Confession (sorta)

"FOB" <[email hidden]> wrote in message news:<[email hidden]>...

Quoted message said:

Be kinder to yourself, this is a terrible situation and a little ice cream
is not an evil thing. You did the right thing for the dog though you might
have called the police or animal control without informing management. They
might have kept your identity confidential to prevent retaliation. Don't
make a decision about bankruptcy in haste, is there no possibility that you
could sell your place?

In news:[email hidden],
Jean Staffen <[email hidden]> stated
| My personal program requires me to stay straight with myself and
| others, so I need to post this.
|
| I'm going thru a solid wall of hell in the residence area of my life.
| Job sucks, too, but I can live with that. My health doesn't seem to
| be getting much better, either.
|
| The [censored] really hit the fan last week when my next door neighbor took
| off for several days and left his old dog locked in his RV. After
| about 3 days of listening to the poor dog howl and cry, I informed
| management of the situation and they said they couldn't do anything
| (actually they acted more like they didn't give a [censored] and why was I
| bothering them). So I let the situation go one more day, had a
| consult with my vet and then called the cops.
|
| When I did that, management decided to get off their asses and they
| called the dog's owner and made arrangements for someone to pick up
| the dog. They were very mad at me for raising hell about the
| situation.
|
| The neighbor on the other side of the [censored] came over and mowed his
| lawn and picked up a pile of trash he had stacked up in his front
| yard.
|
| Obviously there is some truth to the phrase "trailer park trash." I
| bought my trailer new three years ago and I have loved living in it.
| But I am absolutely overwhelmed by the stupidity and meanness of the
| other residents in this park.
| I'm moving as soon as I can find a place and giving the house back to
| the bank and filing bankruptcy.
|
| All that rant just to say this. A chain always gives at its weakest
| link. I didn't drink, I didn't smoke, but I had three pints of Ben &
| Jerry's on three different days. Ice Cream is like a tranquilizer
| for me and I was close to a nervous breakdown.
|
| Thank God, I didn't gain even one pound, and I seem to be a little
| more settled today, but this has been a rough patch - more like hell,
| actually.
|
| I have 31 years sober, 3 1/2 years off cigarettes, 1 year into LC
| (with the exception of the last three days) and a total loss of 40
| pounds.
|
| Don't bother giving me a hard time and heaping some more abuse on my
| head, I have plenty thank you. I will killfile anyone who doesn't
| respond to this with a little kindness. I am in tolerance
| frustration.

I hope it was LC Ben & Jerry's.

"The Queen of Cans and Jars" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

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Major ChrisB said:

maybe I'm just confused

what are the odds?

53:1

Or did you want the over/under?

Life is too much work for you. Try throwing off some of that ballast.

--
You take stupid to a new level. -- MFW

"Jean Staffen" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

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You are so right, Ada Ma. And thank you to all of you who sent me hugs,
good
advice and encouragement. Thanks, I NEEDED that. I'm back on LC, had a
pretty good day, and I'm looking forward to hitting the bricks on Tuesday
to
find new digs. Even without the lousy neighbors, this house, the yard,
the
animals, the job -- everything -- are too expensive and too much work for
a
65 year old woman with emphasema. I'm fixing to start throwing off
ballast.

"Ada Ma" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

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You have done the right thing about the dog. Please don't beat
yourself up for the ice cream, we all go off LC from time to time. I
don't know how trailer park works, but I hope you find a better place
to park your residence soon. You don't want to stay too long around
abusers and tragedy onlookers anyway. People who didn't stand up for
the victims when they're in the position to do so are partners in
crime with the perpetuator. {{{Jean Staffen}}}

"Jean Staffen" <[email hidden]> wrote in message

news:<[email hidden]>...

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My personal program requires me to stay straight with myself and
others,

so

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I need to post this.

I'm going thru a solid wall of hell in the residence area of my life.

Job

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sucks, too, but I can live with that. My health doesn't seem to be

getting

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much better, either.

The [censored] really hit the fan last week when my next door neighbor took

off

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for several days and left his old dog locked in his RV. After about 3

days

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of listening to the poor dog howl and cry, I informed management of the
situation and they said they couldn't do anything (actually they acted

more

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like they didn't give a [censored] and why was I bothering them). So I let

the

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situation go one more day, had a consult with my vet and then called
the
cops.

