HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!

ok. so, i thought i should say something brilliant about the new year coming and how twenty ten was a good year and maybe tell you all my new year's resolutions.
the only problem is i have nothing brilliant to say and i have no new year's resolutions.
how 'bout that for exciting.
well, actually i could make up some things to say. would you like that? you'd like that very much? i thought so. (hahah! classic cleache' (that's supposed to say cliche only i spelled it wrong-please bare [or is it bear?] with me...i don't have much training in spelling French) ok, here goes nothin':

new year's resolution #1-spend more time with family and friends
new year's resolution #2-get fit
new year's resolution #3-"tame the bulge"
new year's resolution #4-quit smoking
new year's resolution #5-enjoy life more
new year's resolution #6-world peace
new year's resolution #7-get out of debt!
new year's resolution #8-learn something new
new year's resolution #9-help others
new year's resolution #10-get oranized

those aren't actually my new year's resolutions (although some of them aren't bad)...i just looked up "most common new year's resolutions" and that's what came up...except #6, that's my own creation.

and that's my brilliant post! have a good new year's eve, new year's day, new year and life!!

this is SJ-signing out!

clementine seeds

I think the clementine people enjoy tricking us, their loyal, unsuspecting customers. They look all innocent, packaging their bright orange spheres of delicious juicyness in little wood boxes with mesh tops or little holey bags, but no, they are out to get us! By labeling their fruits as "seedless" they are simply trying to brainwash us all into the belief that their clementines are without the nasty, crunchy seeds that are bound to ruin a perfectly scrumptious snack. They are not seedless! How can they, after all, be sure that their clementines are with out seeds?! There is no x-ray machine that they process their clementines through to make sure that they are perfectly with out seeds. There is no way of pinching or feeling them to make sure that there are no seeds contaminating the juicey goodness. There is NO way of knowing whether or not the clementines are in fact SEEDLESS!!!! How could they label their clementines "seedless" if they are not positive?! And yet, how could we, the loyal consumers of such refreshing fruit, be so naive to believe that the clementines are perfect and with out seed. How could we, the eaters of the scrumptious snack, the tasters of the orange spheres, the slurpers of such refreshing juice that so tastefully squirts from the orange wedges of splendor, how could we be so gullible, so ignorant to believe such claims?! The next time you excitedly reach for a clementine do not be surprised if, as you enjoy the savory flavor of a juicy wedge, you crunch on a nasty, seed. Together, we can ruin the clementine producers fun by expecting the inevitable and not believing their "seedless" claim.




(disclaimer: I don't actually know if anyone markets their clementines as seedless...it just sounded good...but I have fallen victim to the disappointment of biting into a clementine and finding it infested with a big ugly seed....)

SNOW!!

 here are some pictures i took of the snow....and my sister. :)

my sister in the snow

i was going to add a caption to this one, but i thought it was pretty self-explanatory.

my sister taking pictures in the snow...yes, i took a picture of her taking a picture.

it really wasn't this dark out...i just took a picture with the flash and this is how it turned out. :)

you are beautiful.

random

i just thought i should post.

here are some random facts about today

~It snowed-like, really snowed-for the first time this year
~I just sent 23 emails to myself
~According to dictionary.com the word of the day today is caliginous and is an adjective meaning "Misty; dim; dark."
~CHRISTMAS IS SATURDAY!!! 
~that's all i can think of...now i need to go take a science test...blech

lama (i meant to write "lame" [because that's what i thought this post would be] except I wrote "lama" which is actually "llama" spelled wrong. And then I decided to make this whole post the title because that will be less lame than I had orginally thought. so here is my post, because i had nothing better to write. and here my post (which is really just a title) shall end.

O Holy Night

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,

It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth.

Long lay the world in sin and error pining,

'Til He appear'd and the soul felt its worth.

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,

For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

 

Fall on your knees! O hear the angels' voices!

O night divine, O night when Christ was born;

O night divine, O night, O night Divine.

 

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,

With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,

Here come the wise men from Orient land.

The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;

In all our trials born to be our friend.

 

He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger,

Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!

Behold your King, Before Him lowly bend!

 

Truly He taught us to love one another;

His law is love and His gospel is peace.

Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;

And in His name all oppression shall cease.

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,

Let all within us praise His holy name.

 

Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,

His power and glory evermore proclaim.

His power and glory evermore proclaim.

 
(I read these lyrics recently and realized that I really liked them. It's so easy to just sing the words of familiar songs without thinking about them and noticing how masterfully they are put together. Don't miss the beautiful poetry of this song.)

beat of life

 the dribble is my

heartbeat

the bounce pass

and it skips a thump

the swish is my

bloodflow

the rebound

and it rushes

the layup is my

breathintake

the leap

and I hold my exhale.

Heartbeat. Bloodflow. Breath. Life.

for the love of the game.

the pain in my

heart

is from

suicides-

I hate suicides.

the jelly in my

legs

is from

suicides-

I hate suicides.

the pounding in my

ears

is from 
suicides-

I hate suicides.

but I'll do them anyway.