tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60771192011-06-07T23:40:05.862-07:00This site isn't what you are thinking...this isn't a sex log. Well...not intentionally. Yes, there are two of us.Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.comBlogger3031100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1154644926423682122006-08-03T15:27:00.000-07:002006-08-03T15:42:06.453-07:00

Wow! I felt so inspired when Wosy told me she'd come back to bloggie land. It's been so long since I've been here as well..... I have that feeling that you get when after a few years you decide to strike out and drive to the old 'stomping grounds'. You know, those old familiar streets lined with the same old tired houses with the same old couples sitting on the front porches sipping iced tea in

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1152848034616708862006-07-13T20:27:00.000-07:002006-07-13T20:33:54.643-07:00

It's been forever since I've felt like posting. I don't even remember what brought me to this place again, but here I am, blathering.Maybe I should tell you of my gym experience. I recently joined a gym about 3 weeks ago, and it's co-ed. I was leery about the whole thing because honestly, I didn't want the menfolk staring at my bouncing blubber. And trust me, it's a bouncin'. I joined it for

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Just a quickie to keep those of you I haven't talked to in a while informed. (Yes Crissy, I hope you are able to read this. LOL)Everything's going great here. Class is going well, just a few more weeks and I'll be certified in a whole handful of shit. That's always good!I'll have a nice week at the beach (which is why I am posting now). I'm looking forward to it. There's quite a few places I

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For whoever found this page by searching for: south florida crack whore pictures - Thanks!!!You made my day. And just because I don't want you to be dissapointed....... here's a 'crack whore picture', altho not south floridian. Sorry about that!Bwahahahahaha!!!!!!!!

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Well hello there peoples!!! Yep, I'm just sneaking in while I have a few minutes on my hands to waste. I see that thine whore has blamed all of the pussies in her life for giving her diseases.... I assure you all that I was NOT one of them. heh.I suppose it's sad that we haven't been keeping up with the bloggies lately, but life is what it is and eventually we'll end up back here again. We seem

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1136328961512365512006-01-03T14:49:00.000-08:002006-01-03T14:56:01.523-08:00

I just don't know what has come over me. I haven't felt like I had anything to say and decided not to bore anyone with drivel. Everything I type I mostly end up deleting and not blogging anything at all. I guess this time I'll leave it.I pretty thankful that at least this year, I don't have a husband recovering from surgery and cancer. That's what's been great about this time one year

Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1134610363489460202005-12-14T17:24:00.000-08:002005-12-14T17:32:43.500-08:00

Well hello there! Just stopping in to say yes, we're still alive. Cold, but alive. heh.Not too much going on outside of the normal holiday frenzy I suppose. I think we all go a little crazy this time of year. I've been busy doing the shopping, wrapping, visiting thing as I know many of you have. I'm tired. UGH can't wait for January now. lol.Good news: Xmas shopping almost done. Woohooo!Other

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Holy Christ! I can't believe 2005 is almost over. What a year.....I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving holiday. Ours was actually very nice and for once we had a week where someone didn't try to fuck us up. heh. Hooray!!!The mother unit and I have this tradition (as does 10,999,999 other ppl) of going shopping before the ass crack of dawn on Black Friday. *GASP* Yes, we're insane. Last year

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1132514825210548742005-11-20T11:08:00.000-08:002005-11-20T11:27:05.226-08:00

I'm sure that title will pull some nice yahoo searches, but sadly it has nothing to do with the anatomy of the male species. Rather it has to do with the USC Gamecocks, who lost 13-9 last night to Clemson. This is our big instate rivalry. Bah Cocks. I have been a fan for many years, even when they were 0-11..... so here's to hoping for next year. And they have a bowl game coming up so that will

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I can't believe almost a month has gone by since I last posted. Sheesh where has the time gone?!I suppose I should start off with the telling of our grand adventure to see thine whore. The trip was supposed to officially start Thursday, but ended up starting Wednesday instead. Which I must admit, I'm so glad that it did! We were able to spend the night in NC Wednesday night and that gave us a

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Well, the time will be here tomorrow!!!! Yep, we will FINALLY be on the way to visit thine whore in Arkansas. Wahoo!!! This month has just flown by though, and that's pretty cool. It started in a pathetic, sickly way with people trying to ruin it but thankfully it has turned into an awesome month. The past two days though have just went by way too fast. I swear, I felt like I blinked and they

