Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The Jetset Life is Gonna Kill You
Don't Wake Me Up (SO RELATIVE TO THIS PROJECTTTT)
*****The lyrics in this video are especially effed, so you might wanna look those up separately. This was the only semi-clear recording I could find on youtube though, sorry. The song is really beautiful though
Meh, lyrics videos suck, but I want the words to be what impacts you guys.
greatpoets is a livejournal community that shares poems. Members share their favorite poems of all time periods. The archive is huge--the user info says that there are 11,599 entries submitted, and most of them have to be poems.
In my childhood I was a fervent worshiper of the tiger-not the jaguar, that spotted "tiger" that inhabits the floating islands of water hyacinths along the Parana and the tangled wilderness of the Amazon, but the true tiger, the striped Asian breed that can be faced only by men of war, in a castle atop an elephant. I would stand for hours on end before one of the cages at the zoo; I would rank vast encyclopedias and natural history books by the splendor of their tigers. My childhood outgrown, the tigers and my passion for them faded, but they are still in my dreams. In that underground sea or chaos, they still endure. As I sleep I am drawn into some dream or other, and suddenly I realize that it's a dream. At those moments, I often think: This is a dream, a pure diversion of my will, and since I have unlimited power, I am going to bring forth a tiger.
Oh, incompetence! My dreams never seen to engender the creature I so hunger for. The tiger does appear, but it is all dried up, or it's flimsy-looking, or it has impure vagaries of shape or an unacceptable size, or it's altogether too ephemeral, or it looks more like a dog or bird than like a tiger.
- Jorge Luis Borges
A thinker erects an immense building, a system, a system which embraces the whole of existence and world-history, etc - and if we contemplate his personal life, we discover to our astonishment this terrible and ludicrous fact: that he himself personally does not live in this immense high-vaulted palace, but in a barn alongside of it, or in a dog-kennel, or at most the porter's lodge. If one were to take the liberty of calling his attention to this by a single word, he would be offended. For he has no fear of being under a delusion, if only he can get the system completed ... by means of the delusion.
- Soren Kierkegaard
Desperate to see where I was, I walked up to the window, pulled the white curtains and only saw lights. Confused, I asked her where was I. She gave me an evil smile and told me to stay here while they were getting something. These two walked sideways for some reason and I didn't feel like waiting. I grabbed that thing and Inae angrily tried to snatch that away. Before she could get her hands one me, I was awake suddenly.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
This is what I dreamed in February 14th 2011.
I was wearing military uniform and holding a rifle gun. I noticed I was moving in a military truck without knowing where I was going. When I arrived, I saw the paved square ground, which looked like swimming pool with no water in it. I started to look around myself. I was in a dark and gloomy room, but I could still recognize soldiers’ faces. The light shed only on their faces. Then I stopped looking around and faced directly to the paved ground. Suddenly, I realized paved ground was filled with thousands of Vietnamese fishermen. I couldn’t visualize the number of soldiers in dark room, but I could hear their loud screaming noises. What I could see was Vietnamese fishermen wearing aprons and holding sashimi knives. It was funny because they were in barefoot. They were also wearing one sleeve short and one sleeve long shirt, but rolled up. Usually the short sleeve side of hand was holding a knife.
I started to shoot all of them. The Vietnamese fishermen started to fall down one by one. I couldn’t see any blood or sign of pain on their faces.
Few minutes passed quickly. When I relooked at the paved ground, I realized Vietnamese fishermen have changed into little Vietnamese, Mexican, Jewish and Arabian girls and boys. They looked around seven to eight years old. The boys looked younger than the girls. The boys were also wearing dirty white shirts and short pants. The girls were wearing white sleeveless dresses with long hair. Those girls and boys looked really skinny, but they had most dark and beautiful eyes. I knew I had to shoot them anyways. So I started to shoot one by one again. This time, the boys and girls didn’t fall down like how Vietnamese fisherman did. Instead, they were jumping around to grab golden and silver Kisses chocolates and some golden coin chocolate that were falling from the ceiling. It was unusual experience. I felt joy by looking at those shining boys and girls. At the last moment, I shot this one girl’s helium balloon and then I woke up.
