tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56216712449633069572024-03-13T11:30:13.886-04:00Fusioneverything will be okay in the end.
if it's not okay,
it's not the end.Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-58320613180223294272010-06-08T15:18:00.004-04:002010-06-08T15:50:56.998-04:00I Come Home<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/TA6fFibaBiI/AAAAAAAAADA/4H5ng3Op9Rg/s1600/potd1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/TA6fFibaBiI/AAAAAAAAADA/4H5ng3Op9Rg/s400/potd1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480492714046391842" /></a><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q5sxMyNDeyM&feature=PlayList&p=D4AC540173501A1B&playnext_from=PL&playnext=1&index=48 (link would not allow me to embed so you may have to cut & paste to hear the song)<br /><br />I learn a lot about myself when I go home and visit my family. This time it has spilled over and for once I have incredible insights into the cycles I have created for myself and how they were born.<br /><br />Once again it relates to my family system. Mainly my mother who has seemed to quite subtly create an inferno inside of me. Not my absent father who left me with feelings of abandonment and hurt. My mother. <br /><br /><br /><br />The above song used to be a favorite. I listened to it over and over again. It once reminded me of my x and now as I listen, it seems very needy and insecure. I suppose that is what I am because this is what I was taught to believe. I am not proclaiming that to invoke sympathy. I am finally realizing that projecting my feelings of emptiness onto those I am in relationships with is unfair. I am finally realizing that even though I grew up in a family with lots of people around to fill up my time I was actually quite empty and separated from them.<br /><br />For the past several years, a previous conversation with a therapist has played over and over in my head. I thought how true it was that since I wasn't a planned pregnancy I may never feel the pure love and support I always craved from my mother. During my last trip home, this was once again brought to my attention. <br /><br />Example of this interaction:<br /><br />Me: mom, do you have tylenol?<br />Mom: no but I have Exedrin<br />Me: mom, you know I cannot take Exedrin<br />Mom: since when? you can take Exedrin<br />Me: *sigh*<br /><br />Me: mom, I am in Texas<br />Mom: why?<br />Me: I needed a break to think about my relationship and I am visiting an old friend<br />Mom: when you get back you should talk to your doctor about possibly getting on medication<br />Me: *sigh*<br /><br />These may be mild examples but as I read into them I see the hidden messages that were underlying such as, her not listening to me or validating the things I have told her. I become quite comatose when I take aspirin and have not taken it in years. The next message was that I am not okay to make my own decisions. If I went to Texas on a whim, perhaps I have a mental illness and need the crutch of a drug. <br /><br />Why do I share this? I share this in case this resonates with you. For many years my pride has made me untouchable. I have separated myself from those that have families with "real" problems and have even set myself up to help them. I share because it's human. I share because I don't want to be scared and ashamed of my past anymore. I share because I want others to know they are not alone. I share because I want to heal. <br /><br />I will write more about this later as I continue to process. It helps me to write things out and it helps more to know that someone out there is, by reading, (perhaps even silently) somehow acknowledging, even validating how it feels to not ever be good enough. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"You cannot run from demons, they know just where you are" ~Catherine Feeny<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.<br /></span>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07786329818255515605noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-23083667805337355912010-06-06T19:32:00.001-04:002010-06-06T19:47:01.624-04:00d.r.e.a.m.s<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/TAwwKJWljMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/C--8dw-iFHg/s1600/FBPeyt(9).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/TAwwKJWljMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/C--8dw-iFHg/s400/FBPeyt(9).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479807797470530754" /></a>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07786329818255515605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-39104828782855540042010-05-30T19:05:00.002-04:002010-05-30T19:10:56.436-04:00Intimacy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/TALwbj-rHvI/AAAAAAAAACw/Y-4oH0DauRk/s1600/potd500+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/TALwbj-rHvI/AAAAAAAAACw/Y-4oH0DauRk/s400/potd500+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477204453141192434" /></a>
<br /><meta charset="utf-8"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Here’s a checklist of intimacy on a working level according to Dr. Virgina Satir, pioneer family therapist</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">When both of you can ask for what you want instead of waiting for the other one to offer it.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">When both can say what you see and hear instead of “what you should”.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">When you feel what you feel instead of worrying if it’s the right feeling.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">When you take steps in your own behalf instead of always trying to keep the status quo.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Centered </span>around eternal love.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">Lost in the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">fairy tale.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Tender, heartfelt moments,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">Your<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> hands </span>intertwined in mine.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Forever.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">Swimming in a dream.</span></div></span>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-62440266224744509232010-05-28T00:42:00.001-04:002010-05-28T00:42:19.333-04:00Leave only footprints...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S_9JkJcA6lI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RMGQ_bC3cGo/s1600/potd44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S_9JkJcA6lI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RMGQ_bC3cGo/s400/potd44.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-75496440756548651352010-05-26T23:14:00.000-04:002010-05-26T23:14:13.763-04:00Quiet Time<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Part I</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">I can write my thoughts out here because you don't bother to read them. You are to selfish and worried about where you are going next, comparing yourself to me. </span></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">You pulled away a long time ago didn't you? Maybe you were unsure of what was happening. Maybe you were reminded of past relationships and what it felt like to again, fall out of love. Perhaps you don't want to face the truth because it's easier to play along.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Actions speak louder than words. That's my motto. And as I write you have disappeared, who knows where. You keep secrets (like your smoking) and even though you project openness and truth, you hide.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Who is it that you want? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Fairy tales don't exist. Don't worry, mine doesn't either. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Part II</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Why do you have that look?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">How do you contain the knowledge? </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">It is delectable.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Part III</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Insert meaningful photo here</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br />
</span></span></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-69278607061473257642010-05-23T22:58:00.000-04:002010-05-23T22:58:18.595-04:00On Marriage...<div style="text-align: right;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S_nq8phJTxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IIlEXbXSpW4/s1600/potd40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S_nq8phJTxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IIlEXbXSpW4/s320/potd40.jpg" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">The marriage license fee? $93.50 dollars</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">The </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">divorce</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">? $400.00 and up</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">Either way the state gets your money, and you get </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">screwed</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"> </span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</span></span>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-25652099198431031822010-05-10T00:11:00.004-04:002010-05-10T00:21:39.779-04:00Anywhere But Here...<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><i>If I am exactly where I want to be, why does it feel I should be somewhere else?</i></span></span></span></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S-eI_npYlLI/AAAAAAAAACo/xdlal9FcvQs/s1600/potd20.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S-eI_npYlLI/AAAAAAAAACo/xdlal9FcvQs/s400/potd20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469490899020453042" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><i>Something happened the other day that I can only call a premonition. Not like an insight or something intuited, it wasn't that. It was sort of like a flash forward into a different reality, a different life that I will live. </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "><i>I remember thinking (during the flash) that one day I will look back on my current life and wonder how I was ever here.</i></span></div><div> </div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07786329818255515605noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-57720122320019472642010-05-03T01:14:00.000-04:002010-05-03T01:14:58.547-04:00RAW<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">I have a close friend that came into my life and brought lots of sunshine. He eats a raw food diet and has for well, four years. Recently I have started reading more about it and listening to my body in regards to how it feels about this type of diet and lifestyle. I am not convinced just yet that I should be 100% raw at this time but I plan to at least start reading more about it and looking into menu options and food ideas.