tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56312042011-04-21T16:02:17.090-07:00Hello. And welcome to my thinkmatter. What's thinkmatter? I just made it up. I think it means my brain.Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comBlogger851100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1124007116882311892005-08-14T03:05:00.000-07:002005-08-14T01:11:56.893-07:00

"I cannot heave my heart into my mouth..."Life beyond college has officially started.I have a teaching job that keeps me busy.I have my own apartment. Virginia Woolf would be ecstatic.I pay all of my own bills.I bought myself a big girl bed.Things are pretty good. I can't complain, except the stuff I can't quite comprehend.I'm not a poet or a writer. But I am looking into Irish

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1110779553460829492005-03-13T21:51:00.000-08:002005-03-13T21:52:33.460-08:00

Check out the link on the right..."My Other Pair of Shoes"

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All right. So I've been gone for a long-ass time when it comes to Blogger. I've been dinking with Livejournal since this summer. Now Blogger's gettin' all this cool stuff. Might switch back or do both. I'm approaching the end of my undergrad. Holy shit. In the next four days I will be moving out of my apartment and up to the suburbs. Me. The suburbs. And teaching to boot. Me... a

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1091158041907814332004-07-29T20:26:00.000-07:002004-07-29T20:27:21.906-07:00

Always room for Jell-O!   Well, well, well.  Here it is... about 3 weeks prior to school and I'm already starting to wonder when Thanksgiving will get here.  Anywhoo, summer lovin' has turned to sour apples for some, but I would say it is flourishing in my neck o' the woods.  Too bad a little piece of my happiness moves back to the burbs next week.  *Sigh*  Oh, well.  I'll be moving up there

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1088112748530733782004-06-24T14:24:00.000-07:002004-06-24T14:32:28.530-07:00

Drum Corps... Catch the Fever!! HOLY POOP ON A STICK!! I'm going to the f*ckin' DCI (Drum Corps International) Competition at Hancock Stadium Friday nite. I'm sooooo excited! I almost shat my pants when Jesi Pepsi told me she had free tix in the Director's section for her, Jodie, and me. AHHHH!! HOLY POOOP!!! This is going to rock my f*ckin' socks off!! I think I'm going to have a buy a

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1087003752585077212004-06-11T18:17:00.001-07:002004-06-11T18:29:12.590-07:00

Let me hear you say "Hey! Ho! Hey! Ho!" Well, a couple of weeks since my last post and not a whole hell of a lot has changed. Still living where I'm living. Still working where I'm working. Still being who I'm being. I got to go home for a couple of days. It was really nice. I actually got to stay over and not have to cram my business into one day. That was great. I had a wonderful visit

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1087003749951066622004-06-11T18:17:00.000-07:002004-06-11T18:29:09.953-07:00

Let me hear you say "Hey! Ho! Hey! Ho!" Well, a couple of weeks since my last post and not a whole hell of a lot has changed. Still living where I'm living. Still working where I'm working. Still being who I'm being. I got to go home for a couple of days. It was really nice. I actually got to stay over and not have to cram my business into one day. That was great. I had a wonderful visit

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1085779645955452712004-05-28T14:09:00.000-07:002004-05-28T14:27:25.956-07:00

Damn robbers with their guns... and their makeout parties. So here it is... May 28th, 2004. Where am I? Currently, I am residing at 104 E. Locust Apt# 12 in Normal, IL. I live with Anna Louise Jakubka and Becky Kusar and up until the last 30 min... a broken bed. Don't ask me how it happened. I'm still working at Panera while looking for more work. I just took a mini-holiday to Cedar Point

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1085010283550691252004-05-19T16:33:00.000-07:002004-05-19T16:44:43.550-07:00

Summertime.... PHUCKIN' HOT! I'm sick of this whole "hot" thing! Damnit all to hell! So, this has been a crazy couple of weeks since school's been out. Oh, yeah... Congratulations, Graduates! Okay, so yeah. I moved out of my house and into a smaller apartment with Princess and The Kuz. I like it. Lots less to maintain. But phuck the one A/C in the living room. We'll manage, though. I

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1083283487341894122004-04-29T17:04:00.000-07:002004-04-29T17:07:53.983-07:00

