A Rare Find

The weeks seem long without you,
Without your touch, without your kiss.
Your arms surround me, protection against the outside world.
It is with you that I can relax,
It is with you that I am free to be myself.
A person without bias or judgement is a rare find,
And yet I have managed.
I have found you.
You do not judge me,
I do not judge you.
It is all blissfully simple.
There is affection without complication,
Devotion without irritation.
You are my light at the end of a long week,
A comforter when I feel down,
A protector when I feel overwhelmed,
A lover when I need that gentle touch to keep going.
Thank you for being there because I know,
I can count on you and you can count on me.

Jackass 2

I sometimes wonder about the situations I get myself into. It's like reliving high school right now, everyone is coming to me with their problems. Yes I am a good with listening to people, but sometimes I just want to tell them to shut up and deal with it. However, I do try to be decent so I patiently hear them out then try to gently tell them how to handle it. Sometimes they take my advice, sometimes they don't...it's really up to them.

For some reason I feel overwhelmed right now, like something bad is heading straight towards me and I won't even see it 'till it's right on top of me. I can't place what it is, but it's not going to be good. Sometimes it's something small like a bad hair day, or I make a fool of myself in class, othertimes it's more serious for me, I get in a fight with a friend, or I feel someone else has taken advantage of me. I usually have to hope for the best but expect the worse. My roommate is gone for the weekend and all these people are calling me, "Leah lets do this!" "Leah, can you help with that?" "Leah I need to talk to you!" "Leah will you go galavanting god knows where with me!" When did I get so popular? lol So I guess I just needed to whine a little bit, get a few things off my chest. On to happier things!

I saw the movie Jackass 2 with my neighbor last night. (kinda this morning? w/e) He managed to convince me to go see it, seeing as I have a twisted mind and usually understand and am amused my guy humour. I think my IQ dropped 20 points but it was so funny. Some parts were down right disgusting but most of it was so hilarious I just couldn't imagine sane people doing those stunts. If anyone is up for a good laugh that requires no thought process, thats the movie to see. So after that and some coffee to keep me up all hours of the night, we headed back. Im still awake at quarter till 4 am. I was bored so I cleaned the sink in our bathroom...it needed done. So now Im thinking I should get my shower and that might relax me enough to actually sleep. I can hope right? :)

Juciness

Ok, you will probably remember a while back when I had a post sort of griping about someone, it was all metaphorical but now Im going to let you in on the juciness of the real story. Of course I will protect the identity of the idiot that inspired that piece of work. Why? Im not sure...guess Im trying to be civil. lol

Ok, essentially what happened is that we started off as friends, he was helping me with something. So we started to develop into something more and then he all the sudden he quit talking to me. I was like, ok fine, whatever. Then he contacted me again later in the summer and seemed like he was trying to rekindle whatever he thought we had. So at first it was like, ok this might be fun, whatever. Then, at the end he told me he was just joking and he was actually interested in some other girl. Well of course that really pissed me off. It wasn't the fact that he was interested in someone else, I don't expect every guy to fall all over me. What actually peeved me was that he was leading me on only to say he was actually interested in someone else. Don't lead me on if you're not interested. Is that really too much to ask? Ok, well that cemented in my mind that he was an asshole and I was going to get revenge.

