*rat curls into a ball and looks up at you, yawns...then smiles*
Puppy is only here for today, then she leaves early Sunday morning.
Wonder if I can just keep her?
Birdy said I was very trusting to let a stranger stay in my home but I just knew RedQueen would be who she is online. As I know Otter, Doe, Images, and Lady C would be.
Those people have standing invites to my home.
:) Now- to get the puppy out of her room....Hmmmm. Just kidding- she is enjoying the rain on my trailers tin roof to much to make her get up. In fact....*yawns* I might just go lay down again myself.
I come back to the office today to my sister telling me she has had several calls from a man saying I brought a T Mobile and he needed the payment information. After asking her what that was I told her I had not. Seeing as I am walking around with a Cellular one account with three phones on the account...let me think.
"He is to call you back this afternoon as he said you ordered it. And if you can understand a damn thing out of his mouth you are better then me." Safe to say I have stewed all afternoon waiting for his call.
He just called. "May I speak to **First Name and Last- not the middle that everyone knows me by*." "This is." "Hello?" "Yes" "Hello is *** same name** there?" I speak LOUDLY "I SAID I WAS HER!" "Oh..ok. I am calling you for the credit card information on the T Mobile you ordered.."
"Well as I never order a T Mobile Phone you can stick that lie up your ass and never call this number again. If you do I am sure I can find a goverment office that investigate the way you sale these things. And fucking learn how to speak so people can understand you."
And I hang up.
O.o
Oh god- Puppy bad ways are rubbing off on me.
I was such an angel before she got here.
*Rat gives you her sad innocent look, tail curling around your wrist as she clinchs your hand*
Save me...
*ROFL*
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perhaps ...
i should share my newly acquired cheese wiff jooooo :)
lol
bet he nearly crapped !!!
Never trust solicited calls asking for credit card information. It just scream SCAM. I'm glad someone is putting them in their place!
Dang it you have to start taping these type calls!
hmmmm, right....you were innocent and pious before she arrived and now you are demon spawn. lol, i don't buy it!
Great... Puppy just told me she flocked herself.
And I wanted to do THAT!
*rat pouts*
ROFL!!!
Well at least I don't have to hit you with a rolled up newspaper....
;)
*note for all you sick minded people- Nick Chavez Flocker is a hair gel*
OH Well God Damn IT! *head weaving and bobbing*
I deleted the damn coven page.... damn damn damn it. I hit the link to change take the test part off the page name... THEN I read "This will delete the page."
GRRRR!
*freaking really really hates codes*
lol
Just....fuck.
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Uh-oh...Rat made a boo-boo...Never mind hon, I'm sure it's fixable x
Thanks Beaver. At least I left the original one up. I just have to rewrite it (not saved- just wrote it as it came to me) and redo the codes for the videos. So all is good. Just take me some hours to rework it out.
*Hugs the mommy to be*
You're around me for two days and just LOOK at how trashy you talk
Oh, and don't THINK I didn't notice that head of yours bobbing and weaving woman...I mean REALLY.....LMAO
LOL Stop or I will never get my work done from running to the bathroom to pee.
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:D And I need to get up there for my makeup job!
nice job! i bet you are having so much fun :)
This was such fun and I can't wait to see what happens next :)
it looks like you guys are having a blast.. great look there...
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That's AWESOME! I need to take a trip to Kentucky :D
woo hoo! *wolf whistle
Hee hee you're all so lovely and CUUUTE! ^.^
:( Damn you allllll! *cries* I wanna vacation now :( *pout*
kool picture of every one yea.....
We want say but "someone" slap my ass right as the picture was taken. lol
What a great pic !
I left my home with a puppy asleep in the guest bedroom. Not a four legged kind, but a two legged one. I have talked to RedQueen on line for years and last night I finally got to meet the little energy ball. She called me Tuesday Night, saying hi and that she would be here the next day. That kind of threw me for a loop as I swear it was Thursday she was coming in. Maybe it was more wishful thinking as I was right in the middle of a big job, or just me and my “Can’t remember shit” problem. I vote for the last.
