posted by Nabonidus at 5:26 PM
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
About Me
- Name: Nabonidus
- Location: San Diego, CA, United States
All-knowing, all-seeing, all-powerful... The one time in my life that I pooted twas like music from the Gods. I wept at the profound beauty of it.
Previous Posts
- Happy Birthday To Me...
- Footnote On The French Horn...
- The French Horn ( edited repost)
- French Horn...
- Justin's blog
- New Black Eyed Peas Song...
- Foy's site
- For Posterity...
- Yeah! Pt 2.
- Happy Birthday Broo!
6 Comments:
I wanted to see the difference in a year and a 1/2 age-wise. From everything happening to me in that
time frame.I wasn't drunk today, like in the other photo.
I have serious body-image issues.
When I do lose 15 more of the 20
pounds that I gained
this year, I'll let the rest of me get photographed. I'm really not that fat believe it or not, but I feel very, very, fat right now.
It's weird because it literally WAS
about 20 pounds, exactly! I used to weigh myself every week, and I quit
doing that earlier this year, I was sad, and wound up gaining a bunch of weight !Sucks!
But this picture was taken today,at least. Though I couldn't figure out how to put it here. I'm still learning the ways of bloggin'.
So my friend Susie put it at her site.
great to have a photo up date. Very nice.
Thanks, Justin, makes me feel better!
I've realized how intimidating it is-
I see why some people choose to put
other kinds of photos in their profiles insteady of themselves-It's terrifying!
But I'm trying to be completely honest in this blog.
So thanks for giving me a positive
response.
Hey Lisa,
Red is a great color, and you look cool.
I was going to update but the digital camera that I was going to borrow was out of batteries. Just confirms my dog is the beaut!
Happy birthday again and again!
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Hello Lisa,
Thanks for saying howdy to me on mine. By the way, I wouldn't get off my ass if it weren't for my dog. My lungs would be full of smoke, because I wouldn't quit smoking (for my dog). I wouldn't know my neighbors, if it weren't for her. And, she and I get to own the world after midnight all winter long. No one is out but us. The moon, when it's out and full, is the most magical performer. The clouds just seem to lord all domains if not dominions (I can't keep track; they just look pretty mighty and handsome). The snow quiets the whole damn world, as Beabs sometimes manages to sniff out a toy of some kind--a volley ball, frisbee, mitten. Without her, I wouldn't discover a thing.
-ginab
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