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Your Karaoke Theme Song is "YMCA"

You're the type of person who can't have fun unless everyone else is right there with you having a blast. You have an amazing knack for figuring out what people want, and you don't mind going the extra mile to make them happy. The spotlight is something you enjoy on occasion, but you prefer that not all the attention is on you. If you've gotten people to sing or dance along with you, then your song is a success. You might also sing: "Macarena," "Hot, Hot, Hot" or "Stayin' Alive" Stay away from people who sing: "The Greatest Love of All"

What's Your Karaoke Theme Song?

Haaa...true. All of it. Except I DO know how to entertain myself, when need be.


The 24th was TOTALLY National Punctuation Day and I was TOTALLY going to post...and forgot. >_< I should sleep more.

So, for work I sometimes have to go to the websites of the various schools I call. (Sometimes to look up a changed number, or find out the last name of the person I need to talk to, that kind of thing.) And of course I'm dealing with Special Ed Directors (it's special ed software that I'm hawking), so I stumble across some neat little things now and again. Here follows one of them:

The Beatitudes for Friends of Exceptional Children ("Exceptional children" being the new "a little bit special." Ahem.)

Blessed are you who take time to listen to difficult speech,
For you help us to know that if we perservere,
We can be understood.
Blessed are you who walk with us in public places,
And ignore the stares of strangers,
For in your companionship,
We find a haven of peace.
Blessed are you who never bid us to "hurry up,"
And more blessed are you
Who do not snatch tasks from our hands
To do them for us,
For often we need time rather than help.
Blessed are you who stand beside us,
As we enter new and untried ventures,
For our failures will be outweighed
By the times we surprise ourselves and you.
Blessed are you who ask for our help,
For our greatest need is to be needed.
Blessed are you when you assure us,
That the one thing that makes us individuals
Is not our peculiar muscles,
Nor our wounded nervous systems,
Nor our difficulties in learning,
Nor any exterior difference,
But is in our inner, personal, individual self
Which no infirmity can diminish or erase.
~~~Author Unknown

Aww. That makes me happy inside.

I love my job. I don't think I'd have the patience to do what special ed teachers do (okay, let's be honest--I wouldn't have the patience to be even a G&T teacher until the kids were at least teenagers), but I like the idea that I can do MY job and still help them out. ^_^

Also, the company is big on charity--just since I've been there we took up a collection for a girl in one of our customer districts that needed heart surgery, and Harvey (the Big Boss, as he is listed on our extension list) apparently sent down four or five semis full of supplies to help during the Katrina aftermath. ^_^ Yay!

Okay. Enough sap. *goes off to listen to Special Ed and Special Olympics by Stephen Lynch*

BLARG

I iz sikk. til I feeel bettar, spect mai inturest in teh intarwebs 2b sporaddic @ best.

Blaim the lolcat-speak on teh lolcats & haow tehy kontinully amuze me.

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