Naked ME-Enter at your own Risk

Thankyou praying kitty...

marijahne — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 03:42:43 GMT

Tin Can Gypzee's had a wonderful recital. Friends, family, drummers, dancers we all gathered together. We danced we laughed we endured an unexpected power outage, we ate we laughed some more. It was what a hafla is suppose to be, a party, full of good vibes, no stress and love. I was so proud of the Gypzee's. They really worked hard on thier choreographies, thier costumes and gave it tier all. Personalities came through with the dances, Good vibrations came out of the drums. all in all I could not have asked for more. I am blessed to have so many good souls surrounding me, willing to walk with me down the paths that open as we explore who we are through this dance. I am the one they call teacher, but everyday I learn so much through these women. Anyway I don't want to get all gushy I just want to say it went well and we were all happy...I wanted it to be a good experience and it was. They made a pretty picture in all thier colors.

AARGH!!!!!

marijahne — Fri, 31 Jul 2009 20:01:31 GMT

TRIBES IS LOADING SOOOOO SLOWLY! it is frustrating....

The Tin Can Gypzee's will dance in CELEBRATION!

marijahne — Fri, 31 Jul 2009 19:59:57 GMT

Strangely enough we are going to have a recital proper FINALLY! Oddly it will be in a venue called the RATTLE SNAKE GRILL. However one takes what one is offered and says thankyou to the powers that be. Cost for the afternoon will be $10.00 per person. this will include the cost of the venue as well as a nice buffet of Gyro's, Greek salad ( that includes potatoe salad), coffee, sweet tea. Guests are permitted to BYOB but we request that it be ONLY Beer or Wine (thankyou) and finger food desserts.the meat will be Lamb and those of us who are vegetarians will have adequate choice for building your Gyro. Date August 23rd (SUNDAY) Time 2:30 PM to 5:30 PM There will be a backdrop set up for photo's ( snap your own shots) I am very Proud of my students and my Gypszee's and I am giddy to be able to give them the opportunity to share with thier family and friends the dance that has become a part of thier lives. Well...I am off to make stuff to make it as fun and enjoyable as I can....do it yourself is the name of the game, money is tight all around Whatever can be done as a do it yourself project, so I building room divider screens, making the center pieces, and I have help with the flyers and programs one for the table and one for the scrapbook. I do need someone who can video tape and be willing to make copies for the Ladies.... HMNNNN?????

Sigh...

marijahne — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 00:19:07 GMT

I have been unfaithful...BUT...there is so very little going on here on TRIBES...It is as if it is fading into the void. I come back to see if there is anything new to be found but alas I find dust and cobwebs of what seems to be a nearly deserted place of refuge.... I am bored and depressed with the life on the other social works...It is all gibberish, nonsense and safe topics...no thought provoking finger to the ribs, no sharing of deeper self, no hands searching for a grasp on the side of a rock wall...for those gifts I do love dear TRIBES....MY friends are still here...thank you for that. I am returned from my little walk about and find there is no place like TRIBES....

tomatoes and old Oakmen....

marijahne — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 04:02:19 GMT

I push a shovel into sandy soil, because I am a lady I do not "sweat" I "glisten". Never the less, my body is glistening like a salty river gone wild...It isn't even afternoon yet..but the tomato plants need to be put into ground and I talk to them, as perhaps a mad lady would. I try as I can to surround myself with colorful flowering plants. I prefer Reds as they tend to attract the Humming Birds. Roses seem to do well...I occasionally get treated to the sight of Large Redheaded woodpeckers, who drum on the trees in rapid beats, I am bonded to them somehow. The finches are adorable. Also, I do not see them except at night, but I know there are multitudes of small brown bats sleeping in the masses of "old man's beard" that hang from the oaks. Ah... the mighty giant oak, so stately with such southern gentleness. Dressed out in the green gray moss. these giants were here long before my home, long before me. How many hands have touched the hard rough skin of these gentleman trees? They cradle the birds and the squirrels and even the sly brown bats and make themselves home to a multitude of creatures...who could be so cruel as to strike a blade to these ancients and bring them crashing to an end because they are inconvieniently located? Not this one...I am sure I have Druid blood flowing through my soul. Soon the afternoon storm will roll in. Lightening will strike down against the earth and rumbling rolls of growling thunder will wash through the air, reminding me that nature is the stronger and all enduring presence over all else. It is hot and quiet for now though. There is always the sound of human existence but I do my best to block it out at times like these. I do my best to pretend I am not a part of that human existence that intrudes and stomps around.Stomping, like a two year old, in fathers big boots, demanding to be noticed and catered to. Sometimes I am admittedly ashamed to be a part of humanity. In these quiet moments of perfection I sometimes question what it was that was so important as to cause me worry and concern, what it was that tugged at me to hurry up and get somewhere,accomplish some thing, BE the whatever it was I was supposed to become. Soon enough the grappling hook of so called "reality and civilization" will find its hold and catapult me back onto the other side of the mirror. My real blessing is that when it does I have vivid and lucid memories to conjure up and sustain me until I find my way back to my favorite home, my favorite place. and so it is.... I do look forward to sharing my tomatoes with the birds and the squirrels and even some bugs. This year I hope I have planted enough for everyone. I hope the old Southern Oakmen, with thier green gray beards, will have a tolerant smile of amusement for my ambitions.

