tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70179722011-10-06T15:28:07.360-04:00I think I've caught metaphoritis - an inflammation of the part of my brain that likes to explain the happenings in my life in the form of metaphors.Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00463795776088367546noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017972.post-22639477827976141162007-09-04T10:51:00.000-04:002007-09-04T11:01:02.074-04:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;">To the land of blog: <br />I have abandoned you for such a long time. I guess life has a way of taking hold of you beyond the relm of this virtual society. Perhaps I'll start posting things again, but it's hard to keep things a secret. I'll just want to pour my soul out, and then someone will come along and read it, and then I'll be embarrased by what I've revealed. Maybe I can stick to topics that are safe, like dogs and cars and books. I'm reading Wuthering Heights, and I like it. I'm trying to read as many of the classics as I can find. I also need to buy a new car, I have an old one I'd be willing to give you if you take it away because the sight of it makes my stomach churn as I have put more into it that I am going to get out. And I have a dog, Hershey. He has kennel cough. I wasn't impressed with the last place we boarded him, and I want to tell them that. I should, I should write a letter to complain about their services which were unorganized and unprofessional I think. I should be more assertive. Here I go again, making this a rambling of personal thoughts...oh well...maybe it will be a secret place for awhile. </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Cheers,</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017972-2263947782797614116?l=amandajayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00463795776088367546noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017972.post-1168315558332305952007-01-08T23:03:00.000-05:002007-01-08T23:05:58.360-05:00Coming soon....the ressurection of this blog. This blog will be used mostly for rants, but my hope is to catalogue books I've read and write down some of the great passages and thoughts that are out there in the literary world. <br /><br />Cheers,<br />Amanda Jayne<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017972-116831555833230595?l=amandajayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00463795776088367546noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017972.post-1134533164760683902005-12-13T23:03:00.000-05:002005-12-13T23:06:04.773-05:00Yup nothing like being wide awake on your days off at 11p.m.. I feel like I should be doing something, but I'm not sure what since it's dark out. Yup nightshift is depressing for yet another reason...your days off are spent as nights off! Works out well if going to a party though. <br /><br />Cheers,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017972-113453316476068390?l=amandajayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00463795776088367546noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017972.post-1132445277511774382005-11-19T19:04:00.000-05:002005-11-19T19:07:57.513-05:00Sometimes things have to completely die before they can begin again. I have a hundred things I want to write about and perhaps I will. I'll revamp this blog and make it more accessable to others. It's not going to be a secret or weird or anything like that. My world is mostly based in reality these days and I'd like to keep it there. So I'll just say that my random thought for today (RTOTD) is this: Why did it take 241/2 years for the survivial instinct to kick in?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017972-113244527751177438?l=amandajayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00463795776088367546noreply@blogger.com1