| thinking about the box |
[13 Mar 2008|08:02pm] |
10 Unusually Creative Ways to Reuse Ordinary Trash [PICS]
Recycling doesn’t have to be limited to helping the environment: it can also be a challenge and opportunity to ingenious designers who work with materials most people would consider waste to create amazing things. From designer airline trolleys to composite sewage building blocks, here are ten creative reuses for ordinary objects.
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| current projects |
[06 Feb 2008|09:53am] |
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sesame street |
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so many projects.. I keep starting them and then I can't stop thinking about the next idea until I start that one too.. my brain is going to explode and my fingers are going to fall off. my apartment is a messss.
here are a bunch that are in progress:
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| feeling better today/quen update |
[21 Aug 2007|09:04am] |
feeling better today.
Quen dances a little every time she hears music. a little wiggle side to side or pelvic thrust back and forth.
She says 'daddy' perfectly. and points to the door when he comes home. She say's 'ommammama' when she's upset, arms raised to be picked up. she waves and says 'buh buh' to me through the screen door when I leave for work. she waits and watches as I round the corner anticipating peek-a-boo. 'bo' she says. 'pik bo'.
when you clap she claps and screams 'yay!'we went to a fishercats game a few weeks ago. she fell asleep on my lap. i picked her up to turn her around just as a run was scored.. the crowded cheered clapped and quen clapped along with them in her sleep
she can climb up on to and down off of the couch and bed. she sneaks off to climb up on to the bed in our room. when I come in after her she screams in delight and jumps up and down. even now she just climbed up on top of the coffee table to play with the keyboard and dance.
at the supermarket she screams and I can't help but laugh at her. we go up and down the aisles repeating 'banananan anana nanner nanner nana na na na'
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| stupid anxiety |
[20 Aug 2007|02:38pm] |
I've got that old feeling. a bit awkward, a bit strange. kind of like seventh grade.
I want to speak but I'm stuck on mute.
I want to reach out by my muscles are stiff.
I want to smile buy my face is paralyzed.
don't look at me. my heart can't handle the pressure to preform.
don't talk to me. I'll say something dumb in response.
My eyes are so heavy inside my head. my thick black blood is barely budging.
I'm too tired to sleep. too tired to move. too tired to cry.
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| inspriation |
[26 Jun 2007|09:20pm] |
"it's a different kind of world when your blind. you can sit in a chair or live your life."
gah. I wish I could remember what he said. How amazingly posi. I'll probably stay up and watch it again at midnight. I hate myself for letting such stupid shit get to me. I hate the world I live in but my daughter is here and I need to stay positive and be a good influence for her. thank goodness for dudes like this. making me weep by myself in the living room watching miami ink.
If I were blind I wouldn't see people staring, scowling, or judging. If I had always been blind maybe I wouldn't be so obsessed with the way my physical body is perceived. I could spread the good. I have this super positive ridiculous energy pent up. no one seems to want it.
I want to get a tattoo that represents strength to honor my mom. I have such a hard time communicating with her, but I know we are on the same page
in other news. I really want to get a motorcycle. when Quen gets more independent.. I want to too.
maybe i'll try belly dancing..
I really hope Quen's fever goes away soon. I'm worried about my babe. please get better soon sweetheart.
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| bizzaro dreams all the time. |
[25 Jun 2007|12:04pm] |
bizzaro dreams all the time.
Last night Lauren's friends were prowling around the streets of Concord.. They were yelling and dancing and acting silly. Lauren was with them. I could see her frolicking along, making funny animal noises and what not. I pointed Lauren out to whoever I was with but they could only see the other people dancing around her. She paused for a moment to smile and wave to me. I smiled and waved back.
It's nice to have good dreams once in a while.
miss you lady. love love love.
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| true me |
[12 Jun 2007|11:50pm] |
| The True You | 
You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to be together with you always, no matter when or where.