When I did that, management decided to get off their asses and they

called

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the dog's owner and made arrangements for someone to pick up the dog.

They

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were very mad at me for raising hell about the situation.

The neighbor on the other side of the [censored] came over and mowed his

lawn

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and picked up a pile of trash he had stacked up in his front yard.

Obviously there is some truth to the phrase "trailer park trash." I

bought

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my trailer new three years ago and I have loved living in it. But I am
absolutely overwhelmed by the stupidity and meanness of the other

residents

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in this park.
I'm moving as soon as I can find a place and giving the house back to

the

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bank and filing bankruptcy.

All that rant just to say this. A chain always gives at its weakest

link.

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I didn't drink, I didn't smoke, but I had three pints of Ben & Jerry's

on

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three different days. Ice Cream is like a tranquilizer for me and I
was
close to a nervous breakdown.

Thank God, I didn't gain even one pound, and I seem to be a little more
settled today, but this has been a rough patch - more like hell,

actually.

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I have 31 years sober, 3 1/2 years off cigarettes, 1 year into LC (with

the

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exception of the last three days) and a total loss of 40 pounds.

Don't bother giving me a hard time and heaping some more abuse on my

head, I

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have plenty thank you. I will killfile anyone who doesn't respond to

this

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with a little kindness. I am in tolerance frustration.

"Roger Zoul" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

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Jean Staffen wrote:
|| All that rant just to say this. A chain always gives at its weakest

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"I'm moving as soon as I can find a place and giving the house back to
the

bank and filing bankruptcy."

I wonder if that's a good idea. There might be some more stress down the
road as a result.

exactly, it can definately affect you for 10 or so years. I know. it took me
(and my husband's guidance) to obtain my all time high credit score of 628.
I am almost 39. I filed in 1991. It starts a cycle of high interest=never
get out of the hole that is really hard to get out of. trust me.
slow down.
take a deep breath, and again (repeat 10-12/minute)
better?
I don't know what kind of help would work for you, but a rededication to my
marriage and family allowed me to give my DH the control to make the
majority of our financial decisions. Over a 18 month process (about when I
started to lose weight) I learned to slow down and think about spending
money and interest rates really matter (it's not just about getting the loan
anymore. I can get a Good Loan.)
So I recently inquired about refi'ing our 2 mortgages (8% and
16%!!!!!!!!!!!!!) into a lower rate.
%6.5 on my own. done in a week or two.
dropped my Citifinancial loan from 21% to 9.9% at my credit union. Boy, I
was jazzed when I borrowed that first $1500. DON't DO it!!!!!! I could go on
and on but I'll let you imagine what it is like. CREDIT IS VERY IMPORTANT IN
THE USA. It is getting to be a much more desirable trait because so many
people are ruining their credit and still work HArd!. Protect that credit
score which you have and improve it.
HTH
Lori

"Chet Hayes" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

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I hope it was LC Ben & Jerry's.

I keep looking at Cub. anyone find it in Minnesota.

In article <[email hidden]>,

(DG511) said:

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Luna [email hidden]

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Neither cats nor dogs are evil. Birds are the ones who are out to get us.
Hitchcock even made a whole documentary about it.

Oh, Luna, I love that line! Would you mind if I use it as my tag line on
another site?

I would not mind at all. Did I ever tell you about the time I was attacked
by a dead bird? I was waiting under a tree at a bus stop, on a dismal
rainy afternoon. A gust of wind shook the tree like the breath of the
devil himself. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a dark, heavy thing fall
out of the tree and land right next to my leg. I looked down and saw it
was a soggy dead bird, the big black kind that, when alive, sits on a tree
limb or a fence post with its beady little eyes following you as if it can
see into your soul, and doesn't like what it sees. Startled, I jumped.
And that's when I realized this was no ordinary dead bird. This fiend of
hell had managed to torment me from the beyond by somehow attaching itself
to the cuff of my pants. I shook my leg vigorously, hoping to dislodge the
loathsome wet feathered mass, all the while screaming and flailing my arms
about like a rabid Hillary Duff fan on PCP, but to no avail. I'm sure I
was a quite a sight to the passing motorists. Eventually I gathered the
remains of my wits about me enough to be able to grab a fallen branch, with
which I was able to remove the foul thing. I scraped the corpse off and
flung in into the road, whereupon it was immediately squashed flat by a
truck, spattering evil bird blood and evil bird guts all over my pants. My
whole life I'd been told not to stand under a tree in a rainstorm, and now
I know why.

