Name:Tasha Country:United States State:Virginia Metro:Richmond Birthday:8/9/1983 Gender:Female
Interests:Being with People. Starbucks. Movies. Walks. Working out. Being broken. Seeking His FACE. Deep talks late into the night. Loving. Laughing. Living life and all that that entails... Expertise:Being Me. Over-analyzing. Making people laugh. Conversation. Listening. Loving people.
I bought the Orginal Pomplamoose songs on their website (NOT on iTunes!) and also downloaded the free copy songs. I noticed on one of their YouTube songs that they are having a T-shirt design contest. I suddenly felt like creating... :)
It doesn't matter if I win... It really doesn't. I had a lot of fun. :D
I took a screen shot from one of their videos on YouTube... Copied it into my Painter Essentials Software... Sketched the image on my Wacom Tablet with my digital pen... Opened the result of that labor into Photoshop... Filtered the image a little... And added a background of grapefruit...(has to do with their name)
My husband turned 25 this past Sunday. He may catch up to me eventually. We shall see. His birthday was great though. He got to open all his presents early. This will help balance out any presents that have yet to come. **cough cough** **ahem ahem**
We went out to eat at Carrabba's. If you have never been, you need to go. Now. I don't care what your other plans were. Go. IF you like amazing Italian food, that is... :)
We then went and saw Zombieland. It was funny... :) The middle was a little slower than I would have thought But it was still good. Don't see it if you don't like gore. There is one scene where this lady is flying out of her car through the windshield and hits the pavement neck/face first. I felt my spine shudder. Yikes is right.
We then had cake and ice cream and played Left 4 Dead 2 (more zombie killing - Chad's perfect birthday) LOL
A few pics are below. More are one Facebook, mostly because I am mad at Xanga for making their photo uploading tool more difficult - and therefore worse.
Yeah I forgot to take pics at the restaurant... But this is exactly what I ordered...
I don't understand why people at work can't be professional. Is that too much to ask? Is it possible to work somewhere where everyone acts like an adult? Is it possible for me to muster up an OUNCE of respect for my Supervisor? Not after today.... :-\
We didn't do anything for Halloween. If we had kids, then we might have dressed them up and taken them out to get candy. We don't have kids. We won't have any kids for a while - if all goes according to plan. By the time we actually have a child, it will still be a long time before they are old enough for Halloween. It made me miss Zane. Farmville, on the other hand, was off the chain this year! LOL (None of these are my farms, I don't have THAT much time on my hands.)
Cemetery:
That's right.... even Hello Kitty. :)
Updates on Chad's birthday weekend coming later on this week... Goodnight!
I am truly at a Quandary....An Impasse... Truly...
I have been thinking a lot about relationships. Especially tonight. Friends. Acquaintances. "Work Associates"
What defining characteristics do you look for in a friend? Do you have standards at all or could you be friends with just about anyone?
I tend to be more on the choosey side. I don't think this makes me wrong or snobby or anything. It is just how I am. It is in my nature.
I appreciate the following: - Someone who is a good listener - Someone who shows signs of actually wanting to get to know the real me - Someone with a good sense of humor - Someone with a decent sense of right and wrong and morals. - Someone who has enough in common with me for us to not run out of things to talk about or do - Someone who can be seriously or funny depending on what the situation calls for
I don't feel like that is a strict list. If you drink or smoke, I won't judge. If you swear, I don't usually mind so much. (unless it's outta control) If your views on the world, the government, God, music, etc are entirely different from mine, I don't mind. At least then we have much to talk about. :)
I just don't want or appreciate "casual" / "shallow" friendship. I know it has to start somewhere. I am willing to give most people a chance. I really am! I am not meaning for this to come across as snobby or anything.
It is just that... If I feel like you're going to interupt me everytime we talk... If I feel like your sense of humor is to make fun of me or others... If I feel like you think certain moral principles are easily tossed aside... If I feel like we can never talk because you are always having to crack a joke... If I feel like you would rather talk about yourself for 5 hours and then "look at the time I gotta go..." THEN I don't think we truly even stand a chance to become friends. Is it wrong of me to set these standards? Am I being harsh? Am I not giving people a chance to become better people? Am I writing people off too early?
I am just sick and tired of moving every 5 months... I miss being KNOWN... Understood... Listened to... Acknowledged... Cared about... I miss knowing people and being known.
It is sometimes hard to even get up the energy or motivation to try, when I don't see many options before me and I know that I have about 3 months before those options get entirely replaced all over again....
*sigh*
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"And the hardest part Was letting go, not taking part That was the hardest part
And the strangest thing Was waiting for that bell to ring It was the strangest start
I could feel it go down Bittersweet, I could taste in my mouth Silver lining the cloud Oh and I I wish that I could work it out
And the hardest part Was letting go, not taking part You really broke my heart
And I tried to sing But I couldn’t think of anything And that was the hardest part
I could feel it go down You left the sweetest taste in my mouth You're a silver lining the clouds Oh and I Oh and I I wonder what it’s all about I wonder what it’s all about
Everything I know is wrong Everything I do, it's just comes undone And everything is torn apart
Oh and it’s the hardest part That’s the hardest part Yeah that’s the hardest part That’s the hardest part" 'Hardest Part' - Coldplay
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