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Blogroll Me!
There are people on the net that have nothing better to do
with their time
then be nasty to other people online. They post rude comments, spend hours
a day talking about sites they hate so much, that they well, spend hours a
day talking about them. (lame) They mock the owners and posters for their
opinions and their right to free speech. They expect everyone to fit into
their narrow-minded little world view or else they throw a temper tantrum.
To these people I say grow up.
Here's a bit of info people...the web is
a HUGE place. If you don't like what I say here, or who I am, or what I
do, or talk about, or what I look like, or the color of my hair, or
whatever asinine thing you dwell on, go somewhere else. It's
really, really easy. Honest. You just click the little "x" in
the corner of your browser and *poof* the offending, big, mean and nasty
site has disappeared.
I pay for this site. It's mine. That
means I can use it for whatever the hell I want to. Don't like it if I'm
bitching about something in my life? Oh fucking well. Go somewhere else.
Think I'm stupid for expressing my thoughts? Too fucking bad, don't read
them. Somewhere along the line, someone forgot this simple fact: Live
and let live Don't like me, cool, fine, whatever, I don't care.
This journal is NOT for you. It's for me. I'm not in it for popularity or
fame or anything stupid like that. I write it because I need to write and
express myself and get things out of my head sometimes. So read or don't,
it doesn't matter, but don't waste my time (or yours) bitching about it.
*gets off soapbox*
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Friday, April 01, 2005
Unseasonably Warm
I hate those two words. "Unseasonably warm." When the weatherman utters them it's cause for much grumpy sighing. Unseasonably warm to Floridians might as well be replaced with Abandon all hope ye who enter here. It means I don't care that's it's only April 1st, you're going to be hot and miserable and there's nothing you can do about it until November. Don't expect it to get cooler or more comfortable when the sun goes down. Don't expect any Spring-like cooler nights to hang on from here on out. And don't expect any relief because you're in for the long haul. I hate when the weatherman uses those words. It just reminds me how miserable it's going to be again and for how long. Thing is, people get prolonged periods of cold being miserable. They get freezing temps and the sheer frustration of too many bleary, frigid days. They think warm days, sunshine and humidity can't really be all that bad. But they're wrong. Too much of anything is too much. Florida is the only sub-tropical state in the union. That means our sun is more intense then yours and it means you burn almost instantly without shade and sunscreen. This is the place in the Guinness Book of World records that's been listed as the most consecutive sunny days - something like two and a half years of sun each and every day. We're not called the "Sunshine State" without reason. But our sun causes 2nd and 3rd degree burns in a matter of minutes without protection. Our sun is brutal. Florida is also basically reclaimed swampland. It's natural climate is muggy, humid and overly moist. Ever take a shower really hot but forget to turn on the fan or open the bathroom door? Know how the air gets so full of water that it literally gets hard to breathe? Ever spend time in a sauna? Ever feel the cloying pressure of the damp air? That's every day. That's why our hot weather is hotter weather then other places who might be at the same temperature. Because our weather always includes 80 or 90-something % humidity. Consistantly. Add in the dangerous-to-be-in sun strenght and you start to get an incling why it's brutal down here. For most of the year. Because we don't really have seasons like the rest of the world. We have warm and we have hot. The warm we can all deal with. But the hot lasts much, much longer. So hearing the words, "Unseasonably warm" from the forecaster last night just made me cringe. Another seemingly un-ending wall of heat, humidity and lethal sun begins. Another season of being unable to do anything outside, forsaking Disney until the end of the year, avoiding parks, outside fairs or any kind of non-air conditioned, inside-a-building event. Another season of hiding behind climate control and dreading having to use the car - since it lacks a/c and there's nothing hotter then a car in summer in traffic without air. Next time someone says they'd be happy to take the weather here, the humidity, the sun, the brutal consistancy of it all - please really do take it. We won't mind.
~ flowers bloom by Memory and Dream
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Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Photos
Ok, I updated the photo page with two new pages.  Beautiful spring daffodils - and -  Some Lovely Roses More to come.
