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Monday, June 9, 2014

Exactly Why I Hate Cat-People

I have always admitted on this blog that I am not a people person. I hate people in fact. Why well, there are so many reasons why. Too many to list in one blog post! I'd be going on forever. But the kind of people I hate the most, besides irresponsible people, are cat people! Namely the cat fags. There is a difference between being a cat lover and a cat fag. BIG difference. The cat fags may carry that title with pride, but believe me, being a cat fag is NOTHING to be proud of! There is a reason I refer to them as "cat fags". For the same reason the WBC refers to all sinners as "fags". These people look at cats as some kind of deity. Not just a mere pet. To me, all cats are is just pets. I would never have one myself. I like cats (a few breeds anyways) but I don't want one as a pet, and I just cannot see how someone can like a cat over a dog. With dogs, you can do so much more. Granted dogs are not perfect, but then again, neither are cats. Yet cat fags think they are the be-all-end-all of beings.

But like I said, cat fags see cats as being some kind of deity. Like they are GOD. And like the radical Christians you see going from house to house trying to force their religion on other people, cat fags condemn those who don't care for cats to a life of ridicule, bullying and other kinds of shit. The funny thing is, dog people are not like that. I am not like that about dogs. I love my dogs, but I don't go around condemning people who don't like dogs to ridicule, harsh judgments and threats. Yet the cat fags do this all the time. Here is a prime example of the kind of people I am talking about.

On one of those online quizzes that you take for fun, it asks which are you, dog, cat or bird? I took the quiz and found out I was a bird. Well, they have at the base of the quiz where you can post comments. A lot of people got the cats. A lot of people on there said they like cats too. Very few actually said they don't like cats. One of those people was a woman named Anita. She said:

"Don't like cats. They are very self-centered & annoying & very few of them really warm up to anyone."

Which I have found to be true, and cat people actually admit this too. Or something like it. They say that is why they love cats. Well, the next thing you see, all the cat fags start condemning this poor girl. Another girl, named Jennie Collett, who actually has a good-looking cat in her profile pic, said in response:

"Anita if you knew cats personally, youd find they have some great qualities, especially for loyalty. and they do show strong affection. my cat is also very close friends with my pet bird."

Well, the cat in her profile pic is a Siamese. Siamese are known for having dog-like personalities. That's why I like them. My Siamese, Amadeus, was so dog-like, he even liked to sniff people's butts. Siamese are also more affectionate than other cats. Well, then Elaine Lively comes in and gives one of the typical responses I often see from cat fags:

"you are so wrong,you probably like dogs better anyway.."

I'm sure she wanted to say more. But it sounds like Elaine is already making harsh judgment against Anita because she likes dogs better than cats. There were several responses, some saying they agreed with Anita, while others were saying how wrong she was about cats. But the response that gets me all bothered more than any other, was made by a woman named Margret Fox. Her response was the absolute pinnacle of cat-faggotry! She said:

"@Anita, the fact that you don't like cats says volumes about you and doesn't have much to do with the reality of cats. It says you have some preconceived notion, or that you have had some weird experience and you have related that to the whole species, which is psychological on your part, not reality. Here is a sincere tip from a counselor:
When you find yourself saying something like you did here, check it out for yourself and ask yourself why you feel this way. It isn't rational to dislike an entire species."

Well, I responded to her comment the way I would respond to any cat fag:

"Margret Fox And I bet if she'd said she didn't like dogs, you wouldn't have said anything at all. Right?? In fact, I see several people here saying they don't like dogs, and you haven't seemed to raise an eyelash. Yet dogs are more loyal than cats. They love us. Cats love anyone who feeds them, that is all. I like dogs, I only like a few breeds of cats, and I am racist against gray tabbies. I proudly admit that. Gray tabbies are UGLY and too run of the mill. But I love Siamese. Everyone has their preference. You cannot judge anyone by what they like or don't like. Oh and don't try to "counsel" me. I'm too complex for you."

I don't like cats in my house, not because I had an evil cat. In fact, all my cats were very loving and sweet. But the Persians I had was the last straw. I woke up to them having messed up my carpet one morning. I never forgave them for that! It was just a good thing I had a carpet shampooer, otherwise that carpet would have had to be thrown away. Those cats messed it up so bad!! If my father would have seen that mess, he would have wrung those cats' necks!! And yes, I HATE gray tabbies!!! I still think they are the ugliest cats! Every damn one of my cat-owning friends has a damn gray tabby! One of my friends on Facebook just got a kitten, and yes you guessed it! It was a damn gray tabby! I told her before she got it that I thought it was ugly! Its her choice really, but to me, if that's the best she could find in a kitten, then that is so pathetic!! I would have kept looking until I found something better if I were that desperate for a kitten!!

That's how I am. I tend to not like things that are too common. Things you see every day. And I just got so sick of seeing pictures of gray tabby "run of the mill" cats, that now I am racist against them. I can't stand them! I will forever think gray tabbies are the ugliest cats of all. And there is nothing the cat fags can say that will change my mind. I don't know why every cat fag thinks it's their personal vendetta to get ALL people who don't like cats to like cats! They need to grow up and learn that not everyone is going to like cats, for whatever reason. Accept it like an adult! Stop being a bunch of whiney cat-wussies!!!

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Buy Organic! How??

This is a simple question, how can anyone afford organic products short of taking out an outrageous loan from the bank each month?? I know I can't. I mean, the thought of going organic appeals a great deal to me. To be able to go to a grocery store, and pick up a gallon of milk with no rBGH would make me jump for joy! And drinking it would make my body feel cleaned out. But how does one afford it? I can't afford to spend $10 for a gallon of milk!! Not when I could buy the same size bottle for less than half that much. Sometimes, if you catch a store at the right time, you can even buy a gallon of milk for under $2. That's rare nowadays though, but I have seen that price for a gallon of milk recently. But to buy organic?? I just don't understand it.

Why is it that organic costs so doggone much?? I don't get it! You would think that the cost of the extra hormones and other injections given to cattle and other livestock, that non-organic would be more costly. But no. I think it's because those farmers get extra pay in farm subsidies that they can bring down the price of their products. But looking at the price of organic products, when compared to the price of non-organic products, its no wonder a lot of people today are so fat! Including me! Though I have been working out, its going to take a long time, and careful planning to get rid of all this fat. It's not going to be an easy ride. I never expected it to be. But I can do it.

The vegans will all argue now that I shouldn't buy milk or meat at all, organic or not. Well, I still like meat. And I like milk too. Yogurt is now part of my daily diet. I am especially becoming fond of this Greek yogurt. That stuff is AWESOME!!!! Ya know, I used to be along with the vegans that say we have no business drinking milk, that we are the only creatures to drink the milk of another species. Well, I found that to also be untrue! The other night, I was watching a documentary about brown hyenas. In South Africa, you know what their favorite prey is? Baby fur seals. Especially those that have just been suckling from their mother. They kill the babies and literally stomp on their bellies to squeeze the milk out of them, and the hyenas have a pleasing drink of fur seal milk with their meal. So, humans are NOT the only animals to drink the milk of other animals. The hyenas just don't suckle it directly from the mother. But humans also eat a form of regurgitated milk, in the form of cheese, which I LOVE cheese!!! Well, not all forms of cheese, but I like cheddar cheese.

Yes, in a way, cheese is regurgitated milk. The main ingredient that causes the milk to curdle and form cheese is called rennet, and it is basically the enzymes in the baby calf's belly that helps it digest milk. Humans simply add salt and other ingredients to form what we know as cheese. But the vegans all argue that the milk that comes from cows belongs to the calf, not to us. Well, NOTHING in nature belongs to anyone. Nature is nature, it's free for the picking. It belongs to whoever gets to it. For that matter, the plants and trees don't belong to us either, so fruits and vegetables and herbs are not ours either. But like I said, nature is nature. Nature is a big free for all. All you have to do is work for it. And back in the days before grocery stores, we did work for it.

We may not be equipped with claws and teeth for killing prey, but we do have our brains, and the ability to use tools at will. We did not get that way just by picking fruits and leaves. In fact, if we were the way vegans say we should be, we would still be living in trees. We'd have no need to come to the ground, or form groups, or grow the kind of brains we have today. Do you think any of that was needed when we only ate fruits and vegetables?? It doesn't take any brains to eat plants. Look at sloths. They're probably the dumbest animals out there, they only need to reach out and grab a leaf and eat it. No skills are needed, no abilities, not even speed. But look at an omnivorous animal, like a fox. Foxes are very intelligent. They can reach up and grab some berries to feed on, but they also got their smarts by learning to hunt prey and out wit their prey.

Vegans think that just because our teeth are flat that we were not meant to chew meat. They compare us to true carnivores like dogs and cats, and true herbivores like cows. They tell people only what they want us to hear. They seem to forget about the story in between. Look at most omnivores. Most of them are chewers as well. But we are primates. So, look at an omnivorous primate like baboons, they eat meat and they also chew their food too, just like us. They also have flat teeth, just like us. The problem with vegans is that they don't believe omnivores even exist. That's because I found out the reason. Vegans only see the world in black and white. To them, there is no gray. Everything in this world to them is either black or white. If it's not black, then it's white. Or if it's not white, then it's black. That's how vegans see the world. That's why they don't believe there is such a thing as an omnivore. That's also why most of them don't believe in GOD too. Because they can't see HIM. And if they can't see HIM, then to them, HE doesn't exist. That is why I cannot become a vegan. As an artist, I see the world in many colors, and even colors that other people would say does not exist. But a vegan says if it's not black, it's white. If it's not an herbivore, it's a carnivore. There is no "in-between" area with them.

