tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56285332011-04-21T23:52:22.145-05:00Take me for what I am..."We all can be only who we are, no more, no less" - Kahlan AmnellKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.comBlogger1801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1154130426056245842006-07-28T18:38:00.000-05:002006-07-28T18:47:06.090-05:00Everyone, remain calm. I know, two posts in as many days is quite the shocker for me, but Brian's watching a LAME (or, as my friend Katherine and I say, "lamay") movie and I just couldn't stand it anymore, so here I is. The movie? An Unfinished Life, with Robert Redford, Morgan Freeman and Jennifer Lopez. Damn the previews that make movies look like well-crafted slices of the human condition...Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1154047207312397522006-07-27T19:20:00.000-05:002006-07-27T19:40:07.403-05:00I think I'm beginning to adjust to my shift change at work. The morning woman and I switched shifts this week, so I'm going in at 5a, til 1p, and she works from then until 7.30. It's lovely being able to actually spend time with Brian during the week. Usually, our routine consisted of me getting home anywhere between 8 and 8.30, maybe eating dinner, and then watching something from Netflix (Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1153590848954107552006-07-22T12:52:00.000-05:002006-07-22T13:33:02.616-05:00I sold a book of Erotic Stories by women to a very nice lady the other day-but when, after completing the sale and handing the book to her in my usual practiced gesture, I opened my mouth to say my parting line-"Thank you, enjoy!", something cowered within me and I couldn't put those words to a transaction of erotic stories for one simple reason. Deep down inside I am a mere thirteen years old Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1153173724341048252006-07-17T16:23:00.000-05:002006-07-17T17:02:04.440-05:00Wow. I think this is my first post for July...class, can we say slacker? All together now, SLACKER! Well done.I think I have a lot to say, but I also think that much of it will be me whinging and sounding very depressing, so consider yourself forewarned. If you're in a crappy mood, chances are good you don't want to read this entry right now because I'll just bring ya down. I promise I won't be Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1151588142434533492006-06-29T08:30:00.000-05:002006-06-29T08:35:42.446-05:00So earlier this week, we woke up to water pooling on the floor of the laundry room. Took the maintainence guy several hours to come up with "We've decided it's not coming from your apt." We are dealing with brilliance, I tell you. I don't even think they went upstairs to see if anything up there was leaking...because apparently water on the floor simply can't from something above it. Insert Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1151204177290105382006-06-24T21:32:00.000-05:002006-06-24T21:56:17.376-05:00I was reading a friend's blog today; she was talking about pregnancy. I don't want kids-flat out, no qualifications to that statement, it's just a fundamental knowing-I do not want to have children. But when I read about women my age (or younger) who are absolutely thrilled to be pregnant, I can't help but wonder: what am I lacking that I don't feel that urge? Am I less of a woman because I won'tKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1150905768937206322006-06-21T11:02:00.000-05:002006-06-21T11:02:48.956-05:00You are a Self-DiscovererYou're not religious, but you've created your own kind of spirituality.Introspective and thoughtful, you tend to look inward for the divine.You are distrusting of all forms of organized religion.You especially dislike religious gurus and leaders, who you feel are charlatans.What's Your Religious Philosophy?Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1150900693032799602006-06-21T09:34:00.000-05:002006-06-21T09:38:13.086-05:00So it's 10.30 and no carpet people. I call the office because they told Brian that they (carpeters) like to do it (replace carpet) first thing in the morning. To me, that sounds like 8 or 9ish in the morning, no? Apparently not. When I called the office the girl said "Oh, that means before noon." Before NOON?? That is NOT first thing in the morning, not in my book. Frustrating.Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1150895954555317312006-06-21T06:57:00.000-05:002006-06-21T08:19:14.716-05:00Am at home, awaiting the carpet people to come and give us some non-stinky, non-flooded new carpet for half our apartment and realised that now's a great time to update. Well, and Brian told me last night that I should. ;-) Buckle up, it might be a bumpy ride.I just watched a segment on the Today show about a guy who tried to cancel his AOL account and had to deal with the CSR FROM HELL. It was Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1150376996695371822006-06-15T08:04:00.000-05:002006-06-15T08:09:56.696-05:00I was going to post the story of how Brian got our digital camera to work, but I don't feel like it right now. Brian came home yesterday to find that our hallway, some of Maegan's room, all of our bedroom and most especially our bedroom closet was soaking wet. Flooded. Water enough so that when you walked through the areas the water visibly squished up between your toes. Wet. Carpet people came Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1150037217650020692006-06-11T09:17:00.000-05:002006-06-11T09:46:57.716-05:00Work Friday was absolutely insane. Here are some highlights.She speaks to me as though continuing a conversation only recently interrupted-except we've never met before and I could not care less about what she thinks of yuppies and how they apologise before running into you with their rolling suitcases--or is it after? I don't know, because I'm trying my hardest to tune her out in the hope that Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1148866230316337802006-05-28T20:17:00.000-05:002006-06-02T08:16:37.476-05:00The first part of this was a draft from Sunday...after the Maegan stuff, it's current, lol. Had a fun time today with Maegan. Woke