tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62597187684236541902024-03-05T21:53:35.472-08:00Life with Liz...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259718768423654190.post-61528212377888764782016-04-01T23:15:00.000-07:002019-04-02T20:19:06.910-07:00Long time, no see ya...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Soooo, I'm thirty. Yep. Do I feel any different? Not really, but kinda... and in a good way. Turning 30 kinda bummed me out, so the only logical place to go to celebrate my birthday, was Chuck E. Cheese's. I remember when that place was the bomb.com, haha! I'm going to go back even farther- remember when it was ShowBiz Pizza?!?! That place was THE BEST. CEC's entertainment is now just a bunch of video screens. But the pizza rules and it has a few fun games and a few fun picture/sketch a picture booths, so it's all good. </span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Aaaaand I also got an IOU (if you will) for Duran Duran tickets, because the tickets hadn't went on sale yet. However, that didn't happen. Vallitix is awful and the California Mid-State Fair is ridiculous, because they put 3 concerts on sale on the SAME day, at the SAME time, so the server overload was massive. All of the decent seats were gone within minutes. Scalpers took almost half of the damn tickets. It was a mess. There are still seats left, but they're horrible... and I'm not sitting there. I am not a snob, but we saw Def Leppard there last year, and I know what is good and what isn't. I'm still frowning, but not as much as I was, because... I'LL BE SEEING JOAN JETT & THE BLACKHEARTS/CHEAP TRICK, IN AUGUST. That is like a DREAM SHOW of mine, oh my god. I am going to die. I am freaking out so hard. Like, I'm seriously going to faint. And spaz. And be merry. MY BABES. Tom Petersson, Robin Zander, and Joanie... *squeeeeeeeeeeees* Okay, I'm good now...</span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">... no, wait<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">, </span>one more squee moment: I'LL ALSO BE SEEING DEF LEPPARD IN SEPTEMBER!!!!! That was a story. A very, very bad story. Live Nation is just as worse as Vallitix. Easier to use, but damn, y'all. There was like a zillion dang pre-sales going on and the scalpers pretty much took everything, except for the $725 and $350 VIP tickets (although, I think a few have). The best available tickets through pre-sales were lower bowl row R right in to the 200 sections. Bullshit. Absolute bullshit. I even had 3 pre-sale options and it was a joke. So, I held out for the public on-sale. IT WAS A JOKE. I kept checking back for like a week... nothing new had popped up, so I quit. I randomly decided to check a few days ago and row I, K, and M had opened up... on Viv's side. And they were decent seats. I was going to wait until about a week or so before the concert to see if any available VIP tickets had re-opened to public on-sale price... but I decided that I wasn't going to take that chance. I'm down with row I, 13th row (rows don't start with A lol). That's better than the seats we had last year at the Paso Robles fair... good grief. So yeah, Tesla opens the shows, REO Speedwagon (God, help me) plays the middle slot, and then Def Leppard gets to rule us \m/ \m/</span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">P.S.- Hell froze over. A parti<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">al<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ly reun<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ted G<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">uns 'n' Roses played the <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Troubadour tonight. Axl, Duff<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">, and Slash<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">. Together<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">. And they're all still stan<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">din<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">g. Whoa. It'<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">s <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">happe<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">nin<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">g. <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">'s happen<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ing without<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Izzy Stradlin<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> and <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Steven Adler, though... and that <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">blows. :-<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">/ (<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Edited at 1:24<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">AM, April 2n<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">d</span></span>)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">I haven't posted anything in almost 2 years. </span></b></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}"><span class="UFICommentBody">
I had the urge to start blogging again, a few months ago, but I didn't
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that fizzled. I guess I'm stuck with blogspot..<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">. f<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">or n<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ow.</span></span></span> </span></span>Yikes. I'm still alive, though. I think?! Yeah, I am. A piece of my heart is gone, though. Post-Bowie life sucks, man. It just does. I still can't friggin' believe it. Life just feel less colorful. His music still lives on and always will, but... it just... sucks. One minute his new album comes out and he's celebrating his 69th birthday, and you're sitting on the couch watching a Bowie-athon on Vh1 Classic talking about how epic he is and how he's clearly an alien and how he's gonna live forever because he just is, because he is the almighty Bowie... and then 2 days later, <i>he dies.</i> WHAT?! My world crumbled and what I felt was a different kind of pain. Different from when Heath died, different from when Michael Jackson died, etc. Saying I was gutted, heartbroken, shocked... would be an absolute understatement. The world just kinda stopped for a little bit. I didn't sleep that night. I was a mess. I listened to Bowie all night and it was hard. "Blackstar" makes s<i>o much</i> sense after the night of January 10th. It's brilliant, I've listened to it 3 times, but it is just so hard to listen to... I've tucked that one away, for now. Seeing everyone's love for Bowie was incredible, though. My Twitter<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">/<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Facebook/<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Instagram feeds w<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ere</span></span></span></span> filled with pretty much nothing but Bowie. It was magical, it was beautiful and it was rad.