Not Much happening

marijahne — Wed, 27 May 2009 05:18:03 GMT

Pretty much all has been on hold while I dealt with the "family" issues. HOWEVER...I feel I can get going again. I have been having students do solo's for new class members, we are progressing nicely in the field of ATS, I am expecting a couple of new students for privates at the studio and best of all... Drum circles are finding thier way into the new venues. Dancing at the drum circles allows for free form dance. One can dance and fuse all of the moves that come to mind and the drums inspire. That is fun. I have specialty t's all sewn up and ready to go be someones dance rags, more skirts prepared and ready to be dipped and born again, and I have been working on revamping my ATS dance dresses with a newer and more "NOW' look. Along with the fusioned dance styles the costumeing has expanded to a huge variety of "LOOKS". this can be mucho fun and interesting. Soon the "traditional look" will be the unusual, and so we will eventually come full circle once more. LOL. I love my newest class...special needs dancers. They are open and happy and give me renewed faith in the possibilties of what dance can do for people. That "renewal" is the best gift I could ever have asked for. Seeing my students of all ages and all abiltities slowly take what I teach them and develope it into something they express joy in themselves with...that too is a great reward. For me teaching this dance is not about earning, it about sharing something special that can open up a persons soul to so many other wonderful aspects of life. It is a safe way to express strong emotions, to free yourself from some of them and to nurture some of the best feelings that grow up on the inside. This attitude does not gain me fame nor fortune and there are times it seems to do just the opposite. The truth for me is that I am happiest when I am doing things my way for my reasons and enjoying the simplicity of the results. Stars shine brightest in the darkest sky, Birdsong is best in a quiet setting and I find total contentment in the simple pure smiles of the people around me. Public expression is exciting and fun, applause and cheers are rewarding and uplifting for the moments they happen. Happiness and laughter shared privately is all enduring and the memories of THOSE times are the fuel I need to be the best I can be for those that I care most about. so Back to the subject I began with....not much happening at present but its all good and I am content and happy with everything this far.

Here's the run down...

marijahne — Tue, 12 May 2009 03:32:02 GMT

I had a great time teaching my classes tonight. I have some really great people in my classes and I am grateful to have that santuary to retreat to. I have been having trouble with my younger Brother (49) who suffers from schizophrenia. He was evicted from his apartment, is living solely on SS which is 530.00 a month. He is not having a good reaction to whatever they changed his meds to which means he is not socializing well nor adhereing to the common sensitivities of our society ( meaning he is a pain in the ass and acting like a idiot child) the good news is I found him a place to live, the bad news is the lowest rent I could find was $400.00 a month...where electric and phone plus essentials comes from I am at a loss...probably out of my already thread bare pocket. But he will not be on the street waiting to be a victim to some nastier element. He is not without a place to sleepo so I do not need to expect him to sleep on my front lawn, the back seat of my car or those of my family or sons. Peace of mind has a price tag I guess. For the last three weeks my life has been absorbed and eaten up by this problem. The good news is I may be able to recover some life soon. The bad news is this will repeat again and again for the rest of my life, I am sure he will out live me because he wont cause himself to have a heart attack or a stroke. the good news is that I have given up on ever hoping for any kind of normal life without drama and anxiety...which means I have embraced the gifts given to me , thorns and all. I expect no reward, no true understanding, no endless pit of patience. I will not be surprised to see people turn and walk away from me because I come with baggage. The good news is the ones who don't turn away and maybe try to hold a door open while i struggle through are the ones who are the true friends...the rest will be memories of painfully mislaiden hopes and trust. Lesson learned. move on and leave them behind. The good news is I have strength enough to see me to the end. I have two hands: one to hold onto the rope and one to offer to any of those true friends if they need it.I have two legs: one to step forward on and one to use if I need to change directions. I have two eyes: one to see ahead and one to see within,I have two ears: one to hear what needs to be heard and one to hear the beauty of the world. I have one brain and one heart and they come together in my one soul. I have one past, one present, and one future, put them all together and that is my full story. I am one story and it isn't done being told. I have wonderful students, I have strong and faithful friends. and I have ME, along with my husband and my sons that is enough for any one woman to have. Iask for nothing, expect nothing in return, suffer no disappointment. Being asked to love my life is sometimes a sic joke, being asked to love those in my life is my pleasure. All I pray for is the gift to keep dancing through it all.