Federal Direct Loans? I'll "Federal Direct" You, You Rat Bastard! I turned in a butt-load of papers, projects and recitations today. Glad that's over and I can start the next hunk of junk due finals week. When are the rhetorical questions going to end? Have a date tonight with a lighting designer, Chappelle's Show Vol. 1, and some fettuccini alfredo. I'm sure it will be another in the series of

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1082517152991826542004-04-20T20:12:00.000-07:002004-04-20T20:15:30.640-07:00

Stinkin' Goodnight! I am so crabby right now. Wow, this moment is not a good time to catch me. So I would advise that you don't. It's nothing anyone is doing, it's just this insane nervous-crabby thing I'm feeling all of a sudden. I'm sure I'm not the only one this has ever happened to. Eh? Whatev. I taught today. It went very well, I thought. Hooray! And I didn't let any of it get to

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1081562822258138932004-04-09T19:07:00.000-07:002004-04-09T19:09:48.890-07:00

Maybe I'll go back to bootleggin', and maybe I won't. Had a party last week and I had a great time. Thanks to all who attended. The week was crazy. Too much going on and too many assignments for my taste. Saw Marriage of Figaro. Ask me about it later. Mom came to visit today. We had a wonderful visit and we didn't bicker once. She's the best mom ever! Got news today that Mikey, Mike's and

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1080694656006781102004-03-30T16:57:00.000-08:002004-04-01T07:43:47.793-08:00

It's finally ova! That's right! I have docked my boat on the River Menses until my next scheduled trip in 3 weeks. Now I'm free to explore the terrain. ......... that sounds bad. But hey! It's all ova! Get it? Party at my house on Saturday. Here's the deal... 1. No pot. And please respect that. 2. Smoking takes place outside. 3. Underage drinking is always a worry for me when it's at

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1080331192855519682004-03-26T11:59:00.000-08:002004-03-26T12:03:14.966-08:00

You've Got to Accentuate the Positive... Teddy e-mailed me!!! That's right! My little brother e-mailed me from Iraq! I am so happy right now, I could burst. This just makes my day. He's like my soulmate and I miss him so much. I gave Jessi Pepsi the gift of sushi last nite. She was sooo happy, I thought her little Asian heart would explode. It was a good time. It was extremely funny

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1079727112366045172004-03-19T12:11:00.000-08:002004-03-19T12:14:17.653-08:00

The College of Ed can kiss my natural black ass. [To a girl at a party.] Chris Knight: Don't eat that. Eating that can cause very large breasts. Oh my God, I'm too late! Mardi Gras? Why are we having a party for paper towels?

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1079584790959293812004-03-17T20:39:00.000-08:002004-03-17T20:42:27.920-08:00

Happy Birthday to me... My birthday was so last week, but holy crap, the celebration just keeps on goin'! We'll probably be havin' a shindig here in a couple of weeks... just because. Can't have too many parties, ya dig? I had the best birthday. Some of the girls came to Rock Island and we went out pubbin' and clubbin'. Then had smores Friday nite. Gary took me out Saturday. Sunday, well

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1079327885763448572004-03-14T21:18:00.000-08:002004-03-14T21:20:58.090-08:00

Man... Am I from the friggin' MidWest or what? create your own personalized map of the USA or write about it on the open travel guide Extra! Extra!... Sugar-free gum now lasts longer than ever!

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1078798163929431732004-03-08T18:09:00.000-08:002004-03-08T18:11:38.530-08:00

Le Sigh. Break is break. I'd rather be jumping puddles and eat Jimmy John's. Yogurt, yogurt, yogurt. Anna, try it again. Cats are cute, but their hair makes me wretch. Spray cheese... holy shit. Bought a pair of jeans that make my bum look like I have a bum. Mom's happy (she's trying to keep up with the socio-evolutionary theory). Wuddup, ladies? Ready to partay? Hi hi hi hi hi hi... "Very

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1078612180198974072004-03-06T14:29:00.000-08:002004-03-06T14:32:57.373-08:00

Eat Quizno's subs!.... Any coupon works! Hey Ya'll! Visit my new experiment of web-logging! http://www.livejournal.com/users/velcrotennies/ Happy Break!

