That was all it took to turn Sydney into a madhouse. One man who should not of been out walking the streets after being charged on suspicion of murder. One man who should not have been free to enjoy the freedoms Australia offers all her people, after being charged for sexual assault. Yet this one man threw the city into chaos, much like Martin Bryant threw Tasmania and the rest of Australia into chaos while we watched his murderous rampage through peaceful Port Arthur.
Please note that I do not say that this man is Muslim, and the reason for this is because he isn't. I'm not a Muslim, I know people who are, I have read the facts and know, because I'm not some stupid hater, that this man did not act for religious reasons and nor do true Muslims advocate this kind of outright hate. The man was a stupid fucker who decided he wanted to play God, just like Martin Bryant, just like any madman.
I don't know the religion of my neighbours, nor do I care, it is their actions that speak to me. The way they say morning when I pass by, the way I see them treat their families, the way they get up every morning and put on their underwear one leg at a time, just like me. These are the things that speak to me, I do not stop to ask them if they are Christians or Muslims, cause I don't give a damn. They are all the same as I am, trying to keep their families safe and happy. Trying to make a living so they can retire and still be able to pass on a legacy.
I am not a religious person, I know about different religions because I take the time to learn about them. There is not a religion in the world that can claim they have not taken part in some atrocity or other. Whether it was from 1000s of years ago or not, they cannot say it didn't happen. And why does it happen, because one madman decides he has the right to say how we should all live. Men have been doing it for years, invading countries and moving their own beliefs in while slaughtering those who don't bow down to them. We live in an age where we value our freedom, where we want to be able to walk down to the shops without the threat of someone who has decided today is the day they vent their hate.
The atrocities are committed by the simple act of people believing the lies told to them by their leaders. Men who claim to have the ear of some God or other, men who cannot seriously be called men, and they will slaughter until they too are slaughtered. The ones who follow are the uneducated they are the ones who when told that that woman walking her children to school is committing a sin rape her, the ones who think that that man who attends a different church to them must be killed. They are the ones who believe that even a child who is not old enough to form their own opinions can be sacrificed.
We are taught that God gave man free will (yes I have been to church and read the bible despite not being religious) and yet when that man commits a horrendous crime we don't then say it was free will, we turn to the mans religious beliefs first. If we can't find a reason there, it may be the colour of his skin, or maybe the family he was raised in. The fact is this man made the decision to do what he did, no one said to him "Hey go out and kill" without him not then saying "Okay". He could say "No" but with free will he has that choice. It is the man who makes that choice, not his religion.
I've seen some posts about people praying for the safety of Muslims, sorry your post should read praying for the people of the world. Yes there might be backlash, yes you have the right to pray for whoever you want, but if you want to prevent backlash then here's a good place to start. Whatever your religion, whatever you believe in, stop praying for your own people and share your prayers with the world and all it's peoples.
Catch yas
Cathy
PS these are my thoughts and I've used my free will to write them down.
Monday, December 15, 2014
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Surprise surprise
Anyone who is surprised when a politician turns around and changes their mind after being voted in on the promise they have just broken, is a fucking moron in my opinion.
Do you seriously think this fuckwit is going to be able to keep, or rather want to keep the promises they made? Seriously? They lie and lie continuously (I think they actually go through a special training course) and yet people still manage to be shocked and even go so far as to defend the lie. Wise up, there isn't a politician in the world, not even the universe, who hasn't lied to get what they want. It doesn't matter what party you vote for, they will lie to you. And what the hell do they care, they aren't the ones struggling to make ends meet, they aren't trying to live on air while they watch everything that they worked hard for get auctioned off so they can go and buy some groceries. They aren't the ones trying to keep a roof over their heads, or watching their children struggle along in their hand me downs. Fuck em all.
I'm not sure about the rest of the world but in Australia, they get voted in, rip us off then get voted out again, only to live the happy life on a huge pension with benefits, and what do they have to do to get all this? Why, just tell the biggest lies they can get away with. I don't care if your telling me you'll put a halt to global warming, or give us a better public transport system, I don't fucking believe you. Unfortunately if I don't vote for one of these bastards I get fined, or if I do go and vote but leave the form blank, my vote of course doesn't get counted. I'm so tired of voting and then waiting for the broken promises to start.