Murphy's Law....

marijahne — Mon, 04 May 2009 18:03:38 GMT

why is it when ever I try to start getting stuff done for myself the forces that be go all whacky? Families cause problems sometimes but to be honest mine is a real problem ...not my hubby or my sons....my brothers...one is a mentally disabled and has chosen NOW to have a crisis, the other has given up and wants nothing to do with him ( I cannot really blame the giving up) but it all falls intomy lap and mental patients do not have logic nor normal perceptions of our world which makes life VERY chaotic for ME. Un-interupted sleep would be nice. about 20 less phone calls a day would be good. and an actual conversation would be better than the disconnected comments and hang ups ( he only calls he wont answer) Not being screamed at that would be nice too. All I want to do is build my life, a small website and a little business so I can have some extra cash to atually be able to suppliment and help. I am doing my best to stay focused.

Building and updating my "SHOPPING" page.....

marijahne — Fri, 24 Apr 2009 18:25:18 GMT

http://www.crazycamelcaravan.com/36901.html Not the most professional I realize that's why I have not been spending promo bucks on it yet. check it out tell me what you think might make it better... Oh I think I have another great idea...go figure...still doing a little research but it sounds like a fun thing to get invovlved in. STAY TUNED....

Tribes....still the best choice IMHO

marijahne — Wed, 22 Apr 2009 22:01:08 GMT

twitter, facebook, my space, blah blah on and on. I STILL do not find the things I search for the most in any of these places. I can manuever search and find/discover exactly what I need easily on TRIBES. I LEARN usefule and applicable information on TRIBES If I want sparkle fairies, idiotic daily reports on how many peices of floss it took to clean someones teeth today, the history of bowel movements, eating habits, etc ect ect on on hourly blow by blow basis then I tune into facebook, twitter etc. IF I WANT SUBSTANCE...I seek out TRIBES. so for those of you who are left and actually read your pages. that is my thumbnail report on what I think ...for what its worth.

March P.C. Car Show w/Tin Can Gypzee's

marijahne — Mon, 23 Mar 2009 19:01:31 GMT

We had a good time. The weather was really nice, the music worked well and the ladies danced wonderfully. In addition we had a little "surprise B.D,. celebration complete with freshly churned on site ice crean and cup cakes. Lots of flyers were taken as well as the Biz cards, I will have to have more printed. As a reg event this one works well and is usually a happy experience for all involved. I believe in the K.I.S.S. method in this case which seems to keep stress on the low side and smiles on the up side. As far as I am concerned it is abut havig fun and sharing that fun with others. So I give this event a SUCCESS rating.

Parade/ carshow Events for TCG

marijahne — Fri, 13 Mar 2009 18:58:03 GMT

the Tin Can Gypszee's will be in a Founders Day parade this coming weekend. Then we are at our semi regular gig at the PC car show. We are stepping out of the music box so to speak with non traditional music. sometimes the "PUBLIC" just responds better to recognizable tunes. This in no way means I am going to make this a habit. I LIKE M.E. music and will not forget . But this weekend we are going to push the envelope a little.

Taint nuttin' happnin on Tribes

marijahne — Sun, 08 Mar 2009 04:16:08 GMT

??? What's up?

Hmnnn...Want to share Morrocco

marijahne — Wed, 04 Mar 2009 00:42:49 GMT

http://www.casbahdance.org I just have so much respect for what she says and how she says it. Please read, if you have not read, some of "Morrocco's" writings.

