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Welcome to a little piece of me known as my profile. This is the place I am suppose to tell you about me. Let’s start with my name. People here call me VW or VW39. I answer to either one.
What kind of person am I? I am a bitch, I am an angel. I am a lover. I am a hater. I can cut you to the core. I can build you up only to take you down. I am a woman of strength and the child in the corner. I am rude. I am kind. I am on my knees. I am silent and hidden for all to see. I am your worst nightmares, and your dreams come true. You will never truly understand me as I will change like a breeze on a windy day. It is best you leave me alone unless you truly wish to know me.
I am not here to win a popularity contest, or to receive high ratings. This is a place I come to for fun and relaxing, to learn about the darker side of myself. I will not let it become more to me then that. I will do all I can to support this site, but it is still just that…a website. Those I become friends with are the only ones I care for. Hash, but that is me. No need to waste our time.
In life I stand for what I see as right. It might be different from your view, and that is great. Be boring if we all believed the same. I will respect you and your view. I might think you are crazy as hell, but I respect you for it. I am not one to attack, unless you are being mean and hateful to people. I treat people the way they treat me and others. If I see you are an ass- I will treat you as one.
I love fantasy. I love to let my imagination come out in my writing, in my stories in my journal here. I am enjoying expanding on that part of myself, and will continue to do so. But those who can not separate reality and fantasy need to stay away from me as I have little patience for those who don’t have a grip on life.
Is there a good side of me? Yes but few see it. Those who I call friend have my loyalty. I will tell you what you need to hear, and listen as you talk. I will stand beside you even when I think you are wrong. I will understand your bad days, as I have them as well. I understand you need quiet time, peace as we have that in common. I am honest to a fault.
Thinking that should be enough to let you know if you care to send a message and say hello. I am a solitary creature by nature, not one to start a discussion. But if you wish to message me we can see what happens. Either way I thank you for stopping by. :)
As my sister asks me if I brought in candy for the trick or treaters, I realized I don’t have them anymore. Sure- a few of the ones who know me will bring the kids over, but random brats knocking at my door to get candy…nope, none. So that made me wonder why and I started to remember the Halloween nights of the last few years....
Ding Dong….
She opens the door to find a young girl dressed in a Wonder Woman costume on her front porch. “Trick or Treat” was the request as she holds out her bag for candy. “Oh my god…it is Wonder Woman.” She said eyes wide in wonder. She sticks her head out, looking around. “Did you come in the invisible jet?” Runs out to the yard and turns back toward Wonder Woman. “Can I see it, please?”
Priest - She puts some candy in his bag as she tells him “Boy, pea soup sound good for dinner.”
Indian - She holds up her hand, palm facing the child. “Hau.” Boy just looks at her. “Fine- but sad when a pale face knows more about your history then you do, Chief.” She throws a candy bar in his bag, and shuts the door.
“Trick or Treat? Why.. I will take the treat.” She reaches into the child’s candy bag and grabs a hand full of candy. “This is so sweet of you. I am starting to like this trick or treat stuff.” Shut the door as she tears into the first piece.
Batman- “Do you know bat poop is used as organic fertilizer? And that is used to grow stuff…stuff that is in that candy, maybe.” Grins at the kid’s facial expression.
Angel- As she takes candy from the bowl, she tells the child “You know …glutting is a sin. I’m just saying.” Smiles as the child puts candy back.
Cop, Indian, Cowboy. “Hey all you need is a construction worker and the Navy guy to be the Village People.” She sits the candy bowl down and starts doing the Y…M…C…A dance.
Spiderman- Opens the door reading the back panel of a can of Raid. “Would you know if this works on spiders?”
“Trick or Treat? Ok trick. Can you do the one where you stand on your head and juggle with your feet? Now that one I love.” Leans on the door jam as she opens up a candy bar, starts to eat it as she waits for the kid to start.
The kid who picks thru the candy finally picks one and she says “Well…not my first choice.” Smiles as the kid puts it back, picks another. “Oh I wouldn’t.” When the kid does take one she smiles and says “Interesting.”
Biker costume- She hands him a Pez, then holds up her own, holding it out with both hands, shooting out several. Doing a Clint Eastwood imitating she asks “I know what you are thinking. Did I click it ten or a thousand times. Do you feel lucky? Well… do ya, punk?”
Vampire- “Don’t you worry about your teeth eating all this sugar? Here… sink your teeth into this orange.” Drops an orange into the candy bag. *crunch* “Opps…sorry.”
Mummy- “So how do you bathe…car wash?”
Ghost- Opens door, looking around, and shuts it. Ding Dong. Opens the door and looks around, and yells out “OK- that is enough.” Shuts the door again. Ding Dong. Opens the door and looks straight at the kid. “It’s like it’s a ghost or something.” Look of fear comes over her face as she slams the door shut and slides the deadbolt into place.
Prince charming- “You got to be kidding, right? Wait… where is the dragon because you are as real as that is.” Throw candy at him and tell him to get off her porch.
Witch- “Hey- can’t you just do a little spell and make a cauldron of candy appear?
Cinderella- “You know, if I was you I would invest in a good education so you can support yourself, not have to depend on any male. And the look are going to fade sister…trust me.”