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1129581439591737622005-10-17T13:35:00.000-07:002005-10-17T13:37:19.593-07:00

I had to lighten this picture up just a tad, but this is the almost full moon over the ocean Saturday night. It was sooo beautiful and the water was just sparkling silver. The moonlight was bright enough to walk down the beach and see everything without a flashlight. The water was warm and was just perfect to go walking in. :) 

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1129581175900559182005-10-17T13:32:00.000-07:002005-10-17T13:32:55.906-07:00

The beach Sunday morning, as the sun rose. The weather was perfect!!!!! 

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Oh my lawd am I beat today! It feels good though, after all of the stupid shit that has been pulled on me and my friends the past two weeks we needed to get away. Anyways, we had this thing with a group I'm in down in Summerville on Saturday. It was nice to catch up with some friends I had made last year in Charleston at another event and get to chat with our area leader again. So three of us

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Wow it doesn't feel like it's almost time for the trip to see my whore. Just three weeks away! It's kind of odd in a fascinating kind of way. heh. I am definitely looking forward to it though and perhaps we will have some entertaining tales to post of our antics when all is said and done.(One can only hope.)In the meantime, we'll be driving through all of TN so if anyone wants us to drop in and

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Just to clarify............ I ask that everyone remembers that this is my 'venting area'. And as I am an un-supportive, emotionally detached friend... feel free to take my ramblings as emotionally detached mumbo jumbo. teehee.Yes my friends, that is called sarcasm. You know us - you understand.For lack of a better term, this clarification is for all the "Munchausen Lites" out there. Thanks SJ...

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1128386528748482352005-10-03T17:07:00.000-07:002005-10-03T17:43:48.186-07:00

You guys ever have someone try to get something over on you and they just don't seem to be able to get by with it? Hehe. And usually it's someone who thinks they're so slick. ;) When this happens life is good. I don't mind laughing in the shadows bwahaha. It's nice at least to know that there are people out there more ignorant than I.Click, click... and the wheels fall into place.In other news,

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1127185570523685182005-09-19T19:57:00.000-07:002005-09-19T20:06:10.530-07:00

I'm not going to make excuses. We've let this site fall by the wayside. We have a habit of doing that. Lately we've been into taking pictures. Lots of them. Le Sigh we are OBSESSED. At the moment I am too lazy to look up the exact address to our pictures, but at Flickr I am Woman of Scorn (of course) and the hobag who shares this site with me is Concubine.Well on to happier things.Have you

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Seriously, I am! Well, ok.... It's mostly my fault. I made the mistake of going swimming with a dear friend of mine without sunscreen. We were in the pool for almost 5 hours. In the dead sun. Yeah, idiots...... we know. Both of us came out looking like boiled lobsters. EEK!!So I ended up with some bad sunburn (only got the 2nd degree burns on my face tho.... great!). It didn't hurt too bad; I

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1122562813275774942005-07-28T07:52:00.000-07:002005-07-28T08:00:13.283-07:00

Since my last doctor escapade in which he tells me my tonsils need to be removed, my nose is broken, I need my wisdom teeth pulled, I have TMJ, and he thinks my teeth (as in top to bottom) don't meet like they should (pant pant pant), I've gotten a second opinion.Doctor number two says I get to keep my body parts. For now anyway. He says he doesn't see anything wrong except that my tonsils are

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First of all I am officially on vacation. I'm not anywhere spectacular, but I don't have to go to work til next Monday. Hoo fucking ray for me. On to the strangeness.Tonight a friend of mine that I haven't talked to in a while, basically told me he's gay. He's undecided, but I'll clear it up, he is. He's just afraid to admit it.Now I love this boy. Yes, yes love love. He is beautiful to

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Indeed, that makes two of us my trollupy Womanofscorn. I have no life either, although I do find it particularly disturbing. At this very moment I wouldn't mind seeing some grind action (whether it be girl on girl, girl on guy, nails on a chalkboard). Bah.This is supposed to be a great freedom weekend. No parents bitching; nothing that needs to be done. Instead I feel like the silence has snuck

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1120273672147854532005-07-01T19:53:00.000-07:002005-07-01T20:07:52.153-07:00