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Optimism... CATCH IT! You have to show them who's boss. If everybody stopped eating cows, they'd take over, man! Pretty soon, you'd have some big, jerky cow right up in your face saying, "Do my laundry?" - Get Fuzzy You can get the job done while still smiling. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1077291053254579622004-02-20T07:30:00.000-08:002004-02-20T07:35:27.920-08:00

"I've got a fever. And the only prescription is more cowbell!" You are Snoopy! Which Peanuts Character are You? brought to you by Quizilla "Thanks to you, our son has a huge wang!!"

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1076987708413366652004-02-16T19:15:00.000-08:002004-02-16T19:36:00.936-08:00

Vaginas have come and gone. But they will never really go away. Vagina Monologues went extremely well. We raised a lot of money for good causes. Lots of fun. Plus, I got to wear pleather pants. I had the best Valentine's Day of my life. It was the sweetest thing ever. I hope everyone had as nice a time as I did. Turned in my list of schools for student teaching. Moving to the burbs to

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1076084537580641092004-02-06T08:22:00.000-08:002004-02-06T08:24:00.543-08:00

Come see Dori, Anna, Deanna, and Rachel in... The Vagina Monologues by Eve Ensler Feb 13, 14 @ 7:30pm and Feb 15 @ 3:30pm Bone Student Center Ballroom Tickets: $5.00 w/ student ID and $8.00 general

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1075698103397034422004-02-01T21:01:00.000-08:002004-02-01T21:03:22.093-08:00

Floating along on the River Menses with Kaptain Kotex. F*ck. I love being a female. The enthusiam surrounding the porn store field trip is making me giggle. Stop it guys, you're killing me. It's a matter of finding a time when we all can go. Let me know. To some people... "love" is a four letter word. Like "work." Shits. And why does everyone freak out at the idea of going on a date

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1075432532974829312004-01-29T19:15:00.000-08:002004-01-29T19:17:22.996-08:00

I hate it! I go buy food. I eat it. Then I'm out of it. This week has been crazy as all get out. I would side with everyone and say it's f*n' cold, but I'm liking Kenny's idea of "It's not as warm as I would like it to be." Always think in the positive. Still lookin' for actors. Need two more males and possibly one female (depending on whether or not I decide to let Carebear do it). It's

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1075095890403496462004-01-25T21:44:00.000-08:002004-01-25T21:46:21.530-08:00

My name's Dori and here's my story... Great party last night. Mellodramatix. Booze, dancing, dudes, chicks, vegan cake. Vaginas are comign fast. Get ready. Car's pooping out. If you think someone needs help, give it to them... don't use it at the watercooler. Family Guy is my bible. My room's clean! New underwear: Thought they were shrinking, but I blame womanhood. Tell me about it.

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1074829388759181122004-01-22T19:43:00.000-08:002004-01-22T19:44:36.840-08:00

Dude, I was going to eat that! Coming up on some parties. Still missin' my mommy. Drinking white cranberry-peach juice this week. My dwelling place is a mess. I like dictionaries. Yogurt with little Crunch bits is rockin' my world. Vaginas are definitely coming. I want to see Laurence of Arabia. Gotta stop watering the rack. Hair's still brown. I think my underwear's shrinking. A bacon

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1074541746197496682004-01-19T11:49:00.000-08:002004-01-19T21:50:06.513-08:00

Always a bridesmaid... Skool's back. Poop. My body's exploding like a lamb that got caught eating eucalyptus. I love my mama. Feeling extremely homesick. Apple juice is better than ever. Vaginas are coming. www.trumpetboredom.com Mom bought me a giant stuffed leopard. His name is Legolas the Super-Bad. Thanks Ma and Jake. Four Non-Blondes: What's Goin' On? I pray for Teddy, my little

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1073968681983528222004-01-12T20:38:00.000-08:002004-01-12T20:39:26.390-08:00

Computers and cell phones can suck my ass. I would like to read your comments, but my bitch-ass PC is f*@#in' around and I'm having a shitty time trying to fix and deal. Plus, my cell seems to not want to do shit. It says my call is going through, but I never hear it ring or anyone pick up on the other end. And I'm not receiving any calls either. What the f*@# do I have a phone for then?