I had this little book shelf with me. the one that's next to my bed. it had compartments that were not normal to the actual object. I was dragging it around stealing things (folders and and china dolls?) and putting them inside the shelf.
I go to the counter and there's this man who works who looked and acted a lot like this guy named Arthur at this thrift store back home. Arthur in real life is autistic. Arthur in my dream was autistic and yellow.
I put my things up on the belt at the things super market to get bought some of things i had stolen them last time i was there so i quick put them back into bookshelf.
Arthur notices and gets suspicious. I take his snow pants from under the table and try to buy them and then he gets mad annnnd i wake up.
Last night was wierd, I remember having three dreams, two of which I can remember completely and one that I think had something to do with cupcakes? I think about cupcakes a lot recently, haha.
These are from last night:
1. My boyfriend Brian and I were outside of a Fed Ex near my house (what we need Fed Ex for... I have no clue. And he recently, in real life, got into a huge fight with someone at a gas station, where I thought we were both gonna die. Maybe that's where this dream stemmed from? But a homeless man came up to the car. Brian had just gotten out and I was in the car. The man reached for Brian's door and yanked on the handle, and it came opened but I pulled it shut. I was mad and scared so I flipped him off. He started yelling at me and calling me a bitch, and reached for it again, so Brian hit the lock button on the remote key and locked me in and I couldn't get out and I was screaming and crying and trapped in the car because the man pulled a knife and stabbed Brian. When Brian fell, he took the keys and unlocked the car, and stole the cupholder where Brian keeps toll change (it's not removable in real life.)
It felt like I was actually there, so real in fact that I texted Brian at 3:13 AM and said "That was scary. Wewwshouldnt go there anymore+" I only know this because he just texted me "Go where?" and I was like "What?" so I checked my sent box. Yay for REM texting?
2. Had a dream my mom bought a surprise puppy last night. It was a really weird breed, and it was REALLY small. But it had really similar features/qualities to the big flying dog in the Neverending Story. Meh.\
I have some old dreams that I'll literally never forget.
3. When I was 11 or so, my cousin died of cancer, she was 5. I had a dream right after that she was at my house and kept asking to play with me. I said "Pamela, stop, we can't play because you're dead!" and she took a few steps back and asked me why I would tell her that. And then her eyes rolled back and blood came out of every orifice and pore on her face. Scariest dream ever.
4. The day I met Brian, I didn't know his name really I just kinda saw him? Well, that night I dreamt of him, and my subconscious named him Max? I don't know why. ANYWAY. I had an extremely bad crush on Brian in real life so in my dreams, he walked me home from the park and we held hands. I was super happy and went inside and fell asleep.
WELL when I woke up the next morning, I was pregnant. Like full term ready-to-pop preggers. I was like "WTF?!" And told my mom, who immediately kicked me out. I had nowhere to go so I waited at the park til 'Max'/Brian showed up, and told him I had to live with him. He was like 'Sure.' so I got on the pegs on his bike and we went to his house. But I'd never been in his house, just his backyard, and apparently my subconscious couldn't build a house, so I lived in his backyard on an aluminum swing set, hahahaha.
The last part of the dream, I went to a dance by myself (where's Max? No clue.) and no one would dance with me because I was clearly pregnant. And over all the music, I could hear really loud ticking. I was like 'Really? Who brings such a LOUD watch to a dance?' and then the ticking got faster and I started to panic and then my belly exploded and I was just screaming. So scary. I was like 15 when I dreamt this. Absolutely horrifying.
Also, this is tough because I almost ALWAYS dream about babies and marriage because I think about it a lot, and I don't want my project to be annoyingly cutesy gross, nor do I want to post those 'cause it's embarrassing how much I think about those things. And if it's not babies or marriage, it's MCR. Which is a little more embarrassing, but may make better project material? Eh. I'll go with MCR. It's a little less personal, I'm sure no one wants to hear my dreams for my future.
