On Mother's Day, my sisters and I were having fun scarfing down fruit, cake and sweets dipped in chocolate fondue.
Kosette was being mischevious, flaunting her butt, "Hey, check out my ghetto booty!" Then, I suggested we compare butts, she bent over next to Alison while I took a pic. It was a fun night!
I miss my sisters already! :-/
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You already saw the past picture of a bottle with berry-flavored barrium. I had to drink that nasty stuff.
But wait! There's more!
I was at work, waiting outside of a workshop so I can clean up once it is over. I was looking at my sandals and thought this is a good photo op for my feet in that chair.
Then I looked at my yellow bandage and thought it was nasty they had to shoot me with a needle for the CT scan. *sigh* I paused and thought maybe I should take a peek. So, I did.
I was revolted to find a really ugly bruise that I got from 4 hours ago!!! It is darker than it looks on my sk2 camera.
Ugh.
This is the nasty stuff. I had to drink 2 bottles of this for a CT scan in a few minutes. Wish me luck!
I've been wanting a tattoo on my upper back. I like the Celtic Tree of Life. But I also want to add wings and a sakura tree on my back and sides. The trick is to figure out where to put them and how big/small do they have to be.
Interesting.
I noticed I have a weakness for those chocolate covered sunflower seeds from Trader Joe's.
*sigh.*
Congratulations to Jarmilla, Alcira and Jack on graduating from Phoenix College on May 12, 2006!
Xoxoxoxoxoxo!
I'll post their interviews soon!
I can safely and pleasantly say that I am happily drunk!
Been a great day for me at school and work. I also made good friends with some people I see at different events and locations. I finally met them in person and now, got some new, cool friends!
Thanks for a great night, Laura! And congrats on completing the IPP! ;)
Don't you think that sign is a little suggestive?
Heh! I'm at a car wash right now, because Robert wanted to trade his car. We would have skipped the car wash and went straight to the dealership, but some damn bird took a dump on the backseat car door's handle. When I first discovered it, I pointed it to Robert and exclaimed, "Yee-HAW! Look at *THAT*!!!" He rolled his eyes and said his mom believes it is a sign of good luck whenever a bird shits in your car.
What do you think?
My roommates and I saw a movie tonight. Let me post a review later about the film.
Anyway, after the film finished, we walked out the back exit so it would be quicker to get back to the car. On the way to my roommate's car, we spotted a Ford Focus parked at one end the the parking row. We saw something in the backseat of the car.
Holy fucking crap!
"Crap" is exactly right! The WHOLE freakin' backseat of the car was full of crap, newspaper, water bottles, milk jug, used paper soda cups, a shamed box of Entenemman's (sp?), and a lotta more crap! If you name it, the backseat's got it! It has less than a foot's worth of space left between the surface of the crap and the car's ceiling. It's a white garbage can on wheels! W-O-W!
Now, I can tell people I have seen a Ford full of crap!
I love this small, nifty color picker for grabbing HTML or RGB numbers!
Read more at nattyware .
That the 70's still alive! ;)
That's Frogotopia. Last night, he needed to borrow my sewing machine and make an outfit for Toast this weekend. It looks good! We had fun chatting and working on the outfit.
Me wonders what VeeKoz will think. She's going this weekend with Frogotopia. Lucky them! I'll be stuck in the city studying for finals and doing some work for my school.
My Dear Family and Friends,
As a former seminary teacher of Elliot's, I share this information I received and join in the plea of Molly's cause. Kosette and Alison became friends with the Lichlyter family and love Molly. If any are able to help, this is a worthy cause to a very dear family.
Also, would you please considering sending this e-mail on to your family and friends? Thank you!
Lola
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Dear Friends and Family:
As many of you know, our sweet Molly was first diagnosed with liver cancer six years ago when she was a senior in high school. She very bravely handled her first surgery in March of 2000, to remove 85% of her liver. Hopes were high that the surgery would remove all existing cancer and that she would recover without the need of any further treatments. Great things were in store for her. Molly met and married the love of her life - Elliot, a devoted and supportive husband and best friend. Molly and Elliot were then blessed with their miracle baby, a beautiful daughter, Jaycie.