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1073854855801198882004-01-11T13:00:00.000-08:002004-01-11T13:02:13.360-08:00

Welcome back, Y'all! Long break. Not long enough, but hey. 'Twill be exciting to see all of you again. Unfortunately that has to happen at school. Argh. For those of you who are in your last semester...soak it up. Have as much fun as you can, make many more friends. Don't worry about making bad/weird impressions on people. Get over yourselves and have a good time. But make good choices.

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1072517525285720042003-12-27T01:32:00.000-08:002003-12-27T01:33:07.043-08:00

To the window!!!! To the wall!!! Till the sweat run down my...HAHAHAHA! i am so vry durnk right noe i don't think im tiping good enough. can yo read this? Doesnt matter. i Hope evryone's having a balst at their casas. i went oot on the town with my girfreind of 16 years. Jesi. she's great! she's Probably yhe only person who can get me to a club, put 5 dirnks in me and get me to dance on

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1072225781603444092003-12-23T16:29:00.000-08:002003-12-23T16:30:40.200-08:00

Stoopid cell phones and their need to impersonate lemmings! Like lemmings don't already set a bad enough example. So my cell is muerte. Call me at 2383, not 2384. I'm now utilizing my mom's cell. Woo Hoo! I'm a party animal!! YEAH! So home has been interesting. It's like pulling on a wet swimsuit and feeling the icy cold wetness on your bare clammy ass. And I'm sick of X-mas shopping.

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1071554353271566242003-12-15T21:59:00.000-08:002003-12-16T15:27:21.496-08:00

It's hip to be square! Whoa! It's rockin' here at Ye Olde Theatre Ed House of Dori, Maggie, and Carolyn. Web-cam time. See us manipulate yarn into scarves and blankets and create lovely wall hangings from intricate cross-stitch patterns. Oooh and Ahhh! No wonder we're alone. SMILE! *Group of teenagers piled up on the couch watching TV* Mom: Stop being such a prude. They're just good

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1071474282240280092003-12-14T23:44:00.000-08:002003-12-14T23:46:45.983-08:00

This week's random acts of pathetic... 1. Rearranging the furniture in my room and making curtains for a wire shelf unit. 2. Watching 6 movies with Carolyn and Maggie while drinking hot cocoa, knitting/cross-stitching, and getting even more confused about the opposite sex. 3. Eating the remainder of the cereal without milk. 4. Talking to my mom 4 times in one day (average is 2or 3). 5.

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1071175143779223852003-12-11T12:39:00.000-08:002003-12-12T08:59:12.340-08:00

Finals are done, man! So a few of us are still going to be in the area next week (Anna, Maggie, Carolyn, and I). If you wanna hang, let us know. Word. I want to wish everyone a safe trip home and Happy Holidays! Please use IM or Blog Comments to keep in touch with everyone over break. You know, to see how it's all going. I'd love to hear from people! I hope at least one of your Christmas

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1070916814776207122003-12-08T12:53:00.000-08:002003-12-08T12:55:54.513-08:00

Damnit Doll...get yours today! When you feel you want to throw the phone Kick the desk Or shout... Here's a little damnit doll You can't do without. Just grasp it firmly by the legs And find a place to slam it... And as you whack the stuffing out Yell "Damnit, Damnit, Damnit!!!" Brought to you by Dori, creator of the Brownie Puck.

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1070783835713296532003-12-06T23:57:00.000-08:002003-12-07T14:22:47.013-08:00

Oh Christmas tree, Oh Chirstmas tree... I may be crazy, but I'm not stoopid... This girl ain't no yo-yo. Check it. Yeah, I danced a bunch at the Winter Ball. Good times. And no, Nick, you cannot have the present under this tree. Cheeky monkey.

