haha thanks. Everyone thinks it's ridiculous and I keep threatening to paint my new apartment back up in Canada the same color. I think my roommates would have a heart attack.
P.S. Tempe, those glasses are what the kids would call, "the shit."
I'm impressed with the combination of dancing and an open bottle of Jager. Who knew the two went together so well?
Here's my one and only picture with the band. It happened at what was probably one of their worst venues ever. This was during a radio station acoustic set; and although I was standing, dancing, and shouting affections, most of the audience members were sitting, eating, and talking on cell phones. So of course when the station wanted us all to go in groups of 4 to get our pics taken on their camera only, I sweetalked my way into a solo pic on my own camera. And Damian thanked me from the stage. *sigh*
That story's so cute. Sorry the venue wasn't that great, and the audience kinda subdued, but at least you stood out! So how did you sweet talk your way into a picture???
That story's so cute. Sorry the venue wasn't that great, and the audience kinda subdued, but at least you stood out! So how did you sweet talk your way into a picture???
Thanks, I like my little photo, too. Of course, you set the bar a little higher at getting hugged my Damain.
Sweet talking -this is one of my talents. First, I ditched the end of the radio venue (they were giving away tickets and prizes) and stalked the band instead. This wasn't hard, since they were standing about ten feet from me. So I started talking with Tim and Andy (Damian was in the bathroom) and we got about three minutes in before a radio station worker broke it up and told me I had to wait in line. During the group pic, I turned to Andy and said, "This sucks, I can't even get a real picture to show my grandkids." Andy agreed that the group picture dynamic sucked, and then I was all fired up. So I took (dragged) my husband up to the media section and introduced myself to three people. I chose the nicest of the three and pleaded my case. Since I HAD been the ONLY loud and obnoxious one in the crowd, he agreed to let Mike (hubby) slip in and take a pic of just me and the guys - only if I waited until the end of the line and only if I told no one. Hee hee. Sometimes you just have to be a politician for your own cause. I teach assertive communication, and I like to say it's like an Oreo cookie (it has three parts)
1. Address the person (or in this case the person with power) 2. Address the problem (or compliment them then explain your peril) 3. Find a solution (ask for what you want)
That's how I sweet talk. It's really more like straight talk, I guess. Free lesson from Mrs. Sprocket!
One day, i will be able to sweet talk my way into things as well as you. So far all I can do is "Wow, Sir, you look great today! I haven't done the homework. kthanksbye."
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HAHAHAH! heart shaped glasses! I SOO had those when I was a youngn' , very adorable Mizz Arizona.
he just wants some love
cute kittie!!
and i love the color of your wall
haha thanks. Everyone thinks it's ridiculous and I keep threatening to paint my new apartment back up in Canada the same color. I think my roommates would have a heart attack.
P.S. Tempe, those glasses are what the kids would call, "the shit."
i'm on the bottom (black).
YAYZ
i hope you guys can tell what we're doing...
Here's my one and only picture with the band. It happened at what was probably one of their worst venues ever. This was during a radio station acoustic set; and although I was standing, dancing, and shouting affections, most of the audience members were sitting, eating, and talking on cell phones. So of course when the station wanted us all to go in groups of 4 to get our pics taken on their camera only, I sweetalked my way into a solo pic on my own camera. And Damian thanked me from the stage. *sigh*
That story's so cute. Sorry the venue wasn't that great, and the audience kinda subdued, but at least you stood out!
So how did you sweet talk your way into a picture???
That story's so cute. Sorry the venue wasn't that great, and the audience kinda subdued, but at least you stood out!
So how did you sweet talk your way into a picture???
Thanks, I like my little photo, too. Of course, you set the bar a little higher at getting hugged my Damain.
Sweet talking -this is one of my talents. First, I ditched the end of the radio venue (they were giving away tickets and prizes) and stalked the band instead. This wasn't hard, since they were standing about ten feet from me. So I started talking with Tim and Andy (Damian was in the bathroom) and we got about three minutes in before a radio station worker broke it up and told me I had to wait in line. During the group pic, I turned to Andy and said, "This sucks, I can't even get a real picture to show my grandkids." Andy agreed that the group picture dynamic sucked, and then I was all fired up. So I took (dragged) my husband up to the media section and introduced myself to three people. I chose the nicest of the three and pleaded my case. Since I HAD been the ONLY loud and obnoxious one in the crowd, he agreed to let Mike (hubby) slip in and take a pic of just me and the guys - only if I waited until the end of the line and only if I told no one. Hee hee. Sometimes you just have to be a politician for your own cause. I teach assertive communication, and I like to say it's like an Oreo cookie (it has three parts)
1. Address the person (or in this case the person with power)
2. Address the problem (or compliment them then explain your peril)
3. Find a solution (ask for what you want)
That's how I sweet talk. It's really more like straight talk, I guess. Free lesson from Mrs. Sprocket!
You are my official newest hero.
One day, i will be able to sweet talk my way into things as well as you.
So far all I can do is "Wow, Sir, you look great today! I haven't done the homework. kthanksbye."
here is somthing new of me
look at how amazing i am...
u remind me of some man/boy from this movie...
i dont know what it was called...
....was it even a movie???
omg....
u remind me of some man/boy from this movie...
i dont know what it was called...
....was it even a movie???
omg....
It wasn't a movie, you were just daydreaming about him
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here is my amazingness
...
again
^^Thinking is dangerous, you see, my dear
^^Thinking is dangerous, you see, my dear
Thanks!
^^ Hey its the wonderful Electra with the totally wicked awesome hair!!!