urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribeA Sleepless Dreamsleepless_scribesleepless_scribe2006-11-23T01:00:04Zurn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:10152Home alone AGAIN!2006-11-23T01:00:04Z2006-11-23T01:00:04ZWatch the world die - everclearHello Possums,<br />Well what is there to report, no work today. My Boss needs a day off cos he was having chest pains. I hope he will be okay he's such a nice person. <br /><br />I've been learning a whole bunch of new songs on guitar and I hope to improve drastically this summer. I'm also teaching jess how to play. I can't wait to Jam with her. I know she'd be really good if she just practiced. <br /><br />It's hot again today It was 40oC yesterday here... *wipes brow* <br /><br />I really want to go to the beach but I hate going alone... I want Jess to come but she has to work damn it! <br /><br />oh well perhaps I'll do some work on the garden.<br /><br /><br />1. How old will you be in five years?<br />27<br /><br />2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?<br />No-one<br /><br />3. How tall are you?<br />6”5<br /><br />4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?<br />Buying a car, Hopefully. It’s my birthday on the 9th and then I suppose Christmas after that but I’ve never really enjoyed either of them.<br /><br />5. What's the last movie you saw?<br />Once Upon a Time in Mexico<br /><br />6. Who is the last person you called?<br />Adriane on MSN.<br /><br />7. Who was the last person to call you?<br />Adriane on Yahoo.<br /><br />8. What was the last text message you received?<br />’We’ll have to meet up for a beer sometime’ from an old friend.<br /><br />9. Do you prefer to call or text?<br />Text = cheaper for I have a special contract.<br /><br />10. Do you have any pets?<br />HA! A cat and five kittens! <br /><br />11. What were you doing at 12am last night?<br />Dreaming about a wedding.<br /><br />12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced?<br />My parents are defacto, I am a bastard hehe!<br /><br />13. When is the last time you saw your mom?<br />Just before she went into hospital to have an operation.<br /><br />14. What is the last CD you listened to?<br />The Garden State Soundtrack.<br /><br />15. What time did you wake up today?<br />7:29AM<br /><br />16. What are you wearing right now?<br />My Favourite underwear Bonds Boy leg undies and my favorite shorts I cut them up and sewed patches on… I love them.<br /><br />17. What's your favorite Christmas song?<br />’Slim Santa by’ Weird Al Yankovich.<br /><br />18. Where is your favorite place to be?<br />Either relaxing by the river alone in the rainforest of the Watagan mountains or Laying on the ocean floor looking up at the waves crashing over me. <br /><br />19. Where is your least favorite place to be?<br />In a crowded train on the way home from work! <br /><br />20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?<br />Canada, Nepal, Antartica, The Moon, Europe, Down…<br /><br />21. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years?<br />Hammering and Smelting and Creating… I’ll be a Master Smith by then! Hopefully published…<br /><br />22. Do you tan or burn?<br />Burn then tan.<br /><br />23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?<br />When I was young there WAS a black figure always following me at nighttime. There really was! Whats really freaking is that Sam says that the same thing is happening to him!<br /><br />24. What was the last thing that made you laugh?<br />Jess farting this morning in bed. <br /><br />25. How many TVs do you have in your house?<br />One!<br /><br />26. How big is your bed?<br />Queen sized matress… the base collapsed… I really need a new bed.<br /><br />27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?<br />Desktop… <br /><br />28. Do you sleep with or without clothes on?<br />In winter I wear pyjamas but in Summer often naked or in just boxes.<br /><br />29. What color are your sheets?<br />Brown, Tan, White, Blue… I have lots<br /><br />30. How many pillows do you sleep with?<br />Two. I have them parallel to my body and I lay all squ-if… Jess says I’m like Sid from Ice Age<br /><br />31. What is your favorite season?<br />Summer… Beach time!<br /><br />32. What do you like about fall?<br />The diverse colours and the sunsets! <br /><br />33. What do you like about winter?<br />Snuggling in front of a fireplace/under the covers… <br /><br />34. What do you like about the summer?<br />The beach, Hot nights, Surfing, Wearing less clothes!<br /><br />35. What do you like about spring?<br />It’s just before summer!<br /><br />36. How many states have you lived in?<br />2 Queensland and NSW.<br /><br />37. What cities/towns have you lived in?<br />Morisset, Newcastle, Mereweather, Bexly, Strathfield, Glebe, Petersham, Hurstville. <br /><br />38. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?<br />Thongs! Or bare feet!<br /><br />39. Are you a social person?<br />I am social in the sense that I go nuts with close friends… I don’t have a lot of friends, I prefer to have a few good ones then a whole bunch of superficial ones.<br /><br />40. What was the last thing you ate?<br />Medication.. URG!<br /><br />41. What is your favorite restaurant?<br />Circulate at Newtown! It’s really Arty and there’s a real Creative atmosphere. <br /><br />42. What is your favorite ice cream?<br />I prefer gelato but my favourite gelato is Coconut Vannila.<br /><br />43. What is your favorite dessert?<br />Cheeeeeeese cake! ! ! ! ! TORRI CHEESE CAKE ROCKS MY SOCKS TOO!<br /><br />44. What is your favorite kind of soup?<br />My Nana’s Pumpkin Soup.<br /><br />45. What kind of jelly/jam do you like on your PB & J sandwich?<br />I have honey and Peanut Butter toast with Banana slices! TRY IT!<br /><br />46. Do you like Chinese food?<br />Hell yes but being a vegetarian I don’t have much choice!<br /><br />47. Do you like coffee?<br />Y-y-yes I LIKE COffee!<br /><br />48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average?<br />When I’m at work I drink like six litres. You sweat so much as a blacksmith especially in summer here in Australia!<br /><br />49. What do you drink in the morning?<br />Water… I only drink water.<br /><br />50. Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?<br />I love sleeping with Jess… Spooning ROCKS! But most of the time I just listen to her snoring… She is so cute!<br /><br />51. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?<br />yeah, the left… <br /><br />52. Do you know how to play poker?<br />Yeah.. I love to play cards!<br /><br />53. Do you like to cuddle?<br />Who the hell doesn’t like a cuddle?!? <br /><br />54. Have you ever been to Canada?<br />Only I my dreams!<br /><br />55. Do you have an addictive personality?<br />No I can’t stand people with addictive personalities…<br /><br />56. Do you eat out or at home more often?<br />At home.<br /><br />57. Do you have a wall calendar in your home, and if yes, what kind is it and where is it hung?<br />We have a ‘Great and influential artists’ calendar hanging in the Kitchen.<br /><br />58. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?<br />Adrian is very close!<br /><br />59. Do you want kids?<br />I already have one… don’t really want any more though.<br /><br />60. Do you speak any other languages?<br />Japanese a little… <br /><br />61. Have you ever gotten stitches?<br />On my head.<br /><br />62. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?<br />Way too much! At least 20 times.<br /><br />63. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool?<br />Honestly is this a serious question? I live in Australia! <br /><br />64. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat?<br />I like to watch the world go by. Window.<br /><br />65. Do you know how to drive stick?<br />Drive stick? I drive stick as often as I can… HA! In Australia we call it manual and auto, Manuel is much MCUH better…<br /><br />66. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?<br />Books, Jess… then all my money is gone!<br /><br />67. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7?<br />Anklet, wrist bands… I never take off my necklace. <br /><br />68. What is your favorite TV show?<br />Jane and the Dragon, House MD and the Smurfs!<br /> <br />69. Can you roll your tongue?<br />*cries* Why can’t I do it?!?!<br /><br />70. Who is the funniest person you know?<br />Jess, Lawry and Adriane<br /><br />71. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?<br />Yeah, Cederick. He’s a pooch! <br /><br />72. What is the main ring tone on your phone?<br />Just the standard ring ring… it’s just a damn phone!<br /><br />73. Do you still have clothes from when you were little?<br />Yes. Even my wonder suit!<br /><br />74. What red object is closest to you right now?<br />A CD Case. <br /><br />75. Do you turn off the water when you brush your teeth?<br />Yeah.<br /><br />76. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?<br />Closed. <br /><br />77. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees?<br />A big bear… I love bears.<br /><br />78. Do you flirt a lot?