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  <title>Be a Bridge Builder</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 00:15:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hi guys!!&amp;nbsp; I know I don&apos;t post much anymore but I wanted to let you know that I am getting married!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, February 27th at 9:00 PM Terrell proposed!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; It was the picture perfect proposal and we are both SO excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have set a tentative date of August 29th so be prepared!&amp;nbsp; Mark those calendars!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More excitement to come later!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 20:09:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*grumble*</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long i can just sit here at work and do nothing...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lets see how long I can get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so anti-work today.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m grumpy and I don&apos;t wanna be here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I&amp;nbsp;could get the radio station i like to work in this office.&amp;nbsp; Every 20 minutes or so I have to go and rearrange the antenna. Its this new station called &amp;quot;JACK&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; They play eeeevvverrrryyyything.&amp;nbsp; It makes me smile.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;mean.. this is how random it is...&amp;nbsp; I actually heard that Vanilla Ice song from the old Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie... where they are dancing in that club?&amp;nbsp; Oh come on.. you know you remember it!&amp;nbsp; Thats what I mean by everything.&amp;nbsp; Hair bands, hard rock, 80&apos;s music, new stuff, EVEN cheesy rap from the early 90&apos;s.&amp;nbsp; YESSSSSS my kind of radio station!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess that I am sooooo ready to move back to Lubbock.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m getting so tired of traveling back and forth.&amp;nbsp; I just want to stay there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve even been looking at the job postings in LBK.&amp;nbsp; Don&apos;t get me wrong. I LIKE my job.&amp;nbsp; Its the best job I&apos;ve ever had.&amp;nbsp;I was just promoted and i have my&amp;nbsp;own office (where i can goof off apparently :-P)&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m just becoming increasingly unhappy in Odessa.&amp;nbsp; Odessa is a depressing place. Especially when&amp;nbsp;you have the living circumstances I have.&amp;nbsp; *sigh*&amp;nbsp; I probably won&apos;t move for a while.&amp;nbsp; I just wish the time for me to move back would get here faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have another confession.&amp;nbsp; This colder weather has me ready to put up Christmas decs.&amp;nbsp; CRAZINESS...&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m very tempted to start listening to Christmas music too.&amp;nbsp; Yes I know.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m strange. Actually, I don&apos;t WANT&amp;nbsp;Christmas to get here as much as I&amp;nbsp;just want the &amp;quot;season&amp;quot; to be here.&amp;nbsp; If CHristmas is here, that means that my birthday has already passed and I am NOT ready to be *whispers* &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller&quot;&gt;twenty-six&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Nope.&amp;nbsp; Not ready.&amp;nbsp; Maybe this will be the year I decide to pretend I&apos;m 25 for the next 10 birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY... I guess I&apos;d better start working.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;GUESS..........&amp;nbsp; I also need to go adjust my antenna.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 23:01:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yipes!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realized how horrible my grammar was in my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 18:57:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We&apos;ve got ourselves a real WINNER here!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Amy here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing a post on the clock..&amp;nbsp; YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be soooo glad when i stop taking applications for this receptionist gig..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl that just left:&lt;br /&gt;-ragged jean shorts and a t shirt&lt;br /&gt;-piercings all on her face. A couple i can understand somewhat.. but....... wow. painful.&lt;br /&gt;-didn&apos;t have a pen to fill out the application with&lt;br /&gt;-said &amp;quot;I saw the ad in the paper so i thought what the hell?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;-hadn&apos;t even graduated from high school&lt;br /&gt;-was not at her last employer for 3 months before she quit.&lt;br /&gt;-misspelled RECEPTIONIST twice on the application. R-E-S-E-P-T-I-O-N-U-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No folks... not making this stuff up.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 17:52:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just a tip..</title>
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  <description>When you are jobless or looking for a job and walk into a potential employer&apos;s office&amp;nbsp;to fill out an application&amp;nbsp;pry that cell phone away from your ear long enough to pay attention to the person that is handing you the application (and will be reviewing it as well). And for goodness sakes... IDK... wear something other than jeans and a t-shirt???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, that girl&apos;s application is going to go in the &lt;strike&gt;trash &lt;/strike&gt;bottom of the stack along with the gum smacker and the girl that misspelled &amp;quot;filing&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;bilingual&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;when listing her many wonderful qualities.&amp;nbsp; Really?&amp;nbsp; Filling is one of your talents? And you&apos;re bylingal&amp;nbsp;huh?&amp;nbsp;What is this bylingal you speak of.... no comprende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*head desk*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 05:45:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Soooo... yeah..</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say I&apos;ve been MIA..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;promise to update more later.. but for now I just wanted to let &lt;strike&gt;all 2 of you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;everyone in the world&amp;nbsp;know that I&apos;m still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I have an annoying headache of death so its bedtime for Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 02:03:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YAY!