Yes I'm breathing, so essentially I am alive. Yet I have no life and the sad thing about this is I don't find it totally bad. I think I'm getting old. Granted I'm only 25, but things bother me now that perhaps if I was a bit younger, wouldn't have.Por ejemplo:The spouse and I went to a club. Well what here in the boonies they consider a club. It was two floors, the downstairs being the live

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Next month. But I'm ready now and hopefully nothing will go wrong until then. Nothing like hmmm my constant ear infections, or the fact that my tonsils need to come out. Or that my nose is broken.I don't feel like explaining at the moment, but know this, I AM GOING ON VACATIONWhere do you ask?Puerto Rico! My dad lives there so all we gotta pay for is the ticket.Ok I'm lying. Actually we're

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WAIT. Haven't we talked about this before? heh.Nah, nothing nasty this time around. I just stuffed my fat ass with tacos tonight (It's our night to be naughty and eat good, dripping, tasty shit and not worry about our diets.) Sheesh.. now that I read that last sentence out loud, it still sounds kind of kinky. Ok well, anyways.So I just get back online and see that my yahtzee whore is washing her

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1117751555477665332005-06-02T15:13:00.000-07:002005-06-02T15:32:35.483-07:00

So Sunday was my birthday, thank you thank you. I turned 25. We went to a matinee which I haven't done since I was a kid, he took me to a jewelry store that was going out of business, and then we went to eat at Applebees. IT WAS GREAT.We saw Monster-in-law. Very funny movie even though it was a JLo movie. I bought two pairs of earrings at the store, and ate my weight in food.Since then though

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Well we're back from the mountains. It was a nice, little week-long vacation. I always strain myself to look for bear when riding down the parkway, but once again........ zilch. I am beginning to believe that there aren't actually any left up there, if it wasn't for the smell and tracks that we kept running across. I just know I have a better chance of seeing the Lee County Lizard Man.Anyways,

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1116906957985991012005-05-23T20:45:00.000-07:002005-05-23T20:55:57.990-07:00

I have never, in my entire life, been more grossed out than I was today. Never.Not even when I was watching an old episode of CSI where a rat came out of a dead lady's mouth while I was biting into a hunk of chicken.Not even when a needle accidentally came out of a patient's arm(and I'm talking 15 gauge needles) and blood spurted everywhere.And not even when my husband vomicked all over the wall

Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1116781497273131212005-05-22T09:49:00.000-07:002005-05-22T10:04:57.276-07:00

For a while now, El Jefe and I always say how we have no lives. Everytime a new couple walks into our lives, something happens like they move, have babies, or become major assholes. We enjoy a few weekends of couple bliss, and then they are gone forever. I look at these times as bittersweet. Well, things have changed. New guy arrives at El Jefe's job, has a girlfriend, and suddenly we are

Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1116030470206206802005-05-13T17:27:00.000-07:002005-05-13T17:30:09.326-07:00

MY BIRTHDAY CAKE!!!! I must show the world what my whore, the bestest whore in all the land, sent me for my birthday today. LOOK! Isn't it beautimous?! I feel so special and loved. *giggle*When I visit her in October, I suppose this means that I shall have to give her a juicy piece of ass. I mean...... hug. BWAHAHA. Thank you my whore!!! I lurve you too!!

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1115087538429797712005-05-02T19:32:00.000-07:002005-05-02T19:35:08.433-07:00

I feel like a long-lost drunkard who has somehow stumbled back into their home. It's been such a long time! I bet you all forgot me.Where have I been you ask? Nowhere really. I don't even recall what was going on the last time I posted. I see that my whore has continued to post sporadically, and that does me proud. heh. Good job my trollup.Now then.... new things in my life. Lesse... I'm still in

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1114804707361085432005-04-29T12:52:00.000-07:002005-04-29T12:58:27.363-07:00

Or is it hookie? Either way you get my drift.I feel so naughty! Well it's not entirely hooky. Yesterday I started to get an ear infection, but luckily I had some ear drops on stand by. I started to use them yesterday and today my ear doesn't hurt so much. I called in anyway, I figure I have a whole week of sick time, I could use one day. It also makes me have a three day weekend, are you

Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1113776293995972472005-04-17T15:18:00.000-07:002005-04-17T15:18:13.996-07:00

Because my cat just loves being in my pictures.... 