<br />No, I have a gorgeous girlfriend already! The majority of girls in Sydney are ditzy skanky girls anyway. <br /><br />79. What do you dip a chicken nugget in?<br />Sweet n Sour Sauce.<br /><br />80. What is your favorite food?<br />Tuscan Style Wraps from the new little sandwich shop I discovered with Jess!<br /><br />81. Can you change the oil on a car?<br />Yeah, my dad is a mechanic.<br /><br />82. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket?<br />… looks at toes… <br /><br />83. Have you ever run out of gas?<br />… looks at toes…<br /><br />84. What is your usual bedtime?<br />Usual or average… I don’t have a usual… average = 2am<br /><br />85. What was the last book you read?<br />The Complete Tales and Poetry of Edgar Allen Poe<br /><br />86. Do you read the newspaper?<br />Not often.<br /><br />87. Do you have any magazine subscriptions?<br />Nope.<br /><br />88. Best comedian?<br />hrmmm dunno but I love Monty Python…<br /><br />89. Do you watch soap operas?<br />I hate soap operas! <br /> <br />90. Do you dance in the car?<br />Dance, Sing, Swerve…<br /><br />91. What radio station did you last listen to?<br />Tripple J Alternative Radio.<br /> <br />92. Who is in the picture closest to you?<br />Jess in my wallet.<br /><br />93. What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper?<br />Shopping list.<br /><br />94. What is your favorite candle scent?<br />Vanilla<br /><br />95. What is your favorite board game?<br />Battleships, Scrabble or Snakes n Ladders.<br /><br />96. Where do you attend church?<br />I don’t believe in God. <br /><br />97. When was the last time you attended church?<br />My cousins wedding 2 years ago.<br /><br />98. Who was your favorite teacher in high school?<br />Mr Cotteral my sports teacher… he called me Simba the White Lion cos I was always winning my races!<br /><br />99. What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent?<br />Two months when I was younger my family used to go camping all the time.<br /><br />100. What are you doing right now?<br />This meme and listening to Bob Dylan. Contemplating doing some writing. Feeling lazy. Wondering if I am wasting my life. <br /></div><br /><br />Love you all!<br /><br />~Mr Scribe~ <br />urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:9606Whine Whine Whine2006-11-22T00:24:58Z2006-11-22T00:26:39ZPowderfinger - D.A.F<p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Greetings my friends and fellow Rooogies.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Something has hindered my updating of late and I am the first to admit that I know not what it is. An imaginary barrier perhaps or a fear of being judged as a big baby for whining and complaining, for only awful things seem to be befalling me of late. Alas here I am, updating. Forgive my absence.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I think I shall firstly give a brief summary of events in chronological order up until yesterday.<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I fell ill; at first it was assumed I had but a mere kidney stone, however, further investigation revealed an acute kidney infection. I had to take lots of medication, which made me VERY ill. I was given the news that I possible could have kidney disease and had blood tests done. I made a new friend though… the bucket.<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">At the height of my illness I received a notification that my ex-partner wants to lessen my time with my son. There was no reasonable explanation. She told me she wanted more custody as a means to receive more money from the government. I was very miserable. I said NO! You must understand that I love my son dearly and would not have him spend more time with someone that only wants to use him as a paycheck. I wish with all my being that she loved him and cared for him as I do, alas I fear for Sammy that this may never be the case. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">The very next day I received a phone call from John Hunter Hospital explaining my mother had been admitted and was riddled with tumors. By this stage I felt as though the entire world was closing in around me. I couldn’t speak with her for she was dosed up on medication. I dearly love my mother. She is such a strong woman and to see her like that was disconcerting to say the least.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I received my test results and they were inconclusive. More medication. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Sam’s pre-school wanted me to attend a parent teacher interview to discuss Sam’s progress. I was too ill to travel but I managed it for my Sammy. Everything went well and I enrolled him for next year. This actually worked out well, as my ex-partner didn’t want to have to pay for it and realized that if I had Sammy for the majority of time that I would have to pay for it. I have Sam a bit more than 50% now, which is wonderful.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">This is where thing began to improve.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">My mother woke up from her drug-induced state and was allowed go home, although she was still on very high doses of medication. She was to return in four weeks for an operation to remove the majority of the tumors.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">My kidney infection began to improve and my medications were downscaled. I had eaten hardly anything up until this point and had lost over 10kg. It felt good to be able to eat again.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Then again I fell ill but not quite as bad as last time. This time I had an impacted and abscessed wisdom tooth. My tooth gave me headaches and a middle ear infection. MORE MEDICATION! MORE ILLNESS! <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">It took nearly two weeks to shake the infection but it finally subsided. Only problem is the dentist gave me too much medication and it conflicted with my other medication with in turn gave me another infection, which I am currently still trying to shake. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <br /> </span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">My mother has just had her operation and is still very ill. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I have been having fun with Sammy, well as much fun as one can have whilst they are ill. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Jezamay has been very supportive and I truly love her for always being there through everything. I would also like to thank Adriane my good German friend for always being ready to give morale-boosting advice.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span><br /> </div><br /><p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Stay the cause my Rooogy comrades and for all you other people be well and walk lightly on the Earth. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span><span> </span><br /> I love you all.</span></p> <br /> ~Mr Scribe~urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:9128NEWS FLASH!2006-11-05T12:55:29Z2006-11-05T12:55:29ZMeewing!<p class="">Today was actually pretty interesting.<br /> <br /> Jessica and I visited Nana Wilkes (Jessica's Mum's Mum). She was the first person I met from Jessica's family and I love her as if she were my own Nana. If you didn't already know Jessica's mother doesn't approve of me, but Nana Wilkes loves me! <br /> We played 'yatzi' all day and into the early hours of the evening. </p> <p class="">There is something special about visiting your elders. Each and every time you meet you learn a little more about your heritage. </p> <p class=""> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="">------------------------------------------NEWS FLASH------------------------------------------ <br /> <br /> We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming for a Sleeplessscribe special report!</p> <p class=""> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="">“GILLIGAN IS HAVING KITTENS RIGHT NOW!”<br /> <br /> MUST GO!<br /> <br /> <br /> ~Mr Scribe~</p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:8536A New Day2006-10-29T00:17:50Z2006-10-29T00:17:50ZBen Kweller - On my way<p class="">As the sun rose with the new day so too did my spirits. I was getting better. I put my hand to my head and realised there was no pain. My heart leaped into my throat and I jumped to my feet. OUCH! I forgot about my damned kidney.... yes that is still tender.<br /> <br /> There is not a whole lot more to report. <br /> <br /> Today Jess is going to a baptism. I don't believe in God so I think I'll be sitting this one out.<br /> <br /> I wonder what I will do today?<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> STAY THE CAUSE!<br /> <br /> ~Sir Francis Rooogy~</p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:8057Catching up!2006-10-24T02:28:34Z2006-10-24T02:28:34ZBen Harper - sexual healing<p class="">Hail friends and fellow Rooogies.<br /> <br /> I have this evening just passed returned from my far-flung travels abroad. Alas I return wounded. <br /> On Saturday Flour Power and took the precarious journey unto the Wollon of Gong. <br /> We met our Friends (Julz & Lawry) and spent the day doing all manner of strange things. Uni-cycle riding, playing boulder-dash etc.