tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60295332011-08-30T06:15:21.321-07:00Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.comBlogger2401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-81617709127157804642007-07-24T09:03:00.001-07:002007-07-24T09:04:15.439-07:00

Alright people, I wasn't going to forward this blog to my new one...but you people aren't changing your blogrolls...do it! DO IT!http://momsatitagain.blogspot.com/Mmmmmk Thanks.Zed is indeed dead.

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Portland has a long list of things we can be proud of...We have the worlds smallest park at a whopping 24 inches.We have the largest natural urban forest reserve in the US.We have the worlds largest independant bookstore, with the only 3 door elevator west of the Mississippi.We don't have to pump our own gas...in fact it's illegal.And we don't have sales tax.I could go on...Ok, I said it was a

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So, I've decided that because I have an asscart full of video's on my computer I may as well share some of them with people who might care...or don't whatever. Either way, it makes me feel like I'm doing something with them. I let the hubs pick the video for this weekend and he picked this movie trailer:Go Joe.Was there any other girl out there who totally felt ripped off by the cool boy toys as

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1. "Please pass the ketchup."2. "Hello? Macintosh technical support?"3. "Absolutely, I'd love a root canal! But only if a pap smear is unavailable!"4. "WOO HOO! Enya tickets are on sale!"5. "I'd like the big bag of pork rinds, please."6. "Eh, who wants to look like Angelina Jolie, anyway?."7. "YAY! The Speed Channel!"8. "I sure hope Jeb Bush decides to run in 2008!"9. "Britney Spears is just a

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-58983244591503053122007-03-22T15:40:00.000-07:002007-03-22T15:40:14.250-07:00

I am so bored. I have just been staring at this computer screen zoning out for the last 45 minutes. I would think myself in a semi comotosed state if it weren't for the fact that I can still type 80 words a minute and eat Skittles like my life depended on it. I'm thinking if I were actually comatosed, I wouldn't be able to perform such duties....*drool*Perhaps I should step away from the monitor

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Holy crapola...March is almost over...lets put things in neat nifty listy format, mmmk? Car stolen Migraine for 13 out of the last 19 days. Yes, seriously. That would explain the lack of posting, and my $2000 in medical bills I've racked up with all the shitty tests performed on me by the hospital. My internet decides to disappear for four days. I almost cut my finger off. Highly...no

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I was just taking the trash out and saw one of my neighbors riding her bike....pulling her teeny tiny little Chihuahua behind her. The poor little doggy had his tongue waggin and was huffing and puffing like R. Kelly at a girl scout camp. What the hell was she doing? Did she not notice that her dog's poor little legs were like two inches long, and while she coasts her tub of lard ass along on her

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I tried to give you a chance. I did! A real, honest to goodness chance. Even though you made my most beloved Mix 107.5 vanish into thin air one night while I was sleeping. I was trying to be the bigger person here...forgive and forget and all that. But now?You are all bitches. I hate you. You mess with my head by playing snippets of songs I LIKE in your station bumpers, so I keep listening

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I have...lemme count...approximately three gig's worth of music video's/tv commercials, series openers...mostly from the 80's on here. I hate Youtube with the fire of a thousand Satanic footstools, so I'm not using it any more. They are a bunch of hypocritrical assholes. Instead, I'v decided to upload them to my own server and keep them up for a week...five days, whatever. Then I'll make a list

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Since her phone hates me and wouldn't let me call through even thought I pushed *82, I just went into the kitchen to get started on my daily load of dishes, and I made the mistake of doing it first thing, like before coffee, first thing...so anyway, I went to turn on the radio, like I do, and my daughter had left it on the country station.Ummmmm.There was some shitty sappy song on there about

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I spent all of last night in the hospital. Don't you envy me. I hve these things called Hemiplegic Migraine's...which bascially means I see spots and have blurry vision for a day or two leading up to paralysis on the right side of my body. Scary as shit. When I got my first one, it was in December and they thought I was having a stroke. Ambulance came took me away, hospital ran every brain

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-43011651869654315552007-03-01T17:54:00.000-08:002007-03-01T17:55:22.316-08:00

People with full body tattoos...the sleeves and face/head all over "I wanna be a lizard boy" tattoo's. Why? Why would you do that to yourself? I just saw a guy with every part of himself, that I could see tattoo'd, and I think I peed a little. I understand tat's, I have one...hell, I want another one. But the all over body tat's? I will never understand that one. What happens if and when you get

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Oh yeah, I have a blog. I kind of forgot to post. I've been soooo busy the last few days. Working mostly, over the weekend, but lots of family time happening here, people. Really. Friday was the last day I posted so, let's see...Saturday - We took the girls to see the Harlem Globetrotters at the Rose Garden. Good times.Sunday - Working. Working....working. OH! And working.Monday - I forget.

