14 July 2006

one door closes...

Hello, friends and neighbors. Welcome to my blog at its new location. A few days ago, the powers that be voted me off the myspace island, putting a quick end to my blogging. Don't get me wrong, myspace was quite the enjoyable addiction, but it is nice to have this new forum for my thoughts, joys, and agitations. I doubt this will be read by as many, but there will be no more "hey baby youre kinda hot lets meet" emails from nearby strangers or fake threats of myspace expulsion from Tom. So we'll see how this goes.

Some of you may be wondering why I chose to title this blog page "the crucible". Well, when one is going to melt down some metal to cast it, it is melted in a crucible then poured into the mold or ingot. I consider myself to be a multi-faceted person (sorry about all the jeweler references), a strange juxtaposition of contradictions. I cherish my dry, sarcastic sense of humor, but I still a worrywort and a scared little kid deep down. I am a devout, conservative Christian, but my word choices are often crude, abrasive, and downright vulgar. I am known as someone who openly speaks her mind but fears arguments and confrontation. All these conflicting aspects of my personality have been melted together and formed the person I am today.

Oh, so you want to know who I am? Mmmmm. Guess that's sort of important here. I'm Amanda. Jonathan's wife. Budding jeweler. Annoying little sister. Loving daughter. Mother of a very bratty cat named Oliver. You'll figure out the rest as we go.

G'night, all!

5 comments:

Amanda said...

Holly: Yeah, when myspace dumped me, I put my Jewel cassette tape in my walkman and cried all the way home.
LOL

Amanda said...

LOL...forgot about that! I noticed that she kinda sold out recently. These days it seems like she's more like a badly dressed hooker (as if any of them are fashionable) with too much clevage and hair gel. Guess she's making more money by being "dirty" a la Christina Aguliera. And isn't her "Intuition" song featured on a ladies' razor commercial? Yeah, she's the definition of success.

Anonymous said...

You forgot to say you got your crude, dry, sarcastic, vulgar sense of humor from your dear mother's friend, dear Debbie. I get no credit at all?
love ya anyway!

Amanda said...

Okay, Debbie, you win. I hereby bestow all credit for my uncouthness to you.

The last time I saw you, you managed to bring up a sex topic so icky and embarassing, I cannot bring myself to type the words here.

IN FRONT OF MY HUSBAND AND MOTHER! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!

Jonathan is still recovering.

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