Well alty. If you'd wait a little bit... jeez.

I'm at the library. Currently running on very little sleep, 3 cups of coffee and 2 energy drinks.

Oh, HC'll be back soon. We took separate cars ;)

Sneezy, I'm a woman, we are not patient people. Sorry girls, maybe I should speak for myself, don't get mad, I switched from coffee to beer, I know not what I say.:o

You made HC take her own car, what kind of date are you, honestly, I had such high hopes.;)

well you know... first date... I figured she'd feel better if she took her own car so she can split whenever she wanted to. I had her in my thoughts =D

also, I really hope HC doesn't come back tomorrow thinking, "...sneezy's def out of my 5"

does canada have "my 5?" (it's a t-mobile thing)

Okay, t-mobile + Alty = Not bloody likely.

We do have t-mobile here, it's just not on my top 5 list of things I need.

Hey Sneezy are you coming to the barbecue? What kind of dog do you have, if it's small then my dogs can chew on, I mean play with your dog. I'm shooting for June or July. Before you ask, My hubby has dibs on working the barbecue, don't make the poor guy relinquish the barbecue, he's already losing his hair, the barbecue would push him over the edge. Don't tell him I said that, I'll deny it, he'll believe me, I'm female and very flexible.:D

Haha. I'm down for the bbq.

I have a 5 lb long haired chihuahua. It looks like a mini-golden retriever. She's whiny. To be honest, she's a . Grr. Should have gotten that husky... but it was originally intended as a gift for my mom... til I brought her home and my mom told me she didn't like dogs that shed. Thanks mom.

Your hubby can take the bbq all he wants. Less work I do for my food, better off I am.

I just realized that I'm losing my hair... slowly. Granted, I have LOTS of hair, but every time I take a shower, I look down at all the hair I'm losing and I cry a little.

I personally like bald guys, Vin Diesel, yummy, wouldn't kick him out of bed for making crumbs.

I just said way too much on another site, the one about the number of sexual partners people have had. Honestly, when I have a beer my mouth just won't stay shut, apparently my fingers won't stop typing either. Oh well, didn't give an actual number, just said that MarriedGuy wouldn't consider me date material.

Hopefully this doesn't take anything away from my message to teens, I still thing that abstinence is best, I just didn't follow my own advice. Do as I say, not as I do.

Gosh Alty, stop typing already!

Do as I do.

Hey Alty I did see that... and the one about your little blue friend... lol :-)

Okay, refresh my old memory, little blue friend?:confused:

Sneezy, "do as I do" be more specific.:p

Got to put the rug rats to bed. Type at you all later.

Alty out, for now.

do as I do... in all aspects of life.

you can't go wrong. =D

Shouldn't I be saying that to you, after all, I am older than you. :)

I have no regrets in life, everything I've done has lead me to were I am now, and that's a good thing. Nope, no regrets.

Really?

That's awesome. I wish I can say that for myself... and seeing that you're older, that's more kudos to you.

I regret... going to the school I am going to... as well as choosing the major that I chose. I look forward to the future. 7 weeks and counting.

If you truly aren't happy then you still have time to make different choices. You only have one life to live, one chance, if you have a dream than go for it, no one else is going to do it for you. Good God do I ever sound old. Sit down son I'm going to give you some motherly advice.

I'm not saying I haven't made mistakes, there are things that I wish I could take back, but they've all lead me here, delete one thing and I'd be somewhere entirely different. I've made mistakes, but I've learned from them, thankfully none of the mistakes were deadly, I got lucky, not everyone can say that.

Ooh, serious talk. Funny time. One of my bunnies farted again. Stinky cheese bunny butt. Eww!

Very true... the butterfly effect I guess...

I don't have time to change schools... or my major. I have 7 weeks left.

I am extremely happy about going to med school... I've wanted to be a surgeon since I was 12. My major, on the other hand... grr.

I'll suck it up.

Ah Sneezy, you'll be fine. Like you said, only 7 weeks left and then you can start med school. I read somewhere that people compare you to Dr. House, I love that show, hope you aren't taking vicodin though, nasty drug to get into. :)

Well, I have once again opened mouth and inserted foot on another post (told you I was flexible) this time it was the Teen Sex post, I just may have undone everything I've been trying to do concerning teens and sex. I hope not, it's something I really want to help change, I feel very passionately about it. Oh well, to late now, hopefully I didn't do too much harm. Now I'm worried.

People often compare me to dr. house as I am sarcastic + dry... and make fun of everyone.

In addition to working in research, I also work for the medical examiner (morgue)... and the general consensus of me working with dead people is:

- I can see you doing that...
- yeah... out of my friends, if ONE person worked in the morgue... it'd be you

I see dead people?

Yikes, I have no desire to work in a morgue, but then again, I have no desire to be a surgeon either. When my Dad was sick I had to give him daily injections of Vitamin K, every time he saw me coming with the needle he winced. I'm not cut out for that kind of work.

I'm a bit squeamish, not when it comes to my kids, but other people yup. I can handle just about anything when it comes to my own body, except with regards to my eyes, just don't touch my eyes and we'll be fine. Yuck.

Sneezy sweetie, I'm going to hit the sack, I've got a long day tomorrow and it's going to start early. I need at least 7 hours and a full pot of coffee in order to function, another reason not to be a doctor.

Good night to you, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite. Type at you tomorrow.

Alty over and out.

I hope this sweet pic works! ;)

... that's me at 5am. Cept my slippers are HOMER SIMPSON'S.