A Tale From My Childhood---OUCH!!!

One evening when I was 8 or 9, my Dad had to go out on a job, and my Mom went with him. That left my sister Lori in charge of me. She was doing her homework in her room, and I was in the livingroom watching TV. Sometime later, I fell asleep on the couch. I woke up hungry and went into her room to ask her to fix me something. I didn't get too far as----BONK!!! something hit me on the head! I dunno how she did it, but Lori had balanced a very large stereo speaker on top of her door, and the result was a trip to the ER and 30 stiches to close up a nasty looking gash on the top of my head, and I had the mother of all headaches! To this day, I still have a bump on my head where the stitches were, and it feels funny to touch. OUCH!!!

WHERE'S THE JUSTICE?!

Ya know, it really pisses me off that while my Mom has to struggle with the use of 1 hand, the lady that caused her accident got off without even a slap on the wrist! It was her greed that caused my Mom to get hurt. Because of American Woodmark's desire to put profits ahead of people's safety, all safety rules were thrown down the toilet. Her boss said that it would be Ok to make an adjustment on her machine involving moving parts WHILE the thing was still moving. Mom had to to what the boss said, and the rest, as they say, is history. So because of that, my Mom will never have the use of her hand again, while that bitch Hellen Thompson gets off scott free, and can enjoy a normal life. Sheer lunacy!

HOMESICK

Even though I've lived in West Va. for 12 years, I don't consider it my home, just a temporary relocation. I miss Fairfax, VA soooo much. I was born, raised, and spent the first 21 years of my life there. The one biggest thing I miss is the library. I used to go there all the time and get armloads of books. You can't find the kind of books I like at the Moorefield library. In fact, the last time I went there, all the books I looked at were older then I was:P Also, to get a good book, ya gotta shlep all the way to Cumberland, MD, because the mall there has the closest book store. And since my favorite hobby shop around here closed a couple weeks ago, I have to go down to Winchester to bye models. The newspapers here really stink! Gimme a good Washington Post or USA Today anytime! Beleive me, Moorefield does have a few good qualities to it. The people here are nice, and my church is great. Mom says she thinks God lead us here so that I could start going to church. But on the other hand, I am just not a country person! I don't like constant silence. Down home, we lived next to a highway. If I ever get married and save up a few bucks, I will move back there!

I AM NO BABYSITTER!

IWell, things are gettin really sucky around here! Now not only do I have to help my Mom out, but now since My aunt fell and broke both of her feet, Im really busy. Get this, get that, It never ends! Don't get me wrong, I'm a helpful person, but man, I barely have enough time for myself anymore! My personal to do list is really getting backed up. Anyway, that's life for ya!

SOMETHING THAT REALLY PISSES ME OFF!

The one thing that I really hate in my chat experience is being PMd by Indian/Pakastani ministers and "poor" Africans. They usually work in the same fashion. First they'll ask for your ASL, I always tell em to check my profile for all my vital information. Next, they'll ask if you're a Christian and what kinda church you go to. Next, they'll say that they need money to run their ministry, that they're orphans, they need someone to invite them to the US, or some other Bullshit. That's when I ignore them! Tell me, if they're so poor, HOW THE HELL CAN THEY AFFORD TO BE ONLINE? GRRRRRRRR

YES THIS IS MINE!!!
THE PRIDE OF MY COLLECTION

Internet Dating

So, what's your opinion on internet dating? I know most of you older types don't think it's a good idea, because you think, "How can you date someone that lives miles away, and that you have never seen in person before?" My opinion is , if done properly, internet dating can be successful. Two of my closest friends, Cathy and Royce, met online, and they currently have a very strong relationship, and I know a few others. Just one warning: Make sure the person you're interested in is legit, or you may be in trouble!

My Family

I havn't said too much about my family besides my Mom. I am the youngest of 3 kids. I have 2 older sisters. Julie who is 44 is the oldest, and Lori who is 40 is the next. Then there's me. My Parents have been married 41 years. They are natives of West Virginia, which is why I live here now. My sisters and I were born and raised in Fairfax, VA. Mom, as you know, is at home because of her hand. Dad is semi-retired and works just 3 days a week. We moved back here to West VA. in 1992, and I'm still kind of in culture shock! All in all, we're just a regualar family.

A RECONCILIATION

I have finally made peace with 2 close friends of mine with whom ive had a strained relationship for the past year and a half or so. I won't name any names to protect them. They are a couple. I fell in love with the female half of the couple, but the feeling wasn't mutual. She started seeing this other guy, who later became a friend of mine as well. I became jealous, and became a general Asshole towards them. Well, after admitting defeat and pleanty of apologies on my part, they have started talking to me again. I'm gonna do whatever it takes to regain their total trust, because I value their friendship so much, and it would be a shame to see that friendship die because of a misunderstanding.

