Playing With The Faeries

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worthless

Me: I'm sorry
Cindy: for what?
Cindy: did you step on my toe?
Me: I didn't mean for you to rewrite your whole entry
Cindy: huh?
Me: nose
Me: I meant it in good humor
Cindy: no I didn't rewrite it
Cindy: I corrected it
Cindy: and I thank you for it
Me: I thought at first it was just a typo but it happened like 3 or 4 times
Me: I guess it still could have been a typo
Me: I do that kind of shit all the time
Cindy: yeah
Me: it's like your fingers and your brain have a kink in the connection and the fingers type all dyslexic and shit
Cindy: if I had looked at it and read over it I would have noticed something wasn't right
Me: you
Me: shit
Cindy: brb
Me: you've seen it when i forget entire words
Me: ok
Cindy: ok
Cindy: Tom didn't get his teeth pulled afterall
Me: I read your entry
Cindy: oh
Cindy: duh
Me: I didn't realize he was in such bad shape
Cindy: yeah
Me: I didn't write an entry today cos I didn't feel like it
Me: there are times I just don't wanna put stuff in writing or sit and think about stuff long enough to write about it
Me: like work screwed me and now I don't know how to deal with it
Me: I think I'm gonna look for a different job, just in case I need to change
Me: cos they've got me at part time and I don't know if I'll be able to be switched to full time and if they're gonna give me enough hours to survive or not
Cindy: there are times when I don't have words enough to write
Me: it's the first time I've wished for Christmas to hurry up and come to Wal-Mart
Me: so they'd make me officially full time and I could get my hours back
Me: I guess I've been part time this whole time, they've just been giving me full time hours
Me: and now they're not allowed to do that and they're not making any status changes at the moment
Me: blows
Me: *sigh*
Me: I think I might go to bed soon
Me: I'm not feeling up to being awake right now
Cindy: I should really be heading to bed too. but I am not ready
Me: these days off are the most worthless days and are going to be, it seems, forever

"Friends Without Faces"

We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens.
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze,
looking for something or someone as we sit in a daze.



We chat with each other. We type all our woes.
Small groups we do form and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody to type out our name.
We want recognition but it is always the same.



We give kisses and hugs and sometimes we flirt.
In chats we chat deeply and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships but why we don't know.
Some of these friendships will flourish and grow.



Why is it on screen we can be so bold,
telling our secrets that have never been told?
Why is it we share the thoughts in our mind,
with those we can't see as though we were blind?



The answer is simple. It is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people but tell someone we must,
so we turn to the 'puter and to those we can trust.



Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are "friends without faces and odd little names."


~Author Unknown~

The Fairy King of Ar

We just bought the movie 'The Fairy King of Ar'. It is an ok movie. I think it could have been better though. Allot better even. It starts out with a grandmother reading a book to her two grandchildren. The book is about a giant that wanted to marry the fairy king's daughter. They made a deal, but the king did not keep his side of the bargain. The giant gets pissed off and creates a big hole in the ground and grabs all the people of Ar and throws them down in the hole. The grandmother tells her grandchildren that they have to help the fairies escape. Then she dies and they inherit her house and land.

You can guess here what happens next. They move in after that and meet a cousin of the mother's, whom appears to be crazy and believes there are demons in the mine, that is in their yard. When actually the demons really are the fairies.

If you watch the movie closely you can catch all kinds of little mistakes or things that just don't make since. Like the person who wrote the story was in too big of a hurry and just threw it all together without a care. It has plenty of potential to be something better. Mind you, it is still a good movie. Just not the best.

I love the house in the movie and the yard. It was very magical. I also love the fact that there was a mural of Brian Froud's on one of the walls in the house. But the movie never focused on it. The fairies were computer animation. Which is fine and dandy but they were very poorly done. Even the fairies played by real humans could have had better make-up. And that Tombalina looked more like a boy than a girl fairy.

All in all I rate this movie three stars.

The Tooth Fairy

Turns out Tom did not get his teeth pulled today. The doctor wanted to meet him and have him watch videos on the procedure. It is going to be a serious surgery and there could be complications. Also. The doctor gave him medicine for the infection in his body. That is why Tom appears to be gaining weight but put him on a scale and you clearly see that he weighs the same as ever. There is also nerve damage in his bottom jaw. He said he is already experiencing numbing. The doctor said it could be permanent. Even after his teeth are pulled. So his next visit is in September.

