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minervasoloWonderful gorgeous gorgeous happy lovely wonderful gorgeous darling friend Anria gave me Wonderful gorgeous gorgeous happy lovely wonderful gorgeous darling pictures. ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ Not having photoshop was a definite handicap in the picture making process, so she did them for me! *suddenly realises she has a photoshop disc which should could have loaded on the computer...* Ach, I could never do them as well as she has.
I have sudden urge to make many random posts to show off all new picutres, but will restrain myself.
...Tum-te-tum...
Keep getting lost recently. Well, not recently. I've been getting ost ever since I could walk. I've always known where I was, just never where anyone else was. Managed to lose mother and gran at Wisley the other day, spent about half an hour traipsing from shop to car to shop to garden centre to car again to find them. It's not my fault this always happens to me... well, it is, and I'm quite paranoid about it. I'm calm and clear headed, always, and very sensible about the whole thing, but I hate going to new places in large groups. This is one of the reasons being abroad scares me. If I get lost, who do i ask? I'd be not only separated from the people Im with, but I'd have no idea where I was either. So I attach myself to people, follow them around, even if I don't know them all that well. Did that at Disney. Followed a friend's friends around the entire time because I didn't know many people very well and I was terrified of ending up on my own.
So, just my little phobia, and proof that it's still justified. I haven't gotten lost for ages, but Thursday was the reminder that I'm still perfecetly capable of it. My other phobia? Dogs. I was bitten as a small child by a bouncy German Shepheard puppy and ever since I'm terrified of most dogs. I go all stiff and rigid and freeze, waiting for whatever pooch is barking at me to go nuzzle my sister, who loves dogs. I'm okay with the small ones (if all else fails, I could always step on them) but I know too many people with bouncy german shepheards that love to jump up and lick my face and occasionally bite. What is it about german shepheards and poor training? My friend Gene has one and I hate going over to her place because her dog, quite frankly, is a menace. He bites. All very well him being at that awkward stage between puppy and adult, but taking him out for a walk is a nightmare. So, yes, do not place large dogs near the Min. She will freak out. mH has a german shepheard puppy... not going over to his house any time soon.
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(piccies!)
I have sudden urge to make many random posts to show off all new picutres, but will restrain myself.
...Tum-te-tum...
Keep getting lost recently. Well, not recently. I've been getting ost ever since I could walk. I've always known where I was, just never where anyone else was. Managed to lose mother and gran at Wisley the other day, spent about half an hour traipsing from shop to car to shop to garden centre to car again to find them. It's not my fault this always happens to me... well, it is, and I'm quite paranoid about it. I'm calm and clear headed, always, and very sensible about the whole thing, but I hate going to new places in large groups. This is one of the reasons being abroad scares me. If I get lost, who do i ask? I'd be not only separated from the people Im with, but I'd have no idea where I was either. So I attach myself to people, follow them around, even if I don't know them all that well. Did that at Disney. Followed a friend's friends around the entire time because I didn't know many people very well and I was terrified of ending up on my own.
So, just my little phobia, and proof that it's still justified. I haven't gotten lost for ages, but Thursday was the reminder that I'm still perfecetly capable of it. My other phobia? Dogs. I was bitten as a small child by a bouncy German Shepheard puppy and ever since I'm terrified of most dogs. I go all stiff and rigid and freeze, waiting for whatever pooch is barking at me to go nuzzle my sister, who loves dogs. I'm okay with the small ones (if all else fails, I could always step on them) but I know too many people with bouncy german shepheards that love to jump up and lick my face and occasionally bite. What is it about german shepheards and poor training? My friend Gene has one and I hate going over to her place because her dog, quite frankly, is a menace. He bites. All very well him being at that awkward stage between puppy and adult, but taking him out for a walk is a nightmare. So, yes, do not place large dogs near the Min. She will freak out. mH has a german shepheard puppy... not going over to his house any time soon.
ttfn
(piccies!)
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Date: 19/4/03 08:24 am (UTC)And there is nothing wrong with having a poor sense of direction. Try mine; for years I was convinced the English Channel was, in fact, the Atlantic.
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Date: 19/4/03 12:48 pm (UTC)