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Apropriate.
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[12 Jun 2006|12:09pm] |
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This has definately been the most testing and emotionally taxing three days I've ever had aside from the weekend we moved....
I hope things smooth out soon.
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[10 Oct 2005|10:49am] |
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We're back.
Way to much has happened to get into in an LJ post. Eventually I might write something up about what's happened over the last while, a little bit at a time.
Frankly, I'm bloody amazed we have the net so soon after our emergency move. Dunno how we're gonna pay for it in the long run though, living on a combined income of maybe 500 a month for two ppl... ah well. We'll figure something out.
Nice to see Furnation is back up...
P.S.
Our fridge is evil encarnate. Meezer, looks like we ended up trading the Carpet of Doom, for Satan's Fridge. 6_6
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[30 Sep 2005|08:16pm] |
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Not so good news. Today was absolutely fucking horrible. The worst thing that could happen has happened.
I've got nowhere to move to tomorrow.
Movers will probably be taking the 'stuff' to a storage locker, but plants and pets... *shrug*
Don't know where we'll be going after sunday. That's as long as we can stay here according to what we've been told. Though I can't help but doubt that because of how everyone's been blowing smoke up our asses all week.
Monday we have to go back to Social Services, and give them the fucking Promiss of Address papers we got signed by Bob. Then after one business day we'll hear back from the Ontario Government that they'll pay the First and Last on the place or not.... once Bob gets the money he wants, he'll give us the keys. But that won't happen for god know's how long... a week or more maybe.
Most likely this will be my last LJ post. I don't even know why we still have net access honestly....
After Monday, I don't know where we'll be. I don't know where the pets are going to go. I don't know anything anymore....
Dad was supposed to come home to take us to dinner one last time.... it's 8:30pm, and he's not back. So much for the last thing I had to look forward to.
I have so much to do tonight.... but have no desire anymore.
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| Public Entry - One Last Time. |
[29 Sep 2005|09:34am] |
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So. This is probably my last day online. So I might as well make this post public.
Yesterday was fucking nuts.
Cent' stayed up all night last night, he didn't want to go to bed because he was going to go look at a basement apartment at 6 in the morning today. Then he's going to go look at other places that were on the list we got from the Housing Help group with his friend (I would have gone with him, but I have to go back up to Tappscot & Finch, basically the other end of the f'ing city to drop off a blank check at the Workfare office).
( About the apartment we saw yesterday morning. )
So anyway, I don't yet have a new address or anything... nothing's confirmed either way. The movers are coming Saturday evening and so we have to have a place to go by then or else we'll have to get the movers to put all our stuff in storage.
Kinda funny that neither of my parents are even giving us any money to do any of this running around...
All I can say is thank the powers that be for friends and kind strangers on the intenet! Without you people, both me and my bro' would be up shit's creek without a paddle. Many hugs and <3's to you all.
Take care of yourselves, stay safe. Hopefully one day soon I'll be able to get back online and catch up with you all, and start putting art online again. :P
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[11 Jul 2005|10:17pm] |
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New Public LJ. I had to delete my Angels of Iron one because my mother found it. This new LJ won't be linked directly to and from my site, but will function much the same way as the old one. I'll use it for random public posts, as well as info' about site updates etc.
Feel free to friend it.
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[09 Mar 2005|11:20pm] |
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Guess what kids!!
This journal is going to be Friends-only from now on. Sorry, but this is my PERSONAL journal and I'm starting to feel like a public spectical.
I will NOT be adding more people to my friends list. I do not have the time nor patience to add every stranger who stumbled on this journal who I don't know personally. If I know you, chances are you're already on my list. If I don't know you. Sorry, but you most likely won't be added.
I cannot keep up with 158+ people's journal posts. It's not humanly possible.
Therefore, all future posts in this journal WILL be filtered from now on in.
Public art posts and shit will be posted here, in my PUBLIC journal(which has been around for ages but most people ignore):
http://www.livejournal.com/users/angelsofiron/
Maybe I'll change my mind on this in a few months. But don't bet on it.
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| B.S.L. Update: Zero Hour. |
[09 Mar 2005|10:41pm] |
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*sigh*
It got Royal Accent today. It's now on the books as Law. Once the beurocrats come back from their "March Break" on the 29th, we'll be handed the deadline for the BLS's enactment date. Bye bye puppies.