Also, look at animals that feed on ostrich eggs in the wild. NO animal is powerful enough to break an ostrich egg's shell. But a lot of animals do feed on them. How? By using tools they can find to break open the shell. Most animals use rocks. Humans use tools too. So, that kills the notion that we should not eat meat because our teeth are not made for eating meat.

Well, I am hoping to prove that a person can eat meat and still look good. Or at least be thin. I am not changing anything about my eating habits, just switching to a leaner meat. It's more costly, but I think it'll be better to prove my point. Of course I still indulge in fruits and veggies, but no more than I did before. I am also cutting out the sugar. So, no more chocolate. WAA!! I still love chocolate!!! Just cutting back on it. I am also cutting out the sodas. I went to WinCo yesterday, and I usually get some sodas there. Well, yesterday I went there and I was in the soda aisle, looking at my favorite soda varieties. But then I thought against getting any sodas! Too much sugar in those sodas. And I absolutely REFUSE to drink diet sodas!!!! They have aspartame in them, and that stuff is evil!!! More evil than high fructose corn syrup. If animals won't touch it, then I won't! Animals will eat HFCS, but they completely avoid aspartame. Even such animals as ants and bees will avoid aspartame. So, I came home without any sodas, and I have no intention of ever getting any. For a long time, I just didn't drink sodas at all, and I can do that again.

Monday, June 2, 2014

Must Be Sadder To Lose A Dog

I see it over and over again. People get dogs, they have them for a while, and then the dog dies. The owner is so sad that they say they don't want another dog, instead they get a cat. I got a coupon this morning from Petco, and it was for a free treat for Groucho's birthday. The subject line said "Happy Birthday Groucho". I saw that and I thought "My Groucho has been dead now for 8 years." If she were alive today, she would have been about 12 years old. It made me realize again how much I miss her. For a long time, I didn't even think about it because I had Minnie with me. I am not complaining, but I wish I had her back here now. Vegas alone, just doesn't cut it. He's always been a living reminder of how much I miss Groucho because he is her nephew. His father is Groucho's brother. Not to mention, he was born a little more than a month after she passed away. He is definitely her reincarnated, but he gets more ornery. I guess because he's a boy. After seeing that email, I miss my baby more than I ever have before. At least Minnie went to live with family, but the thing that gets me is she is not HERE right now.

I have known several people who have lost dogs, saying they were the best dogs they ever knew, and when the dog dies, they don't want to get another one. Instead they want to get a cat. It makes me think, it must be sadder to lose a dog than it is to lose a cat. I've never lost a cat before in my life. I never had a cat long enough for it to get old and die. Cats don't last long in my house. They're so destructive, I cannot tolerate having them long enough even for them to finish their kitten stage. The longest I had a cat was 2 years, then that was it for me, the animal had to go! But I made sure it went to a good home and not the pound. My ma told me about her cat that she had for 20 years. It died the day I was born. Well, it was discovered that day anyways. Ma was in the hospital, ready to have me when she got a call from grandma saying that her cat, that had been missing for a week, was finally found under the house, and it was dead. I never knew this. But maybe that is why ma would never let me have a cat when I was a kid. Maybe she was so upset by losing her old cat of 20 years, she didn't want another one. But she is the only person I ever met that felt that way. Usually when a cat owner loses a cat, they go right out and get another one. Not so much with dog owners.

I can understand it though, I have lost dogs before. Not just Groucho, but there was Andy, my papillon that I had for 14 years before he died of cancer. Then Hutchess, a cattle dog I had that contracted parvo somehow, and I only had her for a week before she died. Then there was Jasmine, a toy poodle that started having seizures and had to be put down because they were getting worse and worse. Then Groucho, and we didn't lose another dog to death until this year when Odessa died. Dogs, though they are definitely not perfect, become so close to us, they are like another child in our lives. Dogs are so useful too, unlike cats. Cats, the only thing they are good for is catching and killing mice. Dogs can catch and kill mice, and any other pest that can come into your house, they can fetch, play Frisbee, lead the blind, hear for the deaf, help people in wheelchairs, sniff out cancer, inform an epileptic of an oncoming seizure, warn of burglars and other intruders, sometimes even ward them off, and they are great weight-loss companions because you can take them out on walks. You can't do any of that with a cat. So, I can understand why people who own dogs feel sadder when they lose a dog than they would if they lost a cat. So I guess when they lose a dog and they say "I don't want another dog", they figure it'd be easier to replace it with a cat, because when the cat dies, it won't be so hard on the owner. And one cat looks pretty much like another, most of these people always wind up with gray tabbies anyways. So they go out and find another gray tabby to replace the one they lost, and it's like the last one never died.

I like dogs and cats (OK I admit it, except for gray tabbies), but I would rather have a dog than a cat. Cats are just too destructive! Ya know I tell people that, and all the cat fags say "Cats are not destructive" and blah-blah-blah. I say "Oh hell yes, they ARE destructive!" They are every bit as destructive as kids are. The last real cat I had was these Persians that my sis and I were going to breed, and every morning I would get up and there would be hairballs coughed up all over our carpet. One morning I got up and there were not only hairballs coughed up all over the carpet, but one of the cats smeared shit all over the carpet! Luckily we had a carpet shampooer and I managed to clean it good. But after that incident, those Persians had to go! My friend Katrina HATES cats with a passion!! She has a car that she invested $50,000 to have it restored, and the stray cats around her place destroyed it. Believe it or not! That was when she started shooting at them.

Katrina and I both like having dogs though. Especially little ones. Though now she is down to having only one Japanese chin, one Chihuahua, and both her Italian greyhounds have died. Beazley was her first Japanese chin, and he is gone too. He died the year we moved to Bozeman. Katrina was inconsolable. But she never gave up on having dogs. I remember after I lost Andy, our papillon. I also said I didn't want another dog. But then someone I met, who sold horse rides, was in the same boat I was. But she found she just couldn't live without having a dog. It made me think, because I enjoyed having dogs. As long as they kept their noses to themselves. That's the only thing about dogs I don't like and that is why I usually only get the little ones. I like tiny dogs that cannot reach that high. Chihuahuas are the perfect candidates. So are papillons, and many other tiny breeds. Plus they cost less to feed.

Well, enough of this depressing subject. I spoke of death yesterday on here! Though I still don't buy that malarkey that Bill Waggoner is dead. I'm off to work out!

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Bill Waggoner Dead!

YEA!!!! hahaha! Naw I'm kidding!! He's not fucking dead! Someone told me about this on YouTube, and I said that I can only hope, but I have the feeling it's a fake. But it would sure do the world a good favor. He is a cruel, demented, abusive shithead who takes pleasure in making innocent people feel bad. I remember when he called someone on Craigslist who lost their Pomeranian dog. Bill Waggoner called that person and told them that he ran over their dog. He most likely really didn't, but he told them that. It totally upset the owner, and then Waggoner asked her what she is going to do to have his car fixed from the strike. He told her that her dog totaled his car. Thankfully she didn't believe him, but he was asking for money or sex to pay for the damages her Pomeranian did to his car. I saw that video, and I heard the anguish in the owner's voice. I hoped that the owner would somehow see this video, know that she was being recorded and put on YouTube harrowing over her dog without her permission, and being pranked. I showed that video to the people on the Craigslist pet forum, hoping that the dog's owner would see that video, and know that there would most likely still be hope in getting her dog back. And also know that she had been pranked.

I was angry because Bill Waggoner made a mockery of someone losing a pet and that pisses me off! How would he like it if someone stole his dumb cat and then called him and said they killed it somehow? It wouldn't feel good. And if he had one iota of feeling for his cat, he would have fallen apart as well. This YouTuber said that there is an online obituary for Bill Waggoner, I went to look at it, and it said that he's been dead since April of last year. It also said he has a daughter and a son, which I also am having a hard time believing. People who have children don't go around doing the things he does, under normal circumstances. The only time they would do something like that, when they have kids, is if they are totally whacked-out in the head. Something would have to be major wrong with them. If it is true and he does have kids, he needs to shape-up and become a better role-model for them! Get off YouTube, and go play with your kids!

He ain't dead!!! I don't buy it for one second. People like him never die, and it won't be long before another one of Bill Waggoner's tards come back to my channel and say he's saying shit about me again. Just wait for it!! I will let you know what happens. And believe me, I'll know it's him! There ain't no way he can hide that from me. Most of his stupid tards always reveal it's him anyways. I believe this is nothing more than some kind of publicity stunt of his. Perhaps to get all the people he has abused to feel sorry for being so pissed off at him. It won't work with me. If he is dead, show me a picture of his family standing by his grave, and the headstone with his name on it. I want to see funeral pics, police reports, medical/autopsy reports. Then I might believe he is really dead. Until then, I believe this is nothing but an act.

In other news, I am now an official member of Anytime Fitness! I love it too! I get to go and work an hour on their treadmill. It makes me feel wonderful!! I may not lose all this weight, but at least I will be somewhat healthier. Though I have lost 10 pounds so far. And you know who is my inspiration? My sis! She's been at it longer than me, and she has already lost 60 pounds, and last time I saw her, she was looking good!! I'm sure she feels good too. Today I even started adding abdominal crunches to my workout, I did more than 50 too. I walked nearly 3 miles on the treadmill today, and barely breathed heavy. I must be in much better shape than I thought! I am not changing my eating habits though. I think I can prove you can still eat what you want (even meat) and be thin and healthy. We will see. I will say I have switched to leaner meat. I have bison meat instead of beef. It may be more pricey, but there's no fat or cholesterol, and it still tastes good! But I have seen skinny folks who pack in the food and still remain thin. So it's not what you eat, its how much in relation to your workout.

