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is this a good laptop
Im getting a laptop for graduation and i really want a nice one. i customized this one myself but idk if i picked good things or not. SYSTEM COLORPlum Purpleedit PROCESSORIntel® Core™ 2 Duo T9550 (2.66GHz/1066Mhz FSB/6MB cache)edit OPERATING SYSTEMGenuine Windows Vista® Ultimate Edition SP1edit OFFICE SOFTWAREMicrosoft® Office Home and Student 2007 - Word, Excel + PowerPointedit WARRANTY AND SERVICE2Yr Ltd Hardware Warranty, InHome Service after Remote Diagnosisedit HD DISPLAYHi Resolution, glossy widescreen 17.0 inch display (1920x1200)edit MEMORY4GB Shared Dual Channel DDR2 at 800MHzedit HARD DRIVEDual: 640GB (2x 320) SATA Hard Drive (5400RPM)edit VIDEO CARD256MB ATI Mobility Radeon HD 3650 and AVerTV NanoExpress TV Tuneredit OPTICAL DRIVECD/DVD writer (DVD+/-RW) +Roxio Creator 10 Premier-Ultimate Burn/Authoringedit BATTERY OPTIONS85 Whr Lithium Ion Battery (9 cell)edit WIRELESS CARDSIntel®WiFi Link 5100 802.11agn Half Mini-Cardedit INTEGRATED WEBCAMIntegrated 2.0M Pixel Webcamedit SOUND OPTIONSIntegrated Sound Blaster® Audigy™ Advanced HD Software Editionedit KEYBOARDBack-lit Keyboardedit FINGER PRINT READERIntegrated Finger Print Readeredit My Accessories SECURITY SOFTWAREMcAfee 15 monthedit My Software & Accessories ADOBE & ENTERTAINMENTWildTangent Gamesedit My Service REMOTE ACCESSDell Remote Access, free basic serviceedit DATASAFE ONLINE BACKUPDell Online Backup 5GB for 1 yearedit DIAL-UP INTERNET ACCESSNo ISP requestededit ALSO INCLUDED WITH YOUR SYSTEM LCD and CameraHi Res glossy widescreen 17.0 inch display (1920x1200) w/ 2.0M Pixel Camera LabelsWindows Vista™ Premium Processor BrandingIntel® Centrino® 2 Processor Adobe SoftwareAdobe® Acrobat® Reader 9.0 your opinion? (sorry for everything being all jumbled up i just copy and pasted cus i couldnt get the link to work) oh and its $2200 if that matters. and do u think i could find a better deal?
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Baby shower games and gift ideas
i know i'm only 5 months along and don't plan on having my baby shower until the beginning of august, but i'm starting to think about my baby shower. My mom is throwing the shower for me at her house and we already have an idea on what food we want and the decorations, and the shower favors to give to guest (pink baby foot lollipops, and mint tins). We know we want to do the diaper raffle for people who bring diapers for the big door prize, measure my belly, baby word jumble, no crossing your legs or saying baby, and a candy bar word game (my mom found this one, but idk how to play it yet). What other games has anyone played at a baby shower that they liked? Also gift ideas for the winner of each game? We are thinking about doing 5 games (gift around $5 bucks or so), no crossing legs or saying baby for the whole shower (gift $10 bucks), name chosen in diaper raffle (gift $20 bucks). Any ideas?
