When things seem like they couldn’t possibly be any worse, reality slaps you in the face and says, “oh yes it can be WORSE.”

I don’t express my feelings best with words. I do so with my emotions. You don’t even have to tell me that I wear my feelings. I’m perfectly capable of acknowledging this myself. If I’m happy you will know it. I’m I’m sad, you will know it. If you know me, you know that when I am excited I talk fast, stumbling over words while I move around the room. I have certain habits for different emotions. My loved ones know this.

As of late, my emotions have escalated to levels of unknown territory, an erruption of some sort.

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My theory is that there should be a channel on digital (or oogital if you bootleg your shit) cable or satellite that is strictly for cartoons from the 1980s. Next to the 1950s-60s when Looney Toons, Flinstones and Tom and Jerry came about, the 80s was the best cartoon era. The Smurfs, He-Man, She-Ra, Jem, Care Bears, TMNT, Thunder Cats, Voltron, Muppet Babies, Rainbow Brite, Dungeons and Dragons, Fraggle Rock (not really a cartoon, but you get the point), Inspector Gadget and I cannot leave out Transformers!! There are plenty of other classic cartoons, but these were my favorite of my generation. Every Saturday morning, I turn on the local channels (and a few satellite channels) and all of the cartoons are CRAP (excluding Dora the Explorer, Rugrats, Batman and X-Men Evolution). Sponge Bob sucks ass, that’s all I have to see. The CARTOON part of the show is fine, but I don’t see the comedy in the real world part with a sponge on a stick *smh* Yu-Gi-Oh! is nothing but a path to the devil for young children. That show has way too many demonic implications for younger children. And Pokemon… I’m not going to get into what I think of that show.

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I’m not really feeling today’s Friday Five questions *sigh* Apparently I’m not the only one.

I’m always thankful when Fridays come around though; don’t have to deal with customers for a whole two days. Meanwhile I’m still searching for a job that will allow me to put my degree and education to use. I’m tired of having to settle for less, but I still have to make a living. Who’s gonna pay the bills… no one but ME. So sometimes it feels like I (temporarily) have to settle for less. I’m not going to give up on my goals. I glance at my degree daily and I even have my resolutions hanging up on my desk. Graduate school is a must, but it seems so far beyond my reach at this point in my life. I play my life back like an old VHS and wonder where I went wrong or what I could have done instead of one thing over another.

Regrets? No. Curious? Yes.

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Northwest Plaza is a fairly popular mall in Northcounty St. Louis. Over the years, it has become very ghetto; i.e. Bebe kids, chicken heads and scrubs have taken over a mall that I once enjoyed shopping at. Tilt (arcade-gaming center) was my favorite hangout during middle school and some parts of high school. During recent years, I’ve somewhat grown out of Northwest Plaza. They still have some of my favorite stores: Lerner’s, Famous, Champs, Burlington Coat Factory and FuncoLand, among others.. but the atmosphere has changed dramatically and for the worse. Especially on Friday and Saturday nights, you can’t move through the walkways without bumping into some heathens giving you an evil eye like YOU did something wrong or the constant and disgusting views of wannabe thugs saggin their pants. That is sooooo 1994 (note, I didn’t even like the style when it was IN STYLE), get a fucking belt please.

So I come to my point of this entry. While reading my local news online, I came across this article from the St. Louis Post Dispatch:

Youths will need escorts soon at Northwest Plaza
By Jack Komperda Post-Dispatch
updated: 03/26/2003 11:01 AM

Amy Kramer, 17, reads a note on the new policy that will start March 31st.
(Samuel Leone/P-D)
Bars check them. Convenience stores do, too. Now if you appear to be younger than 25 and plan on shopping at Northwest Plaza, plan on bringing some form of identification.

Starting Monday, teenagers 17 and younger must be accompanied by a parent or responsible adult after 6 p.m., and identification will be checked at the door.

Mall officials and police say the measure was established to restore a family atmosphere, as well as to curb teen loitering and occasional skirmishes.

“We’re not against having kids in the stores, but we want families here, not roving bands of juveniles,” said St. Ann Police Chief Bob Schrader.

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New Guestmap Sign it k?

I’m gonna have to find a new tagboard. The one I have is not cooperating!! I think someone told me about a script for one a while back, but I don’t remember what site had it. The song playing… I’m sure I won’t have that up long, JT hates it LOL. Love you dear <33

JT sent me this via email yesterday. Tell me what you think:

The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father’s; but he has never collected unemployment either.

He’s a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away. He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155mm Howitzers.