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Quick finger update: Spent four hours at the docs today getting my finger rechecked and rewrapped and crying because they kept sticking sharp pointy things in it to "clean" it out. Doc says it's looking good and healing fine...this was of course after he told me that my injury would be perfect for Halloween, and that it would work great at scaring the children. I love my doctor. Really. I'd

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-66189385231839720392007-02-22T22:21:00.000-08:002007-02-22T22:23:00.205-08:00

You scored as agnosticism. You are an agnostic. Though it is generally taken that agnostics neither believe nor disbelieve in God, it is possible to be a theist or atheist in addition to an agnostic. Agnostics don't believe it is possible to prove the existence of God (nor lack thereof).Agnosticism is a philosophy that God's existence cannot be proven. Some say it is possible to be agnostic and

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Somehow...don't ask, I stumbled upon this Courtney Love site today. I loathe her. Loathe isn't even a strong enough word for how I feel about her. I have been a Kurt Cobain fan since he was playing Satyricon here in Portland. Way back, play back and all that shit...but the Kurt/Courtney thing makes me want to loose my lunch, and I'm leaving it there, because I'm still in a pissy mood and it makes

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Can someone please explain to Paris Hilton that we don't want to see her anymore? Like, ever. She doesn't doooooo anything...and yet she remains famous. Good gravy that girl is annoying. And sharp. I'm fairly certain she'd injure anyone she bumps into. You could scratch your back on her. The woman is all edges.We should, as an American public get to inflict her with the pain of her own fame.

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First I want to thank everybody again for all the kind get well thoughts and emails I do appreciate it. I'm feeling a little better, my finger still hurts like hell, but that's to be expected since I sliced it in half. Also, because I'm just that desperate, and because Eric gave me the idea, I've added a donate button over there on my sidebar...If you feel like you want to help a girl out, and

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Ok I'm going to beg a little. I'm a Sting fan. No, wait, I'm obsessed. And I've always always said if the Police EVER EVER reunited I was going to go if I had to sell an organ. It's happening....and I'm so excited I'm about to spit. However, the ticket prices are insane....$55 for nosebleed...which is probably what I'll end up affording. If I can even pull together that much (2 tickets $110 plus

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My finger hurts and I can't type for shit....so instead we meme...at least it get's those grody pictures away from the top post. Ok, here's how it works:1. Open your library (iTunes, winamp, media player, iPod) and put in ALL of your music...yes, that means even all your closeted Bee Gee's and Leif Garret tunes.2. Put it on shuffle3. Press play4. For every question, type the song that's playing5.

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The good news is the man bought me the beeeeeeeeeeeutiful flowers for Valentines Day. Aren't you jealous?Now for the bad news. I almost chopped my finger off tonight cutting through a tomato for my daughter. I have these things call Hemiplagic Migraines. Basically it means that I get paralasis on the right side of my body when the migraine comes on. This happened to occur right as as I was

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I won't. I can see the bright side in all of this...see the me of a year ago would have found solice in her good friend Jack Daniels and called it good. This me...naw. Why, just look at all this good stuff that's come from it:1. My car was stolen...I no longer have $500 in car payment and insurance everymonth.2.The uncle fuckers stole $100 in brand spanking new CD's....but I can steal them from

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1. My car was stolen. Right out of my carport. Gone. No signs of it, we didn't hear anything...just gone.2. The man got demoted at work because he isn't "clicking" with other management. BULLSHIT. This is just one more way they can fuck him over. I can't count the number of times he's saved their asses....he hasn't called in sick or missed one day in the seven years he's been with the

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-15690683987078931502007-02-05T18:49:00.000-08:002007-02-05T18:49:38.426-08:00

My youngest daughter (9) is a HUGE Taylor Hicks fan. Her side of the bedroom looks like a mini shrine. I took my girls to see the Idols on tour from last season a few months ago, and she cried when Taylor came on. It was the sweetest thing. Taylor's CD has been on constant rotation in this joint, and I've gotta be honest...with the exception of a couple songs, it's not the greatest. No wait,

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My husband thought it was really funny to hang this comic on my fridge...I wonder if he's trying to drop me a hint?If I can get half my hair brushed in a day, I consider that productivity.In other news...the Superbowl halftime show is on...Prince could suck start a Buick. Good lord, somebody shut him up.In other other news...I hate the Superbowl. Santa Esmeralda - Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood

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I understand you're cautious. You've got all 14 of your soccer playing all-stars in the vehicle with you. I have kids, I understand your caution. However, if this little Camaro can go over those miniscule speed bumps at regular speeds than surely your Urban Assault Vehicle doesn't need to slow down to -15 to make it over. I had no way around you, and you must have seen me following you for four

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I'm sick...I'm easily amused. Well, no, I'm always easily amused, but this commercial cracks my ass up.