With respect to money, you spend carefully and save your pennies.
You think good luck will definitely be yours, someday.
The hidden side of your personality tends to be a little selfish. You only do what interests you.
You have a tendency to overdo things, but basically you value your friendships highly.
When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you will search and search until you find your perfect match. |
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| do it, you wont |
[12 Jun 2007|11:38pm] |
"This one is actually a little entertaining. YOU fill in the blanks about ME ... even if you don't have any idea, and send it back to ME (via reply). But first post a blank one out to all your friends so they can return the favor to you. Be honest and make sure you re post it blank in your own bulletin so I can do it for you!"
My name:
Summarise me in three words:
Where did we meet:
Take a stab at my middle name:
How long have you known me:
When is the last time that we saw each other:
What colour are my eyes?
Do I drink:
Do I smoke:
Am I happy:
Am I a good person:
What was your first impression of upon meeting me/seeing me:
What's one of my favorite things to do:
Am I funny:
How do you make me smile:
What's my favourite type of music:
Have you ever seen me cry:
Can I sing?
What is the best feature about me:
Am I shy or outgoing:
Do I have any special talents:
Would you call me preppy, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy, snobby, or something else (what):
Have I seen you naked?
Have you ever hugged me:
Kissed me?
Have you ever had a crush on me:
Have I a crush on someone now:
What is my favourite food:
What is my favourite color?
If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be:
What's your favourite memory of me:
What is my worst habit:
If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what is the one thing I would bring?
Are we friends?
Am I family oriented?
Who is my best friend?
Where do I work?
Do you ever miss me?
What is my favourite sport?
Is there anything else you want to know about me?
Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
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| foible |
[12 Jun 2007|11:04pm] |
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thank you Sara Silverman and Jon Stewart and a few other sources for over using this word recently and making it really weird for me.
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| stuff |
[10 Jun 2007|08:37am] |
There are thousands of little tiny white lights dancing on the wall. Quen is on the floor playing with a disco ball. She doesn't even know that she is the reason Fuckface is going crazy. He's chasing the specks, back and forth, making squeeky "meh" noises like he does when he hunts the outside critters via the living room window.
Quen was starting to notice the sparkling lights jetting out from her toy but Fuckfaces funny movements and noises distracted her so now she's on her way over to inspect his weirdness. I've taken over the task of over exciting the cat..Quen has forgotten about him too and is now on an adventure to hopefully wake up Daddy so we can go to the FMX competition at Gunstock.
It's a sunny day Sunday. I plan on heading north for bikes, beards, tattoos, gasoline, exhaust, dirt, and burnt skin. Quen's first bike week.
oh yea, and the girl is practicing balancing without holding anything. kid will be walking in no time. that makes me nervous. my arms and back are excited.
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| haterade. |
[08 Jun 2007|04:18pm] |
so tired. my head hurts, my heart hurts, everything hurts.
I hate money. It's making me lonely. My eyes are burning.
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| Saturday mourning. |
[04 Jun 2007|01:15pm] |
I wasn't as anxious this time. I felt sick, but this time it was because I was really hung over. haha. sorry Lauren.
back track. I didn't plan on going out Friday night but my Mom offered to watch Quen so I could get out for a bit. Pat and Matt picked me up and we were off to the Barley house. I had already been sipping on some of the grey goose I bought for my under-age brother earlier that day. (he was planning on bringing it to the hotel after Summer Jam the next night but I highly doubt it lasted until then) ssssooo we went to the Barley house. Drank some beers, Travis bought a round of tequila shots, watched the red sox. I showed them how my toast tat can dance when I wiggle my arm. We decided to go to The Draft because we were surrounded by old people at the Barley House. The Draft was like a high school reunion. ridiculous. I spent a whopping five bucks all night.. but that was somewhere near the end of the night so I'm not sure what I bought. I don't really remember going to bed either. fun times. sort of.. meh.
anyway. crap. i have to finish this later. I will.