The job I been on for since Monday was going well- Wednesday was going to turn out to be a good day with us heading home by 2:00 at the latest. So plans made… thinking I would be here when Red showed, all clean and pretty for our first meeting.
Plans- gods way of just seeing how much he can fuck it up.
The shipper was a serious hunter. #7 mounted dear heads, full body mounted coyote, fox fur thingy, mounted doe head, full body mounted Bobcat, and a huge mounted elk head serious kind of hunter.
So the arrangements was to have these items crated Tuesday morning. The crating company put it off till Wednesday- early am. Not what I wanted but had no choice in the matter. Seems early to them was 10:30 am. Seems they needed 7 hours to build and pack these wonderful dead things. Seems a hour of that time was the fight the base and the crating company had about the $5,700.00 bill for the crating.
Yes- you read that right- $5,700.00 Full pack job, loading of household, bringing it to storage, unloading and putting it into storage vaults is getting me about 1/3 that. And that is with two trucks/ car / and 5 men working. Something is wrong with this picture.
So I sit there, the two guys with me who stayed to load the crates sitting as they was DONE hours ago. I would ask one of the men how long he thought it would take as I was thinking of getting home. “We should be about 45 more minutes.” Grrrr. By the third time he told me that I was thinking of him hanging from the wall- that air compressor nail gun in my hand asking him how he liked being mounted. :)
The end of the day found me coming in close to 7:00pm, to find the girls waiting. Red gave me a hug, not minding the stink I had on me from the house, not the cleanest, the real dog and cat they had that I played with as we waited. No makeup, dirty clothes, and still she gave me a big hug. She is just like she is here on VR- southern from the tip of her red hair to the bottom of her feet.
She slide right into the group- like a fourth sister had shown up. Our lives will never be the same.
Hell our town may never be the same. ;)
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aww it sounds wonderful :)
OH MY GOD the Puppy is in the Hooouuuussseee!
:)
RedQueen is here and in color- Joy! Joy~ and let me think .... JOY!!
;)
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Ya'll hear me now... don't do anything I wouldn't do! *giggles and runs off*
Fabulous!
pictures we need lots of pictures :)
*waves at owl* HI SUGAR!
*points to Saharia* Sugar, IS there snything you wouldn't do??? And if there is please tell me....LOL
*points to the others* pictures are alreaqdy going up, with more to come, and so HELP me if I find that blackmail picture, I'm gonna KILL Connie...
Rat slowly put her dinner dishes in the sink, and turns to bed...slightly bent over from another day of packing, knees hurting, lower back in pain.
Two more days... I can make it two more days.
*really getting to old of this work*
Rat slips into bed, laying on her side to ease the pain in her back.
Be back Thru- but then RedQueen is to be here till Sunday so I will not be on much.
Have to say I am looking forward to meeting the Puppy. :)
Twenty five things VR style.
1. VR is the first website I joined when I brought my own laptop when I was 39 years old. While I had used a computer at work, old desk top, when I got a notebook is when I started to “play” on it- VR was my first social network and still the only one I go to everyday.
2. I was first in a Coven, that master left VR, and I was asked to join another. I stayed there until the Asst Master really got on my nerves with her demand of favors. System messages sent out to “Get your ass to winning favors” I left soon after reaching Sire.
3. I remember when Images asked me to join House Eternal. I remember calling Birdie and Cat, asking what I should do. I also recall telling Images she needed to look at my journal as I am not, what I believed at the time, House Eternal stock. Lol But very glad she left the invite open as I have found my home with these great people.
4. I remember the joy at passing the acolyte test on my second try, and Joli asking me to become a Sentoran soon after. Made me know that I have stayed in good standing of the “powers to be” on the site. Now to stay that way.
5. Cancer- while the man always makes me nervous I have enjoyed the few times we have talked. (I always fear being a “gem” in his journal.) But the longer I am here, hearing of him from others the more I see him as a man who is just that- a man to treat with respect but not one to be afraid of.
6. I feel bad when I don’t check profiles/portfolios and journals everyday as part of what I volunteered to do for the site. It’s like leaving something not done.
