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Name: Onyx
Gender: Female
Interests: Doug...writing, reading, sketching and I love hand-sewing. I cook from scratch, I love the lake, swimming, the lakewalk.
Expertise: Computers, Photography and videography, Computer Graphic design, cooking, wicca, trancing, navigation, silence, writing, analyzing stuff, figuring shit out, being non-existant
Occupation: I have a Job...
Industry: Media
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  SoliDeoGloriaSDG
MSN: je_taime_mon_cheri@hotmail.com
ICQ:  108701085
Yahoo:  onyx_virgo_in_love
Member Since:
3/9/2004
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|  Why does everyone call me when I am ont he shitter???  I am soooooooo not taking the phone into the can with me... I want to shit in peace. 
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| Interesting to say the least... I hate being in the middle of disputes... I know they have nothing to do with me... but sometimes I feel like I am supposed to somehow come up with a solution for the problem, or be the middleman, so to speak, between them all.
So...t he trip:
I left late morning on Saturday after putting some last-minute stuff into storage. I htthe road and made stops about every 3 hours or so at gas stations and rest areas. I was so tired I decided to stay the night in Bismarck, North Dakota. I had pizza for dinner... some of which didn't stay down int he morning. I got up early nd hti the road again. I have Piccies which I shall post as soon as I dig out my transfer cable. I stopped in the badlands... suddenyl realizing i crossed out of the central time zone and into the mountain time zome. Needless to say, it's been messing with my head since. I drove through the badlands and made it to Beach, North Dakota. This is the last city on the border to Montana. Topped off my tank and hit the road again. I stopped at a Kum & Go in Billings, and zoomed along to the place iw as supposed to turn onto 191. THAT was an interesting jaunt.
191 took me through Yellowstone National Park. I must say, it as beautiful. Unfortunately, I was unable to take pics there because some arseclone was tailgating me, not giving me a chance to slow down enough to get into a turnout. Driving through the mountains with a rude bastard on your tail makes for a trecherous trip. This was my first experience driving through the mountains. Mountains frigging suck during sundown and evening times. I finally made it to West Yellowstone, Montana and checked in with DOugie, and Hit the road again on what felt like the logest blooming drive through hell.
I rejoiced when I made it into Idaho... and was somewhat discouraged when i realized that i had like four more hours of driving to go. I stopped after pocatello to get gas, and then treked on to Idaho Falls. Topped off the tank again and headed to Twin Falls. One of the exits I took, was a tight angle. 20mph is a good plan... didn't help that some jerk in a chevy truck was on my tail the whole way. Sorry, my car might flip over if I take such a tight turn fast. Screw that.
*sidebar* I reserve the right to flip the bird to anyone who flashes thir brights at me when I am trying to drive on a tight curve cautiously. If you are late... it's your own damn fault. Riding my arse is not gonna make me drive any faster. I WILL slow down till you get the sense to pass me. *end sidebar*
75mph is fast enough and if they can't handle it they can bloody well pass me. AAAAAAAAAAnyways.....
I stopped at a rest area before Twin Falls, Idaho and called Dougie. I was so tired, and sore... and I must say,... cranky as hell. It was like 10 at night (local time) and dark and yeah. I was on the phone when i was startled by a chick coming out of the mensroom, gabbing on her cel phone. Stupid people and their dirty looks.
I finally made it to Boise, after taking one last gas stop in Twin Falls. Flying J gas stops frigging ROCK!!! I got a couple botles of Vault to keep me going, and zoomed back on the road. I took the exit Doug told me to, and called him from the McDonalds payphone... since the one at the Albertsons was BUSTED. Life was sweet... and I was Jet-Lagged.... or.. uh... Road-Lagged?
We poked into the Burger King (2am) and I got some food. Some little twerp chicks were staring at me fromt he car in front of me... making fun and stuff... I was tired and in no mood for stupidness... "What? You haven't seen a car with Illinois platres before? I just drove across four states... maybe you should pay attention to your own shit and leave me alone. Capische?" I got the deer-in-headlights look. they got their food and left... finally...
I got to my new home, and BAM into the shower, to bed and yeah. I am still road-lagged and nervous as fuck... my appetite is dead. I don't knwo where anything is, and wish some of the bastards ont he road would cut me some slack. Unfortunately, people are fundamentally stupid when it comes to new kids in town... which i find rediculous... btu wjatever. I'm back to the point where i have to once again prove myself to people who have absolutely no right to judge me.
Once i format the pictures, I'll send them on!!
Ta Ta for now!!
SDG
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| Negative energy
Sent at me
Will all be reflected
Back Times Three.
Rumortalk and spying
Whetever it be...
Protection to me is my will
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|  upset
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| Tall Trees
It is hard to find a joke today without a dirty word
or two in it,
but,
here is one:
Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing in
the woods. A
small
tree begins to grow between them, and the beech says
to the birch,
"Is
that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says he cannot tell.
Just then a woodpecker lands on the sapling.
The birch says, "Woodpecker, you are a tree expert.
Can you tell if
that
is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree. He
replies, "It is
neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch. It is,
however, the
best
piece of ash I ! have ever put my pecker in.."
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