</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CINDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 17:40:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*sigh*</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;The world has lost an amazingly talented and awesome person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noel Lopez was murdered at a construction site in Seattle on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has really hit me hard.&amp;nbsp; We weren&apos;t close.&amp;nbsp; But we had several classes together in high school.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was such a good person in high school.&amp;nbsp; He and I shared many talks and laughs in art class. From what I witnessed, he treated everyone as an equal.&amp;nbsp; And that is an amazing feat in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t care what the circumstances were.&amp;nbsp; He didn&apos;t deserve this... not at all.&amp;nbsp; No one does... but Noel?&amp;nbsp; With that much talent and spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace Noel Lopez.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You will be missed tremendously.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 03:40:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ZOMG! I ROFL&apos;ED!</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;img class=&quot;reflect&quot; height=&quot;386&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2012/2282655987_df01669dcd.jpg?v=0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;reflect&quot; height=&quot;292&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3138/2283442064_a4897dd789.jpg?v=0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;photoImgDiv&quot; style=&quot;WIDTH: 502px&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;reflect&quot; height=&quot;292&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2267/2283442516_9aa64a12ab.jpg?v=0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;reflect&quot; height=&quot;353&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;326&quot; src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2254/2283645489_e19e32d115.jpg?v=0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More can be found @ &lt;a href=&quot;http://flickr.com/photos/boyshapedbox/sets/72157603957925616/&quot;&gt;http://flickr.com/photos/boyshapedbox/sets/72157603957925616/&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 00:48:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GAAHHH</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;If I live in this house much longer I&apos;m going to have to figure out where to hide the bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 21:11:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fun madlib meme</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Dear Terrell,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t really know how to tell you this, but our horoscopes don&apos;t match.&amp;nbsp; I think I realized it when i changed tennis shoes under the bus and I saw you carve your initials into Manchester United&apos;s goalkeeper.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m sure you&apos;re man enough to understand that there is no solution to this.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m returning your ring to you, but I&apos;ll keep your photo as a memory.&amp;nbsp; You should also know that I never liked our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off now,&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Madlib format&quot;&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your LJ),&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t really know how to tell you this, but ___1___. I think I realized it ___2___ ___3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I&apos;m sure you&apos;re ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I&apos;m returning ___8___ to you, but I&apos;ll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___12___,&lt;br /&gt;-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What&apos;s the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I&apos;ll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn&apos;t match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You&apos;re a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I&apos;m selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You&apos;re a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I&apos;m in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women&apos;s clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What&apos;s the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What&apos;s the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United&apos;s goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;House - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I&apos;ve felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn&apos;t exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we&apos;re cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I&apos;m allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I&apos;m open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What&apos;s the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David&apos;s tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 18:51:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Something to fill up that time between Christmas and New Years.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I just had a long weekend because of Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I work today, Thursday, and Friday and then I have another long weekend because of New Years.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost not worth it to be at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the money thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the not being bored outta my mind thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention money? Cuz, yeah.&amp;nbsp; Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll talk more later. For now, its time to go back to work after a filling meal of Christmas leftovers. :-)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 06:04:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I want a big one!!</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Christmas is a few days away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super wonderful sister&amp;nbsp; and her hubby will be visiting for a couple of days and I&apos;m looking forward to it!&amp;nbsp; She says she&apos;s bringing some wine for me to try which is PERFECT because I have been craving wine like crazy.&amp;nbsp; It will fun to see how my mom reacts.&amp;nbsp; She is a big anti-alcohol person so it&apos;ll be interesting to see if she keeps her mouth shut about it or not.&amp;nbsp; Anyone wanna take bets on how red her face will get? :-P&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear...... I have got to get on the ball and start working out again after New Years.&amp;nbsp; I was doing really good about working out and then I got really sick and was ill for a very long time.&amp;nbsp; I got out of the habit and never started again.&amp;nbsp; At the new job, there is ALWAYS food.&amp;nbsp; Vendors or customers bring us food all the time and it sits literally a couple of feet away in front of my desk.&amp;nbsp; Combine that with the holiday goodies and I have a feeling I&apos;m expanding at an alarming rate.&amp;nbsp; So its back to the grindstone for me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of work, I L-O-V-E my job!!!!!&amp;nbsp; It is so awesome.&amp;nbsp; I really think I hit the jackpot with this one. All the people are fantastic... I have become a member of the family very quickly and it feels like I&apos;ve been working there for ages.&amp;nbsp; I am very blessed to have found such a wonderful place to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you have a great Christmas! To those of you that are traveling: Stay safe!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 18:40:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have a case of the Muuuundays.</title>