7. I worried, after stating in the main forum that VR accounts should not be brought, that I buying the two Sire accounts would be seen as being two faced.
8. I give Sahahria credit for making me want to write again. To enjoy expressing my imagination on paper. And she makes me want to be a better writer.
9. Morrigon is given credit of bringing my love of photograph back into my life. She showed me the beauty all around me, to take your time to see it. She is also the woman on here I am most impressed with as an artist and human being.
10. While lots of people on VR call me a friend- only five or six people talk to me here. And that does not bother me at all.
11. Stabb has been a big influence in my VR life, being a friend and someone I can talk to without worry of being judged.
12. If I go a day without checking on VR it feels like I have gone without brushing my teeth, it is so normal for me to do.
13. Drama on VR is funny to me. Why? Real life is so much more dramatic to me than anything online.
14. VR has put me to sleep on more nights, early mornings then I can ever try and count. Rating profiles makes me sleepy, dulling my mind so I can go back to sleep. For that alone I owe Cancer, as site builder, a huge hug.
15. Same as above- VR helps me with stress. During the day I can take an hour to rate, read journals and I calm down form whatever was bothering me at the time, see it clearer.
16. It took me a while but I have learned the rating system on VR is a joke, to take it as such. It is just when the rude comments come with them that will set me off still. (working on that too)
17. When I joined the site three years ago, I never ever though I would talk to the likes of Images, Moonie, Morrigon, Stabb, and others. And being part of the team that helps run the show? Never entered my mind.
18. My journal is my heaven, and after private entries I see it as such even more. Another reason to hug Cancer. While I know some of it pushes the limits- I am very glad I have never been asked to edit it. Yeah freedom of journals.
19. Being asked to join a coven geared toward writers, who members include published writers, shocked me as I have no education to match theirs.
20. Being made Asst Coven Master and Asst House Master, having that trust put in me from others is an honor I cherish.
21. I will meet my House Mates at a meet up, even if I have to get on a plane. I will give Doe a big hug as I look up at her, I will meet Morrigon and enjoy joking around with her as we have drinks, and I will meet Images and her family and see that smile in person.
22. When I read journals and see the problems and pain others suffer it makes me sad. But the fun ones, the happy ones make me smile. I have gotten where I check on my friends online by reading their journals, making sure they are alright. And miss when they go a while between writing.
23. I have #22 people on my friends list and look forward to seeing those little pics each day, even if I don’t chat with them. I know they are alright and hope they know all they have to do is message me if I can help them.
24. I can’t see me ever getting tired of VR, so much to do here. Even fun of late to read the main forum some days.
25. A well known member on the site threatens to have me thrown off due to my stories. I was in a Coven and the Master asked me to post one of my sexy stories in a thread in the forum, marking it as Sexual Stories in the adult only Coven as he knew others in the Coven wrote the same kind of stories. I did- and this well known member had a shit fit and had two others join in her bashing of me. The Coven Master step up and told them to stop- which lead to her leaving the coven, telling me she would see I was thrown off the site. Really glad she was not able to do this. :)
All is right now- I have Ottor's journal back and have caught up on her latest. :)
Missed the little bird.
*goes back to her housework*
RedQueen is coming this week and I will be out of town Mon, Tue, Wen so it is now that I try and get the place ready.
Death has been my shadow this week...for the last few months. I hope she understands when she finds a sad Rat on her visit.
Such kind of a sad time for me in life.
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Whether sad or happy, rat is well loved.
I'm with you, that's the hardest cloud to come out from under. Thinking about you.
Rating of 7.807. Wow that must be hard for a REAL VIP to take. Maybe the manager can help you out, or the site owner. *smerks*
And I love how you laugh at paying for a site, but ask other to pay for yours. Honey- you are not all that and a chesse plate. Yes- me a rat's ass. lol
lizvicious profile
Guess what rate I gave this VIP.
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I visited her page when she had her sick nipples all over it. Then it made me want to puke.
Now it's been expanded, I see. Still makes me want to puke. Such a diva. I wonder if she's got a borderline personality disorder? I suppose for saying that, all her "fans" will hunt me down. Lmao.