<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span>I also enjoyed seeing people who I knew were never fans of Bowie spew out their "love and respect" for Bowie. Okay, cool. But we won't get into that. We were all united and connected through Bowie and it ruled. There were Bowie tributes everywhere; Radio, internet radio, and on tv. I really, r<i>eally</i> wish that SiriusXM would've kept the Bowie station (or made him one on a different channel)... I still can't believe he didn't <i>already have</i> a Channel dedicated to him. I mean, the Grateful Dead has one, Bruce Springsteen has one, Willie Nelson has one, Jimmy Buffett has one... Billy friggin' Joel and Pit-fucking-Bull have one... but Bowie doesn't have one? Bollocks! It's bollocks, I say!</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">So that's the most recent thing. Well, and something else, but I don't even think I really want to get into that. A person could call it a break up, or a person could call it a <i>dissolution of conversating</i>, since everything was done <i>by phone.</i> 2 years of texting, phone calls and FaceTiming... and we lived in the SAME state, about 4-ish hours away. We just weren't right for each other, and it became more and more apparent as the final months went by. 2 years was too long for that kind of thing. I think we were better off being friends. Anyway, never again. I just wanna be left alone for a while. I still think I'm better off being single. </span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Let's see... I've seen some really great shows over the last 2 years, and some not-so-good shows. The last show I mentioned on here was Michael Schenker, I believe? Joan Jett, Tesla, Foreigner, Def Leppard (with Tesla opening) and Cheap Trick were ALL amazing!!! That Def Leppard show was amazing. It was one of the best I've ever seen!!! I/we couldn't see shit, though, because the seating arrangement was terrible. One of the downsides to seeing a show at the Paso Robles Mid-State Fair. Yikes. We went to 2 Scorpions shows last year, and they were both disappointing, but I won't really go into that. The set list/order stunk, it was cheesy, one of the members were a complete mess on and off the stage (gee, I wonder who it was?!) and the vibe was just... we weren't feeling it. I don't know what was going on, but those weren't their best shows. Buuuut the Inglewood show had an amazing VIP room/party thing AND I met Jeff Scott Soto real quick after the show. That made the whole thing worth it. I also worked a l<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ot </span>of concerts over the last two years<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">, and onl<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">y a <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">handful of those were worth<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> a damn <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">lol.</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>Speaking of birthday wishes, I have the greatest friends EVER!!!! I got so many amazing birthday wishes today! I loved each and every wish... they were all very much appreciated </b>♥</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>Also... A VERY SPECIAL SHOUT OUT TO MY ISLAND FAMILY <span style="font-size: large;">♥ </span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">It's February 1st... oh, how quickly the days pass by. The days need to slow down a bit, because my birthday is in 13 days... I'm about to turn the dreaded 28. Another year closer to the big 3 0... geeeezussss... but I don't want to talk about that. Jam on...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">Math. We all know I love math. Math is sexy. Rawr... <i>NOT!</i> Math is an ugly beast... an ugly beast that will forever be the death of me. Make it stop, please. We had our first test on Tuesday. We were given a study guide last Thursday to work on and to study off of. I did the study guide at least 5-6 times from last Thursday to Tuesday... I could've done it in my sleep. Fast forward to Tuesday... we were handed the tests... only about 10% of what was on the study guide was actually on the test. The thoughts I had are too vulgar to post on here... but there were a lot of f-bombs. <i>A LOT </i>of f-bombs. My next thought? <i>Alright then.</i> Oh, and I should probably mention that we're not allowed to use calculators in my class. Yeah. It's lovely... all kinds of lovely. 26 questions but we were only getting graded for 25... that kind of made things a little better. </span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;">I was certain that I had failed it. If not failed, then at least a D. I was bummed. Absolutely bummed. I was also pissed... so very pissed. I mean, why give us a study guide when only a chunk of it will actually end up on the test? It's a complete waste of time... and it gives false hope. I listened to Rage Against the Machine for almost the entire rest of the day/night. I wasn't in a very good mood. Saying that I was disappointed would be an understatement...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">Fast forward to Thursday. I had both school and work to deal with. I had to go to work almost immediately after I got out of class... I knew I'd be getting my test back... I was not ready. Getting a failing grade would've made my night at work a living hell. He waited until the end of class to hand our tests back. Looooovely. That was terrible!! I rocked the class work for the day, though. (Now I have 'Rock the Casbah' stuck in my head.) I got my test and walked out the door... I didn't even want to look at it. I got a friggin' 92%. A 92%. I actually verbally asked myself, "How in the actual hell?" Seriously, <i>how?! </i>I missed 3, but only 2 counted. I missed one that I <i>knew</i> I was going to miss... the other 2 were easy ones that I thought I got right. Ha. Oops. I was baffled. I'm still baffled. It was easy stuff compared to what's coming up... but damn... at least give us legit stuff to study. I don't want or need any mathematical mind f*cks.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">The P!nk concert. I guess someone hates me because I was given the 'smoking area'. I would've rather have taken 50 math tests in a row. It's mind boggling... ADULTS DO NOT FUCKING LISTEN. What part of <i>you cannot take alcoholic beverages outside with you</i> don't people understand?!?! I don't know if that's a new rule (?) or what, but people could NOT grasp that concept... ALL freaking night. Gawd. The Savemart Center needs to make a sign and put it up, or something. The concert goers thought that I was the one who made this rule. Why would I make that rule? I don't even understand that rule? Give me a break. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">I was right by an entrance door... I saw all walks of life walk in and walk by. I was also next to the merch table. I saw some very interesting people. People ranging from 7 years old to 70 years old. ALL walks of life. It was very interesting. My favorite was a guy who walked in wearing a black leather corset, a black mini skirt and black leather knee-high boots. <i>Work it, dude!!</i> The girl in the pink tutu ranked a close (or not so close) 2nd. I got hit on by 6 men and 12 lesbians. I don't know how many times I was told that I was "the cutest security guard ever!!" Or that I was <i>the cutest security guard that they had ever seen.</i> Puppies are cute. Babies are cute. Kittens are cute. I am not any of those things. If one more person calls me "cute", I just might scream. Moving on...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">I conversed with a James Franco look-alike... I was alllllll smiles with that one. I literally almost said, "I'm sorry James Franco, you cannot take your beer out to the smoking area." Almost. He was SO CUTE. Then there was one of P!nk's dancers (who shall remain nameless)... I thought she was going to murder me at first. Straight out of a creepy horror flick. Working that particular post was an experience... one I hope to never experience again. I'd rather work a door that doesn't open... I'm becoming less and less of a "people person"... less than I already was before. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">After I was cleared of 'smoking area' duty, I was told to go and help out with a post-show meet and greet. The opening band, <i>The Kin</i> were holding a meet and greet after P!nk was over. There were tons of people in line... <i>tons</i>. All the way down the concourse and around the corner. Goodness. Girls were swooning left and right. About 5 minutes after I got there, they randomly stepped aside from their meet and greet. One of the guys yelled something like, "HEYYYY EVERYBODY! ARE YOU READY FOR A MUSICAL ROBBERYYYY?!?!" We were like, "What the hell?!" It started with a nice little drum beat... then they started to walk up/down the concourse a bit while singing about 30 seconds (maybe more?) of "When Doves Cry" by Prince. Of course it had to be a Prince song, right? Geezus. I couldn't help but laugh. That was the strangest, most random thing I have ever witnessed. Once they were done, they quietly walked back to the meet and greet and pretended like nothing ever happened. I was a victim of a musical robbery. It was my first... and hopefully my last. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">I took last semester off, in case anybody was wondering. Not by choice, as I was kind of forced to. It all started when my math class was canceled. Yep. They canceled it mid-summer (I'm thinkin'?) but failed to notify anyone until two weeks before the Fall semester started. Ass. All ass. It wasn't like I could afford a damn math book (plus a zillion dollar online code) AND a computer book (which was almost a zillion dollars). So, I decided that it wasn't worth the hassle and that my college could f*ck off... so yeah, I made the decision to take a break. Work some, take the break, and go back in the Spring. Here I am. Spring 2014.</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Math. Wooooo friggin' hooooo!!! My brother had my instructor for two straight semesters. I trust his judgement, so I decided to take Mr. Allen. Only about half of the class understood his humor today... I'm thinkin' it's going to be a looooong semester. I excel in sarcasm and dry humor... so I get it. I should also mention that he looks like a less cuter version of Ryan Gosling. Geezus. </span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Ooookayyy... this dude... we can be friends. I think. I think? Yeah, maybe. I mean, he mentioned Mother Love Bone before I even threw that name out there. It takes a special breed. He flipped out when I spoke the MLB language right back to him. I seriously think that people think that I am secretly some 40-year-old police spy (who looks 12) who takes classes/hangs out on campus so I can spy on anyone doing illegal stuff on campus. That's how people make me feel sometimes... haha! I'm just a rad 27-year-old. That's all ;)</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">"Big Fish" was one of the few Tim Burton films that I hadn't seen. I knew Pearl Jam had a song on the soundtrack (it plays in the closing credits) "Man of the Hour" and it's one of my fave songs. For some reason, I just never saw it. Dish on-Demand <i>or whatever it's called</i> has had it in their "free movie section" for a while now and I was going to watch it, but I forgot about it. Hey, it sucks getting old, kids. Heh. Anywayyy... my Uncle was an absolute mess</span></b></span></span><span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">, the day after my Grandfather passed</span></b></span></span>. In between sobs, he kept talking about how he was so happy and so glad that they were able to take my Grandfather on his last fishing trip (my grandfather LOVED to fish. LOVED.) He kept talking about how he caught some <i>big fish</i>. Every other sentence, he talked about <i>big fish... big fish... big fish</i>. Ding, ding, ding... the light bulb went on. It was rather bright, too. I had heard Eddie Vedder talk about it... and I was thinking to myself, 'okay... I'll watch it. But not now. NOT now.' A few nights later, I was surfing through the 'free movies' on Dish and passed by Big Fish... "Nope!" Then I heard a voice, and it was singing "She ain't got no yo-yo"... "Yep!" and I went back to Big Fish and pressed the play button. So, I kinda love that movie. I do. The Ved was right. One can not finish that movie and leave with a dry eye, let me tell ya people. Damn. The end was what got me. Billy Crudup's character says something like, "my father was a big fish"... yeah, well, my grandfather was big fish. The imagery in that scene along with that quote was the start of some kind of a healing process... or maybe some sort of reassurance? That part made me bawl but it also made me smile. So yeah, Tim Burton can do no wrong, in my mind. Even the awkwardly uncomfortable "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory"... yeah. A genius you are, Tim.</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I probably shouldn't even be blogging right now... but if I don't, I'll probably end up going nuts. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Christmas. I never got to post about Christmas. I hope everyone had a great Christmas/holiday season, whatever floats your boat. If you didn't, keep your chin up, there's always next year!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I had a good Christmas. My main Christmas present was given to me back in November... the Pearl Jam concert. That was seriously the only thing I needed. Like, that was IT. The golden present! The golden present was absolutely epic. Yep. EPIC. Pearl Jam... I looooooove youuuuuuuu!!!!!!! ♥</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I guess you could say that I had a very Merry Stonemas. Aside from the Pearl Jam concert, I got a few Mother Love Bone items and a few BRAD cds. Stone Gossard for the absolute friggin' WIN!!!! </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I got a Steel Panther cd for a gag gift... or at least to me, it was a gag gift. I got a few pairs of much-needed fuzzy socks, 2 pairs of corduroy pants, and a little bit of $$. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">ALSO, the Christmas cards (and book) that I received from my Island family, pretty much made my entire year. I've never received that many Christmas cards in my entire life. Every day for weeks they would arrive... 3 would come... 5 would come... 2 would come, etc. When the book came... I couldn't. The feels, man... the feels. I am blessed. ♥</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">My Mother and I took a brief trip to Morro Bay a few days ago... it lasted for a day and a half... if even. My Grandfather passed away sometime around 6-ish - 7:20-ish on Sunday evening. I got a text from my brother. We knew we had to head back to Fresno ASAP. So we packed our stuff, cleaned up the 5th wheel a bit... left at about 10:45PM and didn't get home until about 1:45AM. Didn't even think twice about staying. We HAD to go back home. We had to. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">We weren't even sure if we should've gone to Morro Bay in the first place, but everyone told us to go and that we shouldn't let my Grandfather dying stop us from living our lives. We all knew he probably wasn't going to make it past Monday... but we still had hope.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Shitty. The entire thing was just shitty. There wasn't anything we could do. We all just had to sit and watch him slowly die. Cancer. FUCK cancer. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">He was the only Grandfather my brother and I had. Now he's gone. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I have some of the most awesome friends, by the way. I love them dearly. Their kind words and outpouring means more to me than anyone will ever know. Forever grateful. ♥</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Tonight blessed us with another shit storm. My Mother's biological mother is a waste of human life. I have absolutely ZERO respect for that woman. And after tonight, I am done with her. For good. DONE. I am too old for this shit... she is too old to be acting like this. She is a fake, a phony, and a massive fucking idiot. DONE. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I didn't watch the ball drop last year, and I will not watch the ball drop this year. Instead, once again, I am ending the year/beginning the new year with Pearl Jam. I'm watching Pearl Jam Twenty. I've watched it a zillion times this past year... and I've watched it every night since Sunday. It's keeping me sane. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">* "Funny apron" is a total metrosexual. He is very proud of that fact. He likes his hair product. Always has to have product. His nails are all nice. And loves his body lotion. He has to lotion every day. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">* "Funny apron" (had a couple of beers, by the way. So I'm sure most of it was a joke. We were all laughing hysterically, regardless) confessed his attraction to his aunt and was being all silly. He said he's had a thing for her since he was a kid. He used to like a few of his family members when he was a kid... "have you ever heard about kissing cousins???" Now THAT was a joke. It was a hilarious joke, but we were all still laughing. They tried to pair Craig up with Michelle... and THAT was funny as hell. "Me and Michelle? When? I must have forgotten that. I must have forgotten that year." Others suggested that our family needs a reality tv show. I haven't laughed that hard or that much in a long time. I needed that. More than anyone will ever know. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">My Mother then said, "We do, my brother." Mr. "Maverick" was given that crown. Heh.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Gawd, what else? There was so much stuff that I can't even remember it all. It was all just a hilarious mess. And I loved every second of it. I wish we saw these people more often. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I am now out of my funk. I will now go play on my other blog. Things will get done tomorrow. Which reminds me, I have to "inbasket" Mike the link to my blogs :P</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I haven't blogged since October 14th. Yikes. To catch up, October was beyond awesome... and November... well... November didn't get good until 2 days ago. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I SAW PEARL JAM IN CONCERT!!!!!!!!!!! FINALLYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!! </span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And it was epic. Freaking epic. It was the greatest thing I have ever seen. My mother and I saw them in Oakland, on November 26th, at the Oracle Arena. Yeah, Oakland. We made it out alive and unharmed. Praise Jesus.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Today is <strike>Thanksgiving</strike> Turkey Day. I survived another one. We actually had three meals... the first meal happened last week. My mother's biological mother (yep, she still holds that title, folks) had her <strike>Thanksgiving</strike> meal last week, because her and her man are in Morro Bay until December 1st. It went exactly how I expected it to go. I'll take 'let's be distant and fake for $1000, Alex'. Geez.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">My Grandmother (on my Dad's side of the family) had her <strike>Thanksgiving</strike> meal around lunch time. It had pretty much all of the traditional fixings. It was surprisingly peaceful/quiet.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It was just myself, my mother, father, brother, grandmother, my aunt, my uncle, and my uncle's friend (?) "Cat". "Cat" (or however he spells it?) is an... um... interesting dude? I have no idea who he is or where he comes from... or how he knows my uncle? But he was there. Yeah. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The best meal was my mother's. Of course. LASAGNA!!!!! Heaven. Dr. Pepper, root beer (for my brother), dinner rolls and black olives were also included. Again I say, HEAVEN! Oh, and I should probably mention that it was an immediate family-only dinner. Ha.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The day ends in 10 minutes... I have to wrap this up!</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*My family, of course! </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*My non-related family! (Pets included)</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*My awesomely rad friends.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*Music. Music is pretty much the only thing that keeps me sane. I listen to a lot of bands/artists throughout the year. But this year, I'm <i>most</i> thankful for Def Leppard, Pearl Jam, Hanson (without Hanson, I wouldn't have my ISLANDERS!), Mother Love Bone, David Bowie, Led Zeppelin, Duran Duran, Suede, Jeff Buckley, AFI, and The Clash.