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1070605164379424782003-12-04T22:19:00.000-08:002003-12-04T22:20:04.546-08:00

Look Ma! I'm a vagina! Yeah... for those of you who don't already know... I'm in the Vagina Monologues next semester. Anna and Deanna are in it, too. Wowie! My mom and stepdad were walking through K-mart yesterday and they saw two of their friends from way back. Dad ran up to them and said, "Guess what? Little Dori's a clitoris." My mom laughed her ass off right there in sporting goods.

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1069921020538938302003-11-27T00:17:00.000-08:002003-11-27T00:17:32.920-08:00

Bout it, Bout it! So I went out with my buddy Jesi for dinner and a margarita at our favorite Mexican restaurant in town. Then we headed off to the District (downtown arts & entertainment area) to visit some of the pubs and clubs. Unbeknownst to us, it turned out to be like our freakin' high school reunion! I saw so many faces I haven't seen since graduation. It was weird. And they're all

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1069610738399850882003-11-23T10:05:00.000-08:002003-11-23T10:06:07.296-08:00

Give a little bit.... Give a little bit of your love to me.... Well, I'm at home...with my mom, dad, and 3 cats. It hasn't been all that bad. So far. Let's just say... it's goin'. Mom got me my first ISU sweathshirt. And I got new glasses. Thank the good lord. I got 2 new pair...and I would say they're very me. I don't know what else to say at this juncture. So, I'll leave you with this.

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1069136845900039182003-11-17T22:27:00.000-08:002003-11-17T22:27:49.060-08:00

Like the shark the panda has millions of teeth, which it uses like a hacksaw to cut through bone, candy, and fences. Thanks Larry. Another week has gone by like bacon-wrapped fat. I doubt this week is going to be just like buttah. I am excited that almost all the work for the semester is done. I am joyfully anticipating my trip home. I'm taking a special friend along with me for a couple

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1068436039998672582003-11-09T19:47:00.000-08:002003-11-09T19:47:17.316-08:00

My name is Dori. And here's my story. I'm from the reef and I don't eat beef. I know. A week. Beat me with reeds later. This past week has been kind of wicked. But thank goodness the weekend came and I chilled out. Fabulous weekend. Girls, ask me about it later. So I figured Jesus would play paintball if he were around. But one more question.... would he wear regulation footwear or

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1067845631280015472003-11-02T23:47:00.000-08:002003-11-02T23:47:09.670-08:00

Do you ever wonder what sheep would look like if they attended a health class? I feel great. I'm exhausted, but I feel great. Been hit in the proverbial shins a few times this week, as well. But wow, I feel ... just... content. If I could have any job in the world... A professional marching band instructor. Travel the world and work with different bands throughout the year. I can't marry

Dorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05985708597115154769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5631204.post-1067230116918655732003-10-26T20:48:00.000-08:002003-10-26T20:48:36.190-08:00

Good Times! Good Times! So I've had a really good weekend. I've spent some quality time with a new person that I really enjoy. I consider myself fortunate to have started getting to know him. Thanks again, Benny. I love you man. By the way, I am a little tipsy right now. I know what you're saying... Dori doesn't get tipsy! Well, I don't drink all the time. Anna and I went out for a

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A little girl asked her mother, "Can I go outside and play with the boys?" Her mother replied, "No, you can't play with the boys, they're too rough." The little girl thought about it for a few moments and asked, "If I can find a smooth one, can I play with him?" So I worked today. Thank goodness I don't have to close this week. That's so lame. My life has been pretty happy. Much happier

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A nurse walks into a bank, preparing to endorse a check. She reaches in her pocket and pulls out a rectal thermometer and tries to write with it. She looks up at the teller, pauses for a moment, then realizing her mistake, she says, "Well that's great...... just great.....Some asshole's got my pen." You represent... happiness. Boy, are you full of cheer or what...? You have asunny disposition

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"Open your hand and smile... while I pop you in the mouth." -The brown M&M gets his revenge. You are Snow White! What Disney Princess are you? brought to you by Quizilla Who's feeling exceptionally wiped out at this moment? Raise your hand. College of Ed are rat bastards and can kiss my rump. Majoring in education is tough shit. I want to know if I have what it takes. But that's not