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| RIP Lauren Marie. |
[03 Jun 2007|10:19pm] |
Keeping a delicate balance
Drowning victim embraced life despite hardships
By SHIRA SCHOENBERG
Monitor staff
June 02. 2007 9:30AM
Laurenmarie Taylor rode a Concord city bus with her therapy cat, “Kiwi,” in December 2004. Taylor’s cat helped her deal with stress and anxiety.
Laurenmarie Taylor spent the last hours of her life sitting by a campfire at Crystal Lake in Gilmanton, talking to friends about the meaning of the universe. Soon after 5 a.m. Sunday, she marveled at the beauty of the sunrise, a friend said. Then, once the others had gone to sleep, she took off her clothes and stepped into the lake. Her body was found later that afternoon.
Based on a preliminary investigation, the state Fish and Game Department said it appears that Taylor, a 23-year-old from Concord, drowned accidentally. The water was cold, about 55 degrees, and Taylor was not a good swimmer, friends said. Because autopsy results have not come back yet, Sgt. Jim Juneau of Fish and Game said he cannot determine whether alcohol was a factor. Ryan Hunter, who was at the party, said Taylor rarely drank but that night she had a few beers.
Since her death, Taylor's friends have recalled her free spirit and her love of nature. She faced tough times in recent years, including a failed marriage and emotional problems. But friends say she was working through her difficulties, and they remember how happy she was the day before she died, attending a concert before the all-night graduation party.
"When it came to things she enjoyed, she'd get all giddy. At the party, there were fireworks, and she was just eating them up," said Hunter, one of Taylor's close friends. "Earlier that day, at the music show, she was just having an awesome time."
On Saturday, Taylor went with Hunter and their friend Sara Pilkington to EarthFest, a day-long concert at the Hatch Shell in Boston. They went to hear Guster, one of Taylor's favorite
bands. "She was dancing all around, had a smile on her face," Pilkington recalled.
The three stayed in Boston listening to different bands from noon until Guster finished playing at 6 p.m., when they returned to Concord. Later, Taylor and Hunter drove to a party thrown by Hunter's friend, a University of New Hampshire graduate, at his family's lake house.
Hunter said there were about 25 people at the party enjoying fireworks and kegs of beer. "We were just chilling, cooking, singing. . . . We were just enjoying each others' company down by the campfire," Hunter said.
By 5 a.m., people were going to sleep. Two guys left to go fishing. Taylor, Hunter and another friend played Frisbee by the water. When the Frisbee fell in the lake, they left it there, and Taylor and Hunter sat down by the fire. "It was a beautiful sunrise we were watching. And she just loved the fire, could stare at it for hours, talking about the universe," Hunter said. Around 5:30 a.m., Hunter went to sleep, and Taylor stayed outside by herself.
No one knows exactly what happened next, but by early afternoon, Taylor's friends realized she was missing and found her clothes on the dock. About 1:30 p.m., they called the Gilmanton Police Department and Fish and Game, and the homeowner went out in a boat and found Taylor's body.
Friends say they are not surprised Taylor wanted to go skinny-dipping in the lake. She loved the water and took pride in the fact that her Feb. 22 birthday made her a Pisces, the zodiac sign represented by fish. She referred to herself, Hunter and Pilkington as the "three fishes," since each was a Pisces, Pilkington said.
But although she liked to wade in water, she was not a good swimmer. Taylor's friend Danielle Huston said Taylor once made a list of things she wanted to accomplish. One item was "learn how to really swim." The box next to it was not checked off.
Huston said that just weeks ago, she and Taylor talked about the dangers of cold water after they saw the movie Bridge to Terabithia. But Huston said Taylor was often naïve and impulsive. "She probably was nice and warm by the fire and thought it was beautiful, and wasn't thinking the water will be freezing cold," Huston said.
