I'd urge anyone to go listen to her songs. You can take a look on her Myspace profile here. Her music's brilliant. I especially love "Hot and Cold" and also "You're So Gay" and "I Think I'm Ready".

Her music is just so original, along with her voice which together make a poppy slash rocky slash dancy slash techno genre of music in itself. I can't wait to get her album.

Cuttlefish have sucker-lined appendages growing from their heads: eight long and prehensile arms, and two retractile tentacles.  They have a highly developed central nervous system and highly developed complex eyes, which focus by changing the shape of the entire eyeball.  They have thick shells beneath their muscular mantle.  This mantle is expanded and contracted to expel water from the mantle cavity through the funnel.  The mouth consists of a bird-like beak, jaws, and a rasping tongue.

The main diet of cuttlefish is small fish and crustaceans. Cuttlefish shoot out two tentacles, which are usually tucked away in pouches under their eyes.  Prey is then pulled into the powerful suckered arms and then eaten by crushing the animal with their beak.

Cuttlefish can crawl, swim, or employ jet propulsion to burst with surprising speed.  Cuttlefish are prehaps best known for their amazing ability to change color and shape to show aggression, fear, or sexual excitement.  Under their skin, they possess a dense layer of elastic pigment sacs called chromatophores, which are used to change their colour. As camouflage, colour changes are used to match surroundings with extraordinary accuracy, as seen in the video above.  Males duel using an intricate combination of colour and body language, pulsing vivid stripes of blues, purples and greens over their mantles.  Groups of around seven males battle with each other using intense blasts of colour until one emerges as the winner.  He then turns his attentions to the smaller females, mesmerizing them with another kaleidoscopic display (This does not work on human females, many of whom think lava lamps are stupid).  Like all members of the squid family they can use jets of ink to confuse and escape from attackers. 

Until recently, the cuttlefish harvest at the spawning grounds near Whyalla, South Australia, was limited, but new markets in Asia caused a dramatic increase in commercial fishing beginning in 1996.   Despite that, the cuttlefish are not listed by the IUCN Red List of Threatened Species.

Also, check out http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/camo/ and click, watch a preview and Anatomy of a Cuttlefish.

We had looked around at a few articles to determine the candidates inner worlds in this election.  Let me talk a little about ego strength.  Ego strength is the ability to "hold" together under duress.  A person with a lot of ego strength is very "strong."  An example of this might be a soldier, say, in Vietnam or even now, that is witnessing horrific things most people will never see.  I had a client once who was a vet.  He had been a medic.  So he had seen some pretty traumatic things over there.  Like body parts.

The word for this back WWI was "battle fatigue" -- say a man was in a foxhole and all of a sudden all his buddies were killed, but he was still alive.  How he handled this event "psychically" after this experience would depend on the amount of "ego strength" he had.

A person without much ego strength  might go into a kind of psychic "cocoon" -- we now call it PTSD.  What happens is that when there has been a trauma like that, the brain, in order to survive (ego strength) "splits" off the experience.  The brain will compartmentalize the experience.  In a person without enough ego strength -- you might get a person who sat for the rest of his life in a chair and never spoke again?  A person with a lot of ego strength can "handle" trauma on a different level.  They are what is called "high functioning" at the level of psyche.

To use the current experience of hurricane Katrina, higher functioning people have moved on with life.  These are the people who had GREATER ego strength.  Perhaps now they live in another town, and have a job and have carried on?  What they experienced, and saw, during that horrific tiime was the SAME for everyone.  Not everyone PROCESSES it the same way.  An example of LESSER, or FRAGILE "ego strength" -- is someone who has not been able to move on.  Perhaps they are sitting in a trailer staring at a blank wall?  In other words, EVENTS overwhelmed them?

So how does a person get this EGO STRENGTH in the first place?  If we look at this through an Object Relations model -- the crucial time to develop a SELF is the "in utero" period through the first five years.  The CORE SELF is built during that time.  The "egg" as it were, of personality.  So what might go wrong, and create a person with woundings in this area?

A lot of things!

If the mother doesn't want the child her body will actually secrete toxic (HATE) material (enzymes) on an unconscious level?  She could take drugs?  She could not eat and "starve" the fetus? -- a lot of things could happen this way.

She could be afraid?  Maybe because of domestic violence?  Her anxiety level (EMOTIONAL) is transferred to the fetus, literally bloodstream to bloodstream.  It is going to experience "her feelings" -- okay, nine months later, now comes BIRTH.  The pre-verbal time is essential for forming a healthy core self.  We can look to Winnicott on this concept of "good enough mothering" -- post delivery of the baby.  Just know that a lot of things can go wrong in the womb period.  These would be the EARLIEST psychic pre-woundings.

(cont.)

I don't know why.
Or how.
I hate it a little bit.  Okay I lie.  I hate it a lot.
I wish I wouldn't be so angry all the time, I wish I wouldn't be so easy to piss off.  Because it's annoying as fuck.  And I only see it getting worse.  Especially with school starting and all that bullshit.
Especially with school.
Gar.
Why is this shit happening to me?
I remember being a happy little shit when I was a kid.  Sure things weren't great, but once puberty started damn my life went south.
It got worse in 7th grade, when I was depressed almost the whole school year.
I don't know how many times I tried to kill myself, that year alone.  Way too many.  I pretended that things were good.  They weren't.  That was the year me and Andrea weren't friends.  Because, I was too angry at things, too sad and shit, and we argued a lot.
Then eighth grade came and I don't know what happened there, but it was good.  I don't remember many issues.  Sure I had a few, but not enough to count.
Then we moved.
That's what everything happened.  Or started to get twisted.  I started the hallucinations a little after school started, I think.  I started getting really back n forth in my moods.  I started having issues.
Then HE came into the picture, and I was went into these mood swings,  simply based on if he was at school or not.
Then it's just gotten worser and worser.