--
Michelle Levin
http://www.mindspring.com/~lunachick

I have only 3 flaws. My first flaw is thinking that I only have 3 flaws.

Have you been practicing your writing? Great description. The worst bird
encounter I ever did not directly affect me. When I was in high school, my
best friend and I were walking along eating sandwiches one day and a bird
dropped a worm right on her sandwich. We weren't even under a tree. <G>

In news:[email hidden],
Luna <[email hidden]> stated
|
| I would not mind at all. Did I ever tell you about the time I was
| attacked by a dead bird? I was waiting under a tree at a bus stop,
| on a dismal rainy afternoon. A gust of wind shook the tree like the
| breath of the devil himself. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a
| dark, heavy thing fall out of the tree and land right next to my leg.
| I looked down and saw it was a soggy dead bird, the big black kind
| that, when alive, sits on a tree limb or a fence post with its beady
| little eyes following you as if it can see into your soul, and
| doesn't like what it sees. Startled, I jumped. And that's when I
| realized this was no ordinary dead bird. This fiend of hell had
| managed to torment me from the beyond by somehow attaching itself to
| the cuff of my pants. I shook my leg vigorously, hoping to dislodge
| the loathsome wet feathered mass, all the while screaming and
| flailing my arms about like a rabid Hillary Duff fan on PCP, but to
| no avail. I'm sure I was a quite a sight to the passing motorists.
| Eventually I gathered the remains of my wits about me enough to be
| able to grab a fallen branch, with which I was able to remove the
| foul thing. I scraped the corpse off and flung in into the road,
| whereupon it was immediately squashed flat by a truck, spattering
| evil bird blood and evil bird guts all over my pants. My whole life
| I'd been told not to stand under a tree in a rainstorm, and now I
| know why.
|
| --
| Michelle Levin
| http://www.mindspring.com/~lunachick
|
| I have only 3 flaws. My first flaw is thinking that I only have 3
| flaws.

In article <[email hidden]>,

FOB said:

Have you been practicing your writing? Great description.

Not really. I was for a while, but it finally dawned on me that I'm much
more suited to being a reader than a writer. But thanks!

Quoted message said:

The worst bird
encounter I ever did not directly affect me. When I was in high school, my
best friend and I were walking along eating sandwiches one day and a bird
dropped a worm right on her sandwich. We weren't even under a tree. <G>

More evidence for my "birds are evil" theory. Thank you. You know birds
evolved from dinosaurs, right? When you look in their eyes, you can almost
see their reptilian ancestory staring back at you, with a racial memory of
the time when they ruled the earth and we were small furry things barely
worth eating. They remember the glory days, and are just biding their time,
waiting for the evolutionary pendulum to swing back in their favor.

Quoted message said:

In news:[email hidden],
Luna <[email hidden]> stated
|
| I would not mind at all. Did I ever tell you about the time I was
| attacked by a dead bird? I was waiting under a tree at a bus stop,
| on a dismal rainy afternoon. A gust of wind shook the tree like the
| breath of the devil himself. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a
| dark, heavy thing fall out of the tree and land right next to my leg.
| I looked down and saw it was a soggy dead bird, the big black kind
| that, when alive, sits on a tree limb or a fence post with its beady
| little eyes following you as if it can see into your soul, and
| doesn't like what it sees. Startled, I jumped. And that's when I
| realized this was no ordinary dead bird. This fiend of hell had
| managed to torment me from the beyond by somehow attaching itself to
| the cuff of my pants. I shook my leg vigorously, hoping to dislodge
| the loathsome wet feathered mass, all the while screaming and
| flailing my arms about like a rabid Hillary Duff fan on PCP, but to
| no avail. I'm sure I was a quite a sight to the passing motorists.
| Eventually I gathered the remains of my wits about me enough to be
| able to grab a fallen branch, with which I was able to remove the
| foul thing. I scraped the corpse off and flung in into the road,
| whereupon it was immediately squashed flat by a truck, spattering
| evil bird blood and evil bird guts all over my pants. My whole life
| I'd been told not to stand under a tree in a rainstorm, and now I
| know why.
|

--
Michelle Levin
http://www.mindspring.com/~lunachick

I have only 3 flaws. My first flaw is thinking that I only have 3 flaws.

