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Wooo-hooooo! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I'm bad at delegating responsibility to those who I don't feel will do the job as well as it should be.... or at least, that's what I use as my "weakness" in job interviews. Ha ha ha. Other things I'm bad at: whistling bicycling drinking my soda w/out making that gulping noise Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Quit being so hard on yourself!!! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

HA HA HA HA HA! I can't kill a thing, but nature is nature and when I was little, my outdoor cat would leave the cutest, but DEAD birds on the front porch all the time for me. My cat Zoe' at BZ's old place before we lived together, brought home a mouse, too. We kept hearing this little mousy sound and went in the hall to find Zoe' batting it around w/ her paws. She didn't want to kill it, just play w/ it. I captured it, since it wasn't hurt, and put it back outside. Cats like to "thank you" for being their owner and bring your "presents". It's just nature. Thankfully Sabre is an indoor kitty and Zoe' hasn't brought home any gifts in a long time. I put a bird feeder just outside the window so they can watch the birds, but not hurt them. They love it. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

He he he....SO TRUE! You know one guy (I won't say who or where) actually had the balls to approach me and ask me WHY I hadn't paid him any attention like most new jumpers (this was a while ago). HA HA HA! I didn't know him well enough to judge, but had heard him say some not-so-nice things to some other jumpers and didn't care much for him. He went out of his way, after that, to say hello all the time. I still don't pay him any attention. His "hellos" are a bit superficial. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Honesty is always key. I've screwed up before, BZ has screwed up before and we just tell each other and forgive immediately. Don't sweat the small stuff, hun. There is NO REASON your husband should get upset you with you over this. It was an accident. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Yikes, maybe I should take my own advice and mind my own business, but if it's really that difficult to tell your husband you accidentally did something and bought a new $167 vaccuum cleaner, then it sounds like the issue may go beyond the vaccuum. Since you are married I'm assuming any money is both of yours, not one or the others. But, if not, then in the future, I might have consulted him BEFORE you bought a replacement. I hope everything works out, Freebird Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Nice form! Hands out, feet even w/ shoulders, beautifully orchestrated! 9.5! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Hairy pussys always cause problems for men JUST KIDDING! He he he; couldn't resist. Of course tell him. He'll forgive you. We all make mistakes Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Out with the old, in with the new I decided to conveniently make my last day on the last day of the next pay period. I mean, who wants to wait two more weeks to get a paycheck for only one day? New job starts on Monday. I'll miss you guys, as I won't be around DZ.com much anymore. It's been a titillating experience...he he he You know where I am, though, and I plan on making a lot of trips this year so hopefully I'll meet many more of you soon! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

HE HE HE!!! I WILL, I WILL! I didn't get home until after dark, last night, and my cheapo little digi camera really only takes good pics in the natural light so I'll take some this afternoon. In the meantime, keep excercising that right hand, b/c my skydiving tattoo is REALLY low inside my hip bone Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Sunday the 19th or Sunday the 26th? Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

*sniffle* *sniffle* You always say the sweetest things about me, mama I decide for myself who is cool and who is not. I've said it a million times before but I'll say it again for you. I like genuine people. If you're an asshole and you say, "Hey, I'm an asshole, this is me," then we're cool and I'll be your friend b/c at least you're yourself and OK with that. But if you say, "Hey, I'm a nice great person, " and really you're an asshole, then we're not cool and you're on your own. Some of the people deemed "cool" I think are assholes and some of the "cool" people that others think are assholes, I really like. Just don't worry about others. I've been jumping in Deland for almost two years and some people, cool or not, are JUST NOW starting to say hello and be friendly. Others, cool or not, said hello right away. Whether it takes you a year to warm up, or whether you warmed up right away, doesn't really matter to me. All that matters is that you're genuine. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

First thing: Stop caring about what others think of you. I admit once in a while, I get pissed b/c so and so assumed something, blah, blah, blah, but 90% of the time, I don't give a shit, and I find that makes me MUCH HAPPIER. Second thing: You have enought to worry about in your own business. You don't have time to worry about anybody else's business. You'll drive yourself crazy if you keep comparing where you're at in your life to where everyone else is in theirs. Third: The key to being happy is not whinning about all that's gone wrong, but figuring out what you want and doing whatever it takes to get it. In life, you ALWAYS have options and choices. They might not always be the ones you want, but you have them. It's never "I had no choice" or "this was the only way" but rather "I picked that b/c it was the easiest." The easy road may not always be the best one. I'd climb a mountain ANYDAY if it meant when I'm done I'd have something I really want, rather than jump over a small hill and only have something that's OK. Everybody gets to feeling low once a while, the difference b/w those who are successful and those who aren't, is the ones who pick themselves up, suck it up, and move on Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That's funny. What's even funnier is I think the facilities have wised up since then b/c when I went, they made me take off my coat, lock it and my purse in a box, then felt me up and down to make sure I had nothing on me. SHHEESH! Now, I have to say, girls can be more creative and slip past that then guys (use your imagination). But I thought it was really funny, especially when she told me not to flush the toilet. The "official toilet flusher" comes in after you're done and presses the handle down. HA HA HA HA HA! I've had to take one for nearly every job, but I this was the first time I was in and out in about 10 minutes. It was nice. Last time I had to wait for an hour and I REALLY HAD TO GO Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

What I do best: Spank Jump Goof Off and distract the DZ manager while BZ swoops the deck Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

He he he....you really did think of everything, Freebird. If I left a note at all, it might have said, "Do you skydive? If so, leave reply on Metallic Forest Green Sunfire w/ skydiving license plate." Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

and don't forget Bobby flying and BZ doing vid and me doing what I do best Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

BZ, and though I LOVE his ass, I got much more than that I can't even remember my first kiss. I kissed all the boys when I was little from preschool on up. They got no bootie, though I'm such a tease Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

HIGH: Getting a new job LOW: Realizing I have to take a drug test first. He he he....J/K! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Speaking of poles...I always thought it'd be fun to have one in a two storied house as an alternative to the stairs. Get up, and slide down to get some juice from the fridge. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

boyfriend/girlfriend. (my co-worker and I were just discussing this) Even in second grade, I figured out men were untrustworthy My first boyfriend in second grade named Marty told on me for cheating on my spelling test. I proudly stood in front of the class and screamed, "You're not my boyfriend anymore." That's my story...what's yours? Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Oooo, but the colder the water, the better my headlights work That may be how I snagged BZ, actually; the second day we ever met everyone did beach jumps. I didn't have a bathing suit, but wanted to swim 'cause it was f*cking hot out, so I put on an old grey T-shirt and my undies and dove right in. I think to this day, he prefers the t-shirt over the regular bikini top And don't put on the phasade, you KNOW I'd have your bootie in there, too! I've already seen you nakie and you have NOTHING to be ashamed of, Hottie McHotterson Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

DONT' TELL ME you're one of those annoying guys that comes right up to you and takes video/pictures, etc. Geez, should have known Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.