No Runny Noses Please

Three days off in a row or what I always like to call it. A mini vacation. I don't know what kind of a vacation it is going to be, with Tom getting his teeth pulled Monday. I am happy and scared at the same time. Happy because he really needs it done. His teeth are poisoning his body. Scared because he is a free bleeder and I don't want to see him without teeth. I know that may sound mean but it is true. I am also scared because I don't want him to be in pain and all that. I asked him if he was going to be knocked out. He said yeah. I don't like the idea of that. But they are pulling more than one tooth. And more than just pulling. They will have to cut out a couple. Ouch. I am glad my last wisdom tooth was simple. It was more painless than the first one I had pulled out. I almost enjoy going to the dentist to have wisdom teeth pulled out. Almost. My dad told me once, that not all teeth are the same. Some come out easy and some come out so hard that it is like the dentist is trying to pull your head off with your tooth. *sigh*

Piper's nose is back to being normal. Tom said that it may have been tiny cat scratches that became infected. Poor Voodoo though. I just can't seem to heal his ear of ringworm. Piper is rid of hers and so is Benjerman but not Voodoo. I think it is because he licks the medicine off. Well, rubs it off on to his paw and then licks it off of his paw. I am surprised it hasn't made him sick yet. Of course then there is Ripley. Whom is still sick. He was doing real good for a day or two but now he is back to sneezing again. His noes just runs like crazy. It is really gross. Heaven for bid I should ever have a kid cause if it got sick, well lets just say it would have to take care of itself.

deep thoughts

Maybe it's because it's the end of the summer or maybe I'm a little sentimental (or maybe a little of both) or the EVP I've been checking out online, but I've been thinkin a lot about life lately. I can't be bothered to write about it now, partly because it seems whenever I get mushy about Brad or life or even Cleo something bad happens and life poops all over me again. Soooo... I'm going to sit here on my fabric-refreshed sofa and finish watching my digitally recorded soap.

good night x

My Idol...

Wow!

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What a nice picture. Taken in the bathroom. It was the best lighting I could find. The camera works best outdoors. During the day of course. So far this has been the best picture I have taken of me. Well. Who else is gonna take em'? I am always the one stuck behind the camera. I never get pics taken of me. But then of course. Nobody wants a pic of me. Unless they wish to scare the rats away. Then of course people would be sticking them in their basements and walls. *sigh*

Wednesday I take Rippley to the vet. The poor baby just can't get rid of his cold. He sneezes and coughs on everything and everybody. So far it hasn't spread, yet. He's had the crap for like three weeks now. He's lost allot of weight too. I try to get nice pictures of him but it is kinda hard when he has a runny noes all the time. I have take lots of pictures of Piper.

I find it funny. Kelli complains about her sex life with Brad. That she finds it hard to get any from him. While I have to beat Tom off with a stick at times. Something just isn't right here. Hmmm. I am just not in to it these days. I just keep thinking things will change. Or I should say, Things will pick back up again. Someday. Until then.....I will do my best.

*sigh*

I had to take my camera back and get a new one. The screen went upside down and there it remained. This new one I have has a little black dot in the screen. I am not happy with it but I will deal. It's just a tiny dot. We will see if anything else goes wrong with this camera. If I end up sending it back too then I will just get a better camera. Amy has one just like it and so far she doesn't have any problems with her. Just my luck I guess. Go figure. I also got rechargeble batteries. I wondering if that could have been the problem. Maybe I shouldn't have used just any battery. Dunno.

I have to work crazy hours this week. Eight hour shifts. I hate them. They suck. The fact that I have to put up with Ruth's attitude. She has been a bitch lately. Like she isn't taking her meds or something. I was ready to walk out the other day. she had me so mad. It also made me think about calling in the next two days. But I will go to work tomorrow and see how things go. If they don't go good then I will say fuck it Tuesday and call in. I'm off Wednesday. So it would be nice if I did get two days off in a row. I just had working period. If I had it my way I wouldn't. It is that time of year again. For me to take a six month vacation. *grin* .......*sigh*

Better Pics Of Piper

I somtimes wonder if Piper is my familar. She is everywhere that I am. She sleeps on my lap when I am watching TV. She sleeps on my chest when I am on the computer. She sleeps in bed with me, by my head. She eats what I eat. She comes running when I call to her. She follows me around the house and tries to help with the dishes. She is a crazy little kitten. She growls sometimes for no real reason but can purr at the same time. She is very sweet but she can go bazerk when you play with her. She is the smallest cat in the house. She is very soft and cuddly. She is my little baby and my best friend.

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Random Update

Not too much to say about my little boring life. The weather is hot. My kitten Ripley is still sick. Piper has devoloped two little bumps on her noes. Angel is doing great with mom. I am fed up with work. My camera is already acting up, but right now the theory is, the battery was going dead. I cut my pinky while doing dishes last night. That is basically it.

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Crazy Picture Taking

I just got a digital camera. Yay for me. Here are some pics I have taken. I did have some cool ones that I took at Amy's. They were of a cloud that was spinning in the sky. But while learning my digital, I erased them. Oops. Oh well.

Chubby face me!!

Tom

Urza

Benjerman

Piper

...and then there were fourteen.