Unfortunately, in the summer of 2004, her cancer returned - again in her liver. The same surgery was performed, and once again great hopes flourished that this would be the end of this battle in her life. However, in February of this year, we were all crushed to learn that not only has the cancer returned, but that the tumors are inoperable, due to size and location. Molly's only hope, at this point, is a liver transplant, which needs to be performed as soon as possible given the aggressive rate at which her cancer is growing. Surgery is scheduled for May 24th. This is where we come to you with a plea for help and prayer.
From a medical standpoint, Molly is prepared for the surgery. All necessary tests have been performed on her and her younger brother, Zach, who has graciously volunteered to be her donor. Molly's insurance company finally consented coverage for her after an extensive appeal process. However, they have declined coverage for Zach. Today we were advised that Zach's insurance has also denied him coverage as a donor. This news added devastation to already existing devastation. Molly's immediate family and close friends are doing all they can to quickly gather the necessary funds, which must be paid prior to surgery, but we have a large goal to reach. The estimated cost is approximately $50,000 for Zach. Not only is the surgery a great expense, but Molly will initially be on 18 medications to support her acclimation to her new liver, and then lifelong anti-rejection medications.
With humble hearts, we reach out to you and ask for your help. An account has been set up in the name of Molly Marks at Bank of America. The account number is 0043-7991- 6588. Truly, we are sincere when we say no gift is too small. We know that the small, yet generous, gift of MANY is all it will take to help Molly. Time is of the essence. We appreciate all of you who have been praying for Molly and our family all these years. We can especially use them now. Thank you for being a part of this journey with us.
For questions regarding the surgery, please contact the Good Samaritan Transplant Center Coordinators at 602-251-2700 or Peggy Lichlyter (Molly's Mom) at (602)843-2885 or lichfam@cox.net. Please feel free to forward this to any who might be willing to help.
Last Friday, I was a little early for school and knew I would be waiting for my interpreter. She was always the one who gets there first. If I am on time or early, she would be the one who would be late. That doesn't happen often because I'm always late! Heh!
Anyway, I walked to the 2nd floor lobby and sat down for a few minutes. I shot off a page to my interpreter to inform her I was early. While I was writing the email, I observed a crowd of people bursting out from the elevators and another crowd going up the stairs. I sent the email.
Suddenly, it hit me. I realized it's so sad and pathetic. Fat people take the elevators and slim people take the stairs. I got a page back from my interpreter saying she was leaving a deposit for the tinkle fairy. I saw her step out the restroom next to the elevators. With my famous "you-know-what?" expression, I asked her what I've just realized and informed her of my observations. She agreed and added her observations, too. On campus, she noticed slim people walk on the sidewalks and fat people take shortcuts across the grass.
Okay. Later that day, I was walking along the campus sidewalks. I just noticed that I used to take a lot of shortcuts, and now I am just taking the longer way around. Very interesting observation!
I was watching the news yesterday and found out University of New Mexico held a Gathering of the Nations for the Native Americans. In one video shot of the event, I saw a group of Native Americans sitting around a large drum in a circle with drumsticks in their hands. That's when I remembered a Deaf event I went to in Utah. They had a survival camp set up by Verl Osmond. The local tribe came over to give us an idea what their culture is like. They had a large drum, sat around it in a circle and started swinging their drums as they sang in their native tongue.
Even though I was categorized profoundly deaf, I could hear really loud sounds just a little bit. I felt awed and inspired by their songs and drumbeats. They blew me away with their raw emotions as they sang with all their heart and spirit! Also, their drumbeats are loud enough to be felt in the immediate area around the large drums. It was a really cool experience for me!
Deaf or hearing, I recommend you to go hang out at a Native American event, concert, and/or festival and check them out!
The artist who made this poster is very, very clever. It is actually funny.
Can you spot what I'm talking about?
