julia the charging your heart
marika
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what is up?
how are you doing?
How is Nick's family doing?
I'm in creative surge, up for 48 or more hours and can't stop going,
but soon enough to crash, just in time for the fireworks.
Have you looked at my new interactive chatroom?
So far only one person is in there chatting with me,
trying to be patient, it's only 2 days old after all...
but if Sweckie isn't you, I'm guessing he's my special agent,
like the one you told me played games with you.
check it out,
it's interesting, I wish I could figure out how to get it out
to the right people who will charge into it and have fun.
marika
were her last on earth
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i had a rather sucky independence day.
As a kindness, I've been walking a dog with cancer who can't hold her pee
all day.
you know i haven't worked since feb, correct?
disability due to post-concussive syndrome & degenerated lumbar disk.
dog (on steroids 'cause of cancer) attacked another neighbor's cat,
cat's okay, just terrified...
now i'm in the doghouse big time, with 2 back-stabbing rabid meanass women
gossipy gossip.
NO MORE FAVORS FOR FRIENDS with sick animals.
and no more giving a damn what any neighbor thinks.
and no more caring about anybody except my kitty cats and my garden,
and this chair, and this book of matches (ref. "Jerk")...
I used to be nice!
I went over there and gave that cat sub-cutaneous injections every day for a
year
(about 5k worth of vet tech services) for nothing,
fed & medicated 3 animals for 3 months while a neighbor was hospitalized,
'cause I love the animals & take care of people...
and they stab you in the fracking back of your heart every time.
I posted a web universe that's getting 500 hits a day,
but nobody is responding.
I'm trying not to take it personally.
Must be a presentation problem,
or bad links like you told me (my bad, you saw I changed the url)
or maybe just a message the world doesn't want.
it's a message i decided to record before i die, though,
and just 'cause i had a dream that i died,
not a falling dream, not a dream about a funeral,
a dream about just laying down and dying...
and letting go into it...
doesn't mean that I'm dying...we all are dying,
some faster than others...
it's just a message,
if there's something you want to do,
git 'er done!
And that's how I've decided to live every day now,
every day, I will approach as if it's my last week on earth...
the only requirement is to pay the bills
....
but I have a falcon that adopted me,
and I love him, named him Pedanius Dioscorides...
for 3 months he has been out in the meadow calling every day,
and I'm the only one who answers...
so he's been following me & watching me
and chasing crows away for me when they gaggle up in the tree near my bed
window
(reminding me of the ex-moose's mother, and now, 2 bitchy neighbors).
Just yesterday, someone finally answered his call!!!
or rather, I heard her answering from way north of here for a couple of
days,
she just arrived here yesterday,
and they spent the morning whirling up through the meadow,
spiraling up into the sky like a Disney movie...
i read that peregrins mate for life.
and in the animal kingdom, that's better than a priest's blessing!
Now I feel like jealous mother-in-law...hoping that they won't decide to
move to her place...
And just hoping they have a safe & happy place to breed lots more pigeon &
starling-eating falcons.
Our meadow is a nice place for a falcon nest!
We'll see. Maybe if they move away to nest, one of their nestlings will come
back to the home meadow...
there's some other fuzzy little baby raptors caught by my camera lens
sitting in the tree over my balcony,
one of them has a face like an owl, but that doesn't make sense...though
there is a great horned owl out here now & again.
...I need an eye exam before I can take off with a photography career.
I can't go back to waitressing, can't stand up all day any more...
did I tell you about my nightmares I was having before I exorcised [them]?
it was the 2 of them (told you they had an affair after he split with me,
correct?)
haven't spoken to either for months.
never going back to roanoke, no can't say that,
still love the mountains...
in the nightmare, they'd be bitching at me,
blaming all their shit on me (like the neighbors are now),
and in the dream, I'm trying to just walk away,
but my left leg is dragging behind me,
I can't seem to pick it up, and the pain,
I can't get away, bitch bitch bitch.
jezebelle's giving it all back now.
no more aikido.
this time rambobambi.
"marika" <marik...@gmail.com> wrote in message news:...
marika
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yes, that makes perfect sense, it's sabotage, my from the
florida river trip days. last I saw him he was very happily married. -- and
isn't flirting really.
that's what I'd thought at first guess from the writing and intellectual
attitude...
we had a lousy one-nighter once that was just all wrong,
but still managed to accept friendship over that for the long run...
hear those falcons singing!!!