<br /> In the evening we watched V for Vendetta and Wolf Creek, Wolf Creek = gore fest.<br /> <br /> In the morning however, for reasons unknown to me I awoke in agony. NO EXAGGERATION! ! ! AGONY!<br /> I could hardly speak I felt as though a barbed spear had been thrust into my abdomen and was being twisted about. <br /> Jezamay called an Ambulance and I was whisked away to hospital. It was all a blur from that point. <br /> <br /> I remember a Doctor holding me still and a nurse swearing whilst trying to insert a long needle into my arm. <br /> <br /> Then another.<br /> <br /> Then another.<br /> <br /> Black out.<br /> <br /> I awoke for a moment to see I had a drip in my arm. The pain was simply horrendous. I writhed about on my bed and then a doctor called "Another 10 of morphine!"...<br /> <br /> Lights went out again.<br /> <br /> "It's okay baby." Someone was stroking my head. It was my Jezamay.<br /> <br /> Pain...<br /> <br /> Another dose of morphine...<br /> <br /> Black out<br /> <br /> The last time I awoke I could hardly move the world seemed muffled and my arms felt they were made of lead. <br /> <br /> The pain had subsided somewhat. <br /> <br /> A nurse entered and informed me I had a kidney stone and that I had torn the tube that connects my Kidney to my bladder. An embarrassing procedure ensued... Doctor entered and informed the worst was yet to come...<br /> <br /> Anyways this damn post is getting rather long so I'll cut it short... lots of blood... lots of pain... lots of needles and morphine... <br /> <br /> I went home to Julz and Lawry's house and stayed there another night... the next day Jess and I came home and here I remain. The pain still plagues me... <br /> <br /> If I get bad pain again it means and I quote "A ruptured kidney, if this happens it is IMPERITIVE that you call an ambulance and come straight here. If you delay you could get Septicaemia and die."<br /> <br /> Eeeeek! <br /> <br /> *Am a little frightened*</p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:7896sleeplessscribe @ 2006-10-19T15:26:002006-10-19T05:33:20Z2006-10-19T05:33:20ZTorrileah's canadian voice...<p class=""><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";">Hey my beloved Rooogy Pals!</span></p><p class=""><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /> </span></p><p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Firstly I would like to say that I hope Adriane enjoyed our little chat last night… It was strange to finally talk to you… I hope I didn’t sound to nasal with my cold n all.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I think all the Rooogies must endeavor to (by any means possible) procure mics so we can all talk together!</span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span><br />In other news… Today I actually put the Rooogy cause into action. I hope I did us proud . . .</span></p><br /><p class=""> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Today I arrived at college a little late due to my little binge last night. I was relieved to notice the class wasn’t actually doing any work. The teacher decided that because today’s class was “Society and Culture Throughout History” we would watch a movie that “would provide an accurate depiction of the Roman way of life.”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I was gob smacked when she produced ‘Gladiator’. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I couldn’t believe I was sitting in a study room of the Historical Society watching ‘Gladiator’. I mean it’s a Hollywood movie, it sure as hell doesn’t provide an accurate depiction of the ‘Roman way of life!’ <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I was fuming! Oh and sitting alone…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Everyone else was happy…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I had my head on the desk looking out the window thinking of all the things I could be doing with this wasted time… I wanted to learn damn it, I wanted to challenge my mind… Not sit here surrounded by a mind numbingly thick group of immature brats watching movies all day!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Just then, someone plonked down in the seat right next to me. It was that girl. She was rummaging through her bag until finally she procured an MP3 player. She saw me watching her.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">“Hey, I’m Maisy.” She said looking straight at me with those imposing eyes. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Hey.” I replied still half buried in my thoughts.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">“So should I call you ‘hey’ or do you have a name?” <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Oh sorry I was half asleep… it’s Lee”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">“Well then Lee you seem about as interested in Russell as I am, so…” She offered me one of her earphones, which gladly I accepted. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Thanks”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">The music wailing through it was one of my favorite bands, ‘The Shins’. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">“I love these guys,” I said trying to make small talk.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Oh, it’s the soundtrack to a movie I like”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">“Garden State?”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Yeah, it rocks my socks.” I nearly fainted when she said that because one of my favorite Rooogy pals says it too. (You know who you are)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Anyway we listened and scribbled on pieces of paper until the break. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">On our break she took me to this little salad shop across the street and I found out she is also a vego like FLOUR POWER and me. We talked for about half an hour and she told me of all her boyfriend troubles and I found out that her mother, her father and her sister all died in a car accident three years ago, she was the only survivor! ! ! Poor thing. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I told her all about my Jezamay and she said she’d love to meet her. I think they’ll get on really well because Maisy loves knitting and crocheting. (She was wearing a cool cardigan that she had crocheted)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Anyway the guy from yesterday, the one that was the pain in the ass. His name is Derrick. I had words with Derrick after our break. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">We were walking down the steps and he said something nasty to Maisy.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I think he said, “Hey freak… aren’t you hot wearing all black?” I’d had enough. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I have a pretty short fuse most of the time and I don’t tolerate fools. After yesterday I was well on my way to slipping into a homicidal rage… <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I stopped where I stood and turned around to face him. He just looked at me with that cocky macho look that all bullies have.<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">“Derrick, you’re a brainless, witless coward, my four year old son has a bigger vocabulary then you. Does picking on girls make you feel tough does it?” I tried to remain calm. He walked up close to me, trying to intimidate me.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Errrrrr, whatcha gunna do bout it?” what a moron.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">“Derrick,” I began “if I wanted to I could knock out all your pretty little teeth and turn your face inside out, you’re just a scared little boy and if you don’t shut your mouth I’ll shut it for you. In other words…” I couldn’t help it my temper flared “…If you don’t have anything nice to say… DON’T SAY ANYTHING AT ALL!” I pushed him into the wall behind him and grabbed him by his shirt.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Alright man… I was only kidding around…” HA! I had him right were I wanted him it felt so good making a fool of him in front of all his macho friends and Barbie girl ditzes. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I love it when you’re in a bad situation and you manage to say all the right things. I could have gone further but I didn’t want to stoop to his level. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I let him go and I could see his eyes watering. What a… I don’t know what he is… Pathetic. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">After our little altercation Maisy and I asked if we could leave because we had seen the movie a hundred times and had more important things to do. We caught the train to central together and then we went our separate ways. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I hope that idiot learnt his lesson today. I hope I don’t get in trouble and I hope that my teacher actually starts teaching us soon. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";">Whichever way you look at it, I made a new friend, embarrassed a Bully and got off early, a pretty good day really.</span></div></p><br /><p class=""> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Love you guys!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">~Sir Francis~ <o:p></o:p></span></p> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span><br /></span></span>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:7656Crappy 1st Day.2006-10-18T07:09:07Z2006-10-18T07:09:07ZRadiohead - Bulletproof (I wish I as)<p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Hey guys.</span></p><p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I've had two pretty crappy days. Yesterday my Credit Card was overdrawn by some internet company that I've never heard of. I spent most of the day trying to figure out what to do and didn't get it sorted out until today. <br /></span></p><p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Today was also my first day at college. I expected a whole bunch of Rooogy peoples at a historical college but I was quite mistaken. <br /> </span></p><p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Today was a drag. My new classmates aren’t very nice. They are all either the ditzy tee-hee Barbie doll kind of girls or big dumb brainless boys. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Cars, Clubbing, Sex and Fashion seemed to be the only things they enjoyed discussing. I felt alienated. I sat by myself in the back corner near the window. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">We did a stupid activity in which each of us in turn had to walk to the front of the class and pour out a categorical list of who we are… our interests… our hobbies… our job…. Etc… I had to go first… The wonderful teacher knew exactly how to make me feel comfortable… “Lee your all by yourself up the back, come say hello and make some new friends”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><i><span lang="EN-US">(JERK!)<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Hey everyone, I’m Lee, uh… I’m not all that good at self-analyzing so I’ll just skip that part… interests…” It seemed at that moment everyone in the whole room was staring at me with that <i>‘what a loser’</i> look… “I’m a bit of a writer, I write mostly fantasy fiction and I hope to be published one day”… again I felt their eyes boring into me… “I enjoy doing poi… that’s fire twirling…” …audible snickers… “And I’m starting wing chun again next week after being out of practice for about four years.”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">It seemed they were no longer listening so the teacher prodded me to continue… “and what do you do for a living?”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Oh I’m a blacksmith with the Historical Society.” I was about to run back to my seat when the teacher snapped “Not so fast! Has anyone got any questions for Lee?” <i>please let there be no questions</i> I thought to myself… <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>A ditzy girl sitting next to the window audibly chewing on gum piped up and my heart sank…“like… What do like blacksmiths make n stuff?”<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Well” I began doggedly “I work for the Historical Society so I make swords and armor, we also…” I was cut off by a numbskull in the back row,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span>“Are you one of those crazy people that like dresses up n stuff and pretends to have wars n stuff?” He was mocking me it was obvious and the class audibly giggled… <span> </span>“No, I just make em…” If only I could have met him in a dark alley…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">“Alright who’s next…” the teacher interjected…. Finally… I skulked back to my desk…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">There was this one girl though, she sat by herself in class and sat by herself on the break. The whole time she seemed to be recoiling into herself, some place deep down inside where she would be safe. Or that’s how it seemed to me perhaps I was just projecting. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">She wore a dark sweater with a hood and some black jeans. I don’t think she wanted to be noticed but she was next called.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">(This is going to sound strange but I wanted to tell someone…)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I didn’t really hear what she said. She sort of put me in a trance. She looked right into my eyes. I felt her gaze boring into my mind. I felt cold. Her eyes were so blue... like someone had painted them on. I felt like I couldn’t move. I felt like I knew her… like I’d always known her… For three or four minutes her eyes were planted on mine… then it was over… the trance was broken… and I felt we were as different again as we were before. I thought about sitting with her after the break, although I didn’t know what to say.<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I walked into the classroom. She was alone in the back corner bent over her desk writing on a piece of paper. I sat alone.<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">When we were dismissed she almost ran out. I looked to the desk where she was sitting and found a piece of paper. On it were written the words… <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p align="center" style="text-align: center;" class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p align="center" style="text-align: center;" class=""><span lang="EN-US">‘I am myself, but not who I am. You understand.’<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">I don’t know what happened… It was so haunting… so cold but comforting… I wonder who she is… I don’t understand…</span></p></div><br /></span></p><p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></p>Hoping you guys are doing better then me. <span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">~Mr Scribe~ <o:p></o:p></span></p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:7099*BELCH*2006-10-15T12:51:37Z2006-10-15T12:51:37ZBen Kweller - Different but the same<p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Hail my fellow writers, Rooogies and all you other people…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">This weekend bore a strange mix of emotions for me, I was incredibly happy to spend some quality time with my little bundle of joy (Sammy)! However, my poor old Mum is really quite ill… If of course I (or for that matter the doctors) knew what exactly what were wrong with her I could share the burden but alas…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Sam and I decided, in the excruciating 45oC heat, that we would escape to the mountains. The Watagan State Forest is a temperate rainforest and is just beautiful, the mountains, the animals… they Icy cold rivers. We splashed at great length in the latter. Afterwards we decided to explore some very VERY old caves… they seemed to go on forever we couldn’t help getting lost in our imagination. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Sam told me a story about a Dragon called X’raken and the township of Navia. He is always imagining little fantasies and stories. This one however was quite astounding! I am actually going to use some of it in my writing! I am so proud of him. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Anyways I shall update at greater length tomorrow for I am currently a little tipsy and am having trouble hitting the correct keys!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">Until then my good fellows…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US">~Mr Scribe~<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class=""><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:6886A Sad Day.2006-10-13T00:30:48Z2006-10-13T00:30:48ZRolling Stones - Honky Tonk Woman<p class="">Friends and fellow Rooogies<br /> <br /> I have to leave in a couple of hours, I’m dreading the trip! In the end though it is worth it for I get to see my Sammy!</p> <p class="">I fear however this trip shall be a somewhat solemn one for my mother is in hospital. The doctors don’t know what’s wrong with her yet but it isn’t looking good… I love my Mum she’s the type of Mum that you can tell anything! Tomorrow I could walk in and say “Mum I have to leave the country because I’m involved in a huge conspiracy” and she would answer “You be careful, and don’t forget to write” then she’d probably rummage through her locked chest and procure a few thousand dollars to see me on my way. She will always stand by me and I love her for it. She’s such a strong woman.</p> <p class=""> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="">I will be back on Sunday (depending) for I have to work on Monday. I will once again be missing you guys and thinking of you. </p> <p class=""> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="">Stay the cause!</p> <p class=""> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="">~Mr Scribe~ </p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:6470sleeplessscribe @ 2006-10-11T23:42:002006-10-11T13:51:56Z2006-10-11T13:51:56ZGreen Eyes - ColdplayHey guys!