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It has been my experience that anything from the norm turns into negative criticism and sarcasm, just as this type of diet would. But, it would not be much different that anything and everything else I have done so far in this lifetime. As far as I am concerned, anything that's more than eating at the Outback every Friday night, not listening to the same radio pop music that everyone else does, not watching the Real World and MTV has opened my eyes and led me to a deeper, more spiritual part of myself. Sometimes I look at Jeremy and I say, why cant I be oblivious? Why can't I be one of those people who are content with not knowing, not seeking, not searching? Maybe that would be easier. Maybe not.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So for now I descend into this food journey. I want to feel healthier. I want to not worry about where I will be an hour after eating sushi because the rice makes me sleepy. I don't want to have such extreme high's and low's. I don't want to be a part of the modern "sick" outlook on medicine and health. I want to know my body is happy. i don't want to have to take a pill so a meal I am about to eat will not hurt my tummy. I want to live. I want my body to feel and I want to be able to listen to what it's trying to tell me. I don't want to conform. I don't want to buy things and dress a certain way because someone tells me I should and I certainly do not want an iPhone.</span></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This could be interesting. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></span></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-31493514649686426842010-04-20T10:44:00.004-04:002010-04-20T10:56:42.450-04:00Photo of the Day...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I decided to start a project. "Photo of the Day" and you can see it here on Flickr:</span></span><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carmencay/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/carmencay/</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I decided not to post them here on my Blog because that's just extra work. I am going to try and get a fresh, new picture up every day for</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> 365</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> days! I am not going to become one of those people that blog the same exact thing that is on their website. I understand how that could work as double marketing technique but in the words of Gob Bluth "COME ON!"</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Also!! My website is almost done! Check it out here: </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.carmencayphotography.com/">http://www.carmencayphotography.com/</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">We are still working on it but have been so busy lately that it's taking a bit longer than expected. I am really grateful for Justin for helping me (okay, he did most of it) create this masterpiece! Justin:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"></span></span> <a href="http://twitter.com/justinrigdon">http://twitter.com/justinrigdon</a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">He is a </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">master</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> of all things font and website-y.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07786329818255515605noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-8420253380888244592010-04-14T01:08:00.010-04:002010-04-20T11:02:37.841-04:00The Top 30 Things You Would Hate About Me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S8VRB1_gHOI/AAAAAAAAACg/f9jDO5bML4w/s1600/Happy.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S8VRB1_gHOI/AAAAAAAAACg/f9jDO5bML4w/s400/Happy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459859215371738338" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. I am stubborn.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. I have a temper. (fire sign)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. Will use sharp, cutting wit as needed.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. If, while driving, someone does something that I don't like, I let them know.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">5. I can smell every little thing and will let you know each time I don't like what I smell.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">6. I don't like very many funny movies. (I think Fargo is a comedy)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7. If you tell me not to do something I will do it twice.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">8. I get hot easily. I get cold easily.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">9. I am very honest.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">10. The lighting in some places makes me "feel weird", so I leave.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">11. I can sit in front of a computer all day.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">12. When I am hungry I get crazy. No, seriously. Crazy.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">13. My patience is sometimes very limited.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">14. I hate bars and do not go in them.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">15. I need a lot of alone time.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">16. I don't like to talk on the phone.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">17. I don't fly.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">18. I have motion sickness.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">19. I can fixate on one thing for days.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">20. I am constantly thinking and will say random things at strange times.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">21. It's been said I psycho-analyze everything.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">22. I don't have a lot of girlfriends because girls are catty and emotional.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">23. I like to travel alone.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">24. I have a weird social phobia.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">25. If we are in the car and you sneeze, I will roll the window down to let the germs out.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">26. I am cautious. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">27. If I see pretty wildflowers on the side of the road or highway I will stop and pick them.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">28. I hear everything and if I cannot identify the sound we will have a problem until I figure it out.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">29. I can eat the same thing for three months, then change it for the next three.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">30. I love crime shows.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07786329818255515605noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-9344882240096301232010-04-03T20:27:00.002-04:002010-04-04T00:03:03.840-04:00Good enough<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;">My father went into the hospital on Valentines Day and was diagnosed with cancer that week. </span></span></span><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><br /><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1HhslMnU1A">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1HhslMnU1A</a></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;">Since then I have been doing a lot of thinking. What am I doing? Where am I going? Is my chosen profession really the one I should be in? Is my father going to die? Will he make it through the radiation and chemo? Am I doing enough? Should I spend more time at home with my family? Am I going to feel lonely when I get old? Who will take care of me when I get sick? Am I good enough?</span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;"> </span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;">Photography is my medium. I tried most of them during high school and in college but I keep coming back to photography. It's been the only thing that's gotten me through this deeply reflective and deeply poignant time. My dad had a dark room when I was a teenager and I used to mess around in it with him. I always loved his images and he has a great eye. </span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;"><br /></span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;">For many years I told myself I wasn't good enough. I compared myself to other photographers. I couldn't do what they could in Photoshop. My camera equipment was never good enough. My website wouldn't be that good. I need more models. I don't have enough images to create a website. Etc...etc...etc.</span></span></span></div><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;"><br /></span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;">So, with a little encouragement and positive self-talk I decided to go through with it. I am in the process of creating a website (with some help from a friend). In the last two weeks I have taken photos of 4 couples and 3 individuals. I learned how to use Photoshop and perfect my images the way I wanted to and because of this have gained a lot of confidence. </span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;"><br /></span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;">If it weren't for my sadness, my anger and my self-reflection, I would not have gotten this far in such a short amount of time. Thanks, Dad. </span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;color:#444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gOdhEWq1I/AAAAAAAAABY/qGM-5Orn0-U/s1600/DSC_0118-400name.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gOdhEWq1I/AAAAAAAAABY/qGM-5Orn0-U/s640/DSC_0118-400name.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gOjS-IQ9I/AAAAAAAAABg/ffRqnIomaeI/s1600/DSC_0267ccphoto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="171" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gOjS-IQ9I/AAAAAAAAABg/ffRqnIomaeI/s640/DSC_0267ccphoto.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gOyBw065I/AAAAAAAAABo/G5HLBl6BYVA/s1600/DSC_045-700ccphotob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gOyBw065I/AAAAAAAAABo/G5HLBl6BYVA/s400/DSC_045-700ccphotob.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gO3P0lhaI/AAAAAAAAABw/R8GIn6oaV7Q/s1600/Lomo+(Light+Vignette)700ccphoto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gO3P0lhaI/AAAAAAAAABw/R8GIn6oaV7Q/s400/Lomo+(Light+Vignette)700ccphoto.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gO--3cnaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hnd7jVGvIl0/s1600/DSC_0479-700a+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gO--3cnaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hnd7jVGvIl0/s400/DSC_0479-700a+copy.