Wednesday, November 09, 2005
MSDN just published the first installment of a series fo do-it-yourself videos, starring yours truly: http://msdn.microsoft.com/coding4fun/diy/usingx10/ The first video shows you how to use X10 to remotely control the lights in your home. Cool stuff, and not too technical. Enjoy!
MSN Spaces - RSS Aggregates List
I saw this link in my MSN Spaces Statistic http://www.eric-swanson.com/Eric-MsnSpacesUpdateList.aspx I am surprised to see this page. There is a partial list of updated msn spaces for the past 30 days. Cool right! See the screenshots attached!
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
what i did taday
k so i ran 10 miles today. why i dont know. then i went to the mall with delaney. we were really bored. we went to the arcade and then went to the music shop and listened to music for like ever. oh and then we went to spencers and were being really weird, i got a blink 182 poster, but i dont even really like them, it was just a cool poster. so ya thats what i did today
Monday, November 07, 2005
Somewhere only we know
I walked across an empty landI knew the pathway like the back of my handI felt the earth beneath my feetSat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing where have you goneI m getting old and I need something to rely onSo tell me when you re gonna let me inI m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen treeI felt the branches of it looking at meIs this the place we used to love?Is this the place that I ve been dreaming of? Oh simple thing where have you goneI m getting old and I need something to rely onSo tell me when you re gonna let me inI m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute why don t we goTalk about it somewhere only we know?This could be the end of everythingSo why don t we goSomewhere only we know? I walked across an empty landI knew the pathway like the back of my handI felt the earth beneath my feetSat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing where have you goneI m getting old and I need something to rely onSo tell me when you re gonna let me inI m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen treeI felt the branches of it looking at meIs this the place we used to love?Is this the place that I ve been dreaming of? Oh simple thing where have you goneI m getting old and I need something to rely onSo tell me when you re gonna let me inI m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute why don t we goTalk about it somewhere only we know?This could be the end of everythingSo why don t we goSomewhere only we know? Oh simple thing where have you goneI m getting old and I need something to rely onSo tell me when you re gonna let me inI m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute why don t we goTalk about it somewhere only we know?This could be the end of everythingSo why don t we goSo why don t we goThis could be the end of everythingSo why don t we goSomewhere only we know? Oh simple thing where have you goneI m getting old and I need something to rely onSo tell me when you re gonna let me inI m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute why don t we goTalk about it somewhere only we know?This could be the end of everythingSo why don t we goSo why don t we goThis could be the end of everythingSo why don t we goSomewhere only we know?
school starts soon so i am not too happy about that and that sucks but at least swimming starts then and i can see my friends more going tubing tomorrow and that is on of the last timesbut we are going camping again and none of my cousins can go so i am bummed about that so i am going to invite kayla or someone else well got to go so cya
Sunday, November 06, 2005
Back to normal life (sniff)
So my mom left this morning, which is always a bummer. We have such a good time when we're together, and it's so nice to have someone to hang out with during the day.I won't see her again until Columbus Day weekend, when we're going to Rochester to visit again. 2 months is a long time...sigh. Ona happier note, only 5 weeks till we visit Seattle. Yay! My mom and I went shopping the other day for jeans, and she bought me 2 pairs. So nice to have jeans that fit and that look good. In the past, I've never been able to find jeans that fit me well; I think I must be disproportionate or something. Anyway, now I have jeans, and I'm happy. AND, the best part - I'm back in my regular size again (which I will choose not to reveal to the world at large)! Whoo hoo! Now, that's not to say that my body is back to normal (i.e. pre-pregnancy), BUT it's progress. In fact, I think I have to revamp my idea of my "normal" body. Although, maybe I shouldn't have to. We'll see. All depends on motivation of course. After my mom left, I waited for Molly to wake up, and then we ran some errands. We went to Costco, which is always fun because there are usually so many free samples out, and Anna loves it. My mom and I had a discussion about our food costs while she was here, and I think I have a better handle on how to control them. Wish me luck. OK, I'm going to go relax until the girls wake up.
