tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9959666654020001812012-01-17T19:19:45.307-05:00Here is where I put my thoughts, ideas, and just plain gibberish on some days. So grab your pillow, your woobie and your favourite beverage - alcoholic or not - and settle in for some nonsense, some fun, and occassionally, some tears. <br><br> I cannot be held responsible for what spews forth, so try not to hold it against me. <br><br> <b><u>WARNING:</u></b> Upon entry, you are expected to give hugs and smooches. :D Gropes are optional (and always welcome).Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.comBlogger1881100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-74872325973161153922011-03-03T11:51:00.000-05:002011-03-03T11:51:33.202-05:00

Just let me go look that up.... If you’ve ever had a conversation with my father, chances are that phrase has come up at least once or twice. Roger Dominic Tersigni had a thirst – for wine, for knowledge, for life. And you could see that in him, whether it was a casual ten minute conversation or an in-depth one that required visual aids and a fifteen minute search on the internet for

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-19914988637433593142010-11-04T13:45:00.000-04:002010-11-04T13:45:31.233-04:00

Yes I used the same quote last year - but I don't care.  It's one of my favourites. Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-70175728632150920082010-10-23T22:36:00.000-04:002010-10-23T22:36:45.922-04:00

On November 4th, fly your globe proudly.  Join the Blog Blast for Peace movement. To read about how it got started, go visit Mimi over at Bloggingham Palace . To get your own peace globe for your blog, facebook or twitter, click here . Join us in our quest.  It can't hurt, and can only help. Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-77033531965871589422010-10-15T15:30:00.000-04:002010-10-15T15:30:19.473-04:00

http://www.iwrotethisforyou.me/2010/07/mirror-hurts.html Beautiful website - this one says it all for me today. Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-24601046222489098622010-10-04T15:15:00.002-04:002010-10-04T15:15:36.472-04:00

No more tomorrow.  There is only today, and the choices I make. Today, I choose to make myself a better person. Today, I choose to be productive; I choose to work on changing the things I can, instead of worrying about the things I can't. Today, I choose to give my love freely and without strings.  And if that love is not returned, it will still live on.  Because my love is unconditional, and

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-73005076947016027562010-09-02T19:38:00.000-04:002010-09-02T19:38:53.088-04:00

WOW.  I can't believe it's been so long since I've updated on here.  I guess mainly because it's going to be the same shit I've been whining about for years. I wish the heart attack would have woken me up more, and in certain ways it did.  But I guess not in the ways that count.  My diet is horrible and it frustrates me because I know how to take care of it.  I just don't know why I'm so

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-75568590378587862882010-06-22T15:51:00.002-04:002010-06-22T15:52:15.658-04:00

I'm overwhelmed.  Seriously. I feel like I'm drowning.  I can barely breathe.  Each breath feels like my last.  I'm gasping and struggling, and I feel like I'm going down for the third time.  And there's no one to rescue me. I have to pull myself out of this somehow.  And as much as I'd love to be able to follow all of your wonderful advice, it's not sticking. I know I said that Rod & I

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-84961688939667757872010-06-12T13:47:00.000-04:002010-06-12T13:47:13.811-04:00

Maybe....hopefully..... God Gave Me You (Dave Barnes) I've been a walking heartache I've made a mess of me The person that I've been lately, Aint who I wanna be But you stay here right beside me And watch as the storm goes through And I need you Chorus: God gave me you for the ups and downs God gave me you for the days of doubt For when I think I've lost my way There are no words here left

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-43949538782911682622010-06-10T19:36:00.000-04:002010-06-10T19:36:54.585-04:00

I'm feeling very sad and alone today.  I know that I'm not - that I've got family and friends that love me.  But it all has to do with DH.  I know I dug this grave - made this bed - whatever the expression is to use...and now I have to lie in it.  I have to suffer the consequences of my actions, for once in my life.  And it seems like those consequences would be to lose him.  Which makes me

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-43799829974484385302010-05-14T14:59:00.000-04:002010-05-14T14:59:45.071-04:00

Thank God I only have another *check clock* five hours or so to go before I can get out of here and try and enjoy my weekend.  And by enjoy I mean catch up on everything. I took yesterday off.  I felt oogy and awful, and just needed more sleep.  Of course I also seriously over-caffeinated myself on Wednesday, which is one of the worst things you can do as a heart patient.  I have cut myself down

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-82681143963024543382010-04-28T15:42:00.001-04:002010-04-28T16:19:13.593-04:00

EDITED TO ADD:  I'm even scared of leaving this post up because someone might run to DH and tell him, and he might take it all the wrong way.  Wouldn't be the first time it's happened. I'm worried - big surprise right? But I'm worried that my time will come and I'll look back on my life and see that I spent the majority of it afraid.  I'm worried that I'll go my entire life without ever having

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-40080998826843317752010-04-07T14:57:00.002-04:002010-04-07T15:46:18.236-04:00

**A TOTAL pissed off rant. If anyone who knows my boss reads this, there's no need for him to see it. I'm just frustrated.**Dear Asshole Boss:I’ve been working here for four years now. At the same miserable hourly rate I started at, only with a hell of a lot more work. When I was hired, I was told that if I was still here in three months, I’d get a raise. Never happened. But what DID happen

