tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39540362011-04-21T17:25:33.029-07:00Worth RepeatingWords. We use them to describe the world we can touch and feel. We use them to describe the world within us, our thoughts, ideas, and emotions. Words.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comBlogger1781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1164487103693770002006-11-25T12:28:00.000-08:002006-11-25T12:38:23.706-08:00My Short SkirtMy short skirtis not an invitationa provocationan indicationthat I want itor give itor that I hook.My short skirtis not begging for itit does not want youto rip it off meor pull it down.My short skirtis not a legal reasonfor raping mealthough it has been beforeit will not hold upin the new court.My short skirt, believe it or nothas nothing to do with you.My short skirtis about discoveringthe Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1160769247185233962006-10-13T12:51:00.000-07:002006-10-13T12:54:07.196-07:00Laura's words of wisdom."Dance like there's an ass in your pants."Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1155846182207351132006-08-17T13:20:00.000-07:002006-08-17T13:23:02.206-07:00free show"So, stick around my fairweather friends - the show is free.""Yea, I'm on my way; radio playing; beautiful day. It's a great big world out there and it's all for me: and the show is free."Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1116788593024647192005-05-22T12:00:00.000-07:002005-05-22T12:03:13.030-07:00Maya Angelou"I couldn't tell fact from fiction or if my dream was true. The only sure prediction in this whole world was you.""Your ways of being are wondrous and mysterious. They are unique and particular to you. I would know you anywhere.""My heart is satisfied with it's conclusion: There is no sweeter love than yours.""Let choice whisper in your ear and love murmur in your heart. Be ready. Here comes life.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1113887824063598282005-04-18T22:16:00.000-07:002005-04-18T22:17:04.063-07:00the WILKINSONS"I don't want to lose you to LA. I don't want to lose you tonight. I don't want to lose you to LA...and all of the bright lights."Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1086330693191792032004-06-03T23:29:00.000-07:002004-06-03T23:31:33.190-07:00toothpaste for dinner"If you are like me and obsessively clean your glasses, raise your hand. Then raise your other hand (because you have to keep both sides even)."
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1086330516370581082004-06-03T23:28:00.000-07:002004-06-03T23:28:36.370-07:00Howie knows best"Wake up girls....George Clooney is where its at!
Now thats a man."
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1083177072914363512004-04-28T11:31:00.000-07:002004-04-28T11:35:21.920-07:00Ah, Genius"Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent." -NietzscheHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1081907044950795142004-04-13T18:44:00.000-07:002004-04-13T18:48:00.280-07:00ah, Sinatra. "I would sacrifice anything, come what might, for the sake of having you near. In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night and repeats in my ear, 'Don't you know, you fool? You never can win! Use your mentality, wake up to reality!' For, each time I do, just the thought of you makes me stop before I begin, because I've got you under my skin."
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1076904980790879612004-02-15T20:16:00.000-08:002004-02-15T20:18:54.060-08:00She's The OneI'm not miserable, I'm dissatisfied. That's what makes me successful.
-If I find that vibrator, I'm going to put it in an envolope and mail it to your mother. Along with a letter that details your perversions.
--Well, you know what? Go ahead! Who do you think bought me the damn thing? She knows my pain. Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1073665384973964782004-01-09T08:23:00.000-08:002004-01-09T08:24:48.560-08:00Caroline in the City"I'm a father? *pause* How can I be such a screw up, and yet have such competent sperm?!" Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1073415949121801852004-01-06T11:05:00.000-08:002004-01-06T11:07:29.123-08:00Fortune Cookie"You will pass a difficult test that will make you happier."
"4 11 8 3 16 35"
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1073200161520673672004-01-03T23:09:00.001-08:002004-01-03T23:10:58.186-08:00ANONImpossible is just a word.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1073200148029290642004-01-03T23:09:00.000-08:002004-01-03T23:10:44.700-08:00Dr. Seuss"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1069607096449538802003-11-23T09:04:00.000-08:002003-11-23T09:05:37.390-08:00feminineThe definition of feminism does not ask for two forms of photo ID. It does not care what you look like. It does not care what color skin you have, or whether that skin is clear, or how much you weigh, or what you do with your hair. You can bite your nails, or you can get them done once a week. You can spend two hours on your makeup, or five minutes, or the time it takes to find a Chapstick Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1065075087046070622003-10-01T23:11:00.000-07:002003-10-01T23:11:27.060-07:00hey, that's awful nice of ya.Matt-imatical says:
whats your duration, private?
