G.C FRICKEN.... N: Updated

After Several attempts at reaching the Techical staff of GCN (Global Communications Network) I have given up. I actually love GCN.... or loved GCN. I am sure the staff work hard but for crying out loud! USE E-MAILS that actually work for a change. StaffIssues@gcn.cx - Doesn't work PublicRelations@gcn.cx - Doesn't work either. But now I am fed up of trying to resolve things one way. So I must do them another. This is the E-mail Word for word that I attempted to send to their techical staff but didn't work so why not just skip over to my last option. BLOG IT!!!! Dear Whomever, I signed on GCN for the first time in two days and was harrassed by one of your staff. The following is the entire conversation. I was harrassed and threattened as you can see and I am not the person he spoke about. [5/15/2008 3:18:59 PM] EthanG: Why wont you just do your time!? [5/15/2008 3:19:43 PM] Raptured: what? [5/15/2008 3:20:04 PM] Raptured: what time? [5/15/2008 3:20:20 PM] EthanG: Please dont play games. [5/15/2008 3:20:47 PM] Raptured: what the hell are you talking about? [5/15/2008 3:23:11 PM] Raptured: Would you please explain to me what you are talking about? [5/15/2008 3:26:10 PM] Raptured: hello are you ignoring me now?? [5/15/2008 3:27:04 PM] Raptured: Please do tell me what Games I am playing? [5/15/2008 3:29:44 PM] EthanG: You must think we Administrators are stupid. [5/15/2008 3:30:05 PM] Raptured: No I don't but I would like to know what it is you are talking about [5/15/2008 3:30:05 PM] EthanG: You know exactly what Im talking about Zanthor AKA Rastar [5/15/2008 3:30:13 PM] Raptured: I am not any of those [5/15/2008 3:30:47 PM] Raptured: You are assuming that I am someone that I am not [5/15/2008 3:30:57 PM] EthanG: keep talking. [5/15/2008 3:32:16 PM] Raptured: I am not a 49 year old male with nothing better to do in his spare time.(I looked up one of those names) I am actually a woman and only come on GCN to Role play [5/15/2008 3:32:25 PM] Raptured: to have fun in the Role Play rooms [5/15/2008 3:33:09 PM] Raptured: I do not enter Adult rooms ever. [5/15/2008 3:33:20 PM] EthanG: You seem to know alot. [5/15/2008 3:33:29 PM] Raptured: I like doing research [5/15/2008 3:33:39 PM] Raptured: I will look up whom others claim me to be [5/15/2008 3:33:39 PM] EthanG: Now tell me Zanthor, why wont you just do your time? [5/15/2008 3:34:01 PM] Raptured: What the hell is wrong with you? [5/15/2008 3:34:10 PM] Raptured: I am not Zanthor or who ever you think I am [5/15/2008 3:34:57 PM] Raptured: You know what I will just Leave GCN just like all the other Rpers that you don't want here.... why don't you go harrass the Goreans [5/15/2008 3:35:00 PM] EthanG: How do you think I can tell who you really are? [5/15/2008 3:35:25 PM] EthanG: That would be better than me banning your 3 computers. [5/15/2008 3:35:33 PM] Raptured: I only have one comeputer [5/15/2008 3:35:36 PM] EthanG: And that will stop the complaints I get. [5/15/2008 3:35:36 PM] Raptured: *computer [5/15/2008 3:35:45 PM] Raptured: I am not who you think I am [5/15/2008 3:35:55 PM] Raptured: but what the hell He did not explain to me what it is that I supposedly did or anything. If nothing is done and I don't get a reply in a timely manner I will blog about the inccident but names will not be changed to protect anyone; as there are no innocents where this is concerned. I will never use the aplication again. Although I only used it to Role Play and have fun and I will inform all my friends that do use it to switch to Oasis. One I do know alot because as I stated I do research and I just like expanding my knowledge unlike some small minded losers who do no justice to the name Ethan. Bloody Moron he is this one. Two I am not a 49-50 year old man who is interested in All kinds of Nasties that I would rather not think of let alone post on my blog. -Shivers- NASTY OLD MEN. I feel dirty and in the need of a bath now. Up-fricken-date As of 5:05 PM I was banned from GCN Let me make this Clear. EthanG is supposed to be Techinical Support. But he is in an ADULT GOREAN Chat room. The only person I spoke to today was Terranika and that was to tell her that her silde show while it had lovely dragons did not have any image of the white haired elf she claimed to be playing as. [5/15/2008 3:14:17 PM] Raptured: you know that not once in your slide show is there an elf with white hair? There is an Egyptian woman with black hair and white streaks lining her face. And the next humanoid imge is an Elf with sand blonde hair. That was the only thing I said before EthanG jumped on my case. Claiming that I am some Gorean Assness. But if the rest of the Technical staff wish to believe that COCK AND BULL story they are free to do so I will make sure and Blog this EVERYWHERE because I am not Zanthor or Rastar. I have drawn the conclusion from the following apart from Ethan is an idiot and Freedom of speech is a lie. In the GCN EULA it states: Individual subscribers have the ability to create their own content and voice their own opinions. Well I am voicing an OPINION and if you don't like it you can go to hell. FACT: I HATE, HATE, DOWN RIGHT DISPIZE GOR it is DIRTY, NASTY, DISGUSTING. I DON'T LIKE IT WOULD NEVER IN MY LIFE TAKE PART IN SUCH A LIFE STYLE BECAUSE IT IS BEYOND STUPID. (To me anyway, if you like it all the more power to you.) For all those that Do use GCN Warning: Don't tell Terranika that in her slide show there are no elves with white hair she gets all PMSY and runs to her Techical support Boyfriend EthanG to ban the hell out of you. Warning: EthanG thinks that EVERYONE is STUPID including you. AND that no one does any research on anything. In fact he thinks he is king of the world and all of you are there to serve him. After all you will find him in the DEVILSPLAYROOM. Now while I am also British this guy is a moron. A bloody Git. A Pussy hiding behind fricken admin power and his keyboard. You can reach him at: EthanG_GCN@hotmail.co.uk And this is my rant for the day. (0) Comments