up (at 6.30 and then 7.30am) (on a SUNDAY) (egad), had pancakes (yay pancakes!) and then went to Target so I could buy a shirt I decided I couldn't live without the day before. Blue, nice thin summery material, good shirt. Bought a Sunday paper, then came back home toKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1148778161455421132006-05-27T19:44:00.000-05:002006-05-27T20:02:41.496-05:00Seeing as how I have no sweet clue where I left off last time (and am far too lazy to open another window to find out), as well as the fact that it was over a month ago and whatever issues I had have since been sublimated, I shall end my recap of my Florida trip saying this: That Sunday afternoon, Stephanie, Brian and I went to the waterfront to take some pictures, then went home, ordered ChineseKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1146228091252280052006-04-28T07:03:00.000-05:002006-04-28T07:44:30.766-05:00Missy, this is for you-suspense can't be good for baby Catie! :-)Where did I leave off? Oh yes, at long last we escaped the (somewhat) evil and needy clutches of my father and were on the road again, St. Petersburg-bound. I'd called my sister from my father's and told her we'd call when we got close to her place, just to make sure she was home, so we had a little play time once we got to St. PeteKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1145800112369216622006-04-23T08:23:00.000-05:002006-04-23T08:48:32.450-05:00A bit of a recap about our trip to FL. I've probably forgotten most of the details by now, but I want to get down what I *do* remember, before I forget completely.***We began our journey at exactly 3.02am on Friday morning. Having woken at 2am, showered, gathered our few last take-alongs together, we felt ready to hit the road. The very deserted, dark, LONG stretch of road that disappeared into Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1144071791996825842006-04-03T08:31:00.000-05:002006-04-03T08:53:03.980-05:00I know some people say they shed a lot. But me? I lose hair like it's going out of style. Seriously. I can run my fingers through my hair (ooh la la) and come up at the end with literally a fist full of hair. When I wear black, it's as though I'm wearing black with gold strands woven into the material. I clog the bathtub drain virtually every week. I could single-handedly supply the birds in Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1143770437814889842006-03-30T20:47:00.000-05:002006-03-30T21:00:37.863-05:00It's too easy to get caught up in petty small-mindedness as a rule; mix in the Internet and the issues manifest themselves threefold. What enables some people to take on the persona they do behind a monitor-is that their true nature or merely bravado? I am curious as to which is true. I know that my fingers sometimes type fast than my brain think-but I've tried to make those instances few and farKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1143164666869465182006-03-23T20:42:00.000-05:002006-03-23T20:46:00.266-05:00Was going to actually blog more, but it's bedtime for me right now, seeing as how I have to get up at 3.45A tomorrow morning. Boo.I did want to share a pic of the awesome new sandals I bought today! :-)And a side view, lol. Sorry they're biggish.Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1142910845476020892006-03-20T22:10:00.000-05:002006-03-20T22:19:43.106-05:00Just a quick entry to let ya'll know that Brian has his forum up and running. Here be the address: http://www.avonleatreasures.com/forum/ Check it out, join if you're interested! I think it's pretty neat. And Robin? Lol, I don't mean to take anything away from the forum you made...he's just been working on this for the past week or so, and since the space is already paid for and available, he Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1142725404798786262006-03-18T18:03:00.000-05:002006-03-18T18:43:24.863-05:00Today I phoned a friend I hadn't talked with in quite some time and we had a nice conversation. It was good to catch up and just talk about silly stuff...and as I don't have many friends to begin with, letting the few I *do* have go is probably not the best idea in the world. Now I just need to actually be home and wake when my friend Katherine calls (whom I haven't talked to since before the NewKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1142595484025380632006-03-17T06:23:00.000-05:002006-03-17T06:38:04.040-05:00*I am always tired lately. I feel as though I could sleep a year and still not be refreshed. Sigh. Maybe I'm anemic? All I know is if someone came to me and said, "Here you go! A full month of you doing nothing but sleep," I would most likely fall to my knees in gratitude.*Work is going well for me. I thoroughly enjoy being around books all day-I never tire of going through the stacks because I Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1142134626240240262006-03-11T22:11:00.000-05:002006-03-11T22:37:06.290-05:00Saturday night and once again, I'm home alone, watching Gilmore Girls and knitting. Am I 80 years old or what? I have to laugh about it, because if I didn't I'd probably cry my eyes out. *I'm doing inventory on all of my books. I think it would be a good thing to have a list of them, separated into genre, that I can access if needed. I'm finding that I tend to buy doubles of certain books, so Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1141386883325966892006-03-03T06:19:00.000-05:002006-03-03T07:00:34.973-05:00I am in complete shock. I really am. I wake up one morning to find that a blog entry written almost a month ago has somehow garnered enough attention to potentially shut down a forum at which I am a sporadic poster, at best. A blog entry that named no names, a blog entry that yes, I will fully admit is full of frustration and aggravation, but an anonymous blog entry nonetheless. Since when is Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1140018328573455862006-02-15T10:35:00.000-05:002006-02-15T10:50:02.316-05:00So apparently my last post caused some controversy. That's a good thing. Sometimes it takes just one person to voice what others are thinking...or to hold a mirror up to