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Well too damn bad I am sayin' it.The following is a list of things I will NEVER eat:1. Frog legs2. Snakes3. Slugs4. Crawfish(sorry people but they are a bug I mean c'mon, they come out of the ground)5. Raccoon, squirrel, or any other rodent or weasel. If I wanted to eat a frikken rodent I'd club a mouse over the head and make some stew. Bleah.Of course there are more. I didn't feel the need to

Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1112755056536931142005-04-05T19:29:00.000-07:002005-04-05T19:37:36.536-07:00

In our meager lovebud beginnings, we were so excited about blogging. We'd blog about the st00pidest shit. Really, go back to the archives, it's juvenile really. But at least we were blogging.Do you go through that? A phase where you just have absolutely nothing to say? Or is it perhaps pure laziness? Is it better to not blog than to force some dreary entry out?I guess that's what this is.

Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1111966936736127322005-03-27T15:42:00.000-08:002005-03-27T15:42:16.736-08:00

Happy Easter Bitches 

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Now let me explain.I humped my assistant principal on the dance floor. Ok well when I humped him on the dance floor he wasn't the assistant principal.Actually I was a freshman, and he was a junior. And well by humping I mean dancing "naughty". Furthermore I was sandwiched between him and a friend of his. I thought I was hot shit considering I was at the junior prom dancing w/two juniors (who

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I have put off doing this because I couldn't bear to even look at his picture. We have given up hope that he will ever come back, and as soon as I get a printer, his picture is going on my wall.Twix, even though you were the biggest pain in the ass I have ever met, we loved you. When we would come home to piss and shit on the floor, we kept you. When you destroyed the furniture and anything

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Nope, I'm not dead. Not that anyone noticed I was missing. heh.You all know how life is. Sometimes shit happens and just keeps happening and you lose track of what you meant to do (which in my case was to keep updating the blogs). I've just been out of it I suppose. I was away one week on vacation, and have been doing double duty at school. With that and trying to keep the TOPS thing going;

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1108435557419678292005-02-14T18:33:00.000-08:002005-02-14T18:45:57.580-08:00

FlowersI wasn't expecting anything for Valentine's Day. As a matter o fact I told my husband not to buy me anything because I wasn't going to buy him anything. After all, it's not like it's our anniversary.When I went back to work after my lunch break, there were a dozen pink roses waiting for me from my beloved. Attached was a card that simply said:"There's a surprise waiting for you at home

Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1107828281766500732005-02-07T18:00:00.000-08:002005-02-07T18:04:41.766-08:00

you know you want to. Crissy (which is Sweetface on our links, and Bonnie (which is zephyrbird also on our links) have already joined the fun! What fun you ask? Well our Camera Whores page of course! Every week we have challenges and I know there are many camera whores out there. So Dawn, Rabbitch, SJ, and whoever else stops by here, if you want to play c'mon. Now I say now!

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Excuse me sir, but when you drive around town with your speakers up so loud that it makes your pimpmobile rattle, it's not cool. Or sexy. Or attractive. Actually it makes you look rather dorky, especially when the rattling is louder than the music. It's sad really. If you don't have the amp to back up the speakers, you shouldn't be bumpin at all. Now go spend some money on them bald ass

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I have heard that all of my life. Yes I know it is supposed to be a compliment, and old ladies especially use it as such. Today at work, Tasha tells me that Ms. Opal (a patient) turned to her and said, "Boy that Woman of Scorn had a pretty face." I know Tasha was expecting me to gush and be all swoony over the compliment, but in mine eyes it irritated the shit out of me. Tasha didn't

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And I mean it. I never watched that Kevin Costner(is that even how it's spelled?) movie "Message in a Bottle" so when it came on this morning, I decided to watch it. Boy what a mistake. If you never watched it, and don't want to know what happens, I suggest you look away now. Basically it's like this; broken man types messages to his dead wife in which he puts inside a glass bottle. Toss in

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Well now, I just posted and read my previous post and had a thought......... I do believe I'm cursing like a sailor today. Hehe. That is great! Perhaps I'm channeling pent up frustrations?? Or maybe I'm just a sick twisted bitch. Yeah.... It's the frustrations. *giggle*

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Well now that got your attention didn't it? Let's see how many people google and yahoo will float into this site now. Hah! Sorry peoples, no tongue sucking going on here. Well, for the moment anyway. Anyway, been a while since I've blogged. I haven't had anything to say; still don't. I do suggest that you all get up, go to the nearest store and buy a few tins of these cinnamon altoids though.

