More fun links...

The Evil Mad Scientist Laboratory has found out how to create EDIBLE GOOGLE EYES! And as a result all of your baking/cooking concoctions can now have google eyes AND can be eaten! On their website, they show complete directions on how to make the edible google eyes, as well as this super fun Flying Spaghetti Monster.



Ask.com
Its a fun place! I can start typing in a question and it immediately lists suggestions of questions in case you can't think of how to word your question...
For example,
I typed in :"When Do I"
It listed some questions, such as: "When do i ovulate?"...."When do you get morning sickness?"
I typed in: "How can"
It listed some questions, such as: "How can I tell if I'm pregnant?" .... "How can I get pregnant?".... "How can I get my dog pregnant?"... "How can I make myself go into labor?"
"How come I"
Questions: "How come I am such a loser?" ... "How come I get diarrhea after I eat?" ... "How come I can't get pregnant?"
LoL.. I know it entertained me for awhile, but I am easily entertained...
Try Ask.com today!
All thanks, again, to the Evil Mad Scientist Laboratoy







WOW! Its an interactive LED Coffee Table that lights up!! Watch the kitty play on it!! oooooooh aaaaaaahhhh...


THANK YOU THESNEEZE.COM!!
Heres a super fun article about elves... (from The Sneeze.com) he magical creatures with ALL kinds of fun abilities! like...
building toys (i.e. Santa's minions) ...
baking cookies (mmmmm...keebler...)...
making cereal (gotta love the snap, crackle, pop)...
shooting arrows into people ("A good rule of thumb is: Don't bother them, and they won't bother you. Elves are a lot like bees. (Who make cookies)")...
Dentistry...

Facebook, anyone?

Sooooooooo so cute and funny... "Facebook.com song"............ "

The "Facebook Skit" ... ..."would you poke, if i send you a poke... or would you run, and never poke back..?" ..... "Polo aquatico.. i am not athletico.. i am so uncomfortable.. in speedo.."

Infomercial about Facebook... Watch out now!! ..."Sometimes I'll just wake up at 3 am and poke her. Poke Poke Poke!" .... "And its on Facebook, so it's official!" ...."Confirm confirm confirm confirm!" .... "Angela and i have been Facebook friends for 5 months now, yesterday was our anniversary.. and I poked her, TWICE!".

Campaign for the Perfect Facebook Pic... kinda leaves me wondering about those pics out there... creepy....

Preveiw for an upcoming movie... FacebookOff.. "Hey... I got your poke last night!"

Cereal....

Psychedelic Cereal by ~bexter on deviantART

Party Last Night...

Soo... I always get SOO excited after parties like the one last night.
I meet sooo many people! I love them all, but I always doubt that they will remember me. So there is a lot of teasing "You will sooooooooo not remember me in the morning!"
(I know, I realize I use sooo too much)

And I meet a lot of fun people that I would LOVE to hang out with.
nothing ever comes of it though.

Most all of the people I meet, any and every time I talk to them, they are drunk. Or high. I always wonder if we will ever hang out when they AREN'T like that. In a more subdued atmosphere. Playing scrabble or baking cookies... or painting or going on adventures... no alcohol involved.
I also meet boys that I wish..hope that something will happen between us.. I felt a little spark, but still nothing really happens.
I can still dream though, that someone will try just that little bit.. That they will actually invite me or something.. you know what I mean?


Someone to seek ME out, rather than my having to keep working on other people..


Friends party... by ~Holly2007 on deviantART

I also find that at parties, I hate being alone. I wander from person to person.. or group to group.. I also get a tad nervous and self-conscious when i am with one person for too long.. I don't know what they are thinking and so i think for them.. and that is not a good thing.
I also feel that at times, even though I don't drink, I get contact drunkenness.. i guess... Or more likely, my ADD kicks in and I get hyper and excited and do things without thinking. Which leads to me stumbling, losing my balance, screaming when I pop a balloon, trying to tickle people, and any other thing that comes to my head-I do it without really thinking.. poking peoples pockets... dancing...

If anyone saw me, they would think I truly was drunk or high.. but no... its just me.


A Mad Tea Party by *behindinfinity on deviantART
Love this picture..

Zoo fun!!

at the zoo.. yesterday.. :}

I was wandering around in between my "training" sessions... I met the animals (not REALLY.. but i got to know their names and different things they like to do and whatnot.. )
Pic from Birmingham Zoo
Oliver is the 28 male who has been here in the zoo since 1987. He loves to put pizza boxes on his head and hide. He is gentle and loves affection. He always notices new people and changes in his environment. He had 1 female to breed with earlier, but it didn't work out. Now his little lady is Lipz who is 25 and from Milwaukee. All i know is that she hates broccoli and that Oliver didn't take well to her on her arrival. But they are still hoping!!
Pic from Rafiki's Homepage

The Mandrill Babboon.. awww... I felt for him... he was sitting alone on a rock.. hiding his head and the other 2 were in hiding, inside. He COULD have gone inside, but he chose not to...
Pic from San Diego Zoo
I learned also that they show their colorful butt to you as a sign of submission and/or apology.

Pic from here.
The White-Handed Gibbons sang to me. The female is Christopher, (21 years old) and the female is Fraser (26). They sing loud, long complex duets. Usually it is the male and the female that sing together. They do it in order to deffend their territory or to announce their location. They are the smallest of the apes and in their singing, the females usually lead and the males back up the females lead.


