Snail snot
July 13th, 2005 by RoseYou know that pesky snail that some how found its way into our computer room? We still can’t find it. It’s now become more of a mercy mission than an annoyance, although it is a pain to have snail snot trails all over the carpet from his/her night-time exploring travels.
Last night it went on a rather lengthy midnight wander, the trails went all over the room like a crazy thing. But this time it ventured out of the computer room and into the hallway.
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Any ideas for catching a wandering snail?
Close
July 11th, 2005 by RoseI’ve probably been close to death more times than I could count, but I’ve never realised it. Some days the thread that holds apart the realm of life and death appears so small. It could all be over in one millisecond.
Yet it was just an hour and a half away a group of people blew up a bunch of innocent people going about their daily lives. An hour and half away and who knows, it could have easily have been me or someone I loved.
I read the online papers and I force myself to read their stories, because mixed up in the lines of horror are the words of relief, of prayers and thanks for a life saved.
It’s a shame the state of the world at times, and as I send out my prayers for the victims of this horrible tragedy, my prayers also go to those who did this awful deed.
It is not the soul of the person who performs the evil deed, it is the evil that lives behind the deed – and if my beliefs about mankind are valid, then it is those souls who need the most prayer of all. It is too easy to hate, and in hating we fuel the hatred that threatens to envelope the globe. Is there good hate and bad hate? I don’t believe so.
Fair to Middling
July 8th, 2005 by Rose I was going to tell you about the Brazilian tree frogs that live in my apartment. They are roughly the size of the top segment of my thumb, and are bright lime green with golden eyelids and a black and white barcode tattooed on their abdomens.
But on reflection, I have decided to give you some middles, instead. Beginnings are easy to do, and endings can always be stitched together; I always find myself in a desert, wandering around thirstily looking for oases or mirages to put in between the beginning and the end.
If I get up early, I will have a generous beginning. If I go to sleep before 3am, then I’ll have a generous ending.
by Pete Swinton
(Printed in The Big Issue No. 648)
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Came across this in The Big Issue. A magazine I support by buying each month. They often have stories written by homeless, ex-homeless and vulnerably housed people, not sure why I like this one exactly, there is just something about it that intrigues me.
Bombs in London
July 7th, 2005 by RoseThanks to those to who have emailed to make sure I’m okay. Luckily we dont have much reason to go into London. We were there a few weeks back. It’s a bit of chaos there at the moment while the shock settles.
People say they should be used to it, what with the IRA – but you can never get used to that kind of terror.
Please pray for all those affected by this tragedy, it can make all the difference.
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July 1st, 2005 by RoseI’ve been off the past 2 days with the most volatile case of food poisoning I have ever had. This even beat the virus I caught from Jenna a number of months ago. It was the most horriffic experience ever.
This morning I am feeling much better, still seedy as I have only had a sliver of toast to eat in the past 2 days but on the bright side I lost 3 kilo’s :)
My beautiful boy was marvelous through the entire time. I never ceases to amaze me how fortunate I am to have him in my life, I just hope I never take that for granted (Nahhh, that will NEVER happen!)
Today at some point I have to make the trip into the office, I have two outstanding bills to pay and some forms to be filled in for the office. I won’t stay in there long though today.
So its the first of July already. Boy does time fly fast. In 31 days I will be jet-setting my over to Spain for 7 days in Madrid :)
Oh I know, its a hard life ;)
xxx
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