I know alot of bills have to get voted in, so if the majority says no then that's it, but please don't tell me your going to make my life better and promise to do so, when you know full well you can't unless the rest of the fuckers agree. And they won't!!! Just be honest enough to say you will try to get such and such a bill passed. At least that's honest.
This is not directed at any particular party or person, they are all exactly the same. What's the alternative? Damned if I know LOL. I do think that they would be more honest if they weren't given all the benefits they get now, but we know they won't ever stop them, because it's the same bastards who get the benefits that vote on whether to lower or do away with them. And seriously if your in politics why would you vote against something that would mean you lose out.
I don't want them to give me anything amazing, like a house or car, but for goodness sake, stop making my everyday life hard. I want the good free healthcare I was promised, I want to be able to retire and spend time with my family without having to beg or steal to eat and pay for my water, electricity, and heating. I don't want to pay through the damn nose for insurance cause some fucker says I'm old (only I'm allowed to say that LOL), and nor do I want to be told by some fucker who is going to retire on a huge pension that my pension is high enough I don't need more.
Rant done LOL.
Catch yas
Cathy
PS here you go Dad :)
Do you seriously think this fuckwit is going to be able to keep, or rather want to keep the promises they made? Seriously? They lie and lie continuously (I think they actually go through a special training course) and yet people still manage to be shocked and even go so far as to defend the lie. Wise up, there isn't a politician in the world, not even the universe, who hasn't lied to get what they want. It doesn't matter what party you vote for, they will lie to you. And what the hell do they care, they aren't the ones struggling to make ends meet, they aren't trying to live on air while they watch everything that they worked hard for get auctioned off so they can go and buy some groceries. They aren't the ones trying to keep a roof over their heads, or watching their children struggle along in their hand me downs. Fuck em all.
I'm not sure about the rest of the world but in Australia, they get voted in, rip us off then get voted out again, only to live the happy life on a huge pension with benefits, and what do they have to do to get all this? Why, just tell the biggest lies they can get away with. I don't care if your telling me you'll put a halt to global warming, or give us a better public transport system, I don't fucking believe you. Unfortunately if I don't vote for one of these bastards I get fined, or if I do go and vote but leave the form blank, my vote of course doesn't get counted. I'm so tired of voting and then waiting for the broken promises to start.
I know alot of bills have to get voted in, so if the majority says no then that's it, but please don't tell me your going to make my life better and promise to do so, when you know full well you can't unless the rest of the fuckers agree. And they won't!!! Just be honest enough to say you will try to get such and such a bill passed. At least that's honest.
This is not directed at any particular party or person, they are all exactly the same. What's the alternative? Damned if I know LOL. I do think that they would be more honest if they weren't given all the benefits they get now, but we know they won't ever stop them, because it's the same bastards who get the benefits that vote on whether to lower or do away with them. And seriously if your in politics why would you vote against something that would mean you lose out.
I don't want them to give me anything amazing, like a house or car, but for goodness sake, stop making my everyday life hard. I want the good free healthcare I was promised, I want to be able to retire and spend time with my family without having to beg or steal to eat and pay for my water, electricity, and heating. I don't want to pay through the damn nose for insurance cause some fucker says I'm old (only I'm allowed to say that LOL), and nor do I want to be told by some fucker who is going to retire on a huge pension that my pension is high enough I don't need more.
Rant done LOL.
Catch yas
Cathy
PS here you go Dad :)
Saturday, July 12, 2014
1984 - July 13th 1984 to be exact
Today is the eve of my eldest childs 30th birthday. 30! yep I said 30. How could that be possible? I suppose for my parents they wonder how the hell they have children over 50, but this isn't about them, it's about me.
I was thinking about the year 1984 and what I was doing where I was living, who I was married to (unfortunately) and all the changes that have happened since then.
I found out I was pregnant the morning of my marriage, to he who shall remain nameless. Pretty sure I was happier about the pregnancy more so than the wedding, but I made my choice and have moved on well and truly since then. We lived in a town called Faulconbridge in the Blue Mountains of NSW. We rented a house from an old workmate of he who shall remain nameless, and it was a really cool house. Naturally that didn't last as he couldn't maintain a friendship with anyone for longer than 5 minutes, and we moved to a caravan in the backyard of his parents house in Blaxland. Not something I'd recommend to any pregnant woman, caravans are not built for pregnancy especially when it has no toilet.