<br /><br />Since my computer crashed I’ve found a hard disk copy of my writing, although, it is from a long time ago (approximately 4 chapters ago). I have lost everything of the most recent chapters and was wondering if I could beseech you to search your MSN histories for any trace I may have sent you. I would be eternally great full for any little snippet! <br /><br />Thanking you in advance my Rooogy pals!<br /><br />~Mr Scribe~urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:6321Crrrrrrazy!2006-10-11T10:22:12Z2006-10-11T10:22:12ZTrain hornok so I'm really bored and need something to fill up my time... I don't really have to to check out to_bloody_nano tonight but I will tomorrow! I stole this idea from Torri...<br /><br /><br />1. YOUR SPY NAME: (middle name and current street name)<br />Francis Treacy<br /><br />2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your dad's side, your favorite candy)<br />Don Mars<br /><br />3. YOUR RAP NAME (first initial of first name, first three or four letters of your last name)<br />Lsim (hrm)<br /><br />4. YOUR GAMER TAG: (a favorite color, a favorite animal)<br />Green Pig (oh yeah)<br /><br />5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (aunt's name, city where you were born)<br />Wilma Warratah (HEHEHEHE!)<br /><br />6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name)<br />Simillgill (Sim Ill Gill)<br /><br />7. JEDI NAME: (middle name spelled backwards, your favorite character's last name spelled backwards)<br />Sicnarf gekrednuht (That rocks!) <br /><br />8. PORN STAR NAME: (first pet's name, the street you grew up on)<br />Noddie Lake (Ewwww)<br /><br />9. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favorite color, the automobile your dad drives)<br />The Green Hilux (HRRRMM ok)<br /><br />10. YOUR ACTION HERO NAME: (first name of the main character in the last film you watched, last food you ate)<br />Papa Sourdoe (LOL the smurfs)urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:6097sleeplessscribe @ 2006-10-11T05:28:002006-10-11T05:50:05Z2006-10-11T05:50:05ZIn Other Words - Ben Kweller<p class="">Hullo my darlings!</p> <p class="">This morning I undertook a precarious adventure. I attempted to do something unheard of, something impossible, something… heroic. This morning I Sir Francis Roogy attempted to build a computer from spare parts. There were highs. There were lows. There were moments of heartache in which I thought I could never succeed. Though, as it is with all great adventures, in the face of much adversity and peril I held true to my Roogy vows, and <i>stayed the cause!</i> As the dust settled after hours of turmoil there stood before me a whirring, flashing, buzzing ticket back to the cyber world, a ticket back to my fellow Rooogies. Here I stand as proof of my endeavour. I toiled for many hours to find a way back to you my friends and here I am. </p> <p class=""> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="">I missed you guys more than I thought possible. You are truly my most treasured friends and I hope we can continue our Rooogy adventures in peace without any more interruptions.</p> <p class=""> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="">Love you all! <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="">~Mr Scribe~ <span> </span><br /> <br /> </p> <p class=""> <o:p></o:p></p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:5806Continued...2006-10-10T02:11:58Z2006-10-10T02:16:35ZHum-drum<p>Hail Rooogies!<br /><br />Just finished work and thought I'd quickly update.<br />Not much to report really, work was good for this week it is only robert and myself so we are working on my sword! WOOT! <br /><br />Anyway I hope this finds you all well. <br /><br />I thought I would add a little to the Roogie story too! just a little something that would not interfere with anything Torri was doing for her part but would add a little atmossphere. <br /><br /></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">“Oh I’m sure she does!” <o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><i><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">That damned dream again, the dream from which I could not wake. What does it mean? Am I dead? Am I doomed to this horror, this eternal nightmare?<o:p></o:p></font></span></i></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">‘Beep!’<o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">The ghastly dream faded and new images crept into my mind. <i>Paewynn… My sweet Paewynn, I have failed, please let her be safe, if nothing else let her be safe. I have failed everyone, Rooogyleah, Madame Rooo-gy…MY GOD… THE OTHERS! What have I done?<o:p></o:p></i></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">‘BEEP!’ <o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><i><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">I have to wake up; I have to know they are alright! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>WAKE UP GOD DAMN IT! WAKE UP!<o:p></o:p></font></span></i></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">Pain surged through my body. <i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I can feel… I CAN FEEL!<o:p></o:p></i></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">I tried to open my eyes but it seemed my body was frozen. I tried to speak… nothing.<o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">BEEP! <i>What was that noise? Where was I? Oh the pain… </i><o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">The pain tore through my body, devouring me but I could not scream or even whimper. <o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">Enveloped in darkness I could not move or speak, my senses however had not altogether failed me for I felt something tight and warm around my hand and I could hear… a distant alarm, an incessant beeping and yes, yes it was, a woman’s voice. <o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 4.5pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">“Oh Francis… I just can’t bear to see you like this…” was it Paewynn? Through the intermittent sobbing and sniffing it was hard to tell. <o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Pull yourself together, there’ll be time for that later but right now we have a job to do!” Now <i>that</i> voice was unmistakable. Madame Rooo-gy, which meant the other voice, <i>was</i> Torri. They were safe. <o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 4.5pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">“I know but I just can’t help it, going out without him just feels… it just feels…” Roogyleah began audibly weeping.<o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 4.5pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Damn it girl! What would Sir Francis do if it were you lying broken in the infirmary? Would he sit idly crying at your bedside like a baby that lost its dummy or would he be out there finding the bastard that did this?” Madame Rooo-gy, nothing fazed her. I always felt that because I was the only male in HQ with Rooogie status that I had to protect the others but I was kidding myself, Madame Rooo-gy was the real backbone of the outfit. Whenever we found ourselves in a tight spot <i>she</i> was the one that knew exactly what to say to boost our spirits. Yes, she was the glue that held us together.<o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 4.5pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">“I know… Sometimes I wish I had your strength Su,” I felt something soft and warm on my cheek and then warm breath as she whispered in my ear “Looks like you’ll be sitting this one out old friend.” Even in her voice it was obvious, the emotional Torri had been put aside and the fiery resolve of Roogyleah now shone through her like a newly forged blade.<o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">I heard the infirmary door whisk open and footsteps leading out. After it closed again I heard slow footsteps leading toward me. A smooth warm hand touched my face and for the first time since I’d known her I saw or rather heard something of the person that existed behind the cold hard exterior of Madame Rooo-gy. “Don’t you dare give up my friend, not yet, we… we need you.” <br />The doors whisked again and she was gone. I was alone in the darkness and alone with the pain. </font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></font></span></p><p class="" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><i><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span></span></i><span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></p></div><p> </p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:5579Friends?2006-10-09T00:35:56Z2006-10-09T00:35:56ZHumdrum of busy people!<p>I would firstly like to apologize for the Roogy movie on my bio not being viewable to everyone... As soon as I can get my computer fixed it shall be unlocked. The library has limited access thingys. *Sighs*<br /><br />Well I miss you as you well know so I shan't dwell on the subject. <br /><br />How's things with me? Well, my computer is busted, I lost my writing and I have to walk all the way to the library to even use the internet.... My world is practically ending! <br /><br />Due to the lack of the intellectual company of my Roogy Comrades, I have been forced to pursue other more mundane pastimes... I began fixing up the yard/Garden... I have started Weight training again... I now go running each day... and I'll probably start going to the beach again! I would actually much prefer to spend all that time writing, reading and chatting with you guys but hey.. no choice..