Friday, May 23, 2014

Cats, Cats and More Cats

Well, by now you all must have heard about Tara, the heroic cat that saved a 4 year old boy from a dog attack. I must say that Tara even amazed me! Too bad she's so fricken ugly! (She's a gray tabby, and I don't like gray tabbies). But she is a hero, and I have to give her credit for that! I am amazed, and I must also say relieved. Relieved because of a conversation I had back in high school with a nit-wit! That nit-wit was named Steven Smith. A real geeky-looking guy, the last kind of person anyone would expect any trouble to come from. But he was an asshole. I showed off a picture of my Siamese cat, Amadeus, to the classroom. Well, Steven Smith was commenting how his big dog, a pit bull, could tear my cat apart. Well, I told him that I have seen cats whip even a pit bull, and I have. Well, Steven went all ballistic on me saying something to the effect of "NO WAY!!!" Well from that day on, Steven Smith and I were on shitty terms. I wonder if he saw that video and has thought about that conversation we had back in high school?

Also have you heard that grumpy cat is touring to Chicago?? Oh GAWD!!!!!!!! I hope nobody goes to see her! That is probably the stupidest thing I've ever heard!! That cat is not even funny! The only thing that is funny is the words you see on the pictures. If I were going to go see anything on tour that is related to that grumpy cat, it would be the clever person who put those words on her pics. Not the cat it's self! The only reason that cat is so famous is because it has a birth defect, that's all. It's basically nothing but a dumb cat! It is people who make it's pictures funny. It would be worth a trip to Chicago to see Bill Cosby, or Jeff Dunham, or Dane Cook. But NOT that stupid grumpy cat! I think the world has gone too far in this internet cat-craze, and this is about as low and ridiculous as it gets! I hope no one goes. Oh well if they do, its free, what have they got to lose? Except maybe their gas money. But to me, that's silly. Yes it is a cute cat. But you can probably go to a shelter and find a similar cat to adopt yourself. To travel to Chicago just to see this dumb cat is ridiculous. It's not like it's going to actually be funny in real life! It's not going to get up on a stage and tell funny, insulting jokes. All it's probably going to do is just sleep, meow and purr, and every cat does that!

I'll tell you it is a sad day when a cat, with nothing more than a birth defect, gets the kind of attention big name celebrities are supposed to. Especially those who work hard at what they do. All a cat has to do is be born with a birth defect, and have some clever, funny person see it's picture and make a mockery of it. Very sad!!

One of my Facebook friends got into a bit of an argument because I said gray tabbies are the ugliest cats. Well, in my opinion, they are. Well, she has 2 gray tabbies. I don't like really telling people I think their pets are ugly, but she asked. In a way. So I told her, I just think gray tabbies are ugly. This time, I was not apologetic about it. I really need to work on that. It may make me look like a bitch, but I need to stop being so apologetic about giving my opinion. I was not attacking her cats personally. I was attacking all gray tabbies. I am a cat-racist. I only like Siamese and hairless cats, like the devon rex and sphinx. Those are some of my favorites, and devon rex are so docile! I thought this friend was going to come back and shit in my face, but she didn't. She just said she thinks Chihuahuas are "nasty little yap, tap dogs." Well, I asked my Booby if he can tap-dance for mommy and he looked at me like "Are you crazy?!" LOL! So I don't know really what she meant by that. LOL! Just kidding, BTW, she is a very nice lady. She has a right to her opinion. But it is rather odd coming from her, as she has liked every pic I've posted of Chihuahuas on Facebook. Of course she hasn't since we had that conversation. LOL! But again, I don't force anyone to like any of my posts. They either do, or they don't. Either way is fine by me. But I can honestly tell you, I have NEVER liked any of her pics of her cats. I can't. They're gray tabbies. I just don't like gray tabbies. I don't like orange tabbies either. I can barely tolerate cream tabbies. They're something a bit different. They aren't as common, and run-of-the-mill.

Unless someone posts a picture of a Siamese, or a hairless cat, I am not going to "like" their posts on Facebook or anywhere else. I am not going to lie and pretend I like someone's gray tabby cat, when I really don't.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Are Blogs Cowardly?

I don't know I never thought they were. My blog is my ranting place, where I go when I want to get something out into the world that forums usually won't allow me to say. I am not afraid of disagreeing with everyone else, or going against what everyone else believes. But I have been in forums before where even the mods will say that disagreeing with others is being negative. Lets face it too, disagreements sometimes cause arguing, and most mods do not want that on their forums. I always say it'll run it's course, but there are always some that will just add fuel to the fire. And some people refuse to, or simply cannot, let some things go. So the arguing continues. I've learned over the years, especially now that I am older, to just let things go. If I go on about them in an angry or negative way, its usually not because of what the other person says. It's usually because I didn't say what I should have said. Like in the case of Patti. She was messed up in the head. And when she had me cornered in the kitchen that one night, I should have told her to shut up. Now, I keep kicking myself because I didn't do that! But that's the only reason I kick myself. There are several times I should have told her off, and I didn't because I was trying too hard to get along with her. That was my only focus the whole time I was there. Well, thank GOD Donna is not like that. Donna has had her family, she's not trying to raise anymore kids, and I thank the LORD for that. Patti never had kids, so that's why she tried to treat me like one. Something was missing and she felt it.

Well, not everyone who has never had kids is as messed up as Patti. I'm not that messed up! Not saying I am perfectly normal, but I am not as messed up as Patti is either. Anyways, there's been a lot of drama going on about the death of Peaches on some of the Facebook groups I am on. This caused some people to get banned from the group. The mod was undoubtedly upset about it as he said he does not like to ban people. I know it's his forum, and he has a right to ban who he feels is necessary, but I told him I think he made the wrong call. Of course I was the only one who said this, everyone else was praising his decision. I have nothing against this mod, but one of the people he banned I think was banned unfairly. There was this one guy, named Paul, who kept adding fuel to the fire. Yet he was not banned. Me, I just say what I need to say and that's it. I keep my comments simple and to the point. If people call me names, or don't like what I say, then that is on them. Not me.

The thing is, I know what it's like to be unfairly bullied by the moderator of a forum. Not that I am saying the mod of this group was bullying anybody! He's a good man. I still consider him a friend. But I have been treated unfairly once by a mod that was a bully. Back on the Switchboard, which was started by someone named Vicki, the fans would have fun ogling pictures of the INXS band members. This forum was meant to be a continuation of the former INXS Fan Forum. I used to join in the ogling, mostly to fit in with the crowd, as I always did on the Fan Forum. When the Switchboard first started, it was DonnaG who referred me to that forum. Back then, we got along OK. Vicki would sometimes talk to me, but I got the feeling that if I hadn't been friends with DonnaG back then, Vicki would never have liked me at all, nor spoken to me. She just struck me as being that kind of a person. My instincts are usually impeccable about things like that. I can go into an online forum, look at a few posts and immediately tell who is going to like me and who isn't. 90% of the time, I am usually right. And something about Vicki just sent so many red flags off in my head. But I was polite and kind to her anyways, just out of respect for her forum.

Well, after I had cooled off the "friendship" with DonnaG (IF you want to call it that), I began to notice a change in Vicki's behavior. And my problems with DonnaG had NOTHING to do with Vicki. I stopped the friendship with DonnaG for various reasons, but none of them had anything to do with Vicki. Well, shortly after I announced on my MSN blog that I no longer liked DonnaG, the delusional fans forum went up, run by Catsredrum and Netrage. They poked fun at a few fans, but most of their attention was centered around me. I got the feeling from the start that they were doing what they were doing just because I was no longer friends with DonnaG, mostly because the only person they didn't make fun of was DonnaG, and DonnaG is the most delusional fan I know. She used to kiss Jon Farriss in the mouth, and her primary goal was to get Jon to leave Kerry and marry her instead. It was actually me who told her it'll never happen. I mean, I never had the desire to get Tim to leave his family and marry me. No way! I never even kissed Timmy. I didn't want to. In my opinion, that is invading his space.

Well, on their forum, Catsredrum and all her stupid friends took things I said and twisted them to imply their own meanings. They were saying that I said things I never said, basically putting words in my mouth. They were actually saying that I tried to get into Tim's pants when we had a photo op in Seattle, and I never did that! I never even touched him below the waist. I never even kissed him. I never even asked to kiss him. I only asked him if he would let me have a picture taken with him and he graciously obliged. Once the picture was over, I thanked him and we parted ways. But his voice, when he called me "sweetheart" will always stick with me! hehehe! I won't deny that I enjoyed that! I also don't deny that I do fantasize about having a one-night stand with Tim, but I would never actually do it. Just a fantasy to me. Unlike DonnaG, who expected Jon to leave his wife (then girlfriend) and marry her instead. She probably denies that now to try and not make herself look so bad, but when we were in LA together, that's all she talked about.

My hunches about DonnaG being the mastermind behind the delusional fans forum was confirmed when one night Katrina (MY best friend) went in the forum and discovered a picture of me and Garry was posted in there, and the name on the album the picture came from was Donna Gallagher. She showed that to me and I was floored! For one reason because Donna herself is a delusional fan. What's she doing making up a forum to poke fun of less delusional fans than she is? The picture was posted by a poltroon who calls herself "incognito", who could have actually been DonnaG, or it could have been Vicki too. I got an even greater hunch it was the latter when I suddenly saw Catsredrum and Netrage in the Switchboard. The one forum where fans love to come in and talk freely about how much they love the men of INXS. Catsredrum and Netrage, being the way they were on their forum, did not belong on the Switchboard. That's like putting sharks in the same tank with guppies. Vicki admitted to inviting them there because she said they were friends of her's. But that was not really the reason she invited them to the Switchboard. The day before they arrived there, I had written on my MSN blog that I hope they never join the Switchboard. But I said that for the good of all concerned. Vicki invited them there, not because she thought they could fit in, or learn anything. She invited them there just to spite me for what I wrote, and I knew that. Catsredrum's first post on the forum confirmed this instinct was correct. I got angry anyways, because I thought Catsredrum and Natrage were there to make fun of everybody, like they did on their own forum. I warned everyone there to beware of those two.