Her name isn't very original either. Pretty sure Sid Vicious did it before her.
Maybe if enough cheese is shoved up her arse her bewbies will grow? Wanna try it?
Cheese used that way? Ohhh that is sick. You make a rat ill Doe. lol :)
Lol, Rat, Wolfy LOVES YOU!
Hrm
She has a link to adultspace on her profile.
I know for a fact that adultspace is a porn site.
>.>
Can't ya like suspend her for that or something?
Oh, I never had cheese up there. My momma always told me to rub toilet paper between them to make them bigger. I still think it was lots of good healthy eating and keeping my body fit that did it for me. ;)
After two long back breaking days of packing and 4 hours drive to and back from the jobs each of those days I was looking forward to the office, doing the last couple of hours of work to get the taxes to the CPA. Then a call from my cousin- Kevin, her brother died last night.
Kevin was really cool. They came from a big town and when they visit two or three times a year I remember sitting and listening to him talking of clubs and big city things.
He was older than me- over ten years older so you know I had a crush on him as a young girl. I mean- he was so…city wise. lol I can remember my older sister telling me he was gay. The first one I had ever met. He never kept it hidden, but taking into account I was ten or eleven at the time…well…that just made him cooler in my eyes.
Later I remember how people would treat him in this small town, the stares. And Dad asking more than one person what the problem was, making them back off. My parents were not raised to believe in that lifestyle Kevin lived but they also knew he would never hurt or mistreat anyone. He never brought any boyfriends with him on his trips and I always wonder what Mom and Dad would of done if he did.
He was always made to feel like family- as he was family. To me he was just a sexy nice male who loved to give me hugs, always smelled great, and made you feel special. He always loved spending the day with me at work, having fun trying out the forklift and to drive a truck. He say it as getting in touch with his male side, I always saw it as having a city boy trying to do the job. That was our standing joke. :)
He was also the first person I knew that had aids. Three years ago was the last visit we had from him and he did not look well then. I just hope he did not have a lot of pain. I will always remember him as the hugger he was.
So to Kevin I send out the time we went 4 wheeling in my truck, pulling out dad after he got stuck in his truck. The smile on his face as he slide in the mud, landing on his butt, laughing so carefree as he wanted to put the chain to dad’s truck. That is what you bring back to me- a person who just enjoyed life.
Blessing Kevin. I hope you have found what you seek.
Just in from the funeral home. A man that worked with us for around ten years, leaving us about 5 years ago due to health died Sat. Or at least they found him Sat. afternoon. Said to of found him laying on his bed, like he was taking a nap. Hope that means he was not in pain.
Dave had left work after he signed up on disability- he could not catch his breath. Smoking all his life, heavy drinker did not help. He would go out on packing jobs if me and Dad got behind, helping if he could. Dad and he would go out to eat together, visit each other often.
He came to dad’s visitation with a strong odor of whiskey, but I understood. He loved Dad, and if I could I would have joined him in those drinks that day. He was so upset when Dad died.
Lots of stories came with Dave’s time with us…but it makes me sad thinking of them right now. So later I will put them down. Just know a good man passed away today, my Davester.
Now I am going to lite a few candles and honor him in my own way. Good night VR.
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I,m sorry for your loss.
Hugs
Sorry for your loss :/
my sympathies Vamp.
It always hurts to lose a friend but think of the times he and your dad can share now.
Nightgame, Cat as you know her, is a wonderful friend. Who else would send you home with a bottle of Jack Daniel's whiskey,,, and a plunger?
O.o
LOL
*goes to bed with a little buzz and a unstuck toilet*
Cat is so good to me.
Today has been busy for me. Started around 9:00 when two of my guys came in to help, knowing it was going to be a cleanup/ catch up day.
I went from dealing with insurance and state licenses to climbing onto truck’s motors to check oil and change air filters. On my knees to check tire pressure on several trucks, my back to work on marker lights.
To sorting thru dad’s stuff, trying to get the warehouse clean and organized. Lord but the man kept everything. :) Sweeping and picking up trash. Moving things around with the fork lift.