Matt-imatical says:
( w/ matt)
"I hear she's got someone who really loves her." says:
6 and a half.
"I hear she's got someone who really loves her." says:
Yep, 7 this month.
Matt-imatical says:
i hope i never catch up
"I hear she's got someone who really loves her." says:
That was a really nice thing to say.
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1064552453241345262003-09-25T22:00:00.000-07:002003-09-25T22:00:53.396-07:00New Relationship DON'TsGuy: I thought you were trying to get rid of everyone?
Girl: Well, I thought: Your ex. My ex. Your best friend. My best friend. Every new relationship has some baggage...why not invite it all to dinner? Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1064552344143608652003-09-25T21:59:00.000-07:002003-09-25T21:59:03.473-07:00Ferret!Grace: Oooh I wish I knew some kind of voodoo so I could stop her, by turning her into a ferret!
Will: Yea...well, that's pretty much your only option.
(Will & Grace)Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1063765774397369542003-09-16T19:29:00.000-07:002003-09-16T19:29:34.543-07:00awful imageryFalling in love is just that - falling.
Sometimes you merely trip and stub your toe.
Sometimes you fall to your hands and knees.
But sometimes you smack your head against the pavement and die.
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1063764981014435162003-09-16T19:16:00.000-07:002003-09-16T19:16:21.326-07:00Calling it a simple schoolgirl crush was like saying a Rolls Royce was a vehicle with four wheels, something like a hay wagon. She did not giggle wildly and blush when she saw him, nor did she chalk his name on trees or write it on the walls of the Kissing Bridge. She simply lived with his face in her heart all of the time, a kind of sweet, hurtful ache. She would have died for him.
*unknownHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1063337021788885632003-09-11T20:23:00.000-07:002003-09-11T20:23:41.800-07:00Hey, stupid."100 000 sperm and you were the fastest?"Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1063334029722133642003-09-11T19:33:00.000-07:002003-09-11T19:33:49.736-07:00mmm...French Canadian"Don't mind her, she's french-canadian. Somedays she's Canadian, and can be quite pleasant. Today...she's obviously French."Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1063333150854013632003-09-11T19:19:00.000-07:002003-09-11T19:19:10.856-07:00Tea (from Vertical Limit)"You must try the tea, Indian of course. We may be at war with them, but there's no point in overreacting."Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1063081658151973502003-09-08T21:27:00.000-07:002003-09-08T21:27:38.156-07:00"Birth is the sudden opening of a window, through which you look out upon a stupendous prospect. For what has happened? A miracle. You have exchanged nothing for the possibility of everything."
-- William MacNeile Dixon (The Human Situation)
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1062107824005583702003-08-28T14:57:00.000-07:002003-08-28T14:57:03.850-07:00Good choice JamI used to think it was a terrible thing that life was so unfair. Then I thought, 'what if life *were* fair, and all of the terrible things that happen to us came because we really deserved them?' Now I take great comfort in the general unfairness and hostility of the universe.
-- Marcus Cole
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1060403810928906202003-08-08T21:36:00.000-07:002003-08-08T21:36:50.780-07:00Robert HeinleinLove is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1060273333001367162003-08-07T09:22:00.000-07:002003-08-07T09:22:12.963-07:00Saved By The BellMr. B: "Men don't need women. Women need men, it's in their genes!"
Zack and Slater: "Aww... Yea, we really miss the way they look in those jeans..."Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1060273217886379372003-08-07T09:20:00.000-07:002003-08-07T09:20:17.853-07:00Freaky Friday"Mr. Dude, you ROCK!"Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1060185545893364752003-08-06T08:59:00.000-07:002003-08-06T08:59:05.883-07:00Comics:imagine the pictures for these.
Says the alien, to s farmer, after exiting his spacecraft (a giant teacup):
A saucer? Hey! That would be more aerodynamic!