Now, anyone that knows me will tell you I am a VERY bad person to piss off. Its just not smart. It's one thing to irritate me, I can get over that, but if you really piss me off then look out, all hell will come crashing down on you. So, I began plotting and knew how I was going to work it. Well, I heard through the grapevine who this other girl was. It turns out that this "other girl" happens to be a very good friend of mine!!! OMFG!! I don't think he knows that we go to church together, took arabic together, and worked together for some time. Maybe that just slipped his mind...hes stupid enough to do something like that. So he has turned into a total stalker on this poor girl, always calling her, sending her sappy messages, showing up at her dorm...the whole 9 yards. I thought, oh thank god I didn't get him, Id be suicidal or just ready to kill him. Well, shes really not interested in him since hes turned freaky on her and had to shove him out of her room, lock her door, and then later have another girl make sure he was gone. He then proceeded to call her on her phone and profess his love to her. Needless to say, shes freaked out, and he is a freak. SO, this sorry bastard has made a very big mistake because I know the "other girl" very well...I know him very well...and I can guarantee that I have enough dirt on him to make his life hell and make sure he'll never get another girl. Oh my god this just made my freakin year. So really, my work is done. I sent him a message saying that I knew and I was laughing. I didn't say what or how I knew, but I know he'll get it. So, once again, a stupid person has just made my day. Thank god he turned into an ass!! Now, not only is my respect for him gone, but he has been put in my "stupid category" which is the one I dip into when I'm sharing stories with people about how stupid some guys are or what idiotic things people do. So now, his story will go all over the place while we all sit and laugh at his expense...oh if he only knew! I would love if he read this, I should send him a message. lol Im evil like that... >:)

Rules by Abby Lee

Ok I took this off someone elses blog because its just so true. So, giving credit where credit is due: this was written by Abby Lee on June 20th 2006. Her blog is: girlwithaonetrackmind.blogspot.com Her blog is hilarious and I am a frequent visitor. So now that you know the true author, all is good! I think these rules need to be applied year round, not just during the summer, but they're good things for both girls and guys to keep in mind.

Rules for summer

Men:

1. Wash your armpits and wear anti-perspirant deodorant. Stinking out a tube carriage in summer does not make you a man; it makes you a selfish arsehole.
2. Wear a t-shirt. As much as I may like your bare chest to fondle whilst in bed, showing your nipples on the underground is too much even for me.
3. Don’t wear socks with sandals. Just don’t. Unless you plan on being celibate for ever, that is.
4. Trim your toenails, file the dead skin off your feet and use talc between your toes. Visible fungus on your feet is not attractive: if you want your toes sucked, you'd better make 'em more appealing.
5. Go commando under your trousers/shorts. As well as keeping you (and your potential baby-making sperm) cooler, you’ll also attract interested looks from women like me, eager to see the outline of your cock beneath. You may even get chatted up as a result.

Women:

1. Limit the amount of perfume you wear. Stinking out a tube carriage in summer is selfish. A clean body smells much nicer than one doused in artificial chemicals.
2. Wear a properly sized and fitted bra. Flesh bulging out over the sides and top or nipples pointed down to the floor, is not a good look, believe me.
3. Don’t wear socks with sandals, like some sad fashion victim from the 1980s. That decade is over – and for a good reason too: Thatcherism, day-glo, yuppies – I rest my case.
4. Chipped toenail polish looks foul. Either touch it up, or wear none. And don’t be shy of using the pumice stone: it is your friend.
5. Lose the thong poking out of your hipster trousers: a builder’s bum is always unattractive – even if your pants are lacy. And if you’re going to wear a skin-tight skirt, ditch the knickers altogether: better to go commando and show off your arse, than have thick seams digging into your curves. Plus, it makes for easier access, should you decide (with any luck) to sit on some nice boy’s hand.

Night of Spiders

Ok, I admit it, i hate spiders. Typically I am not the girlie girl type that jumps and screams or whatnot. Usually, Im like, oh its a spider, thats gross, kill it. Tonight however, I had perhaps my most "girlie" night in regards to them. It's just after 1 am and Im letting the dogs out for that last time, right? I open the back door to let the first 3 out, then I turn back to call the other. I turn around to open the door, and there, right in front of me, is this positively gigantic spider web. I mean HUGE. Picture the average sized door, you know a back door, picture the height and width, k got it? Now, this thing was stretched across the entire door frame, and it was almost half way down the door. That is the biggest web I have ever seen, and it was still in the process of being made so it was still in perfect condition and getting bigger. Well, when I suddenly whipped around and saw that, I did the jump and squeal, and felt every hair on my body stand straight up. No lie, that was an awful experience. Of course my mom is already asleep so Im trying to be quiet while thinking, oh my god, what do i do?? I was just glad that it was late and the dogs would come in of their own accord cuz they would want to go back to sleep. Had it been during the morning or something when they like to go out and play and don't always like to come in when called, I would have left them. There would be no way in heck id try to get around that thing. The spider was about the size of a quarter, that was with its legs all cramped together when it was just sitting still. Once it got moving again and its legs stretched out, it was even bigger. I still get goosebumps as I write this. It is positively disgusting. I even put a note on the door for my mom so that when she gets up in the early morning with the dogs, she won't mistakingly walk out there and straight into the web. Im hoping its destroyed by morning...