Luckily we were only there for a few months, and as I was working I wasn't stuck in it all day. We moved to a 2 bedroom flat above some shops, just up the road. For the first 3 months we lived there, I didn't actually see a single step, and yet there was 2 flights of them to get to our flat. I worked at the Blue Mountains City Council in Katoomba, and drove to work everyday.
We didn't have a cordless phone, or a mobile phone. We didn't have a flat screen tv, and we thought we were pretty lucky to have a frost free fridge. We had a betamax video recorder, the remote was actually attached to it with a long cord, so not really a remote. Not long before I gave birth, the dickhead sold the car we owned free and clear to go into debt for a piece of shit that he seemed to think was better. Whatever, we all know he was a and is a dick. We had records, not CDs, no walkmans even for us. We thought we were pretty cool cause we had a cassette player in the car, rather than an 8 track which we had in a previous car.
After I had Tara, I used cloth nappies, disposables were around, but not the best. I didn't have a baby capsule, instead she was in a bassinet in the back seat, with a net over it. I presume that was to catch her LOL. She did end up in a capsule, but not till they became compulsory. I can't believe that that belt of velcro was considered strong enough to hold a baby in place.
The 1984 Los Angeles Olympics was on that year, I spent many a night watching from my place on the couch while I was up feeding her. I think that I watched more of the Olympics than I had ever previously, or since, watched. I watched the launch of the first Space Shuttle, over and over again. Worst thing about not having cable was we didn't have many TV stations LOL. "Do they know it's Christmas" was recorded, and played over and over. The first CDs were made, Apple introduced us all to the Mac, Genetic fingerprinting was developed, and we were all still wearing those awesome 80s fashions.
Popular Movies
Geez what a list, not much to choose from with either of them LOL.
The world has come a long way since then. I'm typing this on my home pc, and it isn't the size of a room. I'm charging my touch screen mobile and the flat screen tv is on in the background, loading a DVD to watch tonight.
Tara has also come along way from that cute little baby who woke up like clockwork for her 4 hourly feeds, could never wake her earlier LOL. From the little girl going to school for the first time, and flash forward to the little girl leaving school after Year 10. To her getting her first job, to her boyfriends, to her tears, to her tantrums, to her laughter, to her love, to getting married, to her first child, to buying a home, to buying a business, to having a second child, to a new house, to an online business, wow, you've come a long way baby and I couldn't be prouder.
The only I could criticise is that you continue to get older, which means I have to get older LOL.
Love you Tara with all my heart, Happy Birthday xxxx
I was thinking about the year 1984 and what I was doing where I was living, who I was married to (unfortunately) and all the changes that have happened since then.
I found out I was pregnant the morning of my marriage, to he who shall remain nameless. Pretty sure I was happier about the pregnancy more so than the wedding, but I made my choice and have moved on well and truly since then. We lived in a town called Faulconbridge in the Blue Mountains of NSW. We rented a house from an old workmate of he who shall remain nameless, and it was a really cool house. Naturally that didn't last as he couldn't maintain a friendship with anyone for longer than 5 minutes, and we moved to a caravan in the backyard of his parents house in Blaxland. Not something I'd recommend to any pregnant woman, caravans are not built for pregnancy especially when it has no toilet.
Luckily we were only there for a few months, and as I was working I wasn't stuck in it all day. We moved to a 2 bedroom flat above some shops, just up the road. For the first 3 months we lived there, I didn't actually see a single step, and yet there was 2 flights of them to get to our flat. I worked at the Blue Mountains City Council in Katoomba, and drove to work everyday.
We didn't have a cordless phone, or a mobile phone. We didn't have a flat screen tv, and we thought we were pretty lucky to have a frost free fridge. We had a betamax video recorder, the remote was actually attached to it with a long cord, so not really a remote. Not long before I gave birth, the dickhead sold the car we owned free and clear to go into debt for a piece of shit that he seemed to think was better. Whatever, we all know he was a and is a dick. We had records, not CDs, no walkmans even for us. We thought we were pretty cool cause we had a cassette player in the car, rather than an 8 track which we had in a previous car.
After I had Tara, I used cloth nappies, disposables were around, but not the best. I didn't have a baby capsule, instead she was in a bassinet in the back seat, with a net over it. I presume that was to catch her LOL. She did end up in a capsule, but not till they became compulsory. I can't believe that that belt of velcro was considered strong enough to hold a baby in place.