**********
Says the financial planner to his client. On his desk sits a crystal ball....
There's always and element of risk. No one has a crystal ball. OK, I have one, but no one knows how it works.
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1059702221941033842003-07-31T18:43:00.000-07:002003-07-31T18:43:41.900-07:00Imaginary weddings....Phoebe: I'm sorry I won't be able to make it to your imaginary wedding, I already have a Unicorn baptism and a Leprechaun Bahmitspha that day. Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1059702142931867032003-07-31T18:42:00.000-07:002003-08-06T08:45:20.076-07:00Too smart (Friends)Chandler: Well you have to tell her. Because otherwise you might think you're both going down the same path, but really, you're going down different ones.
Joey: I am going to take that book and beat you to death with it. Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1059064270829434732003-07-24T09:31:00.000-07:002003-07-24T09:31:10.776-07:00BizzaroQUIT IT!
[God buys a Billboard.]Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1058154589224930062003-07-13T20:49:00.000-07:002003-07-13T20:49:49.170-07:00Cats and DogsDawn: Together, we make the perfect woman.
Abbey: No, together we make the perfect political prisoner. Really, all we do is act self-righteous and starve.
Dawn is pretending to be Abbey. lolHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1058118277057870632003-07-13T10:44:00.000-07:002003-07-13T10:44:36.933-07:00Pirates of the CaribeanJack Sparrow: Because I can't sail this ship to Tortuga all by my onesy, savvy?Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1058118176891224782003-07-13T10:42:00.000-07:002003-07-13T10:42:56.780-07:00Cats and Dogs--Disapointment doesn't kill!
----You're right, regection kills. Disapointment only maims. Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057979346504246422003-07-11T20:09:00.000-07:002003-07-11T20:09:06.496-07:00FRIENDSMonica: See, they're as different as night and....later that night.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057979323483264642003-07-11T20:08:00.000-07:002003-07-11T20:08:43.476-07:00Dinner with the FamilyMom: You're an idiot!
Dad: Stop saying that, you say that every 5 minutes!
Mom: Well, you're an idiot!
Dad: YOU'RE and idiot!
*silence*
Dad: *laughs* URINE idiot!
*silence*
Dad: *laughter, incomprehensible* Cinnamon! That's a cinnamon huh?
Haley: Cinnamon?
Dad: Yea, PISS FOOL. It's a cinnamon!
Haley: What? *pause* Synonym?
Dad: Yea! Synonym. URINE IDIOT, PISS FOOL!
*Later....while mom andHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057885446535575422003-07-10T18:04:00.000-07:002003-07-10T18:04:06.423-07:00Football!If God wanted women to understand men, football would never have been created. Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057885415959911222003-07-10T18:03:00.000-07:002003-07-10T18:03:35.933-07:00I did a random-quote search on a quotations site. It's so pretty!
"With this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee worship, and with all my worldly good I thee endow."
Wedding Vow, Book of Common PrayerHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057885250575020372003-07-10T18:00:00.000-07:002003-07-10T18:00:50.410-07:00Jackie"I bet Michael wants me to feel sorry for him. And you know what I'm going to say to him...awwwwww--BITE IT CASSINOVA!!!"
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057885052036932272003-07-10T17:57:00.001-07:002003-07-10T17:57:31.850-07:00Charlie BrownNothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057885024191720712003-07-10T17:57:00.000-07:002003-07-10T17:57:04.003-07:00Sesame StreetLove and stoplights can be cruel.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057879956262361202003-07-10T16:32:00.000-07:002003-07-10T16:32:36.240-07:00Mamma Mia! [Lay all your love on me]sky: "I wasn't jealous before we met. Now every man that I see is a potential threat. And, I'm possessive...it isn't nice. You heard me saying that smoking was my only vice...but now it isn't true. Now everything is new. And all I've learned, has overturned...I beg of you...."
sophie: "Don't go wasting your emotion, lay all your love on me!
It was like shooting a sitting duck. A little small Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057623531806244402003-07-07T17:18:00.000-07:002003-07-07T17:18:51.770-07:00Buffy: You guys don't have to do anything.
Willow: But we're a team. Aren't we? You're the slayer and we're like, the Slayer-ettes.
