who wants to live in a world where even whitney and bobby can't make it!?

i'm so pissed, this is the second time that firefox has just up and lost all my favorites and my links at the top.
what the fuck did i do to piss it off?
it seriously has pissed me off.

Happy Birthday to the love of my life mourning_again!

KIEV (Reuters) - A man shouting that God would keep him safe was mauled to death by a lioness in Kiev zoo after he crept into the animal's enclosure, a zoo official said on Monday.

"The man shouted 'God will save me, if he exists', lowered himself by a rope into the enclosure, took his shoes off and went up to the lions," the official said.

"A lioness went straight for him, knocked him down and severed his carotid artery."

The incident, Sunday evening when the zoo was packed with visitors, was the first of its kind at the attraction. Lions and tigers are kept in an "animal island" protected by thick concrete blocks.

Waverly Hills Sanatorium, with its foreboding Gothic facade, seemed from the beginning a place for haunting.
The long-abandoned hospital, sometimes described as "one of the scariest places on Earth," is the subject of an 83-minute documentary -- "Spooked, The Ghosts of Waverly Hills Sanatorium" -- that will premiere on cable television's Sci-Fi Channel June 7 at 9 p.m. Eastern time.
Opened in 1926 as a tuberculosis hospital, the existing four-story, 506-room structure is situated on a bluff in southwestern Jefferson County across the Ohio River from what is now the site of the Caesars Indiana casino. During the tuberculosis outbreak of the late 1920s, Waverly Hills treated thousands of patients.
Its so-called "death tunnel," a passageway more than 500 feet long designed for removing corpses from the hospital without other patients having to watch, has become one of several focal points of filmmakers.
"We spent over three weeks inside Waverly and over 18 hours inside the Death Tunnel," "Spooked" producer Christopher Saint Booth said from Los Angeles this week. "Let me tell you, it was crazy -- scary as well as sad and tender."
Waverly Hills and nearly 30 surrounding acres have been owned by Charles and Tina Mattingly of Louisville since 2001. "I've chased people through that building and come to a locked door, and they're gone, and I'm not the only one that has done that," said Tina Mattingly. "I honestly do believe the place is haunted."
Building partly restored
The Mattinglys use proceeds from a $20 donation per visitor to help maintain the building -- part of which they have restored, with hopes of eventually leasing the first floor as office space. The couple say they have not seen a preview of the documentary and that they have so far received no income from television productions at Waverly.
Keith Age of the Louisville Ghost Hunters Society has assisted with numerous tours and with the Sci-Fi production about paranormal phenomena at the site. "Sometimes you'll see -- it looks like -- people peering out doorways looking at you, and other times, things come right up to you," Age said.
WLKY-TV feature reporter Jim Bulleit, who has taped a number of segments at Waverly, said he was with Age in a corridor one evening when a chunk of concrete seemed to travel an unnatural path before knocking Age to the floor. "It flew forward from the ceiling … maybe as much as 7 to 8 feet and hit him in the head," said Bulleit. "I've never been up there when I didn't see something."
To learn more about Waverly Hills Sanatorium, e-mail Tina Mattingly at waverlytours@bellsouth.net or visit www.spooked.org.

most people irritate me.
ask stupid questions...expect a real answer.
i miss some people.
i'd like to scream at the top of my lungs for some people to suck balls and fuck off.
i have to get out of here.
i'm moody and bitchy.
goddamn.

some asshole i went to highschool with just asked me if i still have a bullring in my nose.....ummm all i wanted to answer that with was fuck you.
yes, i have a septum piercing you asshole.
*gasp* and i have other piercings...and don't worry you won't ever see them in person you judgemental piece of shit.

People use what they call a telephone because they hated being close together and they were scared of being alone. ~ Chuck Palahniuk

Bus Worker Retires on 100th Birthday
By DAISY NGUYEN, AP

LOS ANGELES (March 22) - After more than three-quarters of a century working for public transit agencies, a bus maintenance worker is retiring Wednesday on his 100th birthday.
For decades, Arthur Winston reported to work at a bus yard at the crack of dawn. By 6 a.m. he would be supervising a crew of workers as they cleaned and refueled the region's bus fleet.

