i just got this as an email, thought i'd share it with you all, it kinda
hits ya when you're not expecting it...makes ya think about yourself, in
your own life.




A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to
visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into
complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee,
the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of
coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal,
some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to
help themselves to the coffee. When all the students had a cup of
coffee in hand, the professor said:
"If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up,
leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to
want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems
and stress.
Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most
cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we
drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you
consciously went for the best cups... And then you began eyeing each
other's cups. Now consider this: Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and
position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and
contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change
the quality of Life we live.

Now that is indeed something to give thought to.

thats pretty interesting speially since im sittin here with a cup lol.

Thats hella deep, I like it!

that's what im missin!! coffee!! lol

seems like my cup is a old crumple used one, i think it's beggining to
leak...............

honestly, i think i'd just pick a coffee cup that had a handle...i could
care less what it looks like, or the design, as long as it held the
coffee and i could hang on to it..

hi LG, hows you day going

hey can you name this tune since ur pretty good at it...

"Don't call for ur sergon even he says it's late, it's not ur lungs this
time but ur heart or ur faith,
Don't give me my money back, i don't want it anymore, thats not the
question i came back for it's not the way ur streched out on the floor,
I've broken all ur windows and i'v run through all your doors and who am
i to ask you to fight my wars.

was uppppppppppppppp?

no clue poison...who?

that was some real stuff LG,