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Published 12.10.03 by Porkchop | E-mail this post

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I am trying to recall my favorite, or funniest memory from graduation. It was really great as a whole, lots of one-liners that will stick with us for awhile... drama, drama, drama...LOVE the rabbits...Noooo... and lots of others. =)

At first, I was convinced Jared could have cared less that we were there, but I slowly realized that he did appreciate us being there. Regardless if I was wanted or not, I had a blast, and really enjoyed seeing Jared.

Sniffle. Laura and I are still in the search of our Marines. Laura, one day our Marine will come... one day.

Tonight we had a really great time at the Nelson's. I love them to death! We just sat around and talked about anything and everything. And Mrs. Nelson really, truly thinks of us as family. How cool is that? And Mr. Nelson cracks me up, that man is a stitch! Though I do not agree with all his theology...

Well, this post has been rather redundant, but I am very tired and should go to bed.

This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

cookies for troops


I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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