The 1984 Los Angeles Olympics was on that year, I spent many a night watching from my place on the couch while I was up feeding her. I think that I watched more of the Olympics than I had ever previously, or since, watched. I watched the launch of the first Space Shuttle, over and over again. Worst thing about not having cable was we didn't have many TV stations LOL. "Do they know it's Christmas" was recorded, and played over and over. The first CDs were made, Apple introduced us all to the Mac, Genetic fingerprinting was developed, and we were all still wearing those awesome 80s fashions.
- Ghostbusters
- Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
- Gremlins
- Beverly Hills Cop
- Terms of Endearment
- The Karate Kid
- Star Trek III: The Search for Spock
- Police Academy
- Romancing the Stone
- Splash
- The Terminator
- Amadeus
- The Killing Fields
- A Passage To India
- Magnum, P.I.
- Dynasty
- Entertainment Tonight
- Falcon Crest
- Hill Street Blues
- Cagney and Lacey
- Cheers
- Fame
- Knight Rider
- The A-Team
- Jeopardy!
Geez what a list, not much to choose from with either of them LOL.
The world has come a long way since then. I'm typing this on my home pc, and it isn't the size of a room. I'm charging my touch screen mobile and the flat screen tv is on in the background, loading a DVD to watch tonight.
Tara has also come along way from that cute little baby who woke up like clockwork for her 4 hourly feeds, could never wake her earlier LOL. From the little girl going to school for the first time, and flash forward to the little girl leaving school after Year 10. To her getting her first job, to her boyfriends, to her tears, to her tantrums, to her laughter, to her love, to getting married, to her first child, to buying a home, to buying a business, to having a second child, to a new house, to an online business, wow, you've come a long way baby and I couldn't be prouder.
The only I could criticise is that you continue to get older, which means I have to get older LOL.
Love you Tara with all my heart, Happy Birthday xxxx
Friday, April 25, 2014
Random Ramblings
Ever have that moment when your trying to drift off to sleep but your mind just won't shut off? That pretty much happens to me constantly. I keep a note pad and pen beside my bed so I can write the crap down and get it out, but then I start thinking about it more and the random thought gets turned into a fucking novel. I've developed my own method for shutting them down, especially when I really need to sleep. I did try meditation but then I started imagining going into a coma and so that freaked me out and I didn't try it again. I've tried drugs, legal and illegal, and nope they just make the thoughts more colourful and imaginative, so I've given my brain a safe word. 'Push' and that's it, I just think push and shove the thoughts over to the corner and out the door, if I start thinking about what I'm pushing I capitalise it PUSH and then I'll put it in bold PUSH much to my surprise it works.
Now this doesn't stop the random thoughts totally cause when I'm awake I can't go push cause I could possibly be working and I'm pushing all the answers to what I'm being asked out the door and I'll never be able to function. I don't push when I'm driving either, that's a sure recipe for disaster. But when I'm trying to sleep I activate, works for me when nothing else does so I'll keep it up.
So I was cleaning my room, and thought I'd check out the note pad and omg, I'm fucking insane, seriously insane LOL. Prepare yourselves for an couple of examples, and if the thoughts then get stuck in your head, just PUSH.
What kind of word is salmon? We don't say sal mon we say sa mon, unless we are Jamaican and having a convo with a mate.
"Hey mon, have you seen Sal?"
"No I haven't seen Sal mon"
There see used in a convo, but they aren't talking about a fish! In one of the games I play on FB there is a plant called a salmonberry (ps, still needing heaps). What the fuck? I can't see Farmer Joe down on the farm harvesting his fish berries.
"Got a good crop Ma, we'll be eating salmon for months"
And imagine the smell, omg fish baking in the sun ewwwwwwwww. It might actually be a good way to afford to have salmon though. Everybody has a bush in their yard, and they never have to buy it again.
I make no secret of the fact I love fantasy shows, in particular shows like The Walking Dead. So I'm imagining waiting for a lift to open and out bursts a whole mess of zombies, naturally I'm prepared with crossbow, gun and a back up baseball bat so I can kill them all. And why am I prepared, cause I'm not a freaking idiot, this is a fucking zombie for fucks sake, the whole world new before the TV show that they are going to eat you so you kill them first. Nor am I wandering around on my own with a back pack full of camping gear, cause yeh putting a bit of canvas between me and a zombie sounds like a great plan.