Police man- “Officer if you come back in 15 years I will let you cuff me.” *Wink* Kid’s mom grabs him and pulls him away as she yells out “You are sick.” “Hey! I said in fifteen years.” *smiles and pop her gum*
Lawyer- “So what is your take on the death penalty? Your answer will either get you chocolate… or a sweet tart. Take a few minutes.
Clown- screams, throws the bowl and slams the door.
Fairy prince- “Ah you are just so cute” Gives several pieces of the good candy candy.
Pumpkin- “You know… I bet if I chop you up I can make a lot of pies.” Kid cries and runs off.
Zombie- “You eat humans…not M&M’s. Hey don’t look at me like that- here…take all the candy you want. What… you guys the vegetarian ones?”
Spaceman- Starts singing rocket man by Elton john
Bill Clinton- “Sorry but no candy cigars for you.”
Ghost in a sheet- “So… are you a 100 or 300 thread count?”
Could it be because I am a smartass? Oh well…more candy for me to eat. LOL :)
My day spent driving this morning. Then back to the office around noon, just getting the "Office Day" started when I got a courier run. *sigh* Spent the rest of the day driving even more.
But at least I got some cool pictures of the fall color trees. :) Frost was on the pumpkins this morning. :0 YEAH!!! Knew it was today or never to try and get some pictures.
So- show you what I seen today. I know... but if you don't want to see it...then don't look. ^.^
Found me another spot to hide at. ;)
Jeepers Creepers is coming on- the first one AKA the good one. Going to bed to watch as I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. *yawns*
Even as tired as I was I had to come home and spend 2 hours cleaning up my home, packing away the party stuff, washing and putting the dishes up, cleaning the kitchen. I wish I wasn't so picky about stuff.....but it was bothering me not having the place clean. Clutter drives me crazy. And I hate putting things off when they need done. And think- I am on meds. lol
But I love this site. Sure- I don't post in the forums much. I lurk all the time. Rarely do you even know I am here.
But see- that is what I like. I like a place I can just be me. I am not here to make friends and influence people.
The site has changed in this time- but the core is still here. You can still make VR into what ever you want it to be. And all at a cost of your time and effort.
Don't get me wrong- VR and I have had our days.... but I miss it if I am away for more then a day.
Spent the night trying to get my profiles back up as Photobucket is doing site work, and lost my files. Grrrr! Oh well.... I need to redo all of them, so this will just push that "Item to do" to the front. And I will have to see if a Dominar will let me edit the members articles to resubmit with pictures. They don't make much sense without them.
I wish VR had more file storage for members.
*sigh* Still having the dream of the hooker and two vampires who use her as food, killing her at the end. I have to write that.... its driving me crazy as it changes in detail every time. I need to get it on paper.
But now any free time has to be spent on repairing the damage of losing my photobucket account.
But I really need to write- I have the urge... the dream...just not the time. :(
Then the Hedgewitch Yule is coming up. I need to start on it. I also need to do another article.
Contest went well.. :) Seems to been liked by all of the members so that was great.
Ok- bed for me, been long day and start at 5:30- that is 6 1/2 hours. Friday even earlier. My plans to rate a few hours to take my mind off the job, then to bed early got shot to hell by photobucket shit.
:( :( :( That is it- work on the profile, Still have to write my own VW new one....
I will never get that damn dream writen out.
And that just makes me want to say ... FUCK! :)
Cpt. loading went well. Now if we can get it delivered without any damage- that will give us a 100% going into the summer 2008 quarter.
After the $5,980.00 stove claim we need as many jobs as we can get. Insurance is going to shot up, even if this is the FIRST claim in the 12 years they have had use as customer.
Dairy Queen opened up in our town, and yes- it's a big deal. lol When White Castles opened it had lines of cars down the street for weeks.
We all wanted to try it, knowing the lines would be long. So they sent me. *cough assholes cough* So I go to get 4 buger combos, and 4 blizzards. Road work, and the crowd made the 10 minute trip a 20 minute trip to hell. Thank the gods I know the back roads.
So I order and wait.... then get to the window. The lady takes my money and starts to hand me out the drinks. Now- I am in my old small two door pickup that does not even have a cup holder. She is handing me EIGHT cups? Note people- I AM ALONE.
"Can I have a drink tray?" She looks at me and said "You need a tray?" She looked stun, like I asked her to spourt another head. Of course if she had two heads she might have a little more brain. "Well- the four invisible people with me don't want to hold them."
She just keep looking at me, like she did not understand me. "Yes- tray please. Its hard to shift the gears while holding eight cups."
O-O
She still had that look on her face when I left. I think she is the type that got the comment hours later, laughing outloud then.
One dark night two men were walking home after a party and decided to take a shortcut
through the cemetery just for laughs. Right in the middle of the cemetery they were
startled by a tap-tap-tapping noise coming from the misty shadows. Trembling
with fear, they found an old man with a hammer and chisel, chipping away at one of the
headstones.
"Holy cow, Mister," one of them said after catching his breath, "You scared us half to death
we thought you were a ghost! What are you doing working here so late at night?"
"Those fools!" the old man grumbled. "They misspelled my name!"
Three vampires walk into a bar. The waitress comes up to them and
asks them what they'll have. ?
The first vampire says, (Transylvanian accent inferred) "I'll have a glass of O Positive."
