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So I've grown an affection for this show. The UK version much more so than the US version. The writing and acting is better than most anything I've watched in recent years. I have Netflix to thank, once again for this little gem. &lt;br /&gt;
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After missing this book for years, someone found it for me again. It is the best Barker novel in my personal opinion. I have read it countless times and have started it once again. It far surpasses the term "page turner" and becomes simply obsession. I'm including the link to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Damnation-Game-Clive-Barker/dp/0425188930" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt; to order your very own copy. I enjoyed his Books of Blood and of course the Hellraiser and Nightbreed comics, but this is simply...amazing. &lt;br /&gt;
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He is a sick and twisted individual which makes him a wonderful horror writer. Nothing he's done has been less than wonderful for me. &lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, there are movies based on quite a few of his stories and books, but of course the books are much, much more involved and horrifying. &lt;br /&gt;
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Once again, I have fallen in love with shoes I will never, ever wear. I can't actually justify buying them, but if I could I would sleep in these. &lt;/div&gt;
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I've gotten off the shoe bandwagon for a while, but am back with a sexy footwear vengance. I'm becoming obsessed with all versions of this shoe. I will have them. Even if I seriously have no reason for it. &lt;/div&gt;
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﻿Of course I'm going to post black boots. I have always loved boots in general. There's just something about possibly stomping someone's ass in boots like this that appeals to me. Yeah, I'm getting these. Then whoever feels brave...Come at me, Bro! &lt;/div&gt;
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Valentine's Day is fast approaching and as most of you know, I'm not a fan of the over commercialized crap that stores insist we have to buy to prove our affection. It's useless and stupid. I've decided to share what works for me instead. First of all, this is not a fullproof method of winning the affection of any woman, just one who's not a grubby bitch. Who needs flowers and gifts? I need music. That being said, I've decided to share a few songs that will make any good woman fall at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;1. All My Life- Kc and JoJo&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;2. When I Fall in Love- Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;3. Let's Stay Together- Al Green &lt;br /&gt;
4. She's Got a Way- Billy Joel (anything by this artist is acceptable)&lt;br /&gt;
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Now if you have less than honorable intentions and need a little mood music, I've still got ya... &lt;br /&gt;
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Bed- J. Holiday&lt;br /&gt;
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There are many others that will grant access to her no no spot... ANYTHING by Usher usually works wonders if you're just looking for a fun time. R. Kelly also works in this situation. Go with what you know and like already. These are just suggestions and aren't proven to work on everyone, but if they don't she's not the one you want anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=feedburner/XWUH&amp;amp;loc=en_US"&gt;Subscribe to Almost Incoherent Ramblings of a Twenty-something by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800550118009792218-1996856579646390271?l=almostincoherentrambling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now that the puppy has your attention, and your heart is sighing...&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you ever get that feeling that whatever you are listening to is really speaking TO YOU? I'm sure at some point we've all felt it. It's a constant with me lately. Whenever I don't know which way is up, I turn to music to help me surface for air again. Lately it seems I need it more than usual. &lt;br /&gt;
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There is so much on my mind and I don't know what is what at this point. I rarely use this blog as a platform to vent, and hate that I have reverted back to that now. I always want to be optimistic, but when everything seems to be screaming in my face, optimism is no where to be found. I just hope that by getting this out now, I can prevent any further damage done to my already weak ego. &lt;br /&gt;
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I don't want to be one of those bitter old women, and I think we always have a choice between bitter and scorned or taking things as they come. I'm going to choose the latter. I like being one of those laid back people that just lets negativity roll off of their backs, but even they need a shoulder now and again. &lt;br /&gt;
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I want to take this time to thank those who have been that for me lately. You know who you are. I love you guys with every ounce of my being. I couldn't ask for better friends. When I need each of you, you guys never hesitate to step up and be just what I need. I'd not be who I am without you. &lt;br /&gt;
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So once again, I have an upcoming concert event to obsess over for the next month. February 4th I will be traveling to Biloxi to see Aaron Lewis on his solo tour at the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino. I am so excited I almost can't contain myself. After missing the most recent Staind concert because of my typical adult responsibilities, I think I will enjoy this show even more. I'm going to be posting videos from now until February of recent shows. Hope you all enjoy and get your tickets while you can. I hear they are going fast! I'm posting the link to the &lt;a href="http://www.hardrockbiloxi.com/"&gt;Hard Rock's&lt;/a&gt; website so you can get your hotel/ticket packages now! &lt;br /&gt;
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Okay guys, yes I know It's been a while (again). Since I got a lovely shout out from the &lt;a href="http://twistedtwinsproductions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Twisted Twins&lt;/a&gt;, I figured it required that I post something. The only problem with that idea is that I have nothing to post except useless stuff lately so I haven't been. I will say I finally got Gears of War 3 and Battlefield 3 for Xbox. I've done little else outside of work and motherly duties. If you have xbox live and would like to add me my gamertag is angel1649. I will almost accept any friend request, just don't be a creeper. If you don't have either of these, they are both great and I look forward to playing with all of you. GEARS FTW!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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Light the candles for your jack-o-lantern, put up the fake spiderwebs, fill the giant pumpkin trash bags with leaves, and dress in your scariest costume. It's Halloween once again, folks. I just got back from taking the boys Trick or Treating and I'm settling in to watch my ever growing annual Halloween movie list. Topping this list tonight is Night of the Living Dead and Trick 'r Treat. Two of my all time favorite movies. For those of you that haven't seen Trick 'r Treat, you really need to watch it tonight. &lt;br /&gt;
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For this Terror Tuesday post I figured I'd watch something that I've seen on Netflix for a while now. When using Netflix to choose a horror film, I'm not usually thinking it will be a great one. My ultimate reason is that most people have Netflix now and could potentially watch it if info I have posted here interested them.&lt;br /&gt;
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 I will begin by saying I can not remember a time that I peeked through my fingers while watching a movie in a very, very long time. Maybe it's the season. Maybe I just got a little scared because I watched most of it alone. Either way, I will be glad to let you know, if you want to watch something that can scare even me...this is it! I thought the driving would get monotonous, but with everything happening, it never bored me. The ending is predictable on some level if you explore your imagination, but I suggest you just watch the movie and enjoy it. Don't spoil it for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;
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Today I lost someone who has made me laugh and cry, made me angry and crazy happy. I can say he was a friend at the worst of times and my big brother in the best. I've cleaned his blood off of carpet, threatened to beat him up for being stupid and shared his joy when things were going right. Our conversations have been countless and I've gained so much from them over the years. Looking back, I know things are better for him now, but that doesn't make the hurt any less. In the past few days of him being in the hospital, people have come together to talk about the good times, bad times and all out insane times. Through divorces and drugs, love and hate, losses and wins, he was always there for everyone. Not many can say they were the same for him. I know some gave up on him without a second glance and for those people I can honestly say, you guys missed out. Upon seeing a guy covered in tattoos, some of you turned your nose up, the rest of us...saw Swerve.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can remember meeting him back when I was a kid. He was nuts. Years later, he was still nuts. One of the most fun loving and sweet men to ever end up in my life. I don't know any other friend I've talked with like I did Swerve. He listened to my problems and cried with me through what seemed like endless turmoil. I listened and when he asked for advice, I gave it as freely as I knew how. Sometimes it seemed like he didn't listen, other times I realized my advice just wasn't the right advice for him. My last conversation with him was wonderful. We discussed how it sucks getting old and going gray,  the need for me to finally get my Batman tattoo,  religion, and mostly how great he felt being sober. I told him I loved him and that he made me proud. He would always be my big crazy brother. I promised I'd be back to finish my Alice stuff and I'd get a couple more tattoos as soon as I could. I can care less if he stayed sober. I can care less if you liked him at all. I just wanted to type into words what a great friend he was to me.&lt;br /&gt;
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No matter what...I love you, Bro. I always will. I hate that I will 
never hear your goofy laugh or your silly sayings. I hate that we can't 
have five hour chats about Dali and art. I hate that we can't get all 
Juggalo together.  I know you are more at peace now than you ever were 
here on Earth, but I would give anything to have another chance to sit 
and do all of those things. You have no idea the impact you've left on 
those you came in contact with. Positive or negative, no one can say you
 were boring. I just hope you knew how much you were loved and what a 
ripple effect you had on all of us. MMFCL!&lt;br /&gt;
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I think it's safe to say this film has been a favorite of mine since I was six or seven. My love of gore started way back when I was a little blonde, blue eyed pastor's daughter. A lot has changed in that time, the least of all being my haircolor. One thing will always remain the same. I love this movie. On some secret level, I feel actual pain during the transformation scene. I don't think any special effects before or since has made me actually hurt for a character more. When I think of movies my two little boys must see, this tops the list. It is scary, but has that great early 80s humor most horror movies had then. I miss the good old days.








