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SOL's are the lovely tests we get to take here in VA and have to pass or we cant move on. SOL stands for Standard of Learning. I already know that if I have any trouble this year my dad's gonna freak out, since that's what he pretty much does all the time.

If it doesn't and my dad finds out I'm sure I can kiss my car and my job goodbye

Well today was my first day back to school and all I can say is holy crap man. The first thing I found out is that I'm not as good at math as I thought I was. I mean, we did some review problems on the board and we were just randomly calling out the variables to some really easy expressions as the teacher wrote them out, and after about the sixth one, I stopped calling out my answers because they were all wrong Maybe I just need to get back into the motions of school, but I felt so out of it today. I've got a really bad feeling about this year and my grades (not to mention SOL's)

I voted for the choice to accept who you are because once you do that, everything else should fall in line. To me, part of who I am is what I believe, religious and otherwise. If being in a certain place doesn't suit who I am, I'll find a place that suits me. That also goes for who my partner is. Why would I want to be with someone who isn't in love with who I am? idk, just some random thoughts on why I voted the way I did.

You Are Gay In your opinion, there's nothing sexier than your own sex. There's definitely nothing straight about you! What's Your Sexual Orientation? http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursexualorientationquiz/

I believe that this was the original recipe thread someone started for CJ back in the day. The Domoholic's Cooking Corner

Ok, so I know it's 7 in the morning on Sundat, and I have no idea what the hell possesed me to wake up, but I am, so let's do this. I read the entire thread that Jack Scribe started about the article written about Senator Craig, and it makes for good reading. But I think the writer missed one important point: No one outed Senator Craig. That's right. He wasn't outed, he was arrested for soliciting sex in a public restroom. I won't even get into my thoughts on whether the police should have been there, legislating morality, because that's a different blog entry altogether. But the fact remains that he wasn't outed by anyone. He (is) (was) an elected official. A member of the Senate of The United States Of America. He was in a public toilet, trying to get laid. I don't care whether or not he's gay or bi or curious. He made his own bed, and now he needs to sleep in it. He railed against gays, lesbians, bi-sexuals and transgendered people in the worst way while living a double life. But he doesn't owe me an apology, as far as I'm concerned. He might owe you an apology, based on how you feel about his actions as a Senator. I hope he apologizes to his family. Not for being gay, or whatever he is. He should man up and tell them the truth because they deserve to know. They've loved him and stood by him and were proud of him for everything he was, even if we don't understand where all of that comes from. He definitely decieved them, and has a lot of explaining to do. Beyond that, I have nothing relevant to add to the discussion in the lounge, so I'll just post my thoughts here and stay out of the way.

Man, CJ, they're calling you out!!! lol. I might have to join this club and send in recipes. What better way for them to conquer the past then to consume it(literally) before it consumes them??

Get Well Soon Vance.

lol @ everyone in CJ's herd trying to find a name...I think it should be called The Lurkers, named after CJ's favorite activity

Happy Birthday Kevin.

Thanks for letting us know, Viv. Please let him know (if you talk to him again) that I'm thinking of him.

Time to start eating more soy

I'm in the US and really I've never thought about what it would be like to live in any other nation. I guess I wouldn't mind living in the Netherlands or Denmark or Greece, but that would be it.

I think I try too hard to do things I don't know how to do. I recently decided that I hate reading high school stories and was ready to try something new for myself. I wanted to write something adult oriented, but not tragic or anything with a moral lesson. I just wanted it to involve two adult males living their lives who happened to meet. I guess my problem is that I don't have anything to reference. Most of my fiction stories come from my imagination, one where I tell myself the story and then work on it later on. I've honestly never stopped to consider what a casual meeting between two adults who hook up later on entails. So in other words, I'm stuck. I've been reading Jake's Hand by Rec and while I love the story, I have to say that I'm really jealous of him for being able to write something so perfectly in tune with what I want to be able to write. Two guys who meet and forge a relationship. I get the same feeling of envy when I read something by Jack Scribe, because I can't seem to capture that certain something his stories have. Maybe I never will, but I definitely plan on trying. To that end, I'm currently working on a story just like that. No one's seen it yet, and unless I like the end result of the first chapter, no one ever will. It can't just be some trashy story that anyone can find on Nifty, but it can't bore people either. My other project, Journey Back to The Yellow House is on the back burner for now, too. I have to get myself better organized and figure out where I want that story to go and how it'll end. I still plan on writing a sequel to Staking My Claim, and of course What's The Difference will continue, but after that, you'll probably see a major change in the genre of my stories.

Yikes!!!! :o When I said last March, I meant March 2006, not 2007...sorry about that.

Happy Birthday Francois, singer of my new favorite song.

Whoo Hoo!!! Great work Bob Today I'm celebrating the fact that my grandpa, who's 54 and had a massive heart attack last March, ran 5 miles side by side with me about two hours ago and then, about an extra 2 and a half, a lot of which he was showing off by jogging backwards when I started to get tired.

Congratulations Bard

Hillary, Hitler......is there a difference??? I kid, I kid

Mr Perfect