
QotD: [ When was the last time you received a hand-written letter in the mail? Who sent it? ]
This is funny 'coz my sister and I were just talking about this the other night. I think the last time I got a hand written letter in the mail was 2005. It was extra special because I was still in the Coast Guard back then and our ship was in another country doing boarding operations. When you're in the Military and you're deployed, everyone on the ship gets ONE post office box address. So if someone sends us anything, it takes (at the very least) 2 months to get to wherever our ship is at.
And what made it even more special was the fact that this letter was from a girl. You know, the kind of girl that sends 3 back to back pages smelling of sweet perfume... with dried rose petals inside... there was even a kiss mark below her signature... a freakin' KISS MARK, people! Needless to say I was a star when I received that letter. Everyone on the ship was jealous.
Man, I miss snail mail.
Now all I ever get are LOL's and BRB's.

QotD: [ What do you think happens to you after you die? ]
I like to believe that your life will be shown to you, in retrospect, like a movie. Remember the film "American Beauty"? It started (and ended) with Kevin Spacey narrating his life from a bird's eye view of the street he lived in. It then zooms closer down to their actual home, and then the story begins.
My version would start with a bird's eye view of the hospital parking lot, zooming in further down to the car which I was born in. Yes, I was born (and gladly assured later on in life that I was NOT conceived) in the backseat of a car.




I've been having sneezing fits lately and I think it's because of the damn dog. I don't know... If it is, then it's my fault too because I cuddle up right next to her, fur or no fur. I can't help it man, she's growing on me. When I was still bumming around and unemployed - wait - that felt really good to say in past tense. Anyway, I would always sleep in and she would jump up right next to me and lay on my belly. She would just lay there until I finally get out of bed. That is of course, after no one else is left at home to play with but me. But whatever... she's adorable. She's the laziest creature on earth though! They say it's one of a pug's more endearing traits. They're the sweetest dogs ever but they're the laziest too. She just eats and sleeps... oh and poops. She poops a lot.
As a matter of fact, I never really knew how people could "blame the dog" for farting because I never really thought that dog farts smelled the same as people farts. But since I met this lazy pug, I now completely understand. Man can she fart. I guess female dogs are different from female humans when it comes to discretion of flatulence.

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on August 2008 [Backdated]