MY NEW HAPPY PLACE

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So, it's time to leave MySpace. I'm done, I'm over it and I have never been at more peace with it, until now. I have met some wonderful friends, some great ladies and some great enemies. With the good, is always the bad, right? right! I knew that going into it. I'm tired of the freaks on MySpace, tired of women and their petty bullshit. Tired of people who love to cause shit, talk shit and are nothing but shit.

So it's time to move on.

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Cold Nose, warm heart....er... maybe not....

Peaches
Your cold little nose. Your cute little face. When I'm watching tv, I sometimes get a cold, wet, little nudge on my arm followed by silky smooth fur rubbing by....
You want to be loved, touched and played with, yet, when it goes on for to long, you turn and bit and run away. Your only kind to me, and that's never a for sure thing. You and Tod despise each other.

Your absolutley stunning, your beautiful fur, your pretty face and when people come over and see you rolling on your back and showing your cute, fuyy tummy, they just wanna reach down and pet you..... I have to jump in the middle before it's too late and they pull back a bloody arm!
Your mean, moody, and have your days when your mean....
But I love you no matter what.

Arent we all immigrants?

So today is the major day for Mexican protestors, to demand their rights...
I'm completely confused on the issue, it just seems to me there would be a happy medium, but I'm probably wrong. Mexico depends on America's cash to support their economy. When workers are here they send hundreds and thousands of dollars back to their family in Mexico. In the long run, that works out to be billions of dollars that Mexico basis their economy on. Having a daughter who is part Mexican, I start to wonder who really have rights?
If I was not a citizen what would I do? Would I give up everything to make a better life in America? It's of course easy to say what we would do, since we truly are not living the life they have. I might very easily do anything to get across to a country that promised paved roads, jobs, food, education, clothing, medical, shelter and warmth for my family instead of being in a poverty stricken country, where all of those above are extremly hard to come by.