make it to the net
This feels weird.
At first it was okay
Now it sucks.
But I’ll be fine.
Remember when Leno called the Edwards/Cheney debate “The Heart-Throb versus The Throbbing Heart? Well, the Throbbing Heart has caused another throbbing heart in the chest of his friend who he apparently shot in a hunting trip. This is slightly old news but I haven’t posted in quite a while so I had to touch on this for my few readers. According to experts, the 30 yards story is a little shaky because of the severity of the damage done. My take on this story is that Dick Cheney was a bit tipsy and shot his friend accidentally while aiming at some quail. While this was an accident, you shouldn’t drink before or during a hunting trip. I think Cheney didn’t meet with police immediately after the incident because he wanted to get the alcohol out of his system. This is sad and I hope the man survives.
It’s official. The summer Olympics are the black Olympics and the winter Olympics are the white Olympics. There, I said it. You were all thinking it. When
Marion Jones runs, the blacks will watch. When Xuqa Marchikovitchta from Ukraine jumps 50 feet in the air and flips with skis under her feet, the whites will watch. As I typed that last sentence, an American skater just won another Gold medal. We kick ass, no matter what race it is. USA! USA!
Right?…I can’t wait for Spring Break. There are a lot of things bothering me and I need this time to meet my new niece and to relax. If only crime scene technicians didn’t exist…
I will not be online during Spring Break as it stands now but if I make it to the net, I might Facebook message someone. This might be my last blog post before the break so have fun everyone!
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Looks like I will be doing a weekly radio show about mortgages starting the first wednesday in March. I am really excited about posting these podcasts here as well. The show will be a half hour and will be on various real estate and mortgage topics. As I do mortgages in all 50 states, I am excited to start to spread the news about my mortgage team at the Davis Team at American Home Mortgage.
In my Contemporary Moral Problems course Thursday, this cute girl that I like said that she saw Osama bin Laden’s latest tape and that he called for a truce with America. bin Laden wanted America to withdraw from Iraq and if America left, Al Qaeda would leave the United States alone and never attack. She was upset because the Bush Administration refused to deal with the terrorists and dismissed the “truce.” As fine as this girl is, she has not a fucking clue what she’s talking about! There is no such thing as a truce with Al Qaeda. These terrorists, claiming to be defending Islam, are seeking to kill Americans anywhere and everywhere they can find them. Saying that we’ll leave Iraq won’t stop another terrorist attack, if it’s in the works. The only way to end this battle with terrorists is to finish what we never should have started in Iraq, bring our troops home, and replenish our military presence in Afghanistan’s surrounding areas to find Osama bin Laden and not shoot him or blow him up, but bring him to the United States where he’ll face true justice.
I feel like I’ve forgotten a lot the past few years. And I don’t know if I can just remember all of it just like that. I don’t even know if I’ll ever gain back what I may have lost. Maybe I haven’t lost everything. I can’t be sure. But I feel like I have. I use to believe in God.
I haven’t for awhile. The last time I even thought about it I told myself “Maybe.” But I think I took that to mean, no. Just not–there’s no God, and therefore no use to even worry about it. I don’t think I’ve been as happy with my life since then. Maybe it was something else that changed in my life, which is a very good possibility, but either way it’s going to be something that’s hard to pin-point. But maybe that’s why I think I’ve been different. I wish I could be sure. But hey, it’s a start.
Right…I think.
Well, there’s a first time for everything. Including me being on my own.
I sometimes think I’m more chemically imbalanced than most. Maybe everyone just feels that.
Well, tomorrows a new day
And I’ll just see where it takes me.
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