Several friends described Taylor as a woman who saw the world like a child. Huston said Taylor would walk around Concord wearing bright clothing, blowing bubbles and wearing fairy wings, just to make people happy. Pilkington said she would dress in yellow on Sundays, symbolizing the sun, and blue on Thursdays, representing water. Another friend, Theresa Manion, said she and Taylor would take drums downtown and sit under the trees drumming and wearing Greek-style robes.
In a tribute for Taylor's memorial service, Manion wrote that Taylor used to say to her, "Let's sing and beat our drums for people. Maybe our playing may brighten up their troubles, or just bring smiles to their faces."
More than anything, Taylor loved nature and animals, friends said. She had a gray tiger cat named Kiwi - a "service cat" to help her with anxiety - and a snake named Gherkin, and had been caring for a friend's tortoise. "She would point out a tree, then run up to the tree and just hug it," Huston said. She wrote about ladybugs, butterflies and dragonflies, Manion said.
But Taylor's life was full of hardship. In December 2004, when she was turned away from Wal-Mart after trying to bring Kiwi inside as a "service cat," Taylor told the Monitor that she suffered from bipolar depression. She said she had been diagnosed at 16 and hospitalized several times. The disorder caused her to have mood swings, extreme anxiety and suicidal urges, she said. Friends say she was still undergoing treatment for her emotional problems and was vulnerable, worrying that people would not like her.
Taylor grew up in Hollis as Lauren Nicosia-Rusin. She married young and took on her mother-in-law's last name. She later got divorced. Friends say she was close with her grandfather but had a strained relationship with her mother. Her mother, Jennifer Nicosia-Rusin, said Taylor had been in and out of touch as a result of difficulties from her emotional disorders.
But she was improving, friends said. Huston said Taylor had two part-time jobs, cleaning the Sullivan Law Office in Concord and working at the Hot Topic store. She was trying to get a license and bought a car, but it was a lemon and failed inspection, so she sold it. Hunter said she had stopped dressing in gothic clothing. "She projected herself as a much happier person," Hunter said.
Matt Cooper wrote in e-mail that he hopes his friend is finally at peace. "I hope that during her last moments she found some peace of mind," he wrote. "Though, knowing Lauren, I feel I can rest assured."
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| lyrics to fit a feeling. |
[31 May 2007|08:11pm] |
This song has been stuck in my head for so many weeks. It started to go away until last Tuesday.
Stupid lyrics.
There's no one in town I know
You gave us some place to go.
I never said thank you for that.
I thought I might get one more chance.
What would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
So what would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
And if you were with me tonight,
I'd sing to you just one more time.
A song for a heart so big,
god wouldn't let it live.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
Great energy, a huge heart, a follower of Kabbalah, so positive. I can't believe now you are gone too. you spent most of your shifts dancing in the store. you wanted to write children's books. You bought everyone energy drinks and went out of your way to make everyone happy..
and when I was sad you spent your break looking for a present to cheer me up. I'm so glad to have known you.
"Plan for this world as if you expect to live forever; but plan for the hereafter as if you expect to die tomorrow." - Ibn Gabirol
The opened hand which is always giving.
I brought the psychedelic lightbulb you bought for me into the store with a lamp. I set it up with the article about you from the monitor. I really hope the higher up jerks let us keep it up. I don't know how to feel about that article as it's basically an interview with your mother and I know how you felt about her. It doesn't even mention your daughter. I wonder if she'll ever tell her about you. She's part of you though, I know she'll be as bright and curious. She'll know someday.
It broke my heart the day you told me about her.. I couldn't imagine missing her major milestones, molding her to be the best she can be.. but you assured me she would be ok because you were sending her positive energy.
god. no rule of threes please. last time was just my grandmother and jack. no more. ok? ok.
here's the article from the monitor..
Mother remembers gentle soul
By SHIRA SCHOENBERG
Monitor staff
Lauren Taylor (right) at age 15 with her sister Kendall.
