S.L. Lewis

Yay! Can't wait to see it. I'm glad that you finished it. Anyways, I was going to say that I'm celebrating the fact that I finally updated by site, but I can't now. It froze and I'll have to do it later.

Have fun with that. But even when I was living up in the moutains, I still got out during the winter. Snow did not stop me! I bundled up, and braved the ice. Hurt myself a few times to. Doing the splits because of black ice hurts. Anyways...I'm just celebrating my life all around.

*screams and scrubs her brain to get rid of the thoughts and pictures* Not cool! *shudders* Okay, now that is done. Why should I celebrate the fact that it's spring? It's going to get hot now. Not fun. Shorts, were are thee?

Alright, that was just wrong. Poor Jason.

The Therapy. It's because I'm bound to walk in on someone else again.

*snickers* Good luck with that. I'm still celebrating Easter, but I'm also celebrating the fact that Jason is still trying to figure out how to outlaw cliff hangers.

Your welcome. Though, it may take longer to charge things if anything. Good luck with that dear and have lots of fun.

Like I need more therapy. It doesn't work as well as I want it to. And they have caught me in the middle of a kiss with an ex of mine. Though, that was at his house. But I can't look at my chopping block now!! *cries*

Yes, yes it is. *innocent look as she adjust her halo being held up by her horns* *waves little victory flag for the habs* I still don't know a lot about sports. I'll stick to my foot ball thank you. And I'm celebrating.... EASTER!!! YAY!! *bounces off like a demented easter bunny cackling the entire time*

HAPPY EASTER!!!! *bounces off like the Easter Bunny on sugar and caffine* *cackles maniacally*

To my knowledge, you can as long as you have the proper plug adapter. Hope that helps.

Most of the way to kill animals are humane and rather painless, if not a bit gross. The way they are raised, it's not that bad. They're plumped up, raised in a clean enviroment to stop disease and then killed humanely. At least that's how it is here.

The first one is a good thing to celebrate. Makes you want more. The second thing, have fun dear. Hope the habs win, even though I have no interest in sports of any kind.

It's my kitchen though! Must they do that so close to my chopping block? Must they?

I didn't trust her with my rug. I like my rug. Anyways, I have once more, walked in on my aunt and uncle.

Yes, I'm from Arizona. Born and raised. But I do have a lot of family who come from the east and quite a few who come from Louisiana and the surrounding states. And yes, crawdads are a lot of work, but if made correctly they are soooo good. There used be a great place to go fish for them, but now it's suggested you get them from the farm that raises them. You can fish for them personally to if you want. Anyways, crawdads are good, even if I balk at the fact that they stare at you as you remove the head. Okay, back on topic. Those who protest eating meat because of the way the farms treat their animals are blowing hot steam. They know that if we start doing things differently it's going to rack up the price for the meat. Thank you, but no. As it is, I get my meat from a butcher. No added salt to the meat.

I'm celebrating the fact that I can drive someone up the wall with the way I finish a chapter.

This has happned quite a bit actually. But my favorite song that helped me write something, even if it was seriously, uber sad, was Skillets The Last Night. The lyrics that hit me were the chorus and said: This is the last night you'll spend alone Look me in the eyes so I know you know I'm everywhere you want me to be The last night you'll spend alone I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go I'm everything you need me to be I was looking for a song to help me write and I stumbled across this and found myself writing for a good 2 hours, only stopping to hunt for my dictionary or to restart the song.

*waves frantically* Hello and Welcome back to GA, Bitter. I hope you do what the rest of us do. And that's read, post, tease (lightly) and take a nibble here or there. *smiles innocently*

I made her pay me 30 bucks so I could wash my rug a few times. Since it was so big, I had to take it to a laudry mat and pay my mom for gas. Yeah...

Sorry, it was coffee. I was a bit tired at the point when I wrote this. But it is good even if very, very sweet. It takes some getting used to and it's suggested you don't drink it before bed. You won't sleep until sometime the next day.

It's fine, Bitter. Gave me just what I wanted. I'll have to go look it up some day soon.

HAPPY HOLI TO YOU BK! Sorry I'm a bit late. And have a wonderful day to all those who read this.

HAPPY HOLI TO YOU BK! Sorry I'm a bit late. And have a wonderful day to all those who read this.

I've discovered a new way to drink tea. Take cream, real cream not the other type, powedered sugar and a strong coffee. Pour half a cup of sugar, add the powedered sugar, 2 tablespoon full, and stir. Add the cream to the other half of the cup. Mix. It's sweet and doesn't taste like coffee, but it's really good.