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Sunday, December 26, 2004

Best Singles Ad Ever Written

My friend Melissa sent this to me and I just thought I'd share it with everyone here in my Live Journal.
Best Singles Ad Ever Written
This has to be one of the best singles ads ever printed. It is reported to have been listed in The Atlanta Journal.
SINGLE BLACK FEMALE seeks male companionship, ethnicity unimportant. I'm a very good looking girl who LOVES to play. I love long walks in the woods, riding in your pickup truck, hunting, camping and fishing trips, cozy winter nights lying by the fire. Candlelight dinners will have me eating out of your hand. I'll be at the front door when you get home from work, wearing only what nature gave me. Call (404) 875-6420 and ask for Daisy, I'll be waiting...
Over 15,000 men found themselves talking to the Atlanta Humane Society about an 8-week-old black Labrador retriever.

Sunday, December 12, 2004

Really Happy

It is a strange feeling to come across a discovery like the one I have made most recently and one that I am not entirely sure I can explain. To realize that the things you thought you knew and felt were not as they seemed to be is a unique experience. It is highly possible that I will confuse not only my readers, but also myself as I attempt to describe, however attempt is exactly what I am going to do.

I have dated a couple of guys over the last few years that I have felt I could really be happy with and live happily with (we all remember the Kenn disaster, do we not?) But it wasn’t until things got really good with my current boyfriend that I realized those other relationships were missing something. Now I’m not exactly sure what that something was, but I know that things feel different these days. I’m happy and I mean really happy for the first time in a long time. Don’t get me wrong now…any of you who know the two of us personally know that we have more than our fair share of issues to deal with at any given moment. And maybe I’ll be proven wrong at some point, but this relationship feels different than anything has in a long time.

There is a level of happiness that I feel when I’m with him that I had forgotten what felt like. He is wonderfully sweet and thoughtful. He knows how to bring a smile to my face and we can laugh together for hours. I love the lightheartedness, the fact that we can be goofy and silly and then sit down and have a serious discussion. I thought I had found a good mixture of that before, but what he and I share has redefined my previous expectations.
Again, don’t get me wrong. Life is quite stressful for both of us, very often, and I have no idea where this relationship will end up. What I do know is that I’ve found someone to share a very special relationship with and someone who makes me truly happy.

Friday, December 10, 2004

One Small Flame

Yep, yep, yep...a new short story. Anyone care to take a stab at who this one is about? :o)

Autumn moves into winter and a chill settles into the air. Darkness falls early and the shoppers rush in a mad dash to finish their lists and hurry home. The potential is high for this winter to be worse than the ones of the past. The weathermen predict that even in the Deep South the cold will set in and stay for a while.

The landscape is barren. Trees have lost their leaves months ago and the typical green surroundings have turned brown and cold. Long branches jut out from trunks like limbs of skeletons. It is more than uninviting; it is a premonition, a warning to stay away. To stay at home and not go out among the bustling crowds, even if it means being alone.

Although it is nearing the holiday season, the people seem unfriendly, as cold and harsh as the landscape that surrounds them. The hustle and bustle of shopping for their “loved ones” seems to have added to their bitterness as they all fight to be the most important customer.

Days pass and if possible, the landscape becomes more barren and deserted than ever. Weather reports warn people to stay home as a cold whiteness blows through the air. Brightly colored lights blink and twinkle and yet the entire atmosphere and environment of it all feels fake.

Another Christmas alone she thinks and then reminds herself that this is how it is supposed to be. There are the photos from home to comfort her, friends and family smiling back from years past. And then there are photos of the man she loves. The one who will never love me back she recalls because he doesn’t even know my name. The glossy images almost laugh back at her, mocking her stupidity. But it doesn’t matter to her, whether he knows her or not, he offers her a level of comfort that she cannot explain.

A few more days and she has added her own house to the growing amount of decorative ones gaily festooned for the season. Yet it doesn’t feel like Christmas to her. The cold outside chills her to the bone and she is once again reminded that she is alone.

There is one night that despite the coldness outside, she feels the desperate urge to breathe fresh air. Bundling up like a snowman, she leaves the house and begins to wander the barren streets. The air is bitter cold and yet she finds comfort in it. Almost every house is lit on this night and although she knows she should, she can feel no Christmas cheer.

For a reason that she can’t explain, one lone candle twinkling in the darkness catches her eye and she finds herself drawn to it. Wandering closer, she wonders at the warmth the small flame might provide. It lights a single window of an otherwise dark house and for a brief moment she is confused as to why the owner would choose to burn just the one small light.

She is unsure of how long she has been standing there staring in amazement at the fire or why it has captured her attention so completely when the door to the house opens and dark eyes peek out. For a long moment there is silence and the two study each other through the windows to their souls.

Although they have never met he offers one single word greeting, “Hi.” And the candle’s flame seems to burn just a little bit brighter.

Thursday, December 02, 2004

Where does the time go?

Wow, is it possible that it really is December 1? Where does time go and why is it that the older I get, the faster it seems to fly by? I suppose that before I know it, I will be old sitting around and wondering what I've done with my life. Wondering what happened to all the things that I was going to do when I was still young. There are so many things I want to do, so many goals I want to accomplish, but if anything is ever going to happen, I have to stop procrastinating. I've got to commit myself to these little projects and get them going. Otherwise, nothing will ever happen.

So, another day goes by and what do I have to show? A new chapter to my PotC fanfiction for one. How long has it been since I last updated that and do I still have any readers at all? Does anyone even care to know what's going to happen to Jack, and Anamaria and Will at his point? It really is a great story...I have so much planned for it. Now, if I can just make myself sit down and write it. As always, I will provide you with the link...go...enjoy...and leave feedback! http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1847059/20/

What else is new you ask? Still working at Barnes & Noble...and loving it. I've gotten really good recommendations so far. From what I understand, the managers really like what I'm doing and I think that's a good thing. Hopefully, many good things will come from it in the future. I suppose it's quite possible that maybe I've started a career and don't even know it yet. How odd would that be?

Same boyfriend...still unsure of where that's headed, but thinking at this point that it's probably to a good place soon.

Should be starting a new part time job pretty soon...more on that once it's official.

Headed home for Thanksgiving. It was good to see my family and have a home cooked meal for once. Rather cold there though...how quickly I've adapted to my life here in Florida. I'm definitely enjoying the warmer temperatures :o)
I suppose that’s all for now, sorry it’s nothing too exciting. Perhaps more soon…