The second vampire says, "I'll have a glass of AB Negative."
The third vampire says, "I'm the designated driver. I'll just have a glass of plasma."
The waitress turns toward the bartender and yells,
"Gimme two bloods and one blood lite!"
A couple was invited to a masked Halloween Party. She got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. So he took his costume and away he went.
The wife, after sleeping for an hour, awakened feeling much better so she decided to go to the
party. Since her husband didn`t know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching him to see how he acted when she was not with him. So she got to the party and spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice chick he could.
His wife sidled up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he left his partner and devoted his time to the new stuff that had just arrived. She let him go as far as he wished; naturally, since he was her husband. Finally he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had a little bang. Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he would make for his behavior.
She was sitting up reading when he came home and asked what kind of a time he had. He said, "Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you`re not there."
Then she asked, "Did you dance much?"
He replied, "I`ll tell you, I never even danced one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Don and Bill and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening. But I`ll tell you... the guy I loaned my costume to, sure had a real good time!"
Who came first- the vampire or the werewolf? And why does that sound sexy to me? LOL
07:44 Oct 21 2007 Times Read: 1,971
Forum question:
who lives longer vampires-werewolfs an who started to be seen first?
My post:
Secret is the vampire drinks werewolfs blood, so they live the longest. If they can get over the need to scratch in private areas the vampires will live longer.
As far as who was first... I have no idea. I am still trying to firgure out the egg or the chicken one.
*so seeing hate mail on this one.. smiles*
Now I have to go to bed- I have started playing on the forum..... never a good thing. ;)
Got to love my friends. Real Life ones that just left my home. :)
Comments made tonight:
BYOB- Bring your own body.
"I have a name for the club. How about OH FUCK! club?" LOL
The Love boat... sailing into a port near you. *snirks*
"Fish boy?" "Half fish, half boy= fish boy" "What did you do with it?" "Well- I said let's eat him, but they would not let me. I mean- you know how much I love fish." O.o
And last one....
"Get that damn vampire teddybear away from me....It's creepy as hell!" *screams...twice*
ROFL.
Yes I love my friends. And Cat .... still got some peach cobbler with your name on it. ;)
*rat runs off to bed, thinking of a the deep end of a pool with a smile on her face*
Between Imagesinwords son telling you about his bible story and Morrigon's pictures of the puppies enjoying whip cream....I don't know which one is more cute.
They both made me go " Ahhh... how cute!"
I want to pet the puppies and pinch the young boy's cheek, he is such a doll baby.
Ok- time to go back to sleep.. I am having trouble picking between puppies and a child.
O...o
Gods but I am a odd person when I have little sleep. lol
1:30 am and waken by my dream again, the one with the hooker and two vampires. The one with bloodsport and rough sex.
*twist a little under the sheet*
I soooo need to write that out. And now with the private journal parts I can let my darker half out to play. :) And not worry if I offend anyone.
I know Cat, puppy and others have remarked that I better not make many priavate enties, but I see the reason for them.
There is times that I want to rant, that I want to say something that can start some drama on the site. Like those entries of people who just piss me off in my real life- their are a few on this site who do the same. But as in real life- I rant and it's forgotten within hours. Same thing but drama free.
Remember the little dairy you had as a kid? The one with the lock on it? I might of used one of those for a month, if that. But now... now I love this journal and plan to use it to explore my darker side now that I can keep it private.
For those reasons I thank Cancer yet again for the update.
Now I am going to rate and try to get my body to calm down from the dream. ;) Or I will have to take matters into my own hands. lol
Been gone all day to a town call Pembrock. Cat will know that place as its near her home town. But a hint? 3 1/2 trip one way. But wait...that is where I ended up. I had to go another 200 miles to get the shipment before that trip. Making a trip of 10 1/2 hours. All can think is.. I could be on a beach right now with that many miles behind me. :)
Safe to say my ass is sore. Back hurts and the knee is popping like crazy.
Military move and let me tell you what it was.
6 presswood picese to make a closet storage system.
1 small dresser.
And two folding camping chairs in bags.
Total of 420 LBS.
--.--
WHF?
And the SOB was driving a big size dodge pickup it would of fit in. Can we say waste of goverment money?
I know- it paid me today. Not a lot, but some. But hell.... I pay taxs too.
Just a waste....
Off to eat, then bed.
I know I am leaving message unanswered....sorry. But its best I get some sleep as I have party to get ready for, and shoping, dinner to cook, and housework to do.
CHORDEWA sent this to me. I never knew just how much I look like a rat. I mean...nose, eyes.
*snacks on cheese sticks as I watch this cool gift*
Thank you sis.
Domesticated Rats are calmer and less likely to bite;
they can tolerate greater crowding It was also discovered that like humans, rats have “tickle skin”. These are certain areas of the body which generate more laughter response than other areas. The laughter is associated with positive emotional feelings and social bonding occurs with the laughter. ( NO way am I telling you those spots on my body. lol )
pronounced drive for success, great ability to adapt to almost any environment gain foresight in any coming situation to avoid problems. Rat people are cunning and shrewd, and can defend themselves aggressively when necessary. They can also be restless and nervous and need to be careful of these traits.
