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So I realized that I've never gotten around to updating on my whole cat situation. It actually has changed quite a lot. For starters, he hasn't come back. He hasn't let me see him OR hear him. I still hold out hope that I'll hear of him sometime soon, but there's no guarantee and I doubt I'll be surprised if I never see him again.

Poor guy.

Stupid idiot.

Sigh.

Anyway, so a few weeks passed without a cat at all. Not that it was much change, all it meant was I didn't have to keep food out or change little box. It's not like I could touch or play with him anyway. In this time, I started going to the SPCA on my days off to help out a little. Mostly I go, sit in the room with the cats and let them climb all over me. I pat them & play with them so they won't be so lonely. You'd be surprised how desperate the poor little guys are for attention. The workers try to spend time with them, but there's so much to do & not enough time in any given day.

Anyway, I went and it was fine. I enjoyed myself, but I didn't meet any special little one. I went back and on my 2nd trip in, I met her. I went into the adult room first, then into the kitten room, then I went into the in between room. She was sitting there, curled up all comfy, watching me. She looked up at me, our eyes met and bam! It was the weirdest thing ever; it was like she looked into my eyes & saw my soul. Rather as though she had managed to see that bit of me that nobody ever sees & found that she didn't care one way or the other what she saw. I was who I am, and that was fine by her.

I sat down on the floor to play with them. I didn't dare go over to her, in case I was imagining her or some fool thing like that and started to play with the cats. She stayed where she was & just watched me. Stared her head off, but didn't move. She wouldn't come over when I tried to entice her, but just watched me. Finally the rest of the cats started to wander off and I got up. I went over and held out my hand. She sniffed it politely and looked up at me. I picked her up and started patting her. She just got comfortable, started purring & let me. At this point I went and found a worker while I was holding her & asked who she was. Her name is Ariel, just like the Little Mermaid.

After a bit, I put her down & patted her one last time. I was running late for an appointment. She looked up at me as if to say, "Thanks for that" and tucked her nose under her tail to go to sleep. The reason I hadn't met her before was because she'd just came in a few weeks before and had immediately fallen sick, so she'd been in the back room trying to get over it.

I went home in a right state. I wanted that cat. I wanted her more than I'd wanted ANYTHING in a very long time. But, when I told my folks, I got the response I expected, and was told not right now. I moped around the house for the rest of the night, not realizing why I was so miserable. Before I went to bed I clued in that I missed my cat. It was weird.

Anyhow, I understood why my folks wanted to wait a bit, so I didn't push it with them. I told them that when the mice came back, they'd be very hard pressed to stop me. After that infestation last year where nothing we tried would dispose of them, I'm quite convinced I'll have a cat forever now.

So I just took it to a higher power. The HIGHEST power. I prayed about her. I told God how much I wanted her. I've never wanted a specific cat so badly before. I've always wanted a cat, but it wouldn't have mattered who, so long as it was a cat. I asked him to please keep her safe for me & could he please hold her there for me until I could get her? But if it wasn't okay for me to have her, could He please ensure that she got placed in a GOOD home this time, with somebody who would love her & dote on her the way she deserves. Still, I really would like her & could He please help me get her?

I went to sleep. Had crazy messed up dreams about that stupid Little Mermaid from the movie. Finally around 6 I got up to use the washroom. No big deal, I do this pretty much every night at least twice. I went back to bed & turned on my music. I was just starting to drift back off to sleep when I heard the characteristic CRACK that the mice make when they squeeze out of the little hole in my wall. I was instantly wide awake, hoping that I was hearing things. I didn't get up, but lay there, listening with all my might. After about 5 minutes, I heard it. 'Scuffle, scuffle, scuffle!' I sat up & turned on my lamp, so I could watch as I listened. It was hardly 2 minutes when I saw the little monster run across my floor and hide in a bag of grocery bags I had on the floor.

I do mean little too. He was small enough he could have sat on one of those old silver dollars & not spilled over the edge. Well, I was out of bed with my stuffed bear & upstairs in under a minute. I slept on the laz-e-boy for the rest of the night, trying not to cry. I was just remembering the last time & freaking out that they were still going to say no I couldn't get my cat.

Well, they didn't say no. They didn't want to, but they let me get her. Rather, they let me foster her. Which means I get her for a little while without paying the adoption fee. If I end up keeping her, I pay the adoption fee then. Normally they won't foster out healthy animals. They'll only foster out the ones that need special attention to get better or special attention to break their shyness. But when I explained what was going on to the girl at the SPCA, she let me foster Ariel for now, even though she wasn't sick or anything any more.

We had a brief scare that she might be starting to be pregnant after we first got her. I'm pretty sure now that she was just in heat, but I'm trying to keep an eye on her. Apparently if she is pregnant, just as soon as we're sure, they'll have her spayed. I'm not sure I approve of it, since it sounds very much like abortion, but the vet technician made a good point. They'd rather operate and have the kittens sounds asleep & not fully formed instead of having to put down cuddly kittens in 3 months when nobody wants them. Apparently the cat never seems to care or be bothered by the fact that somebody stole her babies & it's easier.

I see their point. But I'm still praying frantically that she isn't pregnant. I need to get her spayed, but I don't want to have to make her have an abortion. Needless to say I'm stoked. It seems like WAY too many coincidences to be coincidence. Besides, I don't believe in coincidence. Everything has a reason. EVERYTHING! Might not always be clear what the reason is, but there always is one. ALWAYS!

Anyway, that's the scoop. Black little lad has run away, orange little tabby has taken his place. For now at any rate. She's the most loving cat I've EVER had. She comes running when I call (sometimes), follows me around, sleeps with me, sleeps on me when I'm watching movies, meets me at the door when I get home from being out. It's great. She really likes water too, which really messes with my head. I swear if I'd have let her in the tub when I was having my bath the other night, she would have jumped all the way in, the way she was playing with the water. It was really weird. Cute as all get out, but weird.

So I'm off. I work today & need to go get ready. Off topic, Pinky passed his inspection. He needs a new wheel bearing on his front driver's tire, but that'll wait for a month or two. I was some pleased. Ariel has ear mites & if I'd had to fix Pinky this pay, I wouldn't have been able to get her looked at.

V

"The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine; But God, who call’d me here below, Will be forever mine." -John Newton, last official verse, Amazing Grace.

Le Sigh, Stupid Black & White Moron.

Well, the cat hasn't come back. I saw and heard nothing until yesterday evening. He started carrying on like he used to while I was trying to sleep. So I got all excited and went out to see if maybe he was hanging around. I didn't expect to be able to get near him or anything, I just thought maybe he'd let me catch a glimpse of him.

