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The War on Drugs starts at Foot Locker By JOE DONATELLI Scripps Howard News Service 14-JAN-04 Stunning news from the world of science _ the same family of chemicals that helps marijuana smokers catch a buzz might also be responsible for "runner's high," the joyful feeling that some people experience when they exercise. Researchers from the Georgia Institute of Technology and the University of California Irvine spent three weeks following Phish around the Midwest in a rainbow-colored bus inside which they smoked an ounce of kind bud a day and scrawled their findings on the inside of an empty case of Old Milwaukee. Kidding! It was a twelver of Natural Light. According to Reuters, researchers studied 24 men who biked or jogged for 45 minutes and found that they produced high levels of anandamide. Anandamide is a cannabinoid, which is a naturally occurring chemical that produces sensations similar to those of THC, the psychoactive substance in marijuana

Brian is a punk. No, make that PUNK. I'm being a complete female about this whole situation. See, he was supposed to call me on MLK, jr. day and we were going to go to the movies or something in the afternoon. He said he'd call me in the AM. Of course, I still wasn't worried when he hasn't called by noon, because as a college boy, he was for sure sleeping. By five pm, however, I might've been pissed. By that, I mean I was. Because I am going through this logistical trouble of getting the car for a WHOLE DAY and he doesn't call. And, no, I didn't call him. Because he was supposed to call me. (like I said, complete female) See, he's called me ONCE. That was the first phone call. I've called him every other time, other than once when I called him and he was in the shower and then he called me and I was away from my phone and I called him back later. So, that makes twice that he's called me, once that he's initiated the phone conversation

I AM A WOMAN I shave my legs, I sit down to pee. And I can justify any shopping spree. Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon. I can get a massage without a hard-on. I can balance the checkbook, I can pump my own gas. Can talk to my friends, about the size of my ass. My beauty's a masterpiece, and yes, it takes long. At least I can admit, to others when I'm wrong. I don't drive in circles, at any cost. And I don't have a problem, admitting I'm lost. I never forget, an important date. You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late. I don't watch movies, with lots of gore. Don't need instant replay, to remember the score. I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch. And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a bitch. Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her. In your dreams, my dear, I can do better! Flowers are okay, But jewe

went to black catholic youth day today, the kids are planning things for the youth for Heritage Day. I took lots of pix, and gonna put it in the news letter. Gotta talk about it at church 2morrow. afterwards we went to frankies fun park. I owned on the road course, air hockey, and this motorcycle game. Was just having a grrrreat day for arcade games. Shut out a couple people on the hockey :-D

MTV is not music. Music is a wonderful thing. It's like a drug really. It's played and it goes in our ear, and we get a vision. MTV is a video and that goes where, in your eye. This is an eye, ear. There's a big difference. And if you get a vision in your head after you listen to some music, and you go home and turn on MTV, and the video they show is the vision you had, kill yourself. You're better off coming back as a lobster. -Lewis Black

Okay, well Brian called me tuesday( last week) and we talked on thursday again and on Saturday I visited him. We've since decided to be just friends because of one thing or another. But I'm really happy. Really glad. I COULD JUST DANCE! No, well, maybe. Brian and I are just great friends, but I need to be good friends, not dating, right now, because so many confusing things. I'm starting to feel a little burnt out, and that bothers me. And i've been really really spiritually dry. I've been trying and trying to pray. Not succeeding, because I really don't have my heart in it. Well, at least I'm trying.

Now, Brian has YET to call me. He's been in Clemson for two days, one full day at least. Now, we're just doing the friend thing right now, right? Well, he should still give me a ring. Mostly because I gave him the gosh darn number. But I'll give him a week or two... school's just started...

DEAR GOD! I'm so glad I'm home. Ladies and Gents, it's called water pressure ! Just a little something we have in our showers here...