Posted: 5/15/2008 3:29:12 PM

Cute to the point of tears

What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice? At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: "When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?" The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child." Then he told the following story: Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.." Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay" Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third!" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, "Shay, run home! Run home!" Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team. "That day", said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world". Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day! We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the "natural order of things" So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice . A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them. May your day, be a Shay Day. (0) Comments

Posted: 10/5/2007 10:34:09 AM

More Name Games, This is for the Guys too you never know.

Your Sexy Brazilian Name is: Kaliana Mendes What's Your Sexy Brazilian Name? ---------------------------------------- Your Band Name is: The Hard-drinkin' Zookeepers Band Name Generator ------------------------------------------ Your Outrageous Name is: Mary Wanna Outrageous Name Generator ---------------------------------------------- Your Japanese Name Is... Masako Shigenoi What's your Japanese Name? (0) Comments

Posted: 9/19/2007 11:38:24 PM

Damn this thing is good.....

Your Personality Is Artisan (SP) You are both grounded and flexible. You adapt well to new situations. You are playful and free spirited - but you are also dependable and never flaky. You don't do well in conservative, stuffy situations. It's probably very hard for you to keep a normal job or stay in school. You are always up for fun and adventure. Most people are too boring for you. You take risks and bend the rules. And if things don't work out, you chock it up to life experience. In love, you tend to take things quickly - but you have a huge problem with commitment. At work, you need to make your own rules. You're best suited to be an entrepreneur. With others, you are animated and physical. You prefer doing something with friends to just hanging out. As far as your looks go, you tend to be buff and in good shape. Your spend more time on your body than your clothes. On weekends, you need to keep active. From cooking up a storm to running a 5K, you wear yourself out. The Three Question Personality Test (0) Comments