ITS COLD!

marijahne — Wed, 21 Jan 2009 17:08:38 GMT

Okay, yes I live in FL and yes I know the cold is "mild" to some places by comparison BUT...I am reacclimated to the heat and now I am COLD! FL cold is different, the Temp reads 47 degrees but the ground is moist and the cold radiates into the depths of your body and doesn't leave. Once I am cold it is hard to reheat my core. I cannot concentrate, I cannot get motivated, body parts are not fluid in movement. I just want to do as my pride of kitties does ...roll up into bundles on blankets and sleep through the discomfort of it all. the only one enjoying all of this is Willow who has a fluffy undercoat and just wags her tail and wants to sit outside and breath the cold in, she really loves this...and she wants me to be outside loving it with her, oooh! poor puppy. anyway...I am challenged to set my focus and concentrate on my goals. I just do not understand why my mind reacts the temps in this way...my whole being feels as though it is retracting and trying to sit on the tip of a pin to avoid contact with the very air itself. I am such a wimp!

What? December...ALREADY?

marijahne — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 05:23:58 GMT

Now wait just a darn minute, I could have sworn Nov was longer than that. WHA HAPIN? Okay so now I have to scramble to get the lights and tree up, bake cookies and really enjoy myself...I LOVE it! Really I DO. I got me a list...Things I want, things I can have, things I must have, things that I want to do, things that I can do and things that have to get done. Santa wont get this list...its for me. The first thing on the list is : Stop, take time to enjoy the people that are in your life today. People drift in and out of each others lives. There are countless reasons and philosophies regarding why. Every encounter, every experience, every adventure has a purpose and an influence. Good stands right there with you, strong in the knowing of who you are, faithful in the belief of what you can do, accepting and understanding when thing do not go just right. The best times are the times when you can sit and laugh or cry with a friend when things go horribly wrong. My Christmas wish is, May we all find a friend to share our joys and sorrows, in fear and bravery, through anxieties and assuredness, a friend who will catch us when we trip over our pride, and who knows when to give us chocolate or a kick in the arse. Thank you and Merry Christmas to so many good friends. P.S. I have chocolate, I have music, and I have a smile to share...

Turkey facts...

marijahne — Fri, 28 Nov 2008 03:01:15 GMT

Where did the turkey get its name? Have you ever wondered what Turkey (the country in the Middle East) and the American bird have in common? A case of mistaken identity resulted in the American Turkey being named after the country. When the Spanish first found the bird in the Americas more than 400 years ago they brought it back to Europe. The English mistakenly thought it was a bird they called a "turkey" so they gave it the same name. This other bird was actually from Africa, but came to England by way of the Turkey (lots of shipping went through Turkey at the time). The name stuck even when they realized the birds weren't the same. Turkey Terms Caruncle - brightly colored growths on the throat region. Turns bright red when the turkey is upset or during courtship. Gizzard - a part of a bird's stomach that contains tiny stones. It helps them grind up food for digestion. Hen - a female turkey. Poult - a baby turkey. A chick. Snood - the flap of skin that hangs over the turkey's beak. Turns bright red when the turkey is upset or during courtship. Tom - a male turkey. Also known as a gobbler. Wattle - the flap of skin under the turkey's chin. Turns bright red when the turkey is upset or during courtship. ( info retrieved from a surfing spreee)

TinCan Gypzee's Do it Again...

marijahne — Sun, 16 Nov 2008 17:09:34 GMT

We had a great little demo Gig this weekend. The TCG turned out in full force and did great evening of dance, fun and ATS really ' Improve" On the ATS we really and truelly planned nothing. I was so proud to see it work so well. Then each dancer had a solo dance. All very wonderful, assorted styles and interpretations of the music. We drew a nice audience from the street on all three performances ( the second show was the best though) Our drummers were great.. We began a bit concerned about the weather as it looked a little gray, a short burst of rain then all was good...the cooler front moved in behind the wet and made the dancing very comfortable (outdoor summer time in FL is really sweltering at times, cooler weather is in the low 70's/high 60's) It was actually perfect outdoor dance weather. Yours truelly is so proud that the Gypszees have learned the art of set up and break down...it has become an efficient and smooth process. The K.I.S.S. theory works well here. Now on to the next gig....P.S. the photo shows a young man in the street audience who was a really good sport and we snagged him to be our "honorary Sultan" for the moment.