Well, Jean, I wish you all the luck in finding new digs,,,,,,,and you are
right....sometimes we just need to get rid of the junk in our lives, and
move on! For 65, you are one 'tough lady'. You will survive...Please let
us know how things turn out.

--
Started LC Sept 26/04
189/178/125
"Jean Staffen" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

Quoted message said:

You are so right, Ada Ma. And thank you to all of you who sent me hugs,

good

Quoted message said:

advice and encouragement. Thanks, I NEEDED that. I'm back on LC, had a
pretty good day, and I'm looking forward to hitting the bricks on Tuesday

to

Quoted message said:

find new digs. Even without the lousy neighbors, this house, the yard,

the

Quoted message said:

animals, the job -- everything -- are too expensive and too much work for

a

Quoted message said:

65 year old woman with emphasema. I'm fixing to start throwing off

ballast.

Quoted message said:

"Ada Ma" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

Quoted message said:

You have done the right thing about the dog. Please don't beat
yourself up for the ice cream, we all go off LC from time to time. I
don't know how trailer park works, but I hope you find a better place
to park your residence soon. You don't want to stay too long around
abusers and tragedy onlookers anyway. People who didn't stand up for
the victims when they're in the position to do so are partners in
crime with the perpetuator. {{{Jean Staffen}}}

"Jean Staffen" <[email hidden]> wrote in message

news:<[email hidden]>...

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

My personal program requires me to stay straight with myself and

others,

Quoted message said:

so

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

I need to post this.

I'm going thru a solid wall of hell in the residence area of my life.

Job

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

sucks, too, but I can live with that. My health doesn't seem to be

getting

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

much better, either.

The [censored] really hit the fan last week when my next door neighbor took

off

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

for several days and left his old dog locked in his RV. After about 3

days

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

of listening to the poor dog howl and cry, I informed management of

the

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

situation and they said they couldn't do anything (actually they acted

more

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

like they didn't give a [censored] and why was I bothering them). So I let

the

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situation go one more day, had a consult with my vet and then called

the

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cops.

When I did that, management decided to get off their asses and they

called

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the dog's owner and made arrangements for someone to pick up the dog.

They

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were very mad at me for raising hell about the situation.

The neighbor on the other side of the [censored] came over and mowed his

lawn

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

and picked up a pile of trash he had stacked up in his front yard.

Obviously there is some truth to the phrase "trailer park trash." I

bought

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

my trailer new three years ago and I have loved living in it. But I

am

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

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absolutely overwhelmed by the stupidity and meanness of the other

residents

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in this park.
I'm moving as soon as I can find a place and giving the house back to

the

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bank and filing bankruptcy.

All that rant just to say this. A chain always gives at its weakest

link.

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

I didn't drink, I didn't smoke, but I had three pints of Ben & Jerry's

on

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

three different days. Ice Cream is like a tranquilizer for me and I

was

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

close to a nervous breakdown.

Thank God, I didn't gain even one pound, and I seem to be a little

more

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

settled today, but this has been a rough patch - more like hell,

actually.

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

I have 31 years sober, 3 1/2 years off cigarettes, 1 year into LC

(with

Quoted message said:

the

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

exception of the last three days) and a total loss of 40 pounds.

Don't bother giving me a hard time and heaping some more abuse on my

head, I

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

have plenty thank you. I will killfile anyone who doesn't respond to

this

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with a little kindness. I am in tolerance frustration.

I think you behaved with remarkable restraint. Did you remember to
share the ice-cream with the dog? Dogs love to lick the carton.
Sometimes, you have to buy ice-cream just so they can do that. Lick the
empty carton...

zee

Luna said:

Neither cats nor dogs are evil. Birds are the ones who are out to get us.
Hitchcock even made a whole documentary about it.

Snakes.
"huggin' m'dog"

Lybbe
Started Bernstein Diet October 2, 2004 - 243.0
Today's weight - 235.2
Goal - 150

Quoted message said:

In article <[email hidden]>,

JC Der Koenig said:

You spelled "cats" wrong.

--
You take stupid to a new level. -- MFW

"Major ChrisB" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

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I hate dogs....evil little things....