Buffy: But you don't have to like, get yourself in danger.
Xander: Ha! I laugh in the face of danger...then I hide until it goes away.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
*yayness*Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057204811917689372003-07-02T21:00:00.000-07:002003-07-02T21:02:57.210-07:00My Cross to Bear
At my last job, one of my coworkers was a young woman who grew up in Ohio. Dayton, perhaps, I’m not sure. Anyway, she was as tall as I am, and she used to talk about how hard it was to find shoes in her size. One day she asked a clerk at Payless what the deal was, and why they couldn’t order more shoes that might fit a statuesque woman with feet large enough to keep her from Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057196062908121252003-07-02T18:34:00.000-07:002003-07-02T18:34:22.850-07:00"Everytime an actor gets her teeth knocked out, an angel gets its wings."
ROTFLHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-1057195828664051372003-07-02T18:30:00.000-07:002003-07-02T18:30:28.626-07:00“I can believe things that are true and I can believe things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they’re true or not. I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and Marilyn Monroe and the Beatles and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen – I believe that people are perfectible, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-105685373210208552003-06-28T19:28:00.000-07:002003-06-28T19:28:52.020-07:00"You hear that sound? That's the sound of the winds of change!"
--Kyle
"No more close-to-sex!"
--Matt
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959910972003-06-24T12:38:00.000-07:002003-06-24T12:38:20.300-07:00"Let me tell you who you really are."
-- in this life
Chantal KreviazukHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040842003-06-21T17:40:00.000-07:002003-06-21T17:40:27.530-07:00Beware of the fury of the patient man.
John Dryden
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040752003-06-21T17:39:00.002-07:002003-06-21T17:39:47.946-07:00From nonexistence I entered existence and what did I find? Bad weather.
William Markiewicz
Extracts of Existence
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040712003-06-21T17:39:00.001-07:002003-06-21T17:39:39.180-07:00When I walk on the street counting my steps, magic keeps silent and reality stalks me.
William Markiewicz
Extracts of Existence
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040652003-06-21T17:39:00.000-07:002003-06-21T17:39:15.926-07:00People reduced to the extremity of need are also driven to the utmost limits of their resources, and woe to any defenseless person who comes in their way. Work and wages, food and warmth, courage and goodwill - all is lost to them. The daylight dwindles into shadow and darkness enters their hearts; and within this darkness man seizes upon the weakness of woman and child and forces them into Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040472003-06-21T17:38:00.000-07:002003-06-21T17:38:08.166-07:00Do not fear your enemies. The worst they can do is kill you. Do not fear friends. At worst, they may betray you. Fear those who do not care; they neither kill nor betray, but betrayal and murder exists because of their silent consent.
Bruno Jasienski
Yasensky
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040402003-06-21T17:37:00.000-07:002003-06-21T17:37:28.723-07:00Two great European narcotics, alcohol and Christianity.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040212003-06-21T17:36:00.000-07:002003-06-21T17:36:05.803-07:00Ye have locked yerselves up in cages of fear and, behold, do ye now complain that ye lack FREEDOM!
Robert Anton Wilson
The Principia Discordia
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040182003-06-21T17:35:00.001-07:002003-06-21T17:35:43.706-07:00I am filled with fear and tormented with terrible visions of pain. Everywhere people are hurting one another, the planet is rampant with injustices, whole societies plunder groups of their own people, mothers imprison sons, children perish while brothers war. O, woe.
Robert Anton Wilson
The Principia Discordia
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-959040062003-06-21T17:35:00.000-07:002003-06-21T17:35:03.780-07:00The tragedy of it is that nobody sees the look of desperation on my face. Thousands and thousands of us, and we're passing one another without a look of recognition.
Henry Miller
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-958080802003-06-18T16:27:00.000-07:002003-06-18T16:27:23.786-07:00ANYA: This is the man that I plan to entangle
Isn't he fine?
My claim to fame was to mame and to mangle
Vengeance was mine
But I'm out of the biz
The name I made I'll trade for his
The only trouble is...