There are Turkeys then there are TURKEYS!

marijahne — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 19:55:21 GMT

Thanksgiving brings up all sorts of thoughts and memories. My favorite could be thought of as not such a smart thing.... My Boys grew up enjoying Sesame Street. BIG BIRD was a favorite of my youngest. Now do not ask me WHY I did this as I do not really know why. ... for the same reason "Joey" on 'Friends' stuck a raw turkey on his head, I guess...what you might call a "TURKEY" moment. I was in the kitchen struggleing with the enourous 27 lb. thawed turkey. Everyone else was sitting around having the usual "relaxed" time watching television. Me? I was Surrounded by pots and pans and bowls of chopped and diced stuff, I wrestled this bird into the sink to give it a good wash prior to prepping. I started talking to it and pulling it up by its wings and dancing it around in the sink and was haveing a good time ALL BY MYSELF ... in walks my youngest.( about 5 years old), " MOM ?" he had that sound in his voice that was about to ask every question in the book. " what are you doing?" I paused in the midst my " turkey dancing, tired as heck fantasy" and thought... 'share the fun you are having with your child' I pulled this enormous, dead, white raw bird out of the sink by its wings and said something like, " Havin' a dance with BIG BIRD before we eat him..." I was laughing and smiling until I saw his little face go through first shock, then slip into horror, finally crinkling up into terrible dispair all in a matter of a few seconds...he turned and ran crying from the kitchen. Now all of a sudden it hit me that that probably wasn't very funny. From his perspective that huge turkey WAS big enough to maybe BE his buddy BIG BIRD. I went after him and by now the entire entourage of family and friends in the living room had been que'd to the fact that something had gone terribly wrong ( maybe it was the pathetic crying as only a five year old boy can do as he had run to his father and tragically announced that his mother had killed and was cooking Big Bird ( very loudly if I remember correctly.) Everyone looked at me with the " What the H**L is WRONG with you?" look. I stammered and stumbled over trying to explain it was just a joke. Inside I felt like a horrible mom but there was still a part of me that was kind of smiling because to an adult this would have been funny. Now all grown up we all laugh about that day. My son looks at me and mocks me and every Thanksgiving declares how I scarred his innocent pychie...all the while he gobbles down his favorite turkey, mashed potatoes, greens and gravy. He IS a well adjusted young man....depite his loopy nutty and twisted mom... HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE....

Okay opinions.

marijahne — Tue, 11 Nov 2008 14:37:30 GMT

http://people.tribe.net/desertbellydancers/blog?topicid=f23b71da-c50f-4f45-9ba2-741128044a61 After you read this....lets hear some ideas, some solutions, some positive steps in the right direction. Humanity made the mess. Mother Nature is po'ed...we stepped on her turf. We tried to change her art...you don't do that. humanity ( I talking global here) humanity made a mess and its time to start cleaning up. Company is coming, its our decendents, we want the place to look nice for them. Admittedly this is a depressing story...but the best way to NOT fall into depression over it is to give positive thought to a positive solution Taking affirmative actions towards a better path. such as...don't cry over the spilt milk... call the cat or the dog who will not only enjoy it but help clean up the mess. Next remember how the milk got spilt, learn by that experience and make efforts and changes to help ensure there will be minimal spills in the future.(much to the dissappointment of the dog and the cat) Am I willing to sacrifice the finger on my hand to save the life of my nieghbor? Maybe that sounds a bit no brainer but think about it...really see yourself in that situation...you sacrifice your FINGER to save your nieghbor...do you now feel that nieghbor OWES you? The true sacrifice is one that is given without expectation of acknowledgment nor repayment. It is a BIG one and not always easy to live it.

GOOD CLASS!

