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We Love Katamari

I love this game! My cousin is letting me borrow it.

I am already addicted to it. You roll stuff up into balls. Anything from

tooth brushes, tacks, balls, cats, bunnies, carrots, buckets, tigers, people,

cars, Lego's, pizzas, houses, clouds, and the list goes on and on.....

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I tried looking online for this game. I have found it in some places but

of course they want you to use a credit card. I am hoping to find it at

a used game store. We are getting a GameStop in town. They might have

it. Or maybe I could talk Sam Goodie into ordering it for me and I could

go there with my parents on their next trip to chillicothe and pick it up.

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Someday I will own it but for now I will just play Kelli's video game,

if only for a short while....until she wants it back. I imagine that will be

soon enough. I can't say I would blame her. It is an awesome game!

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I am now the proud owner of 'We Y Katamari'!

Kelli gave me her copy. Yay for Kelli!!

Rory

I really don't feel like writing. Rory was hit by a car. I found her Sunday night by the tree and then fence. She had no use of her back legs and they looked kinda bloody. She had a calm look in her eyes. I loved on her and she was really into it. She tried to lift up. I wish I had spent more time out there with her. (There are allot of things I wish for Rory. Like that it never happened or that I could have taken her to the vet. That I could have stopped it somehow.) We think she had been hit Friday. Mom had seen her by the road and never thought anything of it. Normally when I come home from work she comes running or she is already at the door. Tom gave her a bowl of water and a can of cat food. She ate a little and had some water. I had it planned to take her to the vet the next day but she was gone and we haven't seen her since. Tom believes she went up under the house and died. But I don't know. I do think she is gone however. We think we know who done it to her too. There is a family we work with that has been dropping settle hints about our cat being in the road, and that they are going to get hit, and how we have too many. They deliver papers on Sundays. What is odd is that, that day they delivered the paper on Friday. We can't prove it.

Ever since I have been utterly depressed, angry, upset, confused, sick, and utterly depressed to the point I can't eat. I am so worried for my other cats that it keeps triggering minor anxiety attacks. Why do people want to attack us and our cats? Rory never bothered a soul. She was the little white kitty that never grew. She stayed kitten size. She was going on two years old. She had many more years yet to go. She was so sweet and fun and playful all the time and very smart. She slept with Tom and I every night and in the morning she demanded lovings from when I got ready for work. She sat and slept in the flower pot like a little fuzzy white flower by the door outside.

I can't talk anymore about it. I hope to tell more happy stories about her in the future but right now I am just trying to recover. I don't think I will ever get over it. I loved her and I will miss her forever.

Moulin Rouge

Yay!! I bought Moulin Rouge at Sam Goodies yesterday. I finally own it on DVD. I don't like the fact that it is in widescreen but beggers can't be choosers. It was all that they had. Only two copies. Thomas doesn't like the movie. He just doesn't understand. I think if he only took the time out to really see what it was about. But then he just isn't into musicals. I find it hard to believe that my mom doesn't care for it either. She just isn't into love stories. Not like this.

LETS GET SIMPSONIZED!

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Corn Hole

At the last minute I decided to camp out at my parent's after all. I had a blast. Tom and I set up camp behind the apple tree for privacy and shade. Amy's tent (that dad gave her) was closer to the fire and Gavyn's near that one. Which Gavyn thought he would sleep in by himself. That last for twenty minutes. I loved the one that dad gave to Amy. That thing is huge. It has three rooms in it and a porch like area. Dad bought it has Ceasars Creek for ten dollars.

Who all came? My grandparents from both sides of the family, uncle Ronnie, uncle Randy (whom did not drink, he drank the night before...), and later Tina and her husband. Dad's neighbor came over munch later just to chat with Dad. Oh and Amy, Chris, and the kids.

The food was great. Tom helped dad with grilling the meat. Grandma Perkins made potato salad and zucchini bread. Amy made baked beans. She also made something very special. She didn't have a name for. Although it probably does. It was something Big Chris said one night she put together. It had cheese, broccoli, and potato. It was delicious. Any time Amy throws something together it comes out great. Anything else....well, we all have our opinions.

The game was corn hole. I never thought I would like the game, but then I never saw it being played. It is fun. Once you get the point system down that is. Mom doesn't like the game for that reason. I didn't play too much the first night. Too many people I guess. Last night I was still there and played it with dad, Randy, Amy, Big Chris, and Gavyn. I got pretty good too, although I didn't feel well from the night before. Gavyn was good too. I am really proud of him. It is hard to make a hole when people are cheering/coaching you on.

