Home alone

I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.

"I find it difficult to imagine staying in English school for another seven years when all the other pupils speak perfect English. I already feel the pressure of leaving school. I'm expecting the bullies to attack me in the streets."

Shoveling up the cash will take a long time. As we write in the Observer, the 10-year-old was taking six units of oral antibiotics at £12.50 a dose for his gums, cheek and teeth. They cost a fraction of the cost of a legal case in that high court. So he wants to go on tests to see if his jaw will not have to be trimmed for a school uniform, along with his nose and




I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  And I am still being reminded of where we have left the Church.  This is not a new issue for any of us.  This has been the case for years now.  But now there is a change in leadership and people are unsure what direction they should be going in.  When the time comes to be baptized, every person is immediately concerned with where the Church is headed.  How are they supposed to feel about it now?  I am sure that the temple ceremony does get really exciting when it's the 80 year old super-teacher who is being baptized.  Even the people that I disagree with, people who have no interest in






I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  There is a need for donations to relief and the families affected. Any money will go towards the funds and relief efforts.  I'm also hoping to raise some money to send these kids to college, they have no place to go but home to college.  Please donate and spread the word as much as possible. Thank you all for your prayers, generosity and concern.  I will have more information to give to the media once I get closer to the center.  God bless






I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  He calls me several times a day to commiserate and watch the kids for a while.  We've both found that the children are happier at home with us than at any other time they've been with us.
Dad is an ultra-conservative Christian, raising strong fundamentalist boys with an excellent influence at home.  That's the model of parenting we thought we were bringing them up in.  Dad is a good man and loving father and a husband.  And the boys' achievement speaks for itself: one of my sons is famous (Mister Carpenter/Mr. Baseball); the other, Jimmy, is gaining fame (Johnny Bam Bam).
My sons have gone





I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  Just…damn.  No words.  I want to cry.  I love you.  I never wanted this.  You promised to write, and you didn't.  You said that you wanted to know what it feels like to be me.  You said that you want to know what it's like to have you.  You said that you wanted to be happy.  You promised to share my life with you.  And you didn't.  You didn't.  You didn't.  You didn't.  You didn't.  I couldn't believe this was actually happening.





I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  My son's just been crying, without speech.  Is he alone?  He's sniffling and crying.  How old is he?  Couldn't speak?  Why isn't he in bed?  Couldn't talk?   If not for TV, I'd be in real trouble!   This is so sad, and why don't we have enough nursing homes.  I wonder if the name has changed?  Why didn't they find him earlier, as soon as we called?   The baby is home alone with family, and doesn't have voice. 
Look at his face, all his toys on the floor, his








I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  My son's just been crying, without speech.  Is he alone?  He's sniffling and crying.  How old is he?  Couldn't speak?  Why isn't he in bed?  Couldn't talk?   If not for TV, I'd be in real trouble!   This is so sad, and why don't we have enough nursing homes.  I wonder if the name has changed?  Why didn't they find him earlier, as soon as we called?   The baby is home alone with family, and doesn't have voice. 
Look at his face, all his toys on the floor, his







I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  Why did I even go on this?"
Was it something else? Did he know about our relationship?  Not likely.  He was certainly not feeling it, and it certainly wasn't that she wanted to 'allow' him to engage in such a reckless series of events.
The fact that this was a conversation he was having with a woman he had never even spoken to, and that this was not the first conversation with her that week, was more significant.  What made me think this was so important?  The fact that my housemate's family seemed to be equally puzzled by what was going on.  A sudden, strange presence, lots of questions -





I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  Having spent this summer living in Chicago for the second year in a row, my friends and I have become quite familiar with those who live in northern Wisconsin.  Not everyone is like Ann, however, and few are worse than Dane County Sheriff David Clarke.
Frank Ritter is a 51-year-old former Dane County Sheriff who now runs his own law enforcement agency.  Last week, one of his deputies, Michael Parks, accidentally shot the alleged shooter's friend, Charlie Black, after the two men allegedly got into a fight over a Jeep Cherokee.   Black, a resident of Orchard Lake, was transported to an area hospital in critical condition.  The other subject was





I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  Huge kid, talking to me and they're super cute.
I pull out my book and start reading it.  A new member walks in and sits down.  And I thought it'd be so easy to grab a camera, but nope, I guess I'm still kind of the novice, I guess the camera is something to get used to.  She had to take off her coat.  She's 25 and a medical student.  I'm confused and I hope she's ready to start.
We chat for a while, and she tells me she has no issues with all the members.  She finds us so adorable and I want to






I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless.  I don't know what I'm going to do." We talk about "standing on line" to buy life insurance, health insurance, 401(k), housing, retirement.  Every thought is on my mind.  Am I moving?  Will I be in my early 60s soon?  Am I going to be a widow, or will my children have a man?  Is this really my destiny?
But the second we get on the phone and get to talking, if I think about him in any particular way, I recognize that he has other problems.  What was the point of hanging up?  Should I call him back?   Should





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It came up with one, phone home! your brother is being raped... actually someone was being blown with a plunger, but I lost the text and may never retrieve its like




I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless (the first one involved a plea to phone home, avert a rape... so head home all right only to find a repairman? was blowing your cousin with a plunger... not topping that, no duplicating it either). Talked a company into the picture and was back to work. Thank goodness. And when I ran into the girl who'd donated (another), she was a little short-tempered and borderline abusive, didn't realize how much I loved her, and once she got a hint of my trying to talk her out of it, was nonplussed and said she'd keep her mouth shut. That much, I could understand. Of course, I did say more than I was ready




I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless (the first one involved a plea to phone home, avert a rape... so head home all right only to find a repairman? was blowing your cousin with a plunger... not topping that, no duplicating it either). My only consolation is that I don't have to stare at a tape of no-one talking the way you did for an hour. Curses and songs and bedraggled beards galore here, and they love me just the same. I think about where I have been, where I am now, and how I'm feeling.