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Hey Girls! Take a week's vacation on the River Menses paid for by the sins of Eve! What do you think? Will it sell? You're right. Probably not. Well, I'm still sickly and still swamped with the homework. I'm going to beat myself over the head with a loaf of bread. That's just what I do. If anyone is getting grossed out by my last few entries. I'm sorry, but this is how I deal. Just be

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It's the creepy crud... I am sick and tired. Literally. I felt like poop yesterday, and I fell like poop today. And the worst part is...I can't put down my schoolwork, because it has to get done by Saturday nite. Otherwise, I'll go crazy. Sick and homework just don't mix. You can be sick of homework, but it is difficult to do homework while being sick. This is so lame. Sinus pressure/

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Subliminal messages are everywhere... I'm on my way to being the sexiest nanny in the world. My costume is coming along quite nicely. Panera is kickin' ass. I truly enjoy it. hooray for menstruation Stop into Panera between 6am-12pm and grab a bagel and a mocha latte. I know how to make all the drinks. I know! I can't believe this week has lasted as long as it has. Cripes. I'm ready to

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Evidently, this is my personality. Protector The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizilla The hunt for costume pieces is coming along quite nicely. Found my hat. Gotta tweak it, though. Gettin' excited. I really need to get a start on homework. I realized I'm going to have to go to bed early Sunday night, because I work at 7am the next morning. So no staying up till 1 to

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It's Friday nite. I am an old lady. I took an afternoon nap, woke up, had a cup of tea and some toast. Now I am watching South Park and soon Reno 911! How exciting. I tried to take Mom to see Finding Nemo today, but the film strip was fudged up and they couldn't quite get it fixed. We came home and watched Nunsense, instead. But I did start the search for pieces to my Halloween costume.

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"It's [Thursday] nite. And I feel all right. The party's here on the West-side... This is how we do it!" Go, Montel Jordan. Gee-yah. Went to the doctor today. Yearlies are fun, aren't they, girls? All is well. Afterwards, picked up my mom at work then went out to dinner. Got my necked cracked at the chiro after that. Hurts so good. Now I am at home watching Planes, Trains, and

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Read my blog, dawg. You know you want it. I'm gonna give it to you. Band kids will think this is funny... A blonde soprano forgot to take her birth control and told her alto sax-playing boyfriend to pull out. He said, "What, am I sharp?" So Dori is now gainfully employed at Panera Bread Co. on Veteran's Parkway next to TGIFriday's. Yeah!! I don't think you'll want to come visit me, because

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Talking animals are f@*#in' hilarious! Aaaaaahahahahahahahah!!! http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/archive/getfuzzy-20030929.html http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/archive/getfuzzy-20030921.html Links didn't work in the original posting, so cut and paste, will ya? Are you ready to burst, baby?

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Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! Riiiiiiiiii- *chickoo* "Student Affairs. Want one?" Ah yes...the Sunday. I finally got my grubby little hands on some Hot Tamales and subsided my craving. I picked up a few other things from the Walmart, too. Yogurt, cheese, Tropicana Berry Punch, vegetable crackers, beef 'n' bean burrrrrrritos, dish soap. You're excited for me, right? I expected

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Pimpin' ain't easy...but it's necessary. Oh my goodness. This has been a fabulous day. I have done absolutely nothing. I woke up, had some tea and toast, then watched Notting Hill while drinking more tea. Then I started formulating my various homework assignments while watching SNL reruns and drinking more tea. About a half an hour ago, I set out on a mission to get bread, milk, and Hot

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Yay! Another Friday nite wasted eatin' rice and practicing my french horn. The f-horn is a sexy instrument. You just don't know it, yet. I am at a loss for content this evening, so I will make a plea... I need an idea for a new creative essay. The title needs to be "On fill in the blank." The piece needs to interweave some societal or cultural "truth" with my personal experiences. Any

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And now ladies and gentlemen.... an obscene interlude from Dori... What the F@*k is up with the F@*king College of Ed? If I had a dick right now, I'd tell them to suck it! For crying out loud they are a bunch of rat bastards and monkey F@*kers. They are out to screw me over and dick me out of getting anywhere in my existence on this planet! Who the F@*K do they think they are? They really