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*My job. Even though it kills me sometimes... I'm on the payroll.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*My health.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*Having a roof over my head.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">December is creeping around the corner...</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This month is definitely <i>rocktober</i>! (It's also <i>Zactober</i> *Hanson fans unite!*)</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But yeah... friggin' ROCKTOBER!!!!</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's only 12 days in, but this month has totally rocked my socks. It's kinda making me forget about Shittember. Ha.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hockey season is in full swing! My Sharks are undefeated! 5-0-0. Tomas Hertl is a friggin' beast. Seriously. The kid is a beast. A few nights ago, the Sharks beat the Rangers 9-2... 4 out of those 9 goals were scored by Hertl. Goals 3, 4, 5, and 6. Holy shiz balls. The Sharks need to keep this up... and win the cup. It's time, boys. It's time. Bring that sucker hoooooome!!!!!!!</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The month of October means that it's Fair time, here in Fresno. My family (sans my brother) and I went to the Big Fresno Fair on October 4th, to see Tesla play at the Paul Paul Theater. Tesla absolutely ruled (totally badass!) We explored a bit of the fair prior to the show (and a bit after the show)... we played on the huge pirate ship!!! Yes, I love pirate ships. And pirates. Arrrrrrrggggg.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Well, it was a "Reggae Shop"... but 98% of it was Bob Marley stuff. Hell yes. <span class="userContent">♥</span></span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="userContent">I went back after the concert and got a shirt. It was so hard to pick just one.</span></span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="userContent">I even touched a snake. Yeah. </span></span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">The main focus of this blog post, is the number of page view this blog has gotten so far. As well as my other blog (the music one). Yesterday, this blog hit 2,000 page views. Now, I know this probably isn't a lot... but it's a lot to me. I mean, this blog isn't even a year old yet. I've only done 54 blog entries (yes, I am a lazy blogger... I'm going to try and change that. I promise.) </span><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">this post being blog entry #55... and between those 54 posts, I've gotten 2,044 views. I've gotten 44 more views since last night around 10:30pm, when I posted my last entry. It's insane. And very, very, cool. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span class="userContent">Nowwww to my music blog. That blog is... uhhh... was (?) supposed to be my main blog. I started that one first and that one has more entries posted. 75 posts. Yeah, I am a TOTAL lazy blogger when it comes to that one. Sheesh. I promise to change that, too. I promise. Anyway, that blog has 6,244 views... so far.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span class="userContent">I never thought in a million years that the music blog would ever take off. I don't know why... I'm just like that. This blog gives me high anxiety sometimes. It really does. </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span class="userContent">Anyway, back in August, I did an entry for a local tribute band, who covers a certain classic rock band. I thought about posting the link on their fb page... but yeah, I didn't do it. Welll... someone either in their camp or in the group stumbled across my blog entry and posted the link to their fb page last night... one member even LEFT a comment on my blog... as well as an anonymous comment. A long comment, which I fully enjoyed, btw. Since that happened, I've gotten 58 more views for that particular entry... and the views just keep coming. It's crazy. It really is. I think the total for that entry is damn near 80 in total? Seeing my blog posted somewhere other than my <i>own</i> fb page or Twitter page is crazy. It's super rad... but crazy. I think I need to have more faith in my writing. Yeah, I need to change that, too. October is the month for change, is it not? Change of season... changing of leaf colors... change of weather? Yeah, ch-ch-ch-ch-changes. Bowie. </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #e69138;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Yep... this year, I will have all 3 of my lovely H's. Yipeeee!!!! I'm feelin' it man, I'm feelin' it. Let's get it on.</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #e69138;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Hockey. Today was opening night. The first official day of the season!! My Sharks don't play until Thursday (2 more days, babyyy!) My fave east coast team, the Washington Capitals played tonight, though. They lost. 6-4 against the Chicago Blackhawks. I had my first 3 hockey strokes tonight. Mmhmm! </span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #45818e;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Is it October 3rd, yet?!?!?! </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today is my Mom's birthday! We gave her a nice little party. We ordered pizza and had cake/ice cream. I think I drank too much Dr. Pepper... I started seeing spots. That was definitely a first.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Mmhmm! Rick Springfield turned 64 today. Yeah, 64. Yeah, I know.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love me some Rick Springfield </span></span><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">♥</span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">I haven't blogged in a while. It wasn't for the lack of wanting to... my laptop just hated me. I think we are now on good terms again! </span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">I do believe my last official blog post was about going back to Morro Bay? (Not the middle finger one... lol)</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Welllll, I've been to Morro Bay again since then. Yeah, my Mother loves it there... and yeah, I kinda do, too. This last trip was probably my favorite of the 3, so far. Better weather. Better routine. It wasn't all about the beach this time. Betterrrrr. haha! We went to the beach ONCE this trip... aaaand I didn't stay in the car this time. I'm tellin' ya, better weather. Not 'omg I want to take off all of my clothes and get sunburned' weather... but 'Omg I actually want to hang out on the beach' weather. Windy, but not enough to make a person's ears bleed... and warm enough to pull up your hoodie sleeves to your elbows. I helped my Mom look for sea shells and sand dollars this time around. It was actually pretty fun. We collected a lot... and I mean, A LOT!