5. I had one recently, and me and like fifteen other people were waiting in a VIP area for a concert, which is going to be in April (April 15th YAYA!). We were going to wait there, for 3 months, on a rickety 'VIP' wooden balcony. In the middle of a lake. So Brian was kinda like, 'Wtf Erin, lets just go home until April.' And I was so opposed to this. I was like 'NO. WE NEED TO JUMP THE LINE.' Well, patience paid off because about ten people left, and everyone was like hesitant. But then Gerard showed up in his Killjoy outfit and was like 'Why did you bother to wait? in this really wise tone. Think Batman in the Dark Knight. That intense. And no one answered, they all kinda just stared. So I yelled, 'Because WHO would miss this show?!!'
Gerard just kinda nodded, and there was a big green light, and everyone was like 'Ahhhh, oohhh,' and then all the remaining 'VIP' people were in superhero outfits (kind of a theme in the new album ha), armed with rayguns and other cool shit. We patrolled the show. It was so cool. Hahahahah I suck.
6. Alyssa is in this one!
So MCR was at my house, but they were all avoiding me because I think I was creeping them out (big surprise. Me creeping, yeah right!).
They were all hungry, so I gave them pizza (I had pizza that night in real life ha.) Then Gerard was whining and said 'I want something sweet...' So I gave him a banana? I dunno. Then I tried to talk to him again, and I was creeping him out so he pawned me off on Mikey, the bassist, and then they all just left without saying goodbye and I was really sad. Well, Gerard pop up chatted me on facebook and was like 'hey what was that food you so piously shared with me today?' and I said 'bananas?' and then he sent me a painting of bananas. I was like YOU PAINTED THAT FOR ME! and he was like 'yup :D!' Then Alyssa chatted me too and was like it's true, he did, I'm right here with him. It was nuts.
tl;dr I have a lot of wierd dreams.
Monday, February 21, 2011
I used to have these dreams that came in a series, though I only really remember two. Sometimes I'll flashback to a dream I had a few years prior, but I don't have dreams like I did as a kid (if I do, I don't remember them). Just to clarify, what I mean by series of dreams is that I'll have a dream one day and the next day my dream will be a continuation of the previous dream. Like a TV show except kind of horrifying.
One particular series of dreams that I remember lasted at least a week. The basic premise of these dreams were that I was living in a half utopia, half distopia world where technology had greatly advanced and there were these amazingly tall buildings. There were also slums and dirty alleyways and a lot of danger. Most, if not all, of the danger was directed towards children. Children, in my dream, were being hunted for either sport or they were seen as a nuisance to the nation. I was part of a group of children who just try to live as long as possible until we weren't children anymore. Each dream began with us running away, a new teammate (oddly, someone who I had seen on TV or someone in real life) and usually that new guy would die among other kids in my group by the end of the dream.
The men, or just a man, who hunted us were big guys with big guns or just really powerful weapons. They enjoyed the sport.
What I remember most vividly is the very last day I had this dream series. We found a car, I think a green jeep, that was sort of abandoned and kind of mounted a bit on its side. It was also in my home, at the end of the hallway that connected to the front door area and had a closet where we kept our junk. Anyway, the smart guy in our group checked out the car and told us that it was good and we could drive it. We all rejoiced, because a car meant we could get away faster and a place to sleep--it was something safer than just running around. Suddenly, a lazer beam shoots up from the ground and through the smart boy's heart. The ground erupts and the hunter comes out with a cry. All of us kids scream and run away in all different directions.
I ran into the kitchen, which is just a bit down the hallway. To explain, there's a small sort of window space that lets you see out of the kitchen to the living room and vice versa. I try to hide in the dark and I see the hunter stalking down the hall, trying to find one of us kids. I suddenly feel a burst of courage, being in my home made me feel safer in a way. I run out of the kitchen and in front of the hunter. I fight with him and I manage to knock him onto the ground. In his hands was the lazer shooter, and before he could use it, I slam my foot on his hand and the controller. I won. The kids rejoice, I pose triumphantly. The End.