Nothing doing. I did however get to meet the little guy who had gotten mine to go outside in the first place. Loving little buddy, almost all black, but he(she? I didn't pick him up to see.) has a splotch of white on his nose that spills down one side of his chest. His paws are white too. He was friendly as can be. I had taken some food out to try to lure my cat out of hiding and this one just bold as brass went up to Marvel's (my cat) dish and started eating out of it. I took it away from him, after all, who am I to feed somebody else's cat? Especially when I don't know who owns it. The neighbours on one side have an indoor cat, so it's not theirs. And the neighbours on the other side have a white poodle, so it's definitely not theirs!

In the end though, I left the food out all night, just in case Marvel was hiding out of sight super hungry, but scared to come closer. Some of it was gone this morning, but I have no way to tell who ate it, my guy or that other little one. The little black and white fellow followed me around the yard like a puppy though while I looked with the flashlight to see if I could find my idiot stick. I wish Marvel would be so friendly. I just want a cat that I can pat once in a while, lavish some love on. Poor thing thinks I'm out to get him when I would never do such a thing.

Apparently the neighbours with the dog saw them together though. They took off once the neighbours got too close, but that's a comfort anyway. I know he's not hurt somewhere or anything horrible like that. I still hope that he'll come back though. I'll deal with an out/in door cat if I have too. I'd rather have an all indoor one, it's safer, but I'll take what I can get. I expect he'll be back once it starts getting cold. He knows there's warmth and such here at any rate. That's something.

Stupid black & white idiot. I swear, it's like he's psychotic. At least he's outside now. If he wants to spray, have at 'er. If he'll work up the nerve to come back, I'll take him into the vet & get him fixed. That way at least I'm sure I'm not letting him spawn random wild babies that will cause problems out and around the area.

I just figured I'd update. I don't think anybody reads my blog, but just in case they do, I figured they might be curious as to what's going on with the moron. Poor little moron. I don't know what to do for him.

V - "Sometimes at night when I go out, the cookies watch me." -Anon.

Cats and Frustrations.

Well, I think I'm well shot of that black monster who lived in my basement. I don't know if I'm pleased or sad or both. I think I'm probably both. After all, I did really like that idiot and just wanted to be his friend, but as he was quite convinced I was some kind of cat eating freak, that wasn't happening.

I got a cat a year or so ago from a lady who just couldn't take care of all the cats she had. One of them had kittens and the kittens were nearly 5 months old & with the whole litter, she'd have had 6 cats. That's a bit much on anybody, especially for feeding. He was the friendliest of the litter, liked to be inside the most, was generally the easiest to make up to. He was definitely the easiest to catch, so I took him without a passing thought.

I should have stopped and taken the time to think things through and pray about it. He was a semi feral cat, meaning that he was partially wild & through and through outdoorsy. I brought him home, didn't dare let him outside in case he ran away & tried to be nice to him. But I wasn't allowed with 10 feet of him. Any closer and bam! He was off like a light, hiding.

We worked out an arrangement though. I'd talk to him and be nice to him & he'd let me see him on occasion. I'd hear him every night when I was trying to sleep, but I couldn't prevent that. Anyway, it's been a year or so. We tried a couple times after he'd been here for a while to let him outside, but he wouldn't go. I had sprayed "Cat-Away" spray on the door when we first got him to deter his trying to escape & he wouldn't go near it. He'd wander by it, look out, but wouldn't GO out.

He still hadn't started spraying, but he insisted on peeing where he wasn't supposed to, mostly in the entrance way of the upstairs or on the landing on the stairs. I kept his litter box clean & stuff & he pooed there, but he insisted on peeing by the main door. We were at our wits end. We couldn't catch him to fix him, we couldn't get him to go outside, nothing.

So I finally gave in. Dad was wanting him gone for ages. And I finally told Dad that I would see about renting a live trap from the SPCA to see about catching him & taking him over to the vet. There was nothing for it. I figured I would have to have him put down. I didn't want to, but what could I do? Nothing was working. I tried bribing him with the milk he likes, he wouldn't go near it unless I wasn't there. I tried sitting quietly and talking nicely to him and not moving. He wouldn't come near me. Things couldn't go on like that! It was driving us all crazy. Let me tell you, cat pee is just as smelly as any body else's pee. I was febreezing it up all the time.

Anyhow, last night we had an arguement. I tried his milk on him again & finally left him alone to drink it. AFter a bit, I heard him in the entrance way, scratching and peeing! When I was up & about! Stupid brat! I got up, chased him away and cleaned it up. It was right by the door, so I tried opening the door to see if he wanted out. He didn't. He didn't come back upstairs till after I shut the door. Then he went right back out and started peeing by the door again! I chased him off, cleaned it up & this time I moved his water container up by the door. They won't use the washroom near where they eat/drink. That's how I curbed him of peeing on the stairs landing, by putting his milk there. He got all whiny and sulky after that. I was nearly in tears. I told him that I didn't want to have him put down, I wanted him to live another long long time, but he was starting to leave me no choice. I was going to have to cave in to my parents wishes and let him go.

Anyhow, for the last few months I've been praying for a miracle to happen. I've been praying extra hard ever since I started saving up to rent that stupid live trap. I did NOT want to have to kill him because he wasn't suitable for me & my life style. It felt very like the easy way out & I shunned the idea. So I prayed that God would provide me a way that I wouldn't have to. Either let the cat calm down enough that I could easily catch him & take him in to be fixed, or somehow let him get outside, so he can be the outside cat again that he is meant to be.

God answers prayer, every single time. I was in the washroom, doing something at the mirror & he was just around the corner, and down the steps on the landing. He'd whine a bit now and then to let me know that he wasn't impressed with me, but it wasn't anything unusual. Suddenly I realized that the chirruping noises he was making were not noises that I'd ever heard him make. I poked my head around the stairs, caused him to jump from the landing, down one step & looked. He was wideyed, staring from me to the door & back again, his tail three sizes too big. There was another little cat outside who'd heard him and wanted to make friends!

So I worked my way out of the washroom so I was sitting at the top of the stairs. I took the next 10 to 20 minutes slowly working my way down the steps, so I could get that door open again. He was in the basement by the time I did get it open, but he'd hung right around the bottom of the steps, watching. I was making sure to be very careful not to make sudden movements and to make sure he could see that I wasn't trying to get to him or anything, just the door. I propped it open and retreated up the stairs, to about 5 feet away from the door at the top. I leaned against the washer and watched & waited & prayed desperately that this would be the miracle I'd been praying for.

He inched his way up the stairs, over to the door and out it. After a good 20 minutes, he was sitting on the cement block of our step. I was shaking, I was so nervous & frightened, nearly in tears again, praying so hard & trying to talk softly and soothingly to him to encourage him too. I tried to inch my way over to the top of the stairs again, so I could go shut the door, but he caught on & jumped back in onto the landing, getting his wet paws on the carpet. I backed right off again. He went back to the cement block much quicker this time. I tried inching forward again, but he threatened to run back in again, so I backed right off & made sure I was walking right heavy as I went away, so he'd know I was at the other end of the house.