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Things I don't want to do today:1. Laundry2. Pick up the child from school3. Go to the store and buy groceries.4. Get out of my PJ's.Things I must do today or the world will end:1. Laundry2. Pick up the child from school3. Go to the store and buy groceries.4. Get out of my PJ's.Other bothersome things of note:1. Trying to breathe.2. Coughing3. Trying to breathe4. Blowing my nose.5.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-85785577913004501272007-02-01T23:27:00.000-08:002007-02-01T23:31:48.135-08:00

Hickory, dickory, dock, The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, The mouse ran down...And I CAN'T SLEEP BECAUSE MY MOTHER EFFING HEAD IS ERUPTING AND FULL OF MUCOUS AND SNOT.And now for my encore, I shall blow my nose while simultaneously coughing up a lung....TA-DAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!If I were feeling better, I would remove my ass from this chair and put in a

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-33758039642768451332007-02-01T18:44:00.000-08:002007-02-01T18:58:00.112-08:00

What the hell is this all about? Seriously, what are these people thinking?I just saw a story in this local newspaper about this wedding party that held a Foam Reception. Uhhhhhh. I've never even heard of these things until today. What the hell is this, and have you ever heard of such a vile idea?Maybe it's just me, but this seems a lot on the gross side. Wallowing around in a bunch of greasy

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-27933647754817898812007-01-31T23:26:00.000-08:002007-01-31T23:27:46.636-08:00

I was just going to order this new bra on Playtex.com, which I was going to post a picture of, in all it's cuteness, but I don't want creepy people imagining me in my underwear.Anyway, it was nice and all that, I was gonna make it mine and be all sparky in my new unmentionables....until I saw this:What the hell is with those "N"'s, thought I...well those, my friends, are half sizes. I'm not happy

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-14897254375311131652007-01-30T15:37:00.001-08:002007-01-30T15:37:30.660-08:00

We're back! Yay us! All three of us at Bella took a long, well deserved break for the holidays, and are now back up and running. I couldn't be more ready...I've missed designing and all my clients so much. It feels good. We've got a new look and a new attitude. Speaking of New Attitude, does anyone else hate that Patti Labelle song as much as I do?Obviously, you've noticed that I'm at Blogger

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-50007136739470984412007-01-29T15:36:00.000-08:002007-01-29T15:36:33.583-08:00

This pretty much says it all...Happy Birthday, K...let's knock off the growing up crap, mmmmk?

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I am so damn tired right now, I'm about to cry. I couldn't sleep at all last night, so it's been over 24 hours without sleep...I'm starting to count the hours until my girls go to bed and I can take a nap before I have to go pick up the man from work at 12:30 this morning. Needless to say, it's taken all I have to stay awake today...I decided to look into some F.B.I stuff. Yup, makes sense

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-6453699083834123472007-01-27T18:14:00.000-08:002007-01-27T18:15:02.554-08:00

Stole this from Eric awhile ago, and just finally got around to posting it...that and I have absolutely nothing to say today.Your Deadly SinsGreed: 40%Envy: 20%Pride: 20%Sloth: 20%Gluttony: 0%Lust: 0%Wrath: 0%Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%You'll die in a shuttle crash, on your way to your resort on the moon.How Sinful Are You?What the fuck though, seriously? No gluttony, lust or wrath?!?!?!?!

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-72144805061164540032007-01-26T02:48:00.000-08:002007-01-26T02:52:52.030-08:00

I saw this on S@m's blog and loved it so hard I decided to do a mini version. So Ms. S@m did it for one of the Thursday Thirteen deal's which I don't have nearly enough of an attention span to commit to, but I figured I could roll out five...at a time. I'll do a couple of these...or a few, whatever. So here ya go, my top five favorite scenes from Quentin Tarantino movies (in no order):1. The Man

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So, um, just now, as I was doing the dishes, I heard an ice cream truck go by. Playing the bad calliope music and all. It brought back a ton of good memories...the ones of me begging my parents for quarters so I could go catch the ice cream man, and get the overpriced goodies that you couldn't get anywhere else. The thrill of eating your prize under a shady tree while the sun beat down on you....

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I just saw a commercial for the Disneyland vacations and they showed a small clip of the It's a Small World ride. Whose bright idea was "It's A Small World"? Well, obviously it was Mr. Disney...but who thought it would be good, wholesome, family entertainment? That shit is scary. I haven't been in years, but dude, that crapola still gives me nightmares. I've always had my suspicions that Mr.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-11663978591846958222007-01-22T13:13:00.000-08:002007-01-22T13:19:13.127-08:00

You know what seriously makes me want to cuss? Well, besides air? It's when people have a blatant disregard for the written word. I understand typo's. Hell, I'm the typo queen and if I didn't already type 80 words a minute, with error corrections, I probably wouldn't bother correcting all my shit either. And I'm sure I still miss an error here and there. But it's people that know their knowledge

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-87474949466627591702007-01-21T20:50:00.001-08:002007-01-21T20:52:30.044-08:00

I tried to find this the day we had our huge snow storm last week, and the guy who took it didn't have it up...I figured it was just a matter of time. This was shot not far from my house. Yeah, we all felt real safe that day....and she wonders why the entire city shuts down when we get a tiny bit of snow. Can you imagine what this place would look like if we kept things open? Yeesh...