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-70365989793683396162010-03-27T22:30:00.002-04:002010-03-27T22:47:33.897-04:00

Yeah for once right? LOL.So, in addition to the changes to my diet that I mentioned in my last entry, and the attempt to find a new job, I have now enrolled in school. Yes kids, I'm a student once again.I have decided that I want to help writers get their voices heard, like a wonderful lady did for me by publishing just ONE of my stories. This is something I've been thinking about for awhile

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-62044047641980323042010-03-18T12:10:00.000-04:002010-03-18T12:11:07.552-04:00

There might be more than one entry today. It’s just one of those days. Too much stress in too many areas of my life. If I put them all in one post, blogger will go BOOM and then there’ll be little pieces of Angell all over and that wouldn’t good. I’m hard to clean up :PI am having chest pains today. Which concerns me, as they haven’t really been around in awhile. I’ve been cutting a lot of

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-20052208264103743282010-02-18T15:40:00.001-05:002010-02-18T16:24:02.810-05:00

Have you ever been a victim of the “should have been me” syndrome? You know, where you see someone doing something (or someone for that matter) that you know in your heart was your destiny?Yeah, well, I consider myself club president.See, it was my desperate dream to become an actress. I didn’t want to necessarily be famous (and seeing what the Hollywood elite have to go through I’d rather not

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-87913944892500917002009-12-08T09:06:00.006-05:002009-12-08T10:42:13.081-05:00

Ok, I've been remiss in posting, caught up in my own little dramas.But I can't stay that way. Not at this time of the year.This article was posted in today's Toronto Sun, and it made me think long and hard about everything I have.Sure, I've got problems. We all do. Mostly monetary, and it affects everything we do. It affects our attitude, our moods, our lives.But what if you didn't have

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-91045394811709104092009-11-05T09:52:00.002-05:002009-11-05T10:54:34.208-05:00

Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-54742417057086038982009-10-26T11:50:00.002-04:002009-10-26T11:51:43.743-04:00

Ok, but not in the way you guys think.More time for explanations later when I'm not under the watchful eye of the boss. But if ANYONE out there can get me a copy of the piano music for Lee Aaron's "What'cha Do To My Body?" and can get it to me before Wednesday 4pm EST, I'll love you forever!Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-6317048178629838822009-10-19T14:51:00.004-04:002009-10-19T15:08:39.871-04:00

It's almost time kids. Of course I don't have to tell most of you that.But, in case you've been under a rock for the last two years, or you're new to the blogosphere, this is what Blog Blast for Peace is all about:BlogBlast For Peace Meme ~ Join The RevolutionHere are the rules and the story.Copy this into a post and tag as many people as you'd like.The Peace Globe project began in the fall of

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-38066277821910638542009-10-15T14:38:00.001-04:002009-10-15T15:02:43.041-04:00

The distance between us is overwhelming.I used to be able to seeyour heart from anywhere I was.Now the wall around it is so highI can barely see the top.I used to be able to feel your lovejust by coming home.Now it's just a house.Cold.Angry.Empty.Nothing.As long as your anger smouldersI'll never feel warmth.As long as your hatred buildsI'll never feel love.As long as you cannot forgiveI'll always

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-34007744075651493822009-10-09T14:18:00.001-04:002009-10-09T14:20:12.533-04:00

I see your eyes drifting, driftingI'm really not that naiveYou wear a smile but it's drifting, driftingWhile I wear my heart on my sleeveI feel your coldness against my skinI know what follows the autumn windAnd though you say your heart isn't drifting, driftingThe words simply don't ring trueYou're drifting and I'm losing youStay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-17536545269446434592009-09-15T12:40:00.003-04:002009-09-15T13:00:25.955-04:00

The blogo-sphere is probably filled with pictures and tributes to the man who made dancing cool for guys to do.Patrick Swayze made Dirty Dancing what it was. There was a great supporting cast, but he just shone right through as the star.I loved him from the very first moment I saw him in The Outsiders. Playing Darry, the big brother, doing his best to keep his family together.I have nothing

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-50778031418785968232009-08-21T15:34:00.002-04:002009-08-21T16:34:10.112-04:00

I'd like to have them removed please.Anyone who's been reading my FB status updates lately can tell I've been somewhat of an emotional wreck.Well, it's cuz of major problems at home. He'll shoot me for saying this on my blog, but I've got to get this out there. Just typing an entry and letting it sit there does nothing for me. I'm not doing this expecting sympathy, or pity. Since I had no

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-6871809310836487752009-07-17T10:00:00.003-04:002009-07-17T10:24:34.886-04:00

It's been over a year. Everything was supposed to be better.By now, I am supposed to be 100 lbs less. I am supposed to be skinny, and in good health. I am supposed to be able to walk for longer than 30 seconds without any kind of pain or breathing issues.I am supposed to be able to fit into a size ten, at the very most.I am supposed to have at the very least $1000 in a savings account.I am

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-8261639743802897752009-06-26T09:46:00.004-04:002009-06-26T10:08:28.784-04:00