My mother survived breast cancer. Eighteen years this year of being cancer free. She is one of the lucky ones. As a friend of mine faces the possibility I wanted to take a second to remind all the women who read this journal that October is Breast Awareness Month. Please do your self exams. To the few men that read it- ask the women in your life if they have.
And to my friend- I will keep a pink candle burning for you.
Damn it Stabb- you closed it before I could post. :P
20:04 Oct 17 2007 Times Read: 2,115
Teriento
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Posts: 13
Can Vampires practise magic?
Posted: 00:58:36 - Oct 18 2007
Yes they can and Im the living proof. You see I am an actual Vampire living in the dark as usual, but I practise magic on a daily basis to keep myself ready for anything major. I can perform mant spells without even trying to cast them. That is how good I have become over the 10 years+. If you need any advise please do not hesitate to ask me. I am a wise one now, other wise the Elders themselves would not have made me an Elder. Yes, I am an Elder myself.
Closed by Stabb.
While vampires can practice magic- this one is unable to use a spell check. Oh wise one- can we say ... dictionary? *Sold at local shops all over the world* Or a spell to increase your IQ? Elder of the Kindergarten class? Now that I can see.
And why does this little dipshit sound like MooCow... or what ever his name was?
*Edit- of course this is said in "The way he is running the site, the new things he is bringing the members" Not the "Crazy internet stalking" love. *giggles*
So the guys are in the warehouse putting up household goods into storage crates. Big 8 by 4 by 6ft wooden storage crates that you seal, and a forklift handles, stacks in rolls.
I see the new guy walking around, and he comes into my office and tells me "The guys told me to tell you I need the box stretcher*
O.O WTH? I know its a joke...but the guy is looking at me like I should give him something. Thing is- there is no such thing. You can not stretch the crates- 2by4's and plywood...hellooooo. This is a joke they play on the new guys. If you think about it you would know this...but he is standing, looking at me.
So I told him to go back and ask them if they need the 6 inch or the 9 inch. LOL
He went, me biting my tongue to stop from laughing till he shut the door. Oh gods- but some poeple are just so easy.
He comes back, I am trying my best to keep a stright face, when he tells me "They said the couch arm will not let them close the door- so they need the whole foot- 12 inches."
O.o
I busted out laughing, and the guy just looks at me like I am crazy. I had to explain it was them pulling his leg- there is no "box stretcher" He smiles, and goes back to work.
See- I would have to plot for revenge but that is just me. He will learn half the shit out of those two guys mouth is jokes/ lies.
Here is a few things from Saturday. The Swordsman show has been the start of our weekend for the last ten years. :) Gotten so we can say the lines with them, we know it so well. But this year the frost on the stage made for some new tricks. lol The loud laughter you hear is mine- Cat was sitting next to me so you can hear her as well.
Poor Cat. I woke up sometime in the night at the hotel and asked her what that noise was. She told me the luggage cart being rolled around outside. She said I made this comment, rolled over and was snoring within minutes again. "Must be getting rid of the victim." O.o
I have no idea what I was dreaming- but it must of been good. Then the next night I woke up when she told me she was going out to the car, not to worry if I hear the door open and close, I told her to bring me back a body, I was hungry. LOL I just might frighten someone with my dreams. *giggles*
Anyway... this was Saturday. :) And Birdy and Cat please note the lack of pictures of us. *wink wink* The blackmail ones are safe in my computer.
Not at the Fair- but we drive by this place. I had to stop and snap a few pictures. :)
Still need to pack for this weekend's trip. Have the list in my head, just need to put it in action. As we are taking Miss Connie/Cat's car, that means I can pack a little more. Hey- she has a big trunk. :p lol
Been with my crew this morning as they started loading the job they will be unloading in the morning. Dad is filling in for me on the job. Love my guys- I tell them I will see them Monday and I get the "Think of us. I mean...sleeping as we get up on a Saturday morning at 5:00am for work." "Yeah- don't worry about us." "Have fun playing as we work- boss."
Seeing as they are moving a lady who is so picky- she covered her ironing board with plastic bags, I know they will have their work cut out for them Saturday.
I see me buying lunch one day next week to make up for this. :) But I am not worried- they are a good crew. They moved the three amora down the narrow stairway this morning in the apartment, having to open the closet at the bottom of the stairs and angle them into it to make the turn because it was so tight, and they did not put a scratch on them. *smiles* I love that crew. And I know they will do a great job, so.... *stop the worry*
Just strange to have this big of a move going on without me with it is all. Hell- they have never worked on a Saturday and I wasn't there. This will be my first. *sigh* I feel like I am leaving my baby at home. lol
Going to stay on the cool side this weekend, fall is in the air and I am looking forward to get away for a weekend with the gal pals. :)
In other words...
BOW CHICKA WOWOWWW.
:) Be back online on Monday as the laptop is staying home.
How is it that I got this old? Or that they are that young?
21:26 Oct 11 2007 Times Read: 2,311
Driving into a small town a few weeks ago, I notice the ...water tank?...next to the railroad tracks. Small town, surrounded by the hills of Kentucky.
I said "This is so very Petticoat Junction."
The one older guy said "Yeah- it is, water tower and all."
The younger guy said "What is Petticoat Junction?"
O.o
I must of gave him a look because that was followed up with "I know what a petticoat is- my grandmother use to wear them. But petticoat junction just sounds perverted."