<br /><br />I know I said I wouldn't dwell on the subject of missing you guys but I am a pretty paradoxical person so I would like to say I love you and miss you so very much! Honestly Paewynn and I have few/very few friends.. No-one to hang out with.. I don't know why I don't go out and make more friends... perhaps I'm too nervous about what they might think of me... Here in Aussie land it isn't really considered cool to be a fantasy writer that would prefer to stay home and read a book rather then going out clubbing and destroying my liver! <br />People also aren't really into the medieval thing, so work isn't really a good ice breaker either. what do I do?... I want to find some people with similar interests to me but it seems I am one of a kind and am destined to be a loner for the rest of my days. <br />Thats why I miss you guys so much. You are so incredibly Roogy. I wish I could meet you guys in person and get to know you as friends! why aren't there more people like you here in Australia (T. and A.)? <br />I have my gorgeous Paewynn of course but we both want to go out and nab some friends to do some fun stuff with! We are always having fun together but it's nice to have a groups of friends. <br /><br />I suppose I have to just face facts... We are unique and no-one will ever understand us...<br /><br />Stay The Cause My Roogy Comrades!<br /><br />~Mr Scribe~<br /><br /> </p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:5199ATTENTION ALL ROOGIES! ! !2006-10-05T02:07:53Z2006-10-05T02:07:53ZBeeping heart monitor<p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-fareast-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-TW; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA">Hey everyone,<br /><br />I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY MISS YOU GUYS!<br /><br />I'm truly sorry I have not been online of late. This time however it is not my fault. <br /><br />My computer crashed and is basically fried, I will have to purchase a new one... and saving in my situation is, as my fellow Roogies will understand.. VERY DIFFICULT! Therefore I will not be on very often as I have to journey to the library to use the internet now. This saddens me greatly. I will try my hardest to save. Oh and I think I've lost my writing too! All that work. *Sobs*</span></p>
<p>If however, you want to know the truth about what happened to Sir Francis Roogy </p>
<span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-fareast-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-TW; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA">It was early morning deep in the musky catacombs of the Roogy Head Quarters. The sun had not yet pierced the dark velvet night that clung like a tight black corset to the outside world. Although, deep inside the ancient mountain it made little difference, for there were no windows from which the resolute warriors could observe the slow morning sunrise or gaze out across the rocky plains as the last stubborn fingers of night were purged from the land.<br />No, it was a lonely life, but to be a Roogy Hero is to be alone. Sir Francis Roogy understood this all to well as he wandered alone through the lonely halls of Roogy HQ. It was against the HQ's Roogy Regulations to go anywhere alone but It had become a tradition of his, a small secret, a part of his life he kept just for himself to help remind him of his humanity. <br />He made his way as he did each morning toward the west wing pausing momentarily outside his comrades sleeping quarters. Roogyleah was giggling cheekily to herself in one of her bizarre dreams which made Sir Francis smile and as usual the cute little snorts and whistles that rose and fell meant Madame Rooo-gy was asleep, it was safe. <br />He peeked carefully around the corner that led to West Wing. Nothing. It seemed a little strange that the Roogy Guards were not at their posts, but that would only make his little venture easier. Most mornings he relished the opportunity to sneak passed the guards for Sir Francis loved nothing more than honing his skills. He stepped into the corridor and stood for a moment half expecting the guards to jump from the shadows but again, nothing. <br />He thought for a moment then walked slowly down the hall. As he passed the stairs that led to the mess hall he caught the scent of freshly baked donuts and wondered to himself if that were the reason for the lack of guards.<br />As he grew nearer the end of the corridor he saw that someone, possibly one of the stupid, forgetful guards had forgotten to close the secret entrance, the Roogy Trapdoor was of all things hanging wide open!<br />"IDIOTS!" he exclaimed then realized he had. He quickly jumped to one side and hid in the shadows to await the alerted guards. He waited a good ten minutes but no-one came. <br /><em><span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial">Why do we even pay these guys</span></em> he thought to himself. <br />Usually the tri-carbon titanium trapdoor was securely locked and bolted and electronically sealed but there it was, a gaping hole in the floor practically begging intruders to enter. Sir Francis slipped through. Down, down, down he went. The stairs always seemed somewhat longer in the darkness of early morning. Eventually he stepped out of the shadowy staircase and onto a large rockledge that doubled as a landing platform for the Roogy Plane. The rocks of the mountain although in daylight were a yellowy brown seemed almost white in the dying moonlight.<br />He took a deep breath and sighed as he walked to the far edge. There he gazed out across the shadowy hills that rose and fell like a dark ocean frozen in the night. For some reason it was here more than anywhere else that he thought of his beautiful Paewynn. He often thought of her, but now the image of his beloved Paewynn seemed to burn in his mind and he missed her more than ever. He cried. <br />"I'm sorry I had to leave my sweet Paewynn, but the cause is bigger than me... I hope you understand" He looked up at the fading stars and saw the constellation they had picked as there own and hoped she too were gazing upon it.<br />Then all of a sudden a ghostly voice errupted from behind him "oh I'm sure she does!" it wailed, but before Sir Francis could turn to see who the ghastly voice belonged to something pierced his shoulder and he was falling.<br />He glanced upward at the ledge and saw the silhouette of his assailant then... Thud... All lights went out. <br /><br />An Alarm screamed resonating throughout Roogy Headquarters followed by a crisp and serious voice on the loudspeaker.<br />"ATTENTION ALL ROOGIES! ! !"<br /><br />"ATTENTION ALL ROOGIES! ! !"<br /><br />"INTRUDER ALERT! ! !"<br /><br />"INTRUDER ALERT! ! !"<br /><br />Madame Rooo-gy and Roogyleah threw themselves out of bed. <br /> "What in all calamity is going on?" Madame Rooo-gy shouted over the wailing alarm. <br /> "Don't ask me! Quick to the Roogy Deck!"</span></div>
<p>LOVE YOU GUYS<br /><br />STAY THE CAUSE<br /><br />~Mr Scribe~</p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:4628HRRRRMMMM2006-09-25T23:37:58Z2006-09-25T23:37:58ZOasis - Don't look back in anger<p>Greetings Bloggers!<br /><br />1) I am not working today! However I think after last nights phone call to Robert things are starting to flow nicely! WOOT WOOT!<br /><br />2) I miss my Jezamay AND my cyber buddies where are you guys?!?...<br /><br />3) The instructions for posting the roogy movie into my 'Bio' only end up posting the link icon and not the actual movie... Does it cost anything to get an account with I-Tube perhaps that would be best... as you have done A.? (thanks for the effort though A. your such a darling!) <br /><br />4) UPDATE! ! !<br /><br />Well today I have to go to Welfare office to finnalize some things.... and although they said it'll take but 30 mins to complete I am taking a packed lunch and a sleeping bag because nothing beuracratic can possibly take 30 mins...pfffft liars....<br /><br />For the rest of the day I suppose I'll do the dishes and bring the washing in... ooooh.... I have to take back the library books also! Damn library books!<br /><br />anyways I hope this finds you all well! <br /><br />Love ya's<br /> <br />~Mr Scribe~</p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:4484GOOD and BAD2006-09-25T09:35:28Z2006-09-25T09:35:28Zpassing trafficWell today was GREAT! and SHITE! at the same time... <br /><br />I'm just gunna get the SHITE! out of the way first! so if you're in a good mood just <br />
