Ms. Ann Thrope

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Soft Scorn

Definition :

Misanthropic / adj. A general hatred or contempt for fellow human beings,
of other people in general. Opposite of philanthropist.

example :
Jimmy Carter : philanthropist
Heather : misanthropist

Example of 'misanthrope' in conversation :
Heather : " This movie just shows how stupid people are. I hate people ."
Jay : " My, aren't we the misanthrope ?"
Heather : " What did you call me, you idiot !? Tell me you stupid son of a bitch !
What kind of stupid f**ked up word is that, dumbass? I hate you ! "

(An excerpt from The Werbinox Chronicles)

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( 9:05 PM ) sisoflexx

I finally found some more
Gainesville Kitchen Inspections
My personal favorites:

Milk still found out of date in the front cooler. Repeat violation.

When food is taken from steam table and wrapped in tortilla, this is food handling. No soap available for hand sink. For frequent and proper hand washing, soap must be available.

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( 2:24 AM ) sisoflexx

Todays Funny - Actually, a couple of 'em !

A gay man, finally deciding he could no longer hide his sexuality from his parents, so he went over to their house, and found his mother in the kitchen cooking dinner. He sat down at the kitchen table, let out a big sigh, and said, "Mom, I have something to tell you: I'm gay."

His mother made no reply or gave any response, and the guy was about to repeat it to make sure she'd heard him, when she turned away from the pot she was stirring and said calmly, "You're gay -- doesn't that mean you put other men's penises in your mouth after they may have been in someone's rectal canal?"

The guy said nervously, "Uh, yeah, Mom, that's right." His mother went back to stirring the pot, then suddenly whirled around, whacked him over the head with her spoon and said, "Don't you EVER complain about my cooking again!!!!!"

courtesy of Mabs

And ...
A woman stopped by unannounced at her
recently married son's house.

She rang the doorbell and walked in.

She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law
lying on the couch, totally naked.

Soft music was playing, and the aroma of
perfume filled the room.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm waiting for my husband to come home from work,"
the daughter-in-law answered.

"But you're naked!" the mother-in-law exclaimed.

"This is my love dress," the daughter-in-law explained.

"Love dress? But you're naked!"
"My husband loves me to wear this dress," she explained.
"It excites him to no end. Every time he sees me in this dress, he
instantly becomes romantic and ravages me for hours on end.
He can't get enough of me."

The mother-in-law left. When she got home, she undressed,
showered, put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights,
put on a romantic CD, and laid on the couch waiting
for her husband to arrive.

Finally, her husband came home. He walked in and saw her
laying there so provocatively.

"What are you doing?" he asked.
This is my love dress," she whispered, sensually.

"Needs ironing," he said. "What's for dinner?"

courtesy of Ameena

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( 2:17 AM ) sisoflexx

Here we go again... The day after xmas Diana and her children came down for a week. I should say, her child and man-child. Gregory Jr is now 14, with the voice deeper than Jays', and taller than both his mother and I . Strange. I just held this fella in my arms a few years ago... Oh well, great visit, lots of interesting stuff, huh, Di ? He he. It was a great visit, juggling big ssshhh !'s to the kids continuously, as Jay was asleep during the day...
The day after they left, Jay came out of the shower telling me there was 2 minutes worth of hot water. So, there goes a 100 bucks to the water heater dude. Burned out element. Huh.
A day or so later Jay had too twiddle ( yes, twiddle ) the flourescent light bulb in the bathroom, as it is flickering. He tells me the plexigass cover chipped in one corner, no big deal, I say we can get it replaced at Home Depot. Later he curses as the damn thing falls and hits him in the head, and shows me his big old bald head all scraped up. Going to bed, I did the nightly ritual of sitting on the can for half an hour, reading, then stood at the sink, brushing my teeth. ( Since I only have six left in my head, this only takes 4 minutes.)
As I stood there, darkness inveloped (?) me as the lights came crashing down, slamming me in my back. Not just the plexiglass, or a bulb or two, but the whole light fixture. Only one of the two bulbs shattered, I felt the glass shards sweep across my feet. I just said, " Goddammit, Jay ", and when I groped for the door knob and opened the door, there stood Jay, trying to see what happened. So, for two days there I was, taking an olympic-timed shower, in the dim glow of a night light. This is my life, folks.
Nice bruise on the back is what happened,( that thing is freaking heavy ! ) and Charles came out to bail us out once again, tackling the problem.

And that's been it, for the last few weeks, sorry to lax, I don't wish for anything funny to happen to me for a while, so hang in there !

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( 2:13 AM ) sisoflexx

Courtesy of Mabs...

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( 1:24 AM ) sisoflexx

Todays Funny

Sometimes we just need to remember what the 12 Rules of Life really are:

1. Never give yourself a haircut after three margaritas.

2. You need only two tools: WD-40 and duct tape. If it doesn't move and
it should, use WD-40. If it moves and shouldn't, use the tape.

3. The five most essential words for a healthy, vital relationship are
"I apologize" and "you are right."

4. Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

5. Never pass up an opportunity to pee.

6. If he/she says that you are too good for him/her - believe them.

7. Learn to pick your battles; ask yourself, "Will this matter one year
from now? How about one month? One week? One day?"

8. When you make a mistake, make amends immediately. It's easier to eat
crow while it's still warm.

9. If you woke up breathing, congratulations! You have another chance!

10. Living well really is the best revenge. Being miserable because of a
bad or former relationship just might mean that the other person was right
about you.