Well, after I wrote a warning post to everyone on the Switchboard, Vicki sent me a very angry, and very threatening PM. Basically she was bullying me into accepting Catsredrum and Netrage. She said she would banish me if I ever "started anymore negativity with them". I wasn't going to accept those two just because Vicki wants me to, I was not even going to pretend to like them when I don't. So, I banished myself from the forum. I said screw Vicki! I'll just banish myself. But I felt sorry for the people who stayed there with those two! Or those three!

Well, that's one of the reasons I don't go into forums anymore. I don't like being controlled. Incidentally, that's why I am so grateful I don't live with Patti anymore. But one of my Facebook friends put it so eloquently, if I was meant to be controlled, I would have come with a joystick. Vicki disappeared from the Switchboard shortly after she invited Catsredrum and Netrage. Strangely enough, when Vicki disappeared from the Switchboard, incognito disappeared from the delusional fans forum. Before she left, she admitted she doesn't like delusional fans. So, she really did not like DonnaG. Even though she said to her face she is "beyond awesome". Also, I would say Vicki does not like herself. She had this huge tattoo on her arm of all the men of INXS. Only obsessed, delusional people have pictures of other people tattooed on their body!

Well, I made two big mistakes on the Switchboard. One was I let Vicki's stupidity get to me. I should never have yelled at Catsredrum and Netrage, because the only reason Vicki invited them to the Switchboard was to get a reaction out of me. I shouldn't have given it to her, and now I know that. I should have known it then. The other mistake I made was in trying to fit in. I should have just been myself. But if I had done that, Vicki still would have been set to banish me for "being negative". That is why I prefer blogs over forums. I can say whatever I want on here, I can be as negative as I want to, or as positive as I want. People have tried to shut me up on here, but I just give them a big "F- you!" and do what I've always done on this blog. If people foreword this blog to others because I talk about them, let them do it! It won't shut me up. Hey, more views, more money, that's how I see it! LOL!

Sunday, April 20, 2014

INXS Thinking About Touring Again

Well good! I am so glad that INXS is thinking about more tours. I do hope they come back to this country. They haven't since 2011, and then I had to move to Bozeman. I remember I even went so far as to purchase tickets, and had an awesome seat assigned to me. I thought I was not going to have to move to Montana until August of that year. But my sis wanted to move in June, so I wound up missing the concert. That made me mad! All I can hope now is that INXS will be touring the USA and we will both be in the same city at the same time. Or at least the same state. I miss these guys. Even Kirk, and I never thought I would say that in a million years. I still have not forgotten the way he snubbed me when I met them in Portland. In a sense, so did Tim. But it was so hot, and I had on so much hairspray, I didn't blame him for not wanting to stand and talk to me. I didn't even want to stand near myself that day with all that hairspray on. Why should I expect Tim to feel any different?

Well, apparently the miniseries, Never Tear Us Apart, breathed new life into INXS's popularity. I haven't seen the show yet, I don't think it's been aired in the USA yet. Now, Richard Lowenstein has announced on his Facebook page that he will be working on a movie of his own about INXS. I told Mr. Lowenstein I cannot wait to see his version. He and I sort of became buddies after that. He likes my spunk! I told him I heard of 3 different directors who want to create their own INXS movie, and I told him I will be watching ALL of them if possible. I want to do a little comparison watching. See which version I like best of all. Some fans said they would only watch Mr. Lowenstein's version, which is understandable. Richard Lowenstein is the one director that made most of the INXS videos throughout their career, and possibly is responsible for their popularity. But me, being the curious, and critical person I am, I want to see all creations of the INXS movie. Luke Arnold really resembled Michael and I would have fallen in love with him, had I seen the movie. But I haven't seen it yet so I don't know how well he portrayed Michael. I hope to see it someday and find out.

Well, this time if INXS does tour the USA again, I hope I am there to see it. I'll either be here or in OR. Not sure they can return to OR, and if they do, it'll probably be in Portland. Great!! Not that I believe Catsredrum or any of them will show up, I think after JD Fortune got dissed, they are no longer interested in INXS. I wouldn't think. But then I don't know. They always badmouthed Michael, saying he's just a dead guy. I don't think of Michael that way. It seems kinda disrespectful to me to say Michael is nothing but a dead singer. I think of Michael, and I think of all his accomplishments and the lovely sounds he brought into the world.

Speaking of which, Peaches Geldof passed away while I was visiting my sis back in Bozeman, and I said GOD is punishing Bob for being so hateful to Michael. Either that, or Michael is up there getting even with Bob Geldof for taking Lily away from him. I said RIP Peaches Geldof. She was 25 with a husband and child. She was also a model and an actress. But I still say Bob Geldof is being punished! I said that on Facebook too, and some of the weaker people who couldn't handle the truth deleted themselves from my friends list. I don't really care though. I still say Bob is being punished by GOD and Michael! I will always believe that. If I lose a few people who can't handle hearing that, then that is just too bad. That's what I believe, and I've never been known for giving up my beliefs for anyone. It's not like I'll miss those people, we probably hardly ever communicated to begin with anyways. And everyone who befriends me on Facebook knows I do not like Bob Geldoff!! I hate him forever for taking Lily away from Michael, which caused Michael to kill himself, which is why INXS is having problems now finding the perfect frontman for their band! Bob may love Lily, but the way he plotted to get her and keep her away from Michael, makes me mad!! I feel Michael's death was all his fault, and NO ONE can make me believe otherwise!

Actually, Peaches is the lucky one. She is up in Heaven with Michael. She's in a much better place with someone who loved her as his own. It is sad that her child will be growing up without it's mama. But I don't believe death is a totally bad thing. I used to think that when I was younger. But at my age, I see death as being just a step between this life and a new life. Like stepping on a curb between the road and the walkway.

Well, in other news, Minnie is doing fine. My sis and Minnie are still getting used to each other, but Minnie is such a good girl, she should get along fine with my sis and her friends. My sis told me she took Minnie to Yellowstone, and Livingston. Minnie loves car rides, so I am sure she had lots of fun. Roger is complaining though. Minnie does tend to bark at little noises, so we have to figure out a way that she will keep quiet, short of getting another dog to keep her company. Normally, I don't give a shit what Roger thinks, he's a lunatic anyways, and he's a dumbass. But I am afraid more people will complain about Minnie and get my sis kicked out of there, and she has nowhere else to go. But we are going to speak to the new landlord, and hopefully get this straightened out. I am going to expose Roger as a discredible person, who has been at war with my sister for years now. He is trying to make her move out, and we are not going to let that happen. The landlord should be made aware. She's new there, she has no idea of Roger's scheme to try and get my sister to move out. I could wait for the dirty dozen mob to foreword this blog to the new landlord, but they may not do it soon enough. So I am going to call there tomorrow. Minnie is my dog still, so if there is a problem with her, I should be the one to talk to the landlord about it.

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I was wrong when I said that a couple of my friends deleted themselves from my Facebook after I said Bob Geldof is being punished by GOD. It wasn't a couple of my friends, it was only one person. A woman named Julie Arsenault. And to tell you all the truth, I don't even have any idea who she was! LOL! She probably didn't know me when she asked to be added to my Facebook friends. She probably just saw I was an INXS fan and added me for the numbers. And yes, we never communicated with each other. So, Good riddance Julie!! Glad to be rid of one weak-minded individual from my friends! If others follow her, that would be great! I would rather keep friends on Facebook who know they may not like everything I'm going to say, and allow me to say it anyways, than to keep so-called "friends" like Julie and have to watch what I say every time in front of them. I don't like people like that.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

A Telescope and a Nosy Dumbass

Well I am back in Bozeman for a visit. My sis lost Odessa a few weeks ago, and I could not stand to think of her all alone in this little apartment with no company. I felt bad for her so I made a huge decision. Though it is breaking my heart, I have decided to let my Minnie-Muu come and stay with my sister for the rest of her days. Minnie is an active dog and my sis is an active person, so they should get along fine together. Minnie is a healthy, bouncy girl and I'm sure she has a lot of good years left in her. She should last my sis for another 6-7 years at least. She's a dog that my sis can put a harness and leash on and go for a good walk with, instead of having to put her in a buggy and walk that way.

Well anyways, I am also here with my ma, and we are going to have some fun with my sis. As my ma and I were driving in, I was looking up at my sis' window, and I happened to look over at her neighbor's window. My sis' neighbor is Roger Melvin, and he's a dumbass. He's the guy who is not happy unless he is bitching about something or someone. Well when I looked at his window I noticed he has a telescope positioned in his window. My sis said to me "You know what he does with that thing?" I answered "Spies on people?" my sis responded "You got it!" I told her I don't doubt it! That nosy-body was born to snoop. My sis told me he takes pictures of people with that telescope. He probably also uses it to snoop on people across the street in their own homes. I would not put it past him.

Yesterday when my sis and I went shopping, I saw that thing in Roger's window and I said to my sis while we were standing out there that we should really give him something to take a picture of. If he had been at his telescope at that moment, I was going to have both of us stand there and flip him off with both hands, let him take a picture of that! LOL! Or both of us stick our tongues out at him. hehehe! Either way, I was going to mock him having that thing to spy on people.