Once there, I tightened my sandals (they were loose & scuffling a little, which may have been further nervous making him) & then went to the kitchen table & sat down, my arms wrapped around myself, shaking. I noticed Dad's bible and opened it to his bookmark. I figured I would read to sooth my nerves & give me something to occupy my mind while I waited a little bit. It opened to Psalm 138.
"1 I give you thanks, O Lord, with all my heart;
I will sing your praises before the gods.
2 I bow before your holy Temple as I worship.
I praise your name for your unfailing love and faithfulness;
for your promises are backed by all the honor of your name.
3 As soon as I pray, you answer me;
you encourage me by giving me strength.
4 Every king in all the earth will thank you, Lord,
for all of them will hear your words.
5 Yes, they will sing about the Lord’s ways,
for the glory of the Lord is very great.
6 Though the Lord is great, he cares for the humble,
but he keeps his distance from the proud.
7 Though I am surrounded by troubles,
you will protect me from the anger of my enemies.
You reach out your hand, and the power of your right hand saves me.
8 The Lord will work out his plans for my life—
for your faithful love, O Lord, endures forever.
Don’t abandon me, for you made me."

I read it audibly, though quietly, so as not to upset him. Verse 3 leapt off the page at me and John 14, verse 13 & 14 forcibly came back to my mind.

"13 You can ask for anything in my name, and I will do it, so that the Son can bring glory to the Father. 14 Yes, ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it!"

So I reread Psalm 138 nearly a dozen times, went through the two Psalms I know by heart. I was still shaking, was still nervous and frightened, but I flipped ahead and read through John 14 too. (I've been trying to memorize it.) Anyway, as I read it, verse 27 calmed me considerably.

"I am leaving you with a gift — peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid."

After I was finished, I took the time to pray, in the name of Jesus. I asked Him to work His perfect plan in this & could He please let this be the miracle I'd been praying for. I asked that He please get the cat to properly go outside & that the cat would be happy. Could Jesus please keep the cat safe from cars & other animals, so that the little guy wouldn't get smacked by a car or eaten first day of freedom. And if it was okay, could He please let the cat come back at one point, preferably in a very short while, a changed cat, a little bit more friendly, so I could touch him & take him in to be fixed. So that way he can become an in/out door cat. Out when he wants, but inside enough to keep the mice scared of the place.

Anyway, when I went back to the door some 25 minutes later, he was gone. I nearly cried. There were little wet paws prints on the landing from where he'd jumped back in those two times, but not one on the steps or the basement floor. I'd cleaned his litter before I gave him his milk earlier; it was still spotless. I stepped outside & looked around, but I didn't see him. He might have been in the shadows, but since he's mostly all black with a very tiny bit of white on his chest, I didn't see him. I've checked his litter periodically today. It's still clean. I keep going outside & looking around & he's not there.

I figure, "If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it's yours. If it doesn't, it was never yours to begin with." I know he was never mine to begin with. But I sure hope and pray that he does come back. Even if it's not for a while, like if he waits till it gets cold or whatever. But I do really like him, in spite of & partially because of his psychotic tendencies. I don't want him to be all outdoors.

But I sure am grateful to Jesus for answering my prayer for a miracle. I won't have to have him put down now. I didn't like that idea. I understood that I might have to, but I didn't want to. Anything but. I'm very grateful that God heard the fervent prayers of my heart & provided me a way out. And I've learned my lesson about taking semi wild cats off of people's hands for them. I'm planning to go to the SPCA and fostering a kitten from them. One with a super friendly disposition that wants to be friends with people. It helps them out, gets me a proper cat in the meantime while I wait to see if he'll come back. And if he doesn't ever, maybe I can end up adopting the little one I foster from the SPCA. Or just keep fostering kittens to help them out. They're crowded out of their minds & need people who can foster the sick kittens. Someone to take them home & give the little guys lots and lots of extra care & attention, so they will get over the sickness. I really don't know what's going to happen for sure. I've definitely been praying about it a lot this time. I'll not be making that mistake again, jumping into something so important without some thought and prayer behind it.

Anyway, I have to get to bed. I'm going to do my soon to be routine scan of the yard & see if I can find him & then go to sleep. I want to go to church in the morning, so I need to get to sleep.
Vicky
"One love, one God, one way!" -KJ 52

Different Style.

FINISH THE SENTENCES

My ex is . . . someone else's boyfriend.

Maybe I should . . . go shovel the snow.

I love . . . my peeps beyond life itself.

I don't understand . . . why some people are supposed to be allowed to believe what they want but as soon as I say I follow Jesus' teachings, I'm not allowed to.

I lose . . . pieces of my mind every day.

People say . . . that I must have a screw lose somewhere.

Love is . . . kicking their ass once they've gotten better from being stupid, and holding their hair back while they're still lost in the stupid.

Somewhere, someone is . . . sleeping, someone else is crying & someone else wishes the snow would go away.

I will always . . . be myself.

Forever seems . . . too far away.

I never want to . . . lose myself or be lost by my Saving Grace.

I think the current Prime Minister is . . . in power. Who is it this time again? I forget.

When I wake up in the morning . . . I wish sleep wasn't so hard to win.

I get annoyed when . . . I can't keep a grip on anything.

Parties are . . . maybe alright, depending when & where & what kind. Christmas parties are the best kind.

My dog is . . . 12 + years dead. I have a cat now.

Kisses are the worst when . . . they've gotten all old & white on the chocolatey goodness.

Today I . . . mean to watch Mr. Magorium's Wonder Imporium.

Tomorrow I'm going to . . . spend the day at work.

I really want . . . more bacon.

I have low tolerance for people who . . . persistantly say one thing & do another.

If I had a million dollars . . . I wouldn't have any bills, nor would any of my closest friends & family.

Going since 9/11/01?

This has not been broken since 9/11/01, please keep it going. This has been kept alive and moving since 9/11.

In memory of all those who perished this morning; the passengers and the pilots on the United Air and AA flights, the workers in the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, and all the innocent bystanders. Our prayers go out to the friends and families of the deceased.

IF I KNEW If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord
your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
That I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more

If I knew it would be the last time
I’ll hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word
So I could play them back day after day

If I knew it would be the last time
I could spare an extra minute to stop
and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always
tomorrow to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance to
make everything just right.

There will always be another day to say
"I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance to say our
"Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day,
That you didn't take that extra time for a smile,
a hug, or a kiss and you were too busy to grant some one,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear.