Sitting here, watching the leave fall off the trees, I think of you. Remember how you would be beside me, laughing as we talk of times gone by, telling me of your childhood as we look down on your mother and father, brother and sisters. This time of the year when you came home to stay for a while, Florida not home at fall. Giving a wipe at the tears on my face, I stand and place the fall flowers in the vase. I touch the cold stone and say "You were always home."
There are a lot of things I do not understand about people. I tell folks that I am shy, withdrawn even. I have a dull life… work, then home. Some nights out with the girls but those are private. I know they think I write about them in this journal a lot, but I don’t. Why? Private. Do we need to look up the meaning of the word?
Then we have VR- the only place where you guys see me. The only place you have to make a judgment of me. Can you make an honest judgment from a place where you can only read the words, not know the reason behind them? I don’t think you can. Guess that is the reason I am so guarded here.
While I do call a hand full of people my friend I do not talk to them every day. I don’t want to. By the time I get off work, I am ready to rest. People demanding this and that, having to be polite and nice to people all day, even those you dislike. Have to put up with the human side of working with males and family members. By the time I go home, if I come onto VR it’s to ease my mind, not to repeat what I just did at work. Rating, building paged viewed, listen to music, reading my favorite journals to check on my friends.
Yes- If I read your journal it is for that reason. I see you as a person I want to keep an eye on, to learn of, and to see how your life is going. Means I think you are an interesting person. If we meet in person you would be the people I would want to cross the room to meet. Most people on this site I would just keep to the back corner and wait it out till I can leave. Boy- that sounded snobby and I don’t mean it that way. But I don’t need people to be happy. Even online- I like peace and quiet.
It is nothing against you… it is just the way I am. I can go weeks and not talk to a person online and that would not bother me one bit.
I so need to redo my profile as it is so not the real me. That is my next project.
So don't get mad at me because I am not a Chatty Katie. :)
House had a thread that has gotten some attention. I read the thread, and took the points of views into account. Seeing where everyone stood on the matter.
I did not delete the thread, I would never delete a thread. To me that is only the Master place. I would never delete a posting- unless its one of my own. *smiles* Funny- but the one account were I can not edit my posts is the one I do very little with. What can I say- it spoils me. :) Trust me- I can make some dumb ass postings. lol
Back to the House thread. I never posted to it because of this- I do not know the lady the thread was about. Never talked to her. So... I was raised if you know nothing about the subject then keep your mouth shut. It's not my place to comment on it. A lot of people on this site would be good to learn that lesson.
But as with any member- reaching Sirehood is the way to be free.
First road trip with my Birdy. And lessons learned.
15:42 Oct 09 2007 Times Read: 2,398
This weekend is another trip with the girls to the Ohio Renaissance Festival. My birthday trip taken a little later so we can do the Fall Fest, the one theme weekend we have never been able to do before now.
And it has me thinking of the first trip I took with my Birdy. Now- Nita and I did not know each other well when we decided to travel to the Biltmore Estate in Ashville, N.C. I love this place, the garden and furniture is breath taking. I have been several times before we went together, last time with my mother and sister.
So we leave on a Friday afternoon, and start the trip. With a little side trip to see a cave (it’s only THIS far on the map) we arrived. Next morning I was up and eager to start the day and Nita…. Well… it’s when I learned 7:00am in not a good time for her, more like 11:00am before she is ready to hop out of bed. Soooo not a morning person. But see- I am. And I hate to be late. I hate to have something to do (tour the home) and wait for someone to get up and get ready. Yes- I am one of those that go “chop chop…let’s go.”
Safe to say she was in a grumpy mood when we got in her truck, and drove to the estate. She asked for food, and I told her there was a restaurant right at the front of the ticket window. I can stand in line as she goes to eat. That made her happy- as I learn standing in line is not something she likes to do either. Boy- what you find out on these little trips. LOL
Yep- the line was just starting, and I sent her to get food. She comes back with a look of murder on her face. I swear… she was ready to kill me. Turns out the restaurant was closed due to remodeling. “Now what?” She asked in that “You better pull an English muffin out of your ass, or else” tone of hers. “There is more then one place to get food we just have to get inside first.” That meant standing in line…with a huffy hungry Nita beside me. Hell- she had not even had a diet soda yet. Yes- I was living dangerously. *grins*
We get in, and start the tour. That seem to take her mind off the hunger for a little while, but it was not long before she said yet again “I’m hungry.” So we went to the shops. Now…I have to say when we came we always ate at the restaurant, but I remember some candies and stuff like that. And you know what? The only thing they sell is fudge. While that did not bother her to start with….around noon she was ready to snap heads off. I told her I just want to take the Behind the Scene tour- is about an hour, and she gave me a look of pure evil.
I offer her more fudge, "Here- try the one with nuts" and she gave me the look of "GO TO HELL." LOL And take note of this- she turns it down. She tells me if she sees one more piece of fudge, she would choke someone. The way she was looking at me- safe to say who that someone was going to be. o.O
The last stop was the garden. Such beauty, scent in the air. We walked among the roses and flowers that are developed here. The history of just the garden is worth a day to explore. When Nita started to look at the flowers like she could taste them, dragging her feet behind me as I pointed and said look- it's that pretty? for the thousand time I said let’s go.