</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Bad camera angle, because that thing was filled damn near to the top! While we were walking the beach looking at the water, the waves, and for shells/sand dollars, I had <i>Anthem</i> blasting (Hanson's new album) from my phone. That made it even more fun!!!! (Which I STILL have to write a review for that over on my other blog, btw.) That is such an empowering album. Which brings me to my next two pictures.</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">However, as soon as we got out of the car, I told her that I suddenly felt empowered. I walked straight down to the dock. I unwillingly walked down there on our previous trip and it freaked the living f*ck out of me. I couldn't quit shaking. Yeah, I have this fear of drowning... lol. This time, I was like, "f*ck it, I'm just going to do it." Boom. I was still a little cautious, but it was whatever. I mean, I was willing to take a picture. <i>Let's get fired up!</i> I'll stop with the Hanson references, I swear. Another boost in the butt also could have been the fact that that was our last night there. Who knows? But it was awesome. We watched yet another beautiful sunset... you won't find that kind of a setting where I live. That kind of stuff makes you NOT want to leave.</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">And then there's this. Yeah, I'm pretty much the biggest dork you will ever meet. No shame.</span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">*NSYNC marionette dolls were inside an antique store. AN ANTIQUE STORE. What?! Justin's doll was $5 higher than the rest. </span></b></span></span><br />
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<b>I pretty much have this place to myself, at the moment. My brother is asleep and mom is at the beach. She's getting her zen on. What should I do? Read? F*ck around on youtube? I haven't even touched Songpop today. Ha! Maybe I won't do anything</b><b>... and find </b><i><b>my </b></i><b>zen.</b></div>
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<b>Before I go, 3 things: 1) Some dude asked us if we spoke English. That's Fresno, for ya. 2) I didn't even look up once while passing through Cholame. 3) I have awesome friends. Mhm! I received these in the mail! I squealed rather loudly and almost had a semi-heart attack... that Jordan card. ZOMG.</b></div>
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">So yeah, I've been on Summer break since May 14th... and I wanna go back. Yeah, I know. I actually wanted to go back on the 15th... ha. I would've been fine with a three week break, maybe a month... 3 months is too long. I'm not going to remember a damn thing when I go back. Also, things get to be quite boring. The only bright side: I get a bit more sleep.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">Buuuuut I'm thankful for a break... and we went on a well-deserved vacation... even if it was only for 3 days. My mother's mother invited us to visit them in Morro Bay. That was good, I needed a distraction... to distract me from my other distraction. Ha! It kinda made it worse but I quickly got over it. Kinda. But it's all good. </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b><span style="font-family: inherit;">So yeah, it was a good mini vacation. I think we all needed it. It went by super quick, though. Once we got there, it was already time to leave! We had fun. There was no drama, no screaming, no f*ckery... it was nice... and normal. We've never had a normal trip with my mother's mother and any of her men before. Again, I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. I repeat: IT'S ABOUT TIME.</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b><span style="font-family: inherit;">The Sharks forced a game 7 that night. I had hope. Then I remembered that game 7 was an away game for them... they had yet to win a game at the Staples Center... the Kings couldn't win at our barn, either. But it just so happened that the Kings had home ice advantage, so the Sharks were f*cked. The Sharks are now golfing... or doing whatever, but I can tell you one thing: they're not playing hockey in round 3 of the playoffs. The Kings beat the Sharks and advanced to round 3. Meh. Can't say I'm surprised... but it still crushed me. I would've been even more crushed (and even more pissed) but I had "Mr. Belvedere" going... that eased the pain. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">I'm guilty of the plaid... but it was a spur of the moment decision this morning. Sir Cuteness also wore plaid (a darker shade of blue than my shirt) and the cute math guy wore plaid... as well as about 30 other people that I saw today. Totally random... or was it?! Dun, dun, dunnnn... it's all a conspiracy; we're all plotting to take over the world. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">World Lit was a bore, but what else is new? At least there were more than 9 people in class today... and/or it wasn't cancelled. My mind wasn't on World Lit, though. I was running a tad late this morning... but apparently, I had perfect timing! Brief interaction with Sir Cuteness FOR THE WIN!!! Have I mentioned that he was totally adorable? Well, he is. I can't help it... and apparently he can't help it, either. I love totally random moments. I really do. I know it's not going to go anywhere, but I'm liking the verbal interaction. That's all that matters, as far as I'm concerned. Constant smiling and eye contact just wasn't going to cut it. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">But yeah, back to boring World Lit. I think our instructors illness has gotten worse. He talks a lot lower/softer than he did before... and classes keep getting shorter. He handed out the prompt for our 2nd and last essay... all I can say is "Yikes!" A big, fat, yikes! He's letting us pick our own topic/junk to write about. Um, no? I'd rather him just tell us what to write. In English this time. He also handed out readings for the final couple of weeks... the readings end on May 7th. That's 11 days before the semester is supposed to end? Though he did mention something about printing out poetry... so maybe that'll last us until the final day? If not, my semester ends on May 7th, baby!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">So yeah, the plaid thing was spur of the moment. I was going to wear one of my Def Leppard shirts... today is April 23rd... Steve Clark's 53rd birthday would have been today. Steve is (and will forever be) one of my favorites. I wear Leppard shirts on this day every year... but I couldn't today. I was already half way to becoming a wreck. I posted a pic on Facebook and changed my profile picture to a picture of Steve... that's all my heart could take. Normally, I would also jam to old school Leppard all day... I did that today, but not really by choice (at first). I did NOT want bawl like a baby in the library. I decided to put my iPod on shuffle (there's like 8100 songs on there?)