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How do I improve my life Do I really live the life of a complete loser
I apologize for the cursing Ok, so I am going to basically tell you my life's story because I am looking for a major change in my life. I will tell you everything but my name. I am 17, I am a Junior in High School and I feel like a complete and total failure. Everywhere I look I see all of my classmates having fun and living the life, while I on the contrary, feel like I am living a meaningless life. While all of my classmates are out partying, having fun, just being happy, I am just sitting on the computer just wishing I can be in their shoes. It all starts out that I am very insecure of my body. I have a nasty farmers tan and I am not in shape. While guys in my school are somewhat, little, or entirely ripped I feel that my body is totally dragging me down the social ladder. I always look into the mirror and all I can see is my man tits growing little by little everyday and my once 2 pack abs is now turning into a kegger. I can never get the motivation to begin working out. I am also ashamed to be having braces at 17, I feel that I give off the nerdy kind of persona and girls seem to be totally turned off by my braces. Another big issue I seem to have is my lack of social skills. I just simply cannot talk that well in front of people. I always seem to jumble up my words and I just can't say whats on my mind. On top of that I feel that I come off as "awkward", esp. when it comes to girls. That's another thing, I HAVE THIS CURSE WITH GIRLS. I come off of as "awkward" and I cannot seem to "spit any game" at any girl. I feel like I am just a walking turn off and I am just not worthy in the eyes of women. High School is suppose to be the time of your life. And I am not feeling that. I feel like this all has been such a drag. I see pictures of every other person and they are just so damn happy with themselves. For me however, it's quite different. I work at a supermarket and I get straight A's. I am able to balance school and work with much efficiency, but my social life is in the toilet. I am never invited to the hundreds of parties that are involved in my town and since we live in the water, I have NEVER been invited to join a group of people to go on their boats. Instead, I just sit home on the computer and just look through facebook/myspace pictures of my friends and I just stare in amazement and in envy at all the fun they are having. I skipped out on my junior prom. HAH I almost forgot, turns out this girl that I thought I would NEVER have a chance with did in fact like me. I liked her ever since we started talking but I knew my chances were slim. None of my friends told me she liked me and I could of made her the happiest girl on the planet if i took her to prom. But I somehow fucked that up and I am now alone and just living my worthless life. My life literally involves the following: 1. Go to school 2. Go to work 3. Come home and stay on the computer Now I am just asking what I can do to just totally turn my life around. I have been like this for nearly myentire high school career. I missed out on homecoming, football games, parties, getting a car, kissing a girl, and just living the teen life. I have been literally deprived of everything a teenager in America is almost entirely involved with. I have been fucked over to many times with girls and friends, please I am in desperate need of help. I am about to enter my senior year of high school and I do not want to live like a crab and just come out of my shell and just have a good time for one in my worthless life.
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Im looking for a really good laptop Can you help me
I've done a bit of hunting and can't quite make heads or tails out of the endless numbers and letter jumbles. Here is what I need in a laptop, can you tell me what I should be looking for? If you can suggest an actual laptop, that would be great. But I suspect that, I should just stick with the basics, and buy upgrades. I'm completely computer illiterate, mind you, so I need tons of help with explanations. My little laptop now is about to sputter it's last breath, and it's time to find a replacement. Ok, so what I need in a laptop would be (in no particular order of importance) Something I can play games on that will be both pleasant to look at (graphics wise), as well as speedy despite the game running. Something that's dependable, attractive, and light. It has to be able to handle my amazing amount of documents, pictures, music, videos, games, and movies (I had to take almost everything off of my little putt-putt laptop so it would boot up in under 15 minutes) I think the term is hard-drive, so I'll need a fairly large one? I've heard that some computers have a really tiny keyboard, that's a no-no, I'm a college girl with piano fingers, cramped keyboards aren't my style. I prefer larger laptops anyway. I also heard that Apple has a laptop that has an 8 hour battery life, wow, so I'm sort of hoping for that as well. So, that being said, can you hit me with the computer lingo, translate it for me, and push me in the right direction? Specs is all I'm really asking for, I just really don't know what any of it means. I did check out a few websites but things like processor, memory, display, storage....I know what the words mean, lol, but the information supplied is sort of...well is very foreign. Thank you for looking and I hope you can help.