How come the freaking defence force couldn't wipe them out, I mean come on, they have freaking tanks and bombs they can do it. Sure they didn't know at first that if you died from natural causes you would become a zombie, but hey it takes just once for it to happen and your bashing in the head of any corpse you see.
Why is it that horror movies and shows haven't changed the scripts yet? Everyone in the world knows that if you hear a noise in the basement or the attic, then you don't go and investigate it. You run for your fucking life. Especially when your in a haunted house, doesn't matter that your trying to prove to your friends your brave, run for it, let them get eaten, you can always get new friends.
So there you have it, just a couple of examples, and believe me the notepad is almost full so that really is only a couple. Some days I wish I had an off switch for my brain, but then I remember what my parents taught me, a good imagination is key so use it who knows what you might think up. Pretty sure they weren't encouraging me to imagine an apocalypse or how to take over the world, but hey it's all part of the imagining process.
Catch yas
Cathy
Now this doesn't stop the random thoughts totally cause when I'm awake I can't go push cause I could possibly be working and I'm pushing all the answers to what I'm being asked out the door and I'll never be able to function. I don't push when I'm driving either, that's a sure recipe for disaster. But when I'm trying to sleep I activate, works for me when nothing else does so I'll keep it up.
So I was cleaning my room, and thought I'd check out the note pad and omg, I'm fucking insane, seriously insane LOL. Prepare yourselves for an couple of examples, and if the thoughts then get stuck in your head, just PUSH.
What kind of word is salmon? We don't say sal mon we say sa mon, unless we are Jamaican and having a convo with a mate.
"Hey mon, have you seen Sal?"
"No I haven't seen Sal mon"
There see used in a convo, but they aren't talking about a fish! In one of the games I play on FB there is a plant called a salmonberry (ps, still needing heaps). What the fuck? I can't see Farmer Joe down on the farm harvesting his fish berries.
"Got a good crop Ma, we'll be eating salmon for months"
And imagine the smell, omg fish baking in the sun ewwwwwwwww. It might actually be a good way to afford to have salmon though. Everybody has a bush in their yard, and they never have to buy it again.
I make no secret of the fact I love fantasy shows, in particular shows like The Walking Dead. So I'm imagining waiting for a lift to open and out bursts a whole mess of zombies, naturally I'm prepared with crossbow, gun and a back up baseball bat so I can kill them all. And why am I prepared, cause I'm not a freaking idiot, this is a fucking zombie for fucks sake, the whole world new before the TV show that they are going to eat you so you kill them first. Nor am I wandering around on my own with a back pack full of camping gear, cause yeh putting a bit of canvas between me and a zombie sounds like a great plan.
How come the freaking defence force couldn't wipe them out, I mean come on, they have freaking tanks and bombs they can do it. Sure they didn't know at first that if you died from natural causes you would become a zombie, but hey it takes just once for it to happen and your bashing in the head of any corpse you see.
Why is it that horror movies and shows haven't changed the scripts yet? Everyone in the world knows that if you hear a noise in the basement or the attic, then you don't go and investigate it. You run for your fucking life. Especially when your in a haunted house, doesn't matter that your trying to prove to your friends your brave, run for it, let them get eaten, you can always get new friends.
So there you have it, just a couple of examples, and believe me the notepad is almost full so that really is only a couple. Some days I wish I had an off switch for my brain, but then I remember what my parents taught me, a good imagination is key so use it who knows what you might think up. Pretty sure they weren't encouraging me to imagine an apocalypse or how to take over the world, but hey it's all part of the imagining process.
Catch yas
Cathy
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Let's talk about....
Admit it you were starting to sing the song, Let's talk about sex baby..... Too bad that's not what I'm going to be talking about.
Social Media, aka the Internet, aka no freaking privacy LOL. I love the internet, I love going on Facebook, I used to love Myspace but that's over now. What's not to love about the internet, the ease of looking up info from something for a school project to booking a holiday, all from the comfort of your own home. You can chat to someone on the other side of the world, you can play games, you can share your life with the world. You can blog LOL. But it never ceases to amaze me how many people forget that if you post it on the internet it's out there forever. It can't be taken back, it can't be deleted, it will be there until the world ends, somewhere, hiding, lurking, just waiting to come back out some day and get you, BOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I go on Facebook to catch up with friends and play games, what I don't go on there for but what is shoved in my face everyday is drama. Don't get me wrong the drama from other peoples lives is hilarious, especially when I know the people. But come on, surely you realise that everyone you are friends with and some you aren't can read your shit. Do you seriously want everyone to know your business. How well do you actually know the people on your friends list? Are you sure they are who they say they are? Logic dictates that if you can't see the person in the flesh and if you don't know them personally then they could be anyone. We read about the pedophiles in the papers who hook up through the internet with young boys and girls, how do you know that that's not who your talking to? How do you know everything is what it seems? The fact is, you don't.