Take time to say "I'm sorry," "Please forgive me,"
"Thank you," or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

Send this to at least 10 people to show your support.
PLEASE DON'T BREAK IT!!!!!!
~~~

This is how I sent it on. I'm pretty sure my important people mostly all read my blog. Don't worry if you don't want to send it on. But rather than a bulk email, I did it here. Cheers! V

Dreams

It was at school, in grade 6. The day was out and we were heading for the buses or cars to go home. Jordan Hare was already waiting in my father's car. Kara Baisley, Sarah Hamilton, Candace Hosford and I were all supposed to go in it too. I got there first and put my stuff in the front seat, even though I was to get out first. Then I stood around and waited for the others. Mrs. Arsenault was supposed to be driving the car, so even after the girls showed up, we were waiting for her to come out. Kara came first and got in the front seat with my stuff, because she was going to be in the car the longest. I was going to make her shove over so I'd fit, but there's no middle seat in the front of Dad's Honda, so we suddenly realized that there wasn't enough room for us all. Sarah showed up and got in the back seat and I kept wondering where Candace had gotten to. She hadn't been that far behind me.

Jordan ran off as Candace came up, having changed into fancy clothes. We weren't sure where she'd gotten them. I got in the back seat beside Sarah and dozed off while waiting. Candace had sat in the front seat. When I woke up, we were on the highway, it was twilight, Candace was driving, and she had no idea where we were. I freaked out, demanded she let me drive, because I was the only one under 25 insured on Dad's car. So suddenly we'd switched spots without pulling over and I was looking for a place to turn around. I had to keep going until I found a parking lot in which to turn. In that parking lot, I realized that she'd gotten us to Doak Town, because that was the church that my parents & I always went to if we were visiting down there.

So I turned & tryed to find the highway back, because we were on the city streets. It didn't look a thing like DoakTown, if anything, like that first bit of Moncton & there were no road signs, so it took me a few minutes. Kara had put my stuff in the back seat so I told Candace to use my cell phone to call her mum because her mum was going to be mad & we didn't want her to worry.

So I finally found my way back onto the highway and we went back to the school. Kara and Sarah left us when we got there & Candace and I went in through the school. Except it had turned into the church, looking nothing like the church. We got to the kitchens & there were "day old apples" sitting on the counter, so I picked up three in the first kitchen & Candace picked up a couple too. Our arms were overflowing, so we set them all down in the second kitchen. She grabbed a Sobey's bag off the floor (it was the same kind of material at a Walmart bag, but it was labelled Sobey's) & started to fill it with apples.

I wandered back into the adjoining room & found Laura Hare going from room to room, doing a quick pickup before locking up the church. She saw me, & heard Candace from the other kitchen, and laughed at us. She told us that Candace's mother had gotten her days mixed up and wouldn't have known we were late if we hadn't called. She'd thought that today was our day for staying late at school. She cleaned the first kitchen, then the attached washroom. I figured she was going to the second kitchen, where Candace was taking apples, but she went to the second bathroom instead first. I kept wandering through the building & it seemed to be Lyttleton Church more than Boom Road & I met up with Pastor Tom. He was with some guy I didn't know. When he saw me, he laughed at me too. He told the guy beside him that here was the truant at last. And the guy beside him laughed too and stepped towards me.

Then I woke up.

I'm back.

It's been awhile. Thought I'd drop by. Quiz a little. Type a little. You know. Same old V.

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Nopers. Unless you count my sister's doll. I choose not too.
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? I'm a regular hose pipe, honestly, it's quite pathetic.
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? I suppose I don't mind chicken scratching.
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT ? Chicken and that sliced ham. Gotta have my ham.
5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Maybe one day. In the very distant future. Preferably not very much like me.
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Yes I would. I'm one of the best friends anyone could want.
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? What's sarcasm? Is it a disease? Can I catch it? Do I like it? What colour is it? Is it pretty? How big is it? Where's it from? How'd you find it? What'm I suppose to do with it? Can I eat it? I want some. It sounds like yummy, yummy fun.
8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Far as I know. I'd check, but you know, it might cause problems, shoving my finger down my throat. I'm not bulimic after all.
9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? IF I could work up the nerve, I'd love to!
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Sugar Crisp, with lots of milk and lots of sugar. Fruit Loops aren't bad too.
11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? I don't wear shoes with laces if I can help it. I'm lazy.
12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Maybe. Physically definitely not, emotionally... well... I'll not say anything there. Mentally I can be, if I make a conscious effort too be. Spiritually, Jesus is the only reason I have any strength at all.
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? I really like Neopolitian (spelling!) but I'm also keen on Extra Brownie.
14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE ? Their personality. If they're ugly inside, get me outta there.
15. RED OR PINK? Deep, vivid red. Or bright, hot, tacky pink. Either or.
16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? My inability to see my own self worth.
17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? George. Or maybe Joanne or Rachel. Then I remember Helen and Kathleen. Really, I think I miss my innocence. Damn this world, making people grow up & see what it's really like.
18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? If they want to. But Janet already sent it to me.
19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? Green print skirt, covered with Trolls dressed as Santa with Birkenstock flip flops. But which is the flip and which is the flop? That's the true question.
20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Salt -n- Vinegar Lays Chips. Burn the mouth right outta ya. It's great.
21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? The sound of my computer running and my own typing.
22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? I would like to be that deep, vivid red still. Or orange. Orange is fun too.
23. FAVORITE SMELLS? Vanilla, any kind of baking chocolate, Christmas trees, Strawberry, Cinnamon.
24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Jax, duh. Who else?
25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU ? What I know of her I like. Might help if I'd actually met her.
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Figure Skating, Bobsledding, Swimming.