My ma is also here and she told me not to say or do anything to these people because I am here as a guest. I reluctantly said OK. But it's going to be hard! Especially in the case of Andy. If he comes near me, and he stinks as bad as he did on my last day here, it's going to take a lot of restraint not to say something that will embarrass him! Or if he growls at me or my ma, it's going to be hard not to make fun of him. I told my ma it's going to be difficult if Andy acts like an animal not to treat him like one.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

RIP Odessa

Well, it happened, and I am sad about it now. Odessa was my sister's dog, a long coated chihuahua, though most people who saw her thought she was a pomeranian. I loved Odessa as much as my sis did, because we used to live together, and she is my Vegas' mother. When my sis came back from her trip to Great Falls, Odessa got gravely ill. She was having trouble breathing. so my sis took her to the vet immediately. The vet gave her some diuretics, because she had a large amount of fluid in her lungs, and some pills because Odessa had an enlarged heart. The heart meds would have been something that Odessa would have to have been on for the rest of her life. My sis told me Odessa was not eating, but drinking a lot. That was when I got a bad feeling. But I kept positive for my sis, but I also remembered how that was what Groucho's last day was like. So, deep inside, I knew Odessa was not going to make it. My sis wanted to do everything she could though to keep Odessa going.

I kept thinking that perhaps Odessa had been bitten by a tick, they have some nasty-ass ticks in Great Falls. They have ticks that cause rocky mountain spotted fever. I keep wondering if Odessa may have been bitten by a tick there. Or maybe even a bad flea. Montana has rodents that carries the plague too. Something was different about this trip. Odessa had been on many trips before, and nothing ever happened to her. She spends one weekend in Great Falls and all of a sudden, she gets gravely ill. I don't understand why! Something happened on this trip that had a negative effect on Odessa. Someone may have even poisoned her. But my sis said Odessa never puked, and did not get as lethargic as Groucho was. On her last day, Odessa was still very responsive, and even barking. She died early in the morning, on my sis' bed while she was in the kitchen getting a drink. I'm sad. I never even got to say goodbye to her. I wanted Odessa to leave this world with the peace of mind that her baby is still with me, and very well loved.

Well, at least Odessa is out of pain, and no longer blind. The night before she died, I was thinking about her, and I started to cry. I cannot explain it. I think I just knew deep down inside that Odessa was going to die. But I kept telling myself "No! She's going to be OK." But inside, I think I knew she was going to die. I just never suspected that it would be that soon. And I didn't expect her to die on my sis' bed. I kinda expected that my sis would have to have her put to sleep. That would have been better for Odessa. But I know how my sis felt. She wanted to try and save her. Putting any pet to sleep is not an easy choice to make, but we do it because we don't want to see our baby suffer. It was hard for me to have Groucho put to sleep. I so badly wanted her to come home. But at the same time, I knew it was the better thing to do for her. My sis was going to do the same with Odessa if she hadn't recovered. There comes a time though when we have to say "I can't do anything else for this dog. I have to let her go." It's never easy, but it becomes necessary sometimes. And I would have preferred Odessa had been put to sleep instead of suffering with breathing problems all last week. But I am not mad at my sis, because I know how hard it really is to make that choice. Especially since Odessa was her best friend. My sis doesn't have another dog to lean back on. It may be a while before she does get another one, but I told her a rescue may be the cheapest and easiest way to go.

I feel bad for my sis, because I know how much she loved Odessa. And when I called her on Friday, just a couple days ago, she was telling me she cannot even stand to look at Odessa now. And I knew that was bad. But she felt that way because Odessa is just not the same dog she was when she left for Great Falls last week. She was no longer licking her, eating, active. Odessa has this thing where if she is excited, she twirls in a circle, which is so cute. My sis said she's no longer doing that. And after this, I bet Kim Hedges, Andy DiStinky and Roger Melvin are all having a good laugh over Odessa's death. I remember when Andy lost Angus, I felt bad because Angus was gone. Karen demanded I feel bad for Andy. But I couldn't. For one thing, I hate that idiot. Another thing, I don't believe Andy loved Angus. Andy doesn't love his dogs at all. He tries to run over them with his car. He took them out to the dog park and left them there all day so they wouldn't be under his feet. He once locked Lou (a westie) in his apartment overnight, with no food, water and no way to go to the bathroom. He didn't care. It wasn't until he was yelled at by several residents in that building that he decided to get Karen to take care of his dogs when he wasn't around. But I feel confident in saying he would never have thought of that had he not been yelled at!

Well, I was worried about my sis last night and so I called her. She was staying with a friend of her's last night. When she told me that, I felt better. Because I did not think she should be alone last night. She needs time to adjust to life without Odessa. It took me a year to get used to the fact that Groucho is gone. Some people take less time to get over the loss of a pet. Maybe my sis will be better in a couple months. Who knows. I suffer from depression, she doesn't. I remember after I lost Groucho, the dirty dozen were telling me to get over it, especially Rhonda (the Watcher) was basically telling me I had no right to mourn Groucho for so long. Rhonda Booth is the biggest dumbass whacko on all the internet. And she's a coward. NEVER let anyone dictate how long you should grieve over your pet. Some people take months to heal, some people take a few weeks. I know of one person who said her mother lost her dachshund and grieved for over 20 years. That was back when I was in high school. But I kinda wonder if her mother is still grieving over the loss of her dog. But it goes to show, some people never recover over the loss of a pet. But my sis is strong. I know she will eventually want another pet. But the choice is for her to make. No one else. When she is ready for a pet, she will know it.

In another note, I also heard Fred Phelps passed away. He was the founder of the WBC. I don't even like calling the gathering he created a "church". I also heard that his own church estranged him before he died. And Steve Drain said "I don't know what that means" when a group of protesters held up a sign that said "We're sorry for your loss". LOL!! What a dumbass!! Well, I like to think Fred Phelps has seen his judgement day, and was told by GOD "You are not eligible to enter this gate" and turned him away. So now, Fred Phelps is now in Hell where all his bigoted kind belongs. I hope he burns, suffers and fries up to his eyeballs!!

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

New Roommie, Old Roommie

Well, it's been 2 months since I moved in with Donna. I still say she is a very sweet person, and kind and considerate. She is still a LOT better than Patti. Patti is a low-class, dog-pound-bound, hateful brat compared to Donna. Really, there just isn't enough words in the english language to describe how much better Donna is than Patti. There is simply no contest! There couldn't possibly be a worse roommate than Patti! Look at all the shit I endured during my 4 day stay with Patti. I was poisoned, bullied, teased, harassed, had my freedom taken away, Patti would have tried to control me if I had let her. And Patti's way of teasing was not even cute. It was like how a bully teases the shyest kid in the school. But Donna is so much better. Donna does none of that. I haven't yet been poisoned!! I don't know what Patti did, but she did something, because my third night there, I got sicker than I'd ever been in my life. And Patti was complaining because I had to use the bathroom a lot. I was so sick, the toilet got clogged that night, and I asked Patti for the plunger. Well, instead of telling me where the plunger was, Patti fussed, and kept repeating how she had lived in that house for 10 years and that toilet never had a problem.

I kept asking Patti where the plunger was, and she didn't tell me. She just told me to go back in the bathroom and look for it. So I had to look. I looked for it before I asked Patti where it was, and I did not see it in the bathroom, and I knew it couldn't have just walked in there while I was in the kitchen talking to Patti. Patti was especially bitchy that night, that was the night after we had gone shopping and I spent $40 on groceries for her because she had no money and I felt sorry for her. One would think she would have treated me nicely then. But no, she was mad probably because I did not buy this $15 bottle of booze she wanted so bad. It wasn't until I went out there a second time to ask Patti where the plunger was that she eventually told me. She still fussed because she heard me using the bathroom brush to clean the seat of the toilet. She thought I used the brush as a plunger. She kept on that subject for about 5 to 10 minutes. I just kept asking her "Where is the plunger?" Then she started accusing me of flushing things into the toilet that I wasn't supposed to (and knew better not to). I should have made her feel guilty by saying if I had used the brush as a plunger, it'd be all her own fault because she wouldn't tell me where the plunger was! I said to her "I'm gonna ask you one more time; Where is the plunger?" Patti turned her head to avoid looking me in the eyes and finally told me where the plunger was. I said "Thank you!" and went to get it and fixed the problem in the toilet.

Donna is nothing like that. I asked Donna for the plunger one night, and she just gave it to me. She didn't fuss, she didn't accuse me of flushing something I wasn't supposed to, she didn't even question why I needed it. She just handed it to me and asked me if I need any help. I told her no, I had it all under control, and she was fine with that. When I was done with it, I just gave it back to her and I haven't needed it since. But that alone proves how much better Donna is than Patti. I was thanking GOD for helping me find Donna, and getting me out of Patti's house! Actually it wasn't Patti's house. It was her brother's. But her brother is as loony as she is! He never even asked to hear my side of the story about why Patti had such a problem with me. So she could have told him anything and he'd believe it, even if it was not the truth, which I am sure most of it wasn't. But that's OK! As long as it got me out of there and away from Patti, I don't care what she told him.

Actually, if Patti wasn't living in that house with me, I would have loved it there! I could have done some cute things with that house. It had a separate area upstairs I could have stayed, and gave the downstairs to ma. The kitchen was huge! The living room was big, and had built-in shelves I could have put my knick-knacks on. There was plenty of room for a big fishtank in that living room! I could get some nice furniture and put in there. The only thing wrong with the house, was Patti. My first night there Patti kinda jokingly said to me that one of us should win the lottery and buy that house and let the other one rent a room in it. The thing is, if I had won the lottery, I would have bought that house and kicked Patti's butt out! I wouldn't have even given her 24 hours to get out. I would have told her she has 30 minutes to pack what she could, including her mangy cats and dog, and leave the property. And if I'd seen her after that 30 minutes, she would be shot through the head as a trespasser. That would have been doing the world a big favor! That is how much I loathed Patti after staying with her for 4 days. I couldn't wait to get out of there. Wild horses couldn't get me away from her fast enough! But I don't feel any of that with Donna.