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-50988025651677359382007-01-21T15:27:00.000-08:002007-01-21T15:27:54.975-08:00

I had the movie Harold & Kumar Go To Whitecastle on my Netflix list for forever and I finally decided I was in the mood for a stupid comedy, and I had already gone through my own collection (all the Kevin Smith flicks, The Scary Movie flicks...I was even desperate enough to sit through American Pie with the hubby, which I hate)...Needless to say, I was getting desperate for something that would

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-45677319840330252152007-01-20T15:46:00.000-08:002007-01-20T15:47:08.433-08:00

What the hell is "hand tossed" salad? Yanno, like on that menu right thar?...Hand Tossed Salads. What the hell does that mean? It's kind of gross if you think about it. Some greasy cook in the back room throwing lettuce and cucumbers and 'shrooms around all willy nilly. I didn't realize that this was something special. Like a special skill. Is there a special Hand Tossing class in culinary school

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-90551357524559409272007-01-19T21:29:00.000-08:002007-01-19T22:29:14.710-08:00

This was the scene at my house about 60 minutes ago:Yeah, so I just walked out of the kitchen, after getting my beloved Diet Coke, and Gizmo is laying in the middle of the hallway, where we proceeded to have this conversation:Me: Hiiiiii Gizzy dawwwwwwwwwg! Did you get those Werthers wrappers out yet? Awwwww poor puppy dog.Gizmo: *Slurp*Blink*Blink*Gag*Blink*Choke*Gag*Blink*Me: Nice one.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-19982748632026600822007-01-18T23:56:00.000-08:002007-01-19T00:00:22.633-08:00

Enjoy.Let me know in the comments if you're doing this too, so I can go read it...it'll give me something to do while I'm whining and moaning about how much my mouth hurts, and having to suffer all by myself because the man is still at work and my kids are in bed because it's midnight, so there is nobody here to listen to my whining and moaning.I truly am pathetic.Name one song you hate to admit

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-56293572810874880062007-01-18T14:23:00.000-08:002007-01-18T14:26:51.543-08:00

Things I was thinking while I sat in the dentists chair this morning, while getting my three hour root canal:"Root Canal! With you?! Absolutely! But only if the Gynocologist is unavailable!""Please stop talking to my teeth""I'm paying for this?!""I hate this bitch.""Why is that tooth of particular interest to you? Is there gold in there?""I can only assume since your digging so damn deep

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-25490961348462521362007-01-17T12:49:00.000-08:002007-01-17T12:49:22.991-08:00

Just one more pet peeve to add to my ever growing list of things I hate. Reality shows that make people eat gross shit. Like Fear Factor, Survivor...any of those pieces of tripe. I hate watching people eat gross shit. It makes me throw up a little in my mouth. And I don't like throwing up in my mouth. I'm so over watching people gag on national television. When it was new, it was kind of funny.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-65009404917109777022007-01-16T18:37:00.000-08:002007-01-16T18:37:52.630-08:00

Apparently it's snow. Who knew? About five inches total today...our biggest "storm" since 2004. It's anarchy around here, people.This was taken at about 9 in the morning from my carport...about 2 inches on the groundThis was my attempt at taking my teeny tiny dog out in the snow for the first time. Shortly after this was taken, he was buried in snow by the evil bush. He's still bitterOn a

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-20874394423307591442007-01-15T00:15:00.000-08:002007-01-15T00:17:13.560-08:00

"I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become reality. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word." Martin Luther King Jr.Nobel Peace Prize Acceptance SpeechDecember 10, 1964

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Yes it is. You can't convince me otherwise. I have evidence to back me up.1. Tight spandex pants. No woman loving man would be caught dead in spandex.2. Phrases like Tight End. Wide Receiver. Back End in Motion. Gay...gay and GAY.3. Announcers who say things like "He really put the moooooves on that guy!"4. When they make a touchdown...they do a little dance. Flaming. Gay.5. Before

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-62293668175615947022007-01-13T14:35:00.001-08:002007-01-13T18:34:01.364-08:00

Ok, here ya go...answer me this, what is she laughing at? And this is potentially not safe for children or work related stuff...Is it:A: She just heard a really funny joke involving monkeys and beer.B: She was just informed of her parents stint in Sing Sing.C: She just had an encounter with the Tightest Jeans On The Earth.Keep Goin....The answer is C....What the fuck is he thinking? It looks

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-21373001425060576632007-01-10T17:11:00.000-08:002007-01-10T17:11:07.399-08:00

There's something that I totally don't understand. An excess of pride. Some people are so full of pride, that they choke on it. You know someone like this I'm sure. They can't EVER admit they made a mistake for fear that they might show a weakness, or just plain be wrong. They just can't say they are sorry...Saying "I'm Sorry" seems like such a small thing to me. If I fuck up, I'll say I'm sorry.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-66155351391342339892007-01-09T19:43:00.000-08:002007-01-09T20:13:49.306-08:00