... and the first song? "Gods of War" by Def Leppard. Geezus. Goosebumps central. And yeah, I bawled like a b*tch. Zero shame. Oh, and the next song after that? "Wasted" by Def Leppard... Steve wrote that song. From that moment on, I decided to just make it a full Leppard jam session. I had constant goosebumps for well over an hour... with tears in my eyes... people probably thought I was on something. Again, no shame. Steve Clark Forever!! <span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">♥</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Yep, cute boy speaks. He spoke to me. I didn't even recognize him. Honestly. He has short, spikey hair now. Yeah. He went from looking like an 18 year old to looking like a 25 year old. How long were we on break for?? It's not that I forgot what he looked like... he just looks different all of a sudden. And he spoke to me. Ha! It took me a minute to figure out who he was. "What are you doing?" Random people who make small talk ask me that all of the time... but he never does. So I figured it was just some random guy <span style="font-size: small;">killing some time</span>. Then he looked at me and I couldn't help but silently squee. Like, whoa. I said I was watching Led Zeppelin, which I was... I have "The Song Remains the Same" on my iPod. He was like, "Oh, <i>The Song Remains the Same</i>?!?!" Marry me. He speaks Zeppelin. Marry.Me.Now. Ha! "Yep!" He nodded his head and said, "cool!<span style="font-size: small;">" He looked <span style="font-size: small;">at <span style="font-size: small;">down at my iPod's screen for a few minutes<span style="font-size: small;">, smiled, and</span></span></span></span></span></b></span><b> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">then walked away. Um... what? The Universe is on my side today. For sure. </span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">This day<span style="font-size: small;"> has been amazing. Mhm<span style="font-size: small;">!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">I've been lagging on my other blog too, but Blogspot hates me again, apparently. Whenever I go to blog about something in the music world, I always get an error message. I haven't tried in about a week, so I just might try again...</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">Anyway, I hate being sick. I've had an allergy-related sickness for just over a week now. I was over it on Wednesday, but died again on Thursday. Fun stuff. Spring Break started today, but mine actually started on Thursday around 4-ish! Who wants to be sick during Spring Break?! I sure as hell don't. Especially when you have a take-home math test and a bazillion pages to read for World Lit. Again, fun stuff.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">SongPop has kept me company. I am totally addicted. I've been playing it for months and I'm <i>still absolutely addicted. </i>I've also found a way to challenge more than 20 users (I refuse to become a VIP member, still going the free route). Ha! Browse through your opponents list and challenge <i>their</i> opponents... I think I'm challenging around 35 people, now? Take that, SongPop! Username: LizzyLepp (anyone surprised?) if anyone wants to challenge me :)</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">The midterm I mentioned in my last post? Yeah, I pretty much failed that. That was the worst midterm I have ever seen. To top it off, we had a sub that day... so any questions we might've had, couldn't get answered. Lovely. Oh well... you win some, you lose some.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">But yeah, the whole <i>being sick thing</i> has had me down. It's also been costing me sleep... but when do I ever get any sleep? I've been getting less sleep now. SongPop, Solitaire, and my iPod are seriously my best friends right now. However, today, I've experienced a turnaround. For the first time in a week, I found myself overcome with giddiness. Why? Well... </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">DAMON PAMPOLINA AND I ARE FACEBOOK FRIENDS. It's funny how the world works. <span style="font-size: small;">As a child of th<span style="font-size: small;">e late 80s<span style="font-size: small;">-mid 90s</span></span></span>, these people are your celebrity crushes or "pretend boyfriends" (haha!)... and in the year 2010<span style="font-size: small;">'s</span>, you're able to call them your Facebook friends. Yeah, yeah, "Facebook friends"... but he actually talks to people and "likes" peoples' posts/links/photos, etc. Chasen Hampton does the same thing... as does Albert (who goes by Jeune Pierre). The Skid <span style="font-size: small;">Row guys are cool as hell<span style="font-size: small;"> too, when <span style="font-size: small;">it comes<span style="font-size: small;"> to intera<span style="font-size: small;">cting with fans on so<span style="font-size: small;">cial media sites. <span style="font-size: small;">Same with Hanson. Kudos.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">95% of you are probably thinking (or saying to yourself), <i>wh</i>o <i>is Damon Pampolina? Who is Chasen Hampton?</i> <i>Albert? </i>Only three of my all-time favorite mouseketeers from the late 80s-early 90s version of the Mickey Mouse Club! "The All-New Mickey Mouse Club"... later shortened to just "MMC" for the cool factor. They were also 3/5 of the pop band, "The Party" (5 of the oldest members from the 1st season of the Mickey Mouse Club were chosen to be in a pop band). I'll blog about The Party over at my music blog, at some point... I've been wanting to, but Blogspot won't let me.</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">But yeah, this is HUGE. The Party rocked my little world... and I still love them to this day. Chasen and Damon were my favorites. Chasen was my fashion idol... and he's a fellow ginger. GINGER POWER!!</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">From age 3 to about 6 (?) Jordan Knight (NKOTB), Chasen, and Damon were my main men. Mhm.<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>My Mother let me help name my little brother (born in 1992, I was almost 6)... and I totally wanted to name him either Jordan, Damon, or Chase. She wouldn't let me give him the first name, so I got to choose the middle name. She shot down both Chase and Damon... but damn did I try!! Ha! I've had Chasen as a Facebook friend for about 4 years now? I was all giddy when he accepted my request as well... he's even left "happy birthday" posts on my wall; the same year Rick Allen from Def Leppard gave me a "happy birthday" tweet. I almost pissed my pants. Albert "Jeune Pierre" sent me a friend request last year... yeah, sent <i>me</i> a request. </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">Now I have Damon on my list... Damon Pampolina's the bee's knees. Hahaha! Hey, The Party played an important role in my childhood. They are still important... I still jam to them all the time. And they've reunited (without Tiffini Hale *sad face*)... I am one giddy girl! I never got to see them in concert, I almost did, but the show was sold-out in minutes *massive sad face*. Maybe I'll get the chance now... and if not, I will still get NEW music from The Party. Yeeeee!!!!