your own reflection. That's not a bad thing.I still don't think it was that brash. ;-)Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1139078721058930122006-02-04T13:32:00.000-05:002006-02-04T13:45:21.183-05:00Oh my freaking god. I really have to get this off my chest and I dont' think I should tell the person what I think, so here it is, unloaded on Blogger. If you are so apparently emotionally immature that you freak out at the least provocation, how the hell can you even contemplate starting a relationship? It doesn't matter a whit what your dating background is--the most clueless of us can handle aKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1137340832523551492006-01-15T10:37:00.000-05:002006-01-15T11:00:35.616-05:00And lo, Jessica spaketh and so it was done. ;)Brian and I are planning (very loosely right now) a trip back down to Florida sometime in the next few months. One of my friends from St. Pete sent me a wedding invite to her wedding in March this past week, but it doesn't look like we'll be able to make it down there that soon, which is fine with me. Yes, it would be nice to go to her wedding, as Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1136084998037812912005-12-31T22:09:00.000-05:002005-12-31T22:09:58.050-05:00I suppose that on New Year’s Eve I should, in fact, be composing a blog post about my ruminations on this past year; good deeds, bad deeds, things accomplished, things left undone, relationships solidified and those that faltered. I should be rather stodgy and introspective, peppering my entry with quotes from ancient philosophers as well as quips from hip Beat poets such as Jack Kerouac, so as Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1134228264868975162005-12-10T09:59:00.000-05:002005-12-10T10:27:00.763-05:00Proving, once again, that I have not an original thought in my head when it comes to blogging lately, I hereby present something "liberated" from other blogs. May it be of interest, or at least fodder to be used in mocking me.TEN Random Things You Might Not Know About Me:1.) I'm a rather decent baton twirler2.) I have about zero self-esteem3.) My feelings are hurt very easily4.) I was a latch-keyKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1133652884940424372005-12-03T18:13:00.000-05:002005-12-03T18:34:44.996-05:00Am checking off things on my "to do" list and have come to the entry "blog." After I scratch this off I only have "vacuum" and "knit" left, from a list that numbered nine things. I feel rather industrious and deserving of a nice pat on the back. ;-)I've just finished writing out the last of my Christmas cards, and quite enjoyed the task. There were candles burning on the table next to me, the Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1133535779773419482005-12-02T09:55:00.000-05:002005-12-02T10:02:59.783-05:00I dedicate this blog post to my good friend Loke, who is celebrating her birthday today! I hope you have a wonderful birthday and a happy, safe, healthy 27th year. You deserve it. :-)Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1132884565821571882005-11-24T20:58:00.000-05:002005-11-24T21:09:25.833-05:00Commence jumping on the bandwagon, and prepare yourself for MY top 10 lists! Because I was very very bored at work, and felt like being a copycat. Top 10 Favourite TV Show Characters:1. Lorelei Gilmore-Gilmore Girls (and I'm not saying *which* Lorelei I chose, so I can claim both of them *evil laugh*)2. Becca Thatcher-Life Goes On (shout out to Mary for remembering this girl as well...I loved Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1132402138236850352005-11-19T06:40:00.000-05:002005-11-19T07:08:58.316-05:00Everything in bold are things I have done:1.)Smoked a cigarette.2.) Crashed a friend's car. I've crashed INTO a friend's car. Does that count?3.) Stolen a car.4.) Been in love.5.) Been dumped.6.) Shoplifted. Shhhhh....7.)Been fired.8.) Been in a fist fight.9.) Snuck out of your parent's house.10.) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back. Uh, story of my young life. 11.) Been arrestedKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1132067242102601742005-11-15T09:58:00.000-05:002005-11-15T10:07:22.126-05:00Just time for a quickie. HA!Although there are many things my mother didn't teach me (and a lot of bad habits that she DID), there are times when I am very glad to have been raised by a single mother. Unless you want to get run slipshod over by the world (read: men), you have to stand up for yourself when necessary, or just be a tad bit aggressive to get your point across. Or simply, you have to Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1131814287614061522005-11-12T11:11:00.000-05:002005-11-12T11:51:27.666-05:00Brushes off keyboard, sweeps aways cobwebs..."echo...echooo..echoooo..."Oh wonder of all wonders, a new blog entry. You girls are all putting me to shame with your regular entries! I feel as though I need to go about with a huge scarlet S on my chest...for SLACKER. Heh. Now I know how Hester Prynne felt. I suppose I should do some sort of bulleted list here, since I have more than one issue/Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1129300619462963012005-10-14T09:35:00.000-05:002005-10-14T09:36:59.470-05:00Miaow. Too bad he doesn't have opposable thumbs...he's a anne forum member in the making! ;-)Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1129201271292427882005-10-13T06:00:00.000-05:002005-10-13T06:05:31.540-05:00Entitled, My Cata Are Cute.Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1127585904198427632005-09-24T12:52:00.000-05:002005-09-24T13:18:24.246-05:00I'm in recovery this weekend. Brian's parents came to visit and left this past Thursday. Needless to say, it wasn't a pleasant visit, and my feelings were hurt tremendously by something his mother said...however, it's amazing what a few days distance and some perspective will do for helping me realise that it's simply not worth dwelling on. I have Brian, who loves me very much. I have Maegan, Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1126448407057736112005-09-11T09:07:00.000-05:002005-09-11T09:20:09.273-05:00I hope that everyone who reads this, whether I know you or not, is remembering the animals that Katrina has left behind. Sure, I know the whole "people first" way of thinking is the prevalent one, but I disagree with that. And I don't care what people think of me for doing so. Out of the many thousands of people rescued after Katrina hit, I can only imagine how many were sexual predators, Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1122158734196583562005-07-23T17:35:00.000-05:002005-07-23T17:47:28.576-05:00It's such an interesting thought. How we are all shaped by environment, far more than by genetics, I tend to believe more times than not. It's not that I was so abused as a child, or grew up on the far edge of poor. I freely admit that other kids were beaten regularly or sexually abused by a parent or relative. And I'm quite aware that far more children had less to eat at the dinner table than Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1120931915129468942005-07-09T12:58:00.000-05:002005-07-09T12:58:35.136-05:00I am a devoted, card-carrying cat lover-no, cat adorer, cat worshipper. And yet at this morning's count, I have two definite feline deaths on my conscience since moving into to North Carolina, and three more possible (rather, probable) ones as well. The two kittens who didn't make it from the hall closet, and then three (I think it's three, how awful that I can't remember exactly?) others strays Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1120616961224866772005-07-05T21:19:00.000-05:002005-07-05T21:29:21.230-05:00I'd love to know where my daily motivation to blog went. In Feb., with the whole "28 of Blogger Mania!" I seriously had little to no trouble a)finding stuff to blog about and b)finding the TIME to blog...and I was working AND in school then! What the halifax is my problem?! :-PAt work (that place that shalt remain nameless forever and ever, amen), I've started jotting down all the random bits Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1119749107508212502005-06-25T20:15:00.000-05:002005-06-25T20:37:12.616-05:00I thought I'd put up a few pictures, b/c I can and they're cute. And really, who needs more reasons than that? Enjoy! Mid-yawn Pidge (aka Regis).Onyx's very pink tongue.Maegan playing in a tube at the park.Maegan at a park, in her "serious" pose, lol.Mullen, the Garden Cat we met on our visit to the Botanical Gardens. Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1119667687048238192005-06-24T21:43:00.000-05:002005-06-25T20:39:00.003-05:00*Ok, I have NO idea why it won't post normally, but it's really irritating me, lol. Not quite sure how to fix it, so please accept my apologies for it looking as terrible as it does.*I know it's a little late, but I thought I'd post a grad pic of me...if it comes out, lol. Here's another pic of my baby muffin: Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1119665099536638992005-06-24T20:54:00.000-05:002005-06-24T21:04:59.543-05:00There was once a young girl. She had a mother, like any other young girl, and a sister, like some young girls, but no father, like many unfortunate young girls. As the young girl grew into a young woman, she began to realise the lack of security in her life...in her. She grew inwardly nervous and anxious, but soon learned to cover that with a mask of humour and stubbornness. As the young woman Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1119462217500709082005-06-22T12:39:00.000-05:002005-06-23T13:05:18.516-05:00Updating this past week, etc.On Monday, Brian and I went to the Botanical Gardens in Chapel Hill. It was a beautiful day, enough so that we didn’t need to use the air in the Jeep (hey, that’s a big deal for us, lol) as we drove to Chapel Hill, taking the back roads and enjoying us both having a full day off. The Gardens themselves were wonderful (and free!)…we spent a couple of hours wandering Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1118675268627709132005-06-13T10:07:00.000-05:002005-06-13T10:07:48.633-05:00Due to the not-so-gentle nudging from She Who Shall Not Be Named (but whose names starts with an M and ends with an issy), I shall attempt to blog again...this time remembering to copy my post before I post it, just in case Blogger decides my writing is not worthy (yet again) and eats half my post. Argh.What to say? My job SUCKS. It sucks so much I'm not even going to say what I do or where I Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1117918799770549482005-06-04T15:59:00.000-05:002005-06-04T16:13:46.360-05:00It's been a while since I've updated. At this point, there's so much to write about I'm rather unsure of where to start. I suppose the beginning is the best.(First off, what's with my not having comments? Is anyone else having trouble...and if so, what to do? Send me an email if ya'll know anything please: avonleagyrl@yahoo.com)Brian and I are now residing in North Carolina and have been here Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1115944542465630712005-05-12T18:50:00.000-05:002005-05-12T20:06:23.416-05:00People, places and memories I will miss from FL:*My sister. We've been at each others throats in the past, we got into fistfights when we were kids, we've gone without speaking for six months...but since the beginning of this year, it's as though everything slid into place. We're slowly building a close, warm relationship where we accept one another for who we are and enjoy spending quality time Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1115686771523487062005-05-09T19:14:00.000-05:002005-05-09T19:59:31.596-05:00I am officially (dramatic pause) a university graduate, with a BA in English, just like Miss Anne Shirley! *applause*Yesterday, Brian and I woke up around 8.30 because Brian had to meet my sister to do some last minute party preparations at 9.45. We came out into the living room, read through a bit of the Sunday paper and Brian gave me a graduation present-Harry Potter and the Prisoner of AzkabanKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1114917992349727812005-04-30T22:08:00.000-05:002005-04-30T22:26:32.350-05:00No, your eyes do not deceive you. I am, in fact, updating my blog. I do, in fact, have things to say. Whether