just one thing i want from BC-IG
ok every body from BC-IG in class of 2010 u guys have been jerks,and other things but u also have been nice to me at some times but since im moveing there is one thing i want u guys/girls to do for me plz send me a pic of u just ur self or a pic of u and ur friends if they wont send me one but i would plz appriate it if u send me a picture of u (meaing who ever reads this from BC-IG class of 2010) plz and thanx i will have a list of names that i already have pics from as soon as i git them or i git premishen to put there names on this page FALCONS RULE......IL ALWAYS BE A FALCON NAMES I HAVE PICS FROM ABBIE MASHAYLA CAITLYN ..SO IF I SPELLED UR NAME WRONG BECKEY DARIUS CHRIS JORDAN DAN JASON JAKE GARRET JOEY ..AND I MIGHT GIT A TEAM PIC FROM BASEBALL SO IF UR ON MY TEAM DONT WORRY ABOUTIT BUT IF I DONT ILL LET U KNOW people on my team.. I DO NOT HAVE A TEAM PIC NOW SO I DO NEED THESE PICS OF PEOPLE BRET P BRET M ALEX W JUSTIN H JUSTIN M JAKE C CHAPS W JOEY B DARIUS ....people that are on my team but are not in the photo or dont live in BC-IG..... Jake H SHELBY LOREN... not in photo
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Poker filled weekend, including charity event for local soccer club (or FC for people in the know). 90 people... played well enough to cash in at 9th. Todd was a one man wrecking crew. Not necessarily retiring just yet. Beware of wired queens under the gun.
Shopping in Hell
Today I went to San Antonio to get school clothes with my mom, Griffin,and Tinkerbell. This could be described as many things..fun...exciting...enjoyable. It could be described as theses, but then i would be lying. In truth, it was chaotic, annoying, and tiring. Yes mother, the tax-free weekend shopping spree would have been great if half the world didnt have the same idea going on. Everywhere was packed. And the children...aka demons, were tired and grumpy, but obviously not TOO tired to run around like morons and make me shout at them. Fianlly i got a death grip on one hand of each kid (mom was carrying all fo the shopping bags), and drug them down the mall. They are small and ignorant and i only had four hours of sleep, so "easily irritated" doesnt even begin to cover what i was...which led to many conversation such as this: Tinkerbell: Kai Lani, what time is it? Me: *ignoring her* Tinkerbell: Kaaai Laaaaaniiiiii...helloo, I'm talking to yooooooooooooooou. What time is it?! Kai Lani: "I don't know." Tinkerbell: "Look at your watch." Kai Lani (annoyed): "YOU look at my watch!" Tinkerbell: *grabs my arm, twists in a way it is not meant to bendand looks at my watch* "It'seighteen o'thirty." Kai Lani: *rolls eyes* There is no such thing. Tinkerbell (in her most whiniest voice): "yes there is! Moooooooooooommy ..... mommy... momma... MOM?" (mom glances at her) "Is therea such thing as eighteen o'thirty?" Mom (currently busy writing a check):"sure hunny whatever" Tinkerbell (looking at me): "See I told you! Your a dumb head. Duuumb head duuuumb head!" Kai Lani (giving up): "Yes okay fine I'm a dumb head." Tinkerbell (apparently thinking this is hilarious): "Griffin!!! GRIFFIN...Kai Lani just called herself a dumb head!!!!" Griffin (who is halfway across the store full of people who know i am a dumb head): "HAHA!!!!!" Tinkerbell: *looks at me* "when are we going to eat?" Kai Lani: "We JUST ate like five minutes ago." Tinkerbell: "I'm hungry again" Kai Lani: "Get over it." Griffin: "Hey Tinkerbell!You can't catch me!!!!!" *Chase sequence* (When everything dies back down) Tinkerbell:" I have to pee." Kai Lani: "You JUST went like five minutes ago." Tinkerbell: "I have to go again." Kai Lani: "Get over it." (Griffin walks over next to us) Griffin: "I'm hungry" Kai Lani: *loud, very audible sigh* Tinkerbell: "What time is it?" Kai Lani: "go away" Griffin: "Are aliens real?" Tinkerbell: "yes, Stupid!" Griffin: "How do you know?" Tinkerbell: "Because Bitus (her imaginary friend) is an alien and his friends visit me." Griffin: "you're dumb" Tinkerbell: *begins to fake cry* Griffin: "Baby..baby baby...u're a cry baby." Tinkerbell: "Mommy! Girffin called me dumb and a cry baby!" Mom: "LET'S GO!!!" Kai Lani: *thinks "just shoot me"* (we leave) Doesn't that sound like something you just wanna relive like a thousand times?! I didnt think so. Anyways I did get alot of cute clothes, but I'm glad its over. I'm ready to go to bed...*yawn*. k i'll write more later..bye
Friday, November 04, 2005
And this is how it goes...
