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I think I've invented my own denomination of Christianity. It suits me fine. I believe in God and Jesus. I don't believe, however, in the institution of church or that God created the world in seven days. I do believe, however, that no matter what one's religion, everyone is saved. As long as one stays true to their own beliefs, whatever they may be, then they are doing right for themselves. I pray every day. I pray directly to God and not to a priest of through Mary, or any of that other stuff. I pray on every plane ride to altitude. I pray for myself and for all others. I figure, even if I'm wrong, which obviously, I don't believe I am, then it still doesn't hurt to pray or believe in something. In the grand scheme of things, I think all religions, evolution, etc. is all bound together infinitely. I don't believe any beliefs are better than others, and don't believe in killing/hating/stereotyping on the basis of radical religion. To summarize, I believe in Christianity basics like God and Jesus, but I also believe in the power of the human mind, and I believe these things co-exist, without going in to too many details. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Yea, there's me, and there's Skymama...there can NOT be two princesses....therefore, I nominate myself as Queen Skymama is more of the princess-type anyways; I just like how the crown looks Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

HA HA HA HA! Skymama is the resident bullshit princess I don't think she'll have much sympathy...Skymama dishes it just like she takes it; and that's why she's my girl! While I can attempt to understand this girl's feelings, I can't say that I sympathize. If you don't like something, say so. I don't typically bother listening to people whine when I ask them, "Well, did you tell so-and-so that's not cool, and not do say/do that again?"....."Ummm, no, but...." BUT NOTHING...how can you expect people to treat you the way you want to be treated if you don't let them know where your boundaries are? It doesn't matter how shy or non-blunt you may be, it is still up to you, and you only, to let people know when they're not treating you appropriately. Then, and only then, if the problem persists, are you allowed to whine about it and get outside help to take care of the situation. Some people don't realize (and I'm speaking in general, not about this girl. I don't know her and therfore, can't say anything specifically toward her) that in life, you ALWAYS have a choice. The choices might not be the ones you want, but you always have them. Speaking of boundaries....I have few, so bring on the taunting and teasing and BE PREPARED to get it back Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I concour, mama..... Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I see what you're saying now....thank you for the clarification Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

He he he....no, he's not, but actually a pretty intelligent guy on a normal basis Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Could you clarify? B/c food items at ANY grocery store, at least in Florida, are exempt from sales tax whether you're rich or poor, not just for "low income" people. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

CONGRATS! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

You know you're an animal-lover when, admist this whole story, I'm thinking, "Oh, thank God it didn't hit the birdhouse." Or, likewise, in movies...when everyone gets shot or speared, I'm thinking, "Oh, thank God the horse is OK." Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

OF COURSE!!! (played dumb and evacuated with everyone else) The funny part was, when he was telling the story, he said, "Yea, so I unscrewed the back of it and I was like, 'Wow, this is a cool flashlight, it must run on some kind of special liquid or something, b/c there was this little tube inside, and I grabbed it to get a closer look....'" HA HA HA HA! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Two skydivers go to Sonny's Real Pit BBQ....(these are friends of mine)....while one is in the restroom, the other looks at friend's keychain, thinking this long tube is a flashlight...unscrews the back of it, notices his eyes start watering, he starts coughing and before long, the entire restaurant is evacuating. The flashlight was actually mace. Ha ha ha ha! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

OH, GOOD GOD....some things just weren't made to be DIET....Mountain Dew is one of them....BLAH!!!! Give me the regular stuff, please I'm weird like that, though....I prefer 1 percent milk but I can't STAND diet soda. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

As stupid as these reality shows get...I still watch them Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Luigi is also a small guy. Still pretty incredible, though. He could hold the end of the lines to the canopy w/ his arms outstreched. He doesn't jump it anymore, b/c from what I understand, the openings were a BIOTCH Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

