YOU SILLY GOOSE

 

Geese, they sure are a dimwitted lot I have to say from experience in watching our Canada goose’s quirky habits. For example they diligently build their nests in the most ridiculous of spots, like right in the middle of walkways where people will trod all over them (and now we know why their eggs are so darn hard to break) or 100’s of meters high up on ledges where they would never be able to rescue their hatchlings, for the silly geese cannot really fly (or should I say swoop down, in this case) like most birds gracefully do. I just don’t get it, really, what those birds must be thinking when they set themselves up for failure time & time again.

 

 
 

And please, don’t ask me to save the geese; we have an over-population of them at the moment, in Ontario. There are some wildlife & recreational areas close to ponds, quarries & lakes that are purposely growing the weeds there as high as possible just to keep the geese away. I myself do find them rather cute, once I get past their mega lumps of poop & am able to find myself a clean spot to sit down, after casting out my fishing line.

 

 

Thanks, Grandpa Dewey, for inspiring me to write this blog.

 

 

Yet Another Case For The RCMP

 

 

From:	Dr Johnson Lee, gupta_parminder@yahoo.com;
Sent:	Sat 8/21/10 6:43 PM;

Attn: Customer;   There is an issue with the WESTERN UNION MONEY TRANSFER in the amount of $500,000.00 USD (Five Hundred Thousand United State Dollars) directed in cash credited to file KTU/9023118308/03, at the owner of this email address.The International Monetary Fund contacted us for your compensation a couple of hours ago due to your allocated security code.   They said that they choose to send it to an email address instead of a name. We are unable to complete a transfer directed at an email address,so we require some more information in order to complete this transfer.   FULL NAME: ………………………………. FULL CONTACT ADDRESS:……………………. MOBILE PHONE NUMBER:………………….. OCCUPATION:……………………….. MARITAL STATUS AND AGE:…………   In order to resolve this problem,please email via Western Union Solicitors Fund Verification Department: (trustwesternunionmoneytransfer19@yahoo.com.hk) or your can call +229 99885987. As soon as this information is received,and you have complied with the  requirements of payment of the western union charges,payment will be made to your nominated bank account or at the counter directly from The Western Union Transfering Bank. When emailing,please use reference number 250-153 for our mutual convenience. (trustwesternunionmoneytransfer19@yahoo.com.hk)   Sincerely, Dr Johnson Lee.   Attn; My Dear,‏ From: Dr Lee Moise. (gupta_parminder@yahoo.com) Sent: Mon 8/23/10 7:43 AM To: Attn; My Dear,   This is to bring you notice that i have register your ATM CARD to the DHL COURIER SERVICE.And the card’s value is $2.8 millions united state dollars,so The delivery charges has been paid but i did not pay their security keeping fees since they refused.   Reasons for their refusal is because they do not know when you are going to contact them because the keeping fee is $55 dollars per a day,and i deposited it yesterday been 22-August-2010 So that is reason why i did not pay for keeping fee and that is only you are going to pay them,so i want you to contact urgent to avoid increase of their keeping fee. DR.DOUGLASS ILLECHI, EMAIL(dhlexpress444@live.fr) DHL DIRECTOR, DR.DOUGLASS ILLECHI, PHONE NO+229 9988-5987.   This are the information needed for easy delivery of your CARD.   1.YOUR FULL NAME_____ 2.YOUR HOME ADDRESS______ 3..YOUR PHONE AND CELL NUMBER____ 4.A COPY OF YOUR PICTURE____ 5.YOUR AGE/SEX______ 6.YOUR COUNTRY_____ So as soon as you recieved your card do let me know ok, Regard’s Mr Lee Moise.   Did you notice how both emails are from the same guy & how he’s calling me HIS ‘dear’? Well, that’s one thing I can tell you about online scam artists – they probably use the most terms of endearment over anyone, even my very own boyfriend (hahaha), and frankly, my dear, I’d like to string them all up by the nutts! I think it’s high time our government would STOP letting these bastards back into our country so they can continue to prey upon not only the hard-working folks here but also on the unemployed & the poor. Shame on all of you sissies!     FROM MR MADAWI ATASSI From: Madawi Atassi (madawi_atassi03@voila.fr) Sent: Tue 8/24/10 11:12 AM To: FROM MR MADAWI ATASSI Dear Friend*. Greetings to you and your family, I am the manager of bill and exchange in THE BANK, I have a business of 5.5 Million United State Dollars to be transfer to your account for investment in your country, if you are ready to assist me get back to me, I will give you full details on how the fund will be transfer to you. Be rest assure that everything will be handled confidentially because, this is a great opportunity we cannot afford to miss, as it will make our family profit alot. It has been 10 years go, that most of the greedy African Politicians used our bank to launder money overseas through the help of their Political advisers. Most of the funds which they transferred out of the shores of Africa were gold and oil money that was supposed to have been used to develop the continent. The Political advisers always inflated the amounts before transfer to foreign accounts so I also used the opportunity to divert part of the funds hence I am aware that there is no official trace of how much was transferred as all the accounts used for such transfers were being closed after transfer. I acted as the Account Officer to most of the politicians and when I discovered that they were using me to succeed in their greedy act, I also cleaned some of their banking records from the Bank files and no one cared to ask me because the money was too much for them to control. As I am sending this message to you, I was able to divert five point five Millions Dollars ($5.5M) to an escrow account belonging to no one in the bank. Now the bank is very anxious to know who the real beneficiary of the funds is because they have made a lot of profits with the funds. It has been more than Eight years now and most of the politicians are no longer using our bank to transfer funds overseas, as majority of them are not in power again, because their tenure has expired. The $5.5 Million Dollars has been lying in the bank as unclaimed fund. I will soon retire from the bank and without wasting time I will like the fund to be release into your account. So that I will come to your country for the sharing of the fund, The money will be shared 60% for me and 40% for you .There is no one that is going to ask you any question about the funds because everything is well secured by me . If you are interested in this transaction, do not fail to reply me back, but if you are not interested delete my message from your box ok. Hoping to hear from you soon. Yours Faithfully, Mr Madawi Atassi   Good Day‏ From: Mr Sediq Marin (sediqmarin01@voila.fr) Sent: Tue 8/24/10 4:52 PM To: . (.)   BANK OF AFRICA (BOA) OUAGADOUGOU, BURKINA-FASO WEST AFRICA. Dear Friend*,                                                                 (CONFIDENTIAL) I am Mr Sediq Marin, the director in charge of auditing and accounting section of Bank of Africa (BOA) Ouagadougou Burkina-Faso, West-Africa. I would like you to indicate your interest to receive the transfer of US$9.8 Million Dollars. I will like you to stand as the next of kin to our deceased customer whose account is presently dormant for claims. Please once you are interested kindly send me the following details information below.   1. Your Full Name:……….. 2. Your Resident Address:…………. 3.Your Private Phone:…………… 4.Your Country And City:……….. 5. Your Occupation:……… 6.Your Age:………   Best regard Mr.Sediq Marin     *NICE ‘FRIEND’, EH?

