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Name: Jordan
Country: United States
State: Florida
Metro: Sarasota
Birthday: 5/11/1989
Gender: Female


Interests: Living life to the fullest.
Expertise: Being beautifully imperfect.
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Saturday, July 08, 2006

(shout out to Philpay.com for the sailboat pic. In his own words, nature must be shared. Much appreciation, buddy.)

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain

Sweetly blows o'er Lullaby Bay

It fills the sails of boats that are waiting

Waiting to sail your worries away


Wednesday, February 22, 2006

To whom it may concern:

Hello, all you blogger peoples of the world, this message is for my favorite color...he knows who he is, at least I hope he does.

Dear Mr. Blue,

I got your lovely CD yesterday and listened to it intently, I absolutely adore it and Canyon of Roundabouts will be on repeat in my room for quite some time.

Anywise, I was going to call you yesterday to tell you that it was in my posession, along with the note which made me smile when I read it; but you see, the phone number you gave me doesn't work. It gave me a little message that said I need to check the number because that one is not in service...

This is the number I have...705-845-7369

If that's not the right one, please correct me...I was most disappointed when it didn't work yesterday.

Love,

The Compulsive Magi


Thursday, February 09, 2006

Don't you just love it when people leave random, depressing comments on their xangas and never explain?

I will explain, eventually.

And Blue, I haven't checked the post office box in a while...maybe I ought to.

 


Thursday, January 26, 2006

Excuse me...

But fuck, this hurts...

I wonder how long I can hold up.


Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Everyone has heard the statement at one time or another, "is the glass half empty or half full?". Optimism and pessimissm are morphed definitions of reality. Optimists look at the proverbial glass of water and proclaim it half full because they are trying to make it more than it is. Pessimists simply do the opposite and attempt to make it less than it is.

In all reality, the glass is neither. The water is merely at the halfway point and it is neither half full or half empty it just is.

I am realist. I see things like they are; and fluctuation, although somewhat unexpected, still does not disrupt the overall balance that is life. For the most part, I am rarely surprised by anything. Normally things, according to characteristics and the like, tend to follow a basic pattern. Fluctuations and changes are part of the pattern. In spite of all the intricacies and distinct detail, overall, things become predictable.

I know from experience that certain things will occur at certain times. I know when people will fall back into old habits and I know whether or not they will conquer them. I know what will upset people, and I know what pleases them.

But then again, every so often, someone comes along who doesn't fit the pattern. Their thoughts and way of life so break the mold that for a moment things must stop. Things stop because a new pattern has been created. One that must be taken, studied, one where time must be spent discerning how this person works.

And this always interests me.

My friends, believe it or not, I have encountered such a case. Such a beautiful, spontaneous, unpredictable pattern that has not found itself across my path before now. This pleases me...oh, does this please me.

Maybe I'll enlighten you someday, maybe.

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