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Mom adopted Hooter today. Our striped little cat, Voodoo's sister, and Mirri's grandbaby. I hope Mirri and Hooter will be alright. Hooter is Mirri's pick. I have lots of stories about those two. I know I am going to miss Hooter but I also know that she is in a good home and it is good all around. For everybody. One less cat for us to feed. She helps fill in the hole in mommy's heart, and she is safe and loved. She will be kept inside and that is good. If I had it my way, all of my cats would be inside. I worry all the time about them. That someone might kittynap them or do mean things to them.

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Damn! It is so hot!!

I am sweating my bum off and I stink.

I need a bath.

In Memory Of Anchor Peter Jennings

Anchor Peter Jennings died yesterday at his home in New York City. He was 67. On April 5, Jennings announced he had been diagnosed with lung cancer. I never knew, but then how could I? I don't watch the news much. It is weird. Because I grew up with Peter Jennings on the news. So had my parents. I had gotten use to the idea that Peter Jennings would always be there reporting the news. I liked Peter Jennings. I think it was his voice. It was always so calm and smooth. He will be missed.

Peter Jennings on assignment in Eastern Europe

Jennings (right) talks to U.S. troops in Vietnam.

Jennings was one of the first journalists to report from Vietnam in the 1960s.

Jennings anchors from Cambodia in 1990.

Jennings, NBC News anchor Tom Brokaw and CBS News anchor Dan Rather attend The Museum of Television and Radio's annual gala on Feb. 19, 2004. In remembering Jennings, Brokaw said the three had been together on so many stories that they had become friends.

The Dark Crystal Sequel

For all those who loved the first movie, (The Dark Crystal) Here is an update on the sequel.

THE DARK CRYSTAL SEQUEL BRIAN FROUD IN DISCUSSION WITH THE JIM HENSON COMPANY- UPDATED NEWS! from... http://www.worldoffroud.com/

Response from Froud fans at Comic-Con and Faerieworlds to the news that a DARK CRYSTAL sequel was in development at the Jim Henson Company was overwhelmingly enthusiastic. Fans were thrilled to hear that Brian Froud was involved and that (as in the original classic film) puppets will again be used and now complemented by numerous technologies not available twenty years ago. Brian will visit the Henson studios in Los Angeles this month to present his initial concept drawings and to meet with the director, writers and development team. Stay tuned to World of Froud for breaking news on this exciting and long awaited event.

Always Loved and Never Forgotten

Beloved Cat 'Tigger' 1991-2005

Day before yesterday mom had made up her mind about taking him to the vet and having him put to sleep. Normally that is what they would do but she couldn't. She felt that she had been taking care of him for so long that she would just keep doing that until he died. And she felt that he would want to be home with her when he did go. Last night Tigger passed away at 12:30. She called me up last night crying. So there we were, on the phone crying and talking about how good of a life Tigger had and how he had made our's better. More joyful.

Today she came over and talked more about him and how Tobie is looking all over the house for him. She said she was going to give it a week and then she might adopt one of mine. Either Hooter or Piper. I am ok. I miss Tigger. Because I know that I will never see him again. I will never get to cuddle and kiss him all over ever again. But I am ok.

It's Only A Matter Of Time...

My mother gave me the bad news today. The beloved family cat is dying. He's been dying for months. Today he refused food all together, for the first time. And just lays in one spot. She put him in a box with towels. And keeps him close to her. Waiting on when he takes his last breath. This is a very sad time for all of us. He truely was like a little brother to me. I remember the first day we had him. Amy and I just came home from school. I was seven or eight years old. As we walked in the living room we saw a little furry creature in moms hands. He was so tiny, being only three weeks old. His fur was very dark with stripes and he was fluffy all over. Mom was going to name him Frodo. Dad didn't want to name him that, for whatever reason. (my dad wasn't a cat person. he is more of one now.) It was Dad who named him Tigger.

Later, as the years flew by I would tell Tigger all my secrets and we would talk about life and the things that were going on in the world. He was my best-friend and my little furry brother. I hate the fact that he is leaving us. I try to forget about it, to block it out. For months I had refused to talke about it. Knowing that he was dying and that he wouldn't be with us anymore. I had done the same with Tabby. It hurts when a pet that you love with all of your heart passes away. You just have to remember to leave room in your heart for those who are living. Though no animal will ever replace the one before it. They all fill your heart with joy, laughter, and love.

Queen Rocks With Robots!

Speaking of Robots.... I couldn't help myslef. I just had to post these pics. One of the all time greatest bands ever. Queen!!!!

Long Live Queen!!!

This Ones's For orange guru!!!

"i, ROBOT"

I saw this this movie a few months ago. It was one of those movies I thought I wouldn't like. Turned out, I loved it! I have seen it three time now. And each time I watch it, I see something I didn't see before.