Damn it.

I need a way to not be so angry all the time.  Or I will seriously end up freaking on a teacher or something (okay, flipping on Mason, not any of the others, I think).  Depends on who I have though.
Probably will flip on someone.  Because I have nobody to flip on anymore.
I have to keep it all inside and pretend that it's okay.
And you know what?  That fucking sucks.
I HAVE to fucking vent somehow.
And I have a feeling that means yelling at a random someone......
Great!

This thread was made yesterday, August 18. It starts off with Karin Hoshino sitting at the Ravenclaw table and eating her breakfast when tranfer student, Xavier Tenth sat next to her and they started talking about their life.

TODAY

Vald Kull has just walked in and sat near the two transfer students and started talking to them. So far, only Karin has been the one talking to him. Vald and Karin were having a little arguement. Then Karin admitted that she never had a single friend, but her sister until she transferred into Hogwarts. Xavier suddenly decided to talk. He introduced himself to Vald and looked like he was having a great time talking to him.

A small gift, but well-timed.

A small gift is better than a great promise.

A gift, though small, is welcome.

Govern a family as you would cook a small fish--very gently.

God gives little folks small gifts.

Give up the smallest part of a secret, and the rest is no longer in your power.

From small things a great heap is made.

Even the smallest spark shines brightly in darkness.

Big boast, small roast.

Better play at small game than stand out.

Alexander the Great was but of small stature.

A small fire that warms you, is better than a large one that burns you.

A small benefit obtained is better than a great one in expectation.

A good driver turns in a small space.

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Yeah it's a long time since I went away to other bands like Pearl Jam, Switchfoot etc. but my heart still lies with the Pink Floyd. I mean where else can you find great music, lyrics as well as overall quality other than these greats?

Yeah the other bands were nice too, but in comparison with Floyd they are simply nothing! I mean what other song can compare with Comfortably Numb, Lost for Words and High Hopes???

Pink Floyd Rocks!

Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all

See I don't need no alcohol
Your love makes me feel ten feet tall
Without it I'd go through withdrawal
cause nothing even matters at all

These buildings could drift out to sea
Some natural catastrophe
Still there's no place I'd rather be
cause nothing even matters to me

You're part of my identity
I sometimes have the tendency
To look at you religiously
cause nothing even matters to me

Now you won't find me at no store
I have no time for manicures
With you it's never either or
cause nothing even matters no more

Now my team could score                                                        
And make it to the final four
Just repossess my 4x4
cause nothing even matters no more

now make sure you get down to the wig n pen alldayer on august 30th.

this is going to be a big event with 9 live bands ,bbq , guest ales and much more.

families are welcome to come along from 12 till 7pm due to licencing

*click*

*thunk*

...Darkness...

...Silence - apart from a muffled scream from my neighbours...

...A bloody power cut.

Grrrreat!

Now to be honest, I don't mind power cuts. I love the sudden silence that they bring, and the eerie feeling of suddenly being very cut off. I also like hearing my neighbours scream; not because I have anything against my neighbours, but because I have something against humans in general.

Anyway, I was busily sweeping the bloodless light of an LED torch about the kitchen, looking for some matches to set something on fire to see by (and to keep wolves away), when a slightly timid knocking sounded from our door.

Bolstering myself with several protective incantations, and carefully lowering the abjurations warding the door, I approached, and beheld a smiling bearded man holding a couple of candles. My divinations revealed that he was indeed human, and that he appeared to hold no ill intentions towards me.

"Hi mate, are you okay? We've got some spare candles if you want a couple."

..... (the sound of me being genuinely stunned)

....."Err, no thanks mate, I'm good. I've got this here light thingy, and I can conjure luminous spheres with nary a thought. I do really appreciate you asking though".

And do you know what, I really, really did.

In this day and age, when saying "hello" to someone on the street is deigned a capital offence, and any human kindness is usually followed by bludgeoning with a heavy object, rectal violation and enthusiastic bleeding through two or more arteries / orifices, it was both staggering and incredibly nice to be exposed to a dab of genuine, apparently spontaneous altruism.

I almost feel bad that the pit trap got him on the way out.

Never mind.

This is the question that is on the mind of many WWE fans, who would love to see Shawn Michaels, a.k.a, the Heartbreak Kid or HBK, compete on the ring again. Since his injury at the hands of Chris Jehrico, at the WWE's pay-per-view event, 'The Great American Bash, last month. During the match, Shawn Michaels got the beating of his life, by the former WWF/WWE Intercontinental and Undisputed Champion, Chris Jericho. Mr. Jehrico beat Mr. Michaels up to such an extent, that Mr. Michaels suffered a serious left eye injury and had to seek medical treatment for the partially-detached eye.

Since the injury, Mr. Michaels has not competed in a WWE ring and is currently recuperating from the injury he sustained, during the match. Retirement for Shawn Michaels maybe eminent; but In a recent interview on a showing of a Monday Night Raw event, he made comments about returning to the ring, but is still undecided in his decision to return to the ring. Could this be the end of Shawn Michaels' wrestling career? Maybe. Maybe not. Only time will tell when and if we see the return of the 'Heartbreak Kid' Shawn Michaels. Watch the video below to see this gruesome scene! If you want to donate to Meechi's blog; go to the 'Home' page, scroll down to near the end of page and click on the 'Donate to Meechi's Blog' tab. Your donation will be greatly appreciated.

Shawn Michaels vs. Chris Jehrico at the 2008 Great American Bash