I'll never tell
XANDER: She is the one
Such wonderful fun
Such passion and grace
Warm in the night when I'm right in her tight-
Embrace, tight embrace
I'll never let her go
The love we've known Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-957015212003-06-15T19:49:00.000-07:002003-06-15T19:50:01.000-07:00I like how the title to this blog shows up on my edit screen. "I Dream, Therefore..."
"There won't be marriage, there won't be sex, but, my God there will be dancing!"
--Jules' good (gay) friend consoles her. [My Best Friends Wedding]Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-953462672003-06-05T15:47:00.000-07:002003-06-05T15:47:42.790-07:00The anticipation of touch is one of the most potent sensations on earth.
-- Richard J. Finch Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-953459062003-06-05T15:35:00.000-07:002003-06-05T15:35:55.343-07:00There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life.
-- Federico Fellini
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-951708032003-06-01T18:15:00.000-07:002003-06-01T18:15:17.280-07:00My feet have been around the world. My Feet have stood on solid ground. My feet have swam through ocean blue. My feet have danced beneath the moon. Although cut scared and bruised my feet continue to push on through in the snow sand and rain getting through the aches and pains longing for another day. My feet would have it no other way.
--matt.
this is so true.
I put my feet through hell, but Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-950557602003-05-29T16:33:00.000-07:002003-05-29T16:33:37.353-07:00All roads lead to Frome.
-Jeanne-Marie.
LOLHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-948694802003-05-25T13:06:00.000-07:002003-05-25T13:06:29.453-07:00Literature is where I go to explore the highest and lowest places in human society and in the human spirit, where I hope to find not absolute truth but the truth of the tale, of the imagination and of the heart.
-- Salman RushdieHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-948674762003-05-25T11:49:00.000-07:002003-05-25T11:49:30.023-07:00"A wrapped-up book is waiting for something."
"Perhaps our thoughts hold the dead captive as they do the living; and perhaps thier thoughts can touch us too. What are you thinking? she had cried. Oh how it maddens me not to know! Or was it he who had said that? Alive, thier love had been a mutual torment. Death, which might have imposed a merciful silence upon this dialogue, had not done so."
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-948111252003-05-23T19:05:00.000-07:002003-05-23T19:05:51.360-07:00A Learned Man
Oh! he knew all about Etymology,
Hebrew, She brew, jub-jub-ology;
Syntax, tintacks,
Hobnails, bootjacks -
He was full as a Pickfords van;
Those who backed and cracked up Edison,
Swore his jaw was more than medicine,
Simply because,
People said he was
A well-learned scientific man.
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-948083022003-05-23T17:20:00.000-07:002003-05-23T17:20:16.630-07:00Haley- I'll have to borrow that shirt sometime.
Jeanne- You'll have to rip it from my body... only don't rip it.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-947709662003-05-22T21:28:00.000-07:002003-05-22T21:28:34.213-07:00"I'm sure you've always had everything you wanted whether you knew you wanted it or not."
"Damn, that truth got in my eye. It stings like hell and it's making me cry."
Jessica: "Let's go somewhere."
Ryan: "No."
Jessica: "But, you haven't even heard my proposal."
Ryan: "See, that's the beauty of our friendship. I don't even have to hear your proposal to know that my answer is no."
Jessica: "I'mHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-947708832003-05-22T21:26:00.000-07:002003-05-22T21:26:36.273-07:00It made me feel warm and fuzzy.
Though that could be the hot chocolate I spilled in my lap.
--Matt. (much love)Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-947630942003-05-22T18:08:00.000-07:002003-05-22T18:08:30.336-07:00"It's raining Jeanne, hallelujah!"
*laughs so hard she cries*Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-947118572003-05-21T17:41:00.000-07:002003-05-22T18:09:42.000-07:00And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow. says:
You're wonderful
"Oh, I've been dreaming through my lonely past. Now I just made it, I found you at last." says:
You're not so bad yourself, you know.
And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow. says:
I didn't, but I'm glad Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-947117742003-05-21T17:39:00.000-07:002003-05-21T17:39:29.710-07:00I feel like we've got the stability of a long term relationship with the giddyness of a second date.
Okay, it was a really melty conversation. Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-947117392003-05-21T17:38:00.000-07:002003-05-21T17:38:35.110-07:00And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow. says:
Hard to believe it's been two months already
"Oh, I've been dreaming through my lonely past. Now I just made it, I found you at last." says:
Why is it hard to believe?