~ flowers bloom by Memory and Dream
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Just Some Updates
So yeah, all the domains are relocated and working fully (including email) as far as I can tell. It's been about two days now since it all finally finished resolving, so everything should be back to normal. During the process, I also moved all my PhoenixFire Designs items and site to it's very own domain now - www.phoenixfiredesigns.com. Wee. I'll be having a lot of updates soon as well. I've been working on a lot of projects lately. Speaking of...  You can see what my table area that I work at looks like. Messy! The window there in front of the table is a favorite hangout spot for Mika and Gracie. They both love laying there in the afternoons and looking out the window.  Here's Mika just this afternoon interested in what's out the window. I have a bunch of photography to go through and update which I'll work on in the next couple days. Also, I'm going to try to finish putting together my photography print pages for anyone wanting prints of my photos. (I think I'll put it on the PhoenixFire site though just to put all my "for sale" things in one spot.) Anyway, that's it for now. Just a lot of site work to do.
~ flowers bloom by Memory and Dream
at 3/30/2005 03:56:00 PM ~
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My So-Called Life
I'm not real. I feel like I play at a life; a game of pretend I only have to dust off and wear the mantle of a few hours here and there. Then I take off the facade and put it back in the closet. I'm not real, I'm just what you expect me to be. I'm not really me, I'm just your expectation of me. There really isn't anything there behind the surface. Cut my strings, and I'm just a broken puppet. I'm not real. I'm just a game of pretend. A game I only manage to fool into the likeness of reality because I so rarely have to actually play it. Most of the day, I don't exist. I sit. And stare off into emptiness. Doing nothing. Thinking nothing. Feeling nothing. More and more I've come to realize there truly isn't anything there in the long hours, days, months, years that no one sees. Just like the toy sitting on the shelf, waiting on someone else to come along and animate me. I'm not real. There really isn't anything to me. There aren't any hopes or dreams or accomplishments. They're not mine. I'm not that person. Maybe I never was. Maybe it was all just the dream while sitting on that shelf. All a delusion of some vibrancy that was never truly real. Some daydream fancy that never was. I'm not real. I put on the clothes. I wear the makeup. I speak when spoken to. A sophisticated but hollow system. But, inside, I'm empty. There's nothing there. I look like the real people; I walk like them. You can take me out but you can't get within. There's nothing there to find. I'm not real. I'm not a person. I'm just a toy sitting on a shelf waiting for someone to come along and animate me. There's nothing there. Nothing within.
~ flowers bloom by Memory and Dream
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Monday, March 28, 2005
Another Way to Help With the Tooth Fund
Thanks go to dawna for pointing out this site. It's actually really amazing.  Every 15 minutes, they put up a real item. Real jewelry, real sterling, real gemstone. You only pay $5.99 shipping for it. That's it. No, it's not a scam and no it's not a lie. Fact is, it's a brilliant marketing ad and it works. It's a great opprotunity to get some pieces that you can use for gifts, for yourself, to resell - anything. Think about picking up a beautiful pendant or something now and putting it aside for mother's day. Or a birthday.  Here's one I ordered for example. I've already ordered two things. And man, I want more then that. Cheap, costume jewelry at Target costs more then $5.99. Apparently, it's going to be a limited time thing though. Drum up business before the website fully opens. So now's the time to check it out and see what kind of steals you can get while they're running the promo. Please use my link since I'll get 50 cents if you order. It's money that will go straight into my Tooth Fund. It may not seem like a lot but even a few bucks helps. Anyway, check it out either way. You really won't be disappointed.
~ flowers bloom by Memory and Dream
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Sunday, March 27, 2005
Let's Try This Again
If you see this, it means you're seeing me in the new, new host location. I was on old host, then I moved to new host 1, moved back to old host and now and on new host 2. All in about 24 hours. Oy. Hopefully though, we're really settled this time. Additionally, on the off-chance you're looking for a host, you might want to check out Dreamhost. They're running a ton of specials right now and it's really cheap. Not to mention, they're really prompt to set you up, will give you a free domain registration for a year AND you can do things like one-click instal wordpress. Not too shabby. If you are interested, please either use my link or tell them "foxpaw" sent ya (my referal id) and I'll get a credit. It's more money towards my tooth fund. Anyway, off to get some food. Hope I can get away from the pc for a little while. edit 7:35pm: Seems I'm having problems with the login information. Everything seems there but the login authentication is being weird. I've got an email into support. Hopefully, we'll get it resolved soon.
~ flowers bloom by Memory and Dream
at 3/27/2005 06:04:00 PM ~
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