That speed her up, her almost running back to the truck. We pile back in the truck. “Be careful with that glass ornament.” Thump. LOL- that was me, and her ready to kill me again. Gees… it’s packed to be shipped, a little thump is not going to hurt it. ;)
So we start to leave the estate and what do we do? As Nita would tell you “We freaking drove thru the garden we just spent two hours walking thru!” LOL She was NOT happy with me. But come on… well she speed thru the garden, pointing out this and that… “Look- we saw that. Seen that. We even got to touch that. Been there- DONE THAT!” LOL
When we reached the gift shop, I was all for just skipping it. But no… Nita loves to shop. Knick Knacks is her favorite thing. She pulls into the parking lot, and we go in. Walk past the wine tasting part and head to the shops. Now I am not a shopper. More a go in, get what I need, and leave. I do not do the whole “looks around for an hour, touchy feely and buy nothing” thing.
Well it is safe to say I got bored really fast watching her touch every little thing in the store. So I went back to the bar, and sit down to taste a few wines they make on the estate. And that is where she finds me hour or so later. “Where the hell have you been? I have been looking for you for hours.” Up a notch that anger went. Well…seeing as I have been at the bar for over an hour, it is safe to say I was in a good mood. I laughed at her.
That is when I learned the most important lesson of the weekend- NEVER laugh at Nita when she is pissed off.
After a few choice words to me (And no matter what anyone says- the girl can cuss like a sailor) we left the estate. Now- you have to picture this. Right outside the gate is a Pizza Hut. I swear to you she did a total NASCAR move, putting her truck into a tight little parking spot, and out like a bullet she was. I got out, saying “I guess we are eating here.” She glared at me and walked into the place. I followed and we sat down at a table. Now- the young man who waited on us was the victim of the story.
Poor guy had no idea what he was stepping into. He starts out all “Hey there. Nice evening outside, isn’t …” when she snaps that she wants food. Now. She orders, and tells him to hurry it up. He leaves, a quick bounce in his step, looking back at us with worry. I am sitting there, biting back a giggle and she is ready to slap me. LOL
Then the same waiter comes out and takes food to another table. She snags him, tells him he better NOT come back out without her breadsticks. Oh MY GOD! To this day I can still see the horror on the kids face at her words. See- she meant it. I could see it get really ugly if he came out with anything else but her breadsticks. He ran from the table. ROFL.
My eyes wide open; she turns back to me, and tells me to shut up. I did….even I know when to leave the crazy woman alone. Within a few minutes another person (I would guess the manager) came out with the bread sticks. After a few she calmed down. After half a pizza she was her usually happy go lucky person.
So- that was our first trip together. We still joke the poor guy at the pizza hut that she frightens so badly probable had to have treatment for the trauma.
And what did I learn?
1.Nita will not be nice if you make her get up early- so never plan anything in the AM.
2.FOOD is not a requirement as much as a safety barrier for you and others around you.
3.DO NOT LAUGH at her when she is pissed.
What did she learn about me? You would have to ask her. But I also learn she makes any trip fun, even when we are fussing. Loves ya Birdy!
A man with no ears is trying to find a new reporter for their news show. The first guy walks in and the boss says, "This job requires you noticing a lot of details. What is one thing you notice about me?" And the guy says, "Well shit! You got no ears man!" So the boss yells "Get the fuck out!". So the next guy comes in and the boss says to him, "This job requires you noticing a lot of details. What is something you notice about me?" And the guy says, "That's easy. You got no ears!" So the boss says, to him, "Get the fuck out!"
As the second guy leaves he sees the third guy about to go in and says to him, "The boss has no ears so don't say anything about them, he is really sensitive about it."
So the guy goes in and the boss says, "This job requires you to notice a lot of details. What is one that you notice about me?" So the guy says, "Your wearing contacts!" And the boss says, "Yeah, how did you know?" So the guy replies, "Well shit, you can't wear glasses cause you ain't got no ears."
You know I am very proud of myself that I have never blocked anyone on this site. For a year and a half I have been a member, flirting, writing some stories that could (waiting for the laughter to stop from Birdy and Cat) could be taken as a invite to hit me up for online play.
I mean- I have not be harassed at all. But for this guy. :(
Every time I come out of lurking in the afternoon or night- he is here. He is not on my friends list so I can't tell when he is online. But really- why should I care? I have given hint after hint... and it doesn't sink into that thick skull of his.
So- today is my first block. *sigh*
Oh well.....
Screw it. I want to be able to come out of lurking when I wish to talk to my friends, open to meeting new ones. People who are like a mole on a monkey's prick should not keep me from doing it, damn it. Right? Right.
Read from the bottom up, please.
I sent, then blocked him:
Well...let me help you with that problem.
On 23:11:03 Oct 07 2007 hypno wrote:
i am trying, but the more i try the more it is hard to resist which is so true
On 23:09:56 Oct 07 2007 Vampirewitch39 wrote:
Well.... get over it.
On 23:09:35 Oct 07 2007 hypno wrote:
i am not bad, but tired of being single and find you so very attractive
Friday Morning at 7:30am finds me sitting at my office, waiting.
Waiting for what, you may ask.
Not my crew for the day as they have came and gone on the job I was to gone on, but nope...I am sitting and waiting.