Posted: 9/19/2007 11:29:36 PM

I am not religious but... God Has Amazing Things in Store for You

A Strong Prayer - God Has Amazing Things in Store for You (This is a heavy prayer) Stars do not struggle to shine, rivers do not struggle to flow, and you will never struggle to excel in life, because you deserve the best. Hold on to your dream and it shall be well with you... Amen. The eyes beholding this message shall not behold evil, the hand that will send this message to others shall not labor in vain, the mouth saying Amen to this prayer shall laugh forever and remain in God's love. Your dreams will not die, your plans will not fail, your destiny will not be aborted, and the desires of your heart will be granted in Jesus' name. Say a big Amen and if you believe it, send it to all your friends. Money will know your name and address before the end of this month. If you believe, send it back to all your friends. None goes to the river early in the morning and brings dirty water. As you are up this morning, may your life be clean, calm and clear like the early morning water. May the grace of the Almighty support, sustain and supply all your needs according to His riches in glory. Amen. Love the Lord. Have a wonderful day in Jesus' name. The will of God will never take you where the grace of God will not protect you. I see something good happening to you, something that you have been waiting to experience. You are going to receive a divine visitation that will move your life forward mightily by the outworking of God's unstoppable Power. Do not break this prayer; send it to everyone. You are blessed beyond all curses in Jesus' name! “If a man empties his purse into his head, no man can take it away from him. An investment in knowledge always pays the best interest." Benjamin Franklin ----------------------------- This was in an E-mail I was sent and I think it is wonderful enough to share with all of you who care enough to read it. (0) Comments

Posted: 9/19/2007 11:24:13 PM

How Irish are you?

You're 90% Irish Congratulations, you're a shining example of an Irish lass (or lad). There's hardly anyone more Irish than you! How Irish Are You? (1) Comments

Posted: 9/14/2007 2:19:41 PM

I am Cleopatra, who are you? lmao

Exotic Dancer Name Is... Cleopatra Exotic Dancer Name Generator (3) Comments

Posted: 9/14/2007 2:12:47 PM

Remember.... 9/11/2001

Yes we all remember what we were doing at the point in time when the towers were struck. Many just stood or sat shocked at what they were seeing on the television screen. Quite a couple around the world were woken up from their beds in the middle of the night so see what had taken place in the United States of America. The World watched in shock as the towers had been a mark for Terrorists. Then even more so when another 747 ploughed into the Pentagon. It was almost to unbelievable to exist in this day and age. Who in their right mind would attack the US in such a way? And so many stayed glued to their television sets knowing that this was not a trick nor a movie by the little acronym in the corner that read either NBC, CNN, ABC or BBC of their screen. This was real. I watched as desperate people leaned out of the tower in hopes of a rescue, some of them fell others jumped for fear of burning to death. I watched in horror at the sights they news crews were catching. But it was then I noticed the tower began to lean and suddenly it buckled. I had chills then and even now there are chills running along the length of my body as I recall the horrid sight. Tears welled up in my eyes and spilled down onto my cheeks as I could no nothing to stop it, but I couldn’t turn away; some where deep inside of me I wished for a happy ending knowing that it wouldn’t come. I prayed with the millions that day, I prayed that it would all turn out ok. I prayed that it would end and the deaths would stop. I prayed for the families who lost then and I continue to pray for the families that loose now. I pray to god that the wars would end that the men and women there would be able to see their loved ones again. I pray that no one else would have to see what I have. A sealed Mahogany box with a flag thrown over it. I pray that Fathers would know their children and that their children will know them. I know that these prayers could be answered the question is when. Remember those that have gone before us and pray for their peaceful rest. (2) Comments

Posted: 9/11/2007 11:12:08 AM

I coloured this.

I didn't mention that bit the last time I posted it, but yes this is something that I threw together for a neighbour of mine. Their three daughters love fairies. (0) Comments

Posted: 9/10/2007 3:26:42 PM

Dog's Diary VS Cat's Diary -Giggles-

DOG DIARY 8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing! 7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing! CAT DIARY Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow - - but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now.......... (1) Comments

