Is anyone from Finland?

The comic artist WhiteDog1 has not signed on for just about 3 weeks now. She just kinda poooofed.

Did not know if school was out on vacation over there. Something happen in Finland. I could not find anything on a Google search. But that does not mean anything.

I was kinda surprised to see around 5000 peeps visit her page a day to see if she has showed up yet.

Its a long shot but anyone knows anything about her. It would be nice



Thanks

She got married a month ago.

So I thought I would let her know something in this pic that did.



I would have posted it sooner. But DA will not let me post pics in journals unless you have a subby >^--^<

So they gave me a week free.

Congrats kitty.

I have noticed something. I have not seen art work protesting what is going on in Iran.

So is it only when the US does something that the world thinks is wrong. That the world says something?

But the world is ok with what is going on in Iran?

I am just wondering.

This is to bump off my cat journal.

And to tell you something about me. Which I find very odd.

After this happened to me.


I had many problems after wards. Really never thought as them being caused by this advent in my life. Many of them can be traced back to this one event changing my life.

Though. In all fairness. Better a change then dieing out there.

I had 6 years of music in school. 4 years of marching band. I played the Alto Sax. Anyone in marching band knows how that is just drilled into you over and over and over.

I was in a rock band out of school. Most of the peeps that I was in marching band was in the band. I was dragged into the mix for me knowing about sound systems and such. I was trained by a company for the system they put into the church I went to.

Plus in High School I recorded the ball games and put them on the local cable channel. The building for the cable had this huge ware house we rented to store all the stuff for the band, practice, ect....

First chair sax was in the band. And one day I pick up his sax and was goofing off when I realized I could not play it. At first I did not really pay much to this for I was done with that part of my life. I did not even stay in band after my last year of marching.

They wanted to win state so bad they ruined it for me on my last year in high school. So I did not go back after it was up.

Anyway, I can ramble cant I

for anyone that has made it this far.

for that

I can now look back and see things that I just blew off as being very busy or had my mind on something else.

But the other day I was cleaning and found my list of girls I wanted to go out with in high school. You know the phone list black book thingy.

I could only remember about 1/3 of them on the list. The rest I did not have a clue. I was like, No... I remember calling them all the time. I was wanting to date them. How can I not remember?

My mother a few months ago told me that this one missed me and such and how we use to do this and that and did I know she moved to FL blah,blah,blah.

Not a clue. Both my mother and I just thought mind fuck, you know where you just fart out the thoughts on something.

Still do not know this girl either. Even after being shown a photo.

That got me thinking back to other things and such that has happened.

Then I remembered not being able to play the sax that day. So I go get the my sax out the other night.

It is like I never held one before. Sheet music. blank, Keys and notes, nuttin. 4 years of memorized songs and marching!!!!!

I should at least be able to play my last show in High School!!!

So you know I thought ok. Give it a few days right!

I had gotten a box of reeds for it. Sometime, I do not remember even doing that!!!!

But I had 10 new reeds in the box. So I get it all cleaned up and put a new reed in it and such. Try to toot some stuff.

My cat ran for it life and the dogs howled at the moon.

After days of trying to remember anything about it. And even looking at some online stuff. I can only remember some music counts and notes as far as beat. But not what the music notes are at all.

Very odd that something that was 6 years of your life. Is like nothing at all.

So I Google d memory stuff and such. And there was something called selective memory lose that happened to many peeps after a life changing event in there life.

And musical stuff was one of the things listed. As peeps that was in a sport like ice skating could not even stand up on them anymore after something really bad happened to them.

Might also explain why I have never even dreamed or had a problem with what happened to me. No flash backs I am aware of. Really do not remember much about the whole thingy.

Which is something I thought would have been detailed into my mind. I even went back in the water the next day. I did not go very far out though.

Anyway. That was much,much longer then I planned on doing.

Another for you if you made it this far!!!!!!!

Has not been a good weekend. I do not do journals that much if many of you watch me have noticed. And I really did not know what to do. My Cat R.I.P sounded better then my cat died or passed on.

When SnowMeow got sick and died I posted a pic and ect.....

But his passing has really been beyond hard for me. I would guess seeing how he was at least 13 if not 15 years old.

I found him bawling leaving the roller rink on a very cold winters night. Starved and mud covered. He looked to be around a year old then or such.

And I do believe someone just left him there. For he knew what a liter box and what a bag of cat food was when I got him home. So not a stray.

He also clinged to me ever since like do not leave me alone. So for all the years I had him he followed me all over the house.

I knew for months that something could happen. He had very hard time walking. He had a bawling fit one night that I thought he had a stroke on me or something. Had his head on the floor pushing himself and did not respond to me at all.

My mother noticed that he could hardly get up on the couch. So you know a pet at that age could just go at anytime.

But still the shock was like so unreal to me.

Snow got sick and died weeks later. He was only sick for a few hours.

Both was hard. I would say going fast is better for both. He was a happy kitty up till he got sick.

for anyone that read this

I guess journals kinda help vent.

I still have Mocha AKA and Ball of Kittens that I started calling her when she was so fat from having them.

They did not get along, both her and SnowMeow did not like him. Or, lets say they where scared of him.

Even though he is gone. She will not enter his land. And looks at the door like, OK, where is he? And when she seen him "bamm" she was off like flash.

Snow did not care, She knew he could not run as fast or jump as high. So she always stayed on the high ground. lol

Still not over her dieing and now he is gone.

Life sucks eggs!!!!!!!

Thanks for reading if you made this far