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  <description>T oday is a miserable day outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I slam one more finger into something, get one more paper cut, bite my tongue again, drop something, bump into one more thing... I might scream or turn tail and go straight to bed and not wake up til tomorrow..&amp;nbsp; yes folks.. Amy is severely accident proned today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.... Back to work.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 00:05:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Is There a Santa Claus?</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;From the Editorial Page of &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;The New York Sun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Francis P. Church, September 21, 1897&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We take pleasure in answering thus prominently the communication below, expressing at the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among the friends of &lt;i&gt;The Sun:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#a52a2a&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Dear Editor--I am 8 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Papa says, &apos;If you see it in &lt;i&gt;The Sun&lt;/i&gt;, it&apos;s so.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;Virginia O&apos;Hanlon&lt;br /&gt;115 West Ninety-fifth Street&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Virginia, your little friends are wrong.&amp;nbsp; They have been affected by the scepticism of a sceptical age.&amp;nbsp; They do not believe except they see.&amp;nbsp; They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds.&amp;nbsp; All minds, Virginia, whether they be men&apos;s or children&apos;s are little.&amp;nbsp; In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy.&amp;nbsp; Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus!&amp;nbsp; It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias.&amp;nbsp; There would be no child-like faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence.&amp;nbsp; We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight.&amp;nbsp; The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not believe in Santa Claus!&amp;nbsp; You might as well not believe in fairies!&amp;nbsp; You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove?&amp;nbsp; Nobody sees Santa Claus, &lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt; that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus.&amp;nbsp; The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see.&amp;nbsp; Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn?&amp;nbsp; Of course not, but that&apos;s no proof that they are not there.&amp;nbsp; Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You tear apart the baby&apos;s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart.&amp;nbsp; Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond.&amp;nbsp; Is it all real?&amp;nbsp; Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No Santa Claus!&amp;nbsp; Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever.&amp;nbsp; A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.magazineusa.com/images2/originals/cr_cc_SantaSixtythree.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 04:51:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Its Beginning to Look Alot Like Christmas..</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Its finally getting colder and all the stores are decked out in Christmas decorations.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I looooooove Christmas and one of my favorite things about it are the movies and the shows!! I’m one of those crazy people that watches shows like “White Christmas” year round, but in honor of the season making an appearance at the same time as the cold weather here’s some quotes from some of my favorite Christmas shows and movies to get us all in the mood!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;A Charlie Brown Christmas (1965)&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linus Van Pelt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: Gee. Do they still make wooden Christmas Trees?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lucy Van Pelt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: Are you afraid of responsibility? If you are, then you have hypengyophobia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I don&apos;t think that&apos;s quite it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lucy Van Pelt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: How about cats? If you&apos;re afraid of cats, you have ailurophasia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Well, sort of, but I&apos;m not sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lucy Van Pelt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Are you afraid of staircases? If you are, then you have climacaphobia. Maybe you have thalassophobia. This is fear of the ocean, or gephyrobia, which is the fear of crossing bridges. Or maybe you have pantophobia. Do you think you have pantophobia? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: What&apos;s pantophobia? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lucy Van Pelt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: The fear of everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: THAT&apos;S IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: Thanks for the Christmas card you sent me, Violet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Violet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I didn&apos;t send you a Christmas card, Charlie Brown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Don&apos;t you know sarcasm when you hear it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: [&lt;i&gt;shouting in desperation&lt;/i&gt;] Isn&apos;t there anyone out there who can tell me what Christmas is all about? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Linus Van Pelt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Sure, Charlie Brown, I can tell you. Lights, please. &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;a spotlight shines on Linus&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Linus Van Pelt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &quot;And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the fields, keeping watch over their flocks by night. And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the lord shone round about them, and they were [&lt;i&gt;soer&lt;/i&gt;] afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not, for behold, I bring unto you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you this day is born in the City of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; you shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel, a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God, and saying, &apos;Glory to God in the highest, and on Earth peace, good will toward men&apos;&quot;. That&apos;s what Christmas is all about, Charlie brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Linus Van Pelt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: Charlie Brown, you&apos;re the only person I know who can take a wonderful season like Christmas and turn it into a problem. Maybe Lucy&apos;s right. Of all the Charlie Browns in the world, you&apos;re the Charlie Browniest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;White Christmas (1954)&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;White Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: When what&apos;s left of you gets around to what&apos;s left to be gotten, what&apos;s left to be gotten won&apos;t be worth getting, whatever it is you&apos;ve got left.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bob Wallace&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: When I figure out what that means I&apos;ll come up with a crushing reply.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: I want you to get married. I want you to have nine children. And if you only spend five minutes a day with each kid, that&apos;s forty-five minutes, and I&apos;d at least have time to go out and get a massage or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: How can a guy *that* ugly have the nerve to have sisters? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bob Wallace&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Very brave parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: In some ways, you&apos;re far superior to my cocker spaniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joe, Adjutant Captain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: That&apos;s not the way to Headquarters! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gen. Thomas F. Waverly&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Joe, *you* know that, and *I* know that, but the General doesn&apos;t! At least he won&apos;t for the next two hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joe, Adjutant Captain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: That sergeant will be a private in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gen. Thomas F. Waverly&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i&gt;wearily&lt;/i&gt;] Yes, isn&apos;t he lucky.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: We like to take care of our friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Betty Haynes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: But we&apos;re practically strangers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Uh, we like to take care of that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Betty Haynes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: But I don&apos;t understand. Why are you doing this? I mean, what&apos;s in it for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Forty-five minutes all to myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bob Wallace&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: I have a feeling I&apos;m not going to like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I have a feeling you&apos;re gonna hate it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: [&lt;i&gt;sighs&lt;/i&gt;] I don&apos;t know what&apos;s going on, but he has that Rodgers and Hammerstein look in his eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Betty Haynes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Is that bad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Not bad, but always expensive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;Bob Wallace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;Wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: How much is &quot;wow&quot;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bob Wallace&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: It&apos;s right in between, uh, &quot;ouch&quot; and &quot;boing&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phil Davis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Wow!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Miracle on 34th Street (1947)&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Miracle on 34th Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;District Attorney&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: What is your name? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kris Kringle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Kris Kringle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;District Attorney&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Where do you live? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kris Kringle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: That&apos;s what this hearing will decide.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kris Kringle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: You see, Mrs. Walker, this is quite an opportunity for me. For the past 50 years or so I&apos;ve been getting more and more worried about Christmas. Seems we&apos;re all so busy trying to beat the other fellow in making things go faster and look shinier and cost less that Christmas and I are sort of getting lost in the shuffle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fred Gailey&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: Faith is believing when common sense tells you not to. Don&apos;t you see? It&apos;s not just Kris that&apos;s on trial, it&apos;s everything he stands for. It&apos;s kindness and joy and love and all the other intangibles.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kris Kringle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: You know what the imagination is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Susan Walker&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, sure. That&apos;s when you see things, but they&apos;re not really there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kris Kringle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Well, that can be caused by other things, too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alfred, Macy’s janitor&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: There&apos;s a lot of bad &apos;isms&apos; floatin&apos; around this world, but one of the worst is commercialism.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fred Gailey&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;: Your Honor, every one of these letters is addressed to Santa Claus. The Post Office has delivered them. Therefore the Post Office Department, a branch of the Federal Government, recognizes this man Kris Kringle to be the one and only Santa Claus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Hyperlink1&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Judge Henry X. Harper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Uh, since the United States Government declares this man to be Santa Claus, this court will not dispute it. Case dismissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll probably do more later..