I turned on the TV and ended up on TLC. I caught part of a program, "Super size She" which is about a body builder, Joanna Thomas, and the show followers her as she trains and competes for the Miss Olympia bodybuilding title.

Those girls frighten me.

Can they naturally do that? These girls are huge. HUGE! Their deep voices kinda make me think that there are some hormone popping involved at the very least.

All that muscle is not attractive on anyone.. girls or guys. Rock hard bodies like that?? Hmm, not my thing. A little soft on me is good, a little soft on you is good. Extremes.. no good.

I am pretty active although a bit (too) soft. But hey, I kinda like it that way. Yet, I have stalled on the post back injury gain, therefore the "Operation Winter Fluff Removal© " has officially commenced... watch for changes. OK, enough about that...

Anyway, I watched in fascination at their determination, super human strength and the process of elimination during competitions. But I still wonder, why? and How?

Then, another show came on right after; "Wild Child" -- a show on feral children..kids that were abandoned and left to fend for themselves or were entirely isolated. The effects on their language and cognitive development and whether they could gain language skills after the "window of opportunity" has passed. Interesting.. i couldn't stop watching.

Then, another show.. "Wolf Boy" or something like that.. a show about a rare genetic disorder that manifests through excessive facial hair (other parts of body can have added hair, but it is primarily in the face.. where it is entirely covered). very neat. TLC showed pictures of people with this from over the centuries. Not suprisingly these people found their niche in the carnival/circus arena.

I want to touch their face. Is their hair soft or coarse?

I forced myself away from the tv. I don't watch much tv..pretty much for this reason. I get sucked right into it.. all these shows tonight were an hour long each. If I didn't force myself away, i would have watched the next show.. something called "man with exploding arms"? I think?

So yeh, the tv just collects dust for the most part.

I'd much rather be bowling :)

Incase you missed the pics: [inlink]theecarey,101[/inlink]

The weekend came and went.. Monday is coming up close. Yikes!!

Catch ya'll later!
Carey

A message left on myspace:

"hey i like ur profile
add me to ur myspace buddy list

do u use yahoo whats ur screename

ur hot
ur pretty
ur sexy
ur adorable
ur sweet
ur a sexy angel in heaven
ur a beautiful centerfold
ur as pretty as a rose

hugs and kisses"

heh, I am no angel.


I had signed up and then abandoned the site.. then some people (friends) have been finding me. That's really cool, so I keep it for that; but once in awhile I get a message..usually from 18 year olds.. and some like that above.

Time to find some fun..

I think I am going bowlng.. atleast I am planning on it. I would do better to stay home and do school work.. but that wont happen.

Who wants to come out and play, later? 622-6639

later peeps :)

oy, 80's Madonna song stuck in my head.



What do you call a cow that shakes?

Beef Jerky.

I posted this as a comment in response to (e:jenks) post[inlink]jenks,62[/inlink] , which included a couple of laffy taffy jokes. Ha, its been awhile since I have had laffy taffy candy.. as bad as the jokes can be, some are really funny.

I completed my school work. I sat at Starbucks around the corner from my college and hammered them out. I could have used some internet connection, but I refuse to pay for Starbucks T mobile access. Its not all that great of a connection anyways. bah. Enjoyed my Venti Shaken iced green tea. Is it extra special because it is shaken?

Watched the movie Gung Ho in class. A seventies movie.. used as a point of reference to discuss cultural differences, business dealings etc. Funny movie, cheesy humor. It was hard to sit and pay attention to a movie for so long, in class. I prefer to be partly passed out on my couch when watching a movie.

I was a bit restless after the movie and after I got out of class. My class friends asked me if I was ok because I didn't seem like myself (whatever that is). I was more subdued in class.. but not for any reason. Asking me once is kinda nice.. but beyond that, I won't be ok anymore. Ever experience that?

So I pretty much ran out of class when it was over. I was tempted to go home to bed.. yet, I wasn't quite ready to go home and I was curious to see if (e:kangarooboi) was still out.. (thanks again for the invite!!) and whoever else may be out at Mister Goodbar. I am glad that I decided to head out. We (Mike, Timika and his friend Susan) played darts and pool. I stopped at just one pint of Guinness. To drink more would have been bad. I knew I had to keep my visit short.. work/morning comes too early and it would be atleast midnight before I got home. Ugh, its already 1am. Thats ok 'cause it is officially FRIDAY!

