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White rabbits!
Yeah... That's supposed to bring good luck if it's the first thing you say on the first day of a month.
I don't know if it applies to specific months, or one specific month...
March is the month with my favourite month name.
I mean, how cool does it sound?
MARCH.
Although, white rabbits was not the first thing I said today.
The first thing I said today was:
"...And we'll get your ears through."
You're probably thinking: "...WTF MATE."
Well, that's what I said to Gina as I was putting her collar on.
She doesn't wear a collar in the house - she only wears it when she's outside or on a lead.
She has big floppy ears, and they'd gotten trapped underneath her collar.
I said that to her gently as I tried to free them.
This is Gina - laid on my parents' bed.
She was laid on my bed earlier, when I was cleaning my room. Cheeky cow.
Gina isn't our pet - she belongs to a friend of my parents.
They're away in India, so we're looking after her - as we often do when they go away.
When we do look after her though, she doesn't eat anything for the first day or two - but once she's accustomed herself to the surroundings, she'll eat something we put down for her.
If we let her eat anything from our hand, or from a plate on the floor - she'll be sick.
My parents took her to my nan's earlier - and apparently she was sick on her rug.
We were looking after Gina in Christmas of 2006 - and we'd put down a plate of turkey for her.
She ate it as fast as is actually possible - walked about four metres, then chucked it straight back up infront of the front door.
It didn't look much different to what it looked like before she'd eaten it.
When both of my parents are at work, I take Gina for a whizz on the field behind our house.
I've been asked by two of my friends why she squats to pee.
Quite simply - because she's a girl.
If you didn't know that - female dogs, or bitches - don't cock their leg to pee.
It's just like us female humans, we don't have a penis to direct our urine spray, so we have to sit or squat.
Whizzing in a forest is the worst for a girl - if you ever have to pee behind a tree or a bush in an emergency resort - you have to keep your balance, make sure you don't dall down with your arse in a pile of leaves and dirt - and you have to hold your trousers and pants back, to make sure you don't pee on them.
It's also a common accident to pee on one's shoes.
So boys - spare a thought for the females, who cannot aim their yellow expulsion.
I liked looking at the snow once Gina had whizzed on it when I took her for a walk on the snow-covered field last year - with a former friend of mine.
It was difficult for us both to stand up on the icy pathways, and I was suprised that Gina actually wanted to stay out in such weather - she doesn't like rain, wind, or fireworks.
I sat with her one night on bonfire night when we were all around my mam's friend's house for a party.
I was a little afraid myself - mainly because Gina kept looking like she wanted to bite me, although I just wanted to help.
Here's an extreme close-up.
- Taken by Adam, this afternoon.
Unless you really dislike dogs, I bet you can't stare into her eyes and not say "Awww!"
Go on. Try it.
Dixie dares you. :P
It took me most of the summer of bitching to Randy about my dog needing a dog house. Last month he went and got me the materials to build it but of course didn't build it. Left it to me.
I finally got it done yesterday! Two days ago I started it and got frustrated because I tried doing it Randy's way but he just couldn't grasp what I wanted to do. So I went into town and got my friend Tab and her man Joe to help me out. Tab like me took shop in school and Joe was there for the muscle. Tab picked up on exactly what I wanted to do.
She took my lil drawing of an A frame dog house and helped me figure out how to get it together and Joe did all the moving of peices and holding while Tab and I drilled in the screws. Then after we got it all done; Joe and I moved it up on the kennal pad! Big enough for my Great Dane Pup wouldn't you say!?
I am so proud of myself. Rnady is gone all the time and I am Baching it (according to my Uncle whom I rent from!) I have to do all the Honey do List myself. It is taking me forever but they are getting done!
Yesterday I crossed off build the dog house! Tonight I crossed off weedeating! This weekend I am hoping to cross off fix wall and finish priming the kitchen!
I am becoming myself again! I don't need no stinking man! I use to do all these things myself and became way to dependent on Randy. Might keep him around as long as he stays out of my house for a few weeks at a time!
If not, here is an example of a letter I never actually got to use:
Did you ever wonder what Hell was like? I could tell you, because I’ve been there.
Well, I haven’t, but the main character of my 102,000 word novel, Angel of Life, has. His quest to escape from Hell and his subsequent attempt to prove the innocence of his soul is a unique suspense-thriller that will make the reader question the very nature of religion.
It will also keep their nails dug into their palms and their eyes glued to each page as the book tells intersecting stories of the people and situations surrounding the main character’s quest. These stories move so quickly and with such a sense of how to force a reader to turn a page that any horror, suspense, or action fan who picks the book up will not be able to stop for breath until the surprising yet satisfying final line.
The plot involves a marketing executive dying in a car crash and going to Hell. Believing he is innocent, he finds a way to escape from Hell and return to Earth, where he must discover why his soul was damned. Once back on Earth, he is chased by both angels and demons trying to send him back to Hell, becomes caught up in a murder mystery, and realizes he is intimately linked to a family in Southern New Jersey being stalked by a mysterious intruder. Intense action, intriguing plot developments, and rekindled romance result as he discovers a potential plot to destroy the world and unfolds a dark secret about himself.
The story is a suspenseful, touching, action-packed ride through Hell, Earth, and Hell on Earth. It has unique, vivid descriptions of the underworld, as well as original and imaginative interpretations of angels, demons, souls, and fate. It uses classic views on religion to form its own truth about God and the afterlife. It is part murder mystery, part science fiction, part suspense-thriller, and part something entirely new.
I am requesting permission to submit my manuscript for your evaluation. I have enclosed a S.A.S.E. for your convenience. Thank you for your time and I look forward to hearing from you.
That wasn't particularly good, but my writing has matured since then, and my books are better, so hopefully my next attempt at a query letter will reflect that.
I don't want to take up too much of your time this week, so next week I'll detail the aspects of the latest book I'm trying to sell, and we can work on a query letter together. You game? Remember, there's a fruit basket or beer of the month subscription in it for you.
The light that I have NEVER made going to work, I made today, it turned yellow when I went, but f*ck it, I made it XD!!!
Today will be a good day, Cal and Joe talked extensively when they were both drunk last night, and Cal has sorted some stuff out in his mind, and he slept for the first time in a month since it happened. I hope everything will be alright, I will remain optimistic for as long as possible :)
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