Horatio

And I am Horatio!!! *evil laugh is heard while they drag Lexxy off to the Gulag*

O RLY. Ya rly :XD: Whooooaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!! Whose side are you on??? Yours, Comrade-moderator. [and it's supposed to go o rly? ->ya rly, ->no wai!!!!] You shocked me! How was I supposed to answer correctly! Off to the Gulag for you!

[ Perhaps, but NOT so soon!!! Thanks for continuing! Keep writing, please!!! ]

Hey everyone, please help. My friend Nutzky is in Iraq and I would like to send him some of our wishes to let him know we are thinking of him and want him to return home safely. So any pics, artwork, literary work will be well received, so please post something here for him. Thanks and Happy Hamstering to everyone! Horatio

O RLY. Ya rly :XD: Whooooaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!! Whose side are you on???

Well, you can always find me here is you need some help. TYPO! lol thanks lol all i want for my birthday tomorrow is a boy to tell me im beautiful and waste the whole day watching movies with me I hope this happens for you. But with school, I doubt you will have someone spend the WHOLE day watching movies with you... but hopefully maybe half the day. my only option has work till 9:30 :[ I hope your birthday is a really nice one today! Sorry I can't give you the day off from work with pay. lol today is kinda bleak Perhaps tomorrow will be better when you celebrate with your friend. it was supposed to be but we got ditched and then it was like 10pm already and we couldnt find other plans worst night like ever but wutever i guess Hopefully not many worse nights. At least your night was better than the guy who crashed into my cage fence, passed out with the car still running, windshield wipers going at full speed and the lights on. He had a really bad night and probably a few more of those to come. He is probably thinking his life is over, but he was really lucky. The car was okay, he missed a tree and the cage and he never hit anyone else. So, he did do better than he we will ever know. thanks weird that i should read that right after watching saw4 Never watched that movie. Usually I am not outside my cage that late. Had I not returned late and found him, who knows. What was so amazing was that when the police arrived and tried to wake him, his first reaction was to gun the engine and try and escape. There were four police and it was quite shocking that it took all four policemen to get him out of the car, down on the ground and hand-cuffed. He was quite out-of-control. Don't think these policemen were old, out-of-shape guys. They were young, extremely muscular and in suberb shape. The police, tow truck, etc. didn't depart until many, many hours later... in the wee hours of the morning. The tow truck operator who was also a policeman, made the comment "What a way to start life as an adult.". Later, I found out this guy just turned 18. It was an eye-opening experience for me as I had never encountered anything like this. everything happens for a reason. god i hate cops so much. even before my mishaps(or wutever the word is) is the guy okay? One thing to consider, before you say you hate the police, is that had they not removed him from the car, he probably would have either killed himself or someone else, so in this case, they did a good thing. Talking to one of his friends, I asked how he was doing, and he is okay, just not too happy. Well, considering the circumstances, I can understand why he feels this way. It will probably get worse before it gets better. not trying to be cruel but wut about overpopulation and things happening for a reason? some people are meant to die. its the life cycle. but on a move real note.. an emt couldve pulled him out. my friend just trained to be one(cuz her dad is head of the emt in our town) In this particular case, I have to disagree. He was not in his 'right' mind. And in this particular case, the DUI policeman, I also found out, is an EMT, just in case of an emergency.

Being three and one-half, I feel really, really young. lol It's kinda strange, because most of my friends are at least a few months older than me, but here, with the exception of a few people, I'm one of the oldest...*remembers how she was 14 when she joined the HD boards* We need EmilyE and Vixen to add to the poll. This would help the high end of the poll.

Being three and one-half, I feel really, really young.

O RLY.

Are you excited? I really couldn't tell. This is really wonderful news! I am guessing your parents surprised you with tickets. Is this accurate? Either way, I will have to set-up a count down until the 6th of March! Nope, I found out about them and told my parents. and then I stayed home from school the day they went on sale so i could get good tickets (all right, it WAS a snow day...) I am more in the EJ loop then they are...so I know about all of these things first! 33 days, but in two minutes it will be 32 days (it's 11:58 PM) ~Liz You wouldn't be too happy about this would you. Nahhhhh.... ~Liz Yeah right. LOL

