tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59166492009-02-21T03:32:51.669-06:00I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe it's both, maybe both happening at the same time.Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.comBlogger218125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-48694006609965848402007-08-27T03:03:00.000-05:002007-08-27T03:04:12.614-05:00

I cannot stop myself from searching ebay for such treasures as "vintage sweater dress", "fringed boots" and "80s ski jacket". I won't even tell you my top secret find because you might score it out from under me. I shudder to think what is next.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-19090711275998143992007-07-26T18:49:00.000-05:002007-07-26T18:52:33.404-05:00

Check it out. I love being a bzzagent! Ask me about it!

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-2090792236988651882007-05-10T01:28:00.000-05:002007-05-10T01:36:16.658-05:00

oops i did it againi cut off all my hairoh my what a sinpeople ask how could you darei tell themi really don't carei was pulling a britneybefore she was anywhere(ok that last part sucked. ok all of it sucked. i haven't written in far too long, much less any poetry.)Quite simply, I got a haircut. It's way short again. I did not however buzz it (this time).

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-30108810912739654772007-05-02T02:36:00.000-05:002007-05-02T02:42:14.682-05:00

when you don't know what you're doing. Wow, it really has been a long time since I've put anything up here. But it seems like only a moment. I've been hanging around over on my myspace the rare times I've been online all this time. But, I finally have a new computer (2 actually, a notebook finally!) so I'll be back to wasting entirely too much time on the intarwebnet. If anyone actually

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1134534192771739332005-12-04T22:22:00.000-06:002005-12-13T22:23:12.780-06:00

The other day I was giving someone my cell phone number. As I said the numbers, I knew they weren't right, but I couldn't figure out why. I kept repeating the number in my head for an hour or so afterwards trying to see why it was so familiar, yet wasn't right. I finally figured out that I had given them Dear John's old phone number. I haven't thought about him in a long time, deliberately.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1132889361262273632005-11-24T21:28:00.000-06:002005-11-24T21:29:21.273-06:00

Happy Turkey Day, y'all.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1130876577888942032005-11-01T14:20:00.000-06:002005-11-01T14:22:57.900-06:00

I've been really bad about updating over here. I've been doing more posting over at my livejournal. I also uploaded a bunch of photos to my flickr.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1129606877503249592005-10-17T22:35:00.000-05:002005-10-17T22:41:17.510-05:00

Okay, people. Let's get something straight. It's "gardening SHEARS". As in a gardening tool similar to scissors used to SHEAR things. SHEAR as in to remove by cutting or clipping. IT IS NOT "gardening SHEERS". Unless perchance they are the nylons you wear while gardening, or the curtains you employ when gardening. If you are referring to the implement used to cut grass or hedges it is

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1128835844785925502005-10-09T00:26:00.000-05:002005-10-09T00:30:44.790-05:00

You know something that REALLY chaps my ass? When you're talking to someone, and they don't even have the fucking common courtesy to look at you or at least say hmmm, yeah, or anything to acknowledge that yeah, I hear ya. And then they just walk off. Total stranger.. fine, fuck you, you rude asshole. But your mom? She does that to me ALL the fucking time, and it's really making me bat shit

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1128486983518688142005-10-04T23:13:00.000-05:002005-10-04T23:36:23.523-05:00

So tired. Another washing machine down. Another tire down. I must hard on things or something. Do not buy these or you will regret it. I ate every one of them. Ebay is evil and causes more of my money to go down the drain. On things such as this, this, and this. Ok, now go here.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1128240064220993232005-10-02T02:58:00.000-05:002005-10-02T03:01:04.220-05:00

Ok, I didn't want to have to do it, but I am going to have to. Not that I get a lot of comments or anything, yanno, but I've had to enable the thingy where you have to type in a word to prove you're human to make a comment as I am really tired of deleting freakin' spam.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1128239700897854162005-10-02T02:52:00.000-05:002005-10-02T02:55:01.673-05:00

bwhahahahaha janet ain't got nothin' on this dude

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1127699005780051142005-09-25T20:43:00.000-05:002005-09-25T20:43:25.830-05:00

Busy. Tired. Here. Go look at pictures. 