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Today I'm watching a Lifetime movie about a girl who gets sexually molested. In that movie, the mother walks in on the step-father raping her. Sees it first hand. Of course after he beat the shit out of the little girl(I'd say she was about 12ish). The mother comes in and smashes a milk bottle over the step-father's head to get him to stop, and then takes her child out to the car to drive off

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I'm probably going to lose some brownie points here, but I don't give a flying fuck :)! I was blog surfing just a second ago, and it has forced me to list the things I hate about other blogs. If you are reading this and find something on my list that you have on your blog, well I'm sorry. It annoys the living shit out of me. Anyhoo. Here goes: 1. Moods. As in, "I'm feeling: Bemused" I

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Pee that is. Whew. Don't ask me why I always wait until I'm about to cut loose in my panties. It's just a strange habit I suppose. heh. In other news, I'm attempting to sell my digital camera and camcorder so I can upgrade to a better camera. I do so love photography. Anyone wanna buy them? Bwahaha. No seriously though, I'm not sure how much updating will be getting done from me for a while as

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Now that I got this spiffy new digital camera for Christmas, I am taking pictures like a motherfuck. My cat is such a Camera Whore.

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Well Happy New Year folks. I hope you had a great 2004. Let's see how this next one is going to pan out. So far, for me.... it's been more of the same. Kinda shitty. But I'm used to that, and not going to whine. heh. So moving on. I had someone ask me today why I haven't blogged in a few days and that they wanted a new post to read. Here ya go. In all honesty there hasn't been much to talk

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Well yesterday was our appointment in Little Rock at the cancer hospital. The results were beautimous. The Dr. said he wouldn't need anymore surgery, or radiation. He said since the tumor was only 1 centimeter around, that it was no cause for concern. Had the tumor been 2 centimeters around, he would probably have to have surgery again. They even said he would have possibly taken his colon

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I came across this site at The Straight Dope, and ever since then I can't stop watching it. I'll sit there and watch it like three times in a row. Somehow it is strangely addicting. And the music is freakin catchy. Now I must spread the wealth. Dance baby dance! Oh and here is his site. It's got other versions. Click on Watch This Movie

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My lasagna is known far and wide. I make it from scratch. Here is my progress: Mmmm home made tomato sauce In a big ass pot Layer of meatballs in the pan This is what they looked like before though. All together waitin to be cooked Even Jesus thought my lasagna looked heavenly. But we thought it was ok too. And of course, my heaping plate. Merry Christmas!

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Well we still haven't found Twix. We've done all we can do for now. We spent the day today putting up flyers in the neighborhood where he was lost, and went to every gas station, fast food joint, grocery store and department store in the town putting them in windows. All we can do now is wait, and check back at the pound often. On my running around though, I had a hearty laugh. I've talked

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As if my husband having cancer wasn't enough, Twix is gone. I've mentioned him before, he is my male dog. We took both him and Oreo to a house that has a fenced in yard, and when we got back from the doctor's office, he was gone. Oreo was still in there, but no Twix. We spent 2 hours looking for him, with no luck. What makes this especially sucky is that he's lost in a strange town an hour

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After listening to the news, reading various websites and hearing people talk.... it's just got me to thinking about the "spirit of xmas." Some people think it's too commercialized. Some people think it's too religious. Some people just want to suck you dry. I've come to a few conclusions. No matter how hard you try, you will NEVER convince people that 'christmas' was actually a pagan holiday

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In spite of myself I'm getting into the Christmas spirit. And I owe most of it, really all of it, to Loki's Ho. See since El Jefe has been sick, we haven't had much money to buy anything for christmas. So what did her and her family do? Load us down with presents. For really yo. They made me put my tree up and sing fuckin christmas songs. Fa ra ra ra ra....ra ra ra ra. Now I am

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Why? I'm so glad you asked! Well, I was in lust with my brother's best friend. I'm talkin like if he would have told me to drop my pants right then and there I would have. Sometimes they'd be playing sports and he'd ask me for something to drink. So I'd lick the rim of the cup before I gave it to him. C'mon! Tell me you haven't done the same thing, or something similar OR thought about

