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| I quit writing a personal diary about two or three years ago because I started using an online journal. It was pretty neat that other people got to see what I was thinking and it soon became clear that my blog got a lot of traffic. But it made me nervous that someone I didn't know or didn't want to read my blog, could. After awhile I slowly stopped writing. It's hard after all this time to get into a blog that again, anyone can see or comment on. I love to blog, it really made my life a lot easier to spill my guts now and then and let everyone know how I was feeling. But I'm making this personal. Fake digits is for me now. To document my life, my feelings, my failures and my triumphs. It's going to be a place that I can look deep within myself and figure out just where I'm headed. | | |
| Today would've been the day that I came home from the U.K. Instead, today I am going to hang out with some friends that I love.
I came home early (December 10) to surprise some people. Sorry I didn't give you the chance to take a convoy to Columbus and pick me up at the airport. I'm kinda disappointed about that myself. But I made the trip by myself and no worse for wear.
So far from my previous list of things I'd like to eat, I've eaten:
» eggs
» Lucky Charms
» STEAK (at Logan's no less)
» loaded baked potato
» beef jerky
» pizza rolls
» WAFFLES
and of course:
» TACO BELL (my first meal back home)
Still working on:
- peas
- chicken alfredo
- cinnamon rolls (sitting in the fridge)
- bacon
- biscuits
- chili
- potato salad
- stuffing
I'm working on it.
I will post again at least one more time and then I will not post again in fake digits. It's served its purpose, it's ready for bed.
Peace out readers | | |
| My dog died Friday. He was 15 years old, we'd had him since I was 6. I loved him... he was a great dog and I'll miss singing and talking to him. He didn't mind to listen.
I went to see him before I left for Wales. I told him I loved him and it was ok for him to go if he was ready...
... I guess he decided he was...
In Loving Memory of Jake | | |
| I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true...
All I want for Christmas is
You... yeah yeah
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
And I, Don't care about presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you...
You baby
Oh I won't ask for much this Christmas
I won't even wish for snow
And I, I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeer click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
You baby
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need -
won't you please bring my baby to me...
Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is
You baby
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|  | Currently Listening
Build Me Up Buttercup: The Complete Pye Collection
By The Foundations
"Why do ya build me up, buttacup baby just to let me down and mess me around... I need you more than anyone darlin" dahdahdah, I don't know what it says right theeeeeere... "Build me up, buttacup, don't break my heart!!!"
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What is your favorite color?
I need to know tonight.
P.S. It smells like vinegar or B.O. in the computer lab... I'm not sure which one... | | |
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