I was searching through various crap in my closet last night, when I was in one of my bouts of insomnia...cuz the hubs really loves it when I dig around loudly in shit with all the lights on, at 4 am. Anyway, I found a ton of baby pictures I thought I had lost...of my girls, and myself as a kid. HAH! Always, always good for a laugh. Those old school pictures we had to take in the 80's?! LAWD! Now

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-22929799560311185842007-01-08T16:27:00.000-08:002007-01-08T16:27:41.608-08:00

Hey! Guess what I just did? Hah. You're gonna laugh...really. Ok, so I take some medication, that has some side effects. I know! Get out, right?! Me on meds. Yeah, so anyway, one of them has a tendency to make me a bit spacey. Usually I take it at night, so I get all loopy in my sleep and not when I'm like, taking care of my kids, or cooking, or gutting fish or something. So anyway, I decided to

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-23460324821803998782007-01-07T14:50:00.000-08:002007-01-07T14:50:44.162-08:00

Can someone please get me this? Yanno, someone who loves and adores me? There have to be a few million of you out there. No really... I have some tools now, which are very ugly, if I do say so myself. Nothing couture about my current driver, and hammer. But these! OHHHHHH THESE!!! Imagine how trendy I would look with my head under the sink, and one of these babies in my hand. Orrrrr if I had to

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-81612875949381775342007-01-06T21:28:00.000-08:002007-01-06T21:35:37.492-08:00

Let's just start the count now...how many times will I get to hear that in the next year? I predict 19,749,629. Place yer bets.Today is the anniversary of me and the man. Seven years today. We've been together 11, and married seven of those....and if you look at my age over thar, under my most beeeeeeeutimous picture, you do the math. He's been my main squeeze for pretty much all of my adult life

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-24164922341870503582007-01-05T15:51:00.000-08:002007-01-05T15:54:13.901-08:00

Presently? There are three people who I would really like to beat about the head with a 1978 Buick. Until I see their brains squish out their ears and they are twice deader than dead.But since I can't do that, because it's all against the law and stuff...Pssssht...I'm watching old episodes of Flavor of Love. How can you stay mad watching Flava? The dude is funny. He took three girls out to KFC,

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-76459490729079786402007-01-03T21:47:00.000-08:002007-01-03T21:52:23.252-08:00

Guess what I hate? I mean besides, Rachel Ray, Enya, birds, moths and anyone named Todd? Guess...I'll wait.Ok, I'll tell ya, I hate it when I walk into my kitchen and I see that a certain person (we'll call him my husband just for shits and giggles) did this:Why people? If you have the energy to open the damn door...close the piece of monkey shit again! If you just simply can not bring yourself

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-11127818345622673322007-01-02T15:01:00.000-08:002007-01-02T15:05:54.997-08:00

My music tastes change with the tides, me thinks. I can go from Metallica and Pantera, doing my very best to impersonate the mosher I used to be in my wonder years, to Kenny G and Basia, tearing up over Songbird and wishing I was on some deserted island so nobody could point at laugh at the fact that I tear up over Songbird. On second thought, I'm not sure if the tides have anything at all to do

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-28472400464627552362007-01-01T14:31:00.000-08:002007-01-01T23:05:26.838-08:00

Before I rant...this blog seems soooo empty! No comments, no new posts. I'm still getting all my info changed with BE, and Blogrolling, and blah blah blah. So, still bare with me...if you know me, you know these renovations could take the estimated half life of diamond.Ok, so the rant. Diet commercials. You've seen them. The girl comes on and says, "Oooooh look at my sleek new physique! I just

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-88153683115828110622006-12-29T23:39:00.000-08:002006-12-31T18:01:04.794-08:00

Yeah yeah yeah, so I can't not blog. Ladybuggin is dead. Emptier than Kfed's bank account. It's been cleaned out, deleted and put to sleep with a horse head. You get the point. But I have a problem...I can't not blog. So here I am, back at Zed. It feels good really, this is where I started over three years ago, and it's nice to be "home" again.I always felt like with Buggin (see told ya, it's

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-89413493601385590972004-10-17T01:36:00.000-07:002007-02-19T22:26:25.855-08:00

9 Layers LAYER ONEName: Mia (real name withheld lol)Birthdate: 8/20/78Birthplace: Hermiston, OregonCurrent Location: Burbs of Portland, OregonEye Color: GreenHair Color: Redish brownRighty or Lefty: RightySun Sign: Very Leo...RAWR!Innie or Outtie: Innie LAYER TWOYour heritage: Mainly German...with a little Norwegian and SweedishThe shoes you wore today: BirkenstocksYour hair: Very strait...

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The blog has changed again...and for those of you still linked to this Blogspot blog...GET WITH THE DAMN PROGRAM, DUDES!!! I moved a looooong time ago, and now have my own domain name. Join us in the debauchery... Ladybuggin Update, update, update your blogrolls, mofo's!!! I mean, Please update your blogrolls.