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Ouch. I wish I could order some hunky man to massage my shoulder. And feet. And hell while we're at it, other things. But I suppose it's the old heating pad and muscle relaxers for me. The Mother unit and I went to the beach (about 2 hrs away) today to do some Xmas shopping. Mainly because my Dad had requested some new work boots and they just HAD to come from the new Bass Pro Shop. So down we

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I hate that word. My husband goes in to have his appendix taken out Wednesday night. Saturday we find out he had cancer surrounding his appendix. The oncologist says from the looks of things they think they got it all but they aren't sure it spread. She says cancer takes a path and they aren't sure it went down the path, or they got it before, as they weren't looking for cancer at the time of

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They say every black cloud has a silver lining. I'm hoping that's true and that Womanofscorn and her hubby El Jefe hit that silver lining soon. For those of you keeping up with her situation, I'd like to ask for you to take a second and do whatever it is that you do......... pray, send good thoughts, send good wishes, or whatever....... no energy is wasted and all the good energy you could spare

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Here's the truth: My job is cursed. Here's the proof: 1. Ashley's (my friend from work who got me the job) baby died. She was due in January, but she was having such high blood pressure she had to go to the ER. She ended up having an emergency C-section and the baby was born w/out a heart beat. She was 7 mos pregnant, but the baby only weighed 2lbs, 13oz. Today I found out that the baby

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Apparently not my husband. I mean why give us shit we don't need just for them to cause problems and have emergency surgery? And why do it when we have no insurance? And around Christmas time when we will be dependant on just my paycheck for a week or two. Fock you iceholes. Well off to the hospital I go.

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WTF is up with my life? I must have a huge fuckin sign on my forehead that says "Use at your convenience." Ugh. I have no problem helping people, especially since I do have a good bit of free time on my hands most days with not working and now that school is done for a month. Does that mean that I'm open territory? I'm confused..... I must have missed this information! So ok, like I said, I like

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I'm all about stuff that smells good. I love to be one big walking mound of aroma. So when I was walking down the aisle in search of some shampoo I saw this: How can I resist such a flirty bottle. The shape the color, I had to buy it. When I got home we talked a little, ya know, getting to know each other better. Then we had some dinner, and I knew it was time. It was time for a Hair

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So I just took my final and I'm pretty sure I got either a 98 or 99. There abouts........ heh. So my final average for the class should be around 100.85 (I had great extra credit). HOORAH!!!! I so proud. So I hope you enjoy the new 'wintry' theme here at Lovebuds Anonymous. I worked on it yesterday and thought it came out kinda spiffy. The pic of Charlie and Snoopy was JUST for Womanofscorn, but

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Today, I lived through my own personal hell. I'm sure it was the same version of hell that many others have. Mainly the people who were huddled near me, each of us breathing in ragged breaths with clammy palms. Yep, you guessed it. This morning we shopped at Wal-mart. The day after Thanksgiving sales. Wal-mart. I swear the employees had tails and shiny pitchforks. Let me tell you my tale........

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The stuffing that is. Not that we actually do it. We make dressing, not stuffing.... and yes there is a big difference. In any case, I do suggest shoving something in an anal orifice for the holiday. Great fun. Happy Turkey Day everyone.

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NOT. WTF is this? And why does it almost bring me to the point of wanting to beat someone down? This makes me angry and I have no clue why. I'm confuzzled. I think it's just the absolute jack-assedness of it all. I just ran across this offering from Staples, the office store....... What is it you ask? A fucking stapler. Ok that's cool. I have a fetish for office supplies, I admit it. But

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I just walked down Main Street in the rain. Why you ask? No reason really. My friend and I decided to leave the coffee shop where we met and walk down the street to the post office. In the rain. Raining. Naturally once we got to the post office it rained that much harder. Of course! I ran across this lovely picture and thought it fit the mood well. Besides.... who can resist the fantastic fashion

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Bathroom To Whom It May Concern: I understand you have a dirty ass, but please don't leave your dirt particles on the toilet seat behind you. There's some disinfectant spray not two inches away and some paper towels. Please wipe your dirty ass particles up behind you. Thanks, your co-workers Virginity So when I was 19 my mom found out I was no longer a virgin. I was having female