27. HAIR COLOR? My mother says it blonde, but she's nuts because I haven't been blonde since I was little. Most people call it brown, because it's the simplest term for it, but it's more coppery than brown.
28. EYE COLOR? Pastel green, though if you ask my Mother she's say blue. Again, not since childhood!
29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Been there, tried that, didn't get a t-shirt.
30. FAVORITE FOOD? Chicken, chicken & more chicken. Poutine's pretty fancy too.
31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? Duh. Happy endings!
32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the new one. It's some fun too.
33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? Grey, with red printing on it.
34. SUMMER OR WINTER? Autumn
35. HUGS OR KISSES? It depends on who, when and where. If you mean the chocolate ones, hugs all the way.
36. FAVORITE DESSERT? Raspberry anything.
37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Janet? I don't know
38. LEAST LIKELY to respond? Janet again. She already sent it to me.
39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? Currently I'm not reading, I'm filling out this survey. If I were reading, it would be the "Golden Compass", part one of Phillip Pullman's, 'His Dark Materials'.
40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? My mouse. And a picture of a kitten in a demin pocket.
41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT? I don't watch TV. I don't' have my channels hooked up to TV. I couldn't be bothered to pay money for reruns that if I like, I'll just buy the DVD of anyway.
42. FAVORITE SOUND? Animals in nature, being all nature y and cute.
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? Uh, Beatles I guess. I don't know the Rolling Stones very well at all. At least I've heard of one Beatles song.
44. WHAT IS THE FURTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? Tabor, Czech Republic
45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? I can fit my whole fist in my mouth.
46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? In a hospital, in Newcastle New Brunswick.
47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK? I'm only sending it to Janet. Well, I'm posting it on my blog too. I haven't quizzed in ages!

Guess who found more quizzes!?

	Vicky Pills: Will cause hair to turn blue
	'What effect do you have on people?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Guess who once had blue hair? Guess who found a new quiz site?

Vicky -- [adjective]: Sexually stunning 'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Uh, alright?

You are Andie Walsh from Pretty in Pink You are original and clever person. Although your family may not be able to buy you all the cool stuff you want, you are able to make cool stuff for yourself. Like a rocking 80’s prom dress. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Now I wants to see this pretty in pink. Do you think making stuff means my fancy duct tape purse from high school? It's dead now.

Are you smarter than a monkey?
	YES! You scored 88%, which means that you're 50% smarter than a monkey!
'Are you smarter than a monkey?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Hooray!

Vicky's Past Lives

V V V

427 BC: Assassinated Revolutionary

746 AD: A lady in waiting

1788 AD: A heretic executed for claiming that the earth was round

'What were you in your past lives?' at QuizGalaxy.com

A heretic AND a revolutionary? Do I notice a trend?

You hate gossipers! Your biggest pet peeve is gossip. Gossipers are vapid. They have nothing better to do than spread gossip about other people and stick their nose where it doesn’t belong. Can’t they just get a life? Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Wow. That's actually pretty accurate.

You should learn Turkish You should learn Turkish. You are very unique and march to the beat of your own drum. You hate it when people tell you what to do. You are clever and could pick up Turkish fairly easily.

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Super. That makes me feel special. I do have a certain beat all my own at any rate.

	Quiz Galaxy Predicts that Vicky's Last Words Will Be...
"I'll kill you"
'What will your last words be?' at QuizGalaxy.com

That makes me wonder what the circumstances leading to those last words will be.

What were you in your past life?

You were ... the black plague.

'What were you in your past life?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Super! Now I'm a disease AS WELL as a heretic & revolutionary. Great.

You fit in with: 'Intellectual' You fit into the highschool intellectual stereotype. You're not really all that popular, but you're not a loner either. You fit somewhere in the middle socially, though you much prefer to do things your own way. You certainly aren't just one of the crowd.

'What highschool stereotype do you fit in with?' at QuizGalaxy.com

WOOT! NON CONFORMIST AM ME!

Vicky's creature-nemesis:

The Dreaded JACK BAUER

'What creature will become your nemesis?' at QuizGalaxy.com

What, does that mean I'm going to be a terrorist or something? NOO! SAVE ME NOW!

	Vicky went to live with chimps in Africa
	Vicky is now crazy, and flings poop at whoever approaches
'What will your Headline be?' at QuizGalaxy.com

*cackling, nearly falling off my chair*

Your Social Dysfunction: Schizotypal You display social deficits and oddities of thinking. Your perception and communication are similar to those of a schizophrenic.

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com Please note that we aren't, nor do we claim to be, psychologists. This quiz is for fun and entertainment only. Try not to freak out about your results.

*more cackling* Well, I do talk to myself on a very regular basis I suppose, don't I?

	I, Vicky, being of sound mind, hereby bequeath my entire estate to Eric Cartman. I do this because they are my only friend. My only regret in this life was that I didn't punch more people in the face.
'What will your Last Will and Testament say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Who is this Eric Cartman & why haven't I met him yet?

The Breakfast Club Your life mostly resembles The Breakfast Club. You like to hang out with lots of different people. You are a bit of a trouble maker, and have probably ended up in detention more than once. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Trouble maker? Me? *batting my eyelashes innocently*

Vicky Now with opposable thumbs

'What will your business card say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Well, I've always wanted to be a panda bear.

Where will you be in ten years?
	WHERE: Still in school WHY: Ate at Arby's
Where will you be in 10 years? at QuizGalaxy.com

So I either need to find an Arby's to eat at or hope they build one around here. Mind you, at my current rate of progress with my correspondence course, I WILL still be in school in ten years. Oi.

Talking too much about the future Your first date faux pas is talking too much about the future. Despite what you may think, you don't need to discuss marriage, kids and your hopes for the future during your first date. You might give the "false" impression that you are crazy. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Well I am crazy, but I don't think I discuss the possibility of kids on the first date! I'm not insane. Well, I suppose, I am insane, but not that nuts! Come off it. Maybe. *resisting the urge to ask Patrick his opinion on the matter*