Ah the irony....
At the same time they were signing the dogs' Death Warrent inside, there was a Farmers protest going on outside over yet another Liberal sham that's effecting the small farmers in Ontario, and some poor bastard ended up setting himself on fire infront of the Parliment buildings. Nice.
Democracy is officially dead. It's all a sham people. Time to build your pill-boxes and horde your guns... the shit's about to hit the fan. Mark my words.
Heh, Dad openly compaired the Ontario Government to Hitler's Nazis tonight. Amazing. Especially considering he's German... and he meant what he said too. And worst of all, I belive him. The government is legistating our hard won freedoms away one at a time, and nobody seems to be noticing, or giving a shit. Sooner or later, they'll all be gone... and it'll be too late. Funny that. We're more concerned about our Cable TV and our stupid fucking SPORTS than our rights and freedoms. Ahhhh..... consumerism at it's finest.
So now, it's off to court to fight the good fight. And bring those Liberal pigs DOWN. And then... it's off to the polls in 2007. When the FIBerals shall have to face the PEOPLE, on the OTHER end of the leash.
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[08 Mar 2005|07:05pm] |
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Thanks to those who commented on that last pic'. Much appreciated. Especially considering how rare it is for me to draw anything with a bird in it.
My hand is better. Still a little bit sore, but nothing as bad as yesterday.
I need to art soon. Even though the whole 'relax and do nothing to beat your artblock' thing is cool for a while and all, it's boring!
I hope I can get back into painting soon. I want to do something art-wise that I can donate to an auction that's rasing funds to fight the O.B.S.L. I'll donate a painting, and they can sell it and send the funds to go towards the legal fight. I figure, since I'm broke and can't give 'em money... I'll just give 'em art. *shrugs* It's all I'm good at anyway...
Thinking gives you wrinkles... o_o
End of Line.
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| Digi-arts.... |
[07 Mar 2005|09:35pm] |
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( Older un-posted art. )
Won't be online long tonight, I can't type well... my left hand is wrapped in a pressure bandage because I did something to my left index finger last night, and now I can't bend it without a LOT of pain. Makes typing damn near impossible.
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[05 Mar 2005|08:54pm] |
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Augh...
Didn't get up until 3pm. First good sleep I've had on over seven days. Though I still feel like crap.
Didn't get to draw anything like I wanted too. Just haven't had the motivation to work on art at all.... too much stress and upset-ness from all the bullshit this week.
I ate all my Peeps. No more sugar marshemellow goodness for me...
And the printer is completely out of ink again. *sigh*
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[04 Mar 2005|11:22pm] |
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That's just fuckin' creepy...... o_____o'
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[04 Mar 2005|02:28pm] |
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Uh.... To whoever the Annon' person was who extended my payed LJ account for another year. Thank you, truely... thank you.
Gonna go draw stuff and eat some marshmellow Peeps now.
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[03 Mar 2005|05:01pm] |
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Okay. I'm only going to say this once. So listen up.
Whatever the fuck is going on between random people on my friend's list. Keep it to yourself if you contact me at all. I don't care about who's got issues with who. Do NOT talk to me about it. Do NOT try to get me to not like said other people you may have issues with. Keep your shit to yourself alright?
I do NOT judge people. I do NOT take sides. Do NOT give me a reason not to talk to you anymore.
That is all.
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God damn I love Fear Factory...
*bobs her head in time to the music*
On side note, I wonder why I can never draw angst art.... I mean. I'm dying inside and what do I find myself doodling? Sketches of humpback whales, Narwals, and Orcas. wtf? What kind of venting art is THAT? No blood? No wings torn asunder? No dissembowelment? No killing of small fluffy creatures ...?
Also. I'm going to be 27 on March 14th. It's also the day my payed LJ is going to expire. I find that irony rather amusing. But then... BEWARE THE IDES OF MARCH! The year that March is actually NICE to me, is the year the world ends, I swear.
Last night sucked. My brain wouldn't shut up. And yes, I had more nightmares. Yay for me.
*sighs* Oh well.... back to the music....
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[01 Mar 2005|09:07pm] |
Bad....bad bad bad. An opinion poll is up on this site, asking if Alberta should follow Ontario's flawed example! And so far the anti-pit people are winning!
http://www.cfcn.ca/
Go there! The poll is on the upper right side. VOTE NO!
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