they are of any consequence to you, I know not. Let's commence! :-PI graduate in 8 days. I waver between feelings of exaltation and the feeling of unreality that causes me to keep glancing at my cap and gown, or going to look at the tickets on the fridge. I *am* graduating. Logically, I Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1113930784166374092005-04-19T11:58:00.000-05:002005-04-19T12:13:04.166-05:00I suppose I could find something to write an entry about...seeing if I don't, I think Missy's going to hunt me down, tie me to a chair (dirty!) and forcibly place my fingers on the keyboard in an effort to "encourage" me to update my blog. Heh.I think I've finally sent out all my graduation announcements. It was interesting to find out that some people (mostly those in Canada, lol) have never Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1113444135675889732005-04-13T20:56:00.000-05:002005-04-13T21:02:15.676-05:00More pictures!!This is of Jerry and Regis(aka Pigeon), laying in Brian's suitcase. Crazy cats. Onyx has a problem. She drinks off EVERYthing. My glass, my soda bottle, the bathtub, etc. And also, apparently this storage bin that we'd just brought in through the rain. ;-)Extreme close-up of Pidge. He's such a curious cat, lol. That's all for now! Look for more pics soon. :-DKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1113095424611272232005-04-09T20:08:00.000-05:002005-04-10T21:16:15.336-05:00Yes, I am on a picture posting frenzy!Here's one of my baby, Regis. I don't know what is it about shoeboxes, but all of my cats have LOVED them, lol. This is my Jerry cat, who I had to have put to sleep last November. He was awesome.And last but definitely not least, is my little princess muffin, Onyx. She's playing with the "purple mousie of fun" that finally had to be thrown away recently b/c Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1112984475482406292005-04-08T13:18:00.000-05:002005-04-08T14:49:36.893-05:00More pictures, because I can. The first one was posted in the anne3 scrapbook, so some of you might have seen it. I think it's a great pic of Brian and me!Then, here's another of Brian in his kilt. This time, he's wearing all the accoutrements (I love that word and have no idea how to spell it, lol)I hope you like them! :-)Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1112820675950944642005-04-06T15:50:00.000-05:002005-04-10T14:27:18.106-05:00Since Blogger won't let me delete this post for some inane reason, there will just be this sentence proclaiming my annoyance with of Blogger. :-PKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1112820130427119302005-04-06T15:41:00.000-05:002005-04-06T15:46:24.656-05:00My first attempt at posting a photo...here goes.It worked! It worked!! Heh, oh, and that's Brian in his birthday present. Yay for kilts! :-)Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1112655575797118322005-04-04T17:32:00.000-05:002005-04-04T17:59:35.800-05:00I shall face irritation and aggravation with Blogger for Robin, to let her know I am indeed alive. *Sends out smoke signals* *They form in the shape of a moving truck...or it that a really big term paper...no, wait, I think it's just an enormous rectangle* ;-)That being done, Blogger better NOT eat my entry, or I will be intensely upset and mutter things that aren't lawful to be uttered. Blogger,Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1111687831817468682005-03-24T13:09:00.000-05:002005-03-24T13:10:31.820-05:00This deserves a blog entry of its own. And I forgot to mention it when I blogged a few minutes ago, lol.Saw Bride & Prejudice. Absolutely fantastic movie! Go see it, go rent it, go do whatever you have to to watch it, because it's awesome. :-)Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1111686765013329222005-03-24T12:34:00.000-05:002005-03-24T12:55:39.406-05:00Almost a week after our journey to NC and I'm only now finding the time to blog. It seems as though I should be uber busy then, right? Only I'm not, really. Or maybe I am and have been for so long that I no longer recognise the vast busyness of my hours and days. We found a place. A very nice, spacious two-bedroom apartment in a lovely, lovely apartment complex backed by woods with real trees, Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1111241865740712652005-03-19T09:16:00.000-05:002005-03-19T09:17:45.740-05:00Am back from trip to NC. Successful in finding a place to live. More to tell but have too much to do today to tell now. More later.Thanks to Robin for being concerned about me. :-) And Meg, glad to hear you're alive and kicking. :-PKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1110600707496151202005-03-11T22:54:00.000-05:002005-03-11T23:12:58.226-05:00Woo. The Friday Five and a general round-up of the last few days, all rolled into one neat little package of blog. 1 thing that's on your mind right now- The trip to NC Brian and I are taking...tomorrow. Gah. 2 songs you like- Vertigo, by U2 and The Heart Won't Lie, by Reba McIntyre.3 things that make you angry- animal abuse, inconsiderate people and my mother, more often than not.4 things that Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1110051228364463952005-03-05T14:18:00.000-05:002005-03-05T14:33:48.366-05:00I just sent Robin an email (and received one back, lol) but I have to say something here too, to let everyone know how sweet a friend she is. Not like ya'll didn't know, I'm sure, but it never hurts to proclaim such stuff. :-P For making it through 28 days of Bloggy Frenzy, Robin sent me a very cute congratulations card and...AND a YUMMERIFIC Yankee candle. Vanilla Caramel. Could a fragrance BE Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109967987548164752005-03-04T15:18:00.000-05:002005-03-04T15:26:27.550-05:00Mary, you'd be so proud of me! I got my midterm back for my Ireland course...and I got an A, 100% actually! It was only on "A Star Called Henry" which I read through about 3 times. :-) Yay for me. Various stuffs:*I need to go clip my claws. I turn into a typing mess when my nails are even the slightest bit too long. Gah.*Packed two more boxes of books today. First off, I have A LOT of books. Heh.Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109736482570848812005-03-01T22:56:00.000-05:002005-03-01T23:08:02.573-05:00It feels odd to not have the pressure to blog. I was just going to skip today, but as the evening progressed, I kept feeling as though something was lacking...and then I realised what it was. So here I am, not for a long post, but a post nonetheless. Oh! I got my exam back in my Brit Lit class. 92 on the in-class portion, 90 on the take home essay. Go me. The class average was 85 and 78, Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109623535079669022005-02-28T15:31:00.000-05:002005-02-28T15:45:35.083-05:00*drumroll, please*I DID IT!! I DID IT!! Heh, I totally jammed through 28 Day of Bloggermania. Now, granted, I did mildly cheat once or twice, but I posted something EVERY single freakin' day for a month. A short month, but a month. :-D Woo.I feel as though I should have this incredibly scintillating entry to mark the significance of today...and yet, I do not. I've started every paragraph in this Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109553286722127432005-02-27T20:03:00.000-05:002005-02-27T20:14:46.723-05:00*heaves heavy sigh*Man oh man, I wish I wasn't so close to the end, lol, or else I would totally blow off tonight's blog. I wish I had a cheesy quiz to put up here. I wish I had a really long questionnaire to answer and put up here. I wish I had ANYthing to put up here...and yet I don't, and so I sit, inanely filling up blog space whilst I frantically comb my thoughts for something, anything thatKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109479141822202842005-02-26T22:44:00.000-05:002005-02-26T23:39:01.823-05:00Random stuffs:*Yay!news: I was able to refinance my Jeep at my credit union. Granted it wasn't for a lower interest rate, BUT I was able to stretch what's left of my loan out for another 5 years (if I need to), which makes my monthly payment roughly HALF of what they are now. This is a very good thing and will help with moving expenses and whatnot...having this happen has decreased my stress Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109390488637178382005-02-25T22:44:00.000-05:002005-02-25T23:01:28.640-05:00I am on the four day countdown to the end of 28 Days of Blogginess, and so have decided to cheat a little yet again for this blog entry. A few people made some comments about my previous post that I'm going to answer here, rather than in the comment section. Because I can. So deal. ;-)Mary, yes you most certainly did tell me about Roddy Doyle. I've been meaning to send you an email or PM to tell Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109280772271582032005-02-24T16:18:00.000-05:002005-02-24T16:32:52.273-05:00I wrote an exam today that I think I did pretty well on. Which is surprising, because the prof had forgotten that it was a Gordon rule class (meaning a lot of writing), so he decided to up and change the exam from his usual 33 question multiple choice to an essay exam. And he didn't exactly let us know what was going to be on the exam...this is my Ireland class, and, while I love the subject Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109210667885579782005-02-23T20:49:00.000-05:002005-02-23T21:05:31.683-05:00Thanks to Robin, Misti, Mary and Jessica for taking my quiz. Maybe I should make another one, but with more difficult questions, lol...I think I went a little easy on ya'll! Well, aside from Jessica (LOL!), who made me laugh with her score of 29. Personally, I was impressed with that, Jessica, seeing as how I don't think we've ever really talked one on one before. I guess ya'll *do* read my blog Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109106202072079442005-02-22T16:01:00.000-05:002005-02-22T16:03:22.073-05:00Cheater cheater, I'm a pumpkin eater! Compliments for the idea go to Robin, who STOLE it from someone else. Maybe compliments isn't the right word... :-) Anyway! See how well you know me. I made the quiz 7 questions because I didn't want to be normal. And I didn't think I could think of 10 questions that people could conceivably know the answer to...I've realised that I'm somewhat closed mouth Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1109043516266981552005-02-21T22:34:00.000-05:002005-02-21T22:38:36.266-05:00Note to self: Must try harder to blog earlier! Lol, I swear, these after 10pm blog times make for a REALLY short blog. And one that's probably none too interesting. ;)Brian and I went to a play tonight, an adaptation of "Holes." It was a neighbourhood theatre and we walked there and back, so yay for exercise, lol. Plus the tickets were $7, so that pretty much rocked. As I get closer to the end ofKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108960757775676162005-02-20T23:34:00.000-05:002005-02-20T23:39:17.776-05:00I just got back from my friend Solitaire's house. We worked on our take home essays for the Brit Lit class we're both taking...or rather, I went through and corrected, re-phrased and generally made her paper more comprehensible, lol, while she went through mine correcting all my run-on's and apostrophe issues. ;) That's what happens when you wait until 3 hours before your study is due over to Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108871636899499872005-02-19T22:47:00.000-05:002005-02-19T22:53:56.900-05:00We began the process of packing today. Going through items, deciding what to keep, what to sell at the yard sale, trying to organise our individual filing cabinets into one communal cabinet. This move will be hard. I don't like Florida, in fact, I pretty much hate it, but there are people here who mean a lot to me, and come May I'll be leaving them forever. Sure that sounds all drama queen, but Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108786806830421682005-02-18T23:12:00.000-05:002005-02-18T23:20:06.833-05:001. If you could have anything you wanted to eat for a day, what would you choose for your meals and snacks? Good grief, where do I start? ;-) I'd have pancakes drenched in syrup with a tall glass of ice cold milk for breakfast. Lunch? A lovely pasta dish, possibly chicken alfredo or some such thing. Dinner? A HUGE steak with an even HUGER mound of garlic mashed potatoes, and a REALLY BIG side of Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108700965547568182005-02-17T23:20:00.000-05:002005-02-17T23:29:25.546-05:00I have to say SOMEthing here, or else I'll blow my 16 straight days of blogging.SO.CONGRATULATIONS to one of my dearest friends, who just got proposed to and (of course) she accepted. I couldn't be happier for her, and I hope everything goes as wonderfully perfect for her as they did for me. I love ya, hon!Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108605937099517962005-02-16T21:02:00.000-05:002005-02-16T21:05:37.100-05:00I think I should make more of an effort to blog during the day, b/c if I leave it til nighttime, I seem to have absolutely no energy or inclination to write anything of interest. Hmmm...My sister and her boyfriend came over for birthday cake tonight. We had a great time, and I think she loved the earrings and Patricia Cornwell book I got her. You know what? My head hurts, and I want to watch Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108521649899227592005-02-15T21:23:00.000-05:002005-02-15T21:40:49.903-05:00Ooh, another late(r) night posting. This is the first chance I've had all day to sit down and attempt to compose my thoughts. I went to my Brit Lit class this afternoon...I literally had to pep-talk myself into going! How ridiculous that I signed up for a class I wasn't required to take and am not finding inspiring. I'm hoping that it gets better as we get farther into the 1900's. Anyway, enough Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108432935141712492005-02-14T20:59:00.000-05:002005-02-14T21:02:15.143-05:00As today is Valentine's Day, this entry will be short. Deal. ;-)Brian and I went to the Florida Botannical Gardens this morning, had lunch at an Indian buffet, ran a few errands, went to see "Phantom of the Opera" and then had dinner at a lovely restaurant. It was a great day and I'll tell you all about it tomorrow, lol.Happy Valentine's Day to all! I think ya'll are incredibly wonderful people Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108343194135255902005-02-13T19:53:00.000-05:002005-02-13T20:06:34.136-05:00While I realise my blog entry for yesterday was a bit lacking, I can't promise much more today, lol. I'm hungry, and when I'm hungry I think of nothing but food. Logically, no?I'm getting a little worried about school. And it's totally my fault, I admit that completely from the get-go. I just can't seem to care about it anymore...no, wait, that's not right. I absolutely love 3 out of my 4 classesKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108243451992460372005-02-12T16:14:00.000-05:002005-02-12T16:24:11.993-05:00This is for my many adoring fans, who I know will be devastated, if, in checking their favourite blog (mine), sees not a new entry but merely the remnants of yesterday's musings. Or not. ;-)I've run out of time to blog before going in to work today, so if I don't manage to get to it when I get home (at 10PM), this little rambling means that I'll at least have *some*thing up here to show for todayKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108152991200462422005-02-11T15:06:00.000-05:002005-02-11T15:16:31.203-05:00Ahh, the cheating joys of a Friday Five. Happy Friday, everyone! (and Robin, I'm glad you're back) :-)1) Would you rather live in a world with or without technology such as computers, cars, airplanes, bombs? Honestly? Most of the time, I would say without, but I do recognise the capacity for "goodness" that computers and cars have. Bombs? Not so much.2) If you had to live without either heating Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1108059723376831572005-02-10T13:53:00.000-05:002005-02-10T13:22:03.376-05:00I get to be the lazy one today, lol, and liberate the questionnaire from Robin's blog. Besides, I need something to occupy me for the next 20 minutes before I head to class for the day. So here goes:
1. Your name spelled backwards. Nire. Or Enitsirk, if you want to get all technical.
2. Where were your parents born? My mother was born in Madison, CT and my father right here in my hometown.
3.Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107987164559428392005-02-09T17:02:00.000-05:002005-02-09T17:12:44.560-05:00I just asked Brian what to blog about today, and he "dinner, and my ticket." So if this entry is particularly boring, you know who to yell at, lol.
Dinner tonight is an Indian dish called Butter Chicken. Brian and I went to an Indian buffet last week (he loves Indian food, I'd never had it before), and they happened to have butter chicken on the buffet, along with some other unpronounceable (by Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107894231095303522005-02-08T15:04:00.000-05:002005-02-08T15:23:51.096-05:00Hmm...I should be in my Brit Lit class right now, but I'm not. evil laugh I ditched today because 1)we broke into groups last week to dissect a poem and I got a sucky group and don't want to be made a fool of when discussing said poem in front of class, and 2)I just don't like that class! I swear I was on crack, or meth, or SOMEthing when I registered for it...I mean really, who would take Brit Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107798345531770102005-02-07T11:56:00.000-05:002005-02-07T15:30:01.493-05:00I spent HOURS last night driving myself crazy with Blogger. You see the pathetic results before you...if you must laugh, laugh quietly. ;-) What you've got to realise is that even finding WHERE my template was located is a HUGE accomplishment for me. No, seriously. When I first began blogging, I was somehow able to find a template (a REALLY basic template) and just start blogging. I even managed Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107740424588957202005-02-06T20:10:00.000-05:002005-02-06T20:40:24.586-05:00Thanks to Miss Robin for this fun quiz! Dunno if it's right, lol, but hey, it's something else to post!
You Are a Life Blogger!
Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary.
If it happens, you blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible.
What kind of blogger are you?