As a segway, I had another dream that was similar to this one, except it was just one day. I was the leader of a bunch of children and we were trying to run away from this giant monster creature. I just remember a lot of running in dark, grey-blue lands (kind of like what you'd expect old time Great Britain would look like) and especially running up a series of stairs. I think I lost a shoe at one point, and I remember stepping into a puddle. At the top of the stairs was this giant castle/cathedral like structure which was a safe haven for all the children. I have all the children run into the building, but for some reason I stay back. Either for some reason the building is too full or I decided to face the monster. I remember seeing one kid at each side of the door hiding in crevices with torches in their hands. I hear a growling noise after a short while and I turned to see a giant wolf snarling at me, lunging towards my face. The last thing I remember is its giant teeth and tongue. So I assume I died, since I woke up right then.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
thats all i remember.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
I don't exactly remember how it started, but I remember there a feeling of urgency and something getting me or something like that (which is almost every dream I have).
The parts that I do remember are pretty odd. Me, my family (or maybe a new imaginary family, I can't remember faces) and a bunch of other families that I either know somehow or we're all just in this adventure together for some reason get together for this vacation. And there's this feeling of urgency again, like as if me and the other families MUST do this (my POV also shifts a lot; sometimes I'm a dad for two young girls). So we all hurry and get our belongings packed and move on to this guy.
This guy, my mind registers him as either the director or the artistic creator of the animated movie Robots and another movie that made me spasm with joy. He has glasses, a receding hair line, his shnozz is pretty noticeable--basically, a bookish man who kinda looks like Ben Kingsley (not his Ghandi role, but the one from Schindler's List), but not really. The vacation he offers us as we all gather in his little study room (like a Harvard literature professor's dusty study but somehow more spacious in a weird space defying way) offers vacation via our dreams.
He says simply that our vacation is our dreams--we'll spend about a week and a half in another world together which will last just a few seconds (in movie terms, Inception-like limbo *gags*). We gain the knowledge at some point that if we remember that we're dreaming while we're dreaming, the vacation is over and we wake up. Anyway, so we all go into our dream and there are flowers and I think bookshelves that don't have anything in them somewhere. Very bright, white and yellow colors. My POV switches in the dream. I become either some young man or maybe my dad or the Dad of the two daughters I mentioned earlier but I can't remember. I realize it's a dream and I start panicking for some reason. Then I go to me, actual physical me, and tell me that it's all a dream. Then I reply to...myself, I guess, that I know that it's all a dream and that I chose to stay in the dream. Then I continue to frolic in flowerbeds.
That's all I remember. I have an itch to scratch--I want to tell all the wacky strange, sexual, super violent, romantic and adventurous dreams I've had. They're all so weird. I guess another day.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
For those of you looking for sound-activated recording options, here's a link to the software I mentioned: Dream Capture - though I just read a lot of reviews from people who had trouble getting the free version to work. In looking back at my former student's post, it looks like he wound up just buying a voice recorder from Radio Shack or Best Buy that can be voice activated. Here's the piece he made with that audio for those who are interested.
Looking forward to your posts this week on dreaming and sleep. Sweet Dreams!
Here are a few opinions:
We collect thoughts ... here are some samples of what we have gathered from the citizens of Downtown Chicago ... some more bizarre than others ...
-I don't get to see my boyfriend as often as I'd like ...
-I need advil ...
-We need a run-off for the upcoming Mayoral Election; it would be beneficial for the media ...
-Thought of impermanence ...
-Put a cup of water under your bed at night to draw out all your bad feelings or issues that are troubling you in life ... -
-I love Chicago; I know very little English ...
-I've lived here since 1984, I'm a tour director and I take photos for my son in New Zealand ...
-Sex, Summer, Tattoos ...
-The Bean; I think it's big ...
Have a thought? We'd love to hear it.