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gPZI8bcLI/AAAAAAAAACI/VgjinsDrBLI/s1600/DSC_0369-700ccphoto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S7gPZI8bcLI/AAAAAAAAACI/VgjinsDrBLI/s400/DSC_0369-700ccphoto.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;color:#444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;color:#444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#444444;"><br /></span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-27368053143693854562010-03-17T00:59:00.001-04:002010-03-17T14:04:35.734-04:00<div style="text-align: center;">Top 10 Things that piss me off. Keep in mind that this is by no means an exhaustive list.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>When people say “people are stupid”. Really? Can you elaborate on that please because my definition of stupid probably isn’t yours. As a matter of fact, I think you’re stupid. Ohhhh take that. Don’t care? Exactly. Just like I don’t care you think people are generally stupid. Go away now.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BT6YguijI/AAAAAAAAAMA/clv_-SqPLq8/s1600-h/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="76" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BT6YguijI/AAAAAAAAAMA/clv_-SqPLq8/s200/images.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><br />People that take two parking spaces. Hello, douche bag! Entitled much? Get over yourself. There’s more to life than a scratch on your vehicle.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BUkxujivI/AAAAAAAAAMI/r3Avx80D6c0/s1600-h/The+return+of+the+Ferrari+F430.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BUkxujivI/AAAAAAAAAMI/r3Avx80D6c0/s320/The+return+of+the+Ferrari+F430.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">taken from some shitty website</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Seeing this sticker on the road: WATCH FOR MOTORCYCLES. You know what? I’ll watch for motorcycles as soon as they do the following:<br /><div style="text-align: auto;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Watch for cars.</div> Realize they take their lives into their own hands when they ride on the road with that tiny vehicle and it isn’t my job to “look out” for them especially.<br />Wear a helmet, moron.<br />Don’t use the emergency lane for their own personal lane in heavy traffic.<br />Don’t use long, empty stretches of road as their personal racetrack.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BVFHFJj4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Rk7oiYtxJoI/s1600-h/cycles7_eohd.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BVFHFJj4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Rk7oiYtxJoI/s320/cycles7_eohd.png" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">take from watchoutforcars.com</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><br />People that are on their cell phone while driving and are obviously distracted. This one is pretty obvious. Are you that bored while driving? Not enough stimulus for you? Or, is it that you are sooo important that you HAVE to answer your phone while operating a motor vehicle. It’s DANGEROUS moron. Stop it.<br /><div style="text-align: auto;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BV9smV-6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/o-SOsdl-HE8/s1600-h/driving-talking.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BV9smV-6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/o-SOsdl-HE8/s320/driving-talking.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">techgadgets.in</span></span></div><br />People that don’t use their blinker. Does your finger hurt? Can’t take that 1/3 of a second to let the rest of us know what’s on your mind? After all we have other things to do rather than to watch out for your erratic driving. Like, look out for motorcycles.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BVFHFJj4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Rk7oiYtxJoI/s1600-h/cycles7_eohd.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BVFHFJj4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Rk7oiYtxJoI/s320/cycles7_eohd.png" /></a></div><br />Indie/scene kids that have to identify themselves as vegan and anti-everything. Stop that. You are just like the rest of us. And while your at it, try wearing some jeans that fit. You all look like twins which makes you, I don’t know...NOT DIFFERENT than everyone else.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BXLwntWrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/2Zx7VVDy2og/s1600-h/scene-kids-attitude-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BXLwntWrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/2Zx7VVDy2og/s320/scene-kids-attitude-1.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">scene kids looking the same</span></span></div><br />People that constantly bitch about every part of their life yet stay in the situation that causes them misery. You know what? I don’t want to hear your bullshit anymore. Change something or stop bitching to me about it. Thanks because I am really sick of hearing the same thing over and over and over and over and over and...<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BYIUHF0yI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9mfGOQ-lTwQ/s1600-h/miserable-people.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BYIUHF0yI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9mfGOQ-lTwQ/s320/miserable-people.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>People that “party” ALL the time. You annoy the rest of us that are moving along in our emotional and psychological development. Could you keep your childish, obnoxious behavior to yourself? Yeah. I doubt it too.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BhAc7vkBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ADB9-dfEc3w/s1600-h/gangsta.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6BhAc7vkBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ADB9-dfEc3w/s320/gangsta.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">some drunk morons website</span></span></div><br />People that drink imported water. Here’s my idea for you. Buy one bottle of that high carbon footprint, pointless water and then recycle it. Buy local water and impress everyone else with your imported bottle! Brilliant!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6Bhe9G9qnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3lrTgmKEkrY/s1600-h/unrecycledWaterBottles2005_845BPS_large.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S6Bhe9G9qnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3lrTgmKEkrY/s320/unrecycledWaterBottles2005_845BPS_large.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-54038434152803057842010-03-13T20:12:00.002-05:002010-03-26T10:20:52.196-04:00Born Under A Bad Sign?<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Let's talk about astrology. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S5waE1P9orI/AAAAAAAAALw/lVlJRAoUmTI/s1600-h/DSC_0262-1-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S5waE1P9orI/AAAAAAAAALw/lVlJRAoUmTI/s320/DSC_0262-1-1.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">There are many ways of learning about people. After all of the research I have done, the personality assessments I have completed on myself and given to others, and the things I have learned about personality and development in my graduate classes, I have come to the conclusion that the </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">core</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> of one's being truly comes down to one's sign and it's influencing planets.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I decided to conduct my own investigation whilst taking advantage of co-workers, friends and family as my guinea-pigs. Don't worry, it was harmless. Basically all I needed was their birthdate, birth year and time of birth. It's important to complete a natal chart in order to see exactly what other planets and signs are influencing you. You can get one for free here: <a href="http://alabe.com/freechart/">http://alabe.com/freechart/</a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">As for me, I am influenced by 6 fire signs, 4 air signs, and 2 water signs.</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#38761d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Earth</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#c27ba0;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Air</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#b45f06;">Fire</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3d85c6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Water<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;">.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S5wgClhTftI/AAAAAAAAAL4/JDRoZC8gNwU/s1600-h/Astrology-Elements-5585776.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S5wgClhTftI/AAAAAAAAAL4/JDRoZC8gNwU/s400/Astrology-Elements-5585776.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Image from Deviantart.com/carlchua</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Here is what I have derived about each sign from observation and my own research, the not-so-pretty sides of our signs. Of course the propensity of one to be the worst that she or he can be has to do with maturity which, for some signs seems virtually impossible to obtain. And now, for my completely biased assessment of the 12 astrological signs.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The boring, stable signs: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">If you are a<b> Taurus,</b> you are more than likely pretty stable. You don't like to take a lot of chances which makes you somewhat dull. Also, the animal that represents your sign is the bull. So, you have horns and are stubborn, inflexible and unoriginal. Also, you are in negative polarity which means you get to join the ranks of Debbie Downer. Thanks. From the rest of us.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">If you are a <b>Virgo</b>, you are more than likely highly critical and opinionated. Your sign is also one of negative polarity. You are the ones writing letters to newspapers complaining about everything and anything at all and walking around with your head down wondering why the world seems so depressing. There is no gray area with you Virgo, only black and white. *yawns* conventional and perfectionistic. Give your kids a break for God's sake. They have lives of their own you know.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">If you are a <b>Capricorn</b>, you are *sighs* practical and prudent. Misery and pessimism are your two right-hand men as you are another negatively aligned sign. You are a goat serious Capricorn. You seem to me to be Gemini's twin in a way. Your sign kinda feels bi-polar to me. I guess out of all the Earth signs, you may have some of the best qualities which makes you a bit more tolerable in the long run.