May 22, 2005

weekend

Posted by : elenamary
Filed under : Ohio

It has been a rough weekend for me. I am lucky I got some really good friends. Friday night, Miles and my mom and I went to the Ohio Union where I got to perform some Capoeira. Then we went to Beakman park where I got to perform again for a fundraiser.
Saturday, Miles [...]


May 21, 2005

addict

Posted by : elenamary
Filed under : Uncategorized

I found a new game (thanks to Luis) that is like crack. You people avoiding schoolwork or your 9-5 or whatever else your supposed to be doing will love this game.
The game is called Guess-the-Google
it gives you 20 images and you have to guess the word they put in google to get those images. [...]


May 21, 2005

people are sick

Posted by : elenamary
Filed under : Uncategorized

I updated my flickr photos. I included a picture of my siblings in I, ages 2,3 and 4, in bed with no shirts on. That picture immediately started getting hits. I was shocked. Are people that perverted? That is just wrong. I had to block access to the picture [...]


May 18, 2005

Enron and my daddy

Posted by : elenamary
Filed under : Ohio

My sister called me Friday night and told me to go see the documentary Enron: The Smartest Guys in The Room. “It reminded me a lot of Daddy” she said. Two days later my friend Emily called and asked me if I wanted to go to the theater and see Enron. Truth [...]


May 18, 2005

bleh

Posted by : elenamary
Filed under : Ohio

I am tired and lacking energy. Nothing seems to be interesting to me right now, and that is a horrible feeling. I read my daily blogs, NY Times, Alternet.org, Democracy Now!, Adbusters, Salon.com, Utne, some Mexican newspapers, and I just couldn’t find anything that interested me.
I wish there was something I was amused [...]


May 17, 2005

it’s just weird

Posted by : elenamary
Filed under : Uncategorized

This isn’t a political, or personal, or thought provoking entry. Here it is, Kissing is weird.
I am not saying I don’t enjoy kissing, I am saying it is just weird. I mean why kissing? Why did someone ever decide that kissing was good. I mean why don’t we rub are toes [...]


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