</span></span></b></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-size: small;">We got our papers back today... I didn't want mine back. I was so ashamed of that paper. I had no clue what my instructor wanted. The prompt for the paper made absolutely zero sense and it was tough to figure out. When we asked him what exactly it was that he wanted, he was brief and not very helpful... especially when he ended it with, "just do whatever." <i>Just do whatever?!?!</i> What if the "whatever" is wrong??? Ahhhh.<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span>We had about one week to do it. Yeah, a week. I'm used to instructors giving us anywhere from 2 1/2weeks to a month to do a paper. A week? For a paper like that? Yikes. Anyway, I was fully expecting an F. Or an F---. Yeah, a 40 or 50% would've done that paper justice... or at least in my eyes. I seriously had no clue.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-size: small;">That was seriously the worst paper I've ever written. I say that at least once a semester... but I <i>seriously meant it</i> this time. Seriously. I should also mention that I wrote the majority of it the day/night before it was due. Which isn't anything new... but I totally felt the pressure for this one. The sources were mediocre (but for this particular subject, there aren't many available online sources) and one source I used was a dictionary. I used the dictionary for a word/definition I already knew. Ha! I should probably mention that I haven't received 100% on a paper in a few semesters. The closest thing was a 97% last semester? </span></span></b></div>
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>I spent most of my day in the campus library, as I do for most of my Tuesdays/Thursdays. Lately, I've been sitting on the staircase... I don't like crowded rooms. I guess I'm just weird like that. I decided to take a little walk and get some bottled water... in the process, I ran into someone I hadn't seen in a while. Hey, in my defense, he wasn't watching where <i>he</i> was walking, either. I had a good reason, I looked down at my iPod for a brief couple of seconds (I was mesmerized by Bono). But I am not complaining. Ha! I haven't fully seen this person in almost two months. We were both stunned as f*ck. A good stunned on both parts, I'm thinkin'. Omg... it was a mess. A cute mess. No words were spoken. Nope. Just eye contact and a lot of smiling. Yeah, apparently, I can't speak... but that's okay, because apparently, he can't speak either. Well, we <i>can</i>, just not to each other; it's only ever been small talk (once or twice). And noooo, I do not "have it bad", I just <i>have it</i>... I'm not entirely sure what "it" is, though? I guess I'm 'in like'... or something. </b></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Anyway, I came straight home and watched "WKRP In Cincinnati". Yep, I've found another station that shows that wonderful program. A station on Dish! It just needs to show "The Monkees" and "The Partridge Family". That'll take away the pain from no longer having 'MeTV'... probably the <i>only</i> thing I miss about Comcast. Oh, and this station ALSO shows "Mr. Belvedere". A childhood favorite of mine!! I made sure to DVR <i>all of this</i>... heck to the yes! After "WKRP" I changed it to "ALF"... my beloved ALF. "The Facts of Life" came on after that, "The Hub" had some kind of special event night. I accidentally changed the channel and found "The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers"... mhm, yep! It was morphin' time!!! (I stayed with "The Facts of Life" and DVRd MMPR.) All week NickToons has been playing the different variations of the Power Rangers franchise... tonight just happened to be the night to actually <i>watch.</i> </b></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Buuuut that's not gonna ruin my night. No, sir. I had a hot date with Keith Urban (the ONLY reason I'm watching "American Idol" this season). "Mr. Adorable Bow Tie" advanced to the next round!! I had lasagna for dinner (two days early!)... aaaaand now I'm watching "Queen Rock Montreal" !!! </b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">James Byron Dean (February 8, 1931-September 30, 1955)</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">James Dean would have been 82 years old today... I'm tellin' ya, Aquarians rule! James Dean is one of my favorite actors, even though he had a short acting career. Rebel, legend, and a true badass. <span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" data-ft="{"type":45}" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption">Saying that he was "talented" would be an understatement. That man is a legend... and he will <i>always </i>be a legend. Dean was special an<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>d unique. He wasn't just an actor; he was a photographer, musician (he played the bongos, and he loved music), he was a dancer... he was an all-around artist. He also loved to read. That's sexy. Mhm! </span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" data-ft="{"type":45}" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption">Yeah, I'm a little obsessed. Ha! Well, people think I'm obsessed... but I just have a huge admiration for him.</span></span><span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" data-ft="{"type":45}" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption"> The dude was talented and he was sex on legs. The man was gor<span style="font-size: small;">geous! </span> </span></span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"> But in all seriousness, I think he was a brilliant actor. He was so brilliant, that it's hard to tell when he was <i>actually</i> acting. He was a method actor... he <i>became</i> the character he was portraying. The characters in both "Rebel Without a Cause" and "East of Eden" were eerily similar to Dean, so it probably wasn't that hard for him to act those parts. Even though he was "acting", you really felt that was Dean was "Jim Stark" and "Cal Trask"... <span style="font-size: small;">it was <span style="font-size: small;">all genuine</span></span>. His emotions were real... he gave everything and put everything he had into those roles. Everything was authentic... and boy did he <i>shine</i> in those movies. Those are such classic <span style="font-size: small;">films</span>... and they always will be. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent"> <span style="font-size: large;">Happy 82nd Birthday, Jimmy! I'll see ya on the other side... </span></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">♥</span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">*P.S.- Shirtless Jimmy? Yeah, I've got that, too! ;)</span></span></span></b></span></div>
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