On Mon, 18 Oct 2004 02:27:16 GMT, Luna
<[email hidden]> wrote:

Fabulous writing! You took me right to that place with you. Thanks for
ruining my morning...LOLOLOL

Lybbe
Started Bernstein Diet October 2, 2004 - 243.0
Today's weight - 235.2
Goal - 150

Quoted message said:

In article <[email hidden]>,

(DG511) said:

Quoted message said:

Luna [email hidden]

Quoted message said:

Neither cats nor dogs are evil. Birds are the ones who are out to get us.
Hitchcock even made a whole documentary about it.

Oh, Luna, I love that line! Would you mind if I use it as my tag line on
another site?

I would not mind at all. Did I ever tell you about the time I was attacked
by a dead bird? I was waiting under a tree at a bus stop, on a dismal
rainy afternoon. A gust of wind shook the tree like the breath of the
devil himself. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a dark, heavy thing fall
out of the tree and land right next to my leg. I looked down and saw it
was a soggy dead bird, the big black kind that, when alive, sits on a tree
limb or a fence post with its beady little eyes following you as if it can
see into your soul, and doesn't like what it sees. Startled, I jumped.
And that's when I realized this was no ordinary dead bird. This fiend of
hell had managed to torment me from the beyond by somehow attaching itself
to the cuff of my pants. I shook my leg vigorously, hoping to dislodge the
loathsome wet feathered mass, all the while screaming and flailing my arms
about like a rabid Hillary Duff fan on PCP, but to no avail. I'm sure I
was a quite a sight to the passing motorists. Eventually I gathered the
remains of my wits about me enough to be able to grab a fallen branch, with
which I was able to remove the foul thing. I scraped the corpse off and
flung in into the road, whereupon it was immediately squashed flat by a
truck, spattering evil bird blood and evil bird guts all over my pants. My
whole life I'd been told not to stand under a tree in a rainstorm, and now
I know why.

When I was a kid I had a band directed who got pooped on. I was glad about
it 🙂

FOB wrote:
|| Have you been practicing your writing? Great description. The
|| worst bird encounter I ever did not directly affect me. When I was
|| in high school, my best friend and I were walking along eating
|| sandwiches one day and a bird dropped a worm right on her sandwich.
|| We weren't even under a tree. <G>
||
||
|| In news:[email hidden],
|| Luna <[email hidden]> stated
|||
||| I would not mind at all. Did I ever tell you about the time I was
||| attacked by a dead bird? I was waiting under a tree at a bus stop,
||| on a dismal rainy afternoon. A gust of wind shook the tree like the
||| breath of the devil himself. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a
||| dark, heavy thing fall out of the tree and land right next to my
||| leg.
||| I looked down and saw it was a soggy dead bird, the big black kind
||| that, when alive, sits on a tree limb or a fence post with its beady
||| little eyes following you as if it can see into your soul, and
||| doesn't like what it sees. Startled, I jumped. And that's when I
||| realized this was no ordinary dead bird. This fiend of hell had
||| managed to torment me from the beyond by somehow attaching itself to
||| the cuff of my pants. I shook my leg vigorously, hoping to dislodge
||| the loathsome wet feathered mass, all the while screaming and
||| flailing my arms about like a rabid Hillary Duff fan on PCP, but to
||| no avail. I'm sure I was a quite a sight to the passing motorists.
||| Eventually I gathered the remains of my wits about me enough to be
||| able to grab a fallen branch, with which I was able to remove the
||| foul thing. I scraped the corpse off and flung in into the road,
||| whereupon it was immediately squashed flat by a truck, spattering
||| evil bird blood and evil bird guts all over my pants. My whole life
||| I'd been told not to stand under a tree in a rainstorm, and now I
||| know why.
|||
||| --
||| Michelle Levin
||| http://www.mindspring.com/~lunachick
|||
||| I have only 3 flaws. My first flaw is thinking that I only have 3
||| flaws.

"FOB" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

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Be kinder to yourself, this is a terrible situation and a little ice cream
is not an evil thing. You did the right thing for the dog though you

might

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have called the police or animal control without informing management.

They

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might have kept your identity confidential to prevent retaliation. Don't
make a decision about bankruptcy in haste, is there no possibility that

you

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could sell your place?