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The non-emotional, aloof, self-centered "showy" signs: Gemini, Libra, Aquarius</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div>My dear <b>Gemini</b>, you sure are something aren't you? All those smarts and all of those shiny things you like to show off. I do enjoy your sense of humor but I am really put off by your emotional immaturity and the complete level of mastery you have obtained in not taking anything serious, ever. Not to mention you are the most likely to cheat on your mate of all the signs. My dear Gemini, grass isn't always greener on the other side. It can be just as pretty as you want it, on your side of the fence. Good luck with that. The sign of the twin, what more can I say, Sybil?</div><div><br /></div><div>My dear <b>Libra</b>, oh self-indulgent indecisive one. You are so much fun to be around for a small amount of time. You are also the only inanimate sign on the zodiac, the scales, and I don't even know where to begin with that one. You do love pleasure don't you scales? And God forbid someone ask you to get your hands dirty. I really like Libra's because they are artistic and can always come up with something interesting to talk about. You are my favorite of all the air signs.</div><div><br /></div><div>My dear <b>Aquarius, </b>you are also amazing. Just ask you. Another thing you are is addicted. Addicted to sex, addicted to money, drugs, etc. You could place an E-Harmony add for the most self-centered, egotistical and self-UNaware sign of the zodiac. I like how cute it is that you have strong options about things but do you have any substance to back it up? Like Gemini you are cool and detached. How's that working for you? You are like the sparkly, most-expensive diamond of the zodiac. Everyone wants it but nobody can have it. Come down off your high horse and join the ranks of us common folk occasionally. If anything you can learn a little more about how ignorant we are before you ascend again.</div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b>The spastic, non-committal, loud opinionated signs: Aries, Leo, Sagittarius</b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Lovely <b>Aries. </b> One of the two signs I am generally annoyed by, the other being Scorpio. Aries like to be the center of attention. Arrogant and apathetic unless it's something that involves them. Quite showy yourself, you like to stick with tradition just to show you can do it, but deep inside you long for freedom. In a crowded room, the person likely to be the loudest is Aries. Oh, and you are the Ram, selfish and quick-tempered. At least you are aligned with a positive sign and don't walk around with a cloud over your head. Did I mention self-centered?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Lovely <b>Leo</b>. My favorite of all the fire signs. I want to mention first that the Leo is the lion. What do we think of when we think of lions? I see a big manly lion prancing around taking charge of it's domain and whoa to anyone that gets in the way. Leo's are the overachievers of the zodiac. They are usually pretty positive, although pompous and bossy to their minions and anyone else that doesn't meet with the ranks of royalty. Domineering (although you will pretend you are not) and insanely arrogant (although you will deny this as well). Watch out for the little people when you are bulldozing your way to greatness.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Lovely <b>Sagittarius. </b>The first thing I think about when it comes to this sign is the centaur that represents the sign. He walks around with a bow and arrow shooting his truth arrows. What does that tell us? Sag can be full of tactless insight but can't help but keep dishing it out. What? With an endless supply of arrows they have to do <i>something</i> with them. How about a little patience, Sag? Not everyone is a spastic lunatic that can process in light speed. And, those ideas you have are great but how about actually following them through? Restless, anxious and prone to fiery rages, take a chill pill man. Do you really think you are single because you haven't found the right person? I am afraid, lovely Sag., that is actually your lack of commitment. Chew on that one for a while. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The co-dependent, depressive addicted signs: Scorpio, Pisces, Cancer </span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Sweet <b>Scorpio</b>. There really isn't much sweet about you is there? You are the most ego driven of all the zodiac. Interesting you are a water sign since you can live in the desert, where nobody else can live. After all, you are a...scorpion. You have a pincher don't you? Readily available for your use whenever someone gets in your way up the ladder. It is your ladder after all. Since you are a water sign you can tap into those emotions pretty easily which means you can go from being a blubbery mess to being in a rage the next. Since you are (and this is totally beyond me) easily hurt, you will probably want to pinch me after reading this but you know it's all true. Be honest scorpio, how many people have you discarded on your way to the top? Charles Manson was a Scorpio. Need I say more?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sweet <b>Cancer</b>. And you are sweet aren't you cancer? You get in your own way don't you? All the domestic responsibilities that you would love to shirk but you don't. There's always a deeply depressed side to you that not a lot of people see. Let's see, you are a crab. Hard on the outside (with pinchers) and soft on the inside. Moody and clingy just like a crab eating a shrimp on the end of my fishing pole. You don't let go do you cancer? I will have to say that I do love a Cancer. All of that dark, depressive energy is usually channelled into something creative and artistic. But just how often as that eternally romantic side landed you in trouble?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sweet sweet <b>Pisces</b>. There hasn't been another sign that can infuriate me and excite any more that you. You are, after all, a fish and I am half horse and half human so sometimes I wish I had that calm, peaceful demeanor. And if you really think about it, it's not one fish it's two and they are swimming opposite directions. Inner turmoil much? You take the zodiac cake on being an escapist. Can we say secretive and indulgent much? Many Pisceans have fell victim to the bottle. You are indeed sweet and caring, but only when you want to be, not when anyone asks you to be. Your dream job is pirate isn't it? When will everyone realize you really do know everything? And aside from that, stop criticizing you! *tear* One more thing Pisces, it's called a budget. Google it. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-26504330460772435142010-03-03T18:10:00.008-05:002010-03-03T19:40:27.400-05:0050 Secrets<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">You should listen to this: </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="580" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/duGbgrv9LRE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/duGbgrv9LRE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:small;">while reading this...</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. Sometimes when I am by myself I dance.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. I get anxious when I sleep alone and I have to give myself pep talks in order to sleep.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. I am terrified of flying. The last time I flew I got off the plane, fell to the ground and sobbed. I never flew again.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. I don't pay attention to the details. As soon as I grasp the big picture I move on.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">5. Sometimes I think I will never be happy in a career.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">6. Some people think I am a conduit. I think it's a burden.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7. I get sad in the winter months and I wonder if it will consume the rest of them. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">8. I'm shy.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">9. I am not the person I used to be.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">10. My mother says my sister and I act like only children.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">11. I am closer to my cousin than anyone else on the planet.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">12. I dislike reading fiction.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">13. I remember every moment I laughed until I cried.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">14. It's easy for me to say no. It didn't used to be.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">15. Sometimes when people call I don't answer the phone.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">16. I hate cold weather. I hate hot weather.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">17. People that drink to cope drive me crazy though I understand the appeal.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">18. I loathe returning things or calling people I don't know.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">19. I would make a bad nurse because I am not comfortable around sick people.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">20. I've always know I would never be a parent.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">21. Men should always pay for dinner.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">22. People who buy the cheapest thing, just because it's the cheapest thing, bug me.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">23. I can be critical and intolerant.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">24. I believe our astrological signs are fundamental to who we are. Prove me wrong and I might change my mind.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">25. I am a person who follows through and I expect the same from others. If you say you are going to do something, do it.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">26. I spend most of my time alone.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">27. I didn't know I am a perfectionist until my photography was accepted into a gallery and didn't put my work in it because I thought it wasn't good enough.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">28. I've been generally sad since my father was diagnosed with cancer and can't quite shake it.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">29. I love my parents but they usually disappoint me.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">30. I eat a vegetarian diet.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">31. My favorite thing on Earth is watching a plant grow.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">32. If there is anyone I hate, it's a bully. And loud people.