've been having exceedingly vivid

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13138426142283916550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363902736108994824.post-31409134881936176072007-06-29T08:38:00.000-05:002007-06-29T08:46:57.470-05:00

Okay, okay! Somebody did actually request the third chapter! I will get new stuff up here soon. I promise. Not that I've been hearing complaints from my readers, but this isn't really writing so much as copy and pasting. Speaking of copy and paste.... I thought by doing that my story would transfer over faithfully and I wouldn't have to go through and edit anything, but apparently that's not

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So, instead of doing what i claimed (putting up a new story) I have reverted back to the one that is finished already. Sorry about that. You see, I haven't gotten the opportunity to write out the new idea yet and I suppose this is as good an alternative that I can offer. At least I'm publishing something, right? Too bad, if you disagree. I'll get the new idea out here as soon as I can, until

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Well, it is unfortunate, but I now have to moderate my comments on this blog. Sigh. A sad, pathetic soul from Minneapolis who cheated on my friend and now takes time out of her worthless existence to harass him "anonymously" on his blog has decided to lash out at his friends who see her for what she is: A skanky whore. She is the one who wrote that comment on my last blog (which had absolutely

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For me, with work, it's kind of a toss up with what kind of day its going to be. Mostly it depends on the patients that come in to see us that determine how I feel when I go home.... well, that and the drivers I have to endure on the way home.I was recently told by the good doctor that we are a service based industry and we need to kiss butt as much as if I was still back at Banana Republic

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BLAH! So, I actually have continued with The Dreamlands, but I'm not ready to post anything new on that and since no one has been raving for more I don't feel too bad. Instead I have decided to fill the dead air with the story I have already finished. I'm not as impressed with it as I used to be which is why I haven't been working on it and trying to get it published. I have been letting other

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I'm not sure that I should actually post this or start this since I have no idea where it's going, if anywhere at all. I suppose, though, since I haven't posted anything is a while anything is better than the silence. So, here is a rough start to something that actually has no title, but I'm going to refer to as The Dreamlands because I'm lame and can't think up good titles. Suffer. I think this

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I haven't been putting this off, I promise. I actually only write these blogs when I'm at work and I've been really busy. I got my inspiration to write something depressing about four nights ago and I planned to get it out there the very next day, but this is the first chance I've had log on in since the idea came to me. Then I had planned to write it and post it last night, but my best friend

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Well, I want to occupy my time with worthwhile activities. I wanted to have an official blog whether people read it or not so I made one. I wanted to fill my blog with my story ideas and perhaps start to actually write one of my stories in a blog. As you can tell I haven't done that. I haven't with my other blog either. My blogs are the same type of crap over and over again. Me complaining about

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This weekend I finally hung out with one of my "When It's Convenient for Me" friends. It was nice since I haven't see her in a while. Of course, even when i lived with her I didn't see much of her so I don't really think much of it. We were chatting about all sorts of random stuff and our old manager from Banana Republic came up in the conversation. Not that this is all that unusual since

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Current Book Image Stuck In My Head: "...She felt the cold in her skin and bones. The chill went through her heart and into the very core of her being. A place that should never be cold and she feared would never be warm again. This frost inside of her could not be warmed by a hot shower or even the sun..." Current Tune Stuck In My Head: The Hy-Vee jingle: Where there's a helpful smile in every

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So, out of boredom, I have created another blog. Maybe I'll use this as my only blog.... maybe I'll keep the other one going too. Either way you have found this one and you're reading it for whatever reason. Probably out of boredom yourself. So I have a half an hour left of work on this fine Friday afternoon and decided to create an official blog. Yay, for blogs. My job, for the most part is

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