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Is this badaveragegood writing for a 12yearold
This is the beginning of a story I wrote when I was 12. It's not really the best, but I'd still love to hear what you think of it. I don't mind criticism. Thanks. (: Andi Jordan was the eye of the storm, a storm that would claim lives before unleashing its wrath upon her. She was the prize of the risky game that almost everyone in the world was playing. But right now, Andi was sitting in the living room, looking extremely bored as she reached for the remote control and turned the T.V on. The stain-remover commercial that was on managed to blare out its first cheesy line before a shriek drowned out its sound.       “ANDREA JORDAN!” screamed Andi’s mother, “What have I told you before?”       “To finish my homework before watching T.V,” recited Andi dully.       “Exactly. So what were you just doing?”       “Watching T.V before finishing my homework,” Andi answered, still in the same monotone.       Mrs. Jordan nodded. “Now go finish your homework. You’re not coming downstairs until dinner, or until you get your homework done!”       Andi said nothing but trudged upstairs to her room. Her blank homework lay sprawled across her bare desk. Everything else she owned was scattered across the floor, making her room look like the interior of a dump truck. Andi forced her way through the mess and sat down, staring at her homework for a few dull seconds. What was the point of bothering to do her homework anyway? She was already failing math; another zero wouldn’t hurt. She tossed her math workbook behind her, hearing the satisfying crash of it falling onto a pile of old toys. And history was a pointless subject; all of her friends said so – at least, all of her new friends said so, the ones who really counted. She pushed her history textbook off of her desk, watching it topple over and fall into a jumble of dirty clothes. And who needed science? She wasn’t going to be a scientist in the future anyway. Her science worksheets were shoved under the bed. Andi continued this elimination until all that was left was a measly worksheet – she wasn’t even sure what class it was for, she would just complete it as “proof” for her mother that she had been doing her homework. She scrawled a few random answers on the sheet of paper, not even bothering to read the questions before answering them.       After she had scribbled a few random words as an answer to the last question, she lay back on her bed and stared at the clock. She knew that if she came downstairs now, her mother would demand to examine each piece of homework she supposedly had done, but if she came down much later, she might be able to talk her mother out of the inspection.       Mrs. Jordan, meanwhile, was in the kitchen, crying. She had no idea what was going on with her daughter. Andi had once been the kind of girl that all of the parents she knew wanted – smart, polite, athletic, and pretty. She was a straight A student, on the school volleyball team, and several teachers’ pet. But now, Andi was completely different, and this change had happened so quickly that she hadn’t even noticed it. Andi was now failing three classes and close to failing all of the others, had been kicked off of the volleyball team, was loathed by most teachers, hung out with the “bad girls” at school, and got into fights. She wasn’t the Andi Jordan that everyone knew. Something had changed dramatically.
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How to solve TV JUMble
Clue: Jim Lane's Game ( AINDTG) Clue: Tim Taylor's Urban area (TODORTE) Clue : walt's adjective (AGMCLIA) Clue: Cliff calvin Parcel (PEVLEONE) ( UNSCRABLE ) then Answer : TWO Words .. ( d t d r t m a i l n v e e ) solve it as two words _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Did you know He was once a weather man ? Clue: 1977, this man host a game show pilot called the "The Riddleers"
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What should I do to help myself
Ever since I was really little, I've been thrown into mental institutions and drugged up by psychiatrists who all thought I had tons of mental disorders. Back then, I would take up to 12 pills a day..and I wasn't even 10 years old. Right now I'm 18 years old, and just barely starting to live in a "real world". I don't have the money or time to regularly see a psychiatrist and a psychologist, or go to mental institutions. I don't know what to do about my "disorders", which are making my life very hard to live. I need some help trying to find natural ways to suppress these problems I have. These are my problems, please help me find an herb/supplement or technique that can help me finally live a life like everyone else. - I have very bad insomnia one week, and very bad hypersomnia another. Usually I'll get 3 hours a night, then 17 hours a day of sleep. - My eyes are very sensitive to light and color, and I'll often see clouds of bright colors and "energy" everywhere I look. I also see little "stars". - I often