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">33. I cry easily.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">34. I pick up languages easily. My favorite language is Arabic.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">35. I usually do the opposite of what people want me to do. Especially if they tell me I should do it.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">36. My family always told me I was born in the wrong era.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">37. Sometimes I think of "him" and wonder why he doesn't call me.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">38. I used to want to be a nun.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">39. Maybe I am not as different as people say I am.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">40. People fall in love with me easily.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">41. I believe there is a reason for everything. I used to think it was all chaos.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">42. Most 80's music gives me the serious creeps.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">43. I have always wanted dreadlocks but don't want to come across as a dirty hippy.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">44. I wish my boobs were smaller.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">45. I am a fire sign. I generally have a positive outlook on life.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">46. I like to see movies alone.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">47. Someday I will not be here and these words will.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">48. I don't believe there is a Heaven or Hell.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">49. I always said I would marry the person that makes me laugh. I lied.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">50. I have never been on a motorcycle.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">And end with this:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Yw71o2dVNTw&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Yw71o2dVNTw&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07786329818255515605noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-52718910003076262352010-02-19T18:40:00.011-05:002010-02-19T20:04:25.788-05:00Mass on T12.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S380oA0BPJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-mXlJ9Bq0ng/s1600-h/Image-preview-3.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S380oA0BPJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-mXlJ9Bq0ng/s320/Image-preview-3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440124736904445074" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It was Valentines Day. I was celebrating with my significant other. We just pulled into the Inn we were staying at. It was </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3:33</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. We checked in and got up to our room and I started feeling really really depressed all of the sudden. I started to cry and it lasted for about an hour. I took a bath and started feeling a little better. We decided to go have dinner. Got into the car. Checked my cell. Got this message from my mom "Hi honey, your dad's been admitted to the hospital. When you call me back I will tell you about it." I hung up the phone and said "I know why I was crying". My mom's message was left at 3:48.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I drove to my home that night because it wasn't fun anymore to be spending Valentine's Day away from home and I drove to my parents house the next day. I wanted to be there for my mom. I thought of how sad it would be to come home to an empty house when your husband is at the hospital. Every night I built a fire and waited for her to get home so she could talk about and process her long days.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My father went into the hospital because he was having pain radiating down his back to his legs that got worse each day. Turns out he has several lesions along his spine, along with a "mass" on T12. He started radiation for the mass the next day. A few days later his Oncologist called and said "I have good news! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It's lymphoma</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">" my mom hung up and said "if that's good news, what the hell is the bad news?" Apparently it's good news because it's treatable because it's so aggressive it responds well to treatment. Who knew. Lymphoma. The same cancer as the character </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Dexter</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> (Michael C Hall) has and his is now in remission. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My dad starts chemotherapy Monday. Today he had another EKG, more blood drawn and bone marrow taken.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlmGZy7y02Y/S38wq4ICh3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-8NtjfKSLPs/s320/scan0004-1.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440120388065593202" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">my father is on the right</span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I am just <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">sleepy</span> and </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">cranky</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> enough to be agitated by several people's responses, or lack of a response once I told them about my dad. So, I decided to compile a list of things you should do (or not do) when a friend tells you someone they love just found out they have cancer.</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Don't ignore them because you are uncomfortable</span>. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It's okay to say, that sucks or I don't know what to say. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Respond to their text messages or phone calls</span>. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hello.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Go out of your way to send a random text or call the friend to see how they are feeling or coping.</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> It's just a nice thing to do.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Put yourself in their shoes</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">.</span> This is a good once since half the time we are so far up our own asses we can't see anything else but darkness in our own little bubble.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">5. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Ask them what they need.</span> </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Obvious.</span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">6. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Do not let your friend be alone. Unless they want to be. Even then it's probably not a good idea to leave them alone for to long.</span> </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">This one especially holds true if you are the friends significant other.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Put yourself in their shoes</span>. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Did I say that already? Why yes, yes I did and I will mention it again because it's important. Think about what you would need or want and try to see what your friend's particular needs are. Everyone is different.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">8. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Listen</span>. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">And I mean really </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">listen</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. Maybe that should say listen and take heed. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">9. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Be attentive</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. If your friend has to drive home (3 hours away from her family) because she has a test and paper due for a Saturday class, ask if they want some company. Especially if they are going home to an empty house. This one especially holds true if you are the persons significant other as well.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">10. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Be encouraging</span>. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It shouldn't take a lot of time out of your day to say something nice. Here are some examples: Hang in there. This too shall pass. It will be okay. I'll be here if you need me. I am thinking of you. I am praying for you.</span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">everything will be okay in the end. if it's not okay, it's not the end.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07786329818255515605noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-5203025955279824452010-02-13T00:07:00.000-05:002010-02-13T00:07:36.655-05:00Valentines Day Play(list)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S3YzMOYM28I/AAAAAAAAALI/FQXABNj6-60/s1600-h/Pathways.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S3YzMOYM28I/AAAAAAAAALI/FQXABNj6-60/s640/Pathways.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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</span>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-18209281182157614632010-02-11T21:54:00.000-05:002010-02-11T21:54:46.666-05:00What it's like for a highly-sensitive person...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Americans are</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> (</span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">in</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">sensitive to sensitive people</span>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Which of the following statements have you said before:</span></span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">suck it up</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">be a man</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">p</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">ut on your big girl panties</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">stop whining</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, don't be </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">emo</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">just get over it</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">man up, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">grow up</span></b></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, get a life, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">stop being</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"> so sensitive</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S3StDbnWE5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/jjdP3B8G2bo/s1600-h/W2006_0413Hand0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S3StDbnWE5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/jjdP3B8G2bo/s320/W2006_0413Hand0007.jpg" width="320" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">In a harsh world it's difficult for sensitive people to no only gain any sympathy, but really have our feelings taken into consideration or valued. More often than not we are just supposed to "suck it up" and move on with our lives.