You could always write another story, or continue with Part Two of the first one. well i was fantasizing a bit when i had time left over after my english midterm...but nothing concrete. just more hormones acting up. ~Liz I would have you think of the millions and millions of dollars that are made with romance novels. There are lots of people who enjoy reading these fantasies because it helps them escape for a period of time from the hum-drum of everyday life. So, keep those thoughts, you might make millions as a romance writer. haha even if i did do well i dont know if id want to be known as a romance novel writer...i ususally laugh/scoff when i see those kind of books. i think this was just a fluke...maybe ill try writing other stuff. ~Liz LOL LOL But you are soooooooooooo good at it! well i'll just have to wait for another waking dream/vision cos thats how this one came to me... ~Liz *holds a shiny object in front of Liz, with it going back and forth like a pendulum* You are getting sleepy. Very, very sleepy. You are almost asleep. At the count of three you will be totally asleep. One... two... three. Now Liz, you will follow my directions exactly. You will be creating your next romance novel... LOL!!! ~Liz *realizes Liz is under the spell and waits for the first installment*

Wonderful news... your grandmother is out of a successful surgery! I know you are happy and relieved. It is totally amazing what results are occurring with cataract surgery. I know of about three or four people who have undergone cataract surgery and voila... no more glasses. How phenomenal medicine has become! I know! Someday I might get laser eye surgery too, but not for several years, at least. I'm afraid of what would happen if they messed it up. Plus I've had glasses since I was two. So it would be a strange transition. Oh! And I figured something out today. Dad emailed me the pdf of my car's owners manual. So I was looking at it today, and realized I felt nervous. There was nothing to be nervous about, nothing I was reading was frightening, and in my mind I wasn't nervous, but biologically, I felt nervous. And then it hit me: conditioning! My mind associated driving (stimulus, the thing that makes me nervous, which is a response) with the owner's manual (unconditioned stimulus), so the driving manual became a conditioned stimulus that elicits the conditioned response of being nervous. And then I linked it to Phil. I wasn't nervous the first two times I saw him (over the summer and at his college). But the next two times (over winter break), and then thinking about him after that brought on feelings of nervousness. The reason? I was driving with him or to him! So my brain associated Phil (unconditioned stimulus) with driving (stimulus), which makes me nervous (response) to make Phil a conditioned stimulus, with a conditioned response. You have really thought this through. I like your thought process. Phil... hmmmmm. I guess this makes it more than just driving. It just crossed my mind at random. Now I just need to make a concentrated effort to relax when I'm driving, as well as when I'm thinking about anything related to driving. As for my day today, it's been raining, which means our campus is once again flooded (whoever decided it was a good idea to build a college campus on a cranberry bog needs to have his head examined....). And I was playing DDR with the girls down the hallway, which is always fun times. And I discovered double mode (using two mats at once) which is really fun. See there is a good outcome for a rather dreary day. *nods* DDR is how I plan to regain my presently obsolete cardiovascular system. And how I plan on keeping myself from getting too bored over the summer. Now I just need to work on getting dad to buy an air conditioner for the living room.... Air conditioners are nice. Yes, yes they are. My day today has been spent playing rock band and more DDR. That's basically all there is to say. Parents. Did he let you play with him????? And they wonder why kids leave home when they are old enough. ....? Okay, you've lost me now.... Sometimes kids act like the grown-ups and parents act like the kids. In some cases, the kids want to experience the grown-up end and leave home almost officially the first day they go away to school. For example, I have a friend who's parents, yes, both of them, are into extreme sports. Anyway, he thinks they are crazy. So for him, he wants out of the house as soon as he is able. Does that clear things up? Kind of.... I love my family though. They're awesome. I just got back from shopping. JC Penny's was running some insane sale, and I got two skirts and two shirts for under $16. So I'm happy about that. It doesn't mean you love your parents less, it just means that you are growing up.

~Liz There's another song with lyrics about someone who is sixteen. I am trying to remember which song that is. The problem is, I have had Zippety-Do-Da in my head for the last week. Elton has two more songs that mention it (oddly enough, both of them on goodbye yellow brick road!) "All the girls love alice" and "your sister can't twist (but she can rock n roll)" ~Liz I thought they might be on the Goodbye Yellow Brick Road album, but then I was still humming Zippety-Do-Da, so nothing else could get into my head.

Stop... aging?

We're waiting.