Where Has All The Time Gone?

Today is my Birthday! I turned 33. Man, where has all the time gone? It seems like yesterday I was just a kid!

The Man In The Basement

I truly believe that the house we lived in before we moved to West VA. is haunted. A few months before we moved into it, the son in law of the couple that owned the house hung himself in the basement. The whole 12 years we lived there, all sorts of weird stuff happened. Things coming up missing , things being moved, and as noted in my previous post, there was the tape incident. There were also weird noises during the night, and one night while she was alone there, my Mom saw someone walking down the steps goin to the upstairs. I don't really beleive in Ghosts, but ya never know....

A Strange Experience Or The Case Of The Transformed Music Tape

During the Summer between 7th and 8th Grade, I was going on a trip somewhere, and the day before we left, I recorded a tape to listen to during the ride. Before I went to bed, I listened to it to check and see if it was ok, no prob. The next morning, however was a totally different story. I put the tape in my walkman, expecting to hear my favorite tunes, but..........THERE WAS TOTALLY DIFFERENT STUFF ON IT!!!!! Talk about your mysteries. To this day, I still have no damn idea what happened. I think it was the guy in the basement (subject of a future post) But my Dad thinks I hit the wrong button on the radio. Hummm....

A PIC OF ME!

Here's A pic of me that my Niece Crystal took of me a couple of days ago
ME

Chat Ettiquette

Over my years of being an online chatter, I've had a lotta things done to me that were quite annoying. Therefore, here are some suggestions that will get you into my good graces should you want to chat with me. They are good for everyone.


1: When someone comes online, please wait a few mins before PMing them. Give them time to get settled it.
2: ASl? FORGET IT!!! That's what profiles are for!!
3: Don't ask if someone has a pic or cam. If they want you to know what they look like, they'll let ya know.
4: Please don't ask for money of give a sob story of how you're a poor African or Indian/Pakistani minister.
5: If you're gonna say something, please don't wait 10 minutes after saying hi!

Thank you for your attention!

Some Additions to this Blog

As you can see, I've made a few changes to this Blog. I 've added the chatterbox at the bottom, so please leave me a note. I've also added some links, and will be adding some more later!

School Daze or "Don't cramp my style"

As you all may know, I love to read. I have a specific addiction to history, and military history in particular. I had this one teacher an 8th Grade English Teacher named Mrs. Lesser. Excuse me for the language, but she was a BITCH. We nearly came to blows many times because everytime I'd write a book report, it was about some war or something. Finally she said, "Listen, another war story, and I'm gonna flunk you". So me, being the resourceful type, found the most stupidest book I could find, and wrote a book report that was almost a novel in itself. Ahh...it's always nice to get the last Laugh. :P

Note to a Special Lady

Fran:

Thank you for everything you've done for me. You have been the one constant in the storms I've had to go through the past months. Knowing that you're there for me has been the only thing keeping me from going insane. You've won my heart over, I can only hope to do the same to you!

I AM A MIRACLE

No, I'm not conceited :P I really am a miracle. When my Mom was pregnant with me, her Thyroid went bad, and it caused me to be a really sick little baby. I was born with a lotta birth defects. One of my kidneys had to be removed because it didn't work, and the other one was virtually rebuilt. The rest of my urinary tract was also in a shambles. I can't have kids, because all the equipment associated with procreation is also defective. Sure, I could have an operation to get it fixed, but having to piss through a catheter into a bag for a couple of months while everything heals is not my idea of fun. The dr's said I wouldnt make it past a year, but here I am, a week from turning 33. Hummm....maybe I was wrong thinking God hadn't done anything good for me!

Another Funny Story

This nest story has nothing to do with me, it involves my parents. In 1985, my Mom won a cruise to the Bahamas. To get there, She and my Dad had to fly from Dulles Airport to Miami to catch the cruise ship. Welllll, Dad found out that he was scared to fly, and on the plane, it took every bit of his energy to keep from flipping out. They had a really good time on their cruise, but when it was time to go home, Dad wanted no parts of flying. Since it was Chrismas/New Year's holiday, the only vehicle they could find to rent was a U-Haul truck. So they drove all the way from Fla. back to VA in that. Quite a vacation!

My Biggest Fear

The biggest fear I have in my entire life is that I'm going to die alone, and that there won't be anyone to bury me, and they'll have to throw me in the trash or something. I'm the baby of my family, and since I'm not too sure if I can ever get married, and since I can't have kids, This fear might be justified...I dunn.