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

*cackling yet again* Darn.

'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

What, does she like people who don't care one way or the other about her or something?

You are not a geek You are not into anything typically considered geeky. In fact, you probably make fun of every geek you see. Come to think of it, you're probably that serial killer who has been killing all of those nerds. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Awww. I wanted to be a geek! :(:(:( Geeks are cool!

What ringtone suits your personality?

Super Mario Theme

'What ringtone suits your personality?' at QuizGalaxy.com

SUPER! I TOTALLY just changed it from Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer to The Super Mario Theme the other day too! That's so fancy!

As a child... You watched 9.75 hours a day of Sesame street How did it mess you up? You say 'that's hot' more than 3 times a day Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

So I actually had never heard the term "That's hot" until the new lad started at work. I'm right into super lately. And stupendous.

Vicky's Rejected Horoscope: You will have a bad hair day because you will set your hair on fire 'What is your rejected horoscope?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Just keep me away from open flame & I'll be fine.

How INSaNe are you?
	57%
Moderately Insane - You are unexpectedly insane in small bursts but rational the rest of the time. You are terrifying.
'How Insane are You?' at QuizGalaxy.com

ARGH!... Terrifying eh?

What will happen on the first day of school?

• Tara will challenge you to a hard boiled egg eating contest and make you throw up

• Kathy will try to make out with you because they are drunk

• Jennifer will come to school drunken and fall into a garbage can

• Candace will start making out with your new crush

• Amy will skip the first day... and probably the second

'What will happen on the first day of school?' at QuizGalaxy.com

AH NOOOOOO!!!! *running away from the memories*

Which freaky subway person is Vicky?

The guy sits down beside you, farts, sniffs around, glares at you and then leaves.

'Which freaky subway person are you?' at QuizGalaxy.com

I can take credit for my own gas, thank you just the same!

Are you a good boyfriend/girlfriend?
	You have a couple love troubles but not many. You understand the needs and the wants out of a relationship. Just work a little bit harder in showing love, respect, honour, and commitment.
'Are you a good boyfriend/girlfriend?' at QuizGalaxy.com

I'm so short on commitment you know. I've been with the same guy for nearly a year & not a single guy before that for 3 years. Yes. That's it.

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Well, there has my boyfriend watching it for sure & several coworkers. Kevin Smith is AWESOME!

Where you died in your past life:

'Where did you die in your past life?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Okay then. Sure.

You are 13% High-Maintenance!
You aren't high-maintenance at all. You seem to be a pretty relaxed and easygoing person, and you don't expect others to cater to your whims.
'How High-Maintenance are You?' at QuizGalaxy.com

SOCK PUPPETS!

You are a shy flirt You are more inclined to leave anonymous love notes for your crush then go up and ask them out. You prefer to leave the ball in their court and see where it takes you. A lot of people find this style romantic, but sometimes you are going to have to work up the nerve and ask your crush out, because if your crush is shy too, you may both like each other and never know. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Sounds about right. Note that I won't ask somebody to go out with me.

Why do people run from Vicky?

You wear a soiled rag everyday as a fashion statement

'Why do people run from you?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Hmmm. News Flash to me!

Your darkest secret is: You like the movie Howard the Duck Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Yes, yes I do. Or at least I would, if I'd ever heard or it or seen it before. Probably anyway.

Your Dating Style: Committed Relationship

You are all about being in a committed long term relationship. You are all about the love and security that it brings.

'What is your dating style?' at QuizGalaxy.com

WOOT! I'M LOYAL! HOORAY!

You most resemble Michael Jackson You are different from most people. You don’t follow the social norms of the society you live in and live on impulse. You are an easy target for critics, but you don’t let their opinions get you down. You are cool on your own terms. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

I AM cool on my own terms. That's the ticket. Now the Michael Jackson thing is a wee bit scary though.

You are 43% Conspiracy Nut You are a little bit of a conspiracy nut. You know about the big conspiracies - but it doesn't take up too much of your time. You have accepted that people lie, and get away with everything - so you don't dwell on the loch ness monster too often. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Hooray!

Where will you be stabbed?
	BY WHO? The Dalai Llama WHY? They had mistaken you for George W.
Where will you be stabbed? at QuizGalaxy.com

That's not likely to happen, as I'm totally against picking fights with other people for foolish reasons. BAH! *flailing & ranting about how evil war is and how much it sucks*

Martyr Death
How will it happen?	You will be chainsawed by a crazy guy in a hockey mask.
'What horror movie death would you have?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Super. That sounds like... no fun at all. Ew.

Ancient Greek Ethics Aristotle's Golden Mean is the principal of this ethical school of thought. Essentially everyone must find balance in ethical decisions. Since it is often difficult to come to a decision one way or the other, Aristotle suggests comprimising between two extremes and doing what would fall into 'the Golden Mean' in the situation. How you scored, compared to others taking this quiz: You Other Quiz Takers Judeo-Christian Utilitarianism Kantian Ethics Ethical Egoism Ancient Greek Ethics 'What ethical system do you fit in with?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Hmm. Alright I guess.

Anyhow, I'm done for now. Thankfully I presume. Happy Day!
Vix

Keeping It Random

Dearest My Peeps,
Well, I do have to keep it semi-random. I can't get too regular on you all or you'd lose complete interest.
There's not too much going on really. Patrick's gone back to Fredricton for the summer. I'm still at the same job, still loving it. So yeah, really, the Patrick thing is the only new thing. It's a little sad, but it makes the most financal sense, so I'm not knocking it. We'll get together at least once whilst he's there. That's something.
And that's really all I have to say. I thought I wanted to blog, but turns out I don't. I'm sorry. Have a great day!
Cheers to you all! Cake & cookies too!
God Bless!
V

The Grown Up Survey

The "Grown Up" Survey
(Meant to be completed by those out of high school)

Tired of all of those surveys made up by high school kids?
'Have you ever kissed someone?'
'Missed someone?'
'Told someone you loved them?'
'Drank alcohol?'
Here are 50 questions for the people who are a little more "mature"...

1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