Donna and I have a lot in common. We both love animals. We enjoy puzzles and card games. She likes doing yard work, and I used to. Until I developed a fear of spiders. I like gardening though and so does Donna. We both have had several different breeds of dogs, and we both hate show breeders! LOL! Donna said that show breeders are just a different kind of people. Not like the average. Now, I have met some very lovely show breeders, but they are very few and very far between. And I am not even talking about cat breeders. Shoot! They're worse than a lot of dog breeders I've met!! Dog show breeders are bad enough! After my experience with John Cippolina, Bischi, Rio Bellon, and some non-chihuahua show breeders, I don't like show breeders at all now. Made me not want to breed to show. And I said if I can't breed for show, I won't breed at all. So both my dogs are spayed/neutered now. I don't want to breed dogs now, besides that I don't have time to.

I hated how when John C. and I were having some problems, all his stupid, show-breeder friends were saying he was right and I was wrong. Looking back on it, I don't think either one of us was right. I mean, I didn't need to fill out that survey that made John so angry. But I did it for fun. I forgot show breeders don't like to have fun. But at the same time, John had no business getting so very angry at me like he did. I found that to be almost hysterical though. About a couple years before, a group of show breeders said that I got incessantly angry over little things. Well, I was in my 20s then. I have yet to meet any 20-something year old that doesn't get incessantly angry over little things. But John was in his 60s. He should have known better. But you can tell a lot about a person by how they act in anger. Especially someone as old as John C. His actions told me he is someone I would not like associating with at all. And if he does come near me, grab a baseball bat and don't stop swinging!! I get angry myself sometimes. I'd be lying if I said I didn't. But I am still younger than John C, and I've learned to control it very well. I admit it took me long enough to learn how to control it, but I learned. That is the important thing. I even kept my cool when John and all his dumb friends were attacking me like a group of sharks.

But show breeders are not like I am. They're like children who've never had a childhood. They take everything too seriously, they don't have fun for nothing, sometimes I wonder if most of the people who grew up to become show breeders have had some severe human-related traumas in their life. That's very possible. Like maybe John C. had a stepmother who molested him as a child, or maybe a father who did not spend any time with him at all and just rejected him. Or, it could have been the opposite case, maybe his mama suckled him for too long that it went to his head, or his daddy maybe let him sleep in the bed with him for too long. I don't know. Who knows what goes on in the mind of show breeders. Like Donna said, they are a different kind of people. I've only seen show breeders make friends with no one else but other show breeders. They don't make friends with simple pet owners like me. Maybe they might have a friend or two that fosters pets, but that's it. And I doubt any of them has any friends that don't own any animals at all. That is why I would make a lousy show breeder. I'm a fair person, I love to have fun, I don't reject a potential friend just because I don't agree with their lifestyle, and I don't hate anyone. Even someone I don't like, I still manage to keep my cool with them. I kept my cool with Patti, even after she said I was being kicked out. But then again, that was a happy announcement. Not maddening. What would have pissed me off is if I'd had to stay there with her any longer!

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Cutting Videos, Phase 2

OK, I cut out some of my videos. I didn't realize I had so many videos that were responses to trolls and haters! I looked on my video page, and I noticed I now have less than 130 videos. So, I must have cut out almost 20 videos!! I even had to get rid of the Ogre Rants videos, and the video response I made to Hobofart! UGH!! And those were some of my most favorite response videos. Not just that, but I liked reading other peoples' responses to those videos. Many of them were people who, themselves, had been victimized by the fart. He mostly seems to target juggalos. But apparently he doesn't take well to INXSaries either. He's still out there, still targeting me. Any time I see someone talking about my boobs, (or tits in his language), I always assume it's him. The latest was a couple weeks ago someone got on my Fat People Sucks video response and it sounded like him, so I said "Hello Hobofart. Took you long enough to find this place again!" Unfortunately I had to take that video down as well. That was the one video I put up that I said I was going to accept ALL comments on, good or bad. And I was loyal to my word. I was threatened, harassed, called every name in the book, and hounded on that video by bigots. But I stayed cool and still accepted every comment.

One of the biggest things I always got was that people assumed I eat a ton of food (even cannibalize other people) just because I am fat. I love how people who have never been fat before always assume every fat person eats every meal at McDonald's or something like that. Not every person who is fat eats even one meal at McDonald's. I never eat at McD's. I cannot afford to! I do all my eating at home. You know, Supersize Me was a good movie, and Katrina and I both saw it and thought it was funny. But sometimes I wish it had never been made. All it seemed to do is create more misconceptions about people who are fat. Like all fat people are such because they eat 3 times a day, every day, at McDonald's. Or that all fat people are only out to sue companies like McDonald's for "making them fat". And my all-time favorite: Fat people are raising the costs of medical care. HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! Too funny!

As far as I know, cannibals only inhabit some parts of the Amazon, the Dominican republic, and the islands of Java and New Guinea. I am not from either of those places, and have no desire to eat a person, even if I was. I don't make enough money to be able to eat every meal at McDonald's every single day. Besides I enjoy cooking. So I would rather take my meals at home. I am not one of those sue-happy nudniks who blame the very rare occasions I do go out to eat for me being fat, nor do I want to sue the restaurant I visit for me being fat. Going out to eat is my own choice and I am old and mature enough to realize that. I am also old and mature enough to know that it is not the fault of the restaurant that I am fat, and I don't need the help of some skinny bigot to tell me that. For that matter, I also recall someone calling 911 because Burger King made her burger the wrong way, and that person was not fat.

My favorite has always been that fat people are raising the cost of medical care. This line ALWAYS makes me laugh!! Now, thin people are using that as a scapegoat to hate on fat people. And I truly believe that's all it is is a scapegoat. I don't believe it is the only reason they hate fat people. But every bigot uses that now that it has been mentioned on Supersize Me. There have been bigots against fat people for as long as I can remember. LONG before the so-called 'medical cost crisis'. And there ain't a single person on the planet that can ever make me believe that kids/teenagers make fun of fat people just because they are concerned about the costs of medical insurance. Nor can anyone get me to believe that people hate fat people because they are concerned about our health. I actually have much more respect for the punk who says "Your looks disgust me" than I do for some idiotic jerk that says to me "I hate fat people because they are raising the cost of my medical insurance!" You know that is untrue! They know that is untrue! And any fat person with an ounce of brains knows that's not true! There are just as many other factors in the rising medical costs. How about smokers? Drinkers? Drug-addicts? Alcoholics? Then there is one that no one ever thinks about, how about simple technology? Yes, those lasers now being used for surgery cost more money. That gets passed on to the patient. That's all that I believe is the cause of this increase in medical insurance costs. Nothing but simple technology, inflation, and know-how. Yet, because it was mentioned on Supersize Me, all the bigots believe it to be true. Any kind of bigot is ignorant, that's what makes them bigots.

I hate bigots of all kinds, no matter what they are bigoted against. But I think they are there because humans are just imperfect. Humans have to hate something, and right now, being bigoted against fat people is the last acceptable prejudice. But it's still bigoted. But hey, if I can hate panthers, then I guess it's acceptable for other people to hate fat people. And let me tell you, the way people talk about me because I am fat is really no different than the way I talk about panthers of all kinds. So, not a total loss. lol! Society seems bound and determined to force panthers on me. Like this commercial for Cadbury Creme eggs. It's set up like some kind of competition. The commercial is OLD!!! I remember when it first ran on TV Land back in 2000, there used to be lots of animals. I remember there was a pig and a hound dog, and a llama. Now, they have cut and edited it, and like everything else cut and edited, the commercial SUCKS!!!!!!! Now, all they show on that commercial is this stupid lion and a dumb cat. Almost as if the person who edited the commercial wants to put it in everyone's face that lions and cats are related. But the llama is still in the commercial and still cute!

The problem I have with movies, TV shows, and commercials glorifying panthers, especially putting them in the same light as house cats, is people are now beginning to believe that things like lions and tigers are nothing but big house cats, and that is not true, and can lead to bad trouble. I remember on my ED page, which someone else wrote, they said that some kind of conversation was had with me (which I do not remember, but they somehow remember it so....) saying that a panther would make a better pet than a dog. They called it "a lulzy conversation". I said "No, that was not a 'lulzy conversation'. That's something that you truly believe." Judging by the actions of other panther fanatics, I really think they truly believe the bullshit they are spewing about panthers making better pets than dogs. I'd challenge them to keep a dog in their home for a year, and a panther for the next year. See exactly which one they can cuddle with each night, which one they can feed without having their arm bitten off, and which one they can put on their living room floor with a rambunctious child. And when I say panther, I am not talking about any house cat. I'm talking about the big, ugly, obnoxious, flabby-bellied, cat-like animals I call panthers. What do you think will happen after that year with a panther? The fanatics would probably be eaten before the year is up if they try to keep a panther like you could a dog. But I'll tell you, like Nick Crews said, nothing would be funnier than seeing a panther fanatic get killed and eaten by some kind of panther. See if they still stand by panthers after that. LOL!

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Video Removal

I usually hate doing this, but I am thinking of removing some of my videos from YouTube. The reason is because I have been spending the last 2 years trying very hard to learn to ignore negative people, and the videos I have in mind to remove are video responses I made to negative people. I accept all comments now, but I only respond to people who are not negative, and I only block people now who are so hateful that I feel they belong in prison rather than on YouTube. Those are not just negative commenters or people I just disagree with, they are the true haters and bigots. I still won't respond to them, I've even gotten to a point now where I don't even talk about those kind of people here in my blog, because I do not want them to have any more publicity than they deserve.

