Thursday, December 28, 2006

Bad Dreams

Last night I had one of the worst dreams I've had in a long time. I woke up because I wanted to stop dreaming the horror of rejection again that was making me cry in my sleep. I was upset with myself because I couldn't believe I would allow myself into getting myself in that situation again. Trust...not a word that's in my vocabulary anymore. When I woke up I was pissed off but crying...at least I had sense enough to know that I was dreaming and it wasn't for real. I made up my mind that I was not going to dream about that anymore and went back to sleep. I dreamt of the beach...waves washing up more seashells than I could possibly pick up. I was alone on the beach and could hear the surf and wind which calmed me. I guess that's one of the reason's that I like the beach so much...it's calming and stress free.

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Can you watch the whole thing?

I swear, I tried to watch the whole video but about 3/4 way thru it, I had to shut it off. It's not for the weak but I'M NOT WEAK so I don't know what happened!!!

DANCE SANTA!!!

Click on the link above, type in your name, then watch Santa dance!

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

The Penis Wants a Raise

I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:
1-------- I do physical labor.
2.------- I work at great depths.
3.------- I plunge head first into everything I do.
4.------- I do not get weekends or public holidays off.
5.--------I work in a damp environment.
6. -------I work in a dark area that has poor ventilation.
7.------- I work in high temperatures.
8. -------My work exposes me to diseases.
Reply:
Dear Penis,
After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the management denies your request for the following reasons:
1. You do not work 8 hours straight.
2. You WORK IN SHORT SPURTS AND fall asleep after EACH brief work period.
3. You do not always follow the orders of the management team.
4. You do not stay in your designated area, and are often seen visiting other locations.
5. You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working.
6. You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift.
7. You don't always observe necessary safety regulations, such as wearing the correct protective clothing.
8. You will retire LONG before you are 65.
9. You are unable to work double shifts.
10. You sometimes leave your designated work area before you have completed the assigned task.
11. And if that were not all, you have constantly been seen entering and exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious looking bags.
Sincerely,
The Management

Five reasons not to be a penis ..
1. You're bald your whole life.
2. You have a hole in your head.
3. Your neighbors are nuts.
4. The guy behind you is an ass hole and...
5. Every time you get excited, you throw up and then faint.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Santa's Phone Number

For all of you who believe in Santa Claus, I just wanted to let you all in on Santa's phone number... 800-972-6242. This is SUPER CUTE and I know the kids, grandkids, nieces & nephews etc. will love hearing Santa's voice. You can call it now to get a short message from Santa, but beginning December 13th you can call everyday for a different message from Santa. Merry Christmas!

Thursday, December 07, 2006

A College Version of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before finals,
And all through the college,
The students were praying
For last minute knowledge.

Most were quite sleepy,

But none touched their beds,
While visions of essays
danced in their heads.

Out in the taverns,
A few were still drinking,
And hoping that liquor
would loosen up their thinking.

In my own apartment,
I had been pacing,
And dreading exams
I soon would be facing.

My roommate was speechless,
His nose in his books,
And my comments to him
Drew unfriendly looks.

I drained all the coffee,
And brewed a new pot,
No longer caring
That my nerves were shot.

I stared at my notes,
But my thoughts were muddy,
My eyes went ablur,
I just couldn't study.

"Some pizza might help,"
I said with a shiver,
But each place I called
Refused to deliver.

I'd nearly concluded
That life was too cruel,
With futures depending
on grades had in school.

When all of a sudden,
Our door opened wide,
And Patron Saint Put It Off
Ambled inside.

Her spirit was careless,
Her manner was mellow,
She started to bellow:
"What kind of student
Would make such a fuss,
To toss back at teachers
What they tossed at us?"

"On Cliff Notes!
On Crib Notes!
On Last Year's Exams!
On Last Year's Exams!
On Wingit and Slingit,
And Last Minute Crams!"

Her message delivered,
She vanished from sight,
But we heard her laughing
Outside in the night.

"Your teachers have pegged you,
So just do your best.
Happy Finals to All,
And to All, a good test."