*** Any of them! Well no, mostly Visa because I know it's my own stupid fault. GAH!

2. Where was the last place you had a romantic dinner?
*** The only place I've ever had a "romantic" dinner is at Boston Pizza. It was for Valentine's Day, this year.

3. Last time you puked from drinking?
*** Never actually. I don't do alcohol. Ever. At all.

5. Name of your first grade teacher?
*** Carol Matchett

6. What do you really want to be doing right now?
*** Watching some sort of movie with a very specific someone. Or watching said someone play a game. Or walking in French Fort Cove with same said someone. Heck, I just want to BE with said someone. Who cares what we do?

7. What did you want to be when you were growing up?
*** It varied time and again. I wanted to be a veterinarian, a teacher, a pastor, a missionary, a Giant Panda caretaker in China, an astronaut, a scientist. Now I just want to be me. It's easier.

8. How many colleges did you attend?
*** Not a single one. Well, that's not actually true. I spent two summers in an immersion program at Universite De Sainte-Anne in Point De L'Eglise, Nouvelle Ecosse. IE: Sainte Anne University, Church Point, Nova Scotia.

9. Why did you choose the shirt that you have on right now?
*** It's my pajamas.

10. GAS PRICES?
*** *FLAILING INSANELY* 115.4! GAH! STUPID IDIOTIC MORONS WHO CAN'T MAKE ELECTRIC AND OR HYBRID CARS AFFORDABLE!

12. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?
*** What? Where... ahh... I wanted to finish that dream, psychotic thing though it was!

13. Last thought before going to sleep last night?
*** I hope I sleep all night for once.

14. Favorite style of underwear?
*** Not holey.

15. Favorite style of underwear for the opposite sex?
*** Uh, same?

16. What errand/chore do you despise?
*** Dishes.

17. If you didn't have to work, would you volunteer?
*** Definately. Maybe. I like to think I would at any rate.

18. Get up early or sleep in?
*** Depends on the day & what I'm doing & when I got to bed. I like early morning best of any time of the day, BUT I don't like getting up early.

19. What is your favorite cartoon character?
*** Hmmm. Uh, probably Garfield or Snoopy. No, definately Garfield all the way.

20. Favorite NON sexual thing to do at night with a girl/guy?
*** Sleep? What kind of question is that? I'm generally asleep at night!

21. Have you found real love yet?
*** What exactly is real love? Is there any other kind of love? I don't understand the question!

22. When did you first start feeling old?
*** A few years ago. I'm only turning 24 tomorrow, so I'm not really old, but none the less, when you meet a kid that's hardly an inch shorter than you when they used to be hardly up to your elbow, you start to feel old.

23. Favorite 80's movie?
*** I don't really know any. I really liked Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. Is that an 80's movie? And I just checked www.imdb.com and it released in 1988, so that's the one, all the way.

24. Your favorite lunch meat?
*** Chicken. Way.

25. What do you get every time you go into Sam's Club? Or Walmart?
*** What's Sam's Club? Walmart varies. Usually bandaids or Pepto Bismol caplets though.

26. Beach or lake?
*** I like both, but I prefer the ocean to a lake, so Beach.

27. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual?
*** *cackling insanely* Oh yes, so outdated. *rolling about as I cackle now* Ha. No, to put it politely.

28. How many people do you stalk on Facebook?
*** Quite a few I'm sure.

29. Favorite guilty pleasure?
*** Buying all those games & movies & books that I know I'll never touch once I own them.

30. Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?
*** That arises a problem. Everybody knows all about my favourite movies. Fantasy, The Polar Express, Historical Fiction, Most things Christmas or Animated.

31. What's your drink?
*** Child friendly Shirley Temple's. Coming back to the whole, I don't do alcohol. At all. Ever.

32. Cowboys or Indians?
*** Indians all the way. That's totally not the politcally correct way to word it though, I hope you all know that!

33. Cops or Robbers?
*** Nobody has the right to take other people's stuff without permission, so cops. Maybe. I know a few at any rate & I don't think I know any robbers.

34. Who from high school would you like to run into?
*** Gracious. Kathy. Tara. Jennifer. Aaron. Sammy. Danielle. I dunno. Any of the ones I was friend's with I suppose.

35. What radio station is your car radio tuned to right now?
*** Life Radio Network, 107.5 in Blackville, 101.1 in Miramichi,www.liferadio.ca

36. Norm or Cliff?
*** Who? Only Cliff I remember is from The Cosby Show. Who's Norm?

37. The Cosby Show or the Simpsons?
*** The Cosby Show! Way!

39. Do you like the person who sits directly across from you at work?
*** I don't sit across from anybody at work? I like all the people I work with at any rate, some more than others I'm sure, but that's pretty typical.

40. If you could get away with it, who would you kill?
*** Every spider that I ever stumble across. There's only one person who drives me crazy on a regular basis but I don't want to kill them.I'd be happy with only seeing them once every couple decades. That'd be better than death!

41. What famous person(s) would you like to have dinner with?
*** Sir Ian McKellan, J.K Rowling, Johnny Depp, Judi Dench, Julie Andrews, Dick Van Dyke, Jean Little, O.R Melling

42. What famous person would you like to sleep with?
*** If you mean sleep as in just plain sleep, any of the people listed above I guess. If you mean sleep as in the way I know that you do, not one of them. If I have my way, there'll only ever be one person who gets that out of me & that's whoever ends up being my husband. And he won't get it till there's been a proper wedding either.

43. Have you ever had to use a fire extinguisher for its intended purpose?
*** nope. Well, yes, but I didn't have one handy so I just grabbed the cat and ran downstairs, after shutting the stove off, as smoke rises and I didn't want to be in the hospital for smoke inhalation.

44. Last book you read for real?
*** What'd you mean for real? How can you read a book for pretend? Honestly!? I'm in Harry # 4 right now.

45. Do you have a teddy bear?
*** Several, yes, only she's a Panda.

46. Strangest place you have ever brushed your teeth?
*** In the car?

47. Somewhere in California you've never been and would like to go?
*** Heck, anywhere!

48. Do you go to church?
*** As regularly as I can. Not that it means much.

49. At this point in your life would you rather start a new career or a new relationship?
*** I'd totally like a new relationship. Considering that everybody I know is in a relationship of sorts with me, that would mean that I'd met somebody new & made a new friend. As for the sort of relationship I know perfectly well that you mean, I like the one I'm in. I don't plan to leave it any time soon. At the same time, I like my current career as well & don't plan to leave it any time soon either. Sorry. Neither, thanks.

50. Just how OLD are you?
*** I will be 24 years old on May 25th, 2007 at 8 pm.

Cheers to you! Cake & cookies too!
Vicky
"God acts mercifully not by contradicting his justice but by doing what is over and above it .... Mercy does not displace justice; rather it is the fullness of justice." - Thomas Aquinas

Check it out

Dearest My Peeps,

Rather than sending out a mass email, or something like that, I figured I'd just put it in my blog. I dunno how legit it is, but just in case, I'll post it. Cheers!