He he he....BZ gets upset w/ me...I can hardly see at night w/ all the lights blurring together. During the day, I can't read shit if it's far away. I think I see OK, but I've tested it by saying to BZ, "OK, I'll tell you when I can read that sign up ahead." He can usually read it when I say that in the first place. I know I probably need contacts or whatever, but I figure I'll just go straight to the surgery in a few years. But both my parents have had it done and it worked out wonderfully for them. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I call it Mountain Dew or I don't call it at all Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I don't know the details of what happened. Therefore, I can not comment on the situation itself. But as far as your comments go, I agree! Different people can be better/worse that others in a million ways. One person might be a better swooper or freeflyer or whatever but be worse at people skills, being humble, etc, or just the opposite; someone could be worse at skydiving but think they're the shit and are better at talking shit. However, despite any of the above, you can never assume thing about people by one comment, action, ect. b/c so many words and actions can be perceived in so many different ways and have so many different intended meanings. Obviously, the meaning of whatever happened to you was OBVIOUS and I understand your frustration, and again, agree with your comments whole heartedly. In other instances, however, I think it's important not to assume things about people. I met a guy at my DZ who everyone had told me was full of himself, etc....but when I met him, I felt he was very honest, blunt and a good person. And other times, when everyone said, "Oh, so and so is really cool," I met them and thought they were an asshole. It sucks there are mean people in this world, but that is never going to change, so I try not to worry about the assholes, and pay my attention to those who good hearts Maybe it's a bad thing or as I take it, a good thing, but one thing I've learned is to not have high expectations of ANYONE. That way, you're less likely to be dissapointed. There are only two people in my life and maybe a little bit of a couple others that I expect anything of, the rest, I'm always pleasantly surprised, or not surprised at all, but rarely dissapointed, b/c I didn't expect anything to begin with. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I buy one ticket for every drawing. I figure if I'm meant to win, I'll win on my one ticket. I never buy more than that. Here comes the $100 million Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Nooooo, scars make for fun stories, and if your story isn't fun, make one up! I had skin cancer removed on my back. I have a circular scar the size of a quarter. I tell people I was bitten by a shark when I was surfing one day.....you wouldn't BELIEVE how many people believe me! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

He he he....funny. I love my moles though...I have the small Cindy Crawford mole above my top lip. I have another one on the right side of my face, and then said, chin mole that isn't brown. I think they're SEXY! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

NOT A DAMN THING! But, for the categories sake, I always told BZ, if we were ever in a couple's who knows who better contest, my answer would be, I'd have the tiny mole on my chin be brown. It used to be brown, then it lost it's color. Now it just looks like a permanent tiny pimple on my face. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That was a give-away. He he he.....reminds me of a category on Jeopardy last night: "Moist things"...you know you're with the right person when you both have the same sense of humor. We looked at each other and taunted: "Oooooo, moist things...YEA, BABY, YEA!"...HA HA HA....30 minutes later, Jeopardy was over Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I like to play schoolteacher and use my ruler to spank......oh, wait, you meant drinking games Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I had just finised my AFF....Jtval had a sexy voice narrating his AFF video and I was watching it with him....I asked, "Who is that voice doing your video?" I was a major wakeboarder before I skydived, and the voice on the video was TOTAL surfer-like, just like I like He said: "What? You've never met BillyZ?" Me: "Nope" Then I preceeded to do 5 jumps w/ a whuffo chick's boyfriend (PURELY INNOCENT)....so she pushed the issue even more....Her: "You have to meet my boyfriend's roomate, BillyZ...you two would go great together." Me: (thinking to myself) "yea, yea, yea...don't worry, whuffo, I'm not after your boy-toy" Finally the next day, said BillyZ showed up at the DZ...I had about 13 jumps, and he had a black eye. GOD it was sexy We've been in love ever since.... Here's how he won me over: We met two days before he left for the first Venezuellan swoop challenge. The day before, he jumped onto the beach, I met him there and we went swimming (I didn't have a bathing suit, or a bra...ha ha ha...wet t-shirt anyone?) He called that night to make sure I arrived home safely. No-one ever bothered doing that before...POINT 1. The next day, he left for Venezuela, he went through two hours of trying to figure out how to use a calling card from there. Many of the guys didn't even get to call their wives b/c they couldn't figure it out. He called me once each day for 4 of the 6 days he was there. MORE POINTS! Then, when he flew in, he drove in the middle of the night, from Miami to Orlando, where I was living and brought me a small Venezuelan gift, even though he knew he wasn't going to *score* MAJOR POINTS! After that, we spent every weekend at the DZ together. We'd always stay in the DZ owner's trailor on the DZ. Then we moved in together 8 months later. The rest is history Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Quite the opposite, I have no fears If you'd like to know my views, you may PM me anytime...I choose not to add to or create drama by posting my own personal views on such matters. I can see both sides to almost any matter and their are certainly pros to the above things, however, I still don't agree, nothing to do w/ religion. To each their own. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.