Of course there is security measures you can take, but remember everyday there is someone out there who is sitting in front of their pc hacking. As soon as a new security measure is up, someone is working to bring it down. I don't know why, maybe they like the challenge, fine you want the challenge that's all good, but what you don't need to do is then post your hack online so that every sick bastard out there learns it and uses it.
This isn't confined to the internet, the media blasts us everyday with stories about celebrities doing this or that, then a month later it's all different; Same pictures but a completely different storyline. We sit there and read it all, and believe it, yet again. We must be the most gullible creatures on the planet LOL. The thing is that now with the internet we can all read about it sooner, no sooner does some celebrity slip over in a puddle of snow than the news is out about their drinking and drugs problems. OMG is that a baby belly, no she's just been out for a big meal and enjoyed it, or maybe she just doesn't care that she has a little bit of a belly. I know I sure don't, but mines not little LOL.
I also have a blast when someone attacks someone on line, ooooo scary shit man LOL. It's pretty funny when it all seems sweet till someone starts swearing or calling names. It's almost like a competition to see who can last the longest without letting loose. And there's nothing that gets on the attackers nerves more than a nice calm approach LOL. Usually leads to a total breakdown, and that is just too funny. But then it's out there can't be taken back, seen and read, in some cases copied and saved to be used later. Just remember that whatever you say or do online is out there in the ether for all to see.
Catch yas
Cathy
Social Media, aka the Internet, aka no freaking privacy LOL. I love the internet, I love going on Facebook, I used to love Myspace but that's over now. What's not to love about the internet, the ease of looking up info from something for a school project to booking a holiday, all from the comfort of your own home. You can chat to someone on the other side of the world, you can play games, you can share your life with the world. You can blog LOL. But it never ceases to amaze me how many people forget that if you post it on the internet it's out there forever. It can't be taken back, it can't be deleted, it will be there until the world ends, somewhere, hiding, lurking, just waiting to come back out some day and get you, BOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I go on Facebook to catch up with friends and play games, what I don't go on there for but what is shoved in my face everyday is drama. Don't get me wrong the drama from other peoples lives is hilarious, especially when I know the people. But come on, surely you realise that everyone you are friends with and some you aren't can read your shit. Do you seriously want everyone to know your business. How well do you actually know the people on your friends list? Are you sure they are who they say they are? Logic dictates that if you can't see the person in the flesh and if you don't know them personally then they could be anyone. We read about the pedophiles in the papers who hook up through the internet with young boys and girls, how do you know that that's not who your talking to? How do you know everything is what it seems? The fact is, you don't.
Of course there is security measures you can take, but remember everyday there is someone out there who is sitting in front of their pc hacking. As soon as a new security measure is up, someone is working to bring it down. I don't know why, maybe they like the challenge, fine you want the challenge that's all good, but what you don't need to do is then post your hack online so that every sick bastard out there learns it and uses it.
This isn't confined to the internet, the media blasts us everyday with stories about celebrities doing this or that, then a month later it's all different; Same pictures but a completely different storyline. We sit there and read it all, and believe it, yet again. We must be the most gullible creatures on the planet LOL. The thing is that now with the internet we can all read about it sooner, no sooner does some celebrity slip over in a puddle of snow than the news is out about their drinking and drugs problems. OMG is that a baby belly, no she's just been out for a big meal and enjoyed it, or maybe she just doesn't care that she has a little bit of a belly. I know I sure don't, but mines not little LOL.
I also have a blast when someone attacks someone on line, ooooo scary shit man LOL. It's pretty funny when it all seems sweet till someone starts swearing or calling names. It's almost like a competition to see who can last the longest without letting loose. And there's nothing that gets on the attackers nerves more than a nice calm approach LOL. Usually leads to a total breakdown, and that is just too funny. But then it's out there can't be taken back, seen and read, in some cases copied and saved to be used later. Just remember that whatever you say or do online is out there in the ether for all to see.
Catch yas
Cathy
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