But wait, theres more! As if that wasn't enough...I then took Pia outside to the front yard so she can go pee. Mom told me she had taken a dump earlier but didn't pick it up so I'd have to watch for it. So, I took her out, found the pile, moved the cage around it and put Pia down. Then I grabbed the scoop and the bag and bent down to pick it up. I put one foot in the grass and felt something on my foot, I thought it was just grass and I look down. It definitly wasn't grass...just take a guess as to what it actually was...I think you'll get it. If you guessed another spider, you are correct! There on my foot was a nice furry looking brown spider. So girlie moment number 2 came, I squeeled, jumped in the air while shaking my foot, and in the process dropped the flashlight. Poor Pia was looking at me like I was crazy. I then took several steps back till I could see it then stomped on it. I came back in, my mom was awake, and I told her Id had 2 run-ins with spiders. She got this look of both terror and disgust on her face and said she was glad she wasn't out there cuz her vision isnt that hot without her contacts. That web would have been awful to suddenly walk in to. So theres my lovely night so far...Im like paranoid now that Im going to find another one or something. *shudder*

Beware of the Stackers

Yeah I just realized I never posted the results for the dog show...blonde moment! Daisy did finish so she is now a champion. I had to go to the superintendant to make sure I had tallied the points correctly, I had so she was moved up a class. I got to take my picture with her and the judge. That was a nightmare in and of itself. Daisy would not stack for the world. I would get her in a semi-acceptable stand and then the photographer would say her front foot was off by like a quarter inch. So Id try to move her one foot and then she would just jump right out of position. It took us like 15 minutes for two shots. Even the judge was trying to help me stack her but Daisy just wasn't going to do it. Im standing there thinking, Im just going to kill her. It was so irritating I can't begin to describe. When we finally got the first shot it was a whole other battle to get her stacked again for the second shot. Once we did that though the photographer said he thought the second one would be a really nice one. We should get the picture in another couple weeks or so. Ziggy did very nicely as well, any dog needs 15 points to become a champion, and within those, there needs to be at least 2 majors. A dog can have 50 points but if he hasn't received 2 majors (meaning he beats X number of dogs for his breed) then he is not awarded his championship. Ziggy already has one major, over those 4 days he cleaned up the rest of his points. He now has 14 or 15 but lacks one major. We should be going to another dog show relatively soon so hopefully we can finish him, all it takes is one day and then we don't have to worry about him and we can focus on our girls.