This is some of the gang at work in Millennium Park:
In our most recent endeavors our team traveled to the heart of downtown Chicago, with a strong curiosity of the unknown and a few delicacies from the local 7-Eleven. We set up shop near corporate establishments throughout the city, advertising a desire to raise money for an endangered species native to South America. It was through this task that we were able to create an emotional bond between the spectator and this wild Pudu, a sympathetic cry for an animal in need of some simple generosity.
Known as "the smallest deer in the world," the Pudu calls its home Argentina and Peru, placed in the spotlight of danger every day due to deforestation and hungry predators. This tragic reality is in our voices as we shout out to the citizens of the downtown Loop and the surrounding areas for you to look into your hearts and make a donation. Any contribution, small or large, will benefit in saving this endangered species from disappearing forever.
Purchase our merchandise and spread the word to your fellow comrades ... the Pudu needs your help now before it's too late!
Our location varies day to day but we are typically located in the Loop area. We offer anything from tropical fruit to foreign nuts, from baked chips to southern jerky. Donations are welcome as well ... remember, every penny matters! No donation is too small!
So ask yourself ... what would YOU do if your home was threatened by a rabid puma or invading bulldozers? Save the Pudu ... save the world.
Date: 2011-02-16, 2:58PM CST
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We, the people, care about what you have to say! So a team of 3 was sent out into downtown Chicago to find out what people care about to hopefully eventually make a change.
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Please tell us what you care about and in return you may know the various cares of others.
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It goes on.
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Your child will be our greatest treasure! We admire your courage. Approved exp. paid. Confidential.
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I'd like to say "thanks" again. Yeah, we're both involved; it's just nice to find intelligent life, and I hate not to take advantage of it.
Is there any time to be bored for the nineteen years old girl?
so i thought it was really interesting to see that some people really want to work, not for the money, but for themselves.
recently my English class is reading on the story of Oedipus, and this personal ad reminded me of than. how sad and brutal it is to not know the biological parents!
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Ad # 3948088
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Contact Tamara Johnson
Phone 773 941 5526
Created February 13, 2011
Expires May 13, 2011
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I HAVE A FIVE BDROOM SECTION 8 VOUCHER, MY FAMILY AND I ARE LOOKING TO RENT A HOUSE IN THE SOUTH SUBURB AREA!
Date: 2011-02-13, 11:22AM CST
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Hmmm....well it seems I'm giving this a try since a friend found what he was looking lets see if it works for me. ha!
Latino here born and raised in the city of Chicago. Young educated with goals and aspirations. Wont settle for less than what Ive worked for.
Looking for similar Latinos or dark featured (not blk) men. Looking for someone to date and see what happens. Prefer masculine tall men.
I would like a dude that is cultured, chill, easy going, but at the same time know how to have a good time.
Discrete dudes not into the scene prefered....since I am not out.
Not looking for sex or anything like that. Looking for someone who speaks spanish too, I like to use my second language. A dude thats not Latino but speaks spanish fluently a big ++++
Ideally would like to find someone my age, but Im open for suggestions just dont be over 35. Thanks for reading fellas if you like what you read send me a message or better yet if you know someone that fits the what Im looking for play cupid. ha!
Date: 2011-02-15, 10:23PM CST
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i feel extremely awful.
would someone want to take me to get food and/or just drop something off?
i've got that i'm-still-drunk-can't-move thing going on. which is weak as shit.
hangover foods are usually stuff not good for you.
thanks for taking the time to read my outrageous post and i'm dead serious about it.
I know all salon artists have to take to people, but I thought we had a good conversation. You cut my hair at the Supercuts on Michigan avenue. We talked about Hunter S. Thompson and I told you about David Sedaris. We couldn't figure out who wrote running with scissors and said you enjoyed Brave New World. I thought we had a good conversation and connected.
When: Friday, February 11, 2011
Where: Michigan Avenue
I saw a: Woman
I am a: Man
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
.... this girl is Japanese
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Date: 2011-02-15, 11:45PM CST
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^this is what it all comes down to people lol
DATE ME---COLLECT VALUABLE PRIZES - 30 (Chicago North)
Date: 2011-02-12, 5:27AM CST
1. I do not always wear my seatbelt.
2. I don't tear the tags off my mattresses (until there is no one looking)
3. I always stop to pet dogs outside of grocery stores
it goes on and on
101. After reading this far you've already got too much invested not to email me back.
and then finally at the end after telling how to contact this person...