~~~
If somebody called: bum_tnoo7@hotmail.com adds you don't accept - it's a hacker. Tell every one on your list because if somebody on your list adds them you get them on your list he'll figure out your ID computer address.

Copy and paste this message to every one even if you hate them. If he hacks into their mail he hacks into your mail!
~~~

I hope you all are well. Have a super day! Be safe!
Cheers to you! Cake & cookies too!
God Bless!
Vicky Ellen
"Simply the thing I am shall make me live." -William Shakesphere

Random Nothings

Dearest My Peeps,
Hi. I'm just dropping by for a short line before I go to work this evening. Not too awful much is new with me. I totally spent the weekend with my Patrick, that was nice. We went down to his folks place for the weekend because one of his high school friends was getting married. It was a nice wedding, short & sweet too. The reception was fun too.

We even took in Spiderman 3 on Friday night. I really liked it. Everybody else seems to have hated it except for me & Patrick, but whatever. I've never been into the comics at all, so that helps. The most common complaint is that there wasn't enough Vemon. But not having read the comics, I really don't know. He seemed well done to me at any rate. The acting was way improved from the 1st one too. James Franco did a MUCH better job than I expected. I suspect that might be partially to do with all the movies he's been in lately though. The more you act, the better you get... at least, logically. I'm sure there could be an exception to that rule that I don't know about too.

Other than that, nothing much to report. I have a hair appointment on Friday. The first one in ages on end too. I'm looking forward to that. So I'll stop now, so I don't end up babbling needlessly again. Have a super day!

Cheers to you! Cake & cookies too!
God Bless
V
"If you fell down yesterday, stand up today."-HG Wells

Lost

Dearest My Peeps,

This mightn't be a very original way to go about it, but check out the following link!

www.lost.eu/4464c

I copied my brother's idea too, only I didn't do it on my forehead. The only online picture I have of my long lost Emily Vive is much more my style. Credit for the idea goes entirely to Douglas Theodore Mullin, brother AND friend. I mostly only put the link above so you could click on it easier.

Cheers to you! Cake & cookies too!
God bless!
Vix
"Crazy isn't a state of mind. Crazy is a way of life." -Unknown

Abortion & stuffs.

Dearest My Peeps,
I just responded to a message on a friend's facebook. It was about abortion. It got me thinking about it again. I can't see how anybody should have the privilege to kill an innocent child who cannot defend themselves, yet at the same time, why should they be forced through with a bad pregnancy?
I know I personally could never get an abortion, but that's me. I can't live anybody else's life for them, how can I try to tell them how to live? Here, I'll copy & paste my note from Facebook.

"I totally don't know if I'm pro-life or pro-choice. To be honest, I'm a mix of both. What catches me hardest is in the States. Under Bush Sr. & the president before him, the "pro-life" presidents, the abortion rates skyrocketed. But when Clinton was in power, the "pro-choice" president, the abortion rate plummeted.The problem with most pro-life people is that they don't care beyond getting the child born. Once the fetus is born, they stop caring about it & leave it alone. That's not the point at all. Pro-choice is about having the choice to have the baby or not. And a lot of people choose not to have the child simply because they know they cannot look after a child the way a child needs & deserves. If they honestly had a choice, a lot more women wouldn't bother with abortions.
But they don't have a choice. It's either have the baby & watch your child grow up in poverty & ruin or have an abortion & be almost certain that the child is better off than in the cirumstances into which it would be born & raised through.So I'm torn on the whole issue. I can't see how anybody should have the right to murder somebody that can't defend themselves. But at the same time, it should be the woman's choice what to do & how to do it. Personally, I'd much rather have the clinics availble. At least that way you know the abortion will be safe & that the woman will come through it almost in one piece. Because abortions will happen one way or the other & it has to be better to have them done in a safe & clean environment.Not that I'd ever be able to go through with it myself. I feel guilty when I spray a spider with Raid, let alone taking the life of my own child. But those who feel they need to, for whatever reason, should be able to."

And next I've put a link to an article that describes my feelings on the matter quite throughly. My brother sent it through to me ages ago & I was very impressed with how it stated it all.

http://www.sojo.net/index.cfm?action=magazine.article&issue=soj0406&article=040610

Other than that, not much is going on. It just got me thinking about the whole thing again. I don't want abortions to be illegal. That's one of the stupidest moves the government could make. They need to make it so that abortions aren't so many people's ONLY option. *flailing* Honestly!

Cheers to you! Cake & cookies too!
God bless!
V
"To be pro-life means also to work to eradicate poverty, to provide universal health care, to provide affordable housing, to be consistent on war and peace." -Tom Allio, quoted from that article

Passports and madness

Dearest My Peeps,
Apparently I'm something of an idiot. But then again, I always did know that. I was all excited in Janurary & February to renew my passport. I had to get it renewed before it went expired. I jsut realized that it expires May 5th. That's like TWO weeks away. Not only that, it's nearly $100 to renew it. Oi. I feel quite stupid. Ah well, I suppose, it's not like I'm planning to do any travelling any time very soon. I'll survive without one for a few months. I'll definately have to renew sometime though. I quite mean to travel eventually. All over the world if I can, though I'll settle for a trip to my Celtic Isles. Note that "my". Not the Celtic Isles, MINE! ALL MINE!

If I thought I could move there, I think I just might. Sure it's be inconvient for seeing my folks, but it's Scotland, it's Ireland. It's my roots & home, even beyond this here Miramichi Valley. Not that there's anything wrong with here, I'll stay as long as I can, but still. I dunno. There's just this something about there that I want. I don't rightly know precisely what it is or anything, but I want to at least visit someday, before I'm too old to enjoy it.

I guess I'll have to start saving my pennies for that instead of for a Wii. I DO want a Wii though too. But I can wait for now. Mostly because I have to.

Not too much is going on. I've vegged most of the day. A movie that I ordered at work is in already too. It's great. It was on back order so I didn't expect it for ages, but it's totally came in right fast. It's only been maybe a month & a half. At most. HOORAY!

Pinky is at the doctor again. He's finally getting his tuneup. He needs to have his tires changed to summer tires again sometime really very soon. This pay check in fact. I'll live without a new game or movie or book or cd or something. I shouldn't be buying them all anyway. Needless waste of money when it comes right down to it.

Anyhow, I'm off for now. I don't know why, I just needed to blog. Have a super day!
Cheers to you! Cake & cookies too!
God Bless!
V
"Be faithful to that which exists within yourself." -Andre Gide

Celebrity look alikes??

Dearest My Peeps,
So I found this cool celebrity look alike thing through a cousin's profile in facebook. Why is this picture all guys!? AND OLD GUYS TOO! *flailing*

http://www.myheritage.com

This one's a little better. At least it's mostly girls. Problem is that the picture is from 2002!

http://www.myheritage.com

This one at least has some cool names with it, even if it is from Fall 2005. I'm still not sure what's up with all these guys! But hey, at least Viggo's hot!

http://www.myheritage.com

And the last two pictures have no matches at all! DUDE! What on earth is going on? Either I'm incredibly just like nobody but me OR I look like a man OR this site is CRAZY!




Ah well, I like me the way I am. No holds barred, excluded my weight. Oi. Not that I'm fat, but I am overweight & that's really very needless. Anyhow, this is me heading out before I get frustrated with this whole shebackle. Nonsense! *more flailing*

Cheers to you!
Cake & cookies too!
God Bless!
V
"Some people think being strong is holding on. But sometimes it is letting go" -Unknown

Hooray for no sneezes!

Dearest My Peeps,
I'm mostly better. I don't know who all cares, if anybody, but that's beside thep oint. I'm still slightly stuffed up, but nothing like I was. And hooray! There's no sneezing involved anymore. At least, hardly any at any rate.

Not much else is new. Patrick & I are going to his friend's wedding on May 5th. Not that it's new, but it's closer now, so it matters now. I totally even have a new shirt & everything. I needed one. I wasn't showing up in the scruffy stuff I have now for it. Nope, uh-un, nothing doing. It's a wedding & I have more respect for people than that.

Anyhow, I'm headed out for now. I posted something accidentally instead of saving as draft, so I took that as a sign from God that I should blog. Rather, as a sign that I'm far too tired to be allowed near a computer, but none the less, it resulted in a blog.

Cheers to you! Cake & cookies too!
V
"If Christians won't live like Jesus and reach out to the dead & dying, who will?" -Jeff Weston

Still a cold.

Dearest My Peeps,

So I've still got that stupid cold. It's not nearly so frustrating though. The advil finally kicked in yesterday and made my head stop hurting. After that, I spent the day being sleepy. I managed not to have a nap though and was in bed by 10:30 last night. I discovered that the oen problem with going to bed early is that you get up that much earlier as well because you've slept 11 hours and you can't sleep anymore. Oh well, c'est la vie. My nose is still stuffy, but I'm not sneezing mucho grande.

I actually feel a little better about myself too. I developed my cold over Tuesday evening whilst at home. Lad at work developed one Tuesday night at home whilst sleeping. So it's totally not just me. It's not completely because I'm a stupid moron that I've managed to catch this cold. It's partially just that it's making its rounds of everybody and anybody it feels is vunerable.

Stupid vunerability.

Cheers to you! Cake & cookies too!
God bless!
V
"If you fell down yesterday, Stand up today!" -H.G. Wells