So, it's almost 12:30am and I find myself alone, no one online to chat to really so it comes down to some personal Liz thinking. This is totally not a good thing. I get indepth in my head and everything crumbles as I slowly realize how awful life is. Today, well I guess yesterday, I got my computer back from a long time of having to use the family one. It was awful and I was extremely happy because I could share pictures with friends again with my space. I got a few comments on the "It's been awhile" entry, some which were appropriate then some which were completely harsh and rude. I don't understand why some people think it's cool to go onto other peoples personal spaces and leave such rude remarks. But that's society...I hate society. Everything's judged by physical beauty... popularity, friendships, relationships, etc. It's sick. Even though people say they don't judge on outward appearance, they tend to subcontiously do it. It's sick. So what does that leave someone with a lack of good looks on this planet? The answer is plainly: nothing! I just don't understand anything. A lot of things are trying to stress that beauty is only skin deep and personality is everything. How do you explain meeting someone on MSN or something, go on webcam, then you get blocked? Friends would just say "a**hole" but wouldn't that mean that most of the population are A**holes? It's hard to come by someone who judges fully on personality. I think it's sad that physical beauty tends to be everything in this life, when really, no one can do a thing to change it. Sure, they can become totally fake and spend a lot of money trying, but you were made that way to be "unique" and altering the appearance is just a waste of time. I personally believe everything is just overrated, but again, that's probably why I find myself lonely each night with no one to call my own. Oh well. Is getting sucked into societies way of life really worth it? I have no clue anymore. I just really hate when people mention something to me about being ugly. Like, come on, I wake up, look in the mirror each day, I do believe that I would see how ugly I am, but it wasn't my doing and I just wish people would look beyond that. Oh well, I'm just one person in a world full of superficial beings and I can't change anyone at all. So, I'll just sit here, being myself, ugly and fat and everything else that the world hates, and I'll probably cry much more in my lifetime from harsh comments from people who don't even know me...
Just want to talk
Hey everyone! Im back again! lol weehoo!. OK today was just another ordinary day,....except i had to wake up @ like 8 4 once!...i didnt get to sleep in till 12! NOO! But anywayz! I had to travel to where my grandparents were born and where they got married. Which is in Hopewell. Do any of you know where that is?...Well its about 20 or so miles past St. Thomas then you get to Fort Loudon n then you go over 3 mountains and then you are in Hopewell. Its a tiny BEAUTIFUL town. K n we had to go to this Family Reunion. So i was there for most of the day. Then i went to the Municiple pool to swim cuz it was movie night. I brought one of my best friends (Dustin Hough) With me. But then we met his one friend there...n i was like ...well he's HOT. And later on into the night while wewere all swimmingand havin a bunch of fun..we started to flirt a bit and omg he's sooo sweet! So then he asked me out...and after all i heard...he deserved it!+ hes a football player!!. And he holds me like i'v been wishing for ....well.....ever sincei lost my baby boy..........and WUT CAN I SAY?! i still love him a whole lot...more than nething,,,,....But i dont think he even loves me anymore....which makes me depressed....Which makes me cut myself......and then i become more depressed and in pain!....and it hurts still sooo bad! Its just....i love n care about him soo much....and i really wish that he'd realize it......because its all true..and i want him to see it. To open up his eyes and see that i dont wut he requested and that i want him....soo bad..... But anywayz! bein happy again i suppose .....im not single nemore....well im gonna go! ....text me 860-2039,...or just add me email@example.com love andrea
Thursday, November 03, 2005
To Kill an American...
You probably missed it in the rush of the news, but there was actually a report that someone in Pakistan had published in a newspaper an offer of a reward to anyone who killed an American, any American. So an Australian dentist wrote the following to let everyone know what an American is... so they would know when they found one. (Good on ya, mate!!!) An American is English, or French or Italian, Irish, German, Spanish, Polish, Russian or Greek. An American may also be a Cherokee, Osage, Blackfoot, Navaho, Apache, Seminole or one of the many other tribes known as native Americans. An American is Christian, or he could be Jewish, or Buddhist, or Muslim. In fact, there are more Muslims in America than in Afghanistan. The only difference is that in America they are free to worship as each of them chooses. An American is also free to believe in no religion. For that he will answer only to God, An American lives in the most prosperous land in the history of the world. The root of that prosperity can be found in the Declaration of Independence, which recognizes the God given right of each person to the pursuit of happiness. An American is generous. Americans have helped out just about every other nation in the world in their time of need. When the Soviet army overran Afghanistan 20 years ago, Americans came with arms and supplies to enable the people to win back their country! As of the morning of September 11, Americans had given more than any other nation to the poor in Afghanistan. Americans welcome the best, the best products, the best books, the best music, the best food, the best athletes. But they also welcome the least. The national symbol of America, The Statue of Liberty, welcomes your tired and your poor, the wretched refuse of your teeming shores, the homeless, tempest tossed. These in fact are the people who built America. Some of them were working in the Twin Towers the morning of September 11, 2001 earning a better life for their families. I've been told that the World Trade Center victims were from at least 30 other countries, cultures, and first languages, including those that aided and abetted the terrorists. So you can try to kill an American if you must. Hitler did. So did General Tojo, and Stalin, and Mao Tse-Tung, and every bloodthirsty tyrant in the history of the world. But, in doing so you would just be killing yourself. Because Americans are not a particular people from a particular place. They are the embodiment of the human spirit of freedom. Everyone who holds to that spirit, everywhere, is an American.