Around 2:00am this morning I wake up, roll over, hit my pillow to adjust it, and try to go back to sleep. That is when I heard it.
Water. Like the tub was filling up running water.
I get out of bed and listen as I walk around. Water line is broken under my trailer. Check the water pressure and the hot water is a tinkle. Great- the hot water line is broken.
Go to check the hot waterheater and fine it hissing. Fusebox, and turned it off. Turn off the icemaker in the ref just to be safe as I knew what was next.
Do you know a flashlight never works when you need it to? I think they should put that on the little package. "Buy me- but when you need me to work I will be dead as a doorknob. But hey- I will make one hell of a weapon as you throw me."
Yeap.... they should put that on the package.
Getting dress, me and a bic lighter goes out to find the water turn off thingy. See- my mom made the plumber put in a turn off where the water comes into the trailer. I just have to use a screwdriver to remove the underpinning. With a lighter as light. Thank God I do not have any gas. As in Nautral Gas Utility, not the other..
Anyway....
The water turned off and I listen, no more water sounds but for a few drips, when something moves right beside my head. Now- I am on all fours, on the ground and something moves in the dark right beside me. I freaking scream.
It a possum. Now I always thought these things play dead to trick you into leaving them alone...NOT jumping out of the bushes, growling and showing teeth. Great- I run into Rambo possum.
Now I know what you are thinking- she jumped up and ran. Honey- I am 41 years old. Overweight, bad knees, and I have been on my hands and knees for at least 20 minutes getting this cover off the trailer. Do you think I could jump up? Please...
I can just hear the snirks from you guys right now.
What did I do? I picked up the piece of tin and threw it at him. That made the little shit run. To bad the sharp tin edge did not sever its razor sharp teeth filled head from its body. Gosh... O.o That was mean of me, wasn't it?
But could you not see the doctors face as I tell him a possum attacked me as I was on my hands and knees in the bushes with a bic lighter and a screwdriver trying to turn off my water? Yeah- sever his head would of been nice.
And why is every movie and TV show that has a animal attacking a person, latching onto the neck of that person, run thru my head right now? *giggles* Anyway...
I return to the house, and I sit and wait till time for work at 6:30am. See- sitting and waiting is the theme today. Called the plumber at 7:00am, and got his machine. Getting ready to hit his cellphone at 8:00am.
Welcome Morrigon to the Zoo as a Otter. We are happy to have you.
22:46 Oct 04 2007 Times Read: 2,557
*Rat pulls out a clipboard to check the zoo members, making sure all are in the zoo*
Birdy- check
*looks up at the eagle flying around in the sky*
Cat- check
*looks to find her in the tree, taking a nap*
Owl- check
*beside the cat, hooting*
Tiger- check
*Finds her laying beside the wolf, her evil twin*
Wolf- check
Puppy- check
*finds her laying at the tree base, watching over the others, eager to play*
Bull- check
Male Tiger- check
*finds the males of the group over beside the gate*
Panter- Check
*laying on a the rocky hill *
Caracel- check
*rat looks at her, and she looks back..and winks. Rat smiles and check the last one..*
Doe- ....
*rat looks around, then yells out Doe? Rat hears the hoofs behind her and covers her head as the doe walks over her*
"Hey! Watch those hoofs. Run me over...flatten the rat why don't yeah. "
*rat looks to see that all is here, when a otter walks in. She is cover in a silky fur, looking around, then looks at the Rat. Rat backs up a little, stun by the animal. The otter turns toward the small pond, and slips in*
Ok then- One Otter.
Rat comes to the water edge and looks at the otter. "Now look- only rule is to be nice, play nice. We stick together in this zoo. And remember the Rat is not a chew toy or food. Got it?"
Otter nods, then turns away, her tail splashing the Rat with water. As the rat shakes the water off her, wipes her eyes all the other animals laugh at the trick the otter did. The rat smiles at the Otter and tells her...
"Oh you will fit in very well, Miss Otter"
*rat smiles, knowing she is among some of the finest on Vampire Rave*
A wealthy man decided to go on a safari in Africa. He took his faithful pet dog along for company. One day the dog starts chasing butterflies and before long he discovers that he is lost. So, wandering about he notices a leopard heading rapidly in his direction with the obvious intention of having lunch.
The dog thinks, "Boyo, I'm in deep doo doo now." (He was an Irish setter).... Then he noticed some bones on the ground close by, and immediately settles down to chew on the bones with his back to the approaching cat.
Just as the leopard is about to leap, the dog exclaims loudly, "Man, that was one delicious leopard. I wonder if there are any more around here?"
Hearing this the leopard halts his attack in mid stride, as a look of terror comes over him, and slinks away into the trees. "Whew", says the leopard. "That was close. That dog nearly had me."
Meanwhile, a monkey who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree, figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the leopard. So, off he goes. But the dog saw him heading after the leopard with great speed, and figured that something must be up.
The monkey soon catches up with the leopard, spills the beans and strikes a deal for himself with the leopard. The cat is furious at being made a fool of and says, "Here monkey, hop on my back and see what's going to happen to that conniving canine."
