10 Star Paid

So I was asked to do this. I was also asked to be nice when I put this up here. (Geesh, am I that mean when I put new music up here?)

Well, to make it sound juicy and tempting to download..they're really good. I suggest you click the download button below, RIGHT AWAY. I love this kinda music and have been craaaving it for sometime now. They came out JUST in time...WHAT superheroes!

Right click me and "save target as"

Gotta give credit to this guy too ya know? Hes pretty much a golden god of mastering music. Studly too.

Babies...400 BABIES!!

Goodness, I haven't updated in a few days....this is so unlike me. I think somethings happening to me, like I'm turning into a new person. (heh...awesome!) Hokay, whatever...enough about me.

I have another neice!!! *clap clap clap* Im so happy for those Katou's...good job guys! Although this new baby really DOES resemble Gollum, Granny, Random Bald Guy, and...pretty much...alien. Haha, she'll grow up into a beauty...I know it!! That's just how it's been in the Jones' generation.

Kristina Katou
Born March 29th (right?). 3:30 AM. 3.2 kilos. 1 hour labor, natural birth.
Proud parents, pround grandparents and... REALLY PROUD AUNTY!!!

WASSAP GOLLUM??
Haha, she'll get her pretty looks soon...TRUST ME GUYS!!

AHahaha!!! MY SUMO-TOFU GIRL!!!
The poor thang is gonna get less attention now that the new one is born. She needs me right about ... NOW!!! Poor poor girlie, tsk.
She'll always be my favorite even if I get tons of neices and nephews, always always my favorite!!!

(and even if she looks like a ... BOY!!)
I love you Katie. (JOSH!! Give her a kiss for me!!!!...NOW!!)



Oh and Congratulations to Michael and Joanie!!! First baby boy...aww. I havent gotten any pictures yet, grr!! But Im expecting them very soon (I hope you guys are reading this). I'll write more about their WittleSupaBoi (<--I already nicknamed him!) once I get them photos, cuz I can't say much without seeing him... RIGHT?...right!

Last night, me and my parents were talking about how neato burrito it is for all you folks in Japan to have babies over there because of ... benefits. I made a very good statement near the end of our discussion, "I'm totally gonna have my baby in Japan" and my mom goes, "Well of course! It'll be easy for you cuz your single..." ....aheh, me and my dad started laughing cuz it sounded a bit wrong.
Heh, I dunno whats wrong with me. I've been all baby-crazed recently. Who posts about friends' babies and goes on and on about it?...no one right? geeesh, Im so originally weird.

Realized...

...that you might not like this post. But, if "random" suits you, hurray!...keep reading.

...that I need to get over missing the gym and start doing something wayy cooler than making love to weights. Like, Yoga!

...that I have a really nice lova lovin me. He's tall, handsome, got cheeks made out of sponge-bob, sweet, wants to take me out to the movies, makes my day all the time, got a voice like some random angel, supa cool, likes to sing really special songs to me, gets me trippin' whenever I talk to him on the phone, says things outta the blue that makes my smile-muscles get in shape (word!), and pretty much jummy lookin'. So if you see a man that matches this description, give me a call and I'll be on the double.

...cheese fondue will only be eaten in Heaven. (Unless a miracle happens) So I need to stop day-dreaming about it and stay focused on my life.

...James McAvoy will always be my true love. His musical-scotish-accented voice just sweeps me off the floor with eeease, his dazzling eyes gives me twinkly feelings inside my tummy, his mouth is like a cherry-pie sample that can't be touched by a missionary girl...but I don't care, my love for him will live forever....and ever. You'll always have a place in my heart James, always. (3/4 of it. I know I should give you more but...I hope you understand.)

...I'm a quarter scotish. *SMILES*

...I'm addicted to music. I have these spasms throughout the day that comes out of the blue even when I'm talking normally. Ex: "I need to clean the room...OMG I NEED MUSIC SOO BAD!!! GIVE ME SOME MUSIC!!! JUST ANYTHING!!!..where did I put my pants?" For reals, I think it has something to do with my mp3 player completely dying. (dude....I should give it a grave)

...brown rice pudding is the extreme "WEAK" out of them all. And I had to eat it today. (meditate on that)

...when I bear a son, his name will be.... "James". *SMILES*

...that I've got such nice pals. Always lending a hand to teach me new and needful things. Like K-Talking. You'll get it.........you got it?

...I'm so tired, I need to go to sleep.

End of discussion.

And now I can say that I've been to London...

Sleepy Update

Its been taking Joanie mucho tiempo to update this blog. Me am very very sorry. (and yes that is not correctly written, I know, hokay?)

Honestly, lifes been throwing awhole bunch of lemons at me so I've been busy making lemonade with them...juummyyyy!!! So there's my personal update for ya, consider yourself...UPDATED!! Hold on...theres more.

We had a little birthday party for one of our girlies in the home, so we got all jazzed up and ate some good food and did the whole sha-bang. (awesoooome) Good stuff bonding with the wittle girlies and getting them all dressed up...good stuff. Anyways, here are some photos.

I would post more of the kidos if my back wasn't hurting and my eyes were OPEN!