But on Tuesday, Winston abandoned his routine and put on a suit, tie and black fedora and headed downtown to meet the Los Angeles County Board of Supervisors. There, he was lauded for his nearly perfect work record and decades of service with what is currently called the Metropolitan Transportation Authority.
"I'm kind of nervous about leaving the job, I've been doing it for so long," Winston told The Associated Press. "I'm going to miss my crew. But I'll find plenty of things to do with my free time."

Winston has missed only one day of work in his entire career, transit officials say. That was in 1988, when his wife of 65 years died.
"He has an impeccable safety record, he never calls in sick, he's always on time, he's Mr. Reliable," said Alex DiNuzzo, Winston's manager of seven years.
A co-worker, Sergio Rubalcava, said Winston began each work day by bending over to touch his toes to demonstrate that he was fit to work.
"He's incredible," Rubalcava said.

Winston said he was born in Oklahoma and began picking cotton when he was 10. When droughts and storms ruined several crop seasons, his family headed west and in 1924 he found work with the Pacific Electric Railway Co. He left the company in 1928, and returned six years later. Local transit has operated under various names since then.
Winston credited his father for teaching him a strong work ethic.
"My dad got us out of bed whether it was raining or snowing. We got up at 6 o'clock, no matter what," he said.

He said he could have retired when he was in his 70s, but he wanted to continue working to support family members who were struggling financially or pursuing college degrees.
"It wasn't heavy work, that's the main thing," Winston said with a chuckle. "It's fast but not heavy, and I don't mind the work, so that's how I got by."
He said he plans to keep busy in his retirement by doing charity work and taking advantage of his free bus pass to explore the city.
"I'll be on the move. I'm not going to sit and mope in the house," he said.
He was also offered a new job this week: to serve as honorary spokesman for the 99 Cents Only stores.

yes, it's saint patrick's day. dress in green and go get drunk in a bar and make a mockery of an irish holiday to honor their saint that brought them catholicism.

i wish i knew which of the lights in my office is dying. it's been squealing for it's life all day now. it's driving me totally insane.

die fucker die already.

Love, I get so lost, sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away
I drive off in my car,
But whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are

All my instincts, they return,
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride,
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes,
The light, the heat
In your eyes,
I am complete
In your eyes,
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
In your eyes,
The resolution of all the fruitless searches
In your eyes,
I see the light and the heat
In your eyes,
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
The heat I see in your eyes

Love, I don't like to see so much pain
So much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

And all my instincts, they return,
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride,
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes,
The light, the heat
In your eyes,
I am complete
In your eyes,
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
In your eyes,
The resolution of all the fruitless searches

In your eyes,
I see the light and the heat
In your eyes,
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
The heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes,
In your eyes, in your eyes,
In your eyes, in your eyes...

oh ambiens
take me away
one night without the constant waking up
i can barely keep my eyes open, and what they do see must surely be wrong.
ambiens really make you see some interesting things

i want to murder this peppey whore on mtv

my eczema is out of control today. i got no sleep last night and woke up every hour scratching. floyd had to put my itchy creme stuff on me this morning before i went to work as i was crying. i was late to work and once i got there i decided that i couldn't handle feeling this way all day at work. when it gets like this i get impatient and just cry and scratch. i have welts everywhere. i don't know what the fuck irritated my skin last night but it's something awful. i took a bunch of benadryl and i am gonig to sleep.

two hours and forty five minutes left of this fucking day.
someone please kill me and put me out of my misery.
i can't stick another label on a goddamned folder.

I am really that bored...that I have now created both my dogs myspace pages.
yes, i'm a mess....and yep i'm ok with that!
and yes i'll even add their links so if you want to add them you can

http://www.myspace.com/theoliviapiglet

http://www.myspace.com/minniegrr