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Name: Lori
Gender: Female
Interests: School, my husband, trying to find a job in poopie California, watching Anime and Spongebob, listening to music, reading whatever books don't look like crap, etc.
Expertise: I think it's really weird that Xanga put "expertise" here, knowing full well that most of the people that post here are like 14. Come on. You're just begging for people to be like, "Uh...hanging out with my friends. And watching football...GO EAGLES!!!" Seriously.
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  manthatslori
Member Since:
1/21/2004
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| So I started the first phase of the P90X diet, but I'm not doing the exercises, because I don't like them; I'm working out on my own. I'm supposed to have a healthy fat, and I chose flaxseed oil, unfortunately. They have them in pill form, but its not as concentrated as I need, so I had to get the actual oil. It has the consistency of pizza grease with none of the flavor. So disgusting.
I want to go home for Christmas for a month, and I want to take my buns with me, but I want to make sure that they can both ride in the cabin. On the website it says only one pet per person, but I'm hoping that they can bend that rule. Come on, they get like $150 extra just for letting them ride with me! And you know those airlines want their money. Dang airlines.
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| Aw poop. I don't feel good. But only when I eat. Rocky was gone for like two weeks (incidentally, he had to leave again for a month), and I ate a lot of fast food.
Mmmmm...Quiznos Turkey-Bacon-Guacamole....I REGRET NOTHING!!!!
But now my stomach hurts even when I eat something good. (Getting ready for summer diet/exercise crap. Crap.) So I'ma go to the doctor. Hopefully she'll just give me a magical pill to make everything better so I can go on tearing up my insides with whatever I feel like eating. I mean, isn't that what practicing medicine is all about?
I saw this commercial once a long time ago for antacids. It showed this cartoon guy with a camera swirling around showing him eating pizza, hamburgers, ice cream, etc. And he was like, "It's okay! I don't have to worry about heartburn because I take _____" Whatever it was. Some antacid. I was like, "Yeah! All you have to worry about is morbid obesity and heart disease!" God bless America. But still...don't ask me to give up Quiznos. It's my right as an American.
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| Truly, this is weirdness. Writing in my Xanga page after like four years? That's high school!
Wow.
Tons has happened. I've made bad decisions, tried to get over them, made some good ones, lived a little, got tan, got pale again, stopped reading the Bible, started again, then stopped again (working on that), got MARRIED!!! I have tons to tell. I'm out of the Air Force right now; going to college in pursuit of my medical degree, as I talked about. 4.0 so far, harra! (Japanese man saying, "holler!")
Currently making a "B" in Biology...BOOOO! I need some A-ness up in here.
I decided that I needed to start writing again. It's no good to let my brain go to waste.
If any of you guys that I used to talk to are still here, let me know!!!
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| What does it really mean
In the universal
When something hangs in the balance
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| My friend e-mailed me and asked why pigs had wings. Here's my scientific theory:
Pigs have wings because…
Once upon a time, there was a lowly pig. He was really at the bottom of the totem pole. I mean seriously. He was a total loser. But one day, when he was shuffling around the pen, he noticed something in the sky that looked like a trough. He couldn’t believe it!!! At that moment, he realized he had to take a dump. So he found a nice secluded place with only 4 or 5 pigs around (they’re not modest creatures), and squatted. All of a sudden, out from the steaming pile (Eeeeeew!!) rose a Genie! Well, a pig genie. Pig genies only grant pig wishes. So if you find a genie in your poo one day, it doesn’t mean you get a wish and you should probably get checked out by a doctor. So anyway…yada yada yada the genie told the pig he had one wish (pig genies also only grant one wish. I mean, come on. What do pigs want that they don’t already have?” The loser thought long and hard...finally, he decided there was nothing more he wanted than to go eat at the trough in the sky. So the genie gave him wings. All the girl pigs immediately wanted a piece of that action. They thought he was hot. So the loser turned into the king of pigs and populated the world with little winged piggies. But like I said, pigs never fly-they have everything they want right there. Unless there should happen to be another loser that sees a trough in the water…
The End
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