I did call animal control first. They asked if the dog's owner was home. I
told them that was the problem, he hadn't been home for three days. They
said they couldn't do anything until he came home. I told them the dog
would be dead by that time. They said when he came home to call them and
they would come talk to him, but if he says he's been home all along and
takes good care of his dog, it is my word against his, blah, blah, blah.

I called the cops the next day. They didn't do anything either, just talked
to the manager, who told them the situation was under control. The same
manager who told me the day before that they didn't want to "bother" the
dog's owner at work.

Now, no one is speaking to me at all. If they are on their front porch when
I take my dog for a walk, they get up, go inside and close the door. I'm
living in a [censored] looney bin.

: I have 31 years sober, 3 1/2 years off cigarettes, 1 year into LC
(with the
: exception of the last three days) and a total loss of 40 pounds.
:
:

i believe you made the right choices jean...............congrats to
you AND your sobriety/smobriety!

rosie
8-26-82

Thank you, Rosie. The hardest part of this is selecting one pet to keep out
of four. I have two cats and two dogs and the facility I've applied to only
allows one pet (cat or dog). It is breaking my heart having to give up
three of them - I love them all.

" rosie readandpost" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
news:[email hidden]...

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: I have 31 years sober, 3 1/2 years off cigarettes, 1 year into LC
(with the
: exception of the last three days) and a total loss of 40 pounds.
:
:

i believe you made the right choices jean...............congrats to
you AND your sobriety/smobriety!

rosie
8-26-82

Luna <[email hidden]> wrote in message news:<[email hidden]>...

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Luna [email hidden]

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Neither cats nor dogs are evil. Birds are the ones who are out to get us.
Hitchcock even made a whole documentary about it.

Oh, Luna, I love that line! Would you mind if I use it as my tag line on
another site?

I would not mind at all. Did I ever tell you about the time I was attacked
by a dead bird? I was waiting under a tree at a bus stop, on a dismal
rainy afternoon. A gust of wind shook the tree like the breath of the
devil himself. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a dark, heavy thing fall
out of the tree and land right next to my leg. I looked down and saw it
was a soggy dead bird, the big black kind that, when alive, sits on a tree
limb or a fence post with its beady little eyes following you as if it can
see into your soul, and doesn't like what it sees. Startled, I jumped.
And that's when I realized this was no ordinary dead bird. This fiend of
hell had managed to torment me from the beyond by somehow attaching itself
to the cuff of my pants. I shook my leg vigorously, hoping to dislodge the
loathsome wet feathered mass, all the while screaming and flailing my arms
about like a rabid Hillary Duff fan on PCP, but to no avail. I'm sure I
was a quite a sight to the passing motorists. Eventually I gathered the
remains of my wits about me enough to be able to grab a fallen branch, with
which I was able to remove the foul thing. I scraped the corpse off and
flung in into the road, whereupon it was immediately squashed flat by a
truck, spattering evil bird blood and evil bird guts all over my pants. My
whole life I'd been told not to stand under a tree in a rainstorm, and now
I know why.

Luna, to support your theory I'd like to share that I'd got pooped on
twice and I was robbed by a seagull. In Aberdeen, Scotland, they have
the largest seagulls I have ever seen. The size of a basketball, each
of them is waaaay bigger than the ones I saw in other parts of UK and
in all other places in the world I'd been. One day I left the window
in my kitchen opened, and on the window sill I had a pack of scuttle
fish flakes. I was in my lounge, heard some noise that sounded like
flapping wings coming in from the kitchen and so I ran to see what
happened. I saw nothing. Then I look through the window onto the
roof the public toilet (yes I live next to a disused public toilet
which used to be a local jail) and I saw this nasty bugger poking
through the bag with its beak and shaking out the flakes. Feeling
furious at being robbed by a bird I tried to find something from my
kitchen to throw at the bird without feeding it. Sadly, all I had was
a shallot.

"Jean Staffen" <[email hidden]> wrote in message news:<[email hidden]>...

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My personal program requires me to stay straight with myself and others, so
I need to post this.

I'm going thru a solid wall of hell in the residence area of my life. Job
sucks, too, but I can live with that. My health doesn't seem to be getting
much better, either.

The [censored] really hit the fan last week when my next door neighbor took off
for several days and left his old dog locked in his RV. After about 3 days
of listening to the poor dog howl and cry, I informed management of the
situation and they said they couldn't do anything (actually they acted more
like they didn't give a [censored] and why was I bothering them). So I let the
situation go one more day, had a consult with my vet and then called the
cops.