Wonderful news... your grandmother is out of a successful surgery! I know you are happy and relieved. It is totally amazing what results are occurring with cataract surgery. I know of about three or four people who have undergone cataract surgery and voila... no more glasses. How phenomenal medicine has become! I know! Someday I might get laser eye surgery too, but not for several years, at least. I'm afraid of what would happen if they messed it up. Plus I've had glasses since I was two. So it would be a strange transition. Oh! And I figured something out today. Dad emailed me the pdf of my car's owners manual. So I was looking at it today, and realized I felt nervous. There was nothing to be nervous about, nothing I was reading was frightening, and in my mind I wasn't nervous, but biologically, I felt nervous. And then it hit me: conditioning! My mind associated driving (stimulus, the thing that makes me nervous, which is a response) with the owner's manual (unconditioned stimulus), so the driving manual became a conditioned stimulus that elicits the conditioned response of being nervous. And then I linked it to Phil. I wasn't nervous the first two times I saw him (over the summer and at his college). But the next two times (over winter break), and then thinking about him after that brought on feelings of nervousness. The reason? I was driving with him or to him! So my brain associated Phil (unconditioned stimulus) with driving (stimulus), which makes me nervous (response) to make Phil a conditioned stimulus, with a conditioned response. You have really thought this through. I like your thought process. Phil... hmmmmm. I guess this makes it more than just driving. It just crossed my mind at random. Now I just need to make a concentrated effort to relax when I'm driving, as well as when I'm thinking about anything related to driving. As for my day today, it's been raining, which means our campus is once again flooded (whoever decided it was a good idea to build a college campus on a cranberry bog needs to have his head examined....). And I was playing DDR with the girls down the hallway, which is always fun times. And I discovered double mode (using two mats at once) which is really fun. See there is a good outcome for a rather dreary day. *nods* DDR is how I plan to regain my presently obsolete cardiovascular system. And how I plan on keeping myself from getting too bored over the summer. Now I just need to work on getting dad to buy an air conditioner for the living room.... Air conditioners are nice. Yes, yes they are. My day today has been spent playing rock band and more DDR. That's basically all there is to say. Parents. Did he let you play with him????? And they wonder why kids leave home when they are old enough. ....? Okay, you've lost me now.... Sometimes kids act like the grown-ups and parents act like the kids. In some cases, the kids want to experience the grown-up end and leave home almost officially the first day they go away to school. For example, I have a friend who's parents, yes, both of them, are into extreme sports. Anyway, he thinks they are crazy. So for him, he wants out of the house as soon as he is able. Does that clear things up?

that doesnt stop the fact that i cant trust myself and will do worse things. i dont do drugs or lie about where im going or who im with just to be a rebel... alot of people dont get that. they think we(as in kids) are just acting out but believe me i dont want to hurt my family or lie but i have to live the way i want cuz even though im dependent on them and im their kid, im my own person and i make my own decisions. im really really scared of being on my own.. i want to be.. i want to get away but i just cant trust my decisions.. That is why college is a great step for you. You are sort of living on your own, but then again you aren't. There is no doubt in my mind that you will do great on your own. You can always call your parents if you are in doubt, or have a problem. Just because you are living on your own, it doesn't mean that you can't ask for help or opinions. You always sound pretty sensible, so I do believe you would make good decisions for yourself. Remember, not all your decisions will be right, but if you understand that you will have to live with the consequences of that decision, then I think you will make a good choice. im glad you have faith in me. but im sorry.. youre just wrong. im not gonna call my parents.. i honeslty think we ll barely talk after i move out for good. ive had enough of them. they dont act like they love me so why should i act back? Well, you can always find me here is you need some help. TYPO! lol thanks lol all i want for my birthday tomorrow is a boy to tell me im beautiful and waste the whole day watching movies with me I hope this happens for you. But with school, I doubt you will have someone spend the WHOLE day watching movies with you... but hopefully maybe half the day. my only option has work till 9:30 :[ I hope your birthday is a really nice one today! Sorry I can't give you the day off from work with pay. lol today is kinda bleak Perhaps tomorrow will be better when you celebrate with your friend. it was supposed to be but we got ditched and then it was like 10pm already and we couldnt find other plans worst night like ever but wutever i guess Hopefully not many worse nights. At least your night was better than the guy who crashed into my cage fence, passed out with the car still running, windshield wipers going at full speed and the lights on. He had a really bad night and probably a few more of those to come. He is probably thinking his life is over, but he was really lucky. The car was okay, he missed a tree and the cage and he never hit anyone else. So, he did do better than he we will ever know. thanks weird that i should read that right after watching saw4 Never watched that movie. Usually I am not outside my cage that late. Had I not returned late and found him, who knows. What was so amazing was that when the police arrived and tried to wake him, his first reaction was to gun the engine and try and escape. There were four police and it was quite shocking that it took all four policemen to get him out of the car, down on the ground and hand-cuffed. He was quite out-of-control. Don't think these policemen were old, out-of-shape guys. They were young, extremely muscular and in suberb shape. The police, tow truck, etc. didn't depart until many, many hours later... in the wee hours of the morning. The tow truck operator who was also a policeman, made the comment "What a way to start life as an adult.". Later, I found out this guy just turned 18. It was an eye-opening experience for me as I had never encountered anything like this. everything happens for a reason. god i hate cops so much. even before my mishaps(or wutever the word is) is the guy okay? One thing to consider, before you say you hate the police, is that had they not removed him from the car, he probably would have either killed himself or someone else, so in this case, they did a good thing. Talking to one of his friends, I asked how he was doing, and he is okay, just not too happy. Well, considering the circumstances, I can understand why he feels this way. It will probably get worse before it gets better.