102. If you don't hug and kiss (for sure) on the first date-forget it.
people with huge egos disgust me :)
"Pretty much the only thing i want out of life is to be happy."
I don't know if i like that, but I'm so glad someone admits it. It's not a goal i would chose, I mean, everyone wants to be happy but to solely live to be happy seems selfish.
This is very different than success i might add although happiness can go along with it.
Anyyywayyy i respect someone who just wants to be happy in life. Because if they are focusing on being happy they are not worrying about being upset :)
This destructive kitty has been trained as a proud warrior and will fiercely defend your house, even against you. Well-trained since 10-weeks of age to attack anything in his presence, he will protect your family from evil things, including the following:
* other trained attack kittens
* toilet paper
* anything under a blanket
* unwanted house guests
* paper bags
* floor rugs
* Chuck Norris
Great with children (assuming you don�t like the children). Probably best used for professional catfighting. He is housebroken, but only because he wants to be. This attack cat has trained himself to seek out his food anywhere you hide it and rip the bag open to feed himself, great for those who travel extensively. Also trained to drink water out of toilet bowls and dishwater from items in the sink. Knows how to open some doors. He will find you wherever you hide.
Neutered (trust me, you wont want to him to procreate). Has not been declawed, but you'll figure that out really fast.
Understands and responds to a variety of vulgar and profane verbal commands. Has a very soft and furry belly, like a teddy bear - however he will bite your face if you try to touch it.
Willing to accept trades. Potential adopters must have experience with trained attack-kittens... please be prepared to show scars.
For the love of God, someone please take this thing out of my house.
ADULT HELP WANTED:
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13 year old escort/model agency provides the highest level of clientele. Safe and professional. Female owned. www.joinieg.com
I just thought this particular wad was badly worded. At first glance, I thought it meant that the escorts were thirteen. I wonder if this was a mistake, or if it was a business tactic to catch the attention of men interested in (much) younger girls.
North Shore man. Seeks full time employment; personal, home, and business services.
I don't know how dependable a man who advertises himself for a full time job by riding on the waves of a Jersey Shore star. Found this ad very interesting.
LOST MANNEQUIN $100 REWARD:
Accidentally left at Oakdale and Sheridan last week during a move. Was disassembled in two parts. Metallic paint finish. Please call ### ### #### if you can help as it has sentimental value.
The people in this ad clearly have a great relationship with their mannequin. Their conversations must be absolutely riveting.
Gay couple of 12 years hopes to adopt a baby of any race/gender. Our daughter is adopted, and we want to share our lives and love with another child. Call ### ### ####; www.kipandsteveadopt.com
I love the idea of adoption and this ad is nice. Don't know how I feel about the website though. I think it's pretty interesting. On said website, they even encourage potential biological parents to follow them on Twitter.
I tried to choose just one, but I couldn't I think all the 'Pets' classifieds are interesting/disturbing. You don't know who you could be giving those poor innocent baby animals to! It makes me really nervous.
We danced late night, held hands tight, touched faces, and connected on the dancefloor. This was not the average bump and grind. I felt like there was something there. I fallowed you across the bar we exchanged names, had one more dance and you were off with your friends. I woke up thinking about you and wanted to see if these "I saw you's" could possibly work in a city of millions. Jessica find me:)
When: Thursday, January 6, 2011
I saw a: Woman
I am a: Man
Monday, February 14, 2011
This person sounds pretty chill.
Randi is looking for people interested in him face painting at an event, I think this add is pretty cute and maybe someone will be interested in taking up his offer.
If you happen to check out his website you will also find that he paints pregnant bellies.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Are you interested in studying traditional authentic Ninjitsu?
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I don't even know what to say about this one.
My 14 babies and 14 baby daddies ain't gonna get no gifts this year if I don't get a miracle.