It's one of those times when you realize how much you need the people you care about, and who care about you.Michael Jackson's passing was, to say the least, a total and complete shock to most. But as was pointed out to me, he was never in the best of health, and rumor has it that he only ate once a day, consuming minimal calories in order to keep his weight down.This week, the entertainment

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-92203424819333474332009-06-25T15:53:00.003-04:002009-06-25T16:02:09.587-04:00

I can hear the chorus already. YOU LIVE THERE.Yes, my address is666 Dark Side Lane,Somewhere Across the Universe, Section 8Planet Transexual 90210But I am now on Twitter (OH yeah - THAT dark side).Come find me, if you dare.BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.Ok, so look under angellz. There, I made it easy for ya.PS - let me know who amongst you gets the address references. Tank you veddy much.Stay sane

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-39818793253469545922009-06-22T10:53:00.004-04:002009-06-22T11:30:42.355-04:00

First off, would like to say I LOVE YOU GUYS. Thanks for the wonderful comments on my last post. I shall take all advice.Now.....for the reason I feel fifteen again. I was working this show last night, and was about five feet from the stage. Jonathan Knight is the oldest member of that boy-band sensation known as New Kids on the Block. I adored them when I was younger. Jon was my favourite

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-68929985079215950222009-06-19T15:14:00.004-04:002009-06-19T15:25:36.825-04:00

Wow.I am bored. I don't know why they have me here at work today. The phone has rang MAYBE ten times all day (it's now 3:30 est and I've been here since 8am). Production is closed down in the back. Both the managers are here, so WHY DO THEY NEED ME???? They're all about saving money these days - so for the hour & a half I've got left please send me home!Onto something that is JUST as frustrating.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-78129319756596226632009-06-16T11:08:00.003-04:002009-06-16T11:14:42.091-04:00

To someone who's always been there for me.To a man who has both my love and my respect.To my friend, Vince, I wish you nothing but the best this birthday and every day for the rest of your life.(psst - I promise not to sing this year!)Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-34802427500066916892009-05-15T15:38:00.005-04:002009-05-15T18:13:51.076-04:00

I'm at work on the Friday before a long weekend and the phone has rang MAYBE fifteen times since eight this morning, and most of the calls were for our accoutant.My brain has atrophied into something resembling frozen vomit - at least that's the picture I get when I try to look inside. Nothing creative is coming out, which sucks because I'm always saying that if I had the day off I could get so

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-57431817701625938072009-04-29T11:07:00.003-04:002009-04-29T13:16:12.431-04:00

This happened to me.All sorts of things were supposed to change. I was supposed to lose weight by exersizing and taking better care of my diet.I was supposed to be happier. Living life to the fullest, and never taking anything for granted again. I was supposed to stress less and enjoy more.I was supposed to get a move on in my life. Be in a better job doing something I love.Sad to report,

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-9629243615934694412009-04-13T13:07:00.002-04:002009-04-13T13:16:27.091-04:00

Been feeling this way for awhile. No real energy to do anything, or to write. As my life is falling apart, I have to help one of my best friends plan the rest of hers. As maid of honor for her wedding, it's my job to be there for her during the madness that is planning. And I don't feel up to it - I feel like I'll let her down.I just feel like crawling into a hole and not coming out for a very,

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-82203444454484450582009-03-30T15:59:00.003-04:002009-03-30T16:03:57.267-04:00

If wishes came trueyou would wake up every morninghappy to be beside meexcited for the possibilitiesthe new day bringseager to share them together.If wishes came trueangry words would never havebeen spoken or heard,mistakes that can never be erasedwould not have been,and only mundane problemswould mar our little world.If wishes came trueyou would hold me tight as I criedwhispering soft words of

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-52224835928842437872009-03-18T10:14:00.001-04:002009-03-18T11:15:51.597-04:00

Hey everyone.Been awhile since I've really blogged. It’s not for lack of things to say, but an over abundance of it. I don’t know where to begin.First off, my resolutions have gone to hell in a handbasket. My health sucks, my energy level is non-existant, and what I do have I have to fake my way through. Emotionally, I’m a wreck. For reasons I’ve mentioned before, it looks like my husband and I

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-41689845517477127492009-03-12T11:19:00.002-04:002009-03-12T11:24:44.655-04:00

As a musicals fan, and a HUGE fan of the movie itself - I'm not quite sure how I feel about this.http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20090312/stage_nm/us_stage_heathers_1LOS ANGELES (Hollywood Reporter) – Get ready for "Heathers: The Musical."The influential 1988 dark comedy about high school, which launched the careers of Winona Ryder, Christian Slater and writer Daniel Waters, is stagebound in a

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-23007924771855569162009-02-06T17:59:00.006-05:002009-02-06T19:55:47.749-05:00

K - I know I've been neglectful. It happens. I just have way too much to say, so much so that it clogs up in the brain and I'm left a drooling, stammering moron with no clue how to string together four simple words, let alone articulate everything that's been going through my head. So, let's start simply.It's been brought to my attention that tomorrow is an important day in the blog-o-sphere. It

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-63270849439608337212009-01-16T12:28:00.002-05:002009-01-16T13:00:05.426-05:00