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;So there&apos;s been a surprising new development in my life.&amp;nbsp; A new job&amp;nbsp;basically fell&amp;nbsp;into my lap on Monday.&amp;nbsp; As most of you know, I quit the hospital job because it was such a hostile work environment that I basically dreaded going&amp;nbsp;to work every day.&amp;nbsp; Just to keep money rolling in til I found something else, I began working at Mervyns.&amp;nbsp; So far, I&apos;ve enjoyed it for the most part and wasn&apos;t really looking for a new job since I&amp;nbsp;just started THIS one in September.&amp;nbsp; I do admit that the huge pay cut was starting to show in my finances though.&amp;nbsp;On Monday, a&amp;nbsp;long-time family friend called me to let&amp;nbsp;me know about a job opening&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;Odessa Pumps.&amp;nbsp; They basically make and sell pumps and the&amp;nbsp;pump parts to oil companies and other businesses.&amp;nbsp; Its a&amp;nbsp;family owned business thats actually quite large&amp;nbsp;(they have branches all across the state).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He works there as a mechanic&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;let me know that one of the secretarial positions just opened up.&amp;nbsp; I had an interview&amp;nbsp;yesterday and&amp;nbsp;even though there were several candidates for the job, they picked me today!&amp;nbsp; So, Yay!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I grew up around this kind of atmosphere so it will be nice to work&amp;nbsp;in a laidback workplace.&amp;nbsp; I will have responsibilities but unlike the hospital, I won&apos;t be the ONLY one trying to be responsible for EVERYTHING.&amp;nbsp; There are several people who share the workload.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will be getting paid well with many&amp;nbsp;chances for raises.&amp;nbsp;I will work M-F, 40 hours a week. &amp;nbsp;I will have benefits and they&amp;nbsp;even have a scholarship program when I decide to go back to school!&amp;nbsp; I start on the 26th.&amp;nbsp; Because this job popped&amp;nbsp;up out of no where I went ahead and&amp;nbsp;agreed to continue working at Mervyns at least thru the holiday season but I changed my availability to a couple of nights a week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After the holidays, I&apos;ll decide if I can keep working two jobs or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fed up with my voice.&amp;nbsp; I was sick for a long time and on top of all that was wrong with me, my vocal chords became infected.&amp;nbsp; I couldn&apos;t speak at all and was even ordered not to.&amp;nbsp; My voice is back, but its not the same.&amp;nbsp; Its really weak and rough around the edges, almost like I&apos;ve smoked most my life..&amp;nbsp;and I can&apos;t sing for the life of me which I need to be able to do.&amp;nbsp; Our huge, massive&amp;nbsp;Christmas celebration is coming up at church and they kinda need all the 1st sopranos they can get.&amp;nbsp; At this moment the most I can hope for is 2nd alto at best. (I don&apos;t want to sing alto..) It is frusterating me to no end.&amp;nbsp; I am afraid that&amp;nbsp;I damaged my vocal chords permanently because I went for a while without knowing I had an infection.&amp;nbsp; So, I&apos;d try to force talking at work and on the phone.&amp;nbsp; *shakes head* here&apos;s hoping it gets completely better.&amp;nbsp;Other than the logical &quot;don&apos;t talk or sing as much as possible&quot; plan, anyone have special rememdies or suggestions for keeping my voice in good shape and continuing to heal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well thats it.&amp;nbsp; GO TECH! Beat OU? Please? por favor?&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 00:08:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>He told me to stay in da house...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m sick..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been sick for&amp;nbsp;several days.&amp;nbsp; I think it was some sort of mutated form of the flu that morphed into a cold that morphed into something else that caused me to lose my voice cuz, well, i&amp;nbsp;sound like a&amp;nbsp;60 yr old&amp;nbsp;male smoker half the time and like absolutely nothing/silence/dead air the rest of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to go to work yesterday and worked a&amp;nbsp;9 hour shift.&amp;nbsp; Then i woke up today and my body said &quot;oh no!&quot; and my mind said &quot;what you talkin&apos;&amp;nbsp;&apos;bout WIllis?&quot; and my mouth said &quot;_______&quot;,&amp;nbsp; So my mom had to call the job to let them know I couldn&apos;t make it for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD go to the doctor.&amp;nbsp; That would be the smart thing to do.&amp;nbsp; But my 85 yr old doctor has gone psycho so I&apos;m in between docs right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i am supposed to dress up for work tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Since I&apos;ve been sick I haven&apos;t had a chance to find a costume so I&apos;ll probably just go as a nurse since I have the scrubs. (and hey, any&amp;nbsp;reason to wear sneakers and pjs to&amp;nbsp;work, right?)&amp;nbsp; I, unfortunately, can&apos;t use the ol&apos; I love Lucy costume that I&apos;ve used the last few years. :-(&amp;nbsp;The Red wig has bit the dust and its just not Lucy without red hair! But it sure was a great costume! :-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd186/txtechangel01/lucycostume.jpg&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <lj:music>The music of Glenn Miller</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The music of Glenn Miller</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Oct 2007 23:32:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GO RED RAIDERS!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+0&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&quot;We&apos;re going to win in 2007. Thats a guarantee. I promise you.&quot; -Texas A&amp;amp;M RB Jovorskie Lane&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Crabtree&apos;s got to bring his A-game when he faces Danny Gorrer&quot; -Texas A&amp;amp;M DB Danny Gorrer&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Last year was just a fluke&quot; -Texas A&amp;amp;M LB Mark Dodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jovorski Lane, Danny Gorrer, and Mark Dodge,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Don&apos;t ever say something to the media that you know you can&apos;t back up.&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The Red Raider Nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; Give Coach Fran our love!&amp;nbsp; He will be missed.