I got on the bus and spotted a guy dressed up in brand named clothing, distressed denim pants and white sunglasses. Well, I think he's hot, but the fact he is sporting a Gucci bag, not hot.
Still to this day, I don't get it why people *have* to wear expensive, brand name clothing! People should learn to focus on looking good, not become live, walking billboards for tommy, cK, Gucci, RayBan, Guess, and whatever else you name it.
Sorry, honey.. That bag's gotta go!
On April 15, 2006, many Deaf Arizonans could hear a high-pitched scream echoing throughout the valley. It was a sad evening for my roommate, Robert.
Analyze the picture. That was on the dashboard of his Mazda 3!
I'm such a stupid idiot.
Why? Well, I bought a hamburger in a paper bag then went to a gas station across the street to get money and a drink. I walked out the gas station with my hands full. I was holding money, a receipt, a bag with hamburger inside, debit card and a wallet with a zipper. I fumbled around, trying to get my money into my front right pocket, slip the debit card into my wallet, zip it shut, then slip it into my back right pocket, and rip up the receipt. I realized the drink and bag of hamburger were in the way. So, I grabbed the top part of the brown sack in my left hand with my lips and lifted up the hamburger while I shifted the bottle of soda from my right hand to the left. I finally got my money stashed away, my debit card put in the wallet, tucked into my back pocket, and the receipt torn then tossed to the garbage. Whew! With my right hand, I grabbed the brown bag from my mouth and pulled it down.
Fuck.
Big mistake! Know why? The dryness of the brown paper bag sucked up the moisture from my lips. It naturally dried up my lips. So, when I pulled the bag down, I immediately tasted blood. I discovered the paper bag peeled off some of my lip skin! Now, drops of blood are glistening on the brown bag.
This is the last time I'll put a paper bag in my mouth! Ugh. I guess I can't kiss until my puckers are healed!
I dunno why.. But I really love looking at palo verde trees in full bloom with millions of tiny yellow flowers.
It's a family favorite drink. I made this fruit slush for a party yesterday.
Many people told me it was so good. A roommate suggested I put in vodka. Heh!
Which brings me to this question:
Should I become a bartender? And a Deaf one at that?!?
This is pretty nifty.
Just enter your zip code in the site below, and it tells you which gas stations have the cheapest prices (and the highest) on gas in your zip code area. It's updated every evening.
MSN Link.
Be a good neighbor and pass this along.
(works if you're traveling too!)
The new secretary's gonna be mad. Hehehehehehe!
She just started working for the IPP/ASL Dept. I think she's cool.
And she also reminds me of my favorite cousin in Utah... Hmm. I better try going to Utah sometime soon!
I can't wait for a scan from Gnarlydorkette! She took a picture of me and from the description she used, I think I may use that pic for my main entry page or blog layout.Can't wait!P.S. I'm still buggin' VeeKoz for the pics!! I still haven't seen them yet. She'll be at my apt this weekend, so maybe I'll get the pics then. :D
I've always had a thing for shirts that are totally different and has a lot of texture. I was watching "Ichi the Killer" movie, which was a little confusing to watch. Overall, the movie wasn't bad, rather a sad one to watch. Anyway, one of the bad guys had on this shimmering, silver suit and a dark pink, long-sleeved, sequined, button-up shirt. I have to admit, I like the shirt a lot, but don't like it in pink. Pink clothes makes me think of Pepto-Bismol. Yuck.
So, yeah.. If that shirt was only in blue...
This is one of those cool, artistic mysteries. Someone spraypainted spiders coming out of the storm drain. It's close by my apartment.
I thought it was brilliant! Just like that artist who painted his self-portrait on billboards and highway exit signs. Remember him?
You are welcome to quote me on this..
During the summer of 2004, I had an epiphany. I had to choose between life as a Gay man or death as a Mormon man. Had my choice was to be a Mormon, I would not be writing this to you!
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On Wednesday of this week, at two minutes and three seconds after 1:00, the time and date will be 01:02:03 04/05/06.
That won't ever happen again in our lifetime.
Hat tip to Bret Cummens for this email!
