| Your Psyche is Blue |
 You are deeply emotional and very connected to everything (and everyone) around you. By simply understanding other people, you are able to help them heal and let go. While you are a very deep and thoughtful person, you do have a very silly, superficial side. When you are too blue: the weight of the world's problems hangs over you When you don't have enough blue: you lack perspective and understanding |
| You Are Artemis! |
 Brave, and a natural born leader. You're willing to fight for what you believe in... And willing to make tough decisions. Don't forget - the people around you have ideas too! |
| You Are 70% Feminine, 30% Masculine |
 You are in touch with your feminine side. Sensitive, intuitive, and caring are all words that describe you. And you're just masculine enough to relate to both men and women. |
| Your Vampire Name Is... |
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| You Are Impressionism |
 You think the world is quite beautiful, especially if you look at it in new and interesting ways. You tend to focus on color and movement in art. For you, seeing the big picture is much more important than recording every little detail. You can find inspiration anywhere... especially from nature. |
| Your Pickup Line Is |
 I've just moved you to the top of my to do list. |
Your Rapper Name Is... |
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| Your EQ is 127 |
 50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick! 51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese. 71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely. 91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that. 111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt. 131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin. 150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar. |
| Sarah Jennifer Uphoff's Aliases |
 Your movie star name: Cake Kenneth Your fashion designer name is Sarah Athens Your socialite name is Blondie Austin Your fly girl / guy name is S Uph Your detective name is Turtle Lafayette Your barfly name is Twizzlers Tequila Shot Your soap opera name is Jennifer Woodland Your rock star name is Caramel Gossip Your Star Wars name is Sarmyr Uphchr Your punk rock band name is The Numb Ghosts |
| Your Anti Climactic Fortune |
 Deep into your future, I forsee: Cold french fries |
| Your Taste in Music: |
 80's Pop: Highest Influence 80's R&B: Highest Influence Old School Hip Hop: Highest Influence R&B: Highest Influence 90's Hip Hop: High Influence |
| Your Theme Song is Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd |
 "There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship?s smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves." You haven't been feeling a lot lately, and you think that's a good thing. The comfortable part is nice... but you should really work on numb. |
| Your Power Color Is Teal |
 At Your Highest: You feel accomplished and optimistic about the future. At Your Lowest: You feel in a slump and lack creativity. In Love: You tend to be many people's ideal partner. How You're Attractive: You make people feel confident and accepted. Your Eternal Question: "What Impression Am I Giving?" |
Your Fortune Is |
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| Your Rising Sign is Gemini |
 You often feel torn between two dominant personalities. Sometimes you're adaptable and friendly; other times indecisive and unsure. No matter what, you're the life of the party or conversation. Witty and talkative, you entertain with your stories and gossip. It's a bit difficult for you to finish what you start - jobs, friendships, relationships... There's so much you want to try. You often bite off more than you can chew. |
| Your Pirate Name Is... |
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| You May Be a Bit Dependent... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Surely some truths in there...
This is interesting...I would say this has become so much more the case in the last few years.
yeap I agree
lol...yessssss...
Other that the real tidy and the statement that I tend to be more logical than emotional...hmmmm I both stress to figure out details and get emotional..
hmmm some of this is accurate, some of the items I am really working towards and there are a few things not me at all...
heh heh heh...
I SURE did have that TAPE!
On everything that is good and holy, please let this be true...
Maybe I need to move to Ireland...I do like potatoes....
It's intersting to me that I am all this blue stuff since my favorite color is yellow. Although I am deeply attached to water...maybe that's why...
Uh yep.
I'd say pretty on point
Yeah, this is right. And it gave me something TO write.
WOOOW.
Hell yeah. Im gonna end on that note.
...for lil man. Enough said. ...for being able to handle the "mom, you dont have to tell me you love me all the time, I know that, and I'm growing up so you wont need to say it" well, and remind him my folks still tell me and I will be tellin him whether he is grown or not. (i think its the "im getting bigger" or "im growing up" parts I like least lol) ...for my family...as always, they have helped me when I needed this week. Thank you again. ...for my sis...I really miss you sis ...for Audrey answerin my phone call and Nolan wanting to talk as soon as she was done ...for one of my former RA's who added to my turtle collection. I doubt she has any idea how much I will miss her. But I will, lots and lots. ...that there was no damage or injury done to Jevon, me or my car today when we got rear ended. ...that I got my Harry Potter book in the mail today! ...that I have managed to dodge and avoid all conversations about the book before I heard more than I wanted to--help the person who ruins it for me...Im gonna read it as fast as I can ...for good friends ...for brandy and jai...i love you both so much...thank you for being there ...for "Bitch-I gotta toothache" I seriously can NOT remember the last time I laughed that hard OR the last time something was so funny that for days after makes me bust out laughin whenever I think about it ..for hope and prayer..been livin on and doin a lot of it lately ...for possibilities ...that they arent having returners in as much repeat training as they did last year ...that I got my last kiddo hired ...for the creator
When I was a kid, I had a hard time picking stuffed animals for bed-I didnt want any of them to feel left out. I really think having the last name "Beaver" would be unfortunate for anyone-regardless if you're male or female. Have you ever been alone in your house and-BAM- fell on your ass? Well, I did this afternoon. Why did I look around anyway to see if anyone saw me? Today, I cleaned table tops-vacuumed-bookstraightened my living room. I folded that huge heap of clean clothes in the basket at the end of the hallway AAANNND 4 loads of laundry-folded and put away baby. People who really know me are in complete shock right now. As a matter of fact, there is a HIGH probability that you have gone back to read it again to make sure you really read that right. My son loves the Cupid Shuffle song. And it's hilarious. I spent .99 at iTunes just to get to watch him sing and do it like there is no one else around him... At one point last night, the only thing good on TV was Shrek...that was both awesome and disturbing I had to turn off An American Haunting before it even got to play...I didnt make it past the previews...and I REALLLY wanna watch it but I cant do it ALONE lol Three random food facts about me: I think really GOOD fruits are some of the best tastes ever . I love tomatoes--cut 'em up like an apple and sprinkle some salt on 'em-tomatoes and corn on the cob for dinner was one of the best things about summers growin up. Cooking isnt my thing, I dont like it. I dont do it well...and I cant figure out if I dont like it because I dont do it well or if I dont do it well and that's why I dont like it. I will tell you what tho...I may not be able to cook much...but I make some of the BADDEST PANCAKES!!!! (Grandma's reciepe of course) My son took me on a walk down memory lane the other day, he saw a toad on a rock and he looked at it, wanted to catch it and make a house for it. When I was a kid my friend Patrick and I would make little houses out of shoe boxes and catch salamanders to live in them. Another thing when I was younger, I thought all animals lived like people do like- Dad squirrels with lil hats and briefcases. Girl squirrels in the kitchen makin dinner and the two kid squirrels sittin inside watchin TV on a rug in the living room. I believed this a little longer than I should of I think. I obviously didnt find feminism until later either.