The drink for the night was strawberry daiquiri made with mom's rum (whatever that was) and Amy's captain Morgan. I drank glass after glass. I don't know how many I really had but I just couldn't get enough. I was saying to myself. I feel good but I'm not drunk. I wasn't drunk until I fell over the hammock. That was when I decided to call it a night. I had other plans and knew someone was already in the tent waiting on me. Or perhaps he was only sleeping. But he most definitely got woken up....;)

I have never slept in a tent before. It was different but exciting. I didn't really like the location that Tom picked. Not so far off is that creep house Amy lived in. I woke up to a big bug on the tent. I thought it was a spider but the next day I think I brought it in with me. A pinching bug it was. Mom found it walking out of the bathroom. I flicked it off the tent before I went out to pee. Then I forgot all about it and pee where I flicked it too. I couldn't get the tent unzipped when I came out. I had to crawl out. When I came back I couldn't get it zipped back either. I threw my pants in front of the slip. I think maybe that is how I brought the pincher in. (in the morning when I could see, I got the zipper unstuck, not that it matters)

Yesterday we got on the subject of Tom and I and how mom was pissed when she learned of us. That was when something came out. Something I never knew. Jeremy wanted Nathan to tell mom about us. Nathan wouldn't. So even though our friendship was torn apart, he was never a back stabber. I knew Jeremy had told him but I always thought he was in on telling mom too. Mom also said something odd. She told me that even though she was pissed off about Tom and I. She was more pissed off that it was Jeremy who told her. But this is all history. Six years ago.....

It is funny how time changes. How much does it really change? Maw-maw is very ill. I saw her the day before. We chatted about the weather, the kids, and how old she was. She told me she didn't think she would make it to 90. Less than six months away. All I could do was picture her fifteen years younger. I picture everyone I knew fifteen years younger. That brings me back to the age of nine. When everyone still had their innocents. Or at least for the most part. Justin, Meeka and there cousins were all cute and though they were brats, they were fun. Nikki was older than I. Then there were the neighbor boys. Amy showing the the 'No Trespassing' sign. Life was fun. That was only just a part of my life. The other half of it was those Saturdays when we went to grandma's. That goes back before Staunton. In those times my sister and our cousins were close. The family in general was close. In my mom youth they may have been even closer. Time changes everything. Sometime for the better, sometimes not. Sometimes it is like a roller coaster. For myself...it can only be said in a song.

Bon Appétit

What's been goin' on? Let's see...Tom wrecked his bike the other day. The wheel had come off. But he came out of it alright. Took a few bruises and some scrapes to the face, elbow, knees, and ribs. Next day he had an asthma attack due from the stress and the weather changing. But he's fine now.

Tomorrow my parents are having a cookout. My mom said it was dad's deal. He is the one that is setting it up and inviting friends and family over. They want us to stay the night and camp out with Amy and Chris. I don't know if I wanna do that. I hate the thought of nobody being here at the house. I also worry about my cats. Who's gonna feed them? I have my cats so spoiled, they expect to be fed at night. Two to three time in the night with can cat food. I don't know anyone that feed their cats the way that I do. They're my babies. To illustrate; if someone had a newborn baby they would get up and feed it throughout the night. Usually when ever the baby demands it by crying. My cats get quite demanding about being fed too, like a baby.

Not all of my cats are demanding when it comes to being fed in the middle of the night. Most of them wouldn't care, but there is one in particular that I just can't say no to. Although he has gotten better about it. Voodoo wakes me up and I tell him. "No baby. Not right now. Lay down. Go to sleep." He then lays down beside me and takes a cat nap. It's a cat nap because not long after I get up to go to the bathroom anyway. (Every time I wake up I go.) That is when I feed him a can of cat food with the dry, along with any other cat that comes running. Sometimes they put Voodoo up to waking me in the middle of the night to be fed. Voodoo kneads my stomach to wake me up. This really hurts too. Feels as if someone is punching me over and over. Or he will take his head/face and pushes my arm up. I mean really lifts it up with his head/face. It gets my attention.

This is how it works. At 10:00 pm they get their supper meal with the wet and dry cat food mixed. Most of them show up for this at ten til'. Then sometimes at two o'clock in the morning. That is when the cats that didn't show for supper come in wanting to be fed. The ring leader is Voodoo. He usually shows up for all the meals. Especially the ones he demands. Then I feed them again anywhere from five to six in the morning. Depends on the time change, when I get up for work, and when I go to the bathroom. Of course there is a reason for the madness. Working at Sugar Creek has allot to do with it. We got home late every night. Try two in the morning. That was when we fed them. Then there was a time when Tom got up early for work. Five o'clock in the morning. The cats would get all excited and to make them happy and calm them down, they were fed. And yet another time when Tom came home from work at ten o'clock at night. Tom would have his supper and the cats would want theirs.

