posted March 27, 2009 01:57 PM         

Did I say "You are a b!tch"?

No, I didn't.

One can be b!tchy,
without being a b!tch.

posted March 27, 2009 02:00 PM         

I guess its more convenient to overlook their words, huh?

Oh, man. You are a piece of work.

Oops, was that namecalling?

posted March 27, 2009 02:01 PM         

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

When life dealt troubled times and had me down on my knees
There's always been someone there to come along and comfort me
A kind word from a stranger to lend a helping hand
A phone call from a friend just to say I understand
Ain't it kind of funny at the dark end of the road
Someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

They wear so many faces
Show up in the strangest places
Grace us with their mercy
In our time of need

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

posted March 27, 2009 02:03 PM         

Laugh at me.

Laugh at the truth.

Laugh it off.

Pretend you know something.

posted March 27, 2009 02:04 PM         

Set an example.

The third graders sang this one to me this morning and I will hear it again soon. It touched my heart...
oh, did I already say that?

I was walking home from school on a cold winter's day
Took a shortcut through the woods and I lost my way
It was getting late and I was scared and alone
Then a kind old man took my hand and led me home
Mama couldn't see him, but he was standing there
But I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

When life dealt troubled times and had me down on my knees
There's always been someone there to come along and comfort me
A kind word from a stranger to lend a helping hand
A phone call from a friend just to say I understand
Ain't it kind of funny at the dark end of the road
Someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

They wear so many faces
Show up in the strangest places
Grace us with their mercy
In our time of need

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

posted March 27, 2009 02:06 PM         

Love you both and keep it clean and try to deal with the real issues.

I invite the Holy Spirit into this situation.

love

posted March 27, 2009 02:11 PM         

I apologize for alluding to your personal issues. That was a mistake.

I don't think anything specific was exposed, though.

I do have understanding and sympathy for your situation, by the way.

You also alluded to some allegedly incriminating comments I made to you in private.

As I recall, the worst thing I said to you was, when you said,
"Take care of yourself", and I said, "I'll have to."

Other than that, I dont know what you're thinking of,
unless it was the compliments on your physique,
which you did not seem offended by.

If I did say something inappropriate, I am sorry.

I know you are going through a difficult time, too.

posted March 27, 2009 02:18 PM         

quote:

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Italian goddess Monica Bellucci has refused to move to Hollywood to further her acting career, because she hates how women are treated by the American film industry.

'I could never live there. They are obsessed with youth and beauty even more than us. There is this thing in America where actresses reach 40 and go mad. The film industry wants all these young people. They also like a different sort of woman (to me). I will never be skinny. I love to eat. Who cares? I am natural."

There are a lot of actresses who should worry about getting old and fat (Ashley Olsen, I'm looking in your direction), but Monica Bellucci is not one of them. Like I was telling her in bed just the other day, "Babe, you know I think you're beautiful, but if you gain any more weight I'll have to staple your stomach. Now go make me a sandwich." I don't know what any of this has to do with the story, but she can really make a mean tuna-on-rye.

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posted March 27, 2009 02:20 PM         

She looks pretty good to me.

I guess she means that,
no matter how "perfect" you are,
the american press will find your faults,
and blow them up for all to see.

posted March 27, 2009 02:26 PM         

It was a compliment.

And the Ashley Olson thing was fine,
because it was clearly ironic
(i.e. you are far from fat, honey).

That's healthy humor.

posted March 27, 2009 02:49 PM         

quote:

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one last thing

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lol

I pointed it out to you.

You said "stop it HSC"

I'm still pointing it out.

Ghani did it, too.

So, is it time to say to them
what you've been saying to me?

posted March 27, 2009 02:51 PM         

Cheers?

posted March 27, 2009 02:53 PM         

quote:

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shut the hell up

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Classic 26Taurus.

Maybe its not time to let it go, yet?

Maybe for once you shouldnt let it go?

Maybe its time to follow through?

Take responsibility for your part and your words?