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I am going to list some examples of how my sensitivity personally affects me and perhaps readers can learn the many hidden facets of high sensitivity. Maybe you will learn something about yourself or understand your sensitive child or friend a little more. Remember there is a physiological basis for high sensitivity. </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">1. I have to get at least 8 hours of sleep or physically I am miserable. (Which is why I had to end up quitting my night shift job after month. Ugh. What a nightmare). </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">2. It has to be completely dark or I have a very difficult time falling asleep. There also cannot be any noise and trust me, I can hear EVERYthing. I have class from 8-5 every other Saturday now and I have to start going to bed early on Wed. and getting up earlier so I can adjust by the time Saturday comes. I have vomited before from lack of sleep.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">4. I have a VERY DIFFICULT time not sleeping in my own bed. Heck, I even have a hard time sleeping in my own bed if conditions aren't "just" right.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">5. I am HIGHLY sensitive to hot or cold. Especially hot. I overheat easily so I have to schedule my life around that. I always make sure I have Tylenol with me in case the heat can't be avoided. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">6. Medication affects me way more than the average person. My dentist even decreased the amount of Novocain he gave me compared to his other patients. I am allergic to <i>everything</i>. If I take a Beynadryl I am jittery and up for hours. That's one pill. I can take Nyquil and sleep for 12 hours. On a positive note, I don't have to take much of anything for it to work. The downside, normal doses are given to me and I can't take it because when I tell medical people I am sensitive they think I am being whiny and don't pay attention.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">7. Food. I have to eat something every two hours. If not, headache. Tylenol doesn't usually help with a "not eating" headache and it usually last a really long time. I also have to watch what I eat because I experience high's and low's that really suck. And no, I am not diabetic. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">8. Noise. Hate it. I like to have one noise source and if there is more than one I can get highly aroused. And not in a good way. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">9. Caffeine. What an ugly monster to a sensitive person. Magnify the effects it has on a normal person. Add a little more anxiety, a little more nervousness and a little more anger. Fun times for all!</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">10. Hormones. Where to begin with this one...horrible, painful periods and moods to go with. Thank God for flaxseed!!</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;">It's usually the overbearing Type A, non-sensitive parent that doesn't like the fact their child is sensitive and considers him or her wimpy or whiny. I am here to tell you that trying to change it will not work. Children who are highly sensitive are usually extremely sensitive to the energies of other people and even places and many times sensitive children are misdiagnosed with having ADHD. We are highly sensitive to noise as well and can become overstimulated from noise or want to run away and hide. This poses another problem because people that aren't extroverted are often looked at as strange, weird and are outcasted from their peers. </span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Many times the stress of having to remain "tough" is internalized which in turn creates many physical symptoms for children and adults. Stomach pain, headaches, nausea, diarrhea, and unexplained illness can be signs of a body under duress and highly sensitive people are more prone to experience these symptoms if they haven't yet found or been allowed an outlet. At worst, suicide. </span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">About 3 years ago I travelled to Cassadaga and decided to get a reading. I had a good connection with a certain business and finally decided on a reader. Here are most of the things she told me:</span></span><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">1. You have a lot of angels surrounding you. More than anyone I have ever seen.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">2. The person you are in a relationship with is draining you of your energy. You should get out.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">3. You are going to do something big.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">4. You will work with children.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">5. You will write a book. It will be a best seller. I will see you on Oprah some day. It's that big.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">6. You need to get healthier.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">7. No really, you are very unhealthy. You need to change your lifestyle. </span></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">1. In a past life you were part of a secret society. You were very high up and were a spiritual leader. </span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">2. It's very difficult to give someone advice who already sees the big picture.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">3. You need patience.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">4. Things are happening for you exactly as they should and you are on the right path.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">5. The person you are with is good for you now but there is someone else out there.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">6. You are extremely intense. You should laugh at things more often.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">7. You are fighting against your own process.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">8. You are an Indigo adult. </span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">9. Get rid of clutter.</span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Anyway the point is, everything she told me (even from 3 years ago) I already knew. Know. I don't need validation. I don't want confirmation. I mean, give me something interesting but quit reading my mind. I can do that by myself. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So, henceforth I vow to activate my own inner guidance and listen to what it has to say. I don't need to rely on anyone else to tell me what I already know. </span>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-15999032181709875302010-02-05T12:31:00.007-05:002010-02-05T12:50:10.826-05:00Depressed Much?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2uiqZSEPVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nAa3RDystZo/s1600-h/5-20-2007-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2uiqZSEPVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nAa3RDystZo/s320/5-20-2007-01.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Interesting stats</span></span></span></b></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Fi</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">rst reported depressive episode is highest in females ages 20 and 29 and for men the similar risk is ages 40-49</span></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b></b></span></span></div><b></b><br />
<b><div style="display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Married women ages 25 to 45 have a higher rate of depression than unmarried women in this age bracket.</span></span></div></div></div></div></b><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Those born between 1966-1975 are shown to have a greater chance of experiencing depression than those born 1936-1965. </span></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Could this be due to the rise of technology?</span></span></span></i></div></div></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">Options</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Stop trying to fight it.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> Why not go with it? See what it's trying to tell you. Imagining how horrible it is every day keeps you dwelling on it and keeps it in the forefront of your mind. Why not let it go and listen? </span></span></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><br />
</span></b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">B<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">ecome action oriented.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Create a plan to tackle your mood and do your best to follow through with it. Some ideas for some goals are meeting with a therapist, starting an exercise regime or dragging yourself outside to sit in the sun for 20 minutes. </span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Stop ruminating.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When we ruminate, we prolong our depression by constantly reminding ourselves we are depressed and wondering why we are depressed and why we can't fix it which, subsequently, makes us more depressed.</span></span></span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">Realize you really aren't special. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">When I worked with addicts it amazed me how many of them thought their situation was unique. It may be unique to you, but others have experienced similar things. No story you can tell can be as strikingly different than another persons. We have all experienced loss, divorce, abuse, anxiety, stress and breakups in some form or another. We are way more connected than we choose to believe. The point is, others have been there done that. Get out of your bubble.</span></span></span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Meditation and mindfulness. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">Try it. Health experts don't constantly shove it down our throats for no reason. Breathing well lowers blood pressure and heart rate. Staying in the present is something AA forerunners new was helpful and AA was basically founded on the phrase "Day by day". If you imagine yourself having a depressed mood the rest of the week, month, or year you are going to become more depressed. Take it day by day.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Add a but. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"> Here's what not to keep saying: I am depressed. This sucks. I don't want to get out of bed. I only want to sleep. I am always going to feel this way. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">Why not wake up and say something like "I may feel sad today BUT I am still going to get something accomplished. Why not wake up and say something like "I have felt sad lately BUT I feel happier today". </span></b></span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Talk. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Talk to friends about what's going on. Talk to a counselor. Talk to someone you trust. Chances are they've been in the same place. </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Give your depression a name. </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Remind yourself it's "_______" that's come to visit. This will help you separate yourself from depression. It's situational. It isn't your entire life.</span></span></span></b></span></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Oh</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, and one more thing...</span></span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Your'e depression can be caused by where you live. Yes, where you live. Most people know seasons can affect mood but have you really thought about it? It has to do with light. This can be especially significant for you if you are an HSP or highly sensitive person. If you can't get outside because it's freezing, create an alternate light source for yourself while indoors. Turn on the lights! I make it a point to expose myself to as much light as possible during the winter months. And yes my friends, it can even happen in sunny Florida. Do you know how often it rains here in the winter months? </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I encourage you to take a stroll down city-data lane where there you will find annual precipitation charts for any city you can think of. It also compares it to the U.S. average.</span></span></span></b></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><a href="http://www.city-data.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">http://www.city-data.com/</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></b></span></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Compare your city with others and compare it to your general mood. I bet you will find a correlation.</span></span></span></b></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I did.</span></span></span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></b></span></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-30137228337765761942010-02-02T00:28:00.004-05:002010-02-05T13:46:03.166-05:00The 10 Musical Artists that Move Me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2ef2aozKnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JuKJ-EfHUMg/s1600-h/8821827.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">Lykke Li</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">Favorite album: Youth Novels [2008]</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Favorite song: Melodies And Desires</span></span></div></span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">What I like about her: her voice is amazing. etherial. unique.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">listen: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMHL1Eqrq6k">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMHL1Eqrq6k</a> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><br />
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</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">Clarence Greenwood. [Citizen Cope]. </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">Favorite album: The Clarence Greenwood Recordings [2004]</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">Favorite song: Hurricane Waters</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">What I like about him: 1. He's hot 2. His voice is sexy 3. His songs make me feel good</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">listen: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elVZsK1HONA&feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elVZsK1HONA&feature=related</a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"><i>Shara Worden.</i> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">My Brightest Diamond.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">Favorite Album: Bring Me the Workhorse [2006]</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">Favorite Song: </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">The Robin's Jar</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">What I like about her: Again-original unique sounds</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">listen: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hL3xTt-cvSU">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hL3xTt-cvSU</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><br />
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</div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-70484113654059170482010-02-01T00:13:00.004-05:002010-02-01T00:17:17.370-05:00WWJD?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I was raised in the church. My grandfather was a minister, my grandmother led the worship, my mother was the church pianist and I sang in the choir. My religion was quite important to me and provided a built-in moral guide as I traversed through my formative years and on to adulthood. Religion provided me with a base from which to grow. It provided me with a solid set of morals and introduced me to an unfortunately popular version of God I would later grow to despise.</span></span></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2ZbpuEILQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/aNQnPfNE2MU/s1600-h/600DSC_0427-2-1-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2ZbpuEILQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/aNQnPfNE2MU/s320/600DSC_0427-2-1-1.jpeg" /></span></span></span></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">WWJD? What would Jesus do? Simple. He would </span></span></span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">love anyway</span></span></span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It saddens me when my spiritual friends close off a lesson from a great incarnated soul like Jesus because they are jaded and hurt by the God his "people" have forced upon us. To me, the messages of all our great spiritual leaders (Ghandi, Mother Theresa, The Buddha, Jesus, Malcom X, et. al.) are blatantly obvious: </span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">love anyway</span></span></span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Friends, don't let your world become jaded because someone else's version of the Creator forces their judgement on you. Don't be mad at the God the church has created for us as this is only a piece of the God that radiates within you. The God you should take comfort in is the one that resides within you. The one that urges you to give money to the homeless person that asks for a change, the one that urges you to give to local charities, the one that cries when they know someone else is suffering. That is God within you and you don't even have to attend church on Sunday to find God. Surely you can believe in yourself. This is what Jesus would have us do.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Jesus was hated, persecuted and eventually murdered by those ruled by fear and hate. Everything he was against. The unfortunate thing I see is so many people that follow the teachings of Jesus only glorify him instead of leading by his example as they should. They praise God and glorify him through prayer and song for how great he is but often do not walk in his footsteps and share his compassion for all people. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><h2 class="answerText" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Galatians 6:9 - "And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up."</span></i></span></h2></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div></span>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-11427777707661197732010-01-28T23:03:00.001-05:002010-01-28T23:07:42.514-05:00Choices<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">choice | ch ois|</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">an act of selecting or making a decision when faced with two or more possibilities : the choice between good and evil.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">• the right or ability to make, or possibility of making, such a selection : I had to do it, I had no choice.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">• a range of possibilities from which one or more may be selected : you can have a sofa made to order in a choice of over forty fabrics.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">a course of action, thing, or person that is selected or decided upon</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Life is all about choice.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2JTm80f_9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yaXADo2wd-g/s1600-h/Image-preview.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2JTm80f_9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yaXADo2wd-g/s400/Image-preview.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Our paths aren't always clear,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">but</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> they are the only ones we have. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Take a chance.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Jump.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2JUQjEIUDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Tre7355qDg4/s1600-h/Image-preview-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2JUQjEIUDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Tre7355qDg4/s400/Image-preview-1.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There is so much going on around you.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Be a part of it.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">God cannot be found amidst the noise and restlessness.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">God is the friend of silence.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">See how nature, trees, flowers, grass grows in silence;</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">See the stars, the moon and the sun how they move in silence...</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">We need silence to be able to touch souls.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">-Mother Theresa</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</u><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2JamZGaWgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bcFKkg0vXwE/s1600-h/Image-preview-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S2JamZGaWgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bcFKkg0vXwE/s400/Image-preview-3.jpeg" width="267" /></a>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">give</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">love</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">trust</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">inspire</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">encourage.</span></div><br />