Now the dog sees the leopard coming with the monkey on his back, and thinks, "What am I going to do now?" But instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers pretending he hasn't seen them yet. And just when they get close enough to hear, the dog says, "Where's that monkey. I just can never trust him. I sent him off half an hour ago to bring me another leopard, and he's still not back!!"
I have an everyday religion that works for me. Love yourself first, and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.
Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced.
One of the things I learned the hard way was that it doesn't pay to get discouraged. Keeping busy and making optimism a way of life can restore your faith in yourself.
I would rather regret the things that I have done than the things that I have not.
She left out she had the ability to annoy complete strangers.
Another one:
"im gothic. i love vampires. i believe vampires exist. i want to be a vampire. "
How about adding this- vampires are cool. They suck blood and energy and stuff. And they dress in black. I love to run into a vampire one night and get biten, or feed from. I am such a dim wit."
For over a week and a half I have had this same dream. It’s about a man who picks up a hooker and takes her to a hotel room. A little while later a woman shows up and the hooker tells the guy it would be extra. He agrees and they start to get it on, so to say, and this is when it turns very…dark. Now- same dream for over a week, waking me up aroused, and frustrated. Yes- sexually frustrated. Trust me- I would be on a male like butter to a stack of hot pancakes right now. Mmmm pancakes. Now I am hungry to.
*giggles* Sorry- I am like this when I am waken in the middle of the night.
Frustrated- let’s get back to that. Some of my sex stories come from my dreams. When I have had one this long it is telling me I need to write it out. I have to put it down before it will leave my mind. Yeah…I know that makes no sense to you, but come on…middle of the night for me.
That is the quandary. Looky looky… big word at 1:00 am in the morning. LOL Were was I? Oh yeah. When I join VR this was to be the place I could explore the darker side of myself. I start with my writing, but then something happen. People start to read it. What the hell? *smiles* So much so that I do not feel it’s the place to explore anymore. Sure my bitchyness, moody side of me. And the crazy parts. Even the sensual parts of me. But not this part. This part I have kept well inside me. Bury deep inside.
When I decided to do what I wanted in life, to get rid of the things that bother me, I think that is when it pushed itself forward in my mind. I think the darkness is trying to tell me I have to face it- work it into my life, see what becomes of it. It is the reason for this dream. But how?
I know I cross the line on my journal. If Cancer had a line in the sand I would be building a castle on the other side. And I know I am damn lucky it has not been closed down because of it. Funny- but I think that would hurt. Odd how this journal has become a part of me…a way I can express myself. I so want to use it to write/explore.
But see… the darker part of me…That would take it out to the ocean, not even in the sand anymore. I would be thrown off if I wrote what I have dreamt of…what has pop into my head, my thoughts. Gosh- have I frighten you yet? It’s like I am the quiet neighbor next door that all the bodies are found in his freezer. *smiles * Well you know… I do have a big freezer. *grins* Just kidding.
But let’s say its sex, but not like anything I have written before on here. Mostly what my darker side is about is sex, blood sport. And it’s screaming to get out.
*sigh*
Ok- this makes no sense to you, or me…I just had to say it. That is what my journal is to me- a place to release.
Time to go count sheep, see if I can get some sleep. Night all. Or morning… what ever.
You are so freaking busted! Trust is not something I give easy...and it's surely not something you gain back from me.
But let me tell you of this...
We all know I am in more then one Societie as I have four accounts on this site. In fact I am in #1 House and #3 Covens. Ones that I picked to be in, and love.
All the masters know who I am as I will not hide it from anyone. Most of the members of the House/Coven know as well.
I also know people fear you will take information from one place and share it with another. I don't do this. I don't even take threads to another group.
Really don't care if you believe me or not, but anyone who knows me in those groups know I am not lying. Nope- no two face here.
So when I find a posting on two different places that read word to word alike from two different profiles that read as two different people...all I can say to this person is... BUSTED!
We are different as night and day, it seems. Because-
I tell people who I am.
I do not keep it hidden and bald face lie about it.
Not my style. And not something that keeps my trust.
Glad it happen- shows me again why I can't trust people online.
Steve is shopping for a new motorcycle. He finally finds one for a great price, but its missing a seal, so whenever it rains he has to smear Vaseline over the spot where the seal should be. Anyway, his girlfriend is having him over for dinner to meet her parents. He drives his new bike to her house, where she is outside waiting for him. "No matter what happens at dinner tonight, don't say a word," She tells him," Our family had a fight a while ago about doing dishes. We haven't done any since, but the first person to speak at dinner has to do them."
Steve sits down for dinner and it is just how she described it. Dishes are piled up to the ceiling in the kitchen, and nobody is saying a word. So Steve decides to have a little fun. He grabs his girlfriend throws her on the table and drills her in front of her parents. His girlfriend is a little flustered, her dad is obviously livid, and her mom horrified when he sits back down, but no one says a word.
A few minutes later he grabs her mom throws her on the table and does a repeat performance. Now his girlfriend is furious, her dad is boiling, and her mother a little happier. But still there is complete silence at the table.
All of a sudden there is a loud clap of thunder, and it starts to rain. Steve remembers his motorcycle. He jumps up and grabs his jar of Vaseline. Upon witnessing this, his girlfriend's father backs away from the table and screams, "OKAY, ENOUGH ALREADY. I'LL DO THE FUCKING DISHES!!"
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