Pic from Breezy Hill Llama Farm.
The Birmingham Zoo has llamas too!!! There are 2. One is Cheif and the other is Major. One of them (i forgot which one) is kind of there for free room and board because his owner still shows him. I learned that their tail wagging is not a happy wag. When they wag their tail, get out of their way. They only really spit when they are irritated or being messed with.

Pic from Snokist Farm
The goats that are at the petting zoo are so soft. The kids love them, as do I. They also sneeze on you... and if you get right down on their eye level, they will headbutt you.. sooooooo YOU ARE WARNED!!

Pirates!!

Heres a fun thing for the kids!! Hang it from the ceiling (it includes hooks and everything to set it up). What a funnn swing!!!!!

How to talk like a pirate!!

• Ahoy: Hey!
• Arrr: Yes, I agree, I'm happy
• Avast: Stop!
• Aye: Yes
• Bilge Rat: an insult
• Black spot: to be 'placin' the black spot' be markin' someone for death. As in Treasure Island.
• Booty: treasure
• Bung hole – Food on a ship were stored in wooden casks. The stopper in the barrel is called the bung, and the hole is called the bung hole.
• Buccanneer: a pirate who be answerin' to no man or blasted government.
• By the Powers!: an exclamation, uttered by Long John Silver in Treasure Island!
• Cat o' nine tails: whip for floggin' mutineers
• Corsair: a pirate who be makin' his berth in the Med-...Medi-...that sea 'tween Spain and Africa, aye!
• Davy Jones' Locker: the bottom o' the sea, where the souls of dead men lie
• Doubloons: pieces of gold...
• Fiddlers Green: the private heaven where pirates be goin' when they die.
• Furner: a ship which be yer own, not one ye steal an' plunder.
• Gentlemen o' fortune: a slightly more positive term fer pirates!
• Go on the account: to embark on a piratical cruise
• Grog: A pirate's favorite drink.
• Hornpipe: Both a single-reeded musical instrument sailors often had aboard ship, and a spirited dance that sailors do.
• Jack: a flag or a sailor
• Jolly Roger: the skull and crossbones, the pirate flag!
• Keelhaul: a truly vicious punishment where a scurvy dog be tied to a rope and dragged along the barnacle-encrusted bottom of a ship. They not be survivin' this.
• Landlubber: "Land-lover," someone not used to life onboard a ship.
• Lass: A woman.
• Lily-livered: faint o' heart
• Loaded to the Gunwales (pron. gunnels): drunk
• Matey: A shipmate or a friend.
• Me Beauty: A lovely lady
• Me hearty: a friend or shipmate.
• Me: My.
• Pieces o' eight: pieces o' silver which can be cut into eights to be givin' small change.
• Privateer: a pirate officially sanctioned by a national power
• Scallywag: A bad person. A scoundrel.
• Scurvy dog!: another fine insult!
• Shiver me timbers!: an exclamation of surprise, to be shouted most loud.
• Smartly: do something quickly.
• Son of a Biscuit Eater: a derogatory term indicating a son of a sailor
• Sprogs: raw, untrained recruits
• Squadron: a group of ten or less warships
• Squiffy: a buffoon
• Swaggy: a scurvy cur's ship what ye be intendin' to loot!
• Swashbucklin': fightin' and carousin' on the high seas!
• Sweet trade: the career of piracy
• Thar: The opposite of "here."
• Walk the plank: this one be obvious.
• Wench: a lady, although ye gents not be wantin' to use this around a lady who be stronger than ye.
• Wi' a wannion: wi' a curse, or wi' a vengeance. Boldly, loudly!
• Yo-ho-ho: Pirate laughter

Here's some more tips on how to talk like them there pirates!!

• Double up on all your adjectives and you'll be bountifully bombastic with your phrasing. Pirates never speak of "a big ship", they call it a "great, grand ship!" They never say never, they say "No nay ne'er!"
• Drop all your "g"'s when you speak and you'll get words like "rowin'", "sailin'" and "fightin'". Dropping all of your "v"'s will get you words like "ne'er", "e'er" and "o'er".
• Instead of saying "I am", sailors say, "I be". Instead of saying "You are", sailors say, "You be". Instead of saying, "They are", sailors say, "They be". Ne'er speak in anythin' but the present tense!

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I
AM
A
PARTY
POOPER.
I dont drink...
I see all other people out there, laughing, taking tequila shots... one after the other...
Playing Beer pong, chugging down cup after cup...
Drunker by the moment..
Letting loose, swaying to the music, dancing close to each other, flaunting all they have...
And there I am... the lonesome sober one..
I felt alright about myself until I got to the party.
Everyone was already having a great time, already past the point of inhibition and soberity.
And there I am... the ucky girl in the midst of it all, wondering what is wrong with her.
I sent out texts to people... I called people... no answer...
I cut my hair off.
Still no real reaction.
It just hurts so much to pretend like I don't care and that I am fine. That smiling face hides the fears and tears.
What do I have to do?
Where do I have to go?
Who WILL talk to me?
Sometimes I do wish I could drink... drink it all away... and then sleep for 123289 years until people grow up and realize that life is fun even when you are sober. That I am a fun person. That I am desperately needing someone, anyone to realize ME...