I caught this one over at Trav's Thoughts.It's called the Bloggers Album Project, and it's being hosted by Robert Rouse, who enters the blogosphere from Left of Centrist.Robert says this about his undertaking:I started the Blogger Album Project to discover how diverse - or collective - the Blogosphere is when it comes to taste in music. So far, the choices are interesting - to say the least! Many

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-44419588973898246662009-01-01T16:17:00.002-05:002009-01-01T16:32:24.535-05:00

I hope that this post finds everyone safe, happy and relatively recovered from last night's festivities - whether it be alcohol induced coma's or just a late night of playing trivial pursuit with good friends (I have done both on New Years). Last night was alcohol induced for myself and the hubby, and a few good friends.I was going to resolve not to make any resolutions, but I decided that they

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-73399792127562691322008-12-23T07:50:00.008-05:002008-12-23T09:05:40.557-05:00

Hey all. (quick disclaimer - I do not own any of the pictures used in this post. I found them on the net.)Well, it hasn't been the best year for blogging for me. Hell, it hasn't been the best year for me period.My dad, at the beginning of the year, said that 2008 was going to be a bad year. And boy was it ever! I mean, some good things did come out of it - I got published, I'm still ALIVE,

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-75467110395968520602008-12-05T14:23:00.002-05:002008-12-05T14:39:52.112-05:00

Ok I know.Bad Angell. *hangs head in shame*Life is hectic, but it's also been exhausting. Frankly, I've been too lazy to be creative lately, which is no excuse for not at least letting y'all know that I'm still alive.So - I'm alive.I've got a lot on my mind these days, and I think that here might be the only place where people understand, cuz God only knows my family doesn't. Neither do most

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-88740263796869349102008-11-13T12:03:00.003-05:002008-11-13T12:04:44.139-05:00

When every song you hear causes you to burst into tears in depression, confusion and lonliness....it's time for therapy.Which would y'all recommend?*retail therapy*medical therapy*mental therapy*alcoholStay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-6528947480528109622008-11-12T11:59:00.001-05:002008-11-12T12:00:33.020-05:00

Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-6781093945312684952008-11-06T00:00:00.002-05:002008-11-06T08:48:48.285-05:00

Only StarlightHow beautiful is this day, when everything familiar has changedA crash is only thunder, a spray only rainNo need to take shelter, there's no threat of painHow beautiful is this evening, when time is not on my mindThe cage has blown open, the wires unwindNo need to take shelter, no reason to cryChorusHolding on to the moment, when I can finally breatheFighting for this daydream, when

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-76451263959877584082008-11-05T11:26:00.002-05:002008-11-05T11:27:40.799-05:00

Feeling a little claustrophobic today....a little on edge....and a whole lot fenced in....Wish I knew why...Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-38783342792251414822008-10-31T14:33:00.008-04:002008-10-31T15:01:32.740-04:00

WoW. Sorry about that guys ....*Pfft, like anyone actually reads this anyway? You've got an ego if you think that anyone missed you*Shit. Seems like some of the voices from the Couch have made their way over here. VINNY - keep your voices in your head ok? I've got enough of my own. Right now they're all on vacation in Maui. LMAO.Seriously guys, life has been handing me a shitload of crap, and

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-47463069244535679962008-10-08T08:10:00.001-04:002008-10-08T08:55:25.423-04:00

Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-17630646673223210732008-09-29T22:15:00.003-04:002008-09-29T22:22:48.705-04:00

Hey all.This weekend marks the fourth year in a row that I will be doing the 5km CIBC Run for the Cure for Breast Cancer Research.I'm not pandering for donations. BUT, if you wanted to donate online, they are REAL quick with the tax receipt. LOL.Here's the link below - no expectations, no strings.And if you have someone you'd like me to walk for, let me know and I'll put the name on my card or

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-90693082049887600082008-09-26T08:04:00.005-04:002008-09-26T10:47:31.142-04:00

Well, my lovelies, today marks the tenth anniversary of the day I said "I do." For awhile there, we both never thought we'd make it to this date.Did I ever tell you guys how we met?Well, I had been out of a relationship with my ex Rick, for about five months. I wasn't interested in actually finding a boyfriend. I just wanted to play the field. I was dating two guys - one named Dave and the other

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-69385088788763249012008-09-10T21:00:00.003-04:002008-09-10T21:25:27.419-04:00

Long time between updates. But it's been a little weird getting used to my new hours at work. For the first time in a LONG time, I'm putting in nine hour days in the office, and that's not including the hour or so I'm in there before my official "clock in" time. Rod's new job is working for another company in the same building, but he starts a half hour before I do, so we drive in together, which

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-66798454053902888462008-08-26T11:46:00.002-04:002008-08-26T11:46:36.587-04:00

And yes.I know.I need help.Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-15713189101928383412008-08-20T17:59:00.006-04:002008-08-21T18:18:29.967-04:00

and once again, I know y'all are saying "What else is new?" and "Who now?"Well, the WHO isn't just one person, it's a whole cast.The WHAT, is the beautiful, charming, wonderfully insightful and incredibly produced movie, AND the music that goes with it.I am in love with The Beatles, and Across the Universe.On Saturday, I watched this movie for the first time. I had every intention of seeing it on