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1. I was born in a tiny town in Eastern Oregon called Hermiston.2. This was in August of 1978. It was a very good year.3. I had a sister who died at birth two years before I came along. She was named after the song Carrie Ann by The Hollies.4. I also have one other sister who lives in San Diego. She was named after the song Dinese by Randy and the Rainbows.5. I wasn't named after a famous

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On Wednesday, Mr. Zed and I took the children to the Zoo. We saw lions and tigers and bears, oh my...ate elephant ears, watched the bird show and had a bald eagle fly like .34 inches over our heads, saw the monkeys pick vermin off one another. We saw the elephants, and the Musk Ox's and the Zebra's take a shit. We also got a collector zoo cup for the low low price of $3.99. We took the zoo

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1094202223558370642004-09-03T02:07:00.000-07:002004-09-03T02:03:43.556-07:00

Alrighty, you people are determined to make me work for your interaction. That's ok though, I don't mind a challenge. On Tuesday, I posed to you this trivia question: This week alone Walmart expects to sell enough of this to fill an Olympic sized swimming pool. What is it? The answer was Velveeta. Yeah, Velveeta. Yanno, that block of yellowish lardy substance they pass off as cheese. I

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1094111857423395602004-09-02T01:01:00.000-07:002004-09-02T01:01:25.630-07:00

I found the fact from yesterday to be untrue. So I'm just going to try this again with a new question that I know to be true. But congrats on The Famous Author Rob Byrnes for making me snort laugh. Jolly good show. Now for the real trivia goodness... This week alone Walmart expects to sell enough of this to fill an Olympic sized swimming pool. What is it? Leave your answers in the comments

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1094014022012234692004-08-31T21:51:00.000-07:002004-08-31T21:47:02.013-07:00

I decided to try and make this a regular thing. The last one was fun...hopefully more people will try and answer it this time around...you've got 24 hours to leave your guess...here ya go: Sadly, only 7% of adult Americans have done this. What is it? Leave your answers in the comments, and I'll think of something groovy as a prize for the winner.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093938519732990752004-08-31T01:02:00.000-07:002004-08-31T00:51:46.010-07:00

I got a Gmail account. YAY for me and YAY for Rob for giving it to me. He's the bees knees. I'm not really sure what the deal is with Gmail yet, but I guess we'll soon find out. At least I don't hafta use Yahoo anymore. Thank the almighty dog. If you need to email me, the new addy is Gruvewthme(at)gmail.com. Feel free too, I wanna see what this puppy can do. Listening To: The Rembrandts - Just

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Laura Branigan died last thursday. The radio just reported it was today, but Rob from About it all caught their mistake. She had a brain aneurism in her sleep. This makes me sad. No more Gloria, no more Self Control. Laura Branigan 1957-2004

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The night before last Mr. Zed and I were laying in bed, around 2 am and I think we were watching one of those Discovery channels...Science I think...Discovery Science...yes, we're dorks. So we're watching away, and one of those Mormon commercials comes on. I'm sure you've seen em...using very mediocre animated figures they walk you through the wonders of Jesus and then tell you why you should

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093834907027576792004-08-29T20:08:00.000-07:002004-08-29T20:04:57.506-07:00

Alright I have a confession of sorts. I've had a crush for quite some time now. A completely irrational crush. Irrational because I have a crush on this man: And This is me: Yup walking Wonder Bread...that's me, only I have better hair....but I do love me some Snoop. The music, the smirk, the cheesy cornrows and he played Huggy Bear!!! C'mon people. But I may need to rethink my crush...

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093822235541874412004-08-29T16:32:00.000-07:002004-08-29T16:30:35.540-07:00

Seen at NinaKaye's and just about everywhere else....a little meme action for ya. Your name spelled backwards. iaM Where were your parents born? Mom: Nebraska...Dad: Minnesota What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer? The song Luv U Better by LL Cool J...so sue me. What’s your favorite restaurant? Sylvia's. It's the bestest italian food in Portland. Mo's on the Oregon Coast.

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I found a few more weirdo sites and useless factoids during one of my stints of absolute and complete boredom...Sharing is nice. Did You Know: Sharon Stone was the first Star Search spokesmodel. Bats always turn left when exiting a cave. If you drop a penny off of the Empire State Building, it will be going 106 miles per hour (terminal velocity) when it reaches the ground. Houdini's

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093753562220070692004-08-28T21:29:00.000-07:002004-08-28T21:30:59.386-07:00

Nope. I refuse. The kitty...The Twig as I call her, is cute, and this is the only saving grace she has right now. However, as of right this minute I refuse to feed her anymore. I'm serious this time. She comes up and meorrrrrw's all up in my face until I pick her up...so I'm holding her, and giving her the beloved ear scratches that she longs for...and the Twig....Farts. Loudly! And oh sweet hell

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093657976351015852004-08-27T19:01:00.000-07:002004-08-27T18:57:32.210-07:00

Congratulations Buzzman! You do indeed rock my trivia world! You'll hafta excuse Twiggy for wearing your prize...I'll wash it before you wear it. Click it to big it.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093612818847017432004-08-27T06:17:00.000-07:002004-08-27T06:20:18.846-07:00