Making three estimates on the phone, talking to the CPA about our taxes, and dealing with, getting a price from a roofer about wind damage from yesterday storms.
At the end of the day having to wash up in the bathroom, changing into dress clothing, heels, and makeup for a meeting at a County Attorney’s office- several nice dressed attorneys with questions on the estimate I made for their office move.
When one of them asked me if I was going to be on the job during the move if our company was chosen, an on hands supervision, I just smiled and remember what I had done that day. “I can be on hand during every phase of the move, Sir.”
I thank both my parents for giving me the ability to do what I do, to go from sitting on a stright truck's fender with my head in the motor to wearing heels. Every child should be so lucky.
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He may have kept everything under the sun but he taught so very many great lessons. *hugs*
:D Yes everyone should be- and that you are just makes me smile!
I only pray that I leave my own son so well prepared to take on the world on his own.
*throws her two cents in*
You want to know what I think of the picture on Bloodmother’s profile? I think it is fine. Not because it represents the bleeding of the woman’s body, but because it is not against the rules. Rules that Cancer has set, a law that has to be followed.
You think it did not bother me when I was told to take a piece of art work off my profile that showed nipples? That you cannot show off the wonderful classical art work of the female form? The statues of the human body because a penis is showing? The same artwork that is taught in art classes these young adults might be taking even.
Profiles are our way to show who we are.
We have enough limits on our ability to express ourselves.
Let’s not add even more.
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I don't see what the big effing deal is....
It is a picture. Yes, to some (males mainly) it can be disgusting. But it is a natural thing that happens.
That and it isn't breaking any rules.
If that is against the rules, then I want to see all the drug references removed because they offend me.
*hmpf*
And that's the whole point here. We shouldn't suspend because things are suggestive or *close* to the line- it needs to be black and white violations of ToS.
Things are always changing for what I believe to be the better here. The suspensions are becoming more and more clear and shouldn't be compared to when the Sentoran team was fist instituted here (when we were all learning). These days, we're full speed ahead in making sure we're only suspending for what Cancer has laid out- not what personally offends us.
We're still learning. And in the end, we always have to ask ourselves if it needs to be suspended because Cancer spelled it out, or because we don't prefer it ourselves. Because if it was our preference, not many profiles at all would be without suspension here.
...first* instituted...
ooooooooooooh-k
i love her daring and her spirit. as with all of her other images it didn't show ANYTHING!
when will people grow up?
hey im DeadClownRex.
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all you little shit heads are my fucking victum.
................................................
thats all you need to no from me.
.................................
*takes a deep breath and bites her tongue*
Just stamp and rate. I can't be mean... just stamp and rate.
And it is victims, know nothing shit head.
O.O
*slaps her hands*
Bad girl....bad.
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good grief !!!
see.. we should NOT rate whelps lol
I saw him today! And I thought:
i am not the victim here--literacy is. Ah, she was good. Too bad this is all such a brutal end.
*shaking my head and fighting back hysterical tears
the very reason that i was thinking of creating an LMAO stamp. right now i am just working up the nerve.
Get em tiger! lol
better to slap hand , then to smack head of idiot
oh please be mean.....PLEASE!?!?!?!?!
I live for your mean...LMAO
What is not to love about this song video? The beat, the images, the make up, hair and clothing. And the words... touching.
Pink- Sober
Builds a lego weapon in her mind.
A rocket launcher.
Then paints a bull eye on your ass.
So you can blow smoke up your own ass and not mine.
*giggles*
You know... I want to write something here but nothing to write about. Then I was thinking- been a long time since I wrote anything funny … but been a while since anything funny has happen to me. Then I was thinking- but they would want something funny.
They? What the hell are you talking about? They- they as in the people who read your journal.
O.0
How sad is it that some part of me thinks I have to entertain you? When has my journal shifted from the place I could be myself to the place I have to “be” what others want me to be? I have to do that enough in life- why would I do it here?
I wonder… is it because I care what people think if me? Well yeah…sure I do. If you say you don’t you are full of shit. Maybe not full of it but close.
