Sit, boy...

LOL, after making people read that LONG story about my grandmother, which yes I know I didn't have to, but hey, I warned you. It is another one of my issues. This will be considerably shorter. Ok, where were we? Ah yes, my parents getting remarried. Well, simply put, everyone got back together. Told you, much shorter...*smiles. So, now I'm living in Southwest Kansas with my husband, two kids, and my cats.
Now, onto my likes and dislikes. I basically like everything and I don't like people who constantly message me every two seconds. You know who you are. Music-as you can see in my profile-is practically all rock. In this too, I like everything, except for sappy love songs. They have their place but not on my stereo. Now, for my television shows. I love my Anime-InuYasha, Cowboy Bebop, and Adult Swim. Also, I watch CSI:Las Vegas, JAG, Nash Bridges, WWE RAW and Smackdown, MailCall and MaxEx. Of course there are others, but to list all of them would be one hell of a long list. I also read quite extensively. Don Coldsmith, mainly and my Native American historical fiction.
But that is my life story with other bits and pieces thrown in.
Onto the news-A couple of days ago, I was watching the news and I saw this segment on dating sites. Now, I myself am on a couple of dating sites. Just for friends, mind. OkCupid, Hot or Not, and netfriendships. But the woman doing the story went onto Beautifulpeople.com and posted a profile. After three days, I think it was they emailed her saying that her picture wasn't generating enough interest on the site so they took her profile off. Now, this was a couple of days ago but come on people. You don't need a site telling you that you are beautiful. That's insanity. You have your friends and family to tell you that.
Hurricane Katrina has wrecked havoc on the Southern States. Driving gas prices up to the point of Insanity. We need to do something or better yet make President Bush do something. One of my friends and I were talking about this subject earlier today and he said that it will get to the point where everyone will drive just to work and back. I know for a fact that the businesses in my area have seen a drop in commerce. WE need to do something.
Continuing on, about my byline. If anybody needs any advice, I'm here to help or at least I'll try. So, ask away. Till next time, Sarah

Resist all temptation...

