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As promised, photos of my new hair ( cut.Collapse )well... whadda ya think? I feel:  happy |
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Guess who got their hair cut? It's ME! ( Wanna see?Collapse ) |
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Yesterday was our 6 month wedding anniversary. Yes, that's right, 6 MOTHA FUCKING MONTHS.
Some of you are like, "Wow, they made it that far?"
and some of you are like, "That's not that long, it's still gonna fall apart."
and some of you are like, "I knew they could do it!"
and some of you are like, "Why is 6 months a big deal when you have forever?"
and some of you are like, "Why the hell would I care?"
Regardless of how you feel or what you think, here's what I'm telling the whole world, in my first totally public entry since the wedding.
Marriage is better than your parents made it look. |
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Oct. 14th, 2004 @ 01:58 pm
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I'm married!
The ceremony was early on Sunday morning and it was beautiful. I think the only person crying harder than me was Brian's mom. I could hear her sobbing through the whole ceremony. My dress was gorgeous. Brian looked so amazing in his tux. I swear, he's even more attrractive to me now than he was before. I promise that as soon as I have some pictures to show, you will see them. Brian's going to make a website for everything. Our families met with hardly any trouble and seem to like each other a lot. We went to Daytona Beach for our honeymoon. It's just another piece of Atlantic coastal America, but it was nice.
Right now, my legal name is still Natalie Rea, but that should be changed soon. A little paperwork and I'll be Mrs. Natalie Jane Dawson. Sounds cute, huh?
For future reference, my anniversary is October 10th. 10/10. Even I can remember that one. ;) I feel: happier than I can put to words I hear: Brian watching Batman cartoons |
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This week, my mother had her third chemo treatment. Her hair is falling out. And I'm 1200 miles away.
Dad called me to say that Grandma Rea has pancreatic cancer. The doctors tried to operate on it, but they couldn't remove the lump. I don't know why, but they took out part of her stomach, liver, and gall bladder. Mom told me she's not doing well. I want her to be there when I get married. She was so happy at Christmas when she saw Brian and I together. I want her to be happy like that again. Please remember her in your prayers or well-wishings. I feel:  worried |
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I have made a two fold decision.
1. I will no longer play video games with anyone I know.
2. I will no longer play video games while anyone I know is watching.
Note: This does not include single player puzzle games.
This is not a sacrifice. Can anyone here recall me ever being addicted to a video game? Not counting Solitaire, FreeCell, Snood, Collapse, Rocket Mania, or anything else I found on Shockwave, of course.
The reason for this decision?
I do not like my attitude. I get frustrated with games very quickly and take out my frustrations on the people around me. So yeah. I'd rather just watch.
Mar. 24th, 2004 @ 09:11 pm
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I was forced to HOP. Like a BUNNY. FOR NOTHING.
Mar. 20th, 2004 @ 12:22 am
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I spent the day shadowing a door to door salesman. He smoked a lot of Marlboro Lights and had me carry his products and run back to his car to get merchandise. The salesman made over 300 bucks selling stuffed bunnies, RC cars, and folding laundry baskets. In this job, one has the potential to earn quite a lot of money. It was 83 degrees outside today and I was wearing black pants and a black jacket. I got a sunburn. I got a blister. I didn't take the job. I will accept food stamps before I sell to people who keep "No Solicitation" signs on their desks. I am more of a human being than that.
Mar. 20th, 2004 @ 12:12 am
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You are a Basher!
No one knows why exactly you're in Star Wars
fandom, hanging around for hours on major
message boards talking about how much you hate
everything about the storyline, performances,
direction, and special effects. But you know
for sure that you're the only *true* fan--the
others are just Lucas-worshipping sheep. These
movies had the potential to be great, if only
they'd been something, you know, *different.*
Cooler. You hate everything wrought by George
Lucas, and think he should hand the reins to
the makers of The Matrix or Lord of the Rings
before he does anymore damage.
What Kind Of Star Wars Fan Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
| You are 38% geek |  </td><td valign="top">You are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator.
Normal: Tell our geek we need him to work this weekend.
You [to Geek]: We need more than that, Scotty. You'll have to stay until you can squeeze more outta them engines!
Geek [to You]: I'm givin' her all she's got, Captain, but we need more dilithium crystals!
You [to Normal]: He wants to know if he gets overtime.
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Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com
Mar. 17th, 2004 @ 05:37 pm
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| » I Owe Everything I Own to a Bank (or, How to Use Loans to Kill Your Future) |
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Brian and I keep buying furniture for our new apartment, which we do not move into till May 6th, and shoving it into the apartment we're sharing with Jim and his woman Jen. It's amazing how much furniture we've managed to fit into this bedroom, and more amazing still that we have enough room to move around. The closet is due to explode any minute. I have so much junk shoved in there it's offensive.
I still don't have a job or an internship.
My online class has started and it's going to be very easy, except for the 8-page paper at the end.
I'm worried about how we'll pay for rent, internet, utilities, and the car Brian needs. Not to mention the new bed we both really want. I mean, my dad sends me money, but not on a regular basis. I'm also not comfortable asking him for a lot. Especially since I've asked him to help me pay for a wedding in July.
That's right folks, July. Brian and I have decided that we're getting married for summer vacation. Living on loans, and here we are trying to spend more. But I swear, one way or another, I will have my Hawaiian honeymoon! In my dreams...
Mar. 16th, 2004 @ 01:11 am
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