Watch this first before reading on:

Today was freeday. Me and Ang went to the gas station to do some outreach. We were, kinda, told that we couldn't get the beauts of Jesus' face out anymore so we had to be on hold for an hour till Daddy came to pick us up. I wanted coffee, so I decided to get the KENYA coffee, the coffee that's been imported from KENYA, coffee that is drunk by many KENYANS!!! (note: Please reread the orange sentance, except, really fast with big emphasis on "KENYA") It kinda had poison in it. Plus, I didnt eat any breakfast so I got the bad case of the shakingness and nausea. (NOT lame!!!) But anyhow, me (and my KENYAN coffee) and ang were sitting on the corner step, waiting for the van to pull in when this ol'americano tells us in a friendly-as-friendly-as-can-be voice, "Hi! Good morning! Beautiful day isn't it??" We reply in a friendly manner, of course, "good morning! yes! thank you jesus" (something along those lines, I dont really remember as I was getting poisioned by the KENYAN coffee). Then ang pipes in, "I bet he'd want all of our posters........*moment of silence*........400 POSTERS!!!!!"....hahaha.
We got our ride with good Ol' Pops. Went to aiki's favorite, whataburger and got a good burger...blah blah blah, blah blah bleee, blah blah blooooh*. (*Skipping mucho unwanted news) And then went to another gas station to see if we could do some more outreach. It went pretty slow but good, none-the-less, for us newbies. (rock on!!) After the clock struck DONG, we were waiting for daddy to come pick us up again, we were feeling supa stranded out in the no-where so Joan decided to ask ang a VERY important question, "DO YOU FEEL STRANDED?!?! WHAT ABOUT ..... RAANDED!??!?!" I think it was the sun that made us laugh mucho mucho mas mas (psssshtt, I know its wrong spanish grammar, cork that thought!) because we laughed perrrdy hard.
So daddy picks us up and turns out that he went to check about my ever-so-wanted-on-paper, drivers handbook!! As well as other things that I need for...dats right, a drivers permit.Big BIG hand for the courage wittle asian girl....*clap clap clap* thank you thank you!!! Please pray for me. Ahem.

Wow, did you just read through my huge truck load of ramblings? heh.... you should be awarded for, Best Reader of Rambles. I salute you amigo! Saluuute! ok time to zzzz.

Oh btw, just so everyone knows...I love my hunny buns so so much.
You da best ShuggaMuffin, da BEST!

Janam Din ki badhai!

It's my sisters birthday,
And my gift to her is like a piece of Culiacan-fudge.

It's not a jummy mexican meal put on a tray,
Nor a sexy indian man modeling on a bay.
My gift to her is like a piece of culiacan-fudge.

It's a sisters piece of poetry,
That brings shakaron music to the ears.
It's a piece of Joanie melody,
A supa dupa band's symphany,
That brings shakaron music to the ears.

This is a beautiful day for the sister,
On this very merry month of March.
A day that is rejoiced by every Indian Mister,
Who danceth nakedly through the streets of Mahister,
On this very merry month of March.

I hope your 19th year will bring you mas sun shine,
Chipotle Punjabi's* melting your heart.
I hope it'll bring you more than a one pesos life,
Rather, mucho indian curry and no more tacos filled with lime.
Chipotle Punjabi's melting your heart.
(*chipotle punjabi: Joanies dream dish...ayy mamamia!!!)

Have a wonderful new year,
Happily sending me coconut oil and chai every month.
Have a joy in missing mexican beer,
Singing in hindi with a cheer,
Happily sending me cocnut oil and chai every month.

Sensational Information

Someone has been wanting me to post about a certain topic because of my strange behavior: regular visits to her blog, thinking differently about the posts' she writes, asking if my thinking is write, getting an obvious 'NO' about it and coming up with a conclusion in my private head.

Pretty intense huh? Yeeep! It gets so intense, she's even wanted me to post rumors about it on my blog! For instance, she told me one day, "you should post that on your blog". (What "that" was will be refered to as a big fat rumor of Florences' that she wanted me to put up here.) Yes, that sweet and darling Florence McNair who sings about making love, sea shore walls, toot toot toot plastic, and siento tambueno, wanted me to post a big fat rumor on my blog. But, as we all know that only STUPID people obey such a command, smart Joanie WILL NOT obey her request to post "that" on this public blog. *clap clap clap*

But to be honest, my so called "strange behavior" is only because I wanna know about her love-life, that she just loves to make mysterious (only to Joanie), and NOT for the sake of looking into her life with a paparazzi's mindset. (No sire! Pals before Paps. is my motto) All of my reading, contemplating, and listening has one sole purpose...the L.L.I. (Love Life Investigation) Yes, so she's pretty much dying to hear what the out come of all this L.L.I. resulted as and, to see what fruit she has bore in my head.
So here Florence, I give u my peice of conclusion........I'll even post a picture of you!

Florence is currently in a relationship with a white man. Whose looks are so intensly sharp, you can be shredded into billions of peices by just lookin at him. (ouch!) His height is so tall, it encourages her to post a picture on her blog about how competitive she can get with her friends and their tall lovas. She likes to describe his eyes as, "Love". She has dilema's on what kind of tissue to bring him when he asks' her for some. As much as I would hate to describe what she's actually refering to in this post, lets just say that it is a definite, about-my-hunny post and let you think about it for a moment.......k thats enuf.

I hope I get a A+.