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Thanks for the links Rica. I now view Hello Kitty in a whole new way LOL

http://www.misterpants.com/junk/hellokittytoiletpaper.html

http://www.hellocat78.1hwy.com/

Quote of the night:

The Rock in reference to The Hurricane getting escorted out of the arena buy police:
“Arrest that man. He’s guilty of shoving chicken mcnuggets up his ass.”

Wrestlemania XIX this Sunday. I’ll be checking that out from Hooters. No, I won’t be working at Hooters, I’ll be viewing the PPV as a customer. Smartasses.

There are just not enough hours in the day. There should be at LEAST six more hours. This way I can sleep AND get work done around the house. Not to mention all the side projects I have going on in my life.

Remember I told you that I went bowling Sunday night. I bowled the best I have ever bowled.. but my wrist and arm hurts like hell now. What can I do for it, dip it in epsom salt or what? *sigh*

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Saturday, I went to one of my favorite stores (Best Buy) and I bought the 8 Mile DVD. I will have to admit that the primary reason I initially bought the movie was for Eminem’s lastest video, Superman.

Superman lyrics:

[Dina Rea:]
Mmmhh

[Eminem:]
You high baby?

[Dina Rea:]
Yeahh…

[Eminem:]
Yeah?

[Dina Rea:]
hahaha…Talk to me…

[Eminem:]
You want me to tell you somethin?

[Dina Rea:]
Uh huh…

[Eminem:]
I know what you wanna hear…
‘Cuz I know you want me baby I think I want you too…

[Dina Rea:]
I think I love you baby…

[Eminem:]
I think I love you too…
I’m here to save you girl,
Come be in Shady’s world,
I wanna grow together,
Let’s let our love unfurl.
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I’m here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
come be in Shady’s world…

[Dina Rea:]
oh boy you drive me crazy…

[Eminem:]
Bitch you make me hurl…

[Eminem:]
They call me Superman,
Leap tall hoes in a single bound,
I’m single now,
Got no ring on this finger now,
I’ll never let another chick bring me down,
In a relationship, save it bitch, babysit? you make me sick,
Superman aint savin shit, girl you can jump on shady’s dick,
Straight from the hip, cut to the chase,
I’ll tell a mo’fuckin slut to her face,
Play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what’s her face,
I’m a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why ask?
Kiss my dick, hit my cash, i’d rather have you whip my ass,
Don’t put out? i’ll put you out,
Won’t get out? i’ll push you out,
Puss blew out, copin shit,
Wouldn’t piss on fire to put you out,
Am I too nice? buy you ice,
Bitch if you died, wouldn’t buy you life,
What you tryin to be, my new wife?
What you Mariah? fly through twice,
But I do know one thing though,

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Tell me why that when I logged into my Paypal account this morning, it asked me to confirm my bank account number and/or credit card, followed by this message:

Security measures - Are You Travelling?

We recently noted one or more attempts to log in to your account from a foreign country. If you accessed your account while travelling, the attemt(s) may have been initiated by you.

Because the behavior was unusual for your account, we would like to take an extra step to ensure your security. Please confirm whether or not you attempted thse logins:

IP Address: [IP here]
Time: 12/29/2002 19:15:38
Country: Croatia

Did you authorize these login attempts?

Yes, I authorized all of the above logins to my Paypal account.
No, I believe that someone has acquired my email address and password.

Of course I clicked no. I have no business in Croatia *sigh* It’s a good thing I didn’t have any money in the account with some Croatian trying to hack into my shit. On the other hand, it’s good to see that Paypal does take these security measures.

Yet another personality quiz:

Your score is:
33/50
What does that mean?

Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who’s constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who’ll always cheer them up and help them out.

About your score…
The closer to fifty that the number is, the stronger your personality is.
The closer to zero that the number is, the weaker your personality.
The best scores to have are between 25 and 40.

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Yesterday JT and I went to WWE Monday Night Raw at the Savvis Center.

Although we were in the noise bleed section surrounded by Bebe kids, white men who couldn’t hold their liquor and people that didn’t understand the concept of NO SMOKING IN A PUBLIC PLACE, we had a great time. I got to see HHH, The Rock and Stone Cold, that’s all that matters *grin* I took a few video shots, but I’ll have to find somewhere to upload them. I wanted to hang outside the building after the show and wait for the wrestlers like a groupie, but it was late. Maybe next time.

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I’ve been reading about cascading style sheets most of the afternoon. It doesn’t help that I have a sinus headache/allergy problems and I’ve been sneezing my ass off along with a snotty, runny noise. Was that descriptive enough? Probably not, because if you just pictured that, I actually look a whole lot worse. So I guess, it doesn’t take a genius to see that I’m not done with this css bullshit. I’ll get it done in a minute or two or whenever I can go five minutes without sneezing ten times in a row. Pass me some Sudafed pahlease *wipes nose*

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