My cats also have an endless supply of dry cat food in their food dispenser. Not everyone eats it however. Or a few eat very little of it and the can cat food mixed with the dry cat food (in another bowl) becomes their main meal. They are even picky about what they like concerning that. Everyone has their likes and their dislikes when it come to the flavors. Another thing they are picky about is whom they eat with. Not every one likes to eat with every one. Some sit back and wait, while others wait long after the meal has been given. Such as Urza and Mirri. They eat together always. It is a Husband and Wife relationship after all. They wait until their children have had their fill and then it's their turn. Whenever the bowl is clear of cats. And in the end it all works out well. Until your invited over to camp out at your parents.

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Zuma!

We went to Wal-Mart today and I finally broke down and bought Zuma. I love this game. I use to play it all the time online. I could only get so far. Now I can play it whenever I want and I can even advance further in the game. I played it for well over an hour. When I closed my eyes I saw marbles. I think I am going to be playing it in my sleep tonight.

I am still waiting on The Sims 2 with Pets to drop their price. I just hope I don't wait too long and it'll be gone. I saw Daxter out at Wal-Mart too, but it was for PSP. I also saw Rayman Raving Rabbids. I am very curious about that game. I have read some good reviews. I might have to wait for the price to go down on it too. I just hope I don't wait too late and if I do get it one day, I hope it is a keeper.

While looking for Zuma I saw The Sims Life Stories for PC. I read the box and it is suppose to be laptop friendly. I wonder if it really is and is it anything like The Sims 2 for PC? Or is it just a cheap knock off? Will they make laptop friendly expansion packs for it too? I wonder.....

Have I mentioned I beat Jak and Daxter? I beat it. That game was loads of fun!!!!

When Eddie Met Kelli....

I created an Eddie Izzard sim. It took me thirty minutes to finally get it right. Once upon a time there was a much better Eddie skin online. I should have saved the skin to disk a long time ago. Of course that wasn't the case....I had to make my own Eddie Izzard. My Kelli sim just hasn't been the same without him.

I think he came out alright. You be the judge.....

Updates?

Remember how I said there would be updates? I had them but due to the nature of them I was too upset and depressed to write. The update is, the kittens are gone. They did not make it. Phoebe didn't produce milk and by the time we figured it out, it was too late. Just two days old they were. Tom had gone to the store and bought some kitten milk and a bottle, hoping to save at least one. I thought we might. There were seven to begin with. We thought there were six but when we got them out from under the bed we found the seventh one already dead. Soon after another followed. That night it was quiet. I had heard only one cry. I got up and got a bottle ready. Three were dead and one was soon to follow as well. The one I thought might just make it. I had gotten up twice and fed it. Tom had even gotten up and fed it. After work when I came home I found it just like the others. On its side and it wouldn't cry anymore.

It is pointless going through their colors and patterns. Just know that they would have been beautiful cats. Phoebe on the other hand was beautiful. But she is sick. She has been since she became pregnant. Which could possibly be the reason why she produced no milk. We don't know what is wrong with her. I feel bad about not letting her into the house anymore but I am sick of cleaning up after her messes. She is best left outside. If we had the money and didn't have a previous bill with the vet I would take her in. We hope to get rid of her somehow as well as at least half my cats.

Tina (Amy's friend) lost a bunch of cats. A friend had given them dog food to give to their cats. It turns out that it was the same crap that was on a recall. The same tainted food that has been poisoning and killing pet owner's animals.

More on the tainted pet food, my grandpa Kimmey's dog died of the same thing. Suddenly his dog became sick. He had taken him to the vet and they gave some medicine and thought it was old age. The dog had the same symptoms as everyone else's pet had that were poisoned. Only this was when no one knew the pet food had been poisoned. If grandpa had known her would have taken it to court. He misses his big baby of a dog. That dog would follow him even to the bathroom. He would sit on his lap. Which is pretty incredible considering the dog was huge. Bigger even than grandpa. Grandpa however, has a new dog but it just isn't quite the same. He had Junior (aka June Bug) for years.

We will never know how many pet have died from the tainted pet food. While that is sad and scary, it is even more scary that the chemical melamine was found in feed rations on a California hog farm. Which may even show up on other U.S. farms. Who knows how far this will go. We always knew our food wasn't safe. This only confirms it. Whether this was an accident or done by some evil person or persons, this is just crazy.

