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I somehow think the title says it all.
Though I still smell burning. Ow.
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How late is really to late to call someone?
Well, if you don't know them, i would say 10- 10:30, unless their obviously awake. Which I wasnt last night when the front desk called me at 11:45 and let the phone ring for fucking forever--and wake me up.
I have a nine am class, required attendance, and I suck at waking up for it. But i Do it, because i go to sleep, thank you very much, and none to Keith.

He decided to call me because the kitchenette wasnt absolutely perfectly clean and I was the last person on the roster who used it. Even though when I go up there to use it, it is rarely perfectly clean. Nope, I got bitched at for something I didnt do when I was naked and half asleep. Because when I got up there guess what the issue was? a couple of spare pieces of trash on the floor, (which I picked up, because im just that kind) and a disgustingly clogged sink.

Right. Because I clogged the sink. No, im smart enough not to pour my food down the drain, ive been cooking longer than that. It was some artists that were in there when i got there who were eating their mac and cheese, or maybe it was the person before me. But because I was last, its automatically my fault. It was already clogged when I got there, forgive me for not fixing it and just using the other side.

*Pissy* Im taking that phone off the wall.
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Tonight someone learned what happens when they bite my neck.
Men are still frustrating me.
Not so yumm.
Apart from that, Tourney was fun, good times, good times.

And im sitting in my room, partially naked.
Now if only I was on a beanbag eating cheetos.

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Whether or not this seems like a worthy cause to you, I have several friends who have been helped by this hotline, and one who has been lost to suicide, I would really appreciate if you helped me spread the word on this and keep this hotline in business before it is too late. It was supposed to go out today, but it has been granted a two week extension.


1-800-SUICIDE is in danger of being shut off or worse falling into the hands of the Federal Government. With teenage suicide being the 3rd leading cause of death between 18 to 24 year olds - our government should not be duplicating prevention efforts but helping fund the many local organizations and non-profits with proven track records on prevention. In addition our government should not be in the business having access to this private and sensitive information!

No other crisis hotline is owned by the federal government! Read more...

Despite the fact that almost 2 million callers have reached help and hope over the last 8 years, and a government funded evaluation stating the benefits of 1-800-SUICIDE, the Substance Abuse & Mental Health Service Administration (SAMHSA), a division of Health & Human Services, has decided to create their own government run system where they would have direct access to confidential data on individuals in crisis.

To protect the callers to suicide crisis hotlines the management of 1-800-SUICIDE has refused to turn over the control of the National Hopeline Network to the SAMHSA. As a result it is in danger of being completely shut off to the almost 2,000 individuals in crisis who reach out daily because our government has not only ended all funding but also continues to owe $266,000 in overdue bills to the Hopeline from 2 years ago. (This is not new funds – but money that was already allocated!).


1. Tell the Government to keep their commitment to 1-800-SUICIDE and send the $266,000 that was already allocated.

Help Fund 1.800.SUICIDE.
We need to raise $266,000 for our bills with AT&T to keep the Suicide Prevention Hotline running privately. Once we pay off AT&T for our old phone agreement We have to pay roughly $30,000 per month for the next 6 months in order to come out of debt.

3. Keep Suicide Prevention Private and Confidential Petition.
Our Government should not duplicate the efforts of the Hopeline – but help with training of social works, education and awareness of the issues of mental health.

4. E-mail your friends.

This post card is from the Postsecret Project found at www.postsecret.com , and at an art exhibit such as the one going on in Reading, PA and in a hard bound book published by Harper Collins. This one struck me as particularly poignant considering what we are trying to do. The Hopeline (specifically the crisis line worker who received the call) helped save this person and it hits home why we do what we do. For the 2 million people like this person who found help and hope through the Hopeline please help us keep the link alive.
Help Save 1.800.SUICIDE
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i come out with two good usable samples. One smelling vaguely of chocolate. Im wondering to myself if i can use honey but it doesnt mix well with oil. Mmm, lip gloss, one more balmy than glossy though. I need almond oil, i used olive oil at first because thats what the oil was in my base recipe, which i have since changed signifigantly, and will be changed more.

Next stop, lotion bars and face masks :)

This is easy, i dont know why more people dont do it. Maybe its because the hardest part is finding stuff to put it all in!

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mostly because i keep thinking of things to write and not writing them in here.

lets see, a quick public update:

I recently saw Click, funny, sad, i reccomend but not too highly.
I just watched The Libertine, heartbreaking, insightful, and not at all modest...and Depp, a must see, but I'm biased.

I finally found my book so I can get back on with my summer reading, and I am making quick but steady progress.

I added about twenty more books to my reading list.

Speaking of books, im making an altered book, so im always covered in some sort of glue, paint or ink. If not from my own project, then from my job (I work at a day care and put together most of the art projects)...(If anyone has any ideas for art projects i can do with the kids, tell me).

What else...Oh, today it rained so our fourth of july plans got delayed, i guess ill blow stuff up tommorow.

Other than that, life is generally...confusing...And im waiting for Gypsy Moon to put a price out on a pair of boots she has out on her site so i know exactly what i cant afford :p. I mean, Ive been known to spend exorbitant amounts of money on clothes before...but not her prices. Even though her stuff is REALLY gorgeous...
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Kiss me out of the bearded barley.
Lightly, beside the green, green grass.
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand.
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,
silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me.

Kiss me down by the broken tree house.
Swing me high upon its hanging tire.
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.

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If you had me alone...locked up in your house for twenty-four hours and I had to do whatever you wanted me to, what would you do with me?
Comment then repost.
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Change is natural.
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Said goodbye.
Got a job.
Got medicine.

Yay for updates. Any questions, call me, numbers on facebook. Dont have it? Email me. Or Aim (Kahmiel)

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