11. Work is good, but it's not that important.
Money is nice, but you can't take it with you.
Statistics show most people don't live to spend all they saved; some die
even
before they retire. Anything we have isn't really ours; it was given to us
by
God; He just let's us borrow it while we're here... even our kids.

12. And finally... Be really good to your family and/or friends. You
never know when you are going to need them to empty your bedpan.

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( 1:07 AM ) sisoflexx

Morgan and GrandDad

Aww! Morgan and his GrandDad !

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( 1:06 AM ) sisoflexx

Exercise

This is Marba doing her leg exercises. I love that Leo looked at the camera at the right moment.

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( 1:05 AM ) sisoflexx

Merry Xmas !

Group photo !
I love these pics where I look 10 years older. Fabulous !

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( 12:57 AM ) sisoflexx

Agh. Sorry, I don't know how long I'll be able to keep this up this year. I've had a good run with this blog considering I quit new facinations within 4 months. Then I feel forced to write something for people who feel compelled to read, then they'll feel compelled no more. But, I write this to please myself, so I will do, on an irreggular basis, as usual. Just don't get pissed if a week goes by and old Siso doesn't give the goods.
I know that didn't make sense, and I also sat here looking at the word ' feel ', and it looked wrong to me. Have you ever had that happen ? I have . I'll actually write a simple word out on paper because it doesn't " feel " right. It'll screw you up.

Road Trip : I left Jawja in the early hours of Sat., before x-mas, I got to Richmond after a lovely dirve of no blocks, only to find one that lasted for hours. Even tho' I decided not to make any stops along the way, I decided to call for help, in the form of Diana, as her town was a few miles away. She was delighted to hear from me, and I asked if I could stay the night. I could.
I stopped in, she was on her way out in a few hours to see an old friend of ours, Val, on a girls night out. They tried to talk me into going out w/ them, but I resisted, as I had to get up early to finish the Pa. trip.
When I got up at 3 the next morning, I went to wake up Morgan, but found he hadn't been to sleep at all, but had stayed up all night with Dianas' son, Greg.
We made our way up to Pa., 5 hours away, and got there before 9am. Sweet. Spent Sat. and Sun. lounging around, then went with Dad to Philly on the train.
Weird side-note : I've told my mother train schedules/catching trains terrify me. It's not being on trains, it's something else. My mum has no fears of travelling. She, on her own, would drag my brother and I behind her, changing trains like changing nappies, no big thing. I remember always being frightened of a big mix-up, ( like being separated and on our own ?) and on one occassion, she did get Alex and I on board a train, then left to find something out, came back a few minutes later, and grabbed our bags, yelling, " Wrong train! Next platform ! Move ! MOVE !" Then we ran, out of breath, to the next train, that was already closing it's doors. I'd say it could be a past life that caused this fear, maybe both instances, but defineately the dread from that occasion spurred it on. And she wondered why I wouldn't get on the Metro in DC for the Millenium fireworks in DC.
All Dad did was have some bloodwork done, and he's been going to Philly every other day since for a test here, a test there. Why don't they schedule all the tests for one day, so he doesn't have to commute all that way ? Marba didn't understand that either. Huh.
Anyway, had a lovely time, then shot back down to Jawja on xmas eve, just in time to see Jay before he went to work for the night. He was to wake us up at 7:30 when he got home, but I had bronchitis, so I woke up at 6:30 with a nice racking cough. I went downstairs, and as an afterthought, turned on the floodlights for Jay, and it was snowing ! It didn't stick, but it was beautiful in the lights and lasted an hour and a half, so Morgan and Jay got to see it. So we opened our gifts, and our biggest laugh that morning was the fact that Jay got crap in the way of gifts. Morgan opened his gifts, and wasn't surprised, but disappointed he didn't the PS2 he wanted. I had a couple more presents to open, so I told Morgan to open that big box for me, if he wanted to. I had my camera ready to snap the look of shock on his face when he ripped off the paper. And he still didn't get it. He thought the PS2 he just unwrapped was for me ! Ha ha ! He got a game for it from Jay and a game from Mabs and Dad, Madden something or other, and by the way, Marba, he plays that all the time now, he loves it ! He also got The Hobbit from Jay, and I got some great things- a cigarette roller, to roll my own, a Clive Cussler book, and my personal favorite : The Sims Unleashed !
Jay's haul : A tin of tiny cigarellos, a Simpsons desk calender, and a chili pepper shaped bowl. Hee. Don't feel too bad for him- this is the one year in the 7 I've known him that he's put effort into getting everyone cool gifts. I was really lax this year. For shame ! I told him he get his amp this year, so he feels better.
It was still funny, though.
We went to Christmas dinner at Joan and Erics, ( Joan is Charles' sister ) and that was nice, but since I was sick and the drive the day before wore me out,it could have been nicer. We went to Judi and Charles' afterwards for gift exchange, and Jay got cooler gifts. How could he not ? I love my new sweater/coat. They gave us all a Simpsons chess set, and Morgan's been bugging me to play. I'd rather paly the Sims. Poor boy. I will, one day.
That's all for xmas, I'm still updating New Year... 3 weeks late. I know, I know. But I thought I did good doing this ! See you soon ! Or not...

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( 10:50 PM ) sisoflexx

Happy New Year !!!

Sorry so lax again, and I will remain so, even tonight ! I'm getting over the holidays, and have lots to tell, just not tonight , sorry !

Just letting you know I'm still alive !

Today's Funny

What the difference between a brunette and the trash?

The trash gets taken out once a week!

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