Kittens

Phoebe is having her kittens. She is under the bed right now having them. Although that is not where she started having them. I was feeding the cats and heard something at the door. I thought it might be Phoebe so I went to the door. There I heard little cries. I looked down and there she was. Her lips were not moving. I thought that it was odd and perhaps it was a kitten I was hearing. I open then door and in she comes running with a kitten dangling. Phoebe was completely unaware. I was just horrified. She went to the food bowl and began eating as if nothing was happening at all. She wasn't there for very long. She usually isn't. Then she took off to the bedroom and has been there since. Last I checked on her she was doing better. I could see she was actually pushing, and I saw a little kitten head from under her tail. I will have more updates.....

My New Gaming Adventure

After being bored out of my mind with the few games I have and with little money to buy new ones, I borrowed Jak and Daxter the Precursor Legacy from my uncle Ronnie. That game rocks! I thought it would be stupid and simple all the way around. Quite the contrary. Jak and Daxter begin the game as elf-like mischief makers. Then Daxter falls into a pit of Dark Eco and becomes an orange Ottsel (half otter, half weasel). They have to find Gol Acheron, a sage of Dark Eco who may have the powers to help Daxter return to normal.

There are items in the game that really help you out during Jak's and Daxter's "adventures". Green Eco is good for your health. Blue Eco is the stuff that makes Jak run faster and allows him to activate Precursor devices. Red Eco gives you power to defeat your enemies faster. There are many more of these Ecos that help you out in all aspects of the game.

Then there are Scout Flies that are boxed up by the Lurkers. You have to find these boxes and set them free. They are found in red crates.

There are also shiny egg shaped orbs called Precursor Orbs. You have to collect those to trade with the villagers for Power Cells. Why do you need Power Cells? They are the most important items in the game you have to find. You need certain amounts of Power Cells to advance in certain stages of the game. Not only can you get them in trading with the villagers but also by completing tasks.

I have only completed 16% of the game. So I have a long way to go yet. I think I saw the game in a video store. Now I wish I had gotten it. I just didn't think it would be any good. Maybe next time. I guess there are like five of these games. Might be something for me to look into. Ronnie has Jak II. He said it was harder. I guess I will just have to see for myself.

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Young or old, don't forget them!

Yesterday I got off from work early enough to see Maw-Maw in the nursing home. She is doing ok now. I guess she had broken a hip and during that time something else had happened. I don't remember now. But she almost died. She came very close. Too close. A couple years ago she had broken the other hip. She said it had healed much faster than the left one. She is eighty-nine now. I sat with her for two hours. I missed her allot. My grandma Vera was put in that very nursing home before she passed away.

I had a dream not to long ago about Maw-Maw and her house. I was in her house and her family was moving her stuff out. The house was getting emptier and emptier. I cried in my dream. It all reminded me of the ever changing world. My world. Everyone's world. You know. People's lives. From childhood to adulthood. Events in our lives that leave behind bitter-sweet memories. Things we wish we could experience once more. Maybe even forever. Happy moments in our lives. Perhaps things we may have taken for granted. I think we each have a memory or memories like that. But of course, if we had stayed in those moments, then we would never get to experience other great and happy moments in out lives. Creating more precious memories.

The dream made me realize how important it was that I visit Maw-Maw. Even more so now that her time is getting short. Of course no one knows when they will pass away. Anything could happen. Sad but true. Maw-Maw has four generations of grandchildren. That is a rich blessing for anyone her age. She has many relatives and friends. Such as I, that love her dearly. She is even like a grandmother to me.

I didn't go and see grandma Vera after she was put in the nursing home. I wish I had. I should have. There she was. So close by. I could have. I really could have. But I didn't. Why? I was afraid to. She wasn't the same. She got worst with each passing day. Her mind wasn't her own anymore. It was somebody else's. Someone's from long ago. When dad was three. Or five. When grandpa was dad's age. She didn't know who we were. She could only bring up the past and replace everyone with those she knew long ago. Until it got to the point when she couldn't recognize anyone. She couldn't talk. She couldn't even feed herself.

The last time I saw grandma Vera she could talk to us but she really didn't know us. I am sure at some time or another she must have known. The thought had to of come. Or so I really hope it had. But I doubt it. I only know how she gotten worst by other family members that weren't cowards such as I. That had gone and seen her like loyal family member should. They made time to see her. Even once a week. Why hadn't I? I wish I had. Now she is gone. But her memory lives on in my heart. I hope one day I may see her again. That is all I have, is hope. But it is a strong hope.

