http://myspace.com/dannyrocksohyeah
It’s back, and it’s better than ever!
Anyway, I’m off to Indiana.
See you in two weeks!
Funnier than a cup of sand.
http://myspace.com/dannyrocksohyeah
It’s back, and it’s better than ever!
Anyway, I’m off to Indiana.
See you in two weeks!
The other night, whilst I was on one of my nocternal….things, I sat down to watch some television at about 1 AM.
Obviously, there was NOTHING good on, so I turned to E!, only to find Dr. 90210 playing. I’ve always wanted to see that show, and I had little idea of what the show was really about.
This particular episode followed two people; a 39-year-old European photographer woman who photographed models and porn stars and a woman with a facial deformity who was trying to “fix” her nose.
What I saw absolutely disgusted me!
I am totally against plastic surgery. It’s nasty! At first, I thought that getting a boob job meant cutting under your breast and slipping an implant in. Nasty, but not too gross, right?? Apparently, there are TONS of ways to do it, and none of them involve making any incisions around the breast.
This particular European woman decided to have the doctors make in incision in her BELLY BUTTON to insert the implants!? They made the incision and stuck a big long stick up through her belly button! Then they poked and prodded around until they finally got to her breast, when they slipped the implant in through her belly button!
It was absolutely…..horrible! You should NEVER cut into your body so you can enlarge your boobs, or make yourself look younger, or prettier, or whatever! It just shouldn’t be done!
The exception (in my opinion), however, came with the other woman. She was born with a facial deformity and was trying to get it fixed. To me, that is totally different and acceptable.
But cutting up your belly button and sticking a tube up through your abdomen?? No, thanks!
Standing here underneath your window,
Searching for some kind of sign.
Every move, every tiny gesture,
Only proves you’re not mine.
I could write you a thousand love songs,
Search the world for the perfect tune and rhyme,
But what good would when it seems I’m out of time?If I told you,
All the words I’ve yet to say,
Would they matter,
Or would you simply turn and walk away?
If I hold you,
Would you tell me I should go?
Do I chance it,
Or would it just be better not to know?
Q. Which sites are blocked in India ?
Access to all blogs and websites hosted on the following servers is currently blocked in India.
? xxx.blogspot.com/
? xxx.typepad.com/
? xxx.blogs.com/
? www.geocities.com/xxxFor strange reasons, blogs hosted on Wordpress, Livejournal, MSN Spaces, Rediffblogs, IndiaTimes and Yahoo 360? are spared by the Indian censors and they are still accessible in India.
Q. Why is the Indian Government banning blog sites ?
While there is no official comment, most people are speculating that the ban is connected to the recent Mumbai Train Blasts. Probably the groups behind the bomb blasts used blogs to exchange information and co-ordinate the plan so the Government decided to ban these sites.
http://labnol.blogspot.com/2006/07/india-imposes-ban-on-blogs-your.html
First, China, then Pakistan, now India? Are blogger’s rights even an issue to world governments?
This is outrageous. Where is the justice?
Anyway, very nice article from Digital Inspiration.
I’ve started to turn heads lately, and unfortunately it’s not for any good reasons!
First off, my psycopath-sister decided to grab my arm, dig her nails into my skin, and scratch me all down my arm.? Not only did it leave a HUGE red scratch down my arm, but it left me bleeding in three spots: my lower arm and two spots on my wrist.? One of the wrist-wounds just happens to be about 1/16 of an inch away from one of my big arteries.? People have begun to look at me like I’m some kind of suicidal freak!
Second, it is very cold in my house so I’ve begun to wear a sweatshirt when I’m inside (in fact, I’m wearing one right now).? When we have to go places, I usually bring the sweatshirt with me since some places get really cold thanks to the air conditioning.? My mom is starting to say that one of my glands that regulates body temperature is screwed and that I need to see my doctor to get it checked out.? Even worse, my neighbor saw me walking around with a sweatshirt on and said “Expecting snow?”.
And, finally, I have an odd summer cold.? My nose has been running all day, but I don’t have any other symptoms!? My nose has turned into a dam, and it’s started shooting out snot, but other than that, I’m fine!? What do you make of that?
I’m one messed up biotch.
…So passengers can see the horizon, with liquid crystal display (LCD)-based “auto-dimming” to reduce cabin glare and maintain transparency.
(0)Recently I have been on somewhat of a “blogging” hiatus”. This is largely due to the fact that my mother needs to work thrice as much this week to make up for lost vacation hours of a colleague and also because I am working on a surprise.
Regular blogging will resume this weekend.
So I finally realized that I can’t go on with that big broken bed frame in my room so I took it apart. By hand. All alone.
Handyman Danny to the rescue!
Let’s just say that it was a long and grueling process full of curses and urges to plunge the screwdriver through my chest. That is, the screwdriver that I BROKE on a very stubborn nail. I waned to kick that nail’s ass, but if I did I wouldn’t be able to reconstruct my bed with the fixed pieces.
So, now my bed is laying in various pieces against the far wall of our basement, lonely and in tons of pieces. It’s quite sad, really.
My mattress, however, is laying right where it used to be, just without the supporting bedframe. It’s just a mattress with the sheets and linens on the floor.
How ghetto!