Curvie Girlie
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ATTACK OF THE VIRGOS!!!!!
Haha, I love ya!

Dee: have a great day, awesome chatting as well.
JZ: No wonder you're so determined

.....it sucks how you just don't have all the time in the world to do all this chatting and STILL BE PRODUCTIVE!
THE LAW OF ATTRACTION BABY!!!!
......HIGH ON LIFE I tell you!!!
on the UP SIDE...LIFE IS FUCKKKKKN GREAT!!!!THE LAW OF ATTRACTION BABY!!!!
......HIGH ON LIFE I tell you!!!
I hope you are doing wonderful as always my Sweet PeaCH!!!! Stay FUZZY!!!!![]()
You're reminding me of Cheech & Chong's Next Movie (opens with the two aging stoners stealing gas in a trashcan, spilling it on themselves, and subsequently blowing up their car after trying to light a joint with gasoline fumes filling the vehicle. The rest of the film centers on Cheech wanting to get together with a social worker he likes, and wants the place to himself in order to seduce her. Another problem for Cheech is his cousin Red, who has just turned up from the sticks and needs to be shown round town (Los Angeles). Cheech decides to kill two birds with one stone by sending Chong to meet his cousin. Chong heads off to the Hotel where Red is staying and arrives to find him in a dispute with the receptionist (played by Paul Reubens) over how much the room is costing. The receptionist won't give back Red's suitcase until he pays up, but Red can't afford the bill. They decide to break into the room round the back and Red throws down his luggage. One of the bags he throws down contains several thousand dollars worth of cannabis, much to Chong's delight. They proceed to go on a bender around town, trashing a music shop and visiting a high profile brothel. Afterwards they visit Red's Weed fields out in the countryside, whereupon they are abducted by aliens, along with several cannabis plants. Cheech meanwhile gets so pumped and excited about the date that he wears himself out and ends up sleeping through it, while dreaming about what might have happened. He wakes up in the morning the find Chong come bursting in dressed in what appears to be a cross between Genghis Khan and a stoner, holding a jar of "Space Coke," which makes you fly when you snort it. The film ends with the two bursting through their next door neighbour's roof into outer space after trying some.) Anyway there is that part in the comedy club where Red does a "ain't that a peach?" comedy skit, and then Chong tries to do it and fucks it up by saying, "There's my dick" or something--ah I love Cheech & Chong!Thanks for the kind words in my diary
Gotta check back.I sometimes fight with my bros too. One is a Sag and the other a Taurus.

My dad, my bff Celestia and Rick are all Libras... For some reason I feel increadibly safe and secure around Libras...
Sounds like you had a nice chill night last night. I did as well. I went over to Rick's and we watched The Hills together. I'm not that into it but he likes it, so I watched it and didn't complain. It is truly the show about nothing, and I sit there and talk shit the whole time... One show Rick has got me into and I am truly grateful for is called "True Blood". We have been watching it every Sunday and I really like it. It's about vampires and it's full of blood and sex, lol...
I'm not a big bed maker either. I guess it's because my parents were hippies and laid back when I was growing up so it wasn't something I had to do... I do it sometimes now but usually don't. I like everything else clean and organized but if the bed isn't made I really don't wig out over that...

I knew this would happen, which was why I got annoyed with my liberal friends here in Cali freakin out all the time. Ugh! However, I'm worried about Prop 8 and I need to figure out what happens with that. Still, a president is just a president. The next four years will tell us what really happens. I have a lot of optimism for the future in my heart, and that was BEFORE tonight. With hope, it's not false. I just want every being to have abundance and find happiness. That is all I care about.
Four is so square. It's also supposedly the number of fate. The Chinese thought it was deadening, like 3 and 5 were better for Feng Shui but 4 ruined everything. Four is supposed to represent stability like a building. In the Birthday Book, August 4th is the Day of the Guiding Light. I can't reiterate much because it's embarrassing but my favorite paragraph of us born on this day is:Uh, Precious Balance, you are my inspiration.
Obama better practice Yoga![]()
By taking this out of context you can essentially boil it down to this quote.
I pretty much figure all the world leaders should...
I was going to go with something a bit less polite, but I decided against it.
I'm all for balance. In personal life and professional. I just figure that most politicians already practice yoga. That's how they get their heads shoved up their own asses.![]()
Very nice!!