Okay well... Ever since I began my apprenticeship as a Blacksmith there has been some issues... You see the Scottish guy that is suppossed to be teaching me my trade has some emotional problems right now. Prior to taking me on as an apprentice he was teaching his son. Not long after his son finished his first year as a apprentice he passed away in a car accident. <br />All of his current problems of course and understandably spawn from this event. The main problem is that he is finding it difficult to cope with teaching me the trade because my presence at work reminds him of his son. Now It's a very difficult and awkward situation for me because I empathize with the guy for loseing his son but at the same time am sick to death of getting early morning phone calls from the other guys asking me not to go into work for a day because they have to sort things out with Bjeorndrik (my teacher)<br />The other Master Smith, Robert, has basically taken over the duties of teaching me, however, he has said he doesn't really know if he can commit to a 6year contract because is 2 years he wants to teach his nephew! <br />So I don't know whats going to happen... I have had so many days off because of this crazy situation and I just know if things continue this way... I'll NEVER learn my trade!<br /><br />Anyway, I'm ringing Robert tonight to try and resolve the situation.... fingers crossed eh?!? <br /><br /></div>
<br /><br /><br />Well the Good news is that my sweet, sweet jezamay finsihed early today! WOO-HOO! I love her so much!<br />In our spare time thisafternoon we did some gardening out the front... I dug up all the soil and mixed it with dynamic lifter to help the newly planted seeds grow big and strong! Soon there'll be flower sprouting up EVERYWHERE!<br />I also washed all the clothes and hung them out to dry and did the dishwashing aswell... I really wanted to suprise her when she got home!<br /><br />In other news! Jezamay and I are really enjoying our vego diet and I feel so wonderful in myself!<br /><br />Well perhaps I've lingered here long enough...<br /><br />I'm off to cuddle up to my gorgeous Jaybean!<br /><br />Love ya guys<br /><br />ROOGY ON!<br /><br />~Mr Scribe~urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:4149JUST DANCE!2006-09-23T00:05:16Z2006-09-23T00:05:16ZEverclear - Watch the World DieGreetings from Aussie Land!!!<br /><br />I am feeling wonderful today! Yesterday Jess and I had our 2nd year anniversary. I love her so much! I think we'll do something nice together today... She is the most loving, caring most gorgeous woman in all of the land and I count my blessings for every day I spend with her...<br /><br />On another note... I really think being a vegetarian has contributed to my new outlook on life! I feel lighter and well... I'm simply peculating. I can't believe I'm actually really loving life for once...WOO-HOO!<br /><br />I LOVE YOU MY FUNKY ROOGY PALS!<br /><br />~Mr Scribe~urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:3920Sombre Tidings2006-09-20T13:10:12Z2006-09-20T13:10:12Zpassing carsI come with sombre tidings. <br /><br />I received a phone call from Robert (my Master Smith) earlier in which he told me that his sister in law had passed away and that I would not need to go to work tomorrow as they needed some time and space to themselves. My thoughts are with Shirley, Robert and all of their family in this dark hour and I hope her sister has found peace. <br /><br /><br />Take care my friends. <br />Life is such a fragile thing.<br /><br />~Mr Scribe~ <br /><br />urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:3763WEDNESDAY!!!2006-09-19T23:48:08Z2006-09-19T23:48:08ZColdplay - Don't Panic<p>Greetings one and all!<br /><br />Today is Wednesday! ! ! ok so it's not that amazing but at least I have the day off. Yesterday the forge was sweltering! I couldn't believe the temperature and just how high it climbed! I drank eight litres of water! I am not looking forward to working in summer!<br /><br />Anyway, Today I'm not working because I have to attend an interview at the welfare office to state how much time I spend with my son... Should take to long, hopefully! <br /><br />I think I will use the spare time to relax and do some writing, I don't think there is a single muscle in my body that isn't aching today. I posted some very special letters to some very special people today *ahem T.* ... *ahem A.* I just hope these very special people can read my very <em>special</em> handwriting.<br /><br />Anyway you'll probably be hearing from me again today...<br /><br />Addios for now !<br /><br /></p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:3510sleeplessscribe @ 2006-09-19T19:47:002006-09-19T03:34:31Z2006-09-19T03:55:25Zthe sounds of springI'M BACK! <br /><br />Sorry everyone. I've been Neglecting you, it's horrible I know, but it's true. I've missed you all terribly and I hope you can forgive my absence. I now pledge never to abandon you again. <br /><br />Whats been happening in the life of Mr Scribe? you may ask... well, let me tell you... <br /><br />Here in Australia it is now SPRING! I love spring because warmer months = beach, I hate spring because being a blacksmith = Boiling work conditions. *wipes brow* <br />Spring for me is a time for reminiscence. All the best memories of my life seem to flood back into my mind like the soft scent of jasmine that comes with the change of season. I love just sitting and thinking of the time I first met my Jezamay, our first summer together, Sam and how he's grown up so fast. There are so many beautiful memories. <br />Sam and I have been growing closer lately and I love that. The weekend just past we went on a picnic to the mountains and explored the caves and rivers of Boarding House Dam. I enjoy playing out his little fantasies and I think it's important for children to develop an imagination. We are forever on some dangerous quest to save the forest or slay a fearsome dragon, Children are robbed of their childhood these days, I WON'T let that happen to my Sammy. <br /><br />Work has been great! if not a little on the hot side. I finally purchased my own work attire! I have steel capped boots, a proper blacksmiths apron and heat resistant gloves (no more burns for Mr Scribe)! It feels wonderful no longer having to bludge equipment from my fellow smiths. I have also begun my Period History Classes, it's simply fantastic learning all about my trade . Jezamay and myself are invited to attend a great Scottish gathering on the weekend. I am really looking forward to it, especially the bag pipes, I LOVE bag pipes. The gathering is basically an excuse for the Scottish community to let their hair down and have a good time. There will be LARGE kegs of ale, Pigs on a Spit (which sadly i cannot indulge in now that i have decided to become a vego), BAG PIPES and many other fun activities. I am really looking forward to it. Did I mention the LARGE kegs of ale? <br /><br />HURRAY FOR PARTIES <br /><br />Writing... *scratches head* Well my writing has progressed in a somewhat sedate fashion... Being that I haven't written more than a page or so since my last update... *slaps self on wrist*... Hopefully this sad and sorry situation shall be remedied in the very VERY near future. <br /><br />There is an awful lot more to report of course however, I am not a big talker so you'll have to be content with that. <br /><br />Love you all <br />Tis' good to be home! <br /><br />~Mr Scribe~ urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:3150A lonely Night2006-09-07T12:45:42Z2006-09-07T12:45:42ZDistant wailing sirens<p><font size="5">N</font>ot much to say tonight... <br /><br /><br />Feeling a little buggered... <br /><br />I wrote lots today (about eight pages) and failed miserably at providing <span class=""><img style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: bottom" height="17" alt="" width="17" src="/stc/fck/editor/plugins/livejournal/userinfo.gif" />Torrileah</span> with an insight into my world of Aldaroth. Although it was lovely to chat.. It's always lovely to chat to my Techno Buddies!... Oh and by the way my two favorite LJ friends (my two only LJ friends), Your first pen-pal letters will be sent just next week.... I am so excited! (and do not worry if they do not contain presents... Don't be so impatient... You'll just have to wait untill Chrismas like the rest of us!) <br /><br />Had a Migraine today which is always pooey, but today, today was exceptionally pooey because I was on a roll with my book. I had really started to pick up momentum when !!!BANG!!! I felt like someone had gone 10 pin bowling with my poor little scone! I lost my vision, My arms went numb, I cursed so loud I scared my cat away.... A mild abuse of ibuprofen ensued and I slept.<br /><br />MEH! now I am grumpy and miserable! My head throbs but I can't sleep because I slept most of the day away trying to rid myself of this unholy curse! Jess is in bed fast asleep...SNORING...she's such a cute snorer... Not the kind that sounds like a group of pigs on a bad day after getting something stuck up their nose but more like a cute little baby thats had a hard days play. Oh how I love her. <br /><br />*Much Self Pity coupled with lonely sobs*<br /><br />I wish some of my good friends were online right now so we could chat... <span class=""><img style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: bottom" height="17" alt="" width="17" src="/stc/fck/editor/plugins/livejournal/userinfo.gif" />Sudyn</span> and <span class=""><img style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: bottom" height="17" alt="" width="17" src="/stc/fck/editor/plugins/livejournal/userinfo.gif" />Torrileah</span> you guys always cheer me up! <br /><br />Anyway I guess I'll go snuggle up to my little Jezabean and lay their contently until morning!