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Your Social Dysfunction:
Happy
You're a happy person - you have a good amount of self-esteem, and are socially healthy. While this isn't a social dysfunction per se, you're definitely not normal. Consider yourself lucky: you walk that fine line between 'normal' and being outright narcissistic. You're rare - which is something else to be happy about.
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Please note that we aren't, nor do we claim to be, psychologists. This quiz is for fun and entertainment only. Try not to freak out about your results.
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[Post 454]
yes i know...i should post more...for my adoing fans...(*cough*loser*cough*)
lets see...yes it is early...10:45am...but i do plan on going back to bed...i am nursing a cold...but the good news it my second set of blood work came back and everything is back to normal...doc said that it was perhaps a virus...either way i stumped him...lol...and not because he has a wooden leg...
work starts tomorrow! yeah...sooner than expected. my store list is online and ready to go. i will be going in to shopper's drugmart and installing new fixtures for gillette razors that are hopefully theft-proof. this project should last about 2 weeks...and then on to the next contract.
hmmm...speaking of which i am going to call my boss for more info...and then back to bed...sleep in while i can. |
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PROPS!
Tomb of the Unknown Soldier
1. How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the tomb of the Unknowns and why?
21 steps. It alludes to the twenty-one gun salute, which is the highest honour given any military or foreign dignitary.
2. How long does he hesitate after his about face to begin his return walk and why?
21 seconds for the same reason as answer number 1.
3. Why are his gloves wet?
His gloves are moistened to prevent him from losing his grip on the rifle.
4. Does he carry his rifle on the same shoulder all the time and if not, why not?
He carries the rifle on the shoulder away from the tomb. After his march across the path, he executes an about- face and moves the rifle to the outside shoulder.
5. How often are the guards changed?
Guards are changed every thirty minutes, twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year.
6. What are the physical traits of the guard limited to?
For a person to apply for guard duty at the tomb, he must be between 5' 10" and 6' 2" tall and his waist size cannot exceed 30." Other requirements of the Guard: They must commit 2 years of life to guard the tomb, live in a barracks under the tomb, and cannot drink any alcohol on or off duty for the rest of their lives. They cannot swear in public for the rest of their lives and cannot disgrace the uniform {fighting} or the tomb in any way. After two years, the guard is given a wreath pin that is worn on their lapel signifying they served as guard of the tomb. There are only 400 presently worn. The guard must obey these rules for the rest of their lives or give up the wreath pin.
The shoes are specially made with very thick soles to keep the heat and cold from their feet. There are metal heel plates that extend to the top of the shoe in order to make the loud click as they come to a halt.
There are no wrinkles, folds or lint on the uniform. Guards dress for duty in front of a full-length mirror.
The first six months of duty a guard cannot talk to anyone, nor watch TV. All off duty time is spent studying the 175 notable people laid to rest in Arlington National Cemetery. A guard must memorize who they are and where they are interred. Among the notables are: President Taft, Joe E. Lewis {the boxer} and Medal of Honor winner Audie Murphy, {the most decorated soldier of WWII} of Hollywood fame.
Every guard spends five hours a day getting his uniforms ready for guard duty.
ETERNAL REST GRANT THEM O LORD, AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON THEM.
In 2003 as Hurricane Isabelle was approaching Washington, DC, our US Senate/House took 2 days off in anticipation of the storm. On the ABC evening news, it was reported that because of the dangers from the hurricane, the military members assigned the duty of guarding the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier were given permission to suspend the assignment. They respectfully declined the offer, "No way, Sir!" Soaked to the skin, marching in the pelting rain of a tropical storm, they said that guarding the Tomb was not just an assignment, it was the highest honor that can be afforded to a serviceperson. The tomb has been patrolled continuously, 24/7, since 1930.
God Bless and keep them. |
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yeah so here is a slew of pics...i tried to post them in an order...but that obviously didnt work out when i went to visit the site...whatever!
my blood work turned out funny...indicating that something is funky with my liver...and my white blood cell count is low...so i had to go for an ultrasound of my abdomen and more blood work. hopefully those will come back quickly...im stressed though...i cried for a good hour yesterday about it...im just so sick of feeling shitty and not looking like my vibrant self.
i have a friend staying with me...its nice to not be alone going through the shit i am going for. we are now watching Boondock Saints for the 3rd time in the last 3 days...once a day minimum...the best movie on the planet. oh and its my 4th time this week...i have seen it now 5 times...ahhhh...cult films. |
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and it's all for me grog...*OI!*  |
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heeeeeeeeey! |
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my favourite band! McKenna! |
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birthday boy! |
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truth or dare jenga? |
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being stoooooopid. at my dad's pool...the water was so warm. and the sauna was HOT! |
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peaceful |
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my cousins first born. what a cutie. |
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so tiny. |
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it aint easy being green...yeah we called each other the other night to decide what were going to wear. |
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| To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will certainly be wrung, possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping your heart, you must give your heart to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it up carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries, avoid all personal entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket of your selfishness. But in that casket—safe, dark, motionless, airless—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable...The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers...of Love is Hell. (C. S. Lewis) |
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This sign is outside of my apartment. The number of crashes that have occurred now since I moved here in September is 5. That's an average of 1 per month. |
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the table |
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the family...Josh and Julie's wedding |
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the kiss |
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jade...my cousin...so beautiful! |
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the bridesmaids |
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the cake |
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hommersen prank |
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When it rains it pours.
...and it's pouring again.
?Why does it have to be something new and unexpected everyday? I know God you never give us more than we can handle...but come on now...this is just crazy! |
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| I'll be in Hanover next weekend! |
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Drain my Lifeblood
So tomorrow morn I get a whack of blood taken from me...well honestly I dont know how much but I am sure it will wipe me out for the rest of the day. Just leaving the apartment to check the mail wipes me out. SO here is a list of things they want to test in my blood...