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-72830045690359805782008-08-16T17:26:00.000-04:002008-08-16T17:27:48.493-04:00

I came here to be alone.I’m not.I can’t be, for alone is freedom, and that doesn’t exist.Thoughts of you sing in my headRampage through my bloodYou taunt my senses with your caressTease my soul with memories imprint yourself in my eyesso that everywhere I lookI see what we wereI came here to be aloneto be free.So naïve to think I ever could be again.©Angell 2008Stay sane inside insanity ~ and

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-45909806008826185442008-08-15T19:54:00.004-04:002008-08-15T20:10:54.973-04:00

And I'm all better!Well, at least both blockages are gone. YAY for cardiologists - especially cute ones!! Surgery was a bit of a nightmare. Doc wanted to go in through my right wrist rather than my groin because they went in through my right groin the first time (during the heart attack - no mincing around with trying to find wide enough veins at that time!). So they gave me a local - they

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-50151275913628349292008-08-10T09:47:00.003-04:002008-08-10T13:28:33.504-04:00

Hey gang. I know it's been at least a week since my last post. Things have been so overly hectic around here. Life has not been good in some ways.Last Sunday, Rod's Uncle John passed away from a rare disease that turns out to be a cousin of Mad Cow. He'd been degenerating since February, but we weren't told to the degree, and they didn't know until two weeks ago what it was. His daughter had such

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-74283221473851880762008-07-31T19:54:00.005-04:002008-07-31T20:42:44.074-04:00

I've been tagged! Go on....save yourselves....LOL. Kidding. It's been awhile since I have been blessed by Queen Mimi, and I took enormouse amounts of (self provided) pleasure in completing this wonderful *sigh* NEEDS meme.The rules: All you have to do is Google your first name with the word needs behind it and post the results.(I actually used my real name on this one.)1. Andrea needs help

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-251591418729824722008-07-30T12:10:00.003-04:002008-07-30T12:21:20.668-04:00

Ok, so not having a clue about what to write these days (as obvious since my last post was two weeks ago), I saw this wonderful little meme over at Trav's house, and thought I'd grab it for myself. So here it is. It's quite simple really.List seven songs you are into right now.Post these instructions.Tag seven others.Well, let's just open the Recently Played list on my iTunes and see what comes

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-6808093042171531792008-07-16T11:02:00.004-04:002008-12-10T04:46:46.307-05:00

(I look like crap - wasn't posed because Thing 1 burped in my ear just as the pic was being taken. But still very amusing)Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-82183869978538810992008-07-01T00:00:00.001-04:002008-12-10T04:46:46.788-05:00

Not a lot to say on today - our Nation's birthday.EXCEPT.....We up here in the great white north have a LOT to be proud of. For instance....1. Smarties, Crispy Crunch and Coffee Crisp!2. Shreddies, Clamato and Maple Syrup!3. Canadian Beer, Rye and Pure Water!4. Beef, Salmon and Lobster!5. Apple Pie and Superman…by a Canadian!6. Wayne Gretzky, Gordie Howe and Elvis…Stojko that is!7. Guess Who,

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-46131706853143380672008-06-27T10:58:00.006-04:002008-12-10T04:46:47.230-05:00

Well kiddies - it's officially summertime. And in my house, that means loading up the iPod or CD player with ALL Jimmy Buffet, and loading up the blender with Margaritas!!Of course, for me, the main ingredient - tequila - is a mainstay all year round, but it's never more prevailant than in the hot summer sun.So, when MSN decided to link to this wonderful article on today's homepage, I figured I

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-1739800561215293272008-06-15T16:02:00.002-04:002008-12-10T04:46:48.057-05:00

Dad, Mom & nephew Ryan in front of Cinderella's Castle in Disney last August. Dad, Ryan, my bro Jay (Ryan's dad) and my hubby Rod (not yet a dad but will be an awesome one) resting up from walking miles and miles through Mickey's KingdomAwwww - ain't it cute? Jay, Dad and Rod having a "moment" at lunch. My grandparents with Ryan (and mom trying to duck out of the way) at the mall. Papa is 86

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-2381995528498231592008-06-04T00:02:00.000-04:002008-12-10T04:46:48.612-05:00

Don't know why everything came out so blurry. I tried to fix it, but alas, was not able to. The quote says "When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace."- Jimi HendrixStay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-4091694802946023052008-05-30T21:46:00.005-04:002008-12-10T04:46:48.870-05:00

Ok, I'll admit it. Freely and without shame. I am obsessed.I am obsessed with Pirates of the Caribbean.I have watched the third installment, At Worlds End, at least four times in the last week - start to finish, front to back, and in one case, back to front.I can probably recite Curse of the Black Pearl for you verbatim. I'm working on memorizing the other two. Rest assured if I had the money to,

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-58205818563912161242008-05-29T12:42:00.003-04:002008-05-29T13:08:45.894-04:00

Ok, so that's not completely true. I am ALLOWED to leave the house - I'm just not allowed to do it alone. And legally, I still can't drive until I'm cleared by my cardiologist. At least that's the way I understand it. So, here I sit - surfing, watching tv, and doing light housework until my stress test on June 2. Hardly anyone calls, and no one stops by. I get emails. But that's about it.I'M

