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I do, too. For the record to all: I was being facetious. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Blah, Blah, Blah.... Of course I can see his perspective and I'm not really . I suppose if I'm really upset about anything, it's more that: You can be home ALL day, but leave for 10 minutes and THAT is when the delivery guy will come. Or, in this case, my doggie was outside for a mere 20 minutes so I could spare him from the terror of the vaccum and THAT is when the delivery guy came. They plan it that way. It's a conspiracy. I'm convinced. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I'm familiar with the process. Plasma Centers ALWAYS set up shop near college campuses. I went to three different universities and all had a plasma center practically next door. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

He play nibbles at best and I think the wagging tail and super-sweet demeanor should have been an indication to the man in brown that he would be licked to death, at most. I do NOT understand people that don't like dogs. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

My new computer/entire office overhaul, arrives today! New digital camera soon to follow. I will post an updated picture of my HAZEL-eyed puppy at a later time. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I had a $300 shipment delivered from UPS. I always ask for delivery w/out signature mind you, mostly b/c I live in a nice area, and I work from home so am here or will be here most of the time. I had put my sweet doggie Cruzer outside for about 20 minutes when I ran the vacuum cleaner which he is afraid of. He has one of those long wire/leash things in the yard. The UPS man delivered my shipment during this time and left it at the end of the driveway for all passerbys to see and easily snag, rather than the front porch hidden from view. The label had "dog" written on it. Now I ask you, is this the face of a killer dog? Mind you he was also on a leash. But, at least the experience gave me a reason to use my phrase of the day (and every other day, too) at least once: "Are you fucking kidding me?" (attached photo taken at the adoption center when I got him) P.S. His ear and leg wounds have healed since that picture and he's good and healthy as new. He came from an abusive home. Now he's treated like a prince. Sabre, my kitty, is still king. Zoe', my other kitty is princess or "pretty girl" as I call her.

This thread bugs me on so many levels... I can't respond w/out sending it straight to SC and I try never to go to that scary place. Selling plasma---Can't hurt to give it a shot. I agree it should be donated, rather than sold, but I suppose if one considers jumping a valid reason to take money for their juices others desperately need, then to each their own. Either way it's better to sell/donate than not. Harvesting your eggs---Two questions: Do you plan on having children of your own? Are you at all health-conscious? If so I greatly recommend researching the hell out of the hormones and process this takes. And be sure to get what you're worth. People pay more for the eggs of girls born blonde/blue-eyed, tall, intelligent, etc. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Preeeecisely.

Countless polls already suggest a strong favoritism toward taller men, by women & business. I always loved taller men. Even still when I see a short man, my initial thought is "That sucks." Sounds mean, but rather it's just an automatic sympathy I have since I've had several short male friends and it seems like it's always a big issue for them in dating, sports, and otherwise (I used to hang out with a lot of wakeboarders who are generally shorter than most other guys). Most guys I dated were always quite tall. But the man I fell in love with is 5'9" (I'm 5'8").And we fit perfectly together.

1. What is your favorite word? Obviously 2. What is your least favorite word? Can't 3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? Possibilities 4. What turns you off? People screaming for attention 5. What is your favorite curse word? Fuck 6. What sound or noise do you love? The ocean 7. What sound or noise do you hate? A child throwing a temper tantrum in public 8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? Design 9. What profession would you not like to do? Factory worker 10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? Your chariot awaits, my dearest Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I wouldn't know. A while back, I received my first invite to join myspace from an old friend. I was not familiar with the site and checked it out. I've never been back since. And I've read countless literature about it, both good and bad. But, as I've said before---it seems more to me a place where realty-show, actor, singer & entertainer wannabees go to be "discovered". I also can't stand the "Look at me. Read about me. See what I had for lunch today." BS. Seriously--I'm a confident girl. I feel no need to post a website about myself just to receive countless compliments from friends and strangers and share my interests in cyberspace. I prefer going out, in person, actually doing things and having conversation/sharing stories while we're actually doing them. Call me crazy. And any time spent on the internet other than researching, doing work, or personal finances, I'm just wasting time I could be outside on the beach enjoying nature. Just my two cents. For the record, I'm pretty much the only one of my friends not on it. To each their own. I don't think less of people who are all about it. They think I'm silly for other things. I'm just not a myspacer. I see nothing classy about it, though I'm sure there are classy people who use it.

Zoe' is super-smart. She knocks on the door when she wants to come in/go out. She knows how to open doors (It drives me nuts sometimes.) And she, too, looks both ways before crossing the street. Both our kitties get to go outside a couple hours/day. But, only Zoe' leaves our property (and always comes back w/in the hour). Sabre never does and I like it that way. He's my baby. Zoe' is clawless, though (she was before we got her. I would never do that, even though my kitties are mostly indoor) yet manages to capture anything and everything from outside. Luckily she never kills it and we take whatever it is from her when she brings it home, pet her and say thank you and good kitty, then secretely relocate it to a safe place. The things I do..... Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That is HILARIOUS! Sabre (my kitty) does the same thing! He has a favorite rope. It's actually a new rope now since the dog found his old one and chewed it up, but shhhhhh, don't tell Sabre. And don't laugh too hard that I went to five, yes five, stores trying to find the exact same kind of rope Sabre had before. He always puts it in his water dish. I read that animals sometimes put their favorite things in a "safe place" that never moves, is always there. It sucks though, b/c the rope sucks up all the water and then drenches the entire rug around the water bowl and I have to put the rug in in the dryer--never on laundry day, mind you. I seriously LOVE my animals. They can do no wrong. People, on the other hand..... Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Two kitties and a dog. Or as I call them, three "precious angels". Probably will adopt another doggie soon. Our local Humane Society went no kill and thus animal care & control (where we adopted Cruzer) is overflowing and having to put record #s of adoptable animals to sleep. Not to mention the abuse & neglect rate going up when people who do not want their animals (and thus mistreat them) have no where to take them. It's so . I feel compelled to save another. Good Lord---I'm a clean freak and an animal lover. Someone upstairs finds this hilarious to watch, I'm sure. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That's interesting. I've never tried to read guitar music or played a guitar---just would like to. Piano-wise, I do it all. I won a couple national classical championships when I was little. I quit when I was 15 b/c I just didn't have time/desire with everything else I was doing at the time. But, I've been shopping for a new piano.

I was thinking the same thing. I love that song. I'm a southern girl raised on southern rock & country music. But, I love everything. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Sweet! Yet another thing I'd like to learn. Supposedly it's easy for piano players to pick up. I've always wanted to play the guitar portion of Aerosmith's "Walk This Way". Hey. A girl can dream. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I like to mix it up---my position that is. I like where I'm at now, but it'd be no fun if I had to stay in that position the whole time.

I am most definitely a read-and-deleter. But no-one pm's me except Walt, anyways. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Happy birthday, Roberto! Forget pants. Count my vote for the birthday suit, please.

Indeed. I heard it's best to hold bondees very tightly together to ensure a longer-lasting bond. Edit: Sorry, Remmi.

I'm quite certain I spelled it correctly. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Excellent point! The proof is in the pudding. I'm not exactly sure where that comes from, but I thought it'd be fun to have pudding involved.

No goodies for you. The bond it is! Now, where to stick it.... Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.