And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow. says:
Two Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-947116592003-05-21T17:36:00.000-07:002003-05-21T17:36:04.180-07:00"Oh, I've been dreaming through my lonely past. Now I just made it, I found you at last." says:
You need a Haley-fix?
And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow. says:
I *always* need a Haley-fix
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-945910962003-05-19T11:03:00.001-07:002003-05-19T11:03:46.663-07:00Inside the heart of each and every one of us there is a longing to be understood by someone who really cares. When a person is understood, he or she can put up with almost anything in the world.
~ by Rev Ed Hird ~ Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-945910722003-05-19T11:03:00.000-07:002003-05-19T11:03:18.176-07:00Think about it, there must be higher love
Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above
Without it, life is a wasted time
Look inside your heart, I'll look inside mine.
~ by Steve Winwood ~ Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-945910172003-05-19T11:02:00.000-07:002003-05-19T11:02:06.980-07:00This quote makes me melt:
The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.
~ by Maulana Jalalu'ddin Rumi ~ Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-945583122003-05-18T18:59:00.000-07:002003-05-18T18:59:01.210-07:00"I dream, therefore I exist."
-- J. August Strindberg
"There couldn't be a society of people who didn't dream. They'd be dead in two weeks."
-- William Burroughs
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-945582522003-05-18T18:57:00.000-07:002003-05-18T18:57:19.303-07:00"Let's face the obvious. Yesterday we were nerds. Today we're the cognitive elite. Let's conquer."
-- Chester G. EdwardsHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-945581462003-05-18T18:54:00.000-07:002003-05-18T18:54:57.000-07:00George's response to Howard's (& his wife) new excercise routine.
George: "Yes, You both seem very relaxed. You can cut the relaxation with a knife."
Howard inquires about George's marriage.
Howard: "You're still getting a divorce, aren't you?"
George: "Unless my exwife decides to fall in love with me again. Or, for the first time, for that matter."
George explains to Lucy why his buisness Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944817552003-05-16T19:52:00.000-07:002003-05-16T19:52:33.690-07:00Hate is not the opposite of love; apathy is...being uninvolved, detached, unrelated to significant events...The interrelation of love and will inheres in the fact that both terms describe a person in the process of reaching out, moving toward the world, seeking to affect others...and opening himself to be affected; molding, relating to the world or requiring that it relate to him...Apathy is a Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944811212003-05-16T19:34:00.000-07:002003-05-16T19:34:18.750-07:00STRAY CAT STRUT
- Submitted by The Chancellor
____________________________________________
Stray cats will not be fed.
Stray cats will not be fed anything except dry cat food moistened with a
little milk.
Stray cats will not be fed anything except dry cat food moistened with
warm milk, yummy treats and leftover fish scraps.
Stray cats will not be petted, played with or picked up and cuddled
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944808502003-05-16T19:26:00.001-07:002003-05-16T19:26:37.163-07:00Some times in life people change and that's the way it goes. Some times what we think people are isn't really what they are. We expect more of people than they can give. People come into your life for a reason, season or a lifetime. When someone is in your life for a reason, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They provide guidance and support. But you both may move on, once the needHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944808342003-05-16T19:26:00.000-07:002003-05-16T19:26:13.270-07:00“I would rather live in a world where my life is surrounded by mystery than live in a world so small that my mind could comprehend it.”
Harry Emerson Fosdick
“He called to me, Come to the edge. And I told Him I was afraid. Again He called, Come to the edge. And I told Him I would surely fall. Once more He called, Come to the edge! So I came, and He pushed me. And, I flew!”
Guilluame Apollinaire
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944807592003-05-16T19:24:00.000-07:002003-05-16T19:24:12.236-07:00"You're cold... How did you become so cold? You're still lost in the forest. But lonely, lost girls like us can rescue ourselves. You are standing on the edge of greatness."