Posted: 9/8/2007 10:58:00 AM

Down to the Letter

I had recieved this letter a while ago now and I just couldn't quite grasp everything at the time. Each day I would re-read it I would see something more, something else that I hadn't seen before. Doesn't help that I have about ten minutes to read anything. But I thought I should share the letter that came to me out of the blue. ----------------- My Dearest Respected Humble, Forgiving and Peaceful Star Alexi, As we Bravely Run towards the Finishing line of Our Complicated Life, we often forget to remind each other of our Virtues. Interestingly, The Supreme Father only sees our qualities and reminds us to let go of our weaknesses. Out of My Respect for Humanity, I wanted to share Thoughts of Spiritual Love with you. I am a Proud Indian, belonging to a Culture which is Rich in Spirituality. Always know my dear friend, that you are a Unique Soul, special and Loved by your Family and Friends. You make them Happy and make their World have Meaning. So your Role in life is very PURPOSEFUL. And, with Courage and Enthusiasm you will always Play your Part well. Be a HERO ACTOR on this Unlimited World Stage, where The Sun, Moon & Stars are the Lights shining upon you. God and Humanity are like The Stars of Your Spiritual Constellation & are Constantly watching over you, Proud of you and Protecting you. My Determined Survivor, Life is a Game of Obstacles, so do not be Disheartened by Life's challenges. They are Temporary Exams to make you a Better Player, to enable you to move to a higher class. Difficulties arise to Challenge your Courage & to Test your Will Power. My Motivated Champion, if you Reflect back into your Valuable life, you will See all the Obstacles that you have Crossed. You are a Much Stronger Person Today because of Earning & Accumulating All those Valuable Experiences. Always See The CONTRAST of your PAST and PRESENT. BE PROUD of All that you have ACHIEVED. It is no Small Task to Swim through this Ocean called 'LIFE'. Keep Moving on, Never stand still, Continue taking the Bold Step of Courage & then GOD Will ALWAYS Help You. We SOULS are All His SPECIAL BELOVED LOVING CHILDREN. My friend, IF AT PRESENT YOU LIVE IN THE PAST THEN HOW WILL YOU SEE YOUR BRIGHT FUTURE ? Always remain a Deep Sea Diver & a Long distance Runner. Explore the Depths of Experience through The Power of Love, Humilty, Patience, Enthusiasm & WILL POWER. NEVER Lose HOPE in Yourself. GOD is Always with You and PROUD of YOU. Take some time out & Visit a Spiritual School CREATED by The SUPREME-Brahma Kumaris World Spiritual University. A FREE School for Humanity's Upliftment. BKWSU.ORG {Global}, BRAHMAKUMARIS.COM {India} It Teaches About The "ARRIVAL of The SUPREME FATHER and His KNOWLEDGE". The THIRD EYE KNOWLEDGE which Allows us to Once Again RE-AWAKEN and Re-Establish our Loveful "Father-Son" RELATIONSHIP with Our One Supreme Father, Supreme soul- "GOD SHIVA"; 'Shiva' Means-The BENEVOLENT BENEFACTOR. The Supreme Soul is The FATHER of All Human Souls. He Teaches the MASTERY over The MIND Through UNDERSTANDING The SELF by LOVING The Self and Through SILENCE. To Live a Life of Purity, Values and Love Towards ALL FAITHS. YOGA is the REMEMBRANCE of God. My Fortunate Star, since Recorded Time, All Human Souls have been Searching for PEACE and HAPPINESS, like Moths in search of a Flame. All souls have been Seeking The Answer to Life's Most Fundamental Question, "WHO AM I" ? My Patient friend, You are a Soul, whose Original Religion is PEACE and whose Original Nature is PURITY. The Soul is a Tiny Point of Light, a Star on Earth. Your Soul Controls this Body, Like a Driver in a Car. The Soul is The Observor, Doer and Experiencer. It is the Consciousness of the Body that causes Impurity, Peacelessness and Unhappiness. The Soul never dies, but sheds one human body after another. It's the Life Force. The Soul contains The Mind + The Intellect + The Personality. The ORIGINAL HOME of souls & The Supreme Soul is The SOUL WORLD, The Faraway Peaceful Land of Sweet silence. My Wise Angel, If a SEED of Positive Thought is put into ACTION, The Result will always lead to Happiness. For Every Seed that is SOWN in Life bears a fruit, which grows at it's own Season. So whatever you Sow, you will most definetly get it's Return. This is The Foundation of The KARMA PHILOSOPHY. So my Hardworking friend, may you always be a Beautiful Gardner in the Creation of your Individual Tree like Life. May you eat fruits of Happiness & spread the Flower like Fragrance of your Virtues to all souls who come to Seek your Shade & Comfort. My Loving Artist, May you attain all your Needs, fulfill all your Desires & Accomplish all your Valued Goals. Be Simple and LET THINGS GO AS THE DAY GOES. Do Not Compare Yourself with Anyone nor Compete and Expect from others. YOU ARE UNIQUE and THE BEST. Continue to Fulfill your Duties in Life with Love, Courage & Patience. My Sweet friend, make EFFORT not to GIVE SORROW, nor to TAKE SORROW from any Soul. Through the Power of Spirituality your ATTITUDE will Change and Then Your VISION Will Change and Finally your WORLD Will also have to CHANGE. Always Tie the Seat Belt of Determination and Self Respect & you will always remain Safe and Set. Well My Dearest Virtuous Winner, Thanks for your time. With Love, Best Wishes & Hugs Narayan (0) Comments

