Haha! The best man of the boy happens to work at the same company where I’m working a temp job for six months! I’m going to tease that guy badly. He’s part Mexicano on his mom’s side and part white boy on his father’s side. He’s got the height and facial features of his dad but the attitude of his Mexican heritage – all respectful and such. Haha!
So the boy took a photo of my work badge and email it to his best man for laughs. Haha! Small world, indeed! I hate them all! God!
Gosh darn it, Mews! I can’t comment on yer blog! Now, I’ll just take that as a hint to `hush up`, go away and troll elsewhere! Waahh!
I’ve recently `replied` to a couple of OPEN forum discussion boards and `posted` comments, just to keep from being bored to death. Frankly, because updating my blog about nonsense is getting, well, just that BORING!
It’s because I have no life, seriously. And I’m under and unemployed, too. Besides being broke, seriously again, to bankruptcy, TPTB is still pissing me off. I can’t wait to make my name public if it goes that far! Some people already did.
I think the difference is between the .org (yours) and the .com (mine – all free and easy). I used to be able to log in once and right click a web page of yours to either a new tab or new window to view your blog entries and thus comment.
I just clicked three times on the stuff about you activating your Askimet. I love that spam blocker. I’ve got over eighty-thousand so far!
So kindly, only if you want, please unclick “Users must be registered and logged in to comment”. Weird people out there, I’m sure, would love to make noise on your blog. And I’m not a troll!
`Gimme five! Slap me some skin!`
Isn’t that a more urban greeting among friends? Isn’t that similar to giving the `high-five` with two palms slapping against each other as opposed to the `fist-bump` of two clenched fists bumping each other?
Well, according to a professional about Samoans:
`I wouldn’t give them $5.00 dollars because they don’t pay back.`
~Squire (02/11/2010)
As a result of his professional advice, the decision had to be made. The call had to be made. The ball started rolling when noone was there to help moi. All I ask of the Pacific Islanders and the recent earthquakes hitting Tonga, Samoa, Papua New Guinea and the Solomon Islands is this:
`Ho’oponopono`… [“I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you, I love you.”]
That morning, I’ve greeted four chatters online as seen by the yellow smiley faces. One from Oklahoma greeted me stranger and probably from using a different user-name. Out of the three former co-workers, only two greeted me. The third one ignored me and her yellow smiley face was not smiling but gray and a former blue and green logo of the company we used to work years ago.
Later that evening, I was talking with my cousin from overseas. We greeted each other as normally. She shared her photos of two guys, one 51 years old from Australia and the 36 years old from Britain. As far as I’m concerned, I don’t like her lifestyle. But she makes a great sales person. I ended up scolding her for LOSING her money. We know she gambles. Maybe that’s why our cousin Analyne ignore her via Facebook.com.
Why are wealthy people better? Being nice opens doors to parasites who have no where/one to rely. Lifelines shouldn’t equate to money. That’s why I’ve no friends!
Prior to noontime today, I received a nice card from a special friend. The front of the card is textured to feel like hard linen, or rather a card `Printed on sustainably sourced paper`.
A couple of pink flowers and its light green leafy stems cover the left side of the card with the words `Thank You` in cursive-like writing to the right side of the card.
If there is a smell-a-card, I’m sure the fragrance of the flower would be pleasant. Unfortunately, I don’t know the name to this particular flower.
Last nite I saw his recent photos & have to admit I’m smitten @ the old chap. Side angles do no justice but straight on I like that heart-shaped ‘widow’s peak’.
That afternoon, Eden called and paid a visit to Maw. I was in the middle of dusting the furniture in the main living room when I heard the doorbell ring. Then I snuck upstairs to work on the computer while the twosome talked.
Later that evening, we read her card together. It was in thanks for Maw’s kindness in listening to the Nutter deal with her husband. She had also given Maw a CD: `Andrea Bocelli: My Christmas`.
These are friends. Those who remember each other once in a while.
Read recent feed to Dictionary.com Word of the Day: ~tutelary~.
`Having the guardianship or charge of protecting a person or a thing; guardian; protecting;[…]`
Sent dedicated blogger via 52006001 a text message at 08:14PM: My evening is nice. Thanks for big hug. Flynn.
Sent dedicated blogger via 52006001 a text message at 08:19PM: Thanks for the fix. Text good for quick ‘hellos’ but eats up my minutes.
It’s 12:28AM and I saw code ‘33’ again, after right-clicking the feed to my favorite dedicated blogger.
Sliced open the USPS package from DB at 12:55AM. Just the two clear cellophane tape on either end of the 5x9x2 sized box.
Struggled with double-sided yellow tape on front flap. Smelled smoke from Slater Bros. plastic bag.
Researching about http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hertz 01:10AM 01/13/2008.
Looking up 30KHZ — http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Very_low_frequency
Looking up 2.5KHZ — http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ultra_low_frequency
and 3 kilohertz.
Saw http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Super_low_frequency
Looking up 15 HZ under: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extremely_low_frequency