The young woman who drowned Sunday in Gilmanton loved art and animals and wanted to work as a veterinarian's assistant, her mother said. New Hampshire Fish and Game yesterday identified Lauren Taylor, 23, of Concord, as the woman who drowned in Crystal Lake after an all-night graduation party.
"Lauren was a much-wanted, much-beloved child," said Taylor's mother, Jennifer Nicosia-Rusin of Hollis.
Taylor, who was not a student, died while attending a University of New Hampshire graduation party at a private home on Crystal Lake. She was last seen sitting near a campfire at the water's edge between 4:30 and 5 a.m. by two young men at the party who were launching a canoe, according to the Fish and Game Department.
Taylor's friends realized she was missing later in the day and found her clothing on the dock. The Gilmanton Police Department showed up about 1:30 p.m. and called Fish and Game. The homeowner searched the lake by boat and found Taylor's body under about 9 feet of water, just short of an anchored raft that was about 75 feet from shore, according to Fish and Game.
Authorities are awaiting the results of an autopsy but have said Taylor entered the water voluntarily and could easily have been overwhelmed by the 55-degree water.
Taylor was born in Boston, Mass., the oldest child of Jennifer and Ralph Nicosia-Rusin. She grew up in Hollis, where she attended local schools.
After graduating from Hollis Brookline High School in 2002, she moved to Concord.
As a child, Jennifer Nicosia-Rusin said her daughter was always sensitive. "She was the type of child who would notice your eyes and comment on them as a little girl," Nicosia-Rusin said. "She had a very strong need to interact with people and connect."
She loved art and won an award from the New Hampshire Institute of Art for a piece of pottery she made in sixth grade, her mother said. She loved painting and drawing and once made her mother a box shaped like a guitar case. She participated in several art shows as a freshman and sophomore in high school.
Her mother said she showed creativity from a young age, making up detailed stories as she helped fold laundry. "They were so fully realized in her mind, she could answer questions without hesitation. They were so vibrant for her, so creative, we thought she'd be a writer," Nicosia-Rusin said.
Taylor was involved in many activities in and out of school. She participated in Brownies and Girl Scouts. She sang, acted, played the saxophone and played volleyball. She was involved with Odyssey of the Mind, now called Destination ImagiNation, a program promoting creative problem solving, and was a camp counselor for the program. She loved reading and music, especially the Beatles.
Taylor was beloved by teachers and adults, although she was often nervous about fitting in with her peers, her mother said. Nicosia-Rusin recalled a time when Lauren was in second grade and created a pantomime dance about butterflies, making all the costumes herself for a competition, but was intimidated by an older group of students and refused to perform.
"She'd do something so very different, but she wanted to fit in so much that she wouldn't let people really know about it. She was too apprehensive about her peers' rejection or criticism," Nicosia-Rusin said.
After graduation, Taylor faced difficulties, including a brief marriage, her mother said. Taylor, the name she used, was her ex-husband's mother's name.
She considered going to California but ended up staying in Concord.
"She was pulling things together, and she did her best," Nicosia-Rusin said. "She had many gifts that unfortunately won't be realized."
Nicosia-Rusin thanked Fish and Game, the medical examiner's office, Concord Hospital and the police for their work. "They were just so kind and helpful and supportive," she said.
Taylor is survived by her parents, her younger sister Kendall, and her foster sister Andie.
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| knitting with plastic again.. ipod case |
[20 Mar 2007|08:55am] |
the other night at work I didn't feel like talking to anyone so I started cutting up some trash bags to knit with. When I got home I knit the plastic with some multi colored baby yarn (I had left over from Quen's blanket) into an ipod case. I didn't really plan to make an ipod case until I ran out of the leftover yarn.
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| born free baby |
[15 Feb 2007|12:26pm] |
A Born Free Baby
by Mary Eileen Finch
"I'd love to have more children, but babies are just too expensive!" a friend of mine recently said.
