it's been too long. much much too long. according to livejournal, my last update was 97 weeks ago.
i can't believe it's been that long. i don't even know where the last 97 weeks have gone.

it's dark outside my window. the wind is blowing fiercely. and my mind is spinning in a hundred different directions and i can't seem to rein it in
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i need to take a vacation. not just a few days off from work, but the real, live, go somewhere many miles from here,
drink till i pass out and relax cause there's nothing else to do, kind of vacation. i think it's time. it's been longer than 97 weeks since i took the time to go out and find myself again. yes, it's definitely time.

♥ REO 9.25.84 - 10.3.04 ♥
it's been 5 years now, and i have to say, it hurts just as much now as it did the day i found out he was gone. i don't know what it is that drives us after we love and lose certain people in our lives. and while we do continue to live our lives after their gone, sometimes it feels like going on without them is somehow wrong. and sometimes it feels like nothing can or will ever be good again. i keep thinking that the pain will eventually go away, but i know it's with me, no matter where i go. no matter what i do, it's there. it's a constant reminder that i'm human. that we all are. and it's a constant reminder that the most important thing in life is to show people you love them. to show people you care. to never let them forget that there's someone else out there who needs them in their life.

promise me this: if you don't do it already, today you'll start to make it part of your daily routine to tell the people in your life that truly mean something to you just how much you care and love and cherish them - and don't let them ever forget it.

peace and love.
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i'm on a mission to bring the word 'rad' back into conversation.

i was given the task of incorporating it into a conversation with my new best friend (the waiter at margaritas that served us on sunday - mike w., it said on the bill) and succeeded...twice. however, the first time no one really heard it so they said it didn't count. i did manage to get it into the conversation later on while talking about britney spears with new bff, mike w. and i've decided that now is the time to get the rest of the world to start saying the word 'rad' again as well.

i've succeeded in saying it in at least one conversation a day. yesterday i managed it three times. i'm going to continue to use it from now on, and i'm asking you all to do the same.

and here are some pretty rad ways to bring it into your next conversation:

dude! that's totally rad!
hey, you know what's rad?
seriously, he's pretty rad.
yo, that shit's rad!

good luck and godspeed.


peace, love, and rad.
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i've decided now is the time for the early nineties rock band revival.

i'm starting with candlebox.

and in discussions about this so-called revival through email at work, ethan has come up with a list of nineties rock bands, that, should they come together for a concert - i feel as though it would be the "rocking-est" line up of all time.

they are as follows:
candlebox
collective soul
green day
bush
stone temple pilots
blind mellon (now i realize that their lead singer is no longer living, and that might make things difficult, but i think it could work - i mean, hey, if christ can come back, why can't shannon hoon?)


we're open to suggestions on this one...


peace and love.
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so my parents are on vacation this week. camping up at the lake which leaves me alone at home with the dog. which is perfectly wonderful.

and i just admitted to my dad that the house is in perfect condition, just as it was when they left due to the fact that all i've done the last two days is hold "no-pants" parties (with myself) in the living room while watching the sox games and drinking his beer. at which point he laughed and then said "i'm gonna kill you if you were sitting on the leather couch without pants" ...not a word about drinking his beers though.

(and please, it's not like i didn't have underwear on while i was sitting in the living room, because let's face it - the fact that there's no shade in the window in the kitchen which has a direct view from the neighbors living room of whomever is sitting on the couch creates a bit of a problem with the whole sitting completely naked in your living room thing. now, i know some people are okay with that [other people watching them while they're naked], but i am not one of those people.)

and that's my story for you today.


peace and love.
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hello, my name is stephanie maloof and i have a problem.

i like to stare at boys with cute butts.

occasionally i get caught.

and occasionally it's embarrassing.

but mostly it's funny.



peace and love.
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