I understand I am not the only one who misses grandma Vera. My dad misses her allot. He even catches himself calling her or getting up early to go down to her house, the way he use to. Even though she had been in the nursing home for four years. There is another person that misses grandma Vera. As I am sure many other family members and friends. This one in particular really touches my heart. Gavyn is only eight. The time he had gotten to visit grandma Vera was so short. But often my dad had taken him to see her, and then again with Amy. He remembers her but not like I do. Or like dad does, or even mom. He remembers her. I am not sure what it is that he remembers. But the only memory I am sure of is, grandma Vera in the nursing home. To me it is a dark and depressing one. But to him it is all he knows. All he knows. I have to remember that it is her being there, alive. That is what is important. He got to know her. Not like I had. Going to her house and talking to her about the past, her past. (I wish I had more moments with her like that than I had.) Or talking to her about school. I even mowed her lawn. So did Amy at one point before I was of age. Gavyn got to know grandma Vera by the only way he could. Maybe it wasn't pretty. Life isn't always pretty. It it what you take out of it sometimes. The things that you make use of your time. Gavyn had gotten to know grandma Vera and in that short time he loved her. He misses her now. I think he wishes he had known her even better. Known her like we had known her. Or like dad and uncle Bobby knew her. Or perhaps even like grandpa Kimmey knew her.

I was at Amy's yesterday. I saw on her kitchen counter top a paper. It was 'jump for your heart' paper. They had it when I was in school. You went around collecting donations for it and then jumped rope at school. On the paper it said, "In Honor Of ______. Gavyn had put grandma Vera. He wrote it in all on his own. From his heart. I was touched by it.

So now I am making it a point to see Maw-Maw every chance I get. Or I shall make the time to go and see her. Right now she is in the nursing home. I think it is much easier for me to see her there. Not that I want her to stay there. I do want her to get well. Of course it might be best she did stay there where she has nurses to look after her. But she wants to go home badly. As most of elderly people do after being put in a nursing home. I will make it a point however, to go and see her wherever she may be.

As for my grandparents. I see my grandparents on my mom's side allot. I am very thankful for that. We are making up for lost time. They love having me over on Wednesdays. I even get to have dinner with them on other days. They have commented on how no one visits them anymore except me. I am sad that that may be true. But I am glad I do get the chance to visit them more now than ever.

I should really keep better touch with my grandparents on my dad's side. I don't hardly call them even. I have called them in the past on occasion but then I forget about them. That is terrible. I really mean to keep in touch. A matter of fact. I should call them right now. Maybe I will do that as soon as I am done here.

There are others that have already passed away in my life. People I wish I had gotten to know better. Some of them are family members. Some of them are family members of family members. Regardless of the connection, they had touched my life in a way that is unforgettable and I miss them too. I wish I had gotten to know them better. But I can't dwell on such things. I cherish the small moments I had with such loved ones that I barely knew. I can relate with Gavyn on that.

I think my main point here is....

Don't forget loved ones. Young or old, don't forget them! Spend as much time you can with them and show them that you care and love em'. By phone, letter, or in person.

Movies That Make You Wanna Sing & Dance!

It has been decided that I love Moulin Rouge. I don't know why I never really felt that way before. It is delightfully funny and sad. I love the music and the computer generated hijinks and the music video lightning-fast editing. Well done indeed. I watched it twice over the weekend. Tom doesn't like it. He doesn't like musicals he says. It is one of the movies I think I could watch over and over. I don't think I could spoil the fun with it either. Like some movies I have in the past, like Dirty Dancing. Which reminds me. It is going to be back on the big screen. I think that is way cool. I would love to see it on the big screen. But I doubt I ever get to.

Another one I watched over the weekend was Saturday Night Fever. I love that movie! It has been 30 years since it first came out on the big screens. Wow. My how time does fly by. Tom hates that movie too. While it isn't a musical, it is disco. He hates disco. Really hates it. But I on the other hand I really like it. It's set in a fast paced rhythm that makes one lose themself in the action.

"I told you so."

Another mystery in the Anna Nicole Smith saga has been solved: Photographer Larry Birkhead is the biological father of Smith's 7-month-old daughter, Dannielynn. And he's a giant step closer to getting custody.

I am just glad that they know who the father is. It would have been just awful if no one's DNA matched. Now I only hope Anna's mother would leave it alone. She claims that she wants only to be the grandmother. I hope she sticks to what she says and doesn't pull any rabbits out of her....um...hat.

Snake Skins

Allot has happened in just a couple weeks. We got ride of the two snakes we had. One went to a guy that Heath works with, for $50. The other went to a guy's step father that we work with, for free. I was glad that Lexx went to someone we knew. Heath's friend was mexican and would have sold her in Mexico. Or so I think that is what he is doing with the snakes he is getting. According to Heath the guy has like four snakes and he wants to see how many he can get. Sound fishy. So I am glad at the time when he came and got the one, he didn't get the other too. It was the next night he wanted Lexx but by then we had already given her away. I miss her. Every time I go to throw something away I expect to disturb her and so I look up to see if she is alright. Of course now there are rats in her old cage. Tom just wants to raise rats. Fine with me. Sort of. Not like I can do anything about it. I just want to raise the rats we have until they die. He wants to breed them and see if he can come up with any new colors or color patterns.