hear whispering when I don't listen to music, so I constantly have to keep a noise going to distract myself from them. - I have extreme paranoia, and I constantly feel that people are watching me, and that the objects in my room are "watching" me or planning to hurt me some way. - I have terrible anxiety, and very bad social anxiety. I only have one friend, and she is online and lives thousands of miles away. I am constantly alone. - I have terrible nightmares every night, which affect my waking life. - I have muscle spasms, and I constantly have to be moving in some way. I never sit still. Involuntary muscle movements in my left leg, and my blinking is strange. - Lost in thought to the point where everyone and everything around me is nonexistent to me. - I either feel no emotion, or an extremely high level of anxiety, anger, depression over trivial matters. - I feel no pleasure from activities that are normally pleasing. I like the idea of dying, being brutally beaten, etc. - I'm afraid of everything. Every single thing in this world, no matter how innocent it is. I've had terrible nightmares of things such as chairs and rainbows. I'm not able to watch action movies or horror movies, or play games of the same genres. Everything around me has to be extremely happy and not one bit frightening or I'll develop a terrible phobia of it. - I'm bad at communicating. I never know what to say, and when I do say things, they often become a jumbled mess of words. I'll forget simple words that form sentences. - I sense that everyone feels hostile towards me, or hates me. I've never been able to keep a close bonded friendship. I'm not close with any of my family members. - I constantly want to be alone. I dislike human contact. People make me feel nervous. - I have extreme memory loss, to the point where I've already completely forgotten my day by the time I go to bed. (I keep a diary because of this problem) - A week will feel like an entire month. I'm constantly forcing myself to learn as much as I can in one day because I feel that I am rapidly growing up in such a fast pace, that if I don't learn, I'll be too stupid for my age. - How I emotionally respond to things is distorted. I smile and laugh when I shouldn't (when someone hurts me, when something bad happens, terrible situations, etc) - I become obsessed with something, only to completely forget it exists the next day. - Inability to understand simple things. I read a simple sentence and spend a long time trying to comprehend it. - I'll feel disassociated with my body a lot of the time. This isn't the full list..but they are the bigger problems that bother me. I'm not asking for a diagnosis..just help with overcoming these problems and living a normal life.
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Any constructive comments on my little prose piece
Elsie held the porcelain figure in her hand and regarded it thoughtfully. She had always hated it - ever since George had first brought it home to her that day and laid it before her, proudly - almost like a cat presenting a mouse to its horrified owner. "It's horrible", she had said, contemptuously, when he had first shown it to her. "Whatever made you think I'd like that?", she had spat, making not even the slightest attempt to season her words with a hint of gratitude for the thought behind the gift. Elsie was the kind of woman who called a spade a spade and seemed proud of the fact. "It's rubbish. I won't have it in the house. Get rid of it", she had ordered, turning her attention back to her dishes. George looked hurt...crestfallen...devastated - like a little boy who had just received a sharp slap across the back of his hand as he helped himself to a biscuit intended only for visitors. "I...I thought you would like it", he had stammered, trying to hide his hurt. "Look - it's a little bear - with a hat - and a collar and tie. I thought it was cute. I'm told it's a collectable", he had finished lamely. "I'm not having it in the house", she had stated. "I don't want the ladies from my guild thinking I've lost my marbles, cluttering up my living room with cartoon ornaments. It's junk. Give it to a jumble sale - but get rid of it!", she had said. And that was that. Or at least it would have been if George hadn't been made of sterner stuff than his wife gave him credit for. He just couldn't throw out 'little Yogi', as he referred to the unwanted gift. In fact, George's affection for the figurine seemed to increase in direct proportion to his wife's hatred of it. He would tuck it away, half-hidden, behind a picture-frame or a vase until, inevitably, she would discover it and then the game of 'hide-and-seek' would begin again. Many a time she wondered why she simply did not throw it in the bin, but there was something about the face of the figure which rendered her incapable of such action; a bit like a kitten staring into your face, lovingly, as you tried to pull the trigger of the gun whose muzzle it so affectionately rubbed itself against. It was simply impossible, but