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You know what I'm talkin about. The holidays. The motherfuckin holidays. Ok, so I really do love them. I love dressing up as elves and giving gifts. But along with the fun and festivity comes that warped bitch that seems to take glee in making our lives miserable. Hehe I think it's the spirit of misery or something. Anyways, things are starting to get hectic here and December promises to be

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No, it doesn't smell like ass and patchouli in here, but I sure feel like ass. Those of you who remember me posting about the USC Gamecocks and how I just lurved them...... well seems that the rumors weren't just rumors after all. Yep, it's looking around 90% positive that Spurrier is coming to coach. Son of a BEEEECH! *sigh* And I just have to say (changing the subject a bit), what the fook is

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Last night I heard a commotion coming from the den, where the Old man and woman were watching tv. So I go there and was pleasantly surprised to see the end of a segment from TurnerSouth's Liars & Legends show (which is very good btw). Yep, our dear old friend Peter Pan (the one from Tampa, FL) had a segment on the show. The same Peter Pan who's page Wosy and I have spent uncounted hours giggling

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And not because Thanksgiving is next week. Ever hear folks say that turkeys are so dumb that they look up at the rain and drown themselves? Though I heard that's an urban legend, I think I may be part turkey. I was in the shower today and I have that shower head that you can detach. So I detached it, did my bidness with it, and put it back. When I put it back on the wall the spray was

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Heh. Well, dear readers, I titled this post that simply because Woman of scorn is blogsurfing and absolutely hates to find those things on people's blogs. I have to say I agree with her. I mean WTF is the point? If people are reading your blog they can tell what mood you're in. Am I wrong? Anyways.... So it's been a few days. Still nothing much is going on; unless you count that it has been a

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I really hate it when folks have stank breath. And not just stank breath, but ass breath. You know the kind I am talking about. It's the kind that if you concentrate hard enough, you can almost see the green gas crawling out of the gaping assmouth hole. There is no excuse for ass breath. You can TASTE when you have ass breath, go brush your teeth if there are any bristles left, assmouth.

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Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

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Ya know, some of my best memories I have as a child is of my mom cooking in the kitchen. I can remember going to sleep to the smells of meatballs frying, and tomato sauce simmering on the stove in preparation of our Christmas lasagna. See, with my mom being Italian, it was pasta for the holidays heh. Lasagna for Christmas, ravioli for Easter, sometimes manicotti. It was great. So to ease my

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Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss!!!!! Ok, so I'm a little overly excited. My team just won and became bowl eligible. FINALLY! Praises be. Yeah I know, most of you probably care less about college football (I know Womanofscorn hates it heh) but I LURVE it. And for the past 15 years I've been a devout South Carolina Gamecocks fan. And trust me, they've been shitty. I mean they went a year or two

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Sometimes fear keeps me up at night. Why is night time always the worst for feelings of fear? At night I have butterflies in my stomach. I think of the worst scenarios and my biggest fears. Always at night. I thought as I grew older things would change. I had this feeling that it was because I was young and things go bump in the night. But I'm an adult now, and things are the same. At

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Frankly I didn't give a flying fuck who won or not. But I gotta say for all the Kerry lovers out there. He conceded, what does that say about him? Just curious.

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Well tomorrow is election day. Praises be, hallelujah. Finally over with all this crap. Wahooo! I have never in all of my life seen as many damned political sites and blogs as I have this year. I think they bred on the net. Really, I do. So I won't be participating in the grand "trying to swing your vote" spectacle. It's a free country. Vote for Elmer Fudd for all I care. Don't vote at all. It's

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It's all fun and games, til someone loses an eye! Imagine that phrase being said in front of a teacher w/a glass eye. D'oh!