Uncle Ronnie moved back today to Caroline dr or whatever it's called. There was a guy that died which meant an empty room. They thought Ronnie would do better if he were back at that house. He would get better care. So that's where he's at now. He did get the guy's sterio, dresser, and night stand. The guy that died didn't have any family. Ronnie gave me his CD player. The first CD I played in it was Queen Greatest Hits. Kelli would be so proud. I miss her.

Maw-maw is in the nursing home. She was at the hospital. I am not really sure what is wrong with her. I think one of the things was that her kidneys were failing. Mom said that she may never leave the nursing home. At least not to go home. I don't know if she has ever been home since she became ill the first time. I think she has been living in Court House with her daughter for at least a year. I should have came and visited her when she lived at home. I should have came and visited her when she was living with her daughter. I will visit her at the nursing home. She is in the one grandma Vera was in. I should have visited grandma but I just couldn't bare to see her that way. Now I regret not seeing her when I could have. Just like so many other people that have past away in my life. But no use in dwelling over things like that. Just make use with the time we do have with the ones that are living. And don't take it for granted that they will always be here.

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`Historic', `sensational', `flamboyant' and `without-any-doubt original' are just some of the adjectives being thrown around by critics in praise of 22 year-old UK newcomer, Mika's eclectic debut album, Life In Cartoon Motion.

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A Beautiful Weekend!!

Spring is here at last!! But I fear that now it is way too hot. I can't get away from the heat and my laptop is so incredibly hot after just thirty minutes. This bites. But I shouldn't complain too much. We have all been waiting for this.

Saturday and Sunday I went to the assembly with grandma and grandpa. It was great. Especially Sunday. Everyone was so warm and friendly. The talks were great and uplifting. I learned allot just in those too days. Of course everyone did. No matter how much you know, there is always more to be learned. Too, we are imperfect and our minds need refreshed from time to time.Last time I went I got to meet grandma's cousins. This time I met old friends of grandma's. Grandpa knows just about everybody where ever he goes. So he was telling me who was who and where they were from. Grandma fixed us lunch, including me. I didn't have money to buy even lunch meat but I did buy some snack food. Jennette was the one that drove us to London on Sunday. Saturday grandpa had to drive because she worked.

The trip to London on Sunday Jennette told us about Scott and Amanda. How he had smashed (really, he 'smashed' it) his toe. She described what it looked like and it did not sound good. Amanda said he didn't need to go to the hospital. That if he did go they would do a drug test. Jennette said that wasn't true and even so, they wouldn't do anything to him. She said he was in so much pain he was ready to past out. One day Eli stepped on it by accident and Amanda said it was Scott's fault. Eli was right behind her on that and was repeating everything she was saying back to Scott. Jennette was bad and thought that was wrong and unhealthy of Amanda. Later she had talked to Scott and Scott had told her after she had left they got into it. I wish he would just get rid of the retard. If he doesn't go to the hospital soon it is quite possible he could lose his toe and even his foot. Idiots.

A Tribute To Anna Nicole Smith

This is my official tribute to Anna. May everything good she done shine in our memories, and everything not so good be forgiven and forgotten.

She was a model and an actress. Her birth name was Vickie Lynn Hogan, born on November 28, 1967 in Mexia, Texas. Anna Nicole Smith rose to fame as a model for Guess jeans and for Playboy magazine. She was even named Playboy's Playmate of the Year in 1993. In 1994 she appeared in Naked Gun 33 1/3 and The Hudsucker Proxy.

Anna was a high school dropout. She had a hard childhood, growing up without her father who had left the family. She married Billy Smith, a guy who flipped burgers. They had a son named Daniel in 1984. Later they were divorced. Anna didn't let that stop her dreams of becoming the next Marilyn Monroe.

To get to Marilyn Monroe status Anna had to work her way up. She had been a waitress and then a dancer at a strip club. There is met J. Howard Marshall II, a Texas oil tycoon. She was 26 and J. Howard was 89 when they married, The following year after they were married he died. This meant for Anna years of fighting for her portion of her husband's estate. After many years it went all the way to the U.S. Supreme Court in 2006. The court's decision opened the door to Anna Nicole Smith collecting some money from her late husband's estate.

Some how Anna stayed in the spotlight despite all her many tribulations. She was in many celebrity magazines and tabloids. She started her own reality show called The Anna Nicole Show in 2002. In which television viewers got an inside look at the life which was anything but ordinary in which Anna at times seemed disoriented or confused, but always fascinating. Sadly the show went off the air in 2004. But that didn't stop Anna. She was still in the spotlight. She was often shown in the company of Howard K. Stern, her attorney.