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-60530461695364373812008-05-11T14:00:00.006-04:002008-05-19T11:13:29.886-04:00

WARNING: Contains adult content. Paul, I have to apologize now honey.This is a clip of The Rocky Horror Show from CanStage's production last year. The guy playing the lead is a wonderful actor named Adam Brazier. Adam and I worked together - so to speak - when he was appearing as Skye in Mamma Mia at the Royal Alex many moons ago (seems like a lifetime). I know that Tim Curry is the original

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-81636444064394445412008-05-07T18:40:00.002-04:002008-05-07T18:43:00.446-04:00

Don't know if everyone else is going through this or not, but Hotmail is having serious problems y'all, so I can't get to your messages. *grumble grumble*That sucks when you're at home and you're secondary form of entertainment is your email.On a more interesting note, I had THE MOST wonderful and bizarre dream about myself and Monsieur Hicks last night (sorry Dana baby - you weren't there). I

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-34208305932629532872008-05-05T12:18:00.004-04:002008-05-05T13:39:46.427-04:00

Well, all the warning signs were there. My weight was up, my cholesterol levels were ridiculously high, and my activity was non-existant.So it should have come as no surprise when on Monday morning, my left jaw and left chest were in a lot of pain. I thought it would just go away and proceeded to get ready for work, as I always do. My cousin knocked on the door, and off we went. All the while

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-9113841691831933722008-04-10T14:59:00.003-04:002008-12-10T04:46:49.240-05:00

Well, I was tagged for this inspirational meme by the originator Wavy (or was it Mimi?) Anyway, it's a good question. If you could leave one message to the world, what would it be? A favourite quote....a song lyric.....a joke.....Whatever it is, here's your chance.And since the Queen herself has tagged just about everyone in the blogosphere....I won't tag anyone BUT, will say that if you haven't

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-77083757757787698502008-04-08T13:09:00.002-04:002008-04-08T13:29:36.867-04:00

*shaking fist at the sky*Whom am I cursing out? Well, where to start today....A) Warren. He works with me. He's a moron. He knows nothing, but for some reason, is a good sales person. So the boss (re: owner of the company, NOT the general manager who has to deal with him every day) loves him. His job is safe, and my job is to put up with him. It drives me nuts and on a daily basis, I am

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-7403836279519102742008-04-01T18:07:00.003-04:002008-12-10T04:46:49.423-05:00

Ladies and gents....I've got fabbo, boffo, socko, stupendous, splendiferous news!I am, once again, a licensed security guard!!!!I know, I know, I bitched and moaned in three very LONG rants about not being a guard, and how long it was going to take to get my license back.WELLLLLLLLLL.....Turns out the Ministry decided to re-evalutate what charges were important and necessary to receive pardons

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-21389361028063767612008-03-16T18:47:00.004-04:002008-12-10T04:46:49.514-05:00

I was in the States this past weekend with the family, and I had a few coupons for Borders. Anyone who knows me knows that I love books, but hate paying the high prices here in Canada for them. With the exchange rate being amazing, I bought a few of them. Two were erotica (of course - one was B is for Bondage, an anthology edited by the always brilliant Alison Tyler, and another, Dances with

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-70013954095317368912008-03-07T10:09:00.006-05:002008-12-10T04:46:49.758-05:00

Ok, so to start, this wonderful meme is going around and I might have done a similar one before but I shall do it again - cuz it's just too much fun. :DThe rules:1. Put your music player on Shuffle2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT. (This is in capital letters, so it is very serious.)1. IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY”

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-57444794179184252702008-03-03T08:09:00.004-05:002008-12-10T04:46:49.882-05:00

Today, Canadians awoke to devestating news from the Entertainment world. One of our countries most talented and beloved sons had passed on.Jeff Healey, probably best known to Americans for speaking these words "Yeah, and I thought you'd be taller." to Patrick Swayze in the 1989 hit movie Roadhouse, passed away from cancer last night at the age of 41.Jeff suffered all his life from a rare form of

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-38593163076060155262008-02-25T10:56:00.000-05:002008-12-10T04:46:50.487-05:00

Well, I know it's been over a month since my last post and I'd like to say that it's cause life is hectic, and in a way, that's accurate. However, it's also because I have SO much to say, but no coherent train of thought. It happens sometimes. So I'm just gonna blow here, and if it makes sense, then that's a bonus.First off, I'm sad to report that a section of Queen St W., Toronto's oldest,

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-19589423595582508592008-01-14T22:30:00.000-05:002008-12-10T04:46:50.644-05:00

Ok, it's been tough. Another old friend of mine just lost her dad this morning. And I sat down and really thought about that. So many people I know have lost their fathers in the last year, it's truly devestating to think about.There was a group of us girls, years ago. Some came and went, but four of us stayed constant. Today, three out of four of us have lost our fathers. I'm the only lucky

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-36569610577078686932008-01-13T15:05:00.000-05:002008-01-13T15:12:00.175-05:00

I really don't have anything of merit to write about these days. It's been a tough new year so far. A friend of mine lost his father, to whom he was very close. My husband got into an accident with our truck - he's fine, but the truck's not - and my husband got the ticket instead of the guy who hit him. So not only do we have to dish out the deductible, we have to pay the fine too, AND our