But when it comes down to it very few people mean anything to me from here, and even them I understand are online friendship, nothing more. Guess I am the type that just has to have you in my life for me to bond with. Don’t misunderstand me- there is people here who inspire me, make me laugh, that I enjoy talking with when I do feel like talking. I am glad they are in my life.
So why am I concern about what I put in my journal?
Some journals I don’t read just because I can see from their words what type of person they are- petty, unhappy, hateful words from a person who I think needs help more then anything. But I don’t want to bring that into my life so… I stay away from it.
Maybe I don’t want to turn into one of those. Life has been hard for me of late. Maybe I don’t have anything funny to write as I just don’t feel funny right now. Maybe I should not worry about what people think who read this. Maybe I should just be the person who I am and say what I want to say, damn the rest.
And with that in mind all I have to say is…
Nothing. Life is going on with me on the sidelines. Nothing funny has happen, no jokes, no cute little actions I can tell of.
Life
goes
on.
Now why would I write a journal entry that has nothing in it? Because I needed to- I needed to see where I am in my life. I need to have a place to say what I have felt for a while now.
And that place is this little box, on this website.
My journal.
Welcome to it.
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I find that people who write journals fall into two groups.
Sensational....read me read me and honest which is simply day to day thoughts, feelings and happenings.
Now and again there is a cross over, but basically I think it's best to do as you do.
It is what it is...it is you- and those with sense and intelligence know that- the rest can take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut as far as I am concerned- one of the things people seem to like about me is the inherant talent to take the MOST fucked up thing and make it funny- because in doing so, I make it easier for me to deal with. You do the same alot, but you don't always HAVE to. So don't worry about the masses...worry about you...
And if'n you want, I makes you French toast for breakfast when I is there.....
Sunday woke up with sore throat and ear ache. Monday early is it was waking up with hacking cough. Now I can handle a pulled muscle, even a chest cold. But this kind of cold- the kind that clogs up the head, hacking makes my head feel like it’s ready to pop and I wish it would to release the pressure, the pain it brings, hurts to even brush my hair. I know it is my blood pressure as its the same before they put me on my meds for it - The little white lights that float around, my vision going, the pain. The haze cough medicine brings, sleeping that just makes me drowsier. The haze… on top of my breathing problems anyway…I just can’t handle this kind of cold. Head colds suck. Blood pressure shotting thru the roof sucks.
Monday I went to work, answering the phone with the help of cough syrup. By the time the UPS man drop by the office he found me asleep at my desk, walked right up to me. Told me I looked like hell- red nose, eyes glazed. Yes- time to go home after he told me that was unsafe.
I don’t remember Tuesday much, short of remember Wednesday as sister and mom called every time it seems I finally got to sleep, most time sleeping in the recliner so I can breathe.
Then today. I woke up and called sis around 7:00am, but she is already at work, doing what had to be done. I go take a shower thinking I would go to work a little while. That was a joke- I had to lay down my head was spinning so much. A few hours later after that nap I made myself get up and put some clothing on. Trash day… I need to take my trash can to the end of my driveway.
Been warned it was 16 degrees outside, so I bundled up and open my back door to find my trash all over my porch. Damn cat or possum. I just pitched the bag I was holding in the half empty trash can and closed the door as I started to hack with the cold air hitting my lungs. I stand in my kitchen, taking off the coat, extra layers that all of a sudden was burning me up.
So I look at my couch, the tv and computer that has the floating screen. My bed room with the book that has lines I can’t keep straight.
Guess it’s time for another nap
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Sleep, and get well soon.
oh i am sorry you are sick, feel better.
Awwww :(
I hope you feel better soon. Rest, and drink plenty of fluids. Hot drinks will help loosen up the congestion. So will steam. Even if you can't stand up long enough to take a shower, go into the bathroom, close the door, turn the shower on full blast as hot as you can, and just sit in the bathroom and breathe in the steam. I've done that, sitting on the bathroom floor because I didn't have the strength left to stand. It helps.
*hugs*
Take care of yourself!