The laptop donations I didn't get at Christmas would still be nice.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Awesome toy!!! New in the box.
Animatronic, life-size baby dinosaur stands over 3 feet tall and comes to “life” with realistic sounds and motion!
Responds to your voice and touch with roaring and laughing sounds, and expressive tail, head, eye, mouth and horn movements.
Plays 4 different adventure-themed tunes for immersed, make-believe fun!
Convenient volume control switch. Maximum weight is 60 lbs.
Dinosaur figure comes with leafy snack and instructions
Playskool Kota My Triceratops Dinosaur
Loaded with cutting-edge animatronics features, Kota is a lifelike pet from the past. Kota will quickly become your preschooler's best friend, and his realistic features will leave kids in awe! Measuring over 40" long, tots can sit on Kota for some rompin' stompin' dino adventures. A hidden handle and spring-loaded seat provide a fun and safe ride. Kota's tail, head, eyes, horns and mouth are animated, and he comes with a fun music mode so riders can trounce along to dino songs. When he's hungry, kids can feed him special leaves and he'll be happy. Kota measures 21"L x 44"W x 28"H. Requires six "D" batteries, not included. Holds up to 60 lbs.
The picture that came with the ad features a cute little girl straddling this strange creature that looks like Cera from The Land Before Time, green with dilated pupils (from God knows what).
My boot fell out of our car on Friday night. If anyone finds it, please send me an email. It was in the parking lot of Clark-Devon Hardware.
I just wonder how this person lost their boot via falling out of car.
MOMMY? - m4w (north and northwest)
Date: 2011-02-11, 6:52PM CST
soooo thirsty for your milk ..... real or imagined.
I'm real...you be too.
Email me for more.
- Location: north and northwest
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Without any of the head games, the drama, the bullshit. Neither of us likes to waste time. Time is - and life is- precious and we'd rather enjoy our time together. To the max!
So what does this mean exactly? It means that good sex - great sex - is a big reason behind what makes you attracted to the opposite sex; and what gives you the desire to start, and keep a relationship. Yes there's more to a good relationship than just sex. OBVIOUSLY there is. But sexual excitement, enjoyment and compatibility... damn well better be there... in any relationship you intend on having. It's as natural as the sun rising and setting every day. And this is how you... and I... think. Yes, it's that important to us.
It means the word itself, and the concept, of "sex" - doesn't have the guilt or shame attached to it like it does for so many. You're simply following your natural instincts... to live life like it was meant to be lived... with passion. With vigor. With fun!
Not everyone feels the same way we do. Not at all. But that's okay. We don't follow the crowd. We march to the beat of our own drummer. It's what feels right for us - and that's what matters. That's all that matters.
So let's face it, this is what it really comes down to. For people like you and I. And once we get it out in the open, once we get past this topic... we're free. The pressure's off. We have an understanding. We're now free to explore other areas where we may connect as well. We're more relaxed, at ease. Playful. Ourselves.
And I'm not talking about wham-bam-thank-you-maam, treat your partner like a piece of meat, meaningless sex either. I'm talking deep, slow, sensual, erotic lovemaking. (and sometimes wild!) The kind that stirs your soul. Reawakens that long dormant passion. Where you discover that all it takes is the right partner. The right man.
And we both know full well that there has to be a connection on other levels too. If the connection is - or almost is - on the physical level only... even the best sex gets old. And rather quickly. We're not twentysomething any more. We know better.
And I'm not talking one night stand here. I'm talking about two highly intelligent, aware, sensitive, caring, sensual beings having an ongoing long term relationship. One that makes you feel alive. And I mean really alive.
I don't have to put my age, stats or pictures in this ad here. When you contact me and we exchange info - you'll find all of these things out.
Bottom line? I'm hot. You're hot. I'm for real. So are you. And there will be heat between us when we get next to each other. If these things aren't true I've just wasted my time writing this ad. And you will waste your time responding to it.
You can sit there looking at this screen and come up with reasons why not to respond. Or - you can make something happen.
Ball's in your court.