My lap top has been kidnapped and I am afraid that my child will never be seen again. Goodbye music, photography, papers I have written and things that should never ever be seen by stranger's eyes. Oh well... my camera was stolen also. This happened Dec 21, 2009. Merry Christmas! >:(
I will try to write more about this story later but for know I have a speech paper to write.
Sorry for... not updating sooner. Till text time from my bunker down under, this is Karen, signing off. Good luck and goodnight.
The shirt I wanted but found the same one on clearance but a lighter color for $4.
The shirt I'm thinking about getting but realizing it just looks better from the side. $12
The shirt that looks better on the hanger. $12
The shirt that makes me feel awesome. Clearance $3.50
The sweater I wish I could pull over but not too sure about the price. $17
I went shopping with my mom the other day. I also bought some other things but they deserve better then the dressing room photo shoot.
I was working all of last week and this week I'll be doing the same but tomorrow I have a day off. Sadly Nathan goes to school. However on the 28th when I get out of Target (got the job) at 5:30 I'll be changing clothes to see KISS....
KISS!!!
I think the most awesome thing that did beat the news I am about to saw is that I finally get paid every week now. I will not be without money. I take care of some things. This does keep me from wanting to go back to school incase I'm offered a permant postion at Target. Moving to Smyrna looks slim now and I'm in a pickle. I am going back to school, I want to buy books and yada yada. I wish I could keep both jobs. I wish I worked at Target at the beginning of the year. (sigh)
don't know what it is? Here's a website that I came across thanks to Yahoo Answers. I didn't know what an inseam was and I never asked my mom. I guess a little embarrassed.
Search By Inseam
I'm about to go buy khaki pants because I'm working at Target! My orientation is Sunday.
2006
I never question what to do, it tells me what to do. The photographs make themselves with my help. ~Ruth Bernhard
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