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Winter Excitement Comes to THE QUEEN MARY: Stay, play or while the hours away.From the hearty fun of a Scottish Festival to unique shopping opportunities and new ways to kick back at the end of the day, THE QUEEN MARY is the place to be this winter.
Built on the River Clyde, THE QUEEN MARY is proud to celebrate its heritage during the 18th Annual Scottish Festival & Games. Boasting a wide range of activities and entertainment, the festival takes place February 18–20. Book your stay on THE QUEEN MARY with one of our value-packed packages starting at $175.
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At the end of a long day at the office, why not kick back and relax aboard THE QUEEN MARY? Our exciting new Happy Hour debuts in January, Sunday–Thursday, from 4 to 7 pm.
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Named for the smokestacks that tower over this luxury liner, Stacks Aboard the Queen Mary occupies the liner’s former Radio Telephone Room. Here, guests and visitors can browse an array of high-quality souvenir items, Queen Mary memorabilia and more.
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In 1926, Cunard & White Star began plans for what were then the largest and fastest passenger liners ever built. These liners were THE QUEEN MARY and her sister ship, The Queen Elizabeth.
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From: “Heather Heiden” <hheiden@jambajuice.com> Date: January 17, 2011 3:49:01 PM PST To:ameadows@zibabeauty.com Subject:Jamba Juice Catering – $2.25 Smoothies (Delivery Included) – Ends Feb 28th!
Hello –
What is an easy way to keep a healthy New Year’s Resolution for the workplace? Provide Jamba Juice Smoothies at your meetings, team events or parties this month! For orders delivered by February 28th, Jamba Juice Catering can provide you with a great deal…$2.25 12ozClassic Smoothies (complimentary delivery with the 45 smoothie minimum)!
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From: Basement Bhangra <Info@CongaRoom.com> Date: January 17, 2011 12:40:52 PM PST To:amita@zibabeauty.com Subject:Thursday, January 20th at 8pm, Blue 13 Dance Lessons at 8:30pm, Bhangra until 2am! Featuring DJ REKHA and LA’s Favorites Sandeep Kumar, Dhol Nation, with Many More… Reply-To: Conga Room <info@congaroom.com>
DJ Rekha’s Basement Bhangra Thursday, January 20th at 8pm inside Conga Room LA LIVE
—— Forwarded Message From: Kumar Sandeep <info@sandeepkumar.com> Date: Mon, 17 Jan 2011 08:47:51 -0800 To: Kumar Sandeep <sandeepkumar@me.com> Subject: A Retrospective on Bhangra on KPFK 90.7 Today @ Noon!
A Retrospective on Bhangra on KPFK | 90.7 FM (or live stream at kpfk.org <http://kpfk.org> ) Monday January 17, 2010 | 12:00 – 1:00 pm featuring Sandeep Kumar & Navdeep Mundi Things Indian are becoming more and more integrated into the U.S. mainstream lately: Dhol players rocked the Academy Awards in 2010, while popular nightclubs now feature Punjabi dance music. Since its launch in 1997, Basement Bhangra has forced club-goers to sit up and take notice of Punjabi-rooted Bhangra, rapidly making the outsider art-form an essential part of the club scene. As Basement Bhangra‘s success comes to Los Angeles, learn about bhangra’s early roots in fields of Punjab to its migration to the UK and onto Hollywood. From some ’80s hip hop laced recordings of folksy tracks to Panjabi MC’s cult classic, remixed by beat dropping Jay-Z, tune in for established tracks that get amped for American ears.
Warning! Whining dead ahead, please delete page before the debris of self-loathing, regret, and petty annoyances ruin your day and eyesight!!
Lately, I don’t know if I even know myself. Small things I used to ignore or not even let me enter my consciousness now grind away loudly in my head, and I feel as if some are there just to purposefully make our lives more miserable. I keep trying to forgive, to ignore to live day by day yet I feel so full of emotion that I manage to puke up small hissy fits or too sharp retorts to people who just happen to be in my eyesight..
Between her bouts of nausea, pill giving, constant asking if she’s ok, I have lost sense of who I am and what makes me tick. Gone is the schedule to write, to read, to sustain myself, and I realize I need to get back to basics as I completely alienate myself from everyone. I seem to have just become reactive and living emotion to emotion, and that doesn’t quite make me a pleasant person to be around especially if you are her best friend or my new brother-in-law.
Yet there is more to this than me being just self-pitying In all of this, is the cry of my love language: acknowledgement. I come from a family where we are quick to appreciate and recognize what we do for each other, yet I am with someone who is heading to possible depression as she copes with a disease that has stolen away so much of her energy and heart. We sit apart across a gulf of resentment, and self-pity, and while I call out to her, I seem to be just by myself, destined to wallow in a shallow pool of self-hatred and guilt. Our friends are trying to help yet are some too young, some too selfish and some just indifferent. Then there is the special category of people who seem to be waiting for for me to beg for forgiveness and all I can say is that they will be waiting a long time. Finally, there is the extra special category of self-important people who for one reason or another are not reaching out because they are “hurt” by my sentiments. To them, I say a big fuck you and please get out of my life. I pity myself for being dumb enough to be friends with them in the first place.
I also know that two simple words from her could change all of this. Two small words that if I heard occasionally or perhaps in the form of a card, a poem, a line or just an intimate moment. Two words that would make the day just go faster and more worthwhile instead of the constant and steady silence in our room and house. Two words that could cleanse away this wall of resentment between us. Two words from her that could make me feel like a husband rather than just a caretaker. Two words that could ease the heaviness in my heart and dampen my reactive nature. Two words that would make the 3 years of hell we had prior to her illness fade into black. Two words that would mute my hurt and anger at the world and those close to us because I am lashing out blindly. Two words: Thank You. Just that. Thank you. I do not need anything else. Those are the words that will sound proof me from my constant doubt, worry and self-hate.
Thank you for reading. Thank you Lord for never leaving me alone. Thank you Family for always being there are at my lowest moments and just bringing me up with your presence. Thank you ex-friends for teaching me the value of friendship and finally thank you to the ones who selflessly come out of the wood works and shown the true measure of caring.