Today is a pretty usual day for me, didn't watch the news last night. So, I will go into a little more depth about me and my life. Much more detail than the About Me to the right side of your screen.
First of all, my name is Sarah Michelle. Long name, I know and I didn't even include my last name(for privacy reasons, you understand). No Buffy jokes. I was born in the morning. I have two parents, no step-parents or anything like that. Just two parents and one younger brother. Oh and a ton of cats, ever since I was born. My mother is a total cat person, which I think describes her personality quite well. She can be extremely friendly but when you cross her, watch out. She will turn on you in a second. My father is a bit of an eccentric-other than that, he's cool. Believing in government conspiracies and letting my brother run rampant. Which when you have a 16 year old is not good. My younger brother(can't call him little since he is over 6 foot and is taller than me) was a really ok kid. But now he's really wacked out in my opinion. Got himself a girlfriend and possibly a kid on the way. I guess since my blog on this, she is now not pregnant and yet at the same time she is. So, I have no idea what is going on. Guess we'll just have to wait and see what a friend of a friend tells me.
But enough about that. Time for more information about me. I'm a very unique personality and I'll be using comments from my friends on YIM. I was raised in Texas, New Mexico, and Kansas and I would much rather be anywhere else than right here. If you have been here, you'll know why. Went to eight schools in my life, not counting college. I think I had a ok childhood with some major problems of which I am not going to talk about here. It's not that they're too painful or anything, I think that explaining them will take a long time and a hell of a lot of patience. That takes care of my childhood. Now when I was 15, I was raped. Ok, I know what you are thinking, damn, she is really brave to admit that on a weblog where anyone can see that. So, what if I am? I made my peace with it and him. He gave me a really beautiful daughter which in turn I gave to a family to raise. So, everyone's happy. Well, except for him-he's sitting in prison.
Now this kind of goes into a television shows/me discussion so bear with me. I met my husband online through Yahoo. Yep, the personals section. Here's where it goes into the television shows. Eh, you know what, I'll save it for a bit later. Anyways, met my husband, got married to him, and had my daughter. Had some really interesting problems. Again, won't go into them here for the same reasons I gave above. But will bring up one issue. In 2002, I went into the hospital-the mental ward. Just so we're clear. I have no mental problems just depression which hasn't afflicted me for awhile now. So, me being in there was basically a vacation or you can look at it from my mother's eyes. My mother in law hated me and thought I wasn't good enough for her son and her granddaughter. Either way, I went there and for some really weird reason, they(meaning the doctors and nurses) thought I was anorexic. Maybe because I counted my calories and exercised. I know it couldn't have been because I ate all my food and chose healthy snacks.
Oh well, who knows, who cares. It gave me a break.
Now, a couple of months later, I had one hell of a week. I get separated from my husband, my grandmother gets murdered, and my parents get remarried. Wait a minute, Sarah, you're saying. You just said that your parents are together and how on earth does your grandmother get murdered? Simple, allow me to explain that week. The separation part should be pretty be self-explanatory, so we'll continue. On Monday, we get a call from one of my aunts asking to speak to my dad. As soon as I gave the phone to my dad, I told my mom that my grandmother has died. Of course, I was right in that. We went to New Mexico for the funeral and found out some strange things concerning her death. "Sarah, again with the mysterious dialogue. She was old and why do you think she was murdered. And WHY, for Pete's sake are you writing about this?" I know, I know. She was in her late 70s when she passed and again, please bear with me. My dad doesn't believe this could happen and this is some pretty deep stuff on my family. I want other people opinions on this as well. The night before she died, she called everyone in the family-all her brothers and sisters, her children except for my dad and one of his siblings. Why, we'll never know. But when Monday rolled around, my aunt( the one who killed her, my opinion, remember?) went to work in the early morning. My cousin, who was I think 7 at the time, found her. Being seven years old you would think he would call 911. No, he calls his mom and she calls 911. Now, her work place is considerably farther from the house than the fire station is. I think the drive from the house to her work is 15 minutes(shortest time) compared to 5 minutes. The fire station/EMS was right up the street. And yet she beats them to the house.
Strange fact 3-The blood. Now, I'm not sure if this is true or not as how I got it secondhand but is so outrageous, who knows. Supposedly, there was a lot of blood pooling around the body and that's just not right. I'll get to that in a sec. By the time EMS got there all the blood was cleaned up except for a couple of spots. Now, this woman can't clean, I know this for a fact. Trust me so it rang a warning bell in my head when I heard that. Number 4-Time and cause of Death. According to the Coroner's report, she died soon after midnight of COPD. Which as anyone knows is Heart failure. Now, here is where it gets creepy. Grandmother died in the bathroom which we all know we need in the morning. But yet my aunt never called 911 when she woke up and with heart failure you don't get pools of blood everywhere. Number 5-the door. A couple of months after her death, my parents went there to help sort items and such. In going through the house, they came upon the bathroom door, which was kicked in. That's why I think my grandmother was murdered.
Now, onto my parents. Simply put, they divorced when I was young and got remarried when we got back from the funeral.
I think that is long enough to read for now and I will continue my life story tomorrow. Thank you for reading my ramblings:D Till next time, Sarah

See you in iniquity

When I was writing my last post, I noticed some words were not proper English. So, I went back and corrected them. However the last part of yesterday's post disappeared when I did so. I'll rewrite my thoughts on today's post, then.
In Utah, the police raided a party that was completely legal. Every permit required by the city was there, it was on Private property. And still, they raided. Go figure, but the subject line was most true "The Breakdown of the U.S."
In Texas, Cindy Sheehan still waits patiently to speak with President Bush. With Rev. Al Sharpton in her corner, how can she lose? That's right, Al Sharpton will be coming to Camp Casey to be in a prayer vigil with the "peace mom". Kudos to you Ms. Sheehan and the Rev. for leading the vigil. For all of you who are for the war in Iraq, I say back off of her. She's only going to be there another week or so. This is so much like the hippie era. Thankfully, I wasn't around to see it but I did hear many stories about the peace marches, rallies, and other things that made the 60s "the 60s". Oh and we can't forget the 70s! My own father would have gladly went and fought in 'Nam, but for his eyes. Now remember, children, this was the time when it was considered "cool and rebellious" to burn your draft cards and he was willing to go over there and fight. But back to the story at hand.
While she waits to talk to President Bush for at least an hour, sixty minutes. I think that would be more than sufficent for the president to tell her that he is sorry that her son lost his life in his war. Oh well, both you and I know it will never happen. We all know why, too. But the people for peace are right. WE need to bring the troops home. At the beginning of this so-called war we were trying to get the terrorists who gave us 9/11. Somehow we got turned around and had to go into Iraq. Now, don't get me wrong. I was crushed when I saw that happened and I am glad that the troops got Mr. Hussein. But we got him and now it is time for the troops to come home.
So, like my title says. I'll see you in iniquity, because that is where we will end up unless we start respecting and LISTENING to each other. Till next time, Sarah