I look forward to these.

You could always write another story, or continue with Part Two of the first one. well i was fantasizing a bit when i had time left over after my english midterm...but nothing concrete. just more hormones acting up. ~Liz I would have you think of the millions and millions of dollars that are made with romance novels. There are lots of people who enjoy reading these fantasies because it helps them escape for a period of time from the hum-drum of everyday life. So, keep those thoughts, you might make millions as a romance writer. haha even if i did do well i dont know if id want to be known as a romance novel writer...i ususally laugh/scoff when i see those kind of books. i think this was just a fluke...maybe ill try writing other stuff. ~Liz But you are soooooooooooo good at it! well i'll just have to wait for another waking dream/vision cos thats how this one came to me... ~Liz *holds a shiny object in front of Liz, with it going back and forth like a pendulum* You are getting sleepy. Very, very sleepy. You are almost asleep. At the count of three you will be totally asleep. One... two... three. Now Liz, you will follow my directions exactly. You will be creating your next romance novel...

Are you excited? I really couldn't tell. This is really wonderful news! I am guessing your parents surprised you with tickets. Is this accurate? Either way, I will have to set-up a count down until the 6th of March! Nope, I found out about them and told my parents. and then I stayed home from school the day they went on sale so i could get good tickets (all right, it WAS a snow day...) I am more in the EJ loop then they are...so I know about all of these things first! 33 days, but in two minutes it will be 32 days (it's 11:58 PM) ~Liz You wouldn't be too happy about this would you.

Wonderful news... your grandmother is out of a successful surgery! I know you are happy and relieved. It is totally amazing what results are occurring with cataract surgery. I know of about three or four people who have undergone cataract surgery and voila... no more glasses. How phenomenal medicine has become! I know! Someday I might get laser eye surgery too, but not for several years, at least. I'm afraid of what would happen if they messed it up. Plus I've had glasses since I was two. So it would be a strange transition. Oh! And I figured something out today. Dad emailed me the pdf of my car's owners manual. So I was looking at it today, and realized I felt nervous. There was nothing to be nervous about, nothing I was reading was frightening, and in my mind I wasn't nervous, but biologically, I felt nervous. And then it hit me: conditioning! My mind associated driving (stimulus, the thing that makes me nervous, which is a response) with the owner's manual (unconditioned stimulus), so the driving manual became a conditioned stimulus that elicits the conditioned response of being nervous. And then I linked it to Phil. I wasn't nervous the first two times I saw him (over the summer and at his college). But the next two times (over winter break), and then thinking about him after that brought on feelings of nervousness. The reason? I was driving with him or to him! So my brain associated Phil (unconditioned stimulus) with driving (stimulus), which makes me nervous (response) to make Phil a conditioned stimulus, with a conditioned response. You have really thought this through. I like your thought process. Phil... hmmmmm. I guess this makes it more than just driving. It just crossed my mind at random. Now I just need to make a concentrated effort to relax when I'm driving, as well as when I'm thinking about anything related to driving. As for my day today, it's been raining, which means our campus is once again flooded (whoever decided it was a good idea to build a college campus on a cranberry bog needs to have his head examined....). And I was playing DDR with the girls down the hallway, which is always fun times. And I discovered double mode (using two mats at once) which is really fun. See there is a good outcome for a rather dreary day. *nods* DDR is how I plan to regain my presently obsolete cardiovascular system. And how I plan on keeping myself from getting too bored over the summer. Now I just need to work on getting dad to buy an air conditioner for the living room.... Air conditioners are nice. Yes, yes they are. My day today has been spent playing rock band and more DDR. That's basically all there is to say. Parents. Did he let you play with him????? And they wonder why kids leave home when they are old enough.

OMG!!!!!!!!!!! Are you okay? What happened? I/They thought it was appendicitis, but it out to be....mesenteric adenitis, or something like that. Anddddddddddd, now I have the flu. What fun! I'm going back to bed now. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TBFOF!!!!!!!!!!!! Please get well soon! I know that being sick is no fun. At least you are out of the hospital and and back home.

Somehow I had a feeling there would be a tie-in somehow.

~Liz There's another song with lyrics about someone who is sixteen. I am trying to remember which song that is. The problem is, I have had Zippety-Do-Da in my head for the last week.

Aaaaaahhhhhhhh! You never divulged your secret life as a youth. And I thought you were a born in Florida person. BTW, for all you comma counters, I left out all of the commas from the above, just so you wouldn't laugh too hard.