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Byyyeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;TEXAS TECH - 35&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993300&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;TEXAS A&amp;amp;M&amp;nbsp;- 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Oct 2007 03:32:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>First off, C. here&apos;s your icon with the pumpkin! Happy now? :-P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, for the sake of randomness there are two commercials I absolutely cannot stand. The first is that STUPID Dr. Pepper commercial with the STUPID fat football player doing a STUPID dance!! ....STUPID!.... Its on so much and I hate the commercial with so many fibers of my being that I am totally ANTI-Dr. Pepper right now. Come on people!! He stops in the endzone and pulls a 16 oz. bottle out of his SOCK?!?!?! Dude.. how could you do that? And how could a fat guy get on top of a goal post? And what magical powers does he have that I don&apos;t have that gives him the ability to open a bottle of coke after running down a football field with it in his sock without it fizzing over?!?!?!?!?!?! Arg..... maybe I just see it all the time because I watch a lot of football, but even so, IT HAS GOT TO GO!!!!! NO MORE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*catches her breath* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other commercial I can&apos;t take anymore is that commercial where the nephew of some race car driver is on a go cart track and is griping about how his uncle doesn&apos;t do...something...right.. and the kid does everything right... and gripes...and gripes... and gripes. I don&apos;t even know what the hell is being advertised here. All I do is focus on how utterly annoying one 9-12 yr old can possibly be! The expressions he makes! OMG! Another &quot;arg&quot; moment here. I h-a-t-e watching that kid gripe about everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I know, I can probably just change the channel, but I&apos;m watching that channel for a reason and I should be able to stay on one channel without being annoyed by some stupid kid or some stupid fat football player. Its my RIGHT &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(gloooory, glooory halleluia)&lt;/font&gt; as a citizen &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(glooory gloory halleluia)&lt;/font&gt; of the UNITED &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(gloory, gloory)&lt;/font&gt; STATES &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(halleluia)&lt;/font&gt; OF AMERICA! &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(His truth is marching ooooooonnnnnn)&lt;/font&gt; *end patriotic music*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it sad that I&apos;d vote for a candidate for President if he&apos;d promise to stop those commercials? :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......I digress.........&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2007 14:56:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Reply to this post, and I will list three things I love about you. Maybe more than three. Then repost to your own journal and spread the love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 21:25:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>1. To whom did you last give the finger?&lt;br /&gt; I don&apos;t generally just flip the bird.. but if i did, I was probably joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you had 1,000 dollars what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt; I have several options.  I would either 1) save up for a downpayment on a new (to me) car, 2)Save it for my future wedding. (NOOOO I am not engaged or even WITH anyone right now but I&apos;ve been watching a lot of wedding shows lately out of boredom and I have realized how much they cost and I might as well get a head start. :-P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?:&lt;br /&gt; Strange question..  no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you different now than you were 6 months ago?:&lt;br /&gt; I think I am. Unfortunately, it may not be for the better, but I&apos;m trying to rectify that! (Rectification began with quitting a job that was slowly making me want to shove sporks into every orfice of my body.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you been anywhere exciting in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt; Work.......church.....work.......nail salon.....  nope.. not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was the last photograph you took?:&lt;br /&gt;A picture of my doggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Where were you last night around 9:30?:&lt;br /&gt;Right here watching Ghost Hunters (coolest show evah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you think of guys that wear eyeliner?&lt;br /&gt; Some guys can really pull it off (i.e. Johnny Depp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many hours did you last sleep?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....... went to bed at 10 pm.  Woke up at noon today. Hey.. no jabs! Yesterday I had to be a work at FIVE AM so I was a tad sleepy and had the day off! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person to whom you spoke on the phone for over an hour?&lt;br /&gt;Probably Terrell.. don&apos;t remember when that was though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 50 Cent shows up at your door, what do you do?:&lt;br /&gt; I probably wouldn&apos;t know that it was a celeb, like the huge dork I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How was the last egg you ate prepared?&lt;br /&gt; Scrambled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When did you last wear sunglasses?:&lt;br /&gt; A long time ago.. I lost my sunglasses and haven&apos;t bought new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Ever worn your underwear backwards?&lt;br /&gt; uh....no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who was the last person to smoke a cigarette in your presence?:&lt;br /&gt; uh...... Probably either Kim&apos;s hubby or the people at the job I quit a couple of weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. does it bother you when people put &amp;&amp; before every sentence and ;;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards?&lt;br /&gt;never really noticed anyone doing that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What animal did you last pet or hold?:&lt;br /&gt; Angel.. my standard poodle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What was the last law you broke?:&lt;br /&gt;Not really a law breaker by nature... probably speeding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A t-shirt and some pj bottoms (going with my &quot;day off&quot; theme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What did you think of your last kiss?&lt;br /&gt; That I didn&apos;t want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What was the last newspaper you read or skimmed?:&lt;br /&gt; The Daily Toreador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What was the last word written on your hand?:&lt;br /&gt; No effing clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What was the last hair product you used?