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Name: Andrea
Country: United States
State: Ohio
Birthday: 10/27/1982
Gender: Female
Interests: autism reasearch
autism awareness
child development
personality theories
group dynamics
human conditioning
religion
travel
photography
Expertise: Applied Behavior Analysis teaching (ABA)
Verbal Behavior teaching (VB)
Assessment of Basic Language and Learning Skills (ABLLS)
Occupation: Education/training
Industry: Education/Research
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  goobastank8
Member Since:
7/1/2005
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| wow. things have changed.
first of all, I've moved. not far; just to Beavercreek.
got a GREAT deal from my boss on an apartment.
Becky will be joining me in May! (officially - but she's already there!)
so when you put 2 and 2 together, you'll realize I am not with Nic.
long stroy which I won't post publicly
I'll be leaving next week for California (10 days for work), Seattle (4 days to see my brother) and then New York (2 day conference). Oooh la la.
everyone deserves a fresh start
make your life better
make it what you want
miss you and love you all
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| Crazy ass winter. Damn the groundhog. Now I'm sick
lots to figure out here about work hours this summer. it feels
great to know that people people are wadging war to win hours with
me. it's time to take over the world.
ace has moved out. gone on saturday without a goodbye. this house is changing.
i need spring. i need it and am willing to hump for it so who has it?
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| WHAT WE MISS ABOUT NATHAN
HIS DAMN SEXY EYEBROWS
HIS HAPPY LITTLE "I'M GLAD YOU EXIST" SMILE
I miss the way you jiggle your legs when
you're laughing. Sometimes your feet get goin' too. It's
fun to observe. Then you look up; she's right about the eyebrows.
I miss your mini steno notebooks
you keep in your pants pocket and will pull out, ready at any moment to
write down thouhts, lists, schedules, song lyrics; you just have it
handy and keep it so secret. I miss that.
I MISS THE ABOVE AS WELL
"WHAT I MISS IS THE WAY HE COULD FULFILL 3 WOMEN."
- anonymous, and not me.
I MISS THE RAD SPONTANEOUS GUITAR JAMS
THE CONVERSATION. DEFINATELY.
It's not anonymous. You're
the perfect guy friend. You knew us each so well and could deal
with us. My thoughts are deep on this. My playstation BUD!
I miss crawling on the floor with you, smoking & listening to music in the loft, watching you write songs, the way you wiggle your feet...
I MISS THE WONDERFUL "CLEAN BOY" SMELL THAT FILLED OUR HOUSE AFTER HE USED THE SHOWER.
I miss watching you and Becky cuddle.
I felt safe being around people who were so comfortable. And
having Becky bring prepared snacks, well I still get that, but I also
miss the new music you'd introduce. I am deprived.
I miss the way you blow smoke rings.
. . and the look you would have afterwards of total accomplishment and
satisfaction. And I miss the clean boy smell and the cuddling
too. . .
WORDS. WORDS ESCAPE ME.
THE ACHE IN MY HEART MIXED WITH PURE GALDNESS CANNOT BARELY BE
TRANSLATED IN THE LIMITED LANGUAGE MAN KIND HAS FORMED.
I MISS YOUR BUTT MONKEY DR. ROBEY, AND HIS BOY LOVE FOR YOU.
I miss working out.
Your white undershirt, warm up pants and your shoes. The indoor
soccer types. Then a smoke on the back steps of your house.
Chillin at the pool with Christian on days you'd visit. I liked
how you enjoyed him.
I miss the way you dance. The OLYMPDICK! The way you talk while trying to hold your breath in, the crazy ass movies you take us to.
Did we mention, we miss you Nathan Dale Loftis!?!?!
- - composed by your buds: Rebecky, Andrea & Mrs. Snyder.
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| Here I am laying uncomfortably on the floor because it's the only
location my laptop will work. it's not on my lap. I have to
tpye delicately so I don't bump the power cord out. If there's a
bump, the screen goes dim and it will be mere moments until I lose all
my work. My ribs are digging into the hardwood and my shoulders
are sinking into my elbows.
Achiell is planning on moving out. soon. I'm not sure about
his reasoning and he might not be either. Regardless, that means
Nic and I will be left to split the costs of this house which will not
be easy. I've already found 2 available jobs, now it's just a
waiting game to see which one or if both pan out and if it's in time to
save me from my massive debts. Things with the other tiny tots
are moving along nicely but it's just not enough dough. I guess I
knew at some point I'd actually have to get up early and have a full
day of work. ho hum.
I'm trying not to be as anxious as my DNA allows, but it's really hard
when my finances are going down the pooper. Taxes will be the
death of me. My car still isn't fixed. And my poor Dad who
rarely gets my check on time. I wish I had some of that money
from my previous life.
Hoping all is well with my dear friend Minnie. I haven't heard
from her but am looking forward to when we speak again. Also
missing my brother and am ready to start a countdown until I see him in
March. Maybe not; I don't wanna do the math. That's what
I'll do though - put all this stress on the back burner and think about
travel. Speaking of travel: you know who you are and you'd better
get your butt here fast!
Thinking of my cousin Suzanne and hoping all is well with her after her
rough week. I need to get out there and see Matthew Benjamin and
Madelin before the change too much! I love going out to their
land and actually enjoying some nature. The weather has been
great here today and I even got a little break at work to get
outside. There are only 5 more days of this wretched
months. And then 28 grueling days latter we'll have something to
work with.
I wonder if there's anything good to whip up for dinner. nope. No
milk to go with the cereal. No bread to go with the cheese. No clean
pots to go with the chicken. Aha. A twix cookie bar. That'll do
pig.
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| Up late. didn't think I could rest until now. Getting
sleepy. But now you can come check out myspace and be my
friend. But I will still, or make attempts at, xanga
journals.
http://www.myspace.com/berudajane2006
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