Posted: 9/8/2007 12:23:54 AM

A day in the sun

Or rain.... yes it was raining yesterday but that didn't stop a day of fun. My brother who has been working on the boat for the past year and a half finally raced it against others twice and three times his age and he beat them. Coming first in his class twice and second once. The only reason he came second was to test his speed because in this race they were going by speed class which is really stupid to me anwyay. But I am really proud of him and his team mate, being the youngest to take part in the races. Ethan Rooks - Throtleman Damon Mosca - Driver. (2) Comments

Posted: 7/30/2007 12:59:29 PM

I am so sorry

I haven't been on in a while and I know that a few of you were worried. Well I am just checking in to tell you all that I am fine. My life just got in the way. I flew to England to spend time with my cousin as he has moved out on his own and needed help finding an appartment. Don't know why but he said he wanted my help. -Shrugs- Aidan is doing great and that reminds me I need to post some pictures of him soon so you can see what a cute little Angel he is. Or maybe that is Devil? He is a coy little fella always getting himself into some kind of trouble. He keeps me real busy. If it isn't work it is my wonderful son. Most of my free time is spent sleeping. Anyway I must dash now. I love you all and miss spending time with you. (1) Comments

Posted: 7/2/2007 10:30:16 AM

Out and about..... but this is sad.

Last night seven young people lost their lives when a Mitsubishi L200 jumped a median and landed upon a Nissan Almera the end result was a five car pile up with just about eight other cars being damaged in the process. The four young boys in the Almera were killed instantly, the driver Aaron Wards, Pilar Ayong-Chee, Jean Mark (Three known by my brother, whom helped much in identifying them) and another boy were returning from a beach lime with friends and family when this accident took place. After jumping the median and landing on the Almera, the car spun out an reaction that came too late to save the boys within only flung the 4 x 4 into the oncoming traffic first they got broad sided by another car causing them to flip and land on their side, Another care unable to stop in time slammed into the roof of sliding 4 x 4 killing both the driver and the occupant. The passenger of the car died on the way to hospital after surviving the crushing force of the 4 x 4 as it rolled partly onto the silver sedan. That is all I got to say, in short my brother is very upset. But he is dealing with things as well as could be hoped. I am doing alright doctors say I need to take meds but I said screw you to that because they make me feel sick. But I am out and about back to ork as you can tell by the earlier portion of this post. Thank you for your thoughts and well wishes I missed you all. (1) Comments

Posted: 5/27/2007 2:13:43 PM

Call the courts the kings apple pie is missing!!!