&lt;br /&gt;hair spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last text message you received?&lt;br /&gt; It was a video of the Goin&apos; Band at the game a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What was the last medication (Rx or OTC) you took?:&lt;br /&gt; Birth control, pain killers, and allergy meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Who was the last person to make you really laugh?:&lt;br /&gt; Kimmy poooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. To what song did you last sing along?:&lt;br /&gt; Some oldies song that was on the oldies station on my way home from work yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What was the last musical instrument played in your presence?:&lt;br /&gt;Piano at choir practice last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was the last superstitious thing you did?:&lt;br /&gt; wow.. hmm.. i have no idea.  Didn&apos;t step on a crack?  lol.. heck if I know.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 04:32:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Let&apos;s get Physical! Physical!</title>
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  <description>I TOTALLY didn&apos;t wanna work out tonight but I TOTALLY did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 03:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The longest update known to man</title>
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  <description>Upon request, here’s an update.  :-)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car:&lt;br /&gt;The car and I go way back.  It’s a ’93 Chevy Lumina and has always been a reliable car.  My dad drove it before me and I can’t count the number of times it made its little way to Houston and back or to Lubbock and back.  Needless to say, Its led a good life and has served my family well.   Lately I’ve been hearing this “flapping” or “knocking” sound.  I only hear it when the car is driving (so, not when its idle at a stop light or something).  And the noise goes the speed of my car.  So when I am speeding up, it gets faster, slowing down? It slows down.  I travel to Lubbock quite frequently and I am so scared its going to die in between the two towns because the noise is getting louder.  I don’t have the money to go to a mechanic so, question.  Do ANY of you know someone in the Midland/Odessa area that would take a look at my car before next Thursday (I have vacation time from work so I’ve had plans in the works to go out of town)??  I can’t pay them but I can pay for whatever parts would be required and dinner!  This is kinda an emergency.  I won’t have a peace of mind about it till I get something to happen. And I would be soooo willing to help if I can.  My daddy brought me up to be a little knowledgeable but I don’t wanna do something like this by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job:&lt;br /&gt;It has its ups and downs.  One downside is that I work in close quarters with 3 other women.  That in itself is probably the biggest problem.  All 4 of us come to work with baggage on a daily basis.  I know that work is work and your home life is your home life.  But when there are 4 girls, you tend to get buddy buddy and share your griefs with each other.   After everyone is comfortable with each other all hell breaks loose.  One person is comfortable enough to confide in another so that one person tells her that she doesn’t think ANOTHER girl is doing a good job at something.  Conflict.  So my conclusion is that it is NEVER a good idea to have an all girl staff.  Every girl that has ever walked the face of the planet is a drama queen in some form or another.  Put 4 drama queens in close proximity to each other.  Wow.  Now, see, I grew up having more male friends than female friends.  I played the trombone from 7th grade all the way thru college so all of my “impressionable” teenage and young adult years I was surrounded by testosterone with a spattering of girls thrown in.  All the drama is just wild to me.  Like I said, I think that’s my biggest problem.  I guess I forgot how to deal with all-girl drama.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, at least once a week, I get this incredible urge to go searching for a different job.  I know my job is a good job and the benefits are great.  Blah blah blah..  I’m not about to just up and quit unless I was sure that God was definitely leading me in another direction.  Another job has kind of crept its way up into my life but so far, there’s no firmness to it so I don’t even want to hold my breathe where that’s concerned. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Home Front:&lt;br /&gt; Meh..  Its been kind of a struggle.  I haven’t lived here in 5 years.  I have to bite my tongue on many occasions and usually spend most of my time in my bedroom.  Don’t get me wrong.  I spend time with my parents its just hard to for reasons I can’t really explain and no one would know unless they moved back home after a long stretch of NOT living at home.  Daddy is doing as good as can be expected, I guess.  He spends more and more time in bed.  He IS able to eat a lot more than he was so that’s good.  I’ve been cooking various meals for him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, its been an emotional rollercoaster.  A lot of the time, I don’t even want to be here.  And I feel horrible for those thoughts.  I know that I need to be here and wouldn’t forgive myself if I didn’t spend this time with my family.  But, I uprooted myself from a life I liked.. a place I was comfortable and moved home to a place where I don’t really feel “at home” anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just been a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM looking forward to this weekend.  BOTH of my sisters are going to be here!  This is the first time that has happened in a while.  So it should be a happy weekend. (don’t let that stop ya if you wanna help me work on my car though!!!!!!!!!! :-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health:&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been getting sick a lot lately and I found out why.  I had blood work done and found out that my red blood cells are smaller than they are supposed to be so they aren’t able to carry oxygen thru the body as well as they should.  A result is that my lymphs are low and my body has a hard time fighting infection.  My cholesterol is also a little off.  Ok.. really off.  The bad cholesterol is too high and the good cholesterol is too low.  Right now the doctor is just trying to keep me on a low cholesterol diet.  That and exercise will hopefully increase my immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of exercise, I’m still trying to lose weight and I’ve been walking/jogging at least 30 minutes in the evening.  Its better than nothing, right?  And while the weather is still good, might as well take advantage of it.  It also gets me out of the house for a little while for some “me” time.    So, we’ll see.  Once I start to get some more energy, I will probably move to bigger and better things, but for now, this is good and from what I have heard/read walking and jogging is the best form of steady exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see.. anything more to report..  