Just call me a Turnip.

If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced
enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.

(Hardly seems worth it.)


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If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced
to create the energy of an atomic bomb.

(Now that's more like it!)


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The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to
squirt blood 30 feet.

(O.M.G.!)

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A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.

(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)

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A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death.


(Creepy.)

(I'm still not over the pig.)


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Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories a hour

(Don't try this at home,maybe at work)

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The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its
body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.


("Honey, I'm home. What the..?!")

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The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the
length of a football field.

(30 minutes..lucky pig! Can you imagine?)

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The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.

(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)

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Some lions mate over 50 times a day.

(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)

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Butterflies taste with their feet.

(Something I always wanted to know.)

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The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.

(Hmmmmmm......)

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Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed
people.

(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)

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Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.

(okay, so that would be a good thing)

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A cat's urine glows under a black light.

(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)

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An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.

(I know some people like that.)

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Starfish have no brains

(I know some people like that too.)

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Polar bears are left-handed.

(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer)

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Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.

(What about that pig??)

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I have this going through my head. My smile definitely isn't staying on... but whatever.

The Show Must Go On by Queen

Empty spaces - what are we living for?
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score..
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero - another mindless crime.
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
Hold the line!
Does anybody want to take it anymore?

The show must go on!
The show must go on!
Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile, still, stays on!

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache - another failed romance.
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess i'm learning
I must be warmer now..
I'll soon be turning round the corner now.
Outside the dawn is breaking,
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!

The show must go on!
The show must go on! Yeah!
Ooh! Inside my heart is breaking!
My make-up may be flaking!
But my smile, still, stays on!
Yeah! oh oh oh

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,
Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die,
I can fly, my friends!

The show must go on! Yeah!
The show must go on!
I'll face it with a grin!
I'm never giving in!
On with the show!

I'll top the bill!
I'll overkill!
I have to find the will to carry on!
On with the,
On with the show!

The show must go on.

What Becomes Of The Broken-hearted Lyrics by Jimmy Ruffin

As I walk this land with broken dreams
I have visions of many things
Love's happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion,
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe.
The fruits of love grow all around
But for me they come a tumblin' down.
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
I can't stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows
Searching for light
Cold and alone
No comfort in sight,
Hoping and praying for someone to care
Always moving and goin to where
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe.
I'm searching though I don't succeed,
But someone look, there's a growing need.
Oh, he is lost, there's no place for beginning,
All that's left is an unhappy ending.
Now what's become of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
I'll be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care.
I'll be looking everyday
I know I'm gonna find a way
Nothings gonna stop me now
I'll find a way somehow
I'll be searching everywhere

"Untitled" by Simple Plan

I open my eyes
I try to see but I’m blinded by the white light
I can’t remember how
I can’t remember why
I’m lying here tonight

And I can’t stand the pain
And I can’t make it go away
No I can’t stand the pain

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Everybody’s screaming
I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I’m slipping off the edge
I’m hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again

So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can’t explain what happened
And I can’t erase the things that I’ve done
No I can’t

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Well, I can't sleep. Not like before I couldn't sleep... like now I hate my dreams kind of sleep.

If I could go more than a few hours without crying to the point of dehydrating myself, I would be thrilled.

Kat asked if I was going to explain what happened at some point, and I will... just not while the pain is so raw.

I am so alone. Its to the point that I am ready to give up on ever finding love... I'm just going to wait for my settlement, buy a place... get 2 more cats and a mini dog, and talk to my plants. Seriously, given my track record, why did I think this would work? Why did I think I could be happy? Sometimes I feel like I am being punished. I was SO happy for almost 2 months... like to the point that I have never really felt before... and then this happens. I guess I don't deserve to be happy... I'm getting quite good at taking the disappointment.

So, I am going to go back to bed... I barely slept at all last night. I'm going to hope for a dreamless, or at least off topic, sleep.

Life sucks.

I need to get drunk.

I found a program (fairly inexpensive) that allows you to find out if someone has read your emails. I always wondered if there was one. I know AOL to AOL can do it... but with this one, you can use any system, and see not only when it was opened, but by the ISP of the person, approximately where they are writing from. Creepy, yet fun. I tracked myself to see if it worked. Heh. Bwahahaha! I shall know if people read my crap. LOL. It is cool though, because you can tell if something you sent was forwarded... but the most important feature is that if you send something that hasn't been read, you can self-destruct the e-mail so that it is gone before the person can read it. There have been many a time that THAT feature would have been nice. I have sent plenty of "oh shit" emails.

Time to crawl into bed. My parents have a cook-out tonight, my brother is working, and Chris is at a wedding of one of our old co-workers (I didn't want to go). So, I will have 3 new Netflix selections, my comfy bed, and my aminals. Poor cats were basically cling toys... otherwise used as Kleenex... basically they still are.

I would love to do a drunk post for you guys.... but I can't even imagine how much it would take for that to happen. The only time I have been DRUNK was at a bachelorette party... I had drank maybe 2 times before that? It took 16 DIFFERENT drinks to make me throw up and pass out. Granted, I never want to get THAT drunk ever again... the other time I had a LOT to drink, we were playing shot for shot, and using a different hard alcohol in each shot (not something I would recommend). I'm the only one who hit 10 shots. I win. Then I was so tired I curled up on the couch and fell in a deep sleep. I woke up the next morning to my friend's roommate standing in the room, staring at us. (I had never met him... nice first impression) So, to make a long story longer... I have no idea how much I would have to drink to mess with my typing and thinking. It might be fun to find out. Hi, my name is Alison *Hi Alison!*, and I don't have a drinking problem.... yet. (just kidding)

Tonight (well this weekend) has 3 movies in store for me... Howl's Moving Castle, Miss Congeniality 2, & The Best of American Idol: Seasons 1-4.

I'm watching Howl's... I think I'll like it. I like another one of the director's movies, Kiki's Delivery Service. Check it out. It's cute. If I like Howl's too, I'll have to check out more of his stuff. Hayao Miyazaki is the director, in case anyone wants to know.

My tummy hurts... not nearly as bad, in comparison, to when I ended up in the hospital, but still.

Hmmm... I have to say, this shitty situation... it's 99% one thought, and 1% another. I wish the 1% would win. Denial is my friend.