So these should go in the smart pen, but I'm realizing that the original always lasts the longest: So, I lie here on my bed, pretending I'm creative. Pages of prose surround me. The room, bathed in soft candlelight. Drunk on wine, I believe I'm beautiful. ----- You don't know what you want We all piled on the bed You were tired and I was tired, but Gods! I couldn't sleep. Even when we had the double to ourselves, Sleeplessness prevailed. As we lay on our sides, Your arm around me, We were two spoons, Close as could be. I rolled over at the insistence of your hand Caressing my skin. You wet my lips and invaded my mouth. I pressed my length to yours. But in the morning, I must wake to greet another. I curl up beside you, With your arm around me, Wondering what the future could bring. ----- Showing off your mad soccer skillz Thinking I'm impressed? Well, maybe I pretend to be Because, I know na

I leave today to pick Keltic up in PhAtlanta, should be fun. We will chill live the villans we are until Dan gets in. That is, if his flight isn't cancelled. Oh, and the disgusting spot on my leg is disappeared, but the bump is still there. Tiffany says I'm going to die.

"fo shizzle ma nizzle" is a bastardization of "fo' sheezy mah neezy" which is a bastardization of "for sure mah nigga" which is a bastdardization of "I concur with you whole heartedly my African american brother"

Which Historical Lunatic Are You ? From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.

To drink my weight, I would have to chug 120 bottles of beer! How big is your beer belly? Powered by the mighty Rum and Monkey .

Rum & Monkey makes me SO HAPPY

THE WORLD OF MATHEMATICS was thrown into consternation when supercomputer Opteron, pointlessly left on overnight computing pi, unexpectedly confirmed reports from the Women's Institute that the 8,001,930th digit was F. Existence points out that the flow of time subsequent to this point has been an illusion; time begins flowing normally from midday on April 1. In a rare two-gags-at-once play, existence also carefully places a bucket of water above the door to the bathroom. The latest Hollywood craze is zen Buddhism. According to Jennifer Lopez: "my ass is chi-riffic!" Arnold Schwarzenegger is sworn in as the new Governor of California, while brandishing two semi-automatic rifles in order to symbolize the importance his administration will place on the poor and needy. The state is now renamed Kahleeforna for convenience.

R&M: You're actually clinically insane, aren't you. JT: Unh! No, I just want to feel the love, grinding our bodies until the sun shines where the sun don't shine. Hee-hee. It was at this point that Timberlake began humping my leg. I left the hotel shortly afterwards, partially because I was in a confused daze, and partially because I really needed to change my pants. That would be the last time I had any contact with the mop-haired funk confection; however, a couple of days later a publicist phoned me to apologise. --Ben Werdmueller

FairiKitty: u r mad SHOCKWAVE: why? FairiKitty: LIKE BURNING SHOCKWAVE: que? SHOCKWAVE: no comprendo FairiKitty: you are mad like mad FairiKitty: brotha

Should I do the friend thing with brian? just so I don't do something stupid again? I like him though.... arrg

You remember Michael right? He was nice, the best thing about our relationship was that I wasn't infatuated, so it wasn't overly difficult to let him go when we decided to do the friend thing before leaving for Spain, but neither of us were ready. We went out for dinner on the 23rd and we went back to my house for coffee and we kissed. No, we made out. We said our good-byes because he was leaving for Spain. Wasn't sure if I'd see him again until May, but I was okay, you know. I'd realized that and I wasn't upset or anything. I guess he didn't think about that because when I went home for the holidays he called me and told me how much he was going to miss me and he wanted to see me again before he left. On the 27th, I went down to Columbia for Home Works Christmas Break (if I haven't told you about Home Works, its a program similar to Habitat for Humanity, but we don't build homes, we repair homes for the elderly, impoverished, disabled, etc.) My co-s

Homeworks Christmas Break, Dec 27-30! It ROCKED my SOCKS off! It was so freaking purple! Hank didn't spend the night and Chip didn't really care about sleeping arrangements. I didn't bring my air mattress, but it was OK, because Ricky and Katie both brought doubles. Ricky also brought his friend, Brian, from Clemson. The first night we had both next to each other and started out all four sleeping on Ricky's bed and then Ricky and Katie rolled onto Katie's double and Brian and I spooned. It was cool. Half way through the night he was rubbing my tummy and I rolled over and we kissed. We got almost no sleep that night because Ricky and Katie were talking and the air system kept waking us up. I woke up at 530 anyway and left for Anderson to say farewell to Michael Burriss. We kissed (yes, I know, two guys in a day) and he is going to miss me like mad, but he'll live. I like Brian lots, anyway. We slept in Ricky's bed all week. Ricky didn't get to the sit