uhm..  I finished the last Harry Potter while I was sick last week. (I had actually been sick for a long time and continuing to go to work but last week, the doctor MADE me stay home for two days to try to recooperate..lol I’m such a workaholic that I had to be forced to stay home.  Oh how we change..) Anyway, I felt so….lost when I finished because that means that I’m never going to anxiously await another installment.  I went into this depression that was only lifted by watching a Harry Potter movie! Haha.  I’m a freak, I know.  But it was a great book.  I read it so fast that I am going to read it again because I KNOW I missed quite a bit of detail because of my excitement.  I’ll try to post a review or something later. I’ll probably start reading it again this weekend.  For now, I’m re-reading a book called The Alchemist by Paulo Coehlo.  It is an amazing book and I highly recommend it to ANYONE.  It’s a short read too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright… if you’ve read this far, God bless you! You rock all kinds of socks off!  Have a good rest of the week!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 23:30:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sitting here watching Firefly (because I&apos;m cool like that).  How cool would it be to have friends like Mal, Inara, Kaylee..  etc.  Entertainment would ensue.  It&apos;d be great. I&apos;d have to watch my back with Jayne though..  :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..  Its been raining off and on for the past hour or so.  Those of you that have lived in West TX before, isn&apos;t this insane?  I think the climate is changing.  We haven&apos;t had this much rain in... EVER.  Since the Permian Basin was actually a sea a gazillion years ago.  I make trips to Lubbock every 2-3 weeks and its usually a dry, brown, icky bore of a drive.  Now its a lush, green, not totally baren bore of a drive.  Its NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m thinking about buying a new vehicle.  Actually, it probably won&apos;t be brand new..  but I&apos;m slowly trying to save up $2000 to make a good down payment on a really good USED car.  I&apos;m hoping for some 4-door car or a midsized SUV (kinda like my friend Kim&apos;s Equinox). Since I make frequent trips back and forth between Odessa and Lubbock, I&apos;d also like good gas mileage. And I can&apos;t drive a standard worth a crap load of berries so none of that. I probably won&apos;t have the downpayment for, like, 6 months so i have time to decide what I want.  Just throwing the question out there, what kind of car/SUV would you suggest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to the chiropractor on Tuesday.  My back has been driving me nuts for a long time.  Plus I get weird tingling sensations in my fingertips and toes sometimes.  This particular Chiropractor is really good and cheap.. so hopefully he can get me re-aligned or fix whatever is wrong with me.  He&apos;s not a &quot;Crack your bones&quot; type doctor.  He fixes you by using pressure points so it doesn&apos;t hurt at all but MAN does it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have said this before but I am trying to lose weight.... again.  I am horrible at this.  I have the worst time sticking to this one resolution.  What jump-started me this time is that 1)my sister can do it, so I should be able to (sibling rivarly, dontcha know) 2)I showed someone at work a picture of me 4 years ago and she was surprised. 3) I don&apos;t want to gain so much weight that I get diabetis like my father.  I&apos;m not obese... by any means.. just overweight.  I&apos;ve gained over 30 pounds since my grand daddy died and everything started with my dad and I&apos;d like to nip it in the bud. So, help?  Encouragement on a daily basis is always welcome.  I need people to nudge me and be like &quot;hey.. have you worked out today?&quot;  Or even better, anyone in Odessa want to start walking/jogging/join a gym?  SO, yeah, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *cries*</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2007 02:05:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>If I had a world of my own everything would be nonsense..</title>
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  <description>Hello out there in TV land! *waves frantically*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a teeny bit since I&apos;ve updated *cough*almost4months*cough*  And just so you know, that cough is sincere.  Apparently working at a hospital gets you sick.  Alert the media!  I&apos;ve had a BAAAA-AAAA-AAAAD case of the influenza since LAST Sunday and I&apos;m just now getting over it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work at a hospital now!.... in Odessa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda forgot some of you didn&apos;t know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a Diagnostic Assistant in the Radiology Lab. More specifically, the Breast Care Center.  More specifically, Old Woman Boobie Central.  Yes, the occasional younger woman boobie comes thru, but, for the most part. Yup.  Women who were alive during the depression, WWII and thought those dang hippies should have gotten haircuts and taken a cold bath.  Honestly, guys (and I mean the guys) I don&apos;t actually SEE the real boob most of the time so calm yourselves.  I just handle the x-rays of the boobs (but hey.. if that still turns you on, more power to ya). But oooh.... once a week, I take part in an opperation in the OR where I have to, very awkwardly, I must say, see and touch Old Woman Boobage. *shudders* But, other than that and all joking aside, I am pretty much a secretary and then some.  I do A LOT. More than I have ever had to do at a job before. Its a very hectic and fast paced environment and I have quite a bit of responisibility on my shoulders. I freaked out the first couple of days but I think I&apos;m hitting my stride. The technicians say that I learned everything faster than anyone they&apos;ve seen come thru in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about that moving thing. (I feel like I&apos;m going in reverse order but oh well. DEAL WITH IT :-P) It all happened really fast. I needed to move home to help out my parents with finances and such.  Mid-March I went to Odessa one weekend and went job hunting.  I perked the interest of the hopital.  Had a phone interview the following Tuesday.  Had an in person interview that Friday.  Had the job by Monday.  I started work on April 9th. Like I said.  Very sudden.  So sudden that it didn&apos;t really give me time to prepare for moving and leaving people in Lubbock.  It was hardest to say good-bye to Terrell, for sure.  I absolutely adore that boy and he is the best friend anyone could ever want or hope for.  It was very hard to have to let go of that and take it to a long distance friendship.  *sigh*  But, we&apos;re doin&apos; alright!  I just miss being able to SEE his smile and the twinkle in his eyes that can turn a bad day into a better one in 1 second flat. (Its a World Record..   Look it up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I guess thats enough for now. I loves you guys! :-)</description>
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