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1127246613549381702005-09-20T14:57:00.000-05:002005-09-20T15:03:33.556-05:00

my headit knowsthe reason they leftit wasn't mebut my heartit won't listen.my head tells my hearti am good enoughsmart, pretty, funnyenough.i treated them right.only thing i did wrongwas expect too muchof them.men.i like them bigand bad.the bigger they arethe harder i falland the more i hurt.masochistic i suppose.those little guysthey never had a chanceand the only thingthey did wrongwas expect

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1126321266117307072005-09-09T21:48:00.000-05:002005-09-09T22:01:06.123-05:00

You'd think having to spend $500 to get an internet connection faster than 24.6 that they'd get it hooked up quicker'n two weeks. But, no. So... finally! I'm baaack! I have been busier than a one-armed paper hanger lately trying to get this money pit habitable. Yes, still. Yesterday... the washer caught on fire. That was fun. The floor underneath it and the dryer needs to be replaced so

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1123210094279613932005-08-04T21:39:00.000-05:002005-08-04T21:48:14.286-05:00

Yes, I live. I haven't had access to the net for a little over a month now. I got the phone line installed for dial-up, but as the connection would only ever be 28.8 I haven't gone and got an account yet. In a few weeks, I'm going to go get wireless broadband. I would have got it sooner, but it's $400 to get the equipment. Gotta love the country. I do really, but it is harder and more

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1117247700578336032005-05-27T21:33:00.000-05:002005-05-27T21:35:00.583-05:00

but I've been walking around for gawd knows how long with my shoes on the wrong feet.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1116908101885345032005-05-23T23:09:00.000-05:002005-05-23T23:15:01.910-05:00

So, yeah, once again I'm being reminded to never say never. You'd think I'd have learned by now. What's that song? Some fools never learn... Anyway. I'm moving back to Graham. More on that later.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1116460115378335072005-05-18T18:46:00.000-05:002005-05-18T18:48:35.383-05:00

miz jett's been laid up by a low-flying tractor and is hopped up on pain meds and she's giving stuff away! enter to win!

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1116375913848888072005-05-17T19:24:00.000-05:002005-05-17T19:25:13.853-05:00

Bronchitis sucks. It sucks the life right out of me. I have a million things to say, and the energy to say only that.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1115265898222474712005-05-04T23:03:00.000-05:002005-05-04T23:04:58.226-05:00

If you'll look over there to the left you'll see it. I'll be using my camera phone to update my moblog at least once a day. Who knows what I'll see that will end up there.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1115191379095010042005-05-04T02:21:00.000-05:002005-05-04T02:22:59.100-05:00

I will meet youIn some placeWhere the light lends itselfTo soft reposeI will let you undress meBut I warn youI have thorns like any roseYou could hurt mewith your bare handsYou could hurt meUsing the sharp end of what you sayBut I'm lost to you nowAnd there's no amount of reasonThat could save meSo break meTake meJust let me feel your arms againBreak meI'll let you make meJust let me feel your

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1115184802954950172005-05-04T00:16:00.000-05:002005-05-04T00:33:23.086-05:00

This weather SUCKS! The first of May and I'm having to turn the HEAT on?? Normally by this time of the year we are already having to turn the A/C on. What is up with this crazy weather? Everyone else is all happy about it, they love the cold, blah blah. I say STFU people. I hate cold weather, it makes me hurt. And in case you can't tell that makes me a little bit bitchy. I'm finally over

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1114655265398850732005-04-27T21:13:00.000-05:002005-04-27T21:47:47.290-05:00

I just thought I was going to get away without being sick this spring. That's what I get for thinking. I had a big allergy flare-up over a week ago and it is still hanging strong. Headache, chest hurts, coughing, sneezing, eyes burn, I've blown my nose so much it and my top lip are raw. Oohhh, and let's not forget the fever blister. GRRRRRAnyways, needless to say I haven't accomplished much.

Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807662067052918390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916649.post-1113462227263853092005-04-14T02:03:00.000-05:002005-04-14T02:03:47.266-05:00

Today I painted my kitchen the most luscious shade of aqua. Very retro. Yay for oops! paint from Home Depot!! 5 dollar makeover! I didn't do the 4th wall that ties into the hall as I ran out of paint, but that's cool because I was inspired to paint it a different color and take it down the hall so it all comes together nicely. I am hoping to find a great lime/apple green on the oops rack. If not,

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