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"Having a woman just as a friend is like having 19 dollars in the bank and staring at your ATM card...it's useless." Exactly, Kimmy. Shout out to Benny! Thanks for adding me to your reading list. I thrive on the support of readers like you. I purchased "Superstar" this weekend. It's the movie about Mary Catherine Gallagher. Crazy funny. You should check it out sometime if you haven't seen

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Confessions of a Crazy Mind Why is it a necessary part of my nature to gawk at people from afar and not tell them what I really think? "You are great." "I've always thought well of you." "Would you like to go out for dinner sometime?" Now that I think about it...maybe I should ask... "Are you attracted to me at all?" "Should I give?" "Do I have any chance?" I've

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Dori: Haha...I sound like one of those dorks that gets high and starts to philosophize about the meaning of life and the universe. Friend: Well, that's what college is all about. Dori: When really all their talking about is sex and cheetos. Or thinking about it at least. I think everyone thinks about those things together at some point: sex and cheetos Friend: Sex, probably. I don't know

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"Optimism is an excuse for mediocrity." Dan Nichols (not famous) I am by no means a great writer. Nor am I good. I am satisfactory. I find that my writing makes no sense and has no real purpose. I can write academic essays, sure. But stuff that makes a difference...I'm not sure I've ever had the chance. So I'm being forced to write creative non-fiction. Topics are not hard to come by.

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"My sexual drive is detrimental to my ideals. I must no longer be overwhelmed by sexual passion or I will be degraded beyond hope of recovery." The Conduct of Life by Maria Irene Fornes I'm not really a sex fiend. I really should stop being so lazy with my classes. My situation is ludicrous. I can't seem motivate myself to get anything done right now. I think procrastination is going to hit

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My Archetype: The Catapult Handy in the real world manipulation of objects and events, this personality type is easily enthused by practical projects. Once gaining the interest of the Catapult, a project will be quickly and sometimes manically dealt with. That energy however will be invisible to those not witness to it. Abrupt is a watchword of this personality. Spontaneity is important to the

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You know Jesus thinks you're fat when he gives you a Diet Pepsi when you push the Wild Cherry button. Thanks Brian. I thought I just cleaned my dwelling place. Holy crap. Where did all this stuff come from? Ugh. I need to get the stoopid sound fixed on my pc. Not having the ability to play my 80's hits is killing me. You know what I like? Cookie Crisp and YoCrunch yogurt with little bits of

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It's hump day!!! Instead of doing homework, I decided to rent There's Something About Mary. It's an okay movie, so far. I'm not finding it terribly good. I don't think I'll rent it again. Mary's bangs are funny, but I'd rather see them on Catherine O'Hara in Waiting For Guffman. It just seems funnier. And does Cameron Diaz ever wear a bra? I mean, c'mon! The best part was when Ben

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It's Labor Day! And my day has not been so laboring. I went to the burbs yesteday. I had to leave at 6am to pick up the carpool. I didn't get to bed the night before until 1:30am. Maggie and I went out to The Loft and met up with Brian Noble and Jared Beckley. They are crazy. One of Maggie's new friends has a funk band called Fat Tuesday and they were playing that night. Good stuff. I

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Rate my ex-boyfriend. Hotornot.com http://www.hotornot.com/r/?eid=GYNZOQK&key=TRA He asked me to rate him. At this point in time...not a good thing to ask me. Not fair. Antonello, you know what's up. You, too, Anna and Leigha. And Maggie... let's hope yours doesn't do this to you. FOR CRIPES SAKE!! Who wants to go roller skating? We've got a rink! Let's use the mothaf*@&#er!!!! POW!

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To quote my friend Jason, "So ESPN said that Maryland was coming to DeKalb for a scrimmage before they started their season. Well I guess they didn't realize that Dogs eat Turtles... GO HUSKIES!!! " So I went quizzin' last night if you couldn't tell. Damn boredom, and damn you people for sharing quizilla. So I applied at a good number of places. I hope I get called by Applebee's, Friday's,

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Raver Bear Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You? brought to you by Quizilla Hahaha! Look at the bear's tummy! -Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Whichmeans you're rare or that you cheated :P You'rethe kind of chick that can hang out with yourboyfriend's friends and be silly. You don'tcare about presents or about going to fancyplaced. Hell, just hang out. You're just happybeing around

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Nightmare Before Christmas! What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by Quizilla I can't stop with these quizzes. Damn you people for finding them. Might as well face it: I'm addicted to quiz.