Glucose
Creatine
Sodium
Potassium
Chloride
AST (SGOT)
Alk. Phosphatase
Bilirubin
Hemoglobin W.B.C.
Hemotocrit
TSM
Ferritin
Oh and the best part is I get to pee in a cup...hopefully not on my hand.
So yeah I feel pretty shitty. I think I have been downplaying how I feel...I dont know why...I guess I dont want to be a hypocondriac...but I have come to the point that yeah I definately dont feel right...and I have lost so much weight...and my face has lost its glow and my hair its lustre...I think I am looking a bit guant...
So here are some of my freaky symptoms...
Hives/Rash (5 months now...)
Tired
Insatiable appetite
Nauseous when I eat
Shakes
Muscle weakness
Sweats
Crappy skin and really pale
Exhausted after I eat
Anxious
Gas and Burping
Slurring
Unsteady
Sleeplessness
Confusion
Limbs fall asleep easily
Yeah fun stuff.
So I am fasting right now and all I want to do is eat. I am starving. I think I will go to bed instead so I dont have to think about my rumbling stomach... |
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GOD is so amazing. I have seen his hand in such a deliberate way in the past 2 days. Yeah I have been bummed out and dragged through the gutter...and I want to let you know that my blog is theraputic for me for expressing my feelings.
I needed to get yesterdays feelings out there...because yeah they were there...I want you to know that me blogging about how I feel has been a positive outlet and I can see the healing steps and progress I have made over the past year at how I handle turmoil and strife. I am not resorting to self-destructive patterns anymore...and I have just made a promise to myself not to do that anymore.
When I do get in my slumps and you read a blog that is cause for concern, I invite you to pray for me. It's my way of asking for help and it has helped me learn how to ask for help. And your prayers have been miraculous over the past few days. I am contented and at peace considering my situation. It's really quite amazing.
Anyways I really wanted to share that with you...
...and this thought just popped into my head...even though things are being taken away from me...those holes are being replaced with better things...great friends...little surprises...and today I have hope again...and I am excited for the future. |
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tired. tired. tired. i'm so tired of this life.
circles. circles. circles. in circles i keep going.
ending up in the same place i began.
hoping. hoping. hoping. i keep hoping, but why for?
i know what i want, but am i deceived? i keep giving, never to receive.
i don't want to do this anymore. i don't think that i can. sometimes i wish my life never began...
snuff the flame. turn out the lights. it's time to bid thee all a good night.
alone with my thoughts...alone i will go...into this world...so cold-im unknown. |
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worried.
wishing i was there with you. |
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Happy New Year All!
I am still working for Secom Plus but things have died down considerably with the season which forced me to look into other faucets of employment. Today I started my first day of a 3 week training stint with LA Weight Loss. And let me tell you...I have nothing but good things to say about this company and I truly believe what they do works! Several of the new hires are clients themselves and have been able to testify to the success of the program.
At first I was a little warely...seeing the irony of the whole situation as I am in a position where I need to GAIN about 20 pounds. But even the trainer is sympathetic towards that and says there can be just as much stigma on the opposite end of the scale as opposed to being overweight.
I can not stress enough how amazing all the staff, trainers, and area/regional managers are. I feel confident that I am going to get the training I need to perform this job well...and I feel good knowing that I am actually helping people...perhaps even saving lives.
Oh...so the position I have is Assistant Manager. Pretty cool. But I probably wont be in that position long as the growth potential is crazy! Another bonus is that all the other Hamilton people they hired for the new store locations are amazing and we all "gel" well so I know I am going to be working with awesome gals.
I am still going to try and stay with Secom Plus part time as it is contract work. I would like to pick up about 12-15 hours a week with them and if that works I made a pact with myself that whatever I make with them will all go into savings.
So things look really good eh? I am seeing a fantastic gentleman at the time who will at this point still remain nameless. We have been haning out for over a month now. It's been great.
On the opposite scale...things are really shitty. The bad with the good...or the good with the bad...
I need your prayers...and I trust God will get me through this as he has brought me thus far...so here is the deal...being with Secom work got really sporadic and I barely had work for the month of Dec. Things have gotton so bad that I havent even been able to complete payments on Decembers rent and I am looking at an eviction. OUCH! I also just lost my car insurance a few days ago...and out of desparation...I had a few bucks that I was going to put to rent...but I REALLY NEEDED TO EAT!
So please pray that God will continue to provide...I dont really need my car at the moment as I am carpooling with the gals from Hamilton to Mississauga for the next 3 weeks and when I get my store I can bus it.
I guess all I need is for God to pull me through until February when I start getting a steady income again. Pray that I dont come home one of these days and I am locked out of my apartment. I really dont know what I would do if that happens, but it is a frightening possibility. I am really trying not to worry...but that is hard...
Also, please pray for my health. Testing for my unknown allergies is coming up in a month and a half. I hope to get to the bottom of this and hope it is nothing serious. I ran out of allergy medicine...AGAIN...today. The last time that happened I just wanted to die 2 days later because I was such a miserable itchy mess...eek.
Well I have really managed to spill my guts today. I guess I am making up for all those sporatic posts over the past few months. Anyways...here is another link to check out with quite a few pics of me...and all my new friends...LOTS! I am so blessed! I have met some truly fantastic, caring people here. Oh and the band is amazing: McKenna Check the gallery for pics...and my handle is Binary 2.0.
Also, please feel free to drop me an email at: binary.speaking@gmail.com I would love to here from you or get a word of encouragement...especially some of those Hanover people... |
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