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</div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-71244589577721636222010-01-26T00:12:00.001-05:002010-01-26T13:45:18.308-05:0010 ways to stay sane when you are out of work for a year...<span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><b>11:00 p.m Try to fall asleep.</b></span></span><br />
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</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 11px;">And that's why I eventually quit my job. This January marks the one year anniversary of me not receiving a steady paycheck. I've decided not to complain here but instead share some insights that I discovered over the past year. Things that kept me sane. Things that made me feel I had a purpose. Instead of falling into a depression, I kept moving and used the time to do some real soul searching, to re-discover who I was and where I wanted to be. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>2. Get sun.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">People without jobs are more likely to become depressed so make sure you get outside and get some sunlight instead of staying indoors watching South Park reruns. Don't upset your hypothalamus. Go outside in the sunlight for at least 20 minutes a day. If you don't believe me Google </span><i><span style="font-size: small;">Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD). </span></i><span style="font-size: small;">Being indoors all day can constitute a dark winter day. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Typically we thrive on schedules. If your schedule mantra is "I don't keep a schedule", that's still a schedule. Get on one and stick to it. It's healthier for your body to have some sort of expectation of when it will go to sleep and when it will awaken. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>4. Re-evaluate the path you are on.</i></span><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S155C2ZFlMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/j6mRVfa_X1U/s1600-h/CSC_0047-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S155C2ZFlMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/j6mRVfa_X1U/s200/CSC_0047-1.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;">Well? It's not like you have anything else to do. Lots of people are miserable, hate their jobs and feel "stuck". You have been given an opportunity to make sure you like where you are going. Do this by conducting a self-assessment. If you really think about it, you probably already know what parts of your life you need to change. Why not use unemployment as an opportunity to get where you really want to be?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>5. Learn something new.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">People are happier when they are doing something challenging. Not only that but it's good practice to keep your brain busy. Nobody wants Alzheimer's. Why not go back to school? Finish that degree or start working on a new one. Take a class at your local museum or college. Learn about printmaking, photography, scrap-booking or underwater basket weaving. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>6. Join a group or create your own.</i></span><br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S154H1lHaaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1s54p9tu-Cc/s1600-h/CSC_0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAfUrvJe9WI/S154H1lHaaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1s54p9tu-Cc/s200/CSC_0005.jpg" width="133" /></a><span style="font-size: small;">I started getting in a slump and a friend told me I needed to join a book club to "meet some people". Not being a part of a workforce or "office family" can feel very lonely. I was amazed at how much harder I had to work to stay in touch with people. I discovered Meetup.com and I ended up creating my own group and now it has 35 members. Not only have I developed some awesome relationships there but I have also been interviewed on a radio show and was filmed for a show that will air on Showtime in the Summer. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Look around. Pay attention. What's going on in your city? Are there a lot of homeless people? Does your town need more bus stops? Are your local farmers going under? Get involved. Stop sitting around wishing things were different. It's good for your body soul and mind. It will make you happy and in turn make everyone around you happy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">And I mean friendships that are worth it. Now's your chance to do those things you wanted to do while you had a full time job. Send a card. Make a card. Write a letter. Those are things our modern age high-tech lives have led us away from. </span><br />
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</div></div></div>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621671244963306957.post-30725001543021602352010-01-14T18:04:00.000-05:002010-01-14T18:04:56.827-05:00Corporate Puppets<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Corporations are using <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #93c47d;">social networking</span></span> to their advantage and not only is it changing the way individual's communicate, it’s created a clever way for corporations to advertise. Technology has cleverly inspired a fight for consumers to have the best of what's out there. Good for companies, bad for the rest of us. I like to call this "creative consumerism". Macintosh vs Microsoft. iPhone vs Nexus One. Blackberry vs Droid. LCD vs Plasm. DVD vs blue ray. The list goes on and on. And does anyone else feel like they are time warped back to previous elections with the ongoing "map war" between Verizon and AT&T comes on the television every other commercial?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Let's consider the cell phone. Which one do you have? The iPhone? Google and T-Mobile's new G1? Can your keyboard flip out? Does it have a cool color? Can you go on-line with it? Does it boast an "intuitive interactive user experience?" Are you ashamed to answer your cell phone in a crowd because it isn't a brand new Blackberry? Not only has this creative consumerism made made us broke, it's also made us lazy. How many of us have created a new way to text that has to be deciphered with a decoder? Your message ends up being taken the wrong way, since there is no body language in a text message, and now you are in an argument? I've even seen friends continue to argue via text message instead of picking up the phone to clarify. Ridiculous? You be the judge.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">With the U.S. Department of Labor reporting that as of January of 2010, 15.3 million people are out of employment we can't afford to be in competition. Large corporations can. Families and individuals cannot. My suggestion is to remove yourself from the fight. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A few days ago I decided to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">delete</span> my <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Facebook</span></span> account. I had 236 friends and I personally knew all of them but 3. I deleted my account for several reasons. Since the beginning of the new year I have taken a continuous self-inventory and I discovered much of my time was spent on Facebook reading and anticipating my friends commentary. What were they doing today? Is someone going to post some new photos? When would so and so update their status again? Why didn't anyone comment on my post? Who is going to "like" a group I joined or who is going to give me crap for it. If I write something about something in the news will someone be offended? Am I going to start a gang war on my Facebook page? Is it really worth it? Why am I thinking about all of this? Don't I have important things to do? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Not only were all of those thoughts floating around in my mind but at the same time I was thinking about how many groups I was involved in and how many business I "liked" when it hit me. I wasn't just telling all my friends about the cool things I like, I was advertising for these damn companies. For free! How crafty they are indeed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The buzz about Facebook making a profit has been up in the air for some time now. In 2008, Facebook was worth $15 million. In September of 2009, CNN ran a story reporting the on-line community had crossed the 300 million threshold. According to the U.S. Census Bureau there are about 307 million people living in the U.S. Sounds like some damn good advertising to me! On January 9, 2010, Facebook founder, Mark Zuckerburg, told a live audience that Facebook now boasts 350 million users universally. He also went on to say that if he had to do it over again Facebook user information would be public, by default, instead of private. Just for grins I decided to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">G</span><span style="color: #cc0000;">o</span><span style="color: #f1c232;">o</span><span style="color: #0b5394;">g</span><span style="color: #38761d;">l</span><span style="color: #cc0000;">e</span></span><span style="color: #cc0000;"> </span>my name just to see what came up and what do you know, the third page down there was my Facebook profile picture staring me in the face. Enough was enough. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I constructed my last post to inform all 236 “friends” that I was deleting my Facebook account. After 24 hours, eleven people had comment and showed their discontent with my decision. Eleven. One friend even stated “I have an idea. Why don’t you throw your computer out the window?” Consider him sold.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When I finally clicked "deactivate" the next screen showed me pictures of the friends I interacted with the most stating so-and-so will miss you. One right after the other. Here is what Facebook had to say once I finally clicked the deactivate button:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Thanks,</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They make it so easy to come back it almost feels like I haven't gone anywhere. “Today the internet, tomorrow the world” was one user comment in the CNN article about Facebook hitting the 300 million mark. Well Facebook user, you just may be right.</span>Fusionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06412494922261494727noreply@blogger.com1