For many years Anna struggled in controlling her weight. She became a spokesperson for Trimspa. She had much success with losing the weight. She looked sexier than ever. She then returned to acting. Her son Daniel worked beside her on a new project. It was a movie in which she had the starring role in a science fiction-comedy Illegal Aliens.

In the summer of 2006 she announced that she was pregnant. On September 7 she had little Dannielynn. But the happy moment was short lived. Just three days later her son had died from a drug overdose. Anna was heartbroken. Something she never recovered from. The investigation into his death remains ongoing.

Sadly on Febuary 8, 2007 Anna was found unconscious in her hotel room at the Seminole Hard Rock Hotel and Casino in Hollywood, Florida. Later she was pronounced dead. She was only 39. Most believe that it had been drugs that killed her.

Now an on going battle rages on for her daughter Dannielynn. Who is the father? Howard K. Stern, Larry Birkhead, Prince Frederick or could it be some other guy we don't know about yet?

After her death, she has been compared to many of Hollywood'’s beautiful women who died too young, including Jean Harlow and Smith'’s personal favorite, Marilyn Monroe.

We will miss you sweet Anna!

Blizzard Wizzard

I awoke this morning to snow. Which is all find and well but now we are getting an ice storm. I'd rather just have the snow. New York has four yards of it and counting. They went from inches to feet to yards. What next? My main concern is my house. Mainly the roof. I worry that it might collapse. I did however make it to work only to be sent home two hours early. Mom had called in along with another employee. What does work do? Call someone in that doesn't even work. All they do is goof off and stand by the office with a drink in their hand. They're a teen even. What bills do they have? I'm an adult knee deep with bills. It's crap.

Who took me home? Heath! I called Amy to see if she could send someone over to take me home, and she asks if it would be alright if Heath takes me home. Which it was but that's beside point. I don't know about her. I think she might just let him in. She'll boot Chris and let Heath have his way. Regardless of how it goes, I really don't think Chris is going to be around much longer. Just the way he acted yesterday. Something isn't right.

Uck! The ice is really accumulating out there. I can't believe all they have us on is a level 1. Probably because compared to counties up north we don't have it so bad, but really I think we do. We may not be getting a blizzard but we sure are getting allot of ice!

Jabber

I really wish I hadn't upgraded my livejournal. I hate the ads. They are a real eye sore. For some reason every other time I try to post a new entry a window for netscape pops up, wanting me to download it. So I cancel it and then I lose my livejournal window. So I have to start all over again.

We got the bills paid this time. Next payday it will be rent and Tom seems to think we can knock out what we owe the bank. I think by then it will be well over three hundred dollars but whatever.

My laptop is still in the shop. Not that I can do anything about it even if it was fixed. The guy called and left a message saying the connector pins weren't lining up. He has to get another connector and try it again. But it isn't a bad thing. Maybe by the time it is fixed I will have the money or at least half.

Tom keeps telling me to quit freaking out. That things arn't as worst as they were the last time we were down. But I really think things are. It is really taking its toll on me too. I feel like going in a corner, grabbing my knees and cry. But on the bright side, things really could be worst and they could always get worst. So I better just take things one day at a time and suck it up. Get happy. Not that I'm not happy with what I do have. I do wanna be happier and funner. I wanna get over these hard times. I miss not having these worries.

On a lighter note. I had Tom download some songs that I think are great. Not the greatest but just great for this time period. But out of all the songs I had him download, my favorites are (Into The Ocean by Blue October). I am not sure how well I like that band. I have only heard that song and part of another. I also like (Lips Of An Angel by Hinder) and (Fidelity by Regina Spektor). I like (The Killers) too. (Bones) was a cool video but not as great as their (Mr. Brightside) video. Tom downloaded the acoustic version of that song. I wasn't happy with that but he says he will download it again, so that gives me another opportunity to have him download other great songs that I like. Maybe older ones or something. There was another song I like allot but not as much as I liked the video. (After Glow by Inxs). That is a hot video. I have it on my laptop. I really miss my laptop.

Besides music, I have been playing GTA Vice City. I have 74% complete on one game that my cousin and I started playing three years ago. I have been working on finding all the hidden packages and doing all the rampages. It's just a matter of finding those things. There are also ramps that I need to find and jump. I think there are a couple of check point missions that I need to find and complete.

When I get bored with GTA that I go on to The Sims 2. Mom has it and The Sims 2 Pets. Lucky her. She is all the time calling me and then telling me how much fun it is. Makes me a little annoyed. I really want GTA Vice City Stories and GTA Liberty Stories. Maybe someday.....Until then I will just be happy with what I do have. It's for the best I suppose. Or so I am telling myself that. Just to make myself fell better.