I hear this often and I always smile and bite my tongue. My eight-year-old daughter however, is not so restrained. She replied, "Well, our babies are free!"
She's right of course; we've learned that having a baby doesn't have to cost an arm and a leg, just like hundreds of years ago before modern medicine, formula and Toys 'R Us. Before parents felt guilty if they didn't have a nursery over-decorated with baby furniture and Disney characters. Before the invention of swings, playpens, and walkers. Before designer baby clothes and sterling silver pacifiers. Before having a baby became so commercialized.
Our third child was born this June, basically free of charge. We had no prenatal or delivery cost, no baby checkups fees, no money was spent on formula or bottles, we did not buy a crib, bassinet, stroller, playpen, swing, walker etc. We do not buy disposable diapers or wipes, and we did not spend any money on baby clothes.
Prenatal or delivery cost: Free because our baby was born at home, unassisted with just my husband and I.
Baby checkup fees: Free because my children have never been to a doctor. They have all been vegan since conception, thus are very healthy and have never been sick or had a need for medical treatment.
Feeding our baby: Free because he is breastfeed from the breast only; since he is never away from me he has no need for formula, bottles, etc.
Crib: Our baby co-sleeps with us so we have no need for a crib or bassinet.
Baby bath: Our baby bathes with me so we have no need for a baby bath.
Other baby items: Our baby is carried in a sling/baby wrap snuggled close to my heart so we have no need for strollers, playpens, swings, walkers etc.
Diapers: Our baby wears cloth diapers and is cleaned with cloth wipes so there is no need to buy disposables.
Clothes: Our baby wears gently used clothing that was passed on to us by mothers of older babies.
Babies truly are priceless!
I visit often with an 85-year-old woman who has lived in our small town, on a farm without running water or electricity, her whole life. I asked her what she did to prepare for her babies. She explained, "In those days we didn't do anything. You didn't get checkups when you were pregnant. When my labor started I sent for the doctor and he came. Afterwards we gave him a few chickens as payment. I sewed flour sacks into diapers and clothes. I carried the baby in my arms all day and night and it slept with me in my bed. Of course I breastfed, there wasn't any other option. We didn't, couldn't actually, buy anything for the babies. We probably only had a few dollars a year in actual cash."
"So you practiced attachment parenting then?" I asked
"Well, I don't know what that is, never heard of it. I just did what I did because it was the right way to do it, the only way," she said.
Maybe we should all turn to the past when it comes to raising our children.
WHAT A BABY COSTS
By Edgar Guest
"How much do babies cost?" said he
The other night upon my knee;
And then I said: "They cost a lot;
A lot of watching by a cot,
A lot of sleepless hours and care,
A lot of heartache and despair,
A lot of fear and trying dread,
And sometimes many tears are shed
In payment for our babies small,
But every one is worth it all.
"For babies people have to pay
A heavy price from day to day -
There is no way to get one cheap.
Why, sometimes when they're fast asleep
You have to get up in the night
And go and see that they're all right.
But what they cost in constant care
And worry, does not half compare
With what they bring of joy and bliss -
You'd pay much more for just a kiss.
"Who buys a baby has to pay
A portion of the bill each day;
He has to give his time and thought
Unto the little one he's bought.
He has to stand a lot of pain
Inside his heart and not complain
; And pay with lonely days and sad
For all the happy hours he's had.
All this a baby costs, and yet
His smile is worth it all, you bet."
