tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.comments2012-01-31T02:20:04.043+11:00shelluvahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014659246360540140noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-45821847159175527652010-11-01T04:14:27.794+11:002010-11-01T04:14:27.794+11:00WOW!!! Nice Post!Kind RegardsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-70072747672909037682010-01-14T23:07:41.595+11:002010-01-14T23:07:41.595+11:00What a beautiful, heartfelt tribute. Thanks for sharing.Ananoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-31453858101363429882009-04-28T07:41:00.000+10:002009-04-28T07:41:00.000+10:00I love this..I still look over my realizations and wonder.<br />xxBeakAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-50223730616904002252008-11-25T14:58:00.000+11:002008-11-25T14:58:00.000+11:00I've always found that the moment I stop looking for something it comes my way. I don't know how it works, but it's true for me at least.nascenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699604582963199835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-45088897594739863592008-10-10T09:44:00.000+11:002008-10-10T09:44:00.000+11:00I like this one a lot. Thanks for sharing.Zombiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283894291158299656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-39697504717506686972008-09-12T02:51:00.000+10:002008-09-12T02:51:00.000+10:00I have the same problem trying to explain to my wife why I feel so bad sometimes for weeks. She can't get past the notion that she is not the cause of my feeling this way, that there is something wrong that I can't control or fix.Zombiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283894291158299656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-74470279514843245022008-08-27T13:01:00.000+10:002008-08-27T13:01:00.000+10:00A memory written beautifully. Very sad story. I feel the same way when I return to the places I used to go and do the things I used to do. It is like watching your own ghosts.Zombiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283894291158299656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-14959760331319844832008-08-01T13:13:00.000+10:002008-08-01T13:13:00.000+10:00A sadist, a masochist, a murderer, a necrophile, a zoophile and a pyromaniac are all sitting on a bench in a mental institution.<BR/><BR/>"Let's have sex with a cat?" asked the zoophile.<BR/>"Let's have sex with the cat and then torture it," says the sadist.<BR/>"Let's have sex with the cat, torture it and then kill it," shouted the murderer.<BR/>"Let's have sex with the cat, torture it, kill it and then have sex with it again," said the necrophile.<BR/>"Let's have sex with the cat, torture it, kill it, have sex with it again and then burn it," said the pyromaniac.<BR/><BR/>There was silence, and then the masochist said: "Meow?"nascenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699604582963199835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-1809857947881846912008-07-19T17:28:00.000+10:002008-07-19T17:28:00.000+10:00Hiya Michelle,<BR/><BR/>I am enjoying reading your blog...keep up the good word :-)<BR/><BR/>ACMAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790403289894435786.post-42546939462812274352008-07-18T18:24:00.000+10:002008-07-18T18:24:00.000+10:00Hey Shell,<BR/><BR/>Had no idea you were so literary! I'm really digging your writing style!<BR/><BR/>so, seeya in sin city soon sucker<BR/><BR/>mnascenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699604582963199835noreply@blogger.com