marijahne — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 13:56:34 GMT

But what should I expect from "classy" students? Okay NUff with the silly jokes. Seriously...when I have a good class I am always revitalized about my path as a teacher. As I see it Bellydance is not just about technique and dance moves dressy costumes and glizty'ing yourself up ( I agree though, it is a fun aspect) It's about learning to work within a group. Learning what it means to applaud each other's strengths and support each other's weaknesses. It's about learning to laugh when things do not go our way and being absolutely joyous when everything falls into place. It is about acknowledging the importance of each person that helped make that happen.Bellydance teaches and reinforces life lessons. Bellydance encourages the dancer to dress up and emphasize what is BEST in her, be it physical, emotional or mental, which is why it helps build a strong sense of self acceptance. The side effects of self acceptance is 'improved self esteem'. It all begins on the outside usually with pretty stuff and making up...with moving the body in ways that are appealing and natural. All that seeps inward, filling in the cracks and crevices and strengthening in inner structure of self. This is ME, I am in control of my body and how I present my 'self' within this body. Now all this may seem a little over the top and kind of wierd for some. Perhaps a little too spiritual or mystical, a little to "heady". The fact is that in over 25 years of teaching this dance style the above is the one consistant theme that continues to shine. Whether the dancer dances in the livingroom, at assisted living facitlities, on the streets of the community in which they live, or on a stage set up before hundreds of ones peers, the one thing that sets them apart and creates the magical, magnetic aura is whether or not they have accepted themselves as they are, as who they are, and in joyous freedom of spirit, happily release it into the atmosphere that surrounds them. Myself and the ladies of my classes are of all walks of life, all stages of life, all levels of life. We cannot all be the same ( that would be BORING) but tonight I saw that we are joined through dance and that we do indeed celebrate our own and each others place within the dance. It was a rewarding and happy event for me this Monday at the Planteen...and this happiness is not possible without the beauty of the students who join me there. May we continue to be a tribe of people who dance for the only reward of JOY, as all else is merely sprinkles on top of a delicious treat. Dance as if no one is watching, dance in the rain, under the sun and under the moon, dance barefoot in the grass, dance in the shallows of the shores water, dance on the mountain tops and the valley depths, dance in your closet or dance on the stages...where ever, however, or whenever you dance...dance as the person that you are and happily share that person's love with the earths aura,and in this way every soul on earth will feel the fallout of the purity that is your dance. And now I am gong to go vote...have a happy....

88.5

marijahne — Fri, 31 Oct 2008 06:36:50 GMT

Tampa Bays PUBLIC RADIO. It you have not tried it, and your local, tune into some of the stuff ( it's not just about the music) they don't have to sell you cars or shampoo so they pretty much get to say it like it is. they are fair, they give every side the opportunity to speak thier peace. ******************************* What else am I thinking about tonight???? that you have a brain and it is your responsibility to fire it up now and again so it doesn't cease up.Use it or loose it. When times are really tough it is the ARTS that will keep your mind clear and your spirit alert. Just cause someone says they are an expert doesn't mean they know what they are talking about. THINK about it a bit before you decide to BELIEVE. Get to know the bad stuff, that way you'll recognize it BEFORE you step in it. Believe in your own ability, forget about others, enable YOURSELF.

terrific dance and drum weekend....

marijahne — Sun, 19 Oct 2008 03:41:19 GMT

I had a great weekend. Friday I was at the "express yourself" coffee shop and we really had time to concentrate on learning some MED rhythms, and play around with layering them creatively. It was fun to stretch my mind. Then Saturday I took my Ladies of the "TIN CAN GYPZEE'S" to the Strawberry Classic Car Show for a little 'promo' for the dance classes and give them all a little OTJD experience first hand. I was a PROUD MAMA AND TEACHER, THEY DUN GOOD! I think we all had some fun, got some flyers circulated, stimulated interest in classes, Danced well, AND I did not loose my keys. ( that is a long very embarassing story but funny in retrospect as well as something I will not live down for a long, long time ...maybe even longer in my own mind) The tent and set up was smooth ( thankyou my best friend and hubby), the break down was smoother everyone having a helpful hand and supporting each other in the best way. IN SHORT...good time had by all, job well done and photo to follow soon I hope. I am so proud and happy for the ladies I share dance with... thank you all, drummer's AND dancers, you really RAQ my heart. GREAT WEEKEND!

OY, life is hectic enough!

marijahne — Wed, 15 Oct 2008 22:36:19 GMT

Trying to sort out the truth from the false with the canidates, trying to not panic over the state of the economy (is it time to stuff me mattresses now?) trying to figure out which doctor to see and which ones I can afford, ...NOW I am trying to struggle with the "refugee" statis. Do I want to be a Tribes REFUGEE? I admit I have gone there and set up a home away from home page because I do not want to risk loosing everyone I have met and grown to like. DARN<DARN<DARN! I do not want Tribes ( the orign) to get lost...but it is not so much mine to controll. I like it here.

If we are the same...

marijahne — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 15:29:25 GMT

Do not NEED me JOIN me Do not ADMIRE me, SHARE WITH me. Do not agree with me Talk with me. Do not Abolish me just wave goodbye and let me go.