28 year old
Pagan female who lives in Florida with her guy and two cats,
loves Disney, reads fanatically, tinkers in photography and
believes growing up is overrated.
There are people on the net that have nothing better to do
with their time
then be nasty to other people online. They post rude comments, spend hours
a day talking about sites they hate so much, that they well, spend hours a
day talking about them. (lame) They mock the owners and posters for their
opinions and their right to free speech. They expect everyone to fit into
their narrow-minded little world view or else they throw a temper tantrum.
To these people I say grow up.
Here's a bit of info people...the web is
a HUGE place. If you don't like what I say here, or who I am, or what I
do, or talk about, or what I look like, or the color of my hair, or
whatever asinine thing you dwell on, go somewhere else. It's
really, really easy. Honest. You just click the little "x" in
the corner of your browser and *poof* the offending, big, mean and nasty
site has disappeared.
I pay for this site. It's mine. That
means I can use it for whatever the hell I want to. Don't like it if I'm
bitching about something in my life? Oh fucking well. Go somewhere else.
Think I'm stupid for expressing my thoughts? Too fucking bad, don't read
them. Somewhere along the line, someone forgot this simple fact: Live
and let live Don't like me, cool, fine, whatever, I don't care.
This journal is NOT for you. It's for me. I'm not in it for popularity or
fame or anything stupid like that. I write it because I need to write and
express myself and get things out of my head sometimes. So read or don't,
it doesn't matter, but don't waste my time (or yours) bitching about it.
*gets off soapbox*
Tooth
Drive:
I need to
raise over $850 for critically needed dental
work. I'll be listing my hand made
jewelry, bracelets,
earrings, necklaces and horns
for sale to try to raise the desperately needed funds.
Every order helps. I can accept paypal payments at
webmaster@giveneyestosee.com
or check/money orders at:
M. Turner
PO Box 1484, Elfers, FL 34684
Thank you for your help and support.
I've also set
up a
tooth fund for anyone
wanted to donate without purchase.
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Random Observation I think everyone is always happy to see the UPS guy. Because he brings you stuff. And stuff is good. We all like stuff. The mailman...well, he's hit-and-miss now isn't he? A lot of times he's bringing you bills. And no one enjoys bills. But the UPS guy never brings you bills, oh no siree! He brings you stuff. So when he shows up, you know it's going to be some cool thing you had wanted. There it is. In the box right there, your stuff. Right to your door nonetheless.
Which is why I think everyone must always be happy to see the UPS guy.
Blingo Have you heard about this? Blingo is a google-powered search engine - with a twist. The twist is that you randomly can win an assortment of prizes from searching. And if you go to the site from your friend's link - like this - and you win a prize, so does your friend.
Weird, hu? But a net search seems to confirm it's legit and it's not a registration or pay thing at all. And it's the google search engine. So, hey, might be worth checking out.
If you do sign up or you have an account already (just an email address basically though you don't need to have one to use the search engine), let me know and I'll add you as a friend.
Just Filler It was a hard morning at the temp job today. I don't particularly feel like getting into details because I've been getting some rude flack from anon commentors lately. And while it's MY site and I pay for it and therefore, I can write whatever I want, I just don't quite feel up to dealing with the people who only have something negative, mean and hostile to say. I do appreciate the thoughtful feedback, but I just don't feel up to reading the negative today.
So I'll just say it was a hard day, I feel bad about it and I wish I had more answers and more direction when it comes to my health.
On a related note, the lady who's been out because of her husband's surgery since Aug 5th, might be coming back Monday. Though we don't know for sure. So I may or may not be done with the temp this week.
More Restless Nights So the waking up all night long monster came back last night. But it came back with a twist. Not only did I keep waking up (over and over and over...) but I kept "waking up" from within a dream. Like a dream within a dream. I'd be dreaming and I'd "wake up" and it was just another layer of the dream. But I didn't know that at the time. So this morning, I was left not only unbelievably tired, but disoriented once again; that same feeling of having been hallucinating as the other day when I was sick. I feel like all night was a tumbled mess where I don't know when I was really waking up and when I was just shifting into different parts of my dreams. It's like the walls between the realms all fell apart and I'm left with this void of confusion. It feels almost like my memory is pockmarked; like there's all these strange parts that are wrong some how.
It's very disturbing. And I don't know if I can accurately put into words the oddness of the sensation it leaves me.
I don't know why it hit me again last night. First off, I've been sleeping through the night pretty well lately. Not perfect, but only waking up for small moments and falling back to sleep almost immediately. Secondly, even when I was up on-and-off all night, it wasn't with any of this disorientation and it certainly didn't leave me feeling like something was fractured in my mind. It's creepy. And it's kinda bothering me that it happened last night out of nowhere and in what should have been a normal night's rest. I'm almost a little afraid of going to sleep tonight; I just don't want it to happen again. I just don't like how...off it makes me feel. I reall feel displaced from, well, reality. Everything. Like it's left me in this quasi-state that's not quite here and not quite there.
Anyway, sorry for the disturbing entry. Just...I don't know what to make of any of it.
Happy Birthday Gracie! So one year ago today we brought home a tiny, mangy little grey cat. We had talked for a few weeks about looking into bringing home a second cat for Mika but we hadn't really gone to look. It was the weekend and we hit the PetSmart for some cat food. We glanced at the cages of available pets and Love saw this rather unattractive little grey cat. We went home and he couldn't get her out of his head. You have to understand, this is the guy who still claims he doesn't really like cats though between you and me, he's a big fan of them these days. And a real softy for our girls too.
Anyway, he kept saying all week that if she was there next weekend, he wanted to bring her home. The man who always said he "tolerated" my cats actually wanted one himself. So the next weekend, we went back and sure enough, she was still there. She had been found as a stray and had three kittens. She was only like 2 years old.
Personally, I wasn't really won over. But he saw something in her and I wasn't going to tell him no. He had his heart set on her so much.
Gracie - August 22, 2004
We had arranged to pick her up from the woman who ran the rescue program that Sunday at her house nearby. We brought her the money and she gave us the kitty. It was a rough first month. Between keeping her isolated until we tracked down what was wrong with her eyes (Florida Keratopathy otherwise known as "Florida Spots"), her beating up on Mika, her destructive need to scratch and destroy things...I really didn't think it was going to work out.
Gracie - August 22, 2004
Then, I don't know. Things started to level out. This crazy wild cat that I never wanted in the first place started to settle in. She and Mika started to get along. And she started to lose some of the mangy, ratty look she had. She just...started to fit in. And behind all that spit and vinegar was a really sweet cat.
Gracie - Actually eating a dorito last night
Now, I can't imagine not having her in the family. She's the most loving and sweet cat. She's so adorable and so cute and I just love her to pieces. I'm so glad Love saw something in her and I'm so glad we stuck it out.
Gracie - August 2005
So Happy Birthday to Gracie. She's three now and celebrating her one year anniversary of being with us. Love always says how she won the kitty lottery and he's damned right. Her life is amazing these days. She's loved, she's pampered, she's well fed adn she's healthy. She has an older sister kitty to play with and a family who loves her to pieces.
Gracie - August 2005
Here's to many more years of happiness, health and wonderful kitty love!