Six in the morning and here I am again...still awake. I'm sooooo tired of not being able to sleep. I realize my problem is mostly my fault. Mr. Zed works odd hours and get's home from work around 2-2:30 in the morning, and I like to wait up for him...which I've been doing for a year now, give or take. But then he get's home, and we stay up talking and watching movies or whatever and he lays

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093597541831341882004-08-27T02:08:00.000-07:002004-08-27T02:05:41.830-07:00

I like you. I really, really do. I think that you have awesome taste in fashion, you drive a cute little mini volkswagon, and your pitbull doesn't bark at me or attempt to eat my kitties through my kitchen window. For all of this I am appreciative. However, Mr. AGN, it is currently 2:10 in the morning. And your music, although a creative outlet for your gay expressionism, is annoying as hell

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093593767086135522004-08-27T01:03:00.000-07:002004-08-27T01:02:47.086-07:00

I love that Homer quote...I thought I would give you people the answers to yesterdays trivia question. According to Gaydar Radio and their Rainbow Network, who's the gayest cartoon character of all time? Waylon Smithers from the Simpsons Peppermint Patty & Marcie from The Peanuts Gang Hopey from Love and Rockets Everyone from Southpark Bugs Bunny Velma from Scooby Doo Yogi Bear

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I just heard on the radio that the Dave Matthews Band are being sued by the State of Illinois, for dumping 800 pounds of human waste into the Chicago River. And that's not the worst part. The driver of the tour bus dumped it from a bridge, a bridge that happened to be directly above a tour boat filled with 100 people...who were doused in the bands waste. The State is seeking $70 grand, which is

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093499367918381102004-08-25T22:52:00.000-07:002004-08-25T22:51:23.183-07:00

In my quest for cheap school supplies today, it ended me at Big Lots. I had never been there before but I got one of their circular thingie doodads in the mail the other day, and it had good prices. I was determined to "make brand names at closeout prices" my bitch. While there I remembered that the cats needed more canned food...normally I would just stock up at the regular grocery store, but I

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093424048288124792004-08-25T01:54:00.000-07:002004-08-25T01:54:08.286-07:00

You throw an aluminum can in the trash and feel guilty. You never go camping without water-proof matches and ponchos. You stand on a deserted street corner in the rain waiting for the light to change. You've ever ordered a half caff/decaf, nonfat mocha grande with sugar-free cranberry whip. The bride and groom registered at REI. Know at least eight people who work for Intel or used to work for

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093409348682999212004-08-24T21:49:00.000-07:002004-08-24T21:50:10.463-07:00

Review is up on the other site. Go look, or I'll haunt your dreams and slash you with my big knife hand. Or I might cry...one of the two.

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I'm disovering that I have a morning ritual. It's small but it's necessary. Some people NEED coffee to buzz start their day...I need Diet Coke. NEED. N-E-E-D. And if and when the time arises that I should go looking for that adored bottle of Deep Cock, as I so subtly refer to it, and it isn't in my fridge...Well, then the world is a holey unsafe environment for all those in it and around it and

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093338601207013442004-08-24T02:23:00.000-07:002004-08-24T02:21:39.190-07:00

But that's a good thing for you!! Because, now you get presents in the form of Angelina Jolie wallpaper. I made it with my own two fingers...Aren't you riveted? I knew you would be. Angie likes the pink....or so I've heard...yes, all puns intended. Click it to Big it...then steal it, if ya want it. Happy Kwanzaa.

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Raise your hand if...Your first real exposure to English started with the words Conjunction Junction what's your function.Your first real exposure to our goverment started with the words I'm just a Bill...yes, I'm only a bill, and I'm sitting here on Capitol Hill.Your first real exposure to math started with the words Three is a magic number.I love my School House Rock DVD's.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093252081305835232004-08-23T02:09:00.000-07:002004-08-23T17:16:35.786-07:00

Someone should really put a "Too Much Information" clause in my blog contract. I'm taking this post down, and filing it in the TMI drawer. If you were meant to read it, you already did. If you weren't...maybe you should check in more and get the juicy stuff.

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Inner Zed - "Wake up, Bitch" Miss Mia - "Fuck off, I was up all night." IZ - "No really, get up. I gotta tell you something." MM - *grumble* IZ - "FIRE!!!" MM - *grumble* IZ - *insert dream images of waterfalls and dripping water* MM - "Now I gotta pee. Why do you always do that, you ingrate?" IZ - "One of my many charms. Go pee...I'll wait." MM - *pees* "Ok now what do you want."