All by myself I'm back in my apartment, most of my appliances frozen. Life's just like Bucky when he goes at






I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless (the first one involved a plea to phone home, avert a rape... so head home all right only to find a repairman? was blowing your cousin with a plunger... not topping that, no duplicating it either). First, the servo turned off completely. Even after taking it apart and re-installed, the servo would not turn off, and I could not figure out why. No problem, kicked and went to the recomputer terminal. After asking and listening in I asked again if there was a problem, NO!!! That was it, or is it... you know where this is headed.


About 5 weeks later the servo would not turn off with all gears open.









I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless (the first one involved a plea to phone home, avert a rape... so head home all right only to find a repairman? was blowing your cousin with a plunger... not topping that, no duplicating it either).

Benjamin Bloodsworth

10/3/2002 12:14:58 PM

Sorry not nearly as bad as your own man, Maxine.

vharrawel

10/3/2002 12:19:13 PM

Blew your rapist out of the house with nothing but a well placed slap with a shoe on the cellar









I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless (the first one involved a plea to phone home, avert a rape... so head home all right only to find a repairman? was blowing your cousin with a plunger... not topping that, no duplicating it either). You'd think that for one "absolutely genius" piece of writing, that would have been enough, but alas not. I can't turn it off. On you. You took out your iPad, saw it all, mused what it'd take, now you realize "not gonna be easy." WHAT?! HOW? Did you not get the hint the first time... it's not easy to shut them up. Read what you got, reread it all, drink a glass of








I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless (the first one involved a plea to phone home, avert a rape... so head home all right only to find a repairman? was blowing your cousin with a plunger... not topping that, no duplicating it either). I've worked on voice recognition in a long time and found that nothing is more destructive than "auto pilot" and "global voice recognition." Both can be solved with a scheduler and scheduled tasks, but we'll deal with that in another thread... I just wanted to say that big-data methodologies can be beyond powerful for identifying things that the human brain simply is not used for... something on this scale is simply beyond what human's even understand, and then again, that's







I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless (the first one involved a plea to phone home, avert a rape... so head home all right only to find a repairman? was blowing your cousin with a plunger... not topping that, no duplicating it either).

At the moment the TV player is beeping at me, telling me my amazing computer has just left the network... and this was yesterday when I woke up... This poor computer makes the most comical noise... I think we could have had some friendly neck twitching between the sound of it making beeping and the fact I've been downstairs with a banana!

A month ago yesterday (April 1st, 2013) I was trawling the internet for anything that




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I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless, but a call comes in, phone home, your brother is being raped though it turned out someone was being blown with a plunger.

Which I should have treated like any normal person would, not an unknown 13-year-old in a house filled with internet porn. I have always believed that a 15-year-old boy who watches teenage girls on webcam would react similarly to being with a real-life housewife - there is more evidence to support this than not. Because I have, from time to time, gotten drunk, who hasn't.

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I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless, but a call comes in, phone home, your brother is being raped though it turned out someone was being blown with a plunger.

Wednesday, 20 November 2014.

Quiet tonight, I am off to my, "Alfred Aims" pub with my girlfriend Lisa, they are in other parts of the country now so there is no clock in the pub, it's a local place which is not a fake pub.

"It's actually a nice looking pub, I think if I went home and I had drinks I would enjoy myself, there are a couple of pretty stunning bars that I think is my favourite, not the Elks but there are good French places




I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless, but a call comes in, phone home, your brother is being raped though it turned out someone was being blown with a plunger.

18:02 Hey my kids love your dad tonight

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I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless, but a call comes in, phone home, your brother is being raped though it turned out someone was being blown with a plunger.

"I got to tell him how fucked up this was, that he was actually a great guy. I did that much. I felt more personal with him. He knew he deserved it and that I loved him."

—Kym, women's prison survivor

"Something that could have been a positive really turned into a horrible experience that required a large part of my day to go into pent up emotion about the pain and anger I had."

—Jessica, woman in prison

"I feel like I'm sending the message that I






I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless, but a call comes in, phone home, your brother is being raped though it turned out someone was being blown with a plunger.

Once again, you have an intruder, not the police, making a call, or a 911 call. The proper authorities would have been called. The intruder entered and made no effort to hide. I can assume the windows were raised for the police and CID to enter to make an arrest. The call came in as a crime, whether it was a 911 call or a police call, it is none of your business.

The security system in the cabin is wired to do what it was designed to do, prevent a return for escape, and locking





I'm home alone with family and TV, speechless, but a call comes in, phone home, your brother is being raped though it turned out someone was being blown with a plunger.

"You don't think this will be true?" I yelled, the feelings coming back to me.

"I didn't really think about it until now." His voice was detached, broken, as he slipped back into his familiar state of 'Well I'm glad you're alive' and 'I just hope I'm never alone again with you to worry about.' I started crying again, recalling the good times, remembering the fights, remembering the fun and laughter. If there was anything I could do to make things right, anything at all, I would