When I did that, management decided to get off their asses and they called
the dog's owner and made arrangements for someone to pick up the dog. They
were very mad at me for raising hell about the situation.

The neighbor on the other side of the [censored] came over and mowed his lawn
and picked up a pile of trash he had stacked up in his front yard.

Obviously there is some truth to the phrase "trailer park trash." I bought
my trailer new three years ago and I have loved living in it. But I am
absolutely overwhelmed by the stupidity and meanness of the other residents
in this park.
I'm moving as soon as I can find a place and giving the house back to the
bank and filing bankruptcy.

All that rant just to say this. A chain always gives at its weakest link.
I didn't drink, I didn't smoke, but I had three pints of Ben & Jerry's on
three different days. Ice Cream is like a tranquilizer for me and I was
close to a nervous breakdown.

Thank God, I didn't gain even one pound, and I seem to be a little more
settled today, but this has been a rough patch - more like hell, actually.

I have 31 years sober, 3 1/2 years off cigarettes, 1 year into LC (with the
exception of the last three days) and a total loss of 40 pounds.

Don't bother giving me a hard time and heaping some more abuse on my head, I
have plenty thank you. I will killfile anyone who doesn't respond to this
with a little kindness. I am in tolerance frustration.

Well Jean, Not that I am a Bible thumper or anything. I do believe
there is a God. There is a scripture in the Bible that says " Let he
who is without sin, cast the first stone" There is not one person in
this newsgroup who hasnt stumbled. Some may not feel comfortable
letting others know their weakness. You on the otherhand have
expressed your humaness ( is that even a word). We are all human and
we make mistakes. So you tripped on your journey. Pick yourself up,
dust yourself off, get back on the wagon, and carry on.
Sometimes when you think life can get no worse, it gets worse
but........ there is light at the end of the tunnel at some point.
This too shall pass. Remember something.... Life is every changing. No
day is like the day before nor will it be like the next day coming.
Life is full of constant changes and things will get better. Be
patient..
I myself have been a very bad girl smothering my recent sorrow in
carbs. Im currently on induction and suffering the withdrawals. Life
can be the [censored] but it can be good too. Hang in ther kiddo!!!!!!
Laureen

Saffire <[email hidden]> wrote in message news:<[email hidden]>...

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My personal program requires me to stay straight with myself and others, so
I need to post this.

I'm going thru a solid wall of hell in the residence area of my life. Job
sucks, too, but I can live with that. My health doesn't seem to be getting
much better, either.

Wow, Jean, that really SUCKS! Serious friction with the neighbors can be HELL --
I had to move in the middle of the night once due to the angry (not to mention
deranged and ARMED) man who lived in the apartment under mine (and I had lived
there for 7 years prior to that). You did the right thing about the dog.

I have a funny nasty neighbor story for you. My neighbor has this big
dog who jumps their tiny fence. He loves to drop his 3 pound piles in
my yard. I nicely asked his wife to do something to keep the dog in
their yard as I was getting tired of scooping the [censored] from his new
ceremonial crapping grounds (my yard). Well she got all nasty with me
telling me my dog barking scares her totally blind daughter. I told
her my little dog cant jump a 6 foot wood fence and she had nothing to
worry about. I then turned away and went in my house. Later in the
afternoon her husband shows up at my door looking like Farmer John
with his trusty shovel. He gruffly says to me "WHERE"S THE [censored]". I
take him to the one fresh one and the 2 old dry ones. He hastily
shovels up the fresh one, shovels the one old dry one and when he gets
to the last dry one the [censored] rolled off the shovel. " I said to him
"Ya dropped some". He says to me "Jesus Christ!" he hooshes the [censored]
left on the shovel into the street, bends over picks up the [censored] that
fell off with his BARE HANDS!!! ad throws that into the street too!
ICK!!!!! he then trots off and I shout" Well now! That was mightly
right neighborly of you wasn't it?"
The dog has never crapped in my yard since.
Laureen

<< Now, no one is speaking to me at all. If they are on their front porch when
I take my dog for a walk, they get up, go inside and close the door. I'm
living in a [censored] looney bin. >><BR><BR>

The hardest thing about a situation like this is to remember and internalize
that you're not the one who's crazy. Tho' I'll grant you that's getting harder
and harder all the time.