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I have 2 things to share this fine evening. #1) Because it tickles me so to share the joy of Ashlee and Womanofscorn.... #2) For those who have Comedy Central, I encourage you to check out the show called "Wanda Does It." If at all possible, try to catch the episode where she becomes a 'professional ho.' It is a half hour well spent. She is my hero. Carry on Wanda, you do us all proud. That is

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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ok I know everyone's probably heard about this already, but I wasn't online yesterday so I'm just getting to it. And because one of Womanofscorn's FAVORITE things to do is to get me on the phone and yell........ 'HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY. Seems like I can finally lay my head on something real...." Yes, she serenades me with Ashlee Simpson's "Pieces

Loki's Concubinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10664375928153228214noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1098731603506693812004-10-25T11:53:00.000-07:002004-10-25T12:13:23.506-07:00

I don't want to get all nasty graphic, but I think at the moment I should be named "Mary, Queen of Shits" or something like that. And no, my name's not Mary. Seriously though, I can't remember being this sick for so long. Not even when I had mega-food poisoning and was passed out for a weekend on my DEATH BED. It only lasted two days... then it was buhbye. This is day #5. *sob whimper* It's

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Oh where to begin. At work. I know why folks say there are certain things you shouldn't talk about at your job, and yes, politics is a definite no no. So I don't vote, so fucking sue me. Why don't I vote? Why should I? Everything stays fucked up in American anyway. I can see no difference no matter who is president or not. And no, I don't complain about the way things are, I accept it cuz

Woman of Scornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16472371584421539087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077119.post-1098409300368108592004-10-21T18:37:00.000-07:002004-10-21T18:41:40.370-07:00

I hate it when my body makes noises that sound like a grenade blowing up inside a thick rubber tire. Yeah, don't even try it...... you know what I'm saying.

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Well now that I have your attention, just thought I'd drop in to say hello. Still nothing new really going on, heh aren't you just enthralled with my exciting life. I'm still attempting to make a nifty pair of wings for my demon costume. Last night I spent a good bit of time drawing out the shape I wanted (I really suck at drawing stuff like that so I still feel they look kinda goobery) and

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We sat on my stoop, as was our custom in those days, and counted the planes as they flew by. As usual I felt awkward, wondering if he felt about me the same way I felt about him. We sat there, as friends do, giddy about the summer, wishing it would never end and just enjoying the hot summer night in good company. Conversation was minimal we've always had this understanding without having to

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Ya know, I really do like my job. I realize that I'm only three, going into four weeks of this new job, but I feel like I'm really helping people. I know I'm not operating on folks, saving their lives from fire, or any such dramatic events, but still... I feel like I'm helping. So you could ask yourself: How does cleaning out plastic kidneys (dialyzers) help humanity? Well it helps out in

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WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC! Yes yes, it's the most wonderful time of the year. It's the hap happiest season of alllllllllllllllll! Why? Cuz it is COLD OUTSIDE!!! Well relatively cold anyhow. Today I had to wear mah HOODIE....yes...my sweatshirtish thang w/a hood attatched. Right now my lovebuds are perky and attentive cuz it's COLD up in this bitch of a house! I consider 60's cold

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Ya know, I never really knew how many 'sick' people were out there. Other than myself. Yes, I freely admit that I have some strange fetishes (although licking feet is NOT one of them). Still and so, it never ceases to amaze me how many people come to our blog after searching for "midget tossing" or some form thereof. I have to give kudos to Womanofscorn for having the hot topic. I bet all you

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That was for El Jefe, who will never know of this blog....... but who I will pick at anyway... his high school mascot was the "redbugs" aka "chiggers". How pitiful. HAH! I wouldn't even bring this up, but alas...... Friday the Mother unit and I went tromping off to the beach for a day of fun and frolicking and I got eat up with chiggers. Yeah, what fun! And the sucky thing is that I only ended

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The comments are now fixed. Thanks to those who mentioned it to us so we could get if fixed. And here we were just talking last night about how no one loved us anymore. heh. So we expect to see some farkin comments. You knows you all our bitches. well...... ok so we're yours. That is all.

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AKA insurance lawyers. Ok, so I don't believe in Satan, but damnit if there IS one then these people are his second in command. Do these a-holes even HAVE a conscience? Cuz I don't think they do. Wouldn't it be nice to see them down on their knees, in a large pile of broken glass, being forced to give oral pleasure to some grungy oompa loompa (you can thank SJ for the wonka reference) while

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That has got to be the first time I've ever heard those words. Usually "small" and "you" don't go in the same sentence, but today they did. And not in a good way. Today was my annual visit to the pussy doctor. Normally this visit goes well. I don't have to get blood drawn anymore because I'm old enough, but I do still have to have my love hole rooted around in. There was a new doctor in the

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