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| tuesday nights to myself |
[13 Feb 2007|11:15pm] |
most days i feel like i'm locked up inside myself. i can barely speak it. I can barely write it. what the fuck? i need to be fucked up enough to get it out and not second guess myself.
you have a kid now. you have to be strong and focused and able. well what if i'm not? then what happens to her? she ends up like me? the me raised poorly or the me I want her to know.
i am me. but what do people see. i wonder if they see me flinching. if I think about it too much it gets a thousand times worse. i hate my words. give me yours. ;aosfdjoawier
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| info and foods to fix my Mom's insides: |
[06 Feb 2007|09:47am] |
this site is great..tons of info and links.. definitely one of the most organized and easier to navigate sites for nutrition info:
Fiber 101:
Soluble Fiber vs Insoluble Fiber
Psyllium Husk for
High Cholesterol
Study affirmed that a combination of cholesterol-lowering foods works!
Here are some foods that I buy regularly that you night also like.. they'll definitley help lower that bad cholesterol!
Joseph's Flax, Oat Bran & Whole Wheat Flour Pita Bread--in deli section
By far my favorite soy milk:
"Silk Enhanced Soymilk is better than ever. extra vitamins and minerals like vitamin C, vitamin E, vitamin K, and vitamin B6. Plus more omega -3 fatty acids, vitamin A and phosphorus than other soy milks."
http://www.kashi.com/default.aspx
  Bran Buds have psyllium!
http://www.earthbalance.net/product.html
http://www.peanutbutter.com/natural.asp
delicious and creamy, no oil separation like other natural peanut butters, and no partially hydronated oils! I love this peanut butter sooo much! even if all the other brands got rid of partially hydronated oils I would still love the taste and texture of this one! they have a new crunchy style too.
Whole Grain Classics: Arnold 100% Whole Wheat Bread, Arnold 12 Grain Bread, Arnold 7 Grain, Arnold Double Fiber 100% Whole Wheat, Arnold German Dark Wheat, Arnold Health Nut Bread, Arnold Healthy Multgrain
At Target you can get a Black Bean Salsa Tortilla chip made by Archer Farms.. they are sooooo delicious!
This is just a short list for now.. I'll add more as I think of them.
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| Quen's reading |
[03 Feb 2007|10:40am] |
weird.. this should be my sample reading
Free Sample Destiny Reading for Quen Pereia
Birth Date and Time..... July 31, 2006 11:49 PM
Birth Location............. Nashua, New Hampshire
Sun Sign.................... Leo
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Section 1: The Sun
Sun in Leo:
Your path of soul development in this lifetime revolves around developing your awareness of yourself as a distinct, unique individual. It is not enough for you to simply be who and what you are, Quen, you must radiate your inner essence outwardly, express it, bring it forth in a creative way. Although ultimately your goal is self-discovery and self-recognition, you initially have a profound need to make an impression on others and to be recognized and appreciated by the world. In many ways you are like the eager child who delighted with the discovery of a new power or accomplishment, demands of all and sundry "See ME! Look what I can do!". Of course, you do this in subtler ways (usually!). Nevertheless, the joy of self-discovery and self-expression, and the yearning for "strokes", applause, and affirmation is very much present in you. Put simply, you tend to be rather fascinated with yourself. Your tendency to dramatize or exaggerate, and your desire to be the center of attention comes from a need to project yourself into the world in order to see yourself and what makes you special. However, Quen, your acute awareness of yourself as an individual can also lead to an excessive, constant self-consciousness which may actually inhibit your free flow of self-expression. You may feel that you are always on stage and have to perform, or have to be the best, because you are being watched (at least by yourself!). And you can be incredibly self-centered at times, blind to other people's realities and to the larger realm of life which does not revolve around you. Find out more with your full-length reading...
It is imperative for you to find an area in which you can excel and shine and truly make a significant, personal contribution which matches your inner sense of nobleness. You must have a domain, Quen, one which is yours alone to shape and fashion according to your own inner dictates. Unless you are acting from your own heart, from your own core, you are not fulfilling your destiny. Thus, you will resist imitating and being dictated to by others, for your task is to find your own inner light and radiate it. While young you are apt to have heroes and images of greatness in whatever form most resonates with your heart. Ultimately you must become your own hero. Find out more with your full-length reading...
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