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GAH. I just wrote a rather lengthy blog about something and IT DIDN'T POST. Argh. Maybe I wasn't Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107637617901516872005-02-05T15:55:00.000-05:002005-02-05T16:06:57.900-05:00Day number 5. This blogging daily thing really isn't that difficult...maybe by the end of the month, I'll be in a groove and just keep on bloggin'! Or not. ;-)
We were able to paint the rest of the bookcase today. I just love the colour and can't wait to see how much it brightens up the bedroom. Maybe I'll take a picture of it when it's all done and post it here, so ya'll can see the colour...Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107547536856471652005-02-04T14:45:00.000-05:002005-02-04T22:56:43.846-05:00These are from a Friday Five site I found.
1. How old were you when you got your drivers license? Technically I think I was 17. I took Driver's Ed my senior year of high school (which was a JOKE) and was able to get a waiver that allowed me to skip the driving portion of the test. Really bad idea, lol.
2. Did you get your own car right away, use the family car, or bum rides from friends? I gotKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107452691065958262005-02-03T13:44:00.000-05:002005-02-03T12:52:11.676-05:00Woot. I'm Harry Potter! And Hermione. And I didn't even try to skew the quiz, lol. Heh.
Harry Potter85%Hermione Granger85%Remus Lupin85%Ron Weasley80%Albus Dumbledore70%Ginny Weasley70%Severus Snape70%Sirius Black65%Draco Malfoy35%Lord Voldemort15%Your Harry Potter Alter Ego Is...?created with QuizFarm.comKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107391456742098562005-02-02T18:17:00.000-05:002005-02-02T19:44:16.743-05:00I just bought *the* cutest shoes EVER. From Payless, for 7.99. I thought they were 12.99 but they were on SALE! That never happens to me, lol. They're purple, with a kind of woven look to them, in a flat Chinese ballet-style shoe. A-dorable. I'll be going back shortly to purchase the pink ones, because I got a $2 off coupon type thingee if I do a phone survey...which I just did! WOO.
We're Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1107278418773926272005-02-01T11:58:00.000-05:002005-02-01T12:23:58.330-05:00Gaining inspiration from Robin, I'm going to attempt 28 days of blogging frenzy! That's right folks, 28 days, the month of February. A post or more a day, everyday. Where will I get my ideas? My stories? My interesting life so that I actually have *some*thing to write about? Hey, who said I had to have all the answers today, lol. All I can say is stay tuned, because only the most holy of Blogger Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1106454171912526972005-01-22T22:54:00.000-05:002005-01-22T23:49:30.526-05:00Yes, well, I should be doing all manner of school work, but it's 11pm and frankly, I don't give a damn! Heh, nice lil shout out to Mr. Rhett Butler.
Liberated the following from Robin's blog, et al.
What color is most reflective of you? I'm thinking green...a nice, foresty deep green to signify my love of nature and down to earth-ness personality. Or the rainbow, actually, because of my many Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1106077549227945582005-01-18T14:45:00.000-05:002005-01-18T14:45:49.226-05:00Strange, and yet accurate, lol.
Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1105851898769220032005-01-16T01:03:00.000-05:002005-01-16T00:04:58.770-05:00Oh, before I forget...who's been giving me all these hugs?? I went from 54 to 87, and now to 100! Don't get me wrong, I loved feeling loved, lol, but I know I don't get *that* many visitors here, lol.
'Fess up, pretty please?Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1105849823186367912005-01-15T22:48:00.000-05:002005-01-15T23:30:23.186-05:00First off, I have a tummy ache. Nothing worse than a tummy ache when no one's home to baby you. :-(
In the effort to continue a somewhat regular blog posting schedual, I've decided to write about my class this semester. Thoughts, impressions, predictions and such. I'm taking 4 classes this spring, and none of them are required; in fact, I didn't even need to take ANY classes, lol. I could have Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1105402221970464352005-01-10T18:59:00.000-05:002005-01-10T19:11:24.610-05:00I am in possession of a large stack of photos, ranging from when my mother was 7 months pregnant with me, up to me in my early 20's. I feel as though a bit of rock-solid foundation has magically appeared beneath me, shoring up the lack of belonging, of family, of my sheer existence...finally. My childhood doesn't live merely in my memory; I now have tangible evidence that I did, in fact, EXIST.Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1105299109961154492005-01-09T14:08:00.000-05:002005-01-09T14:31:49.960-05:00Another book related note. I tried explaining this to Brian, but I don't think he understood...I don't think he truly *can* understand, as he is not "a reader" like I am. Which is not to say that's bad, it just makes it that much harder to relate to what I say about books sometimes.
After work on Friday (10p), we drove out to Borders so I could buy the latest book in one of my favourite series.Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1105212699515320492005-01-08T14:17:00.000-05:002005-01-08T14:31:39.516-05:00It's nice to have these to do every week. They make me think a little bit and they give me an easy way to keep my blog update (sorta)...especially when I feel like I have so much to say and it's not ready to be put to paper, so to speak, yet.
1. What is the first book you remember reading?Honestly? I have *no* idea. I've been reading as long as I've been breathing, it seems. But in an effort toKahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628533.post-1104803909633982562005-01-03T20:39:00.000-05:002005-01-03T20:58:29.633-05:00Yeah. Someone remind me to never post when I'm smack in the middle of my period and have just worked for hours with nasty, drunk customers. I apparently was a little on the misanthropic side.
To make amends for that, here's my Friday Five, a few days late (or early, depending on your outlook):
1. How often do you cook at home? Probably about 80% of the time, and even more so, lately. It's the Kahlan Eyrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15027567435027958535noreply@blogger.com0