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093158361740650932004-08-22T00:17:00.000-07:002004-08-22T02:10:50.500-07:00

UPDATE: Yes this post is intended to embarrass the living shit and shinola outta myself for your amusement...yes I realize that my poor ex-site was basic...and yes I also realize that I, do not, in reality have mad coding skillz. After you finish your laughing you can continue reading. I had a site once upon a time...A HUGE FRIGGIN 80'S WEBSITE! Don't tell. But I did, it was immense...I just

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093142366831348842004-08-21T19:42:00.000-07:002004-08-21T19:39:26.830-07:00

I've mentioned before that Imma music snob. And proud of it. I have enough useless musical knowledge in my brain to fill a couple thousand posts. I retain it like some people do useless sports trivia. Need to know who had the number one single in February of 1989...I'm your girl. Want to know who did that one song that you heard that one time in Amsterdam, yeah that one they played while you

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1093069686502101622004-08-20T23:29:00.000-07:002004-08-20T23:36:06.006-07:00

I HATE: Taking family road trips to volcano's in Washington. Two children in a car for five hours makes Johnny a dull boy...so to speak.Road construction at 9:30 in the PM on a friday night.Stupid fucking yachters who like to make the bridge connecting Oregon and Washington go up at 9:00 on a Friday night.That Haloscan erased all my old comments on posts, and now I can't brag about all the cool

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092988276498941212004-08-20T01:02:00.000-07:002004-08-20T01:00:53.896-07:00

Why, thank you very fucking much.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092976930515320372004-08-19T21:45:00.000-07:002004-08-19T21:42:10.516-07:00

Ok the comments are all set up and now anyone can leave comments or do that trackback thing that I still for the life of me have no idea what it does. I am however having a new problem...the past couple of days, only in IE, my sidebar is loading at the bottom of the page instead of the top where it goes. It's where it should be in Mozilla...any ideas on how to fix it, cuz HTML gives me seizures

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092976092635141832004-08-19T21:32:00.000-07:002004-08-19T21:33:05.083-07:00

Okie dokie, I changed my commenting system....FINALLY, cuz I noticed that Haloscan had an automatic thingie that did it for me and put my comments at the bottom instead of the top. YAY for Haloscan...well maybe I shouldn't be so quick with that YAY, I haven't tested out the comments yet.

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092891226382597102004-08-18T21:55:00.000-07:002004-08-18T21:53:46.383-07:00

There are some so called sports that just don't belong anywhere near the Olympics...true, alot, and I do mean ALOT of people still watch these pieces of tripe...but I do not. Take these for example: Rhythmic Gymnastics - Okay, you have to be kidding me. Does anyone even watch this crap? Perhaps they could make this sport more entertaining if they replace some of the props with other items...for

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092881605097876222004-08-18T19:37:00.000-07:002004-08-18T19:37:31.216-07:00

It's The Economy, Stupid "We're enjoying sluggish times, and not enjoying them very much." - George Bush Sr., in 1992" A tax cut is really one of the anecdotes to coming out of an economic illness." - George W. Bush, in Sept. 2000 Microphones...Those Bastards! "These, they're very dangerous. They trap you. Especially these furry ones...it's these furry guys that get you in real trouble. They

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092873371022953822004-08-18T16:56:00.000-07:002004-08-18T17:04:38.683-07:00

This would be the intersection very near my home...Barnes road is what is in the picture... At this intersection last night a woman claimed that she was almost carjacked, and refused to give the man her car, and he stabbed her in the abdomen, and she then drove herself to the hospital. Today we find out she made it up. I was freaking out all damn night because of this attention whore?!?!?!?!

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092816598434060852004-08-18T01:06:00.000-07:002004-08-18T01:09:58.436-07:00

A young boy went to his father and asked, "What's the difference between 'potentially' and 'realistically'." The father answered, "Go ask your mother if she would sleep with Tom Cruise for one million dollars. Then go ask your sister if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for one million dollars. Then come back and tell me what you've learned." So the boy went to his mother and asked, "Would you

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092809497391248452004-08-17T23:13:00.000-07:002004-08-17T23:11:37.390-07:00

I just put another movie review up finally...it's for Phoenix, with Ray Liotta. Check it out if your interested. I would also like to mention that I'm currently running a fever of 103.4. I'm a wee bit worried about it since I burned my finger the other day, and it just recently, for lack of a better term, popped. The blister I mean. I'm a little concerned about infection. It does look ok

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092793418329850082004-08-17T18:44:00.000-07:002004-08-17T18:43:38.330-07:00

For those of you who may have visited my site since my last post you may have seen a HUGE obtrusive graphic down twords the bottom...something about direct linking. First let me say...KISS MY ASS. Second let me say, that's what I get for asking for help. I enlisted the help of someone whom I thought had more knowledge of such things to put the images on my sidebar, which I can't seem to figure

Miahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08091139050205746990noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029533.post-1092541962327853342004-08-14T20:49:00.000-07:002004-08-14T21:02:51.590-07:00

Alrighty I have some beef with Miss Spears...so bare with me. I realize she's a filthy trollup, and that she has an intellegence rivaled only by Anna Nichole, or possibly a garden slug. But, unless I'm incorrect in this assumption, I believe she still has a pretty strong young female fanbase. I know that my oldest offspring, (who is nine) still likes her music, although I won't let her watch the

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