An angel from the underworld

First of all, I would like to thank everyone who has read my blog and so I hope will continue. As some of you know, I'm not much for reading news or watching on TV. Normally, I'm either watching "Elmo in Grouchland" or my Adult Swim. Maybe this will help me to keep more informed as to what is going on in the world. Hey, one can hope.
Continuing on, seeing as how this is my third post and I did promise to introduce you to someone who has a more messed up life than most people. At least, I think so... My younger brother, I won't mention his name. Come to think of it, I should probably give you a little more background on myself and my family. So that everyone is up to speed. My brother and I have two parents who are still together, which in today's age is quite a feat. My mother is a really cool woman after I moved out and she got used to my husband. My dad is also really cool but a bit on the eccentric side(in my opinion). But my husband and dad don't get along, so I don't see him as much as I would like to. With that being said, I'll continue on to my brother. Now, this was a good kid. A tad lazy but hey, aren't all kids are? I know I was-still am, truth be known. But he met a girl who completely changed him into a necklace wearing, black hair, all black clothes kind of dude.
I'm not against people who dress this way or any other way for that matter. Just against my brother dressing this way. Oh, in case you haven't guessed, this is one of my issues. My dad thinks it's just puppy love, my mom and I know better. See, I kinda of went through the same thing. But, my dad who is a bit eccentric(my opinion, remember?) says that what happened to me and my little brother are two totally different things. Go figure... But to cut an extremely long story short, I'm going to be an aunt. Sigh... I feel so sorry for this child and me-I don't feel sorry for anyone. So, that says something right there. Dad, in his infinite wisdom, won't let me talk some sense into the boy, probably because I threatened to knock some sense into him instead. I have my reasons for wanting to do that.
Well seeing as how my kids want to go outside and play, I'll go. Till next time, Sarah

A godly email

I was just checking my email when I noticed one of my friends sent me this email about God. Ok, while I am not an atheist like some of my friends are. Guys, I'm not putting you down nor am I putting down the God-fearing Christians. Just so we're clear. Are we good? Back to the email. I enjoy reading about interesting items like this and here's why. About three-fourths of the way through, I came upon a story about a pastor and a birdcage. Won't get into it here but here's the gist. Pastor saved birds from a boy like Jesus saved us from Satan. Now, here is where it gets interesting. In the Garden of Eden (WAYYYY back then) Satan and Jesus(Not God but His Son, mind) were having a conversation about the human race. According to the email this is when Jesus made the deal to die on the cross for us. Now, here's what I don't get. If He did this all the way back then why on Earth did it take so long for him to come down here and save our souls??? What about all the people that died before Jesus was killed, hmmm?
Now before you all get bent out of shape, I know that this was someone's idea and not the real story. Just thought I would share that with you.
In other news, my daughter just started her second year of school and I'm quite positive that my eldest child is in the first grade. They grow up so quick. *sniffles.
All right, with that out of the way, I can go on and explain this blog. Why I started it, I have no idea-hence the title. But I will try to explain some of the items I want to talk about on here and I would appreciate your comments on my thoughts. Just think-there is at least one person out there with a more messed up life than you. I'll introduce you to him through this blog. I can and most definitely will discuss anything. Will accept any posts except for vulgar posts. Those will go bye-bye, never to be seen again... Till next time, Sarah

This could be the start of a beautiful friendship

Wll, as the title says, this is my very first post and it will be a short one seeing as how it is two in the morning. I guess this will be my online diary revealing the more mysterious side of me. For all you who think, I'm mysterious. I'm not. I'm a semi-normal person. Because anyone who says that they are normal are most definately not.
But I do have some issues of mine that I want to rage about and this looks like the perfect place. So for all you who happened to stumble across my brand-new blog. Welcome and let the fun begin.