I have got some sweet dart skills. Watch out. No really, watch out. haha

(this is your cue to post some pics, (e:kangarooboi). btw, I snuck a couple of pics on your camera, haha


Ooh, it began to snow on my way home.. big fat pretty flakes. yay

I just thought of one more joke..

What's exotic?
...being tickled by a feather.


Whats kinky?


... being tickled by the whole chicken.


Ok, off to bed!

Friday night amusement.

• went to Voelkers for beer and bowling. (e:theecarey) (moi), (e:imk2), (e:jenks), (e:ladycroft) and a few others..

• I hadn't been there before. It has a non conventional set up.. a few different rooms for bowling, pool and darts.. then the large circular bar area and a food area a few rooms away. Beer selection was minimal. I started with bottled Guinness draught then moved on to some draft something or other. Food did not look appetizing, although at 4am, I am sure it is delish.

• The "little guy" who pounced on me before I could even get in the door was slightly endearing. He wasn't necessarily little or young.. but somehow that moniker worked for him, and for the rest of us, as that was what he was called since. I give him credit for trying as hard as he did with all of us, not that he got anywhere.

• Apparently I came in just after the group declared they (we) were virgins about to enter the convent (Little guy was the catalyst for this declaration and I walked in and played right into it w/o knowing the story.. funny shite).. and this was our last night of freedom before resigning from the world. Somehow, if this were true, I would not be spending my time w/ a group of ladies :) ALthough, some of the pictures I would have to wonder..

(Ladycrofts picture post) [inlink]ladycroft,192[/inlink]

(Jenks picture post) [inlink]jenks,63[/inlink]


cheers!


We're gonna take them bitches, I mean pins down! die MF die!


I almost slide into a split before the pins do


Alex and moi!


troublemakers


Jen, Alex, Carey, Timika



Somehow I missed the memo on wearing a cleavage bearing shirt.

(e:strip)per innocence..


not so innocent..


I've got balls?!? .. who knew? haha, and my mutant fingers can't quite make it into gang symbols and sexual gestures.. I try!





Opium lounge had some killer beats.. just what I like..just what makes me happy.
oh and it smelled yummy in there :) Techno, house, trance..in the main room, and in the back/side room.. dark wave, industrial, goth core. Nice!







Alex made me grab her ass. Or maybe Timika made me grab Alex's ass. Whatever the *real* story, here's the picture:



(e:PMT) where were you?!?!??!?!?!?!?!??! It was so fun!



I was getting very hot in there..I kept taking off the layers..
good stuff: dancing, jumping, longing for glow sticks...








Well, that was a pretty quick post. Details will be kept to ourselves ;)

Off to read, watch tv and nibble on some pita and Zatter green. Yum.

Later, peeps :)
Carey

I hate staring at an empty Word document. I know it will fill up with words, eventually. But when? It must be done by tomorrow afternoon..

Here I am, in the last minute rush to get my work done. I will be in a mode of panic tomorrow afternoon, when I realize that all of my procrastinating has left me scrambling to catch up and complete the school work that is due.

Sometimes I just need to have my brain shoved into action; and somehow, doing things last minute really helps. The thoughts are formulating in my mind. I know what I have read, I understand what I have researched, I have opinions and arguments, I am more than capable to take on whatever the task may be..but not yet. When? I don't know. It has to happen and it will.. but until then, I fret. The time ticks closer to the deadline.

I am also sleepy. Of course, I want to go to bed.. but because I can't, I really want to. That is how I work. *yawn*

ooh, come to me.. come on, come on, come ooooooooonnnnnnnnn.. words of wisdom, academic enlightenment, international business fairy, and whatever else I need to write two papers. A kick in the ass maybe?

Go ahead--kick me: *bends over*


k- back to my temporary mental block...



oh one more thing..
Who is doing what this weekend? 'cause I can't stay in an study *all* weekend :)

and one more thing.. I shouldn't complain, but I am in the mood for a blizzard. The kind that closes school (because I work in a school and go to school, get me?) yet everyone is safe and sound all snuggled inside sitting by the fire drinking scotch yumminess or playing outside; skiing, hiking, rolling around in the snow, doing donuts w/ your car.. whatever you prefer. But yeh, I am in the mood for that..

Mostly because Y-Town is still pretty much snowless.


now, I am back to my school work..

Have fun!

carey