Sometimes, I think thoughts maybe hang around in the minds of poets longer, the more persistent thoughts are the ones that wont leave us alone until we get them out...in poem form or just writing...but into words before they settle down. I'm hopin if I can just get some of these thoughts out, they will give me a lil peace for a bit. People will always have judgements about you. We each carry our own experiences, wounds and baggage that have impacted who and how we have become. Our baggage blurs how we see the actions of others...especially with something others think is wrong. For example, the other day there was a homeless man who was holding an Im a veteran sign. I handed him a few dollars and someone said, "The military gives them money when they get home...he should have spent it better. You know he is probably gonna use that for drugs." And I thought to myself...maybe he will. And if he does, regardless of whether its right or not, maybe his bags are so heavy that the only way he can carry them, is to numb the pain of bearing so much weight. We hope he doesnt, we hope it feeds him...but we havent seen what he has, we dont know how much help they gave him when he got home...money doesnt fix everything. And yet there is this whole judgement that he must be lazy, wasteful, undeserving...we cant know why he does what he does...so why do we think I guess the point of all this is we make choices and sometimes, they arent the right ones, and you are trying to find your way and you will hurt yourself and others and people will judge you for it. I think maybe its part of learning to love yourself inspite of yourself. And those who love you, might be dissappointed, wished you had done something different but they will love you while you learn the lesson. And sometimes your actions will remind people of the bags they carry and they wont be able to understand...or forgive...or empathize. I'm learning that all of that is part of the lesson. I have always worried too much about whether people judge me. Have had this need to overexplain or justify myself when I have done something--positive or negative--so worried they wouldnt understand me, or would misjudge me. I realize that these are really all my own insecurities...that those things will happen and its my reaction to those moments that determines how much more work I have to do in feeling ok with myself. Sometimes Im going to hurt people and sometimes they are going to hurt me. Sometimes it will happen on purpose--because that is where someone is. Sometimes it will be on accident because that is where someone is. I am just praying a lot more lately to be able to recognize the moments I make judgement, or that my reaction to something comes more from my own pain an baggage than just a sense of understanding and human compassion. I still have lots of work on me. This is a big one for me. I need to love myself inspite of myself and know that. Realize that I am my hardest critic. I need to love myself inspite of others and know that. And those I need along my journey will remain...even when Im trippin along the path.
I'm kinda goin through a rough time....so I wanna remind myself of all the things I am thankful for... ...for my son. For every single thing about him. ...that he read me almost all of that book ...for him learning the backstroke ...for the hieghts my heart stretches to each time he giggles from his gut ...for my family--they have no idea how badly I miss them ...for my niece telling me every single day "Are you coming now? Tomorrow? Its ok...just get in the car and drive now" (even tho' it makes me kinda wanna cry too) ...for some TRULY incredible women in my life...some old, some new-all amazing ...for new pieces...blocked writing finally flowing ...for getting to hear Mojoe ...for running into Dora! You are lookin GOOD hot mama! :D ...so much laughing I thought all three of us might be sick... ...for "the world, the nation" LMAO ...for my steps forward ... for some amazing poets who will be flooding Austin in just a few weeks ...for being so deeply proud and inspired by our U21 team ...for knowing Funky Mike...he is a mastermind...I've heard he's been called the Phil Jackson of poetry! lol ...for getting to hear some good poetry even if I did get there late ...that the mosquitoes only tore up my right foot ...for getting to read together lately ...for great road trip buddies...even if we did scare ya a lil about birthin them babies! lol ...for good kisses ...for prayers ...the creator
I hope I hope he can see through the lens of logic past the want of emotion I understand, I can feel his sadness hanging heavy across his shoulders, feeling like his heart might break that his lids may not be strong enough to hold back the ocean of tears waiting, wanting to fall I've worn it too, worn it heavy like chain around my neck, bending my back seemingly eras in prayer that I could have him with me, maybe it would get a lil easier hurt less each time we played Ring Around the Rosie So I, whisper blessings into the winds that might carry comfort to your ears- times you are surrouned by his silence I blow his kisses across the air to caress your cheek when he's not there- for the real ones. Our emotions share viens pulsing with love and tears compassion and selfishness we are seperate so it cant be equal no matter how much we want it to be. (C) CousinPublishing, 2007
News folks says they've heard start of rumbles to beginning procedings to impeach. Are they serious? You cant impeach him, his hasnt lied about his sex life! (C) CousinPublishing, 2007
I slipped secrets deep inside envelopes kissed them closed mailed to undisclosed locations praying to relocate bones remaining in closets stuck shut
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