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Corey Taylor as a birthday gift would be the greatest ever. I'm not saying I'd like to hold him against his will in my basement, but I will say...that may be fun. I'm not your run of the mill groupie fangirl. I don't obsess over bands or musicians. I do enjoy music and I do find men attractive. When the two pair for me, it's Corey. Gone are the days of my youth when a pretty face could draw my attention. I need substance and he has it. His lyrics are clever, dark and full of passion derived from life experiences. What I wouldn't give to have the ability to let out what kills me inside the way he seems to do almost effortlessly. I've spent well over a decade being a fan in many different areas and don't see that changing anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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So when all of you think what the perfect gift for me is this year. I've given you the answer ahead of time. It's simple...Corey Taylor. Thanks! And if for some reasons my life long fear of dying at 27 is right...I love you all! If not, Hello 28 (you suck already). &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So I did some searching for her now, and this is what I've found. Cindy Lou Who (Taylor Momsen) is now all grown up and badass as hell! It's okay boys, go ahead and drool. She was 18 this year.

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This is absolutely awesome. Marc Martel just blows my mind. Check out some of his other videos on Youtube. You will agree. 

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Yep, that's right. It's real! Not only are there Optimus Prime Snoballs.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not sure where I can find these, but if you see them in a store near you, please let me know in the comments below! Sean and Cory will enjoy eating them and I'll enjoy keeping the boxes for years to come to commemorate my dorkiness. &lt;br /&gt;
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