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-43604498704013020542008-01-01T19:09:00.000-05:002008-01-01T21:13:29.532-05:00

Hey everyone! I'm baaaaaaaaack.I have had NO time this past Xmas break to even breathe, let alone sit in front of the computer for the amount of time it would take to read all the wonderful blogs of my friends, and to write a year end review. It's just been too freaking busy around this place. And tomorrow, I head back to work (yeah - enthusiasm abounds XP).But one thing that I was able to do

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-21159048119991519472007-12-11T10:30:00.000-05:002007-12-11T11:03:21.492-05:00

Christmas Meme - Dixie invited everyone to play, so I thought - why not? I'm not feeling the greatest, and I'm three days behind in posting. This is fun and easy!!1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? If it can fit in a box, I wrap it. Heck, even if it doesn't. I just love wrapping gifts.2. Real tree or Artificial? Artificial. No pine neeles sticking in the cat's paws for weeks afterwards.3. When do

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-25696910708265999762007-12-07T10:58:00.000-05:002007-12-07T22:44:00.991-05:00

Just who does the big guy think he is anyway?Oh right - I forgot. He's "Santa Clause". He knows when you're sleeping, he knows when you're awake, he knows when you've been bad or good.....Yah, you ever stop to wonder HOW he knows all this? It's not cuz he's got super powers, or a magic mirror that tells him every single action of every single boy and girl, and it's certainly NOT because he's

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-47478157840102883592007-12-06T09:54:00.000-05:002007-12-07T10:00:10.959-05:00

Ok, got a little behind this week. (And this was ready for yesterday, but I got swamped at work and by the time I was done bowling and got home, and did laundry....anyway, you get the idea. I forgot to post). So I thought I'd take a cue from Matt-Man, and Bond, and pull a Christmas TT out of the archives. I've updated a few, but otherwise, enjoy! Oh, and today's tune is one of my ALL time

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-32769954998079994702007-12-05T20:15:00.001-05:002008-12-10T04:46:50.858-05:00

(This is our tree and the song playing is a staple at Christmas time in our house - even though my Dad keeps trying to ban the CD)Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-33210035973150723592007-12-04T10:13:00.000-05:002007-12-05T12:52:35.957-05:00

Ok, this bites.I have two major parties this weekend, not to mention the annual family Christmas brunch and a work shift - AND I'M GETTING SICK.Grrrrr......I mean, it couldn't come in January? After the holidays? After all the parties and fun? Of course not. Because life just doesn't ever work out that perfect. LOL.So we put our Christmas tree up yesterday. My nephew came over to help decorate it

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-88532094184845742962007-12-03T09:41:00.000-05:002008-12-10T04:46:51.171-05:00

Well, I survived it. My first shift in blue - and I HATED it. I was almost in tears ten minutes into it. But I smiled my way through it and was assured by my supervisors that I did a fabulous job and they are grateful that I am there. And I am grateful that I still have a job, but it just showed me that I need to get on the stick about this pardon. Only then will I feel whole again (warning -

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-91009891810639744312007-12-02T10:37:00.000-05:002008-12-10T04:46:51.392-05:00

Ok, so today is my first shift as an usher, and I HATE it. I don't want to do this. But if I want to stay with the company, and have a chance at getting back into the security side after my pardon comes through, than I have no choice. I know that my boss and supervisor don't want to lose me, which makes me feel better I guess.I just know that the red shirts will look at me differently. It can't

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-757001501474853812007-12-01T13:30:00.000-05:002008-12-10T04:46:51.554-05:00

That is to say, I'm going to post twenty five of my favourite Christmas tunes - one a day - until Christmas morn. Now, I'll still be writing - on what subject I have no idea - but it won't JUST be music. At least I hope not. I mean, I should have stuff to write about seeing as how the Christmas season is the most exciting time of the year.Keeping Dana's very informative list in mind (I won't post

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-29048153740638376182007-11-28T09:58:00.000-05:002008-12-10T04:46:51.821-05:00

Oh we never know where life will take usI know it's just a ride on the wheelAnd we never know when death will shake usAnd we wonder how it will feelSo goodbye my friendI know I'll never see you againBut the time together through all the yearsWill take away these tearsIt's okay nowGoodbye my friendI've seen a lot things that make me crazyAnd I guess I held on to youWe could've run away and left

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-80132598040189504442007-11-27T10:57:00.000-05:002007-11-27T11:10:26.956-05:00

Well, it looks like stupid mistakes will turn around and bite you in the ass.Ladies and gents, if you've ever been in trouble with the law, TAKE CARE OF IT. Something I did fifteen years ago is now preventing me from renewing my security license and keeping me out of a job I love. Until, that is, I get a pardon.Which, from all my research, takes TWO YEARS.I've spent five years in this company.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-3288423879871699522007-11-23T12:52:00.000-05:002007-11-23T12:55:41.614-05:00