Ok no it isn't I don't think.... is there a king? -Peers under bed- Nope not here; anyway what was this post about again..... Oh I got it I had been missing for a couple days not that I am an apple pie. Those are delish though especially when made with fresh apples and not the ones you get in a tin. Which reminds me I have sixteen apples to make two pies with... I need to get around to doing that soon. Maybe later. Back to what was at hand... me posting what the hell is going on. Well the VA Tec shooting now that is a problem because if you just look at each little picture then you don't get the whole story. But I have to look at it from a different point of view. Whenever I see something like that I have to ask "What drove that boy to such a state of Madness?" Watching a movie last night named "River's End" I saw what could drive anyone to such. The boy lost his father in an accident that he witnessed he watched his father drown and couldn't do anything. Now the boys in his school knew this and they knew that he feared water so what they did was in the gym shower they ganged up on him and held his face under the shower head and other forms of water. And if he fought back they hit him hard. He also had a fear of snakes so they held him down in the school yard in front of the rest of the student body and put a bermise Python down his pants of course to get him on the floor they had to kick his ass. And I am being very light here for the events that had taken place in the movie. Although it was just a movie the events that happen in real life are much worse. I have walked into a school and witnessed an even more horrid event. The boy had longish hair and peircings, one in his ear and another in his brow. A gang of fiftten other boys beat him up managing to rip the peircing from his brow, then shaved his head clean showing off a scar that he had been hiding with the length of hair. After that they teased the hell out of him and pushed him around (Even down stairs) until he left the school (Which was a long and hard event by itself but he is happier where he is now.) With such ill treatment I could see him going home grabbing his fathers 9 mm (I have seen him at the range with it) and returning to that school and shooting the hell out of all those that had done that to him. But at least he had the love and support at home that most kids don't have. And a cousin that he loves. Not me but one of my friends who alerted me to the happenings and asked for my assistance in getting him into a better school since the teachers did nothing to stop the events from happening. Ok enough of that I wasn't going to talk about that either but anyway it was on my mind anything to keep from saying why I was absent. -Takes deep breath- Fine I'll just say it... I haven't been feeling well and apparently it has something to do with my kidneys. The doctors say that I need to watch for a few things and start taking care of myself again. Meaning I need to take medication to fix whatever has gone wrong to either stop or reverse events. To prevent anything further from happening. I still can't say it damn it. Oh well whatever, I am alive, safe and well. On to better things Aidan is saying Hi and Hello. He is creeping around slowly, not actually crawling but close enough. (1) Comments

Posted: 4/23/2007 12:48:46 PM

Gift of Hope (Story)

It was obvious now that he wasn’t coming back. Perhaps some foul beast of the forest had turned him into its supper. Or something more evil like a Karable which acts like a spider by sucking out your insides while you are still alive. Night was in full swing and the snow had started falling once more. Through patches of what she suspected was the clouds, that brought the light snowfall, there were the blurred balls of light; the stars were out and the bright moon the only thing providing a dim shade of gray to all it touched. Not that she could see much being more than half buried by the snow. Aches and pains drawn back from both the cold and the unwillingness to move while she lay there for god knows how long. “No one can outrun-” a barely audible whisper echoed within her already throbbing skull; it was not what stalled her speech. There was movement to her right she had just caught it in her peripheral view; it was there in the tree-line, in what was left of it anyway. Whatever it was that was approaching was not unaware that there had been an accident, or would that be an accident on purpose? She was so sure that she heard a blast of some kind before they were faced with the wall of snow sliding towards them. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the bushes rustling, it was on the move again and getting closer. Jasmine perfume was strong and it hung all around her drowning out all other scents. That damn bottle of perfume had broken why did she choose to carry that one? She didn’t, another member of the ten did that meant that Maeve had to be close. But where? Arien dared not move her eye from the tree line and the approaching thing that she couldn’t see. The still winter’s air and the strong scent of jasmine had began to wear on her as it would anyone after near eight hours assaulting one’s nostril’s. Forcing the thoughts of ringing Maeve’s neck for bringing along the damned perfume she focused all she could upon the sound. Attempts to move only proved that the crushing snow had done a great deal of damage to her petite frame. The slightest movement caused rivets of pain that should have been numbed by the chill to appear in severe waves crashing against the face of a wall. So sure that her left arm had been broken in three places or her knee bent at an odd angle she didn’t dare move again. The Avalanche had caught them by surprise, like every thing else in this forgotten place. Why had they agreed to traverse into no-man’s land? Lord Allenorth as had been seen was the first to feel the snow’s might as he was plucked from where he stood and slammed against a rather jagged rock face. Probably crushed to death by the snow than the injuries bleeding him out, an instant death unlike the rest. The others she couldn’t be too sure the sheer power and weight of the snow had probably taken them and scattered them down the face of the mountain who knew where they would turn up if they turned up at all. Clouds blew over the moon turning all dark, the shadows grew longer across the white snow. Unable to make out true shapes and any colour she was about to give up. Whatever had been hiding was now free to roam closer to the fallen. Through semi closed eyes she saw it burst through the darkness, a great tangled mass of white and gray. Slowly the white of the snow and the black of the sky swirled into one putrid gray. And fight as she would the night came to her, those silver toned eyes closed for what she thought was the last time…. (0) Comments