I had the dogs out this afternoon on stackers on the grooming table. The grooming table and the show tables at a show are about the same size. My mom got the stackers so we could work with them on proper stand positions on the table. All they are is a metal X kind of base with 4 little stands for their feet that you can slide on the X to the desired position. The dogs didn't seem to like it too much mainly because they have no room to move, they move and they fall off. So Daisy and Rosie did not like that at all, Ziggy didn't like it but did better than the other 2, Liesl was very good with it. Granted, it took her a couple times but then she stood very nicely and didn't move. Now Jo, that was an utter disaster. Shes already a champion and has been out of the ring for a few years. We want to get her back in though so we can create a major, mainly for Ziggy. So I thought we might as well work on stacking since that is usually the hardest thing for our dogs. She would not do it, I couldn't even get her to keep her feet on the stackers, she would just jump off. So I had to attempt to hold her back feet on the stackers while adjusting her front feet. After several attempts with that she stayed on them but crouched all the way down and was terrified to stand up. So after anoth half dozen trys of trying to get her on them AND stand her up, she finally did. I sweet talked her while I gave her the inspection that a judge would do. She stayed the whole time so then I took her down, lavished her with praise and gave her a treat. She took it and ran inside. lol So I think if mom or me does this with all of them, just once a day, by time the next show rolls around they should be able to stack beautifully on the table, and whats more important, they'll stay that way. Walking Ill work on once I know when the show will be. They're usually pretty easy to flip into that mode. So theres the fascinating part of the afternoon, I don't thinking cleaning really counts. Daisy is sleeping in the little bed by me, upside down...shes annoying as heck sometimes, but still sweet.

Dog Show: Rain or Shine! ...Make that Rain.

Well I went to a dog show today with a friend and her fiance. It was in Lexington, about an hour away from my house. I found out at 7:15 in the morning, while it was pouring down rain, that this was going to be an outside show. I HATE outdoor shows with a passion. The last one my mom and I were at, it was also pouring down rain, cold and muddy. Very similar to today's situation only that one was worse. So once again, in my long skirt and sandals, I load Daisy, Rosie, and Ziggy into the back of their SUV and we head out. I sleep most of the way down. Something about 3 and a half hours of sleep just didn't do it for me... We got there and thankfully, the rain had stopped. We unload the dogs and take out the special trolly that my mom and I use for dog shows. It has 4 separate "cages" with a grooming table on top, the whole thing is on wheels so its very conveniant. Well, we were in ring 3 which is right in the middle of all the others. Since it was outside they have the main walkway that goes between the two sides of rings covered with this big tent thing. Most of the rings were out in the open but at least the waiting area was covered.

So the 3 of us head over towards our ring and seek shelter under the tent. Then we see a sign that says no crates can be brought in. Usually that is just so people don't leave their dogs unattended. I hate people that do that, their show ends so they just leave their dog in its crate by the ring and walk away. Then that stupid dog barks and whines bloody murder, distracting all the other dogs in the ring. So, I figured we weren't going to be long and we were right there so I said to just bring it in, we'd deal with the people later. I had to go pick up the arm bands and write which one belonged with which dog. When I came back, Melessa told me that the chief fire guy or whomever told her that it was like a fire hazard or something. I thought that was strange since we're in the great outdoors with every place to run to, but it was still a hazard...whatever. So, we had to attempt to wheel the trolly back out through all the mud and grass. We left it by the Eukanuba people who had a tent set up. I attempted to do some last minute grooming on the dogs though why Im not sure. It was so wet that their faces were wet and legs were wet so they weren't exactly in their prime element. I did what I could tho and we walked the dogs back to the ring. Then the true nightmare began. With only 3 people handling 4 dogs, its a pain in the ass. With the trolly, you open one cage, put in the current dog and take the next one out. Its a very smooth process and very quick because its organized. Leashes are already on and each dog has their specific box so theres no trying to find a single one amongst the masses. Yeah, we didn't get that this time. Instead, poor Tim (the fiance) had to deal with 2 dogs at once while we showed the other two in the ring. Then trying to switch armbands from dog to dog is a pain. I show 3 of them so I have 3 armbands on at once and I have to try and keep flipping the right one up. We'd finish one, Id have to leave the ring, attempt to hand Tim one dog while taking another at the same time. Hand him the ribbons, switch my armband, get the leash untangled, and walk back into the ring, all in a timely manner, aka: just over a minute. It was embarrassing with all these people sitting around, watching us carry on in a frenzy. The judge was very nice though and seemed to understand our frustration. We were hoping Daisy would get her last 2 points to make her a champion but, surprisingly, Rosie beat her. That gives her 2 points and hopefully Daisy will finish tomorrow...we'll see!