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How much wood flooring do i need. Installing attic floor. Gym floor maintenance.



How Much Wood Flooring Do I Need





how much wood flooring do i need






    wood flooring
  • Most wood flooring is made of hardwoods, such as oak, maple, pecan, beech and birch. There is solid wood flooring and laminated, which combines wood layered in different directions for strength and to inhibit warping.

  • Most often made from hardwoods like maple, pecan, beech, birch or oak.

  • Wood flooring is any product manufactured from timber that is designed for use as flooring, either structural or aesthetic. Bamboo flooring is often considered a wood floor, although it is made from a grass (bamboo) rather than a timber.





    how much
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    i need
  • Kandi Burruss (born May 17, 1976), better known by her stage names Kandi or Kandi Girl is an American R&B singer-songwriter and record producer. She is also a former member of the group Xscape from Atlanta.

  • "I Need" is the second single taken from the album Blurring the Edges by rock singer Meredith Brooks. It was released on November 25, 1997.

  • "I Need" was released as a buzz single from American R&B singer's Kandi Burruss' second album B.L.O.G..











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“That familiar noise reaches my ears. *click* *click* *click* followed by the even more familiar scent. I realize just how stoned I am when turning over to see whose sparking seems near impossible. Within a few seconds the circle is formed again. I’m trying to remember how much I’ve smoked today, but we all knew at this point that focusing on a tiny fact like that isn’t possible. My turn to hit. I start with a small hit to see how strong the stuff actually is. Next I hit back as much as my lungs can hold. Before I even begin to exhale I can feel my fingers start to tingle. I can’t determine whether this is the pot, or if this is the copious amounts of morphine I ingested just so that I could make it through last class. Before I know it, the joint is finished and someone is pulling out the bong. Willy Bongka we call it. As I look around I realize that in a few weeks I won’t be able to come here anymore. When the rest of the leaves fall of the trees it will expose us all to the string of backyards and little children playing in them. Next thing I know, back to reality, or at least what my reality looks like. The bong is sitting in my lap; apparently it’s my turn for a hit. I ask someone to light me. After a few attempts I watch the green glow red and the thick smoke fill the glass. The bowl comes out and my lungs are hit with all the smoke. My eyes start to drop as the smoke rolls gracefully from my nose. I hear a few more clicks, but can’t open my eyes just yet. I go in for another hit as I’m cheered on by these people I call friends. Finally, the bong leaves my hands. I fumble through my tin trying to find my pipe. I load up a bowl and get it lit. I take a few tokes and pass it on. We finish up and gather our energy as we head to the next spot. Even when this intoxicated it takes no thought to follow the routine. We get to the next spot, my turn. I pull out a joint and spark it. Halfway through I have to back out. My throat hurts too much to continue. Again we leave this area of the woods and head for the next. What feels like hours later we arrive at the fort. I check my phone, amazed that it is only 5. I turn my left to see someone hitting the bong again, the routine continues here as well. We start to head home in our different directions. As I reach my house I give my eyes a few drops and head upstairs get hanged. Now it’s time for the best acting performance all day. I greet my parents and take my long awaited seat on the couch. As I sit there, I feel my legs trying to separate from me. They are slowly sinking to the floor. Next thing I know I am awoken to go to bed. As I head upstairs I feel uplifted knowing that I am far too high to even consider the knife tonight. I lay down in my bed dreading the morning. Dreading the time when reality sets in. I try to say a quick prayer before I nod off to sleep.”
- written by a very close friend of mine
We are like children, our mind is blank and our heart is yearning to be filled. We fill it with so many things, the need for love, drugs, drinking, wearing a whole bunch of make up, cutting, exercise. Everything. Anything. And through it all we even know it’s not right. “Now it’s time for the best acting performance all day” or “dreading the time when reality sets in.” Isn’t it funny how we do things that we don’t want to face afterwards.
Here’s something you should live by - if you don’t want people knowing about it, you shouldn’t be doing it.
The thing is though, we make mistakes. We do stupid things and honestly I think it’s important that we go through these things. Because only after that can we realize what we’re missing and whether or not we like who we’ve become. I’m not saying what my friend did is wrong or his lifestyle but knowing him, I know he wasn’t happy being that way.
The best part? As nostalgic as we become over our pasts, the real truth is we are children of God. Children. Kids. Young. Forgiven. Whether you have parents that make you happy or whether they hurt you or have hurt you. The fact is you have a father that will always love you no matter how many times you screw up, fall down, and scream and shout at him.
Psalm 16:1-5 “In you, O LORD, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame; deliver me in your righteousness. Turn your ear to me, come quickly to my rescue; be my rock of refuge, a strong fortress to save me. Since you are my rock and my fortress, for the sake of your name lead and guide me. Free me from the trap that is set for me, for you are my refuge. Into your hands I commit my spirit; redeem me, O LORD, the God of truth.”
You may not hear from God right away. You many not feel him. Yet the moment you collapse into him and into the fact that you’ve done wrong I promise you your life with turn around. We ask God to come to our rescue and he never fails us because his love never neglects however you can’t stand there and expect miracles. Just like a real Father, you cannot treat him poorly and ignore his existe











the saddest part of all...




the saddest part of all...





was knowing this once rested on a child's grave. i found it just lying in the grass, lost and forlorn...
it was about that time that i decided i shouldn't intrude on this sacred place any longer...

Back in the Jeep -- we took some back roads (o, don’t think we’re big four-wheelers; our Jeep has rarely been on an unpaved road). But even paved back roads can lead to amazing discoveries. I am intriguied by cemeteries and the older the better; I always wonder about the lives I see in front of me. How did that live that dash between the year of birth and the year of death?

So imagine my delight when we ran smack into an old, overgrown mountain cemetery. Even more delightful was finding a gate open so I could enter and wander around. Top that with the place was HUGE; I’m sure I only covered a small portion of it. I definitely want to return. I didn’t do as much shooting as I would have liked because 1) it was really hot 2) I was a little afraid I might get lost and I forgot to bring my cell phone w/me (the mister stayed behind w/boo-boo) and 3) it was a little creepy – even in the middle of the day – to be there all by myself. Just me and a bunch of very old headstones, the trees, wildflowers and mountains going on forever.

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