One video where I get the most haters, I never even stopped accepting negative comments on, because it was one video that, before I had it put up on YouTube, I promised myself that I was never going to reject any comment made on that video, no matter how hateful or nasty it sounded. But I still block haters and bigots. And yes, I've even gotten threats. I just block them and take their threats with a grain of salt. I can afford to now. Besides, what are they really going to do to me? LOL! They don't know where I am. I have mentioned here I am in Reno, but no one really knows where. And they never will, not as long as I am here. Reno is a big town, lots of outlining towns too. The only people who know where I am are family members and they are the only ones who need to know right now.

But yes, as part of this new regime I have of ignoring trolls and haters, I am taking down these videos. They will no longer be available after tonight.

I am going tonight to a cake decorating class, something I've always wanted to do again. Actually this will be the second time I've taken cake decorating. The first time was when I was 12 years old, and 150 pounds lighter. LOL! I remember back then, I made a nearly perfect likeness of Charlie Chaplin on a cake, and I took it home to show my father. But when we got home, and opened the door to our Volkswagon bus and I was getting out, wouldn't you know it, the cake fell and splatted face-down on the ground! UGH! I was so mad!! I never did get to show it to my father! Well, I am hoping to learn more here. Maybe I will advance to creating flowers and stuff. That would be awesome!

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Study Of Genealogy

I have always been interested in genealogy. I remember when I was a kid, I would meet someone and they'd give me their last name, say it was Smith, and I would be analyzing it, saying "Oh that's Scottish, isn't it?!" And then I would get excited because I learned a new thing. One thing that has amazed me in my ma working on our family genealogy, that up until about 200 years ago, my ma's family was all royalty. Funny that, I always felt like royalty! There is even a line that links my family with the current Queen of England! I see that, and I think, "My goodness! If only we hadn't come to this country, I could be queen very soon!" Wouldn't that be fun?! LOL!! But the line was broken when my ancestors came to this country back in the 1800s. Dammit!

We have lots of British and European royalty in my background, more than I would have ever imagined. More than half was English/French royalty. Sheesh!! And I always said the French are assholes. lol! Can't say that no more. Well, I can when it comes to me, I am something of an asshole. At least I know it. My ancestors are not confined to England and France though. There's a lot of Scottish, Irish, Welsh, German, Ukrainian, Danish, Russian, Hungarian, and Swedish lineage too. It is the Scandinavian lines that seem to interest me the most. I always knew we had some Scandinavian in our background, because my ma and I were both born with blond hair, which turned dark later on. That's a characteristic that only occurs in Scandinavians and Germans. I learned that long ago, so I knew there had to be a link to our background and Scandinavian lineage. I think that is why this part of my heritage interests me the most. We have not only Germans in our line, but also Danish, Swedish and Dutch. Which is cool! That is what gave me and my ma the light hair we were both born with, which later turned dark. Though mine is now a peppery color.

I believed it, but my sis didn't, because she wasn't born with blond hair like my ma and I were. Well, my sis takes after my father. She has his hair and he is Hispanic. Dammit I miss my pa! I love being here with my ma, but I miss my father like everything! I do hope I get to see him when he is on his way back to Washington state. I know he said he was going to stop in Bozeman to see my sis. I hope he stops here too. This place is more fun than Bozeman. Reno has everything. Bozeman has nothing. But my sis seems to be getting along there. She's even spoken to this one woman that I could not stand. Helga! I hated that woman when I lived in Bozeman. Well, she acted like she owned the complex. And she hated animals. She used to gripe about our dogs. Now, she apparently has developed some kind of interest in Odessa.

I heard Roger has become as bad as Andy. Now, he gets on everyone's case. I used to like Roger, but after the stories that I've been hearing from my sis, he seems to have gone completely crazy! Not that he wasn't loony before, but he was not as bad back then as he is now. So now, Roger is the one who thinks he owns the place. And I do hope the dirty dozen mob forwards this post to the people at that complex in Bozeman, but I still laugh at Roger! LOL! Roger apparently thought somewhere back in this blog, that I said I loved him. I know he is not educated enough to know there is more than one kind of love. When I said I had enough love and respect to tell Roger the truth, he thought I meant that I loved him like a woman loves a man. LOL! That is what I think is funny. I actually meant it more in a biblical sense, like you are supposed to love your neighbor.

I don't like Roger like that! LOL! Can you imagine me with Roger as a boyfriend??? Roger is the kind of person who is not happy unless he is bitching about something. He is worse than me! He bitches about the sun coming up, he bitches about the moon being round, he bitches when the pavement is too hard for him, he bitches because his underwear is the wrong color, he bitches because the person walking in front of him is swaying their hair and he is not. I don't even want him as a friend, much less a boyfriend!! My sis has a friend there that she describes as being wonderful, and she sounds great! But she said that this friend says Roger gets on her case too. That does not surprise me at all. Apparently now he is there getting on everyone's case. No one likes him anymore. My sis even told me about Roger removing the billiard balls from the pool room, so no one can play pool after a certain time. Roger's apartment is a LONG way from the pool room, there is no way people playing pool there can possibly bother him! If Roger were my boyfriend, the relationship would never last! Because he would be bitching and bullshitting around, and acting like an asshole to other people I care about, and I would have to smack him shitless! I wouldn't be able to tolerate those antics for very long, and I am not a violent person.

Well, Roger has been doing shit to my sis (he's lucky I am no longer there), he got especially rigid with her after writing that message to me that I did not accept on my video. I had no idea Roger was such a big fan of Justin Bieber! LOL! Well, Karen told me not to tell my sis that it was Roger who wrote that comment, but at that time, my sis had been having so many problems with him, I thought it was only proper to tell her. Sorry Karen. Roger was doing all that shit trying to make my sis move. Well, thank GOD his strategy did not work. My sis said she will move when she is good and ready and not before. Now, I hope she stays there forever, just because I know her being there pisses Roger off so much! LOL! My sis aught to play Justin Bieber tunes really loud just for Roger. hehehe!

Well, so far, no one in that building has come forth in an attempt to sue me for what I wrote in this blog about them. I knew they wouldn't! Because I have my free speech rights, I know that and they know that, even mcgillicutty knows that, and she is the one who most likely told the people in Bozeman about this blog. I know, especially after I figured out who mcgillicutty really is; Sara Weiler. The teenager who was jealous because my Vegas is much cuter, and smarter, than any of her dogs. Well, the person who faxed the blog to the office told them to give copies to everyone there that was mentioned in this blog, and that sounds like something Sara would have said. Or something she would have wanted to have done. But unfortunately for her, I was already on my way out of there at that time. She would also want to see me sued. I am not afraid of being sued, because I know they cannot do anything! I watch enough of court on TV to know NO ONE has EVER won in a lawsuit claiming slander. That's because there is a fine line between slander and freedom of speech, and I never cross that line. Shoot, I get people calling me all kinds of names, I never threaten to sue them. I get slandered all the time too, I never threaten to sue. One has the option to ignore and move on, and that is what I do. Or sometimes I toy around with people if I am in the mood. But really, lawsuits are for wussies. Only the weakest individuals threaten to sue people over things written online. Sara has threatened to sue me before, and back then the internet was still rather new, and I called someone to make sure if she can do that or not, and they said most likely not. Because I did not threaten her or cause physical harm to her. But as far as informing the people in Bozeman about this blog, I have no regrets. I thank GOD for all that. I just wish I had stayed there longer, especially since I could have made fun of Andy's body odor every time he talked shit about me or my sis. As for Sara, I would do all that pissed her off all over again if I had the chance. I would not change anything or hold anything back. The only difference now would be Sara would have made that so much easier to do, knowing how she is. hehehe!

I am such that even if the WBC were to put on their website that I am going to Hell, I still would not sue, because that is just their beliefs. It doesn't mean that it is so. All my friends think I am wonderful, and so does my family. And to me, that is all that matters. I couldn't care less what strangers think. So. go ahead and sue. Or try. In fact, call Judge Judy. I really like her! She tells it like it is! But knowing Sara the way I do, she would probably turn around and try to sue Judge Judy for saying something that would hurt her feelings. Judge Judy, knowing her the way I do, would most likely look Sara in the face and give her one of her famous sayings that I love the most; "Get over it!"

Speaking of funny sayings by Judge Judy, about 6 months ago, I heard a line from her that I concluded to be the funniest of them all, and I've heard them all coming from her! I still laugh thinking about that line to this day! And probably will forever! It was this case between this Italian man and a woman and the man was fidgeting because the judge hadn't gotten to his claim yet. Judge Judy told him to stop fidgeting, She said "I want you to just stand there like a mummy until I come to you!" LOL!!! The reason I laugh about that line is because I would swear I made it up myself back in 2008 on this very blog!! And it seemed like Judge Judy got it from me. I was then talking about this guy who Catsredrum, or one of her cronies, is always seen with. Well, every time someone from her forum mentioned they saw me at an INXS concert, and were sitting close to me, I always remember seeing this big, muscle-bound dude who always just stood there like a mummy. He never smiled, never spoke, never participated in head-banging to the music, he just stood there like a mummy. And that was how I described him in this blog. And I forgot about that until I saw that episode of Judge Judy and she used that phrase! LOL! Made me laugh because I would have swore she stole that line from me!