I don't know where this is from, but I think it's wonderful. Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944807172003-05-16T19:22:00.000-07:002003-05-16T19:22:57.350-07:00communism--
you have two cows.
you give one to your neighbor.
capitalism--
you have two cows.
you sell one cow to your neighbor (for twice as much as it cost you in the first place) and use the money to buy a bull.
fascism--
you have two cows.
the government takes your cows and gives you the milk.
naziism--
you have two cows.
the government takes your cows and shoots you.
democracy-Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944804562003-05-16T19:14:00.000-07:002003-05-16T19:14:22.040-07:00"I too feel the wrath of a heartbeat."Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944799662003-05-16T18:57:00.000-07:002003-05-16T18:57:00.950-07:00This was my favourite quote for a long time. I was searching for files on my computer, and this one was labelled "intense" and I knew what it would be right away.
intense
but
mellow
expertly subtle
yet always sharp
natural
genuine
rousing
the perfect cup of coffee
or you?
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-944720302003-05-16T14:52:00.000-07:002003-05-16T14:52:34.853-07:00"The nicest place in all the world is right beside a friend."Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-941659142003-05-11T14:42:00.000-07:002003-05-11T14:42:50.653-07:00Principal--"That's exactly what the First does. It finds your achilles heel."
Faith--"No, it just talked to me. What, it does a heel thing too?!"
Principal--"It's a phrase. It means, your weak spot."
Willow "Hey, where are the girls?"
Kennedy *smiles, seductively* "It looks like there's only one girl here."
Willow "Yea, but where are the other ones? With their sleeping bags, headgear, and the Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-941656362003-05-11T14:35:00.000-07:002003-05-11T14:35:52.233-07:00Spike: "Something pissed me off and I...Unattainable, that's it!"
Buffy: "Fine, I'm attainable, I'm an attain-a-thon."
Buffy: "I don't want to be the one."
Spike: "I don't want to be this good-looking and athletic. We all have crosses to bear."
Buffy the Vampire Slayer.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-941652532003-05-11T14:25:00.000-07:002003-05-11T14:29:44.000-07:00"What the bananas! You are so lucky you did not just magically decapitate me! I feel so violated. I need a lozenge."
from BuffyHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-941183462003-05-10T13:41:00.000-07:002003-05-10T13:41:43.370-07:00"Oh my lord, this man was buried alive. But, he left a message. It says...Death...is only the beginning."
the mummyHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-941181362003-05-10T13:35:00.000-07:002003-05-10T13:35:16.796-07:00"I know, you're wondering...what is a place like me doing in a girl like this?"
"Uh, yea...something like that."
the mummy.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-940874722003-05-09T20:17:00.000-07:002003-05-09T20:17:02.533-07:00We're fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance. says:
Oh question for you, are your roses dead yet?
"Check your pulse. It's proof that you're not listening to the call your life's been issuing you." says:
Yes.
"Check your pulse. It's proof that you're not listening to the call your life's been issuing you." says:
They've been dead for several days now...
"Check your pulse. It's Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-940870642003-05-09T20:06:00.000-07:002003-05-09T20:06:14.033-07:00I've posted a few John Mayer lyrics here before, but recently I've come to realise that every word he has ever written is a work of art. Therefore, if you would like to read any of John Mayer's songs, and I suggest you do, visit this link. Although...some of the songs are covers and Good Charlotte songs. Don't judge me, it's not my site. it just has the most comprehensive list of his songs. *Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-940835822003-05-09T18:29:00.000-07:002003-05-09T18:29:46.920-07:00"this test violated me. It was a disheartening ordeal that left me a cold husk of what i used to be."
Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-940155492003-05-08T15:09:00.000-07:002003-05-08T15:09:36.903-07:00Want to read some more poetry?
It just goes to show you that one little stone really does send out ripples...
Goodnight.
Godbless.Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3954036.post-940153302003-05-08T15:04:00.000-07:002003-05-08T15:04:57.376-07:00Call to Arms (From Canada to the World)
Bonnie Adams
(hovering)
above the rhetoric of destruction
beneath us, we are divided
as people, multicultural voices
shout quietly for & against
(war)
our past legacy of peacefulness
blinks wide eyed at the world,
our people desperately hopeful
for prevailing heads in Parliament,
(needless threat)
show us the faces of our "enemies",
mothers, sons, Haleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321966186407242854noreply@blogger.com