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What Finding Nemo Character are You? brought to you by Quizilla Of course I am.

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Holy poop. I hate money. Don't you just wish the whole world could run itself without money. We could all work and share what resources we have. I am going out job hunting tonight. It should be a hell of a time. I will be going quite a few places. If anyone wants to join me, call my cell. For those of you who don't have my cell number, call someone else to get it. Like Anna-Louise or

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Damnit! I just tried to post and the damn thing ate it. Shit. We'll talk tomorrow.

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Heyo! It's hump-day. Half way through the second week of classes. Yee haw! Giddy-up. So I often find myself talking to the frozen foods when I go grocery shopping by myself. I open up the door and ask the food, "How's it feel to be frozen?" It doesn't answer back, of course. It's just kind of fun. It's like in Real Genius when Val Kilmer opens up the freezer in his dorm room and asks, "

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All righty-roo!!! I'm back! It has been exactly two weeks since my last post. Moving's a bitch. And getting a network set up in a new house with 2 PC's, a MAC, and a notebook is a crock of crap. But after many trials and tribs, we finally got it. The new school year has just begun. How fantastic is that? My classe are mediocre at best, but I think I will be triumphant. I am optimistic.

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Don't hurt me. I realize it has been almost a week since I have posted anything. I've been busier than a one-armed paper hanger. I am slowly moving into my new place. I have so much stuff, it's crazy. A lot of it is supplies and books. I have tons of clothing, as well. I need to get rid of a lot of it. I would like to take it to a homeless shelter either here or the one at home. The one

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Oh my goodness! Shakesfest is almost over and school starts in a week and a half!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! I am settling into my new house slowly. I have unpacked a major portion of stuff. The clothing is going to be the worst. I am a clothes horse and I need to unload a lot of it. If anyone knows of a homeless or battered women's shelter, please let me know. As much as I like the Salvation Army

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I hate Sundays. They always make me feel like complete crap. As opposed to half crap or something. Erin, Leigha, and I went to Lincoln's home today in Springfield. We also stopped by his tomb. It was totally awesome. On the way out of the cemetery, we saw the Illinois Vietnam and Korean War memorials. The memorials took my breath away. I could only cry. Someone had actually left a letter

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Buh...bop bop bop bop. Buh...bop bop bop bop. We are strong! No one can tell us we're wrong. Searchin' our hearts for so law-a-yong. Both of us knowing... Love is a battlefield. I wish I was Pat Benetar. I also wish I was an exceptionally tan, platinum blonde stackhouse in a sequin mini-skirt setting the floor on fire in the National Competitive Ballroom Dancing circuit. That would be

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I just conferred with my good buddy, scientist Jacob Rex Walker. He's not really a scientist, but I completely trust his judgement. He has a salamander. He said that I can think of eating chicken as eating a descendant of a dinosaur. Dinosaur actually means terrible lizard. But dinosaurs weren't really lizards either. The namers just thought they resembled lizards and thought it most

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Today is a new day. *sniff* I have a car in my possession and it is wonderful. Except I accidentally popped a glass bottle under my tire outside World Market this morning. I was frightened. My first day tooling around in the vehicle and I almost mess it up. Dork! So... yeah. Erin and I made sure Anna got off to work okay (she has a really long and treacherous drive). She works at Steak 'n'

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Good morning. Look, Teddy, socks! I just had one of the best nights of my summer. My best buddy came down to the festival with a bunch of our friends, saw the show, went to Denny's for loaded cheese fries, and then we stayed up all night talking. I don't get to see him often, and we talk about everything when we do get together. Who's with who, who's doing what, and so forth. Now I have to

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How do? My name is Dori, and this is my first time blogging. (Crowd says, "Hello, Dori.") I have little to say right now. But I am thinking plenty. I don't remember what I was thinking about, but I can promise I was thinking. Short-term memory lasting about 5 seconds. I'll get back to you soon. But Hi!

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