<br /><br />Goodnight and sweet dreams my friends!</p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:2922Keeping a secret...2006-09-05T01:54:45Z2006-09-05T01:54:45ZAnnie Lennox - Into the West<p><font size="5">H</font>ullo Friends,<br /><br />I am in a bit of a muddle... You see there is something I really want to tell you but can't...<br />Today I discovered the movie our work contract is for... oh boy it is huge, nay Spectacular!<br /><br />Only I can't tell you what it is and it's eating me up inside... I want to shout it from the rooftops... I am <em>that </em>excited!<br /><br />I can't wait for the day I can tell you all that I helped make things for the biggest movie event in forever!<br /><br /><br />Phew! now that I have that out of my system. Things have been wonderful here, especially now that two very special people have agreed to be my snail-mail-pen-pals! For the past week my friends have been filming in our house! Toby and co. are film students! it's been a real eye opener and I actually helped with the lighting... I can't wait to see it in it's entirety and have been invited to the advanced screening at the DENDY. Thanks Toby and Co. <br /><br />I should really do the dishes<br /><br />Jezamay and I are really happy just going with the flow... Sammy is a little champion and I couldn't be prouder of him... I'm really enjoying my writing, there's just something about this project that has me absorbed, it's definitely the first project i've been happy with! <br /><br />I love being happy and contented but I fear it leaves me with little to report to you, my friends in LJ land, I will try to post things a little more interesting next time but until then farewell.<br /><br />Peace be with you my friends!</p>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:2622TAG!2006-09-04T00:59:49Z2006-09-04T01:39:58ZSimon and Garfunkel - The Only Living Boy In New York<font size="5">I</font> was Tagged by Sudyn! <br /><br />My First.... Meme <br />choose 1 thing, or 5, or hey, do the lot! <br /><br /><strong>First Pet:</strong> A New-Zealand Giant Rabbit, I don't remember all that much about him except to say he was the size of a small dog and I called him Noddie <br /><br /><strong>First Home:</strong> My first home was on a property with my parents. I only remember the small things, the smell of freshly baked bread in the morning, the ivy that clung to the archway at the gate, the tire swing into the creek.<br /><br /><br /><strong>First Memory (Earliest Memory):</strong> I remember my father nursing me on the balcony under the stars after I had awoken from a nightmare. I think I was only a few years old. I still dream of it sometimes. <br /><br /><strong>First Friend:</strong> My cousin Ewen, he is a year older than me. When we were younger my mother raised all of the children of the family. 7 children (good job mum). Ewen and I stuck together through thick and thin. I was beside him when we drove my fathers jeep through the fence (age 4). I was beside him also when we burnt the shed down after hot wiring his fathers 4WD. So many memories. We stuck together at school, no matter what we did we did it together, we were more like brothers then. We've drifted apart and it saddens me. <br /><br /><strong>First Car:</strong> A 1980 model Toyota Cressida called 'Jeena'. I loved that car. <br /><br /><strong>First Book I Loved: </strong>My goodness <span class=""><img style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: bottom" height="17" alt="" width="17" src="/stc/fck/editor/plugins/livejournal/userinfo.gif" />sudyn</span> 'The Twits' was also my first love by Roald Dahl!!! <br /><br /><strong>First Movie I Loved:</strong> I discovered a number of films around the same time my fav's were 'The Dark Crystal' "only the emperor can drink of your essence!!!" loved that one! I also loved 'Willow' "PECK!" <br /><br /><strong>First Kiss:</strong> ahhhh.. my first kiss. When I was about 8 we played a game at primary school called 'catch and kiss' I was caught by one who would much later become my first girlfriend and of course the embarrassing first kiss ensued. GIRL GERMS EWWWW! <br /><br /><strong>First Time (yes, "that kind of Time"):</strong> My first time was no exactly what you would call romantic. I was young... very young 13. There was alot of home troubles at that time and a ended up staying with some friends. My friend had a sister and she was older than me 16. She got me drunk and took advantage of me... I was a hero at school but I felt I'd lost something (besides my virginity). <br /><br /><strong>First Love:</strong> I've been with many people I thought I loved and I did in a fashion. However, I've grown as a person and now have found love and commitment in a woman I know will last forever. I love you jezamay. <br /><br /><strong>First Time I Felt Beautiful (Handsome or Cool):</strong> Year 9 at high school. Over the summer break I ran every day and did weights. When I returned to school I had a fanclub. I couldn't believe it, I went from nerd to hunk in the eyes of the girls and I got love letters and indecent proposals nearly every day.. ahh the memories <br /> <br /><strong>First Time I was so Happy I Cried:</strong> The night my son was born. Also the first time he looked at me with his big blue eyes and smiled and also the first time he said "daddy" and again when he said "daddy I love you". Unconditional love has that effect on you. <br /><br /><strong>First Time I Met my Current Partner:</strong> I was staying with a friend after moving out of my apartment. Jezamay came to visit and when she walked in the door our eyes met for a moment that lasted an eternity. Her eyes are the most beautiful things in the world. As grey as a stormcloud and as blue as the summer sky. <br /><br /><strong>First Time I Made a Bargain with God:</strong> I have never really believed, but when my son was very ill I remember walking out onto the hospital balcony and looking up at the stars. I fell to my knees crying and remember saying "I don't know if you are really even there but to take such a beautiful innocent life would be proof you are not, he deserves life, if you need a life than please I beg of you to take mine in his stead" A very emotional night. My son came through and the Doctors said he was very lucky. I went from being an atheist to being an agnostic.<br /><br />Wow these memories really carry so much emotion..<br /><br />I will tag… <span class=""><img style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: bottom" height="17" alt="" width="17" src="/stc/fck/editor/plugins/livejournal/userinfo.gif" />paewynn</span> <br /><br /><br />“You’re it!” <br /><br />urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sleeplessscribe:2419Father's Day2006-09-03T11:24:05Z2006-09-03T11:24:38ZNick Drake - I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You<font size="5">Y</font>es today was Father's Day here in Australia. I had the best day with my son, Samuel. I am really glad that despite the incredibly difficult situation our relationship is flourishing. He opens up to me whenever we are alone and tells me all his thoughts and fears. <br /><br />Recently there has been a great fire in the vast bush behind our property. Yesterday Sammy solemnly asked me if the animals would have survived. He looked out of the second storey window at the charred landscape and said whilst slowly shaking his head "all that beautiful nature, it's so sad to see it eaten by old man fire. Daddy is it truly lost forever?" now I have always done my best to educate Sammy about nature and the environment ( I am a bit of a Greeny) and how beautiful the natural world is and how important it is to protect it and so on and so forth... <br /> <br />I explained at great length that nature often destroys to create and that lots of Australian plants rely on bushfires to re-create. I explained that nature would re-claim the land and that by christmas time the now charred landscape would be once again flourishing with new life. He was much happier at hearing this and a burnt-bush-walk ensued. <br />I showed him all the seeds that had opened in the heat of the fire and after much exploring and adventure we noticed the sun was setting so we climbed a hill to watch it slowly sink below the horizon. <br />After sitting and talking for a good hour of so in the moonlit darkness we noticed that not to far in the distance there was a glowing light. It turned out to be nothing more than a smoldering stump so we pretended to be stray adventures and sat in the warmth of the glowing embers eating the picnic of newly baked scones and jiuce I had prepared before we left. <br /><br />Not long after that we made our way home singing "I'm bein followed by a moonshadow" as we went. I feel really content. I love him and he loves me. <br /><br />Peace be with you my friends. <br />