Just one nightto be held by youto know the touchthe smellof your skin.Just one nightto hear youwhisper my name;to hear how itfalls in cascadesfrom your lips.Just one nightto memorizethe incandescent lustreof your smile,of your eyes.Just one nightto dance alonewith you,to music onlywe can hear.Just one nightto decideto live again.©Angell 2007Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-2038907327161904422007-11-07T11:40:00.000-05:002008-12-10T04:46:51.980-05:00

Visit the above link for instructions on how to get your banner and peace globe. Join the movement that's sweeping the blogging nation.Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-82543967857643004482007-10-31T11:47:00.000-04:002008-12-10T04:46:52.860-05:00

WOOOOOOOOOO! And Happy Hallowe'en!!I made it.My 100th post.As I'm typing this, I'm reflecting on what got me started - silly me - BOND!! And the Soul Patrol of course.I'm not a consistent blogger, like some of our wonderful friends. And I'm certainly not the most creative blogger in the blogosphere. I don't do profound "thinking" posts. I don't write scathing (but amusing) social commentaries. My

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-52353179883801822692007-10-23T13:33:00.000-04:002007-10-23T14:02:34.153-04:00

Ok, I'm tired of pretending that I love my job. While it's not the hardest or most challenging in the world, leaving plently of slack/surf time - I just can't take it any more. Officially, I'm supposed to be doing accounts receivable. But I'm not cut out for it. I don't have the killer instinct to say to someone "I don't care if your wife is in the hospital and she's the one that takes care of

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-59075009652022543952007-10-22T14:21:00.000-04:002008-12-10T04:46:53.042-05:00

I was thinking about this the other day. Now, everyone who knows me knows that I love to communicate through song. I'm really big on playing songs with lyrics that are able to convey my feelings sometimes better than I can.This came about because I am famous for putting lyrics on my Facebook page. My cousin saw a set of lyrics and said to me, "Now, if I could only get my boyfriend to read those.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-32562662635501966452007-10-17T11:54:00.000-04:002008-12-10T04:46:53.206-05:00

The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return.Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-44732650179460290222007-10-12T10:31:00.000-04:002007-10-12T11:30:20.282-04:00

I'm having the SHITTIEST day, and it's not even noon yet. And we all know I can't rant it out on here, so rather than try I'm just gonna give you guys a great tune by some home grown talent. This song is off their best album (in my opinion), 1994's Memory Thief.Ladies & gents, for your listening pleasure, I give you Lost & Profound...Miracles Happen! (yayyyyyyyy - leaves the stage waving arms

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-34829037820298503392007-10-10T09:00:00.000-04:002008-12-10T04:46:53.436-05:00

Thought of Vinny, Bruno, Guido and da boys when I saw this @ MGM in Florida. Had to take the shot.Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-79803751158087841152007-09-28T13:14:00.000-04:002008-12-10T04:46:53.723-05:00

I miss writing with pencils. I know that sounds strange coming from someone who spends most of her time on the computer typing. But I do. I don't know why.I miss the smell of the pencil shavings. I miss the smoothness between my fingers (I always used the round pencils, not the hexagonical ones - and is that even a word?). I miss erasing my mistakes with a white eraser - not a red one, a white

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So, I haven't had much time to post lately, and I have SO much that I want to say. But for today, I shall keep it short and sweet.There are days I manage to make it to every person's blog on my list, and then there are days when I just can't do it. Today was one of those days. Work was crazy (read: no time to slack), so I just started surfing when I got home, although it IS my anniversary and

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-78142963578932000032007-09-17T12:20:00.000-04:002007-09-17T12:17:57.982-04:00

in my hearti kiss those lipsgently, passionatelyyet in realitythey've never met minein my hearti kiss those lipsand whisper a brokenGoodbyehe doesn't need mehe never didno more playful notesno more deep toned callsi can read between the lineswas it all in my headwere the feelings realwas i just a toywas i just a gamei knew the scorewhen his soul touched minehe never could be anything to meexcept

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-52141798048908818212007-09-16T10:37:00.002-04:002007-09-16T10:38:57.630-04:00

A work of fiction - done when I was YOUNGER. (so much more so than I am now)The sound of the rocking chair on the creaky floorboards echoes eerily through the deserted corridors of James Hall. The approaching dawn bathes the floor in a soft pink light. All the doors are closed, as no doubt the co-eds are sleeping off the night before. A soft chuckle emits from the rocking chair as the occupant

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-46988883172656753322007-09-14T10:17:00.000-04:002007-09-14T11:12:19.800-04:00

I came across this article on the MSN homepage this morning.French adulterers have a new ally in web-based alibi serviceThat takes the cake of anything I've ever seen.For those of you who can't click the linkPARIS (AP) - Looking to get away for a weekend fling without getting caught? A new French company provides would-be adulterers with custom-made excuses that help take the danger of discovery

Angellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07752214549343627320noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995966665402000181.post-31089819561265828082007-09-09T12:19:00.000-04:002008-12-10T04:46:54.057-05:00

WOOO - let me tell you, NWP (Northwest Protection - my security crew) staff knows how to do it up hawt! Don't matter the venue, don't matter the time - we know how to make it all count baby!On Saturday, three of our guards had a birthday (yes it was all their actual bdays), and so after an eventful Brad Paisley show (such a thing does exist), we decided to head out and celebrate and blow off some

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