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Dang it! My neck snapped and nearly locked. Now the back and sides of my head are hurting.

How pathetic. The new Kool-Aid is 50% less in sugar so Kool-Aid Man is thinner and dumber. What message are they sending?

Our mother's hair began falling out yesterday. She was so upset. I felt sorry for her. It took several months of treatments but now it's here. I hope she doesn't allow this to drive her into depression. I remember when my hair began falling out due to the injections I had to have in my head. I sobered myself up by saying "it's either my hair or my health". She agreed with me and actually perked up when I told her that. After all the crap I've gone through, I'm glad I am able to help others through theirs.

This is driving me crazy. Every time I get injections in my neck, I am able to move my head more. Unfortunately, my neck cracks more and I end up getting dizzy. I hate it when the dizziness lasts for more than a few seconds. Its annoying. Now my physician believes having an epidural will help control the pain longer but I am concerned about the dizziness and my neck locking again. At least I wouldn't be in pain. One injection that might last for months versus several injections every month. I will just have to get used to the dizziness and stuff. Not exactly a "duh" moment.

I finally kicked that chill. My core is finally warm. I feel much better now.

I am just not in the mood for this crap. Stupid phone. Lame Wi-Fi. Crawling around on the floor trying to find my plug. People making comments as if I was supposed to know what's going on. I'm too tired for all this to make any sense and I am NOT about to rake my brain over the coals trying to figure out if it was an honest remark or pain in the butt sarcasm. I don't need this. I'm going back to bed. Screw it all. The world was doing fine before I got here and it can do without me for an hour. Goodnight!

I can't believe we saw a freaking bald eagle today. It flew right over us. I did not know there were bald eagles in Michigan. Falcons, hawks, and ravens, yes... but not eagles.

:censored: crapping freak in a half ! Those brats have gotten on my last nerve! You couldn't teach them responsibility if you crammed an instruction manual down their throats! Thank the heavens they are NOT mine! Get remarried already and take those little obnoxious snots with you!

My joints hurt.

Doesn't it drive you crazy when you think you're being clever setting up a security question's answer only to later end up locking yourself out of your own account?

So sleepy I could sleep.

Wa.

https://youtu.be/3EOAXrTrsOE Plenty of kids grow up wishing to be an astronaut. Floating like a bubble in a vast pit of darkness; the earth below looking like a soccer ball you can kick; giant rockets; the possibility of little green aliens dropping by for coffee and stale Oreos — it’s a highly evocative thought. It’s why many of us ran around the house as a child with a bucket on our heads, breathing deeply as if we were Neil Armstrong himself. But like many awesome careers, achieving that goal arrives with huge sacrifice — like living in space for months on end, away from your family. Stephanie, a 13-year-old astronaut’s daughter from Houston, Texas, who deeply misses her father during his trips to space, wanted to send a message he’d never forget. Her dad, whose name was not released, is spending much of his time aboard the International Space Station. Hyundai had an idea. Using a dry lake as large as a city and some extra spiky tires bolted to 11 of its Genesis sedans, perhaps it would be possible to write a note to her father that is visible from space. “Steph (hearts) You!” was the proposed message and Nevada’s Delamar Dry Lake the location. Watch the video to see the choreographed driving take place, a feat that netted a Guinness World Record for “the largest tire track image.” “He’s seen so many amazing things up there,” Stephanie says, after getting word from her father that not only had he seen the note but even taken a picture of it with his camera. “I hope this was the most special.” Having taken his snap of the city-sized message, her father radioed Earth: “Hi Stephanie, it’s Dad. I just wanted to call to say I love you and thank you.” In my book, that’s better than any surprise alien brunch. :clap: :clap: :thumbsup: :welcome: :thumbup: :clap: :clap: Details On Youtube: Hyundai : A Message to Space Published on Apr 9, 2015 Stephanie from Houston misses her astronaut father working at the International Space Station. Watch how her special message, written by 11 Hyundai Genesis, was delivered to her father in space. This message was officially acknowledged as “The largest tire track image” by the Guinness World Records. Visit our website to find out more about their story : http://www.amessagetospace.com

Ah... the insanity.

It's sad seeing how people are constantly declaring they are this or that. I'm this religion or that ethnic group. I'm this type or that. Why can't we just put aside all that hullabaloo, stand up and simply declare "I'm human!"

Stuff sucks.

I don't believe it! I just got invited to a writer's conference in Kauai. I stopped writing because I know whenever I start I won't stop for several days. I don't have time for that right now. I hope that eventually I can resume doing so but for now...

When did I hit Member II?

That sucks. You die and your family gets hit with taxes for the things you left to them. Seriously?

This was amazing. A flying tree. The Hughes H-4 Hercules. COLOR FOOTAGE OF HOWARD HUGHES' SPRUCE GOOSE FLIGHT 1947: https://youtu.be/OXZQewzdWzA

You're only 36? Wow! Happy belated birthday! He can kiss your , the ungrateful prude.

Babysitting again. When I was thirteen, I could babysit and held a job. I couldn't see these two doing either without screwing it up or getting too bored to continue. Every time I give them am opportunity to prove themselves trustworthy, they do well for a few hours then get bored and go off to do their own thing, leaving a mess behind while creating an even bigger one. I wish Ms hsf listened to us and didn't spoil them because now we have to correct years of poor behavioral skills. The nine year old is just now starting to do his own homework. Ma has been doing it for him all these years. He failed math and got a D in Social Studies. She was boohooing because of that, thinking it was because no one was helping him with his homework, like I'm chopped liver, right? His homework was the only thing he was getting correct. He was failing all his class assignments and tests. Turns out he's allowing the students around him to distract him. I am not tolerating that as an excuse. The students around me got on my nerves but I still got good grades. Unfortunately, that was during the time when attendance counted for almost half your grade. I turned in all my work with As and a few Bs but graduated with a C. I know he can do better. Even in this lame school. Or he will burn trying.

Why did all of this have to happen at the same time?

Extreme dread.

TruTV idiots at it again!