As for the cat situation. Well....It's still here. I would really like to take half of them to a cat shelter or something. Even if it were just a couple at a time would help allot. It is so overwhelming and it doesn't get any better.

Amy still has her two little kittens. They are getting big but very cute. She did however get rid of the puppy. She was too much for her to take care of. A friend had said she would love to take it. She said this many times, so Amy gave her up.

Concerning the Amy/Heath/Chris situation. It is a bit harry. Amy should have never got in with another guy so soon before her and Heath had officially split. Now she is confused. Heath keeps talking to her. Telling her how much he's changed and how sorry he is for this and that. He even wrote dad a letter. It seems to me that there might be a small possibility that he actually means what he says but that just isn't enough for me. Things just don't get fixed within a person over night. If he really means it then he should be aware that he needs counseling and have a change of attitude towards all things. Then I might reconsider how I feel about the two of them getting back together again. Of course dad says that is all well that Heath is sorry but he still wants him away from Amy. To never get back with her again.

Chris on the other hand his smothering Amy. Something she isn't use to. But I think a person that was use to that sort of thing might feel the same as she does. He really lays it on thick. So that doesn't really help Amy right now. He really needs to back off before she pushed him away. I think she might do that if he isn't careful. He is great with the kids. Teaching them how to be proper little people.

Amy is forcing Gavyn to see Heath, in which I think is so wrong. So Gavyn has been mad and I kinda think he might be depressed. I brought that up to Amy and she said he wasn't feeling good. Which may be so but I still think something isn't right there. I guess the other day he tried skipping school by staying at home but Amy caught him and made him go to school late. This morning he stood over the heat vent and then told her he had a fever. It almost worked but then Amy figured it out.

So after seeing Amy and the kids today I kinda feel bad. I know how I get so angry with not seeing her. I actually get jealous of her friends. Maybe that isn't fair of me or maybe it is childish. I do love my sister and I know there will be moments when I do have sour feelings. I just need to learn to do something about them and not let them boil over, that I may start saying all these mean things about her. That deep down I do love my sister. I only wish we could get close again.

As for somebody else that I dearly love and think about often....Someone who might read this one day. My cousin. I miss her allot too. More than she knows. I miss hanging out with her and chatting with her online and on the phone. I miss the fun times we had on the internet. And I wish one day we could be close again too. I just wonder if she is thinking the same thing too.

Anna Nicole Smith 1967-2007

10 February 2007 @ 06:20 pm

Thursday, while brushing my teeth I heard on the radio that Anna Nicole Smith died after she was discovered unconscious in her hotel room at the Seminole Hard Rock Hotel & Casino in Hollywood, Florida. Her private nurse was the one to find her. I am assuming the nurse was there because earlier in the week she had been feeling ill with flu like symptoms. Anyway. I was quite shocked and sad. I know she lived her life in the fast lane and sooner or later something bad was gonna happen. But it is one of those things where you see the people on TV all the time and you just don't realized the reality that someday these people are going to die. Needless to day I have been following the story. Darn right I am interested. I use to watch her show (after my cousin pointed her out to me one day) and I had come to like her very well. I was sad when she had lost all the weight and turned into a whole other person. Of course I was happy for her but sad that she had changed so mcuh so that it was like a whole other person. So I guess I lost some interest in her. But that never meant I stopped liking her.

As for how she died that is still unknown. Yesterday an autopsy was done. The medical examiner stated that he didn't see any pills in the stomach, only a small amount of blood due to shock. He did however mention a sustance in her heart and that it would be three to five weeks before more tests come back. So the world waits. Of course many believe that her death was drug related. Perhaps it was but what about Trimspa and all that weight she rapidily lost? No one is questioning that. I wonder if it might of been both that had cost her to lose her life at such a young age. Her mother had come on ABC's Good Morning America. She said that she suspected drug use was what had killed her daughter just as it was for Anna's son Daniel, whom died at the age of 20 last September.

Anna left behind her five month old daughter Dannielynn Hope. Three men now lay claim to the baby. Are they only interested in the money that this little girl could inherit? Or are they looking out for the child's best interest? I hope Howard is the father. He has been by Anna's side for years and knows her best. He also knows Dannielynn Hope. His name is on her birth certicate as the father. I know Anna slept around allot. One could even say she was a slut but I had always hoped that her and Howard would get together someday. They did get married but of course their marriage is in question now among other things.

I guess the world will only have to wait for the complex answers to Anna's life. Just like Marilyn Monroe, her life will always have a mystery about it.

Anna Nicole Smith 1967-2007