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Keyboard Warriors

Don't you just "love" these types. I call them keyboard warriors. They are people who act tough over the internet or over the phone, and in real life they are complete wussies. I'm not that stupid! I don't make threats over the internet. Like I said to this one viewer on YouTube, who calls himself Nick Crews, some people are all talk. TwiztidAsh is among these. She talks tough and makes big threats over the internet, but I would be willing to bet she's not as tough as she talks in real life. People who make threats over the internet usually aren't. I'm no fighter, not unless I have to be, but I don't make threats over the internet. And the only time I would ever hold up my fists and hit someone is if they are beating on someone I love. I usually don't care what someone does to me, but if they are harming someone, or something, close to my heart, I can be pretty aggressive. I don't threaten, I just act. I may be fat, but then so is a grizzly bear. A grizzly bear can run faster than a horse, and can be on top of a person swiftly and silently, and knock that person down to the ground. Now, I am not saying I can run faster than a horse, but like the mighty grizzly, I can seem clumsy and even docile one minute, and hell on earth the next minute.

When I say hell on earth, I don't mean over the internet. Over the internet you can't do anything. I'm talking face to face. When I was leaving Bozeman, and Andy (and his body odor) attacked me in the elevator, actually the worst thing was his body odor, lol. I didn't do anything to him as he was attacking. I didn't feel threatened. Like I said, the worst thing was his body odor. He did try to grab my arm and I slapped his hand away and told him not to touch me. He didn't do anything then, he just walked out of the elevator and charged back in again. I still did not feel threatened. I just held my nose until the door closed. LOL! But, if my sis or my dogs had been in that elevator, or I had been holding my Timmy pics, and Andy did something to any one of them, the whole story would have been much different. I probably would have gone to jail, because I would have tried to kill him. Shoot, if I'd had a gun with me at the time he attacked me, he'd be dead right now, because I would not have hesitated to use it. That is no threat. If I'd had a gun, and Andy would have left me alone, I would not have used it at all. I only would have used it on him if I had it and he charged at me. But as it was, the only thing bad about his attack on me was how much he stunk up the elevator. LOL! And you know months later, after I moved away from Bozeman, my sis said Andy still has that bad body odor! LOL!

Nick Crews is a new subscriber of mine, and dumb as a bucket of rocks! He doesn't even know what a panther is! LOL! He thinks a panther just means a black panther. He also says the info I know about lemurs I learned only from Google. What this little moron doesn't know is I've been studying lemurs for nearly 30 years. LONG before there was Google. But I let him have his little idiotic beliefs. This is another method I have of combating keyboard warriors, just let them have their beliefs. I don't try to correct them, I don't argue with them, I just play along with whatever they say. It's pointless to try and argue with them. That's one thing I learned over the years of being on YouTube. Now, last week I did something I know I should not have done. I spoke to a vegan. I usually don't speak to vegans unless they are in my circle of friends. Though sometimes I read from my vegan friends' friends just to see what they have to say, but not very often. He said I would benefit from a vegan diet, it clears the mind. I said to him no thanks. I've seen "clear" vegan minds, I'm not interested. I have enough problems keeping my mind sharp for writing. And vegan minds seem even more messed up than non-vegan minds. Well! Vegans are biased. To a vegan only another vegan is going to be good at anything, even though there are lots of very good, best-selling non-vegan authors out there. But I don't normally speak to vegans because once you respond to them, others will follow and start harassing you again, and I refuse to get into a debate with vegans because I eat meat. I'm not going to keep explaining myself to them because I don't feel the need to. I eat meat because I like it. I don't need any other reason for enjoying a nice steak or a chicken tender. Especially when I see vegans out there who own cats, the most carnivorous animal anyone can legally own.

Don't get me wrong, I don't hate kitty cats. I still have memories of this one I almost took home from the vet in Port Angeles. I still love Siamese cats. I also like hairless cats. Though I think Persians are a pain in the butt, I also think they are cute. There is this commercial on TV now for odorless cat litter and at the end of the commercial there is an exotic shorthair (a short-haired Persian) and I always say how cute I think that cat is. But I still have hatred for strays, who kill birds and small animals and have caused extinctions of wild animals in some areas. I don't want a pet cat personally, but I don't hate them anymore. That one at the vet really made me see, if I can think about that kitty the way I did, there's still some kitty-love there somewhere. Now, the only cat owners I question are the vegans, who are all cat owners. Seems only manly vegans own dogs, and no vegans own rabbits.

Another keyboard warrior is someone I got on my fat people video about 3 or 4 years ago, and he calls himself smokeysmurf420420420, he's a marijuana addict. The funny thing about him is he called me names like "fat" and "ugly". Back then, he had no videos or pics up of himself, which is usually the case for people like that. Well, recently I found out he now has videos up of himself, that is how I found out he's a druggie. I saw his face, and boy!!! He is ugly himself! He's at least as ugly as I am. Maybe uglier. He looks like a child molester, and he's got yellow eyes too. UGH!! I wanted to post a picture of him on here, but for some reason, this computer won't let me. I will post soon enough. That's why now I laugh at people who say I am ugly, when they don't have any pics up of themselves. I always say those people had better look like a god themselves. Well, smokeysmurf is no Adonis! He's ugly as shit!
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UGH!! Tonight I found out Nick Crews is nothing but a damn kid!! And to think I was beginning to think he had some credibility. Admittedly not much, but maybe some. But no, he has no credibility at all because he is a damn kid!! Not even a teenager. I hate banning people from my channel. I've gotten to a point where I only ban people who act so hateful and mean that I think they belong more behind bars than on the internet. Nick was not like that at all. He was actually quite calm, and I guess as nice as one could expect from a panther-fag. I'd never seen him until tonight, and only then because I got bored. I don't get involved in other peoples' videos anymore. But I was a little PO'd when I found out I was dealing with a damn kid! He's lucky I'm not his mama! Well, obviously his own mama doesn't teach him any manners. That's the unfortunate thing about kids today. None of them have any good manners.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Roommate Made In Heaven

Well when I last blogged I spoke of my move to Reno, and I made it with no problems. Thank GOD! But as usual, the hard part of moving to any place is finding an apartment. I looked around town for several possibilities, but with my limited income, it was hard to find something I would be comfortable in. One little rental home I found I would have been happy in, and I could have fixed it up really cute, but the bathroom leaves much to be desired. The bathroom was small, and the bath tub was HUGE!!! It was so big and wide, it overlapped the toilet seat. So if I needed to use the toilet, I would have had to partially sit on the edge of the bathtub, and that would have been uncomfortable. You can probably tell I really enjoy my relaxation in the bathroom! I LOVE long showers! Or a bubble bath. And yes, I do enjoy my loo. hehe.

By about my 5th day here and not finding anything, I looked in the Nickel Saver ads. I found a few people looking for roommates. I said I would take moving in with another roommate if I had to, like I would have no other choice. But at the same time, I remembered how it was living with Patti. But also, I remembered that Patti was a lunatic. Not all roommates could possibly be like Patti! Well, I called the first roommate and she was a 77 year old woman named Donna, and she loves animals. I asked her if she allowed animals and she asked me what I have. I told her I have 2 small dogs, one a Chihuahua and the other a papillon. Well, Donna also has a Chihuahua that is 13 years old, and has congestive heart failure. But she was anxious to meet my dogs. I didn't take them at first because I thought she should get to know me as a person. THEN get to know the dogs.

Donna and I have a lot in common, she's a loner and so am I. Both of us have had our fair share of nightmarish roommates. I had one, and that was Patti. She was enough! Donna had one that was a schizophrenic and would sit and talk to herself in different voices. That is kinda scary, but I also lived with Patti and she would do almost the same thing. Well, Patti would sometimes start talking to herself, not really in different voices. More than anything, Patti was pushy, bossy and crazy. I mean crazier than I am. Donna is just the opposite of that. She is sweet, generous and kind, even though she is a loner, she is still a very sweet person, and I enjoy staying at her place. And she loves the dogs too. Patti said Minnie and Vegas were adorable, but I don't think she really liked them. She had a big-ass dog. Ugliest dang mutt you ever seen in your life!! Ugly, just like Patti was! And another thing that makes Donna better than Patti, Donna has had children, and has grandchildren. This alone, makes her a lot more patient and understanding than Patti was. Patti never had kids. More likely, Patti drank and drugged her way through her youth.

Now, I am not saying that having kids makes a person a better person. It depends on the parents. But Donna is such a nice person, I'd bet she was a wonderful mom to her children. The only bad thing she does is smoke, and when she does I can smell it throughout the house. I am allergic to cigarette smoke, so I cannot really tolerate too much of it. But I like Donna, so I am willing to accept little things like that. At least Donna was completely honest before I moved in. Patti was not honest at all. Before I moved in, Patti said she liked comfort food, she only drank occasionally, and never told me she did not use the dishwasher, or did drugs. I still have no proof of her doing drugs, but it kinda goes hand in hand with her attitude and drinking booze, which I know Patti must have done FAR more of than she ever let on. After she found out I was not going to buy her the bottle of booze she so badly wanted when we went shopping, she got mean and nasty. That was when her attitude went downhill. But I was unfortunately nice to Patti, even after she told me I was being kicked out. But I thank GOD for getting me out of her place when HE did! Who knows what would have happened had I stayed any longer at Patti's. But Donna is 10000-billion X's better than Patti!! I was thanking GOD for helping me find her last night. I've been living with Donna now for 2 weeks, and no problems, so I know the problem at Patti's wasn't me. The problem had to be her.

Another theory, Patti used Craigslist. Donna didn't. Donna used the Nickel Saver. Nickel Saver ads you have to pay for, so those people know what they want. Anyone can put an ad in Craigslist for free, that means any loony like Patti can place an ad, whether or not they are serious about getting a roommate or anything.