Saturday, February 04, 2006


"This document contains no data" my ass!!!

Don't worry, this post includes no pictures of an actual ass. Although that might also give strulson some nightmares, depending on whose it was. This post is to say that I can only get to the front page of this blog!!! Enough to get teased with a one-liner title, click on the arrow to read the post, read the post, but I can't reach ANY of the comments!!! Anytime I click on View This or View Blog I get the message that, well, SUCKER, YOU CAN'T SEE THIS! Therefore, all of the pics--I can't see and all of the comments--I can't see!
Needless to say, I'm pissed!!! I hope I will be able to view them soon.
Am I the only one with such problems as this???
Since I can't comment on Chris' recent post, I will share that my first kiss, when it actually happened more than 21 years after my birth, was riddled with usual steph foot-in-mouth klutziness. Which you can imagine would be interesting (perhaps third-rate pornworthy) ... to try your first kiss with a foot in your mouth. My almost-first-kiss occured when we were sitting on our "first date" and I blurted out, "um, I really want to kiss you right now but I have really bad dry mouth." Yes, I actually said that. Luckily, I have a patient boyfriend who even at that time knew me well enough to expect nothing less to come from my mouth. I considered that a failed night, despite the fact we stopped by mcdonalds to get something to drink (so my mouth wouldn't be dry, I guess so I could actually kiss him) .. so I was done for for hte night and refused anymore "shenanigans." A few nights later when I actually did the deed, it consisted of much of me laughing and saying, "Oh I'm sorry" so typical me ... While I was significantly older than Chris when I had my first kiss, I can assure you, I felt much much younger than the 8th grade.
Of course now I am a pro and can kiss anyone, anywhere, in my sleep! But you all already knew that.


My first kiss

So I have this memoir class this semester, and one of my first assignments was to write about a "first" in the voice of innocence (which means, from the perspective of when it happened) and the voice of experience (me now reflecting back). I got carried away and the voice of innocence ended up being like 3 pages single spaced. I'll give a quick recap.

My first kiss was with Candace Haabak when I was in 8th grade. It was at an unsupervised, popular kid party at this girl Marie's house. Everyone there knew that I hadn't kissed anyone yet and, since me and Candace had been dating for two weeks, that it was going to be my first time. I felt so much pressure because everyone kept bringing it up and asking me about it and shit. When I finally did get around to kissing her, it was literally two minutes after she had smoked a cigarette. She had also just gotten her wisdom teeth taking out. So added to the awkwardness of a first kiss, there was smoke-breath and blood-mouth on top of it. My first thought while kissing her was literally, "This is like licking a slug!" Needless to say, I didn't enjoy it.

Okay, there is me being candid. Now it's everyone else's turn!

Thursday, February 02, 2006


Groundhog Dog!

I don't remember especially what this dog consisted of, but I was pretty sure it had something to do with Mark coming out of his hole and seeing his shadow. Please forgive the shoddy editing, all I had was my laptop and paint. Love you Mark!

Wednesday, February 01, 2006



I just want you all to know that now that Chris' blast from the past pics are done I have a huge gap in my life. For a 2 week span I would awaken in a sweat and just try to conjure up what possible picture could be the next that was posted. Some of these images were scary ( For example the time I pictured underneath the couch cushions) and some were down right sexy ( anything with Fleming and or a pinata). Now the only time I awaken in the middle of the night is because my girlfriend is coughing on me (which at times is strangely arousing, I dunno, you explain it). To try and fill this void I have tried out a few new hobbies as well. I tried growing a chia pet, but that just reminded me of the times I stroked Chris' chest hair (For visual see the last pic posted). Then I tried dying Easter Eggs, but alas its not Easter yet. So I decided to type out my feelings and I hope you all respect them, I am trying to open up here. I have poem I have written about my feelings: Roses are red, I am blue, without pictures in my life, I take a lot more poo............ok that was a stretch, but seriously I go to the bathroom like 27 times a day. Hopefully this last comment has left you all with a nice image that will keep you up at night! I LOVE You ALL!

Tuesday, January 31, 2006


Funny stuff

I thought that us sports enthusiastists (and Mark) would appreciate this.

Monday, January 30, 2006


Happy Birthday

Ms. Laura Williams!

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear faaaaaaatttty,
Happy birthday to you.

Sunday, January 29, 2006


This is the end....

So here we are, at the end of my roll of film. This was my personal favorite, and the one that had to wait till the end. Enjoy everyone. Thanks for playing.

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