Posted: 4/22/2007 10:48:53 PM

Light laughs in dark days

In all of the dark things that have been happening I decided to think light today and this helps. Now the following had me laughing my arse off although I have been told I drive like a man. Your Driving Is is: 78% Male, 22% Female According to studies, you generally drive like a typical male. You're confident in your driving skills, and hardly any situation gets the better of you. And while you may have a few tickets under your belt, you're still a very good driver.Do You Drive Like a Guy or a Girl? (1) Comments

Posted: 4/16/2007 9:15:00 PM

Tarot Cards and you.

You are Justice Equity, rightness, probity, executive; triumph of the observing side in law. Justice is about cold, objective balance through reason or natural force. You can't keep smoking and drinking without consequences to your health. It is the card that advises cutting out waste and insists that you make adjustments, do whatever is necessary to bring things back into balance, physically, emotionally, socially, spiritually. It is a card of balance and harmony; if there is imbalance, the correction may require recourse to the law. What Tarot Card are You?Take the Test to Find Out. (0) Comments

Posted: 4/16/2007 8:31:47 PM

Sugar Coated Reality Sticks... Bite on in they are Delish.

Yes they are, they come in the following fantastic fruity flavors. Depression, it's colour is purple and tastes like grape but it's lasting effect is to make you misserable beyond compare. Wisdom, the colour of Indigo. This stick tastes horrible there is nothing to discribe it's taste. However if you consume this one your wisdom increases but mind you, you would have to consume three orange sticks for every one you take to keep the bad side (depression) from appearing. Compassion if a healthy shade of blue and has the taste of blue berries. However it's effect though satisfying to both parties as in the one that takes it and the surrounding people can result in unwanted consumption of the red which will end with the compulsary purple to follow. Peace, this one has a green colour and tastes like lime. Even with it's name it is bitter to taste and causes your face to be screwed for the first few minutes and others to ask you if anything is wrong. Idiot, it's shade is yellow and if consumed it will numb your sences to much that you won't be able to figure out that it's flavor is glue. The sticky substance keeps you in a state of stupidity for hours sometimes days. Joy is a perfect shade of orange and tastes like it's colour Orange. It has no lasting effects and will not compell you to take any others but only you would be the one happy unless you wish to share. Love, this one is coloured red, it tastes like cherries and it can lead to you having a purple stick later on. There is more to this I promise you. But Aidan demands attention. (2) Comments

Posted: 4/16/2007 2:27:26 PM

Is Change Really Necessary?

Or is it just something that others feel compelled to do sometimes? Can we just remain as we are or do the demands of socity come before our own personal feeling? Do we conform to the wims and wants of our elected governments so much so that we must wait for the next election to change it? If so... Why do we wait? Are they not elected to serve the best needs of the people and not the people serve them? Why is it so often we do not put our foot down and demand a relection if their term in office turns the country into a living hell or hell on earth? Why do those that stand out get put out and ridiculed from early? Can anyone provide me with true answers to these questions? And...... By the way do you like my page change? (3) Comments

Posted: 4/13/2007 9:39:20 PM

Keep or scrap, yes or no?

I meant to make this for last year halloween. And I meant to post the drawing just after halloween now I can't figure out if I should keep it or design a whole new one for this year. Anyway I got half way finished around the same time I learned I was pregnant (Just before my birthday last year) so it was put on hold and never completed. Now even if I completed it I would have to adjust it's size again. Should I scrap it or finish it for this year halloween? (4) Comments

Posted: 4/11/2007 10:45:15 PM