Jadedtherealme's blog: "Listen Up"

Hrmmmmm I know this a free site and it can be kinda fun but I got to say these people suck. Apparently you cant have multiple people sign in and make an account if they live in the same house hold and you send invites to there email. All my points were wiped out and they say the system tag it as fraud and they cant be restored. Bullshit but anyway. Guess it is back to pushing Myspace and other chat sites. Kisses

Get your butts to Dirty Lil Secrets Lounge for my Fu Wedding going on NOW! The wedding was great thank you to Princess RBK for letting us have the wedding in her lounge Dirty Little Secrets and thank you to Rev Eternal for performing the wedding it Rocked Vegas Style.

It is the last day of 2007. I am ready for The New Year and my resolution is to look back at 2007 and make sure 2008 is even better than 2007. So here is it Leo's last Horoscope for 2007. Monday, December 31, 2007 Leo (Jul 23 - Aug 22) You must be careful, for your desire for pleasure may outweigh your need to be responsible. Fortunately, you can probably make it through this time without getting into too much trouble. Unfortunately, you might not be able to enter your anticipated garden of delight. Patience is crucial; if you can wait, you will likely get what you want. Have a Safe and Happy New Year!!!!

He didn't like my casserole And he didn't like my cake. He said my biscuits were too hard.... Not like his mother used to make. I didn't perk the coffee right He didn't like the stew, I didn't mend his socks The way his mother used to do. I pondered for an answer I was looking for a clue. Then I turned around and smacked the shit out of him... Like his mother used to do! HA!

I recieved this in an email from a friend. I get these all the time they can be really cool and make you think. FAKE FRIENDS/REAL FRIENDS FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food. REAL FRIENDS: is the reason you have no food. FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM FAKE FRIENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong REAL FRIENDS: Would sit next to you saying 'Dawg ... we screwed up... but that was fun!' FAKE FRIENDS: never seen you cry REAL FRIENDS: cry with you FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back REAL FRIENDS: keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours FAKE FRIENDS: know a few things about you REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say 'I'M HOME!' FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile REAL FRIENDS: Are for life FAKE FRIENDS: will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you. REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE, IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE. I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS. WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS, A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A MARINE, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE, CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES MARINE. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT, OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE MARINES, WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT! SOON ROUND THE WORLD, THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY. THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE MARINES, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE. I COULDN'T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE, ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE, I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY. THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE, "SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE; I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON'T ASK FOR MORE, MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS." THE MARINE ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP, I COULDN'T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP. I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS, SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL. I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT, THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT. THEN THE MARINE ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE, WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA, IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE." ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT. "MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT." This poem was written by a Marine. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable. PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U. S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed.

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