*pokes* Rat stands and watching for any sign of life. *pokes pokes* She smiles as birra opens on eye half way.
“Its Ground Hog day so you know what that means. Come on… out we go… hurry up…sun is coming up. Got to see that shadow…Chop chop.” She says, both hands pointing to the basement stairway, her whole body getting into the motion.
Birra’s one eye opens all the way and he quickly pulls the rat up to his face with his cupped paw, never moving off his sleeping pad. “I am a hedge hog, not a ground hog Rat. Hedge Hog. I have told you that before.” Rat wiggles in his palm as Faeriemoon yells out “I told her that last night!”
Rat gives a sigh of disappointment. “But we don’t have a ground hog. You are the closest we have birra.” Rat gives a smile, reaching out to rub his nose, that one sleepy eye looking at her, claws around her body. “Why don’t we just give it a try?”
The buzzing sound of a saw made the rat jump, the strange laughter of Faeriemoon just under the sound made her look over at the white sheets hanging from the ceiling. She could see a table, something on the table, splashing of liquids. Rat cringed as she heard what sounded like a bone breaking. Birra answer her in calm tone, the noise from that side of the basement old hat to him, bring her eyes back to him. “As in me getting up off my nice warm bed, walking up those stairs, going outside in the cold before dawn giving it a try? No thanks.”
He reaches forward and rubs his cold nose to the rat’s belly, making her laugh. Then he pushes her toward the stair way, her little claws scratching the old beaten wood floor. Rat felt the strong pat on her head, making her head bobble, as she was told “Go ask the Badger or Beaver. They are about the size of a ground hog. Sure they can cast a shadow as good as I can.”
Rat sees her plan changing as she walks toward the stairs, birra going back to sleep. Maybe beaver…she should be up by now…with that bun in the oven… Rat stops as she hears slurping sounds, then something red and bloody lands on the floor right at Faeriemoon’s feet, splashing blood on her white pants and shoes.
Rat ran for the stairs as fast as her legs would take her, thinking it might be best for her to leave her house mates alone this early in the morning.
COMMENTS
What is it with some people ? They just don't wanna have fun lol
Good thing I was already at work :P Then again I always seem to miss the good fun! lol
lmao! Kudos for the bravery of visiting the basement and getting that close to the lab. ;)
LOL I love odd folks :)
The ads for Swiffers lie.
*throws that piece of shit out and gets her old trusted mop and broom to re sweep and mop her kitchen*
That was a waste of money and time. Grrrr
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So you just need soap and water huh? lol
I know that feeling...
...I think they use pre-glued dirt in those commercials...
Yeah. Just soap and water, well I do use Fuller floor cleaner.
birra is right- I think they do.
Instead of the song "Baby Come Back" for the ad they should do "Bye Bye Bye" by NSYNC, with the swiffter being thrown out the window and doors.
20 mins later- I have a clean kitchen floor after. :)
You know I would save it as for quick clean ups it is great- but deep cleaning- nope it fails.
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KamarillaKaine
17:13 Feb 28 2009
aww :(
i know personally how sad it is when someone you connect with has to leave :(
well lol i was the one LEAVING .. but still .. i know how it feels
but isnt it wonderful when you meet someone and they ARE exactly as they seem online!! getting that extra connection makes it that much better ...
and omg *gasp* ... i grew a pair and commented in your journal! lol
*hugs*
VanDick
17:19 Feb 28 2009
It's cool to have company. Especially when you get to meet online friends in person.
LadyChordewa
18:41 Feb 28 2009
sahahria
14:00 Mar 01 2009
Uh oh.. you do realize that you may have a caracle and a doe on your doorstep that is followed by an Otter... better start preparing... for I have one word for you that should make you shudder:
Roadtrip.
RedQueen
21:06 Mar 17 2009
I still say we need to pick a central location and ALL of us roadtrip it to a hotel for an extended weekend- it is a definite must do in the future-
And thank GOD you never found that track of Achy Breaky Heart to play- I think puppy would have had to bite the rat in the ass for that one-
And long live the two hour showers with philosophy and flocker...LMAO