I Robot takes place in the year 2035, when robots have taken over many of civilization's functions. In order to ensure their safe coexistence with people, all robots are hardwired with the "three laws" - core programs that prevent them from harming, or allowing harm to come to, humans. That's not enough for Detective Del Spooner (Will Smith), though, who has his own reason to distrust robots. When a prominent scientist (James Cromwell) is found dead of an apparent suicide, Spooner quickly comes to believe it was actually murder - perpetrated by a new generation robot who calls himself Sonny (Alan Tudyk). Spooner's investigation is resisted by U.S. Robotics, the corporation that made Sonny and is on the eve of rolling out millions more like him. As the clock ticks toward the rollout, Spooner fights the corporation and his own department to unlock Sonny's secret and avert a worldwide calamity. He is reluctantly aided by Susan Calvin (Bridget Moynihan), a scientist who specializes in robot behavior.

Something to do...

Little Fisherman

These two are the cutest little fisherman I have every seen!

Dreams

Beyond, beyond the mountain line,
The gray stone and the boulder,
Beyond the growth of dark green pine,
That crowns its western shoulder,
There lies that fairy land of mine,
Unseen of a beholder.

Its fruits are all like rubies rare,
Its streams are clear as glasses:
There golden castles hang in air,
And purple grapes in masses,
And noble knights and ladies fair
Come riding down the passes.

Ah me! they say if I could stand
Upon those mountain ledges,
I should but see on either hand
Plain fields and dusty hedges:
And yet I know my fairy land
Lies somewhere o'er their hedges.

~~CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER ~~

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my first attempt at avatar making.

Playing Hooky

I thought this was real interesting. It makes me wanna play hooky. Oh wait, I already do that.

http://www.hookybook.com/

Why Play Hooky?
I am always amazed by the reasons people give for not playing hooky from work ... "Oh, no, I have to go into work. Nobody in my office knows how to [insert task that you think the world will come to an end if it isn't done here]." Or get a load of this guy: "Gosh, I could never play hooky from work. I'd just feel too guilty." And, of course, there are the poor saps who believe that their bosses won't "let" them have the day off.It is to you foolish mortals that I dedicate theThree Commandments of Playing Hooky.

Thou shalt play hooky from work because:

1. It is polite. Sick leave and vacation are part of your benefits package; you are supposed to use them. Do you think your employer gives them to you because he thinks you’re a great person? No. He gives them to you because you earned them and he knows you are going to take them. To report to work every single day, without using any of your time off, is downright rude.

2. It keeps people employed. Just imagine what would happen if every employee came to work every day of every year. What would happen to the people who process the leave forms and keep your employment records? I’ll tell you what: They’d lose their jobs. And what about the companies who sell the leave forms your company uses? Yep, they’d go right out of business. The only way to protect the country’s economy, then, is to play hooky.

3. It is good for your health. On the outside, it may appear that people who never miss work are healthy and well-adjusted. Well, it’s like your mother always told you, you can’t judge a book by its cover. Never taking time off, they are constantly thinking about work, stressing over deadlines, worrying about presentations, trying to find a pair of socks that match or pantyhose that don’t have runs in them. They develop ulcers and irritable bowel syndrome. They have high blood pressure and migraines. Basically, they are human time bombs just waiting to explode. If only they had enough sense to take a few days off ...

So, you see, dear friends, playing hooky is good for your boss, good for the country and, most important, good for you.

Don't Believe Everything You Hear!!

Last night I was ill after reading something horrible. It was about Bonsai Kittens. Kittens that are put into jars and fed with a tube. And another tube for their poo and pee. Very sick!!! Anyways. It made me very ill just hearing about it. There were pictures too but I did not dare go to the site to see it for myself. Today I learned that it was a hoax. Or what some are calling it. A joke. Well it really isn't a joking matter. That is just sick and wrong and people should be beatin for even suggesting the idea of cruelity to animals. The BASTARDS!!!!!

Nice Blog

So here it is. I am back again. Now for the update on part of my life. Which would be on today. I went to grandmother's house with Amy and the kids. We jumped in the pool. Nice one it was and had lots of fun. Later Tom and I ate at Hong Kong. Yum yum. Now I am on the computer. Wow Imagion that. Blah, blah, blah, blah. Blahh!!


Oh yeah. I've made icons but they are posted at my other journal. To view them click here. http://www.livejournal.com/users/cuddle_kitten/

cartoons, soaps and porn, huh? LOL!!!

Another Journal

This makes my third journal. Wow!! Like now what? Shouldn't I get a cookie for this. Hmmm. It better be a sugar cookie. With sprinkles too. La-di-da. La-di-da. Doobie-doo, doobie doo. This is nice. Hmmm. Now what comes next? I wonder how all this works. I kinda like my livejournal. I was curious has to how this blogsite worked. Now I know. I think I better check out more stuff around here.