she hated it - hated it with a passion. "Damn the man", she used to say. And so it went. Until the day she had received a 'phone call from George's office. Was she sitting down? They were terribly sorry. It was so sudden. He wouldn't have felt a thing. If ever there was anything they could do to help, they had said. She had placed the 'phone back on the receiver, slunk down on the chair next to it - and cried - and cried - and cried. She cried for two hours, then made herself a cup of tea, then watched Coronation Street and went to bed. She never cried again. A few months later, the sum total of George's life lay collected in an assortment of boxes and carrier bags gathered in the hall. On the top box, lying on one of George's lambswool sweaters, was the object of Elsie's loathing - that damn porcelain bear, grinning inanely at the ceiling as if it expected the ceiling to grin back. "Hark at me", she thought. "It's almost as if I thought the blasted thing was alive". She laughed at her foolishness and consoled herself with the knowledge that, from tomorrow, it would be someone else's eyesore. Sam from next door had offered to drive George's things down to the charity shop in the town. Then it would be time to forget the past and move on to the next chapter in her life. Life had begun to feel good again - a new optimism had recently begun to permeate her soul and she looked forward to the future with enthusiasm. Her years with George seemed almost like a dream. "This all there is?", Sam had asked when she opened the door to him the next day. He took out the carrier bags first then came back for the boxes. The top box was the smallest so he put that to one side and carried out the bigger, heavier ones, puffing and grunting as he did so. "Last one", he said, as he bent to pick up the box containing that damn porcelain bear. Elsie's eye fell upon it as he did so, and a strange feeling that she did not quite understand suddenly started to well-up in her innermost being. A feeling of...grief, loss, pain, remorse, pity - a kaleidoscope of emotions that threatened to overwhelm and engulf her. "Wait a minute", she heard herself saying as she plucked the figure from its place atop the sweater. "That's it, Sam. Thanks very much for all your help", she said, quietly and with a bewildered tone. Elsie held the porcelain figure in her hand and regarded it thoughtfully. She had always hated it - ever since George had first brought it home to her that day and laid it before her, proudly - like a cat presenting a mouse to its horrified owner. Now, however, she suddenly found that she held a strange affection for it. Like a mother -to-be who has been told that her child will be horribly handicapped, but, surprisingly, finds herself finds herself loving it anyway. Not grudgingly, not reluctantly - but totally and unreservedly loving it despite its flaws and handicaps, when reason would suggest that she be appalled, horrified - disgusted, even. Sometimes we are surprised to discover that we are not as hard, or as rough, or as unfeeling as we imagine ourselves to be. And so it was with Elsie. She looked at 'little Yogi' and thought of George...and remembered how much she had loved him...and realized just how much she missed him. She tenderly caressed the little figure, kissed the top of its head and, walking over to her very best display cabinet, placed it in prize position on the top shelf where visitors would be sure to see it. Then she smiled to herself and went and made herself a cup of tea, and sat and thought of all her wonderful years with George. "Bless the man", she said. And - somewhere - George was smiling to himself too. (Sorry, I was cut off. Hope it doesn't disrupt the flow too much.) Please note that NO t/ds are from me. Nice one, hydro. Now you're getting into the spirit of the game. Humour is fun, see? Prot, thank you for your glowing comments, but I do need to tidy it up. The main idea has been at the back of my head for a while, but I pressed the "ask" button and then wrote it as I went along. I'll revise it at some stage. Andy, why the surprise? Did you think I couldn't write or something? But thanks for the comments. (Won't you even give it a little kick?) Ah, but Buk...the journey is half the fun. This is really a short story in disguise. I actually think it needs expanding in places. Now, tell me (criticisms aside)...did it move you? (And I don't mean to the toilet.) There are bits that need trimmed, of course, but it WAS written on the hoof. Maybe I'll repost an edited, revised version. And when I do, Cilla, I'll generously explain the basics to you. Then your 'shopping lists' will be sure to show a vast improvement. Incidentally, the use of the word 'had' in places is to denote that these pieces of dialogue are, in effect, flashback sequences. Miss Buns, I can see why you're still single. Difficulty keeping a man, perhaps? No 4, come in...your time is up. Nice of you to describe your own comments in the first sentence.
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