LOVE IS…

 

…nothing but torment! Stay away from that squirrely nut, Li’l ë the apple of ur i.

 

 

 

Her noggin’s hollow just like this nut & her head’s in the clouds. Sheez just too happy, that one; steady going fishin’, my arss! That’s just another ploy of hers when the going gets rough, something she learned from one of her forewarlocks (don’t know what else to call ’em here 😉 & as a friend mentioned earlier regarding , it can grab ahold of you to the point where you can’t move forward, making you feel stuck like you’re in a deep puddle of thick muck, & can also drag you down ever so quickly, just like quick sand, while on the other hand, biding its time while it toys with you.

 

I’m grabbing the bull by the horns; tired of waiting in the wings for angels not interested in falling to Earth for me, just like in that Meg Ryan film. I should be so lucky to live yet another 20 yrs from now & I sure ain’t gonna be wasting any more time sitting & staring at someone who’d rather throw away their precious one & everything they could be enjoying together. I might be a stubborn fool but this takes the , being held captive by one who doesn’t want me; what a joke! I’ve had my laughs today & musings on love, so I shall bid you adieu & get to back to my laundry or I’ll end up nekked for the rest of the day. Hey! That doesn’t sound like such a bad 

 

 That’s about it, in a nutshell 

 

 

Ontario Disability Support Program

 

That’s what ODSP stands for in case anyone’s wondering & what my papers in front of me are about – which I had to give up on filling out for the time-being after only spending about an 1/2 hour on them today because my hand & wrist was in excrutiating pain and I was having difficulty writing & clutching the pen after spending only about 20 minutes of mainly checking off boxes & filling in a few areas with short one-line sentences. Lately, about the only thing that gives me any relief is either doing nothing at all for several hours or just keeping my arm elevated, level & flat on the desk, without moving it, & just using my fingers to type, while trying to use as many keyboard commands that I can memorize on an ongoing basis so I don’t have to manipulate the mouse. All this, folks, without the use of prescription or drug-store painkillers, or any other form of pill, for that matter. I just do as much as I can do, each & every day, then give it a great big rest inbetween when it begins to hurt really bad (just like my surgeon told me to do), for what else can I really do except go with the flow and take each day as it comes. 

 

Today, you probably won’t see me shedding any tears, but yesterday was a different story with me, for after I did a few minor chores, prepared a couple of meals, & had a bit of recreation – you know, the simple every-day things most people take for granted, I was suffering from it big-time. I even had to sit by myself for awhile so that I could let the tears of pain & frustration have their way, out of eyesight from others, for most people would just not understand what I deal with on a daily basis, nor would they ever know how I feel when I’m in the midst of doing something & my hand ends up fumbling an item just out of the blue or just letting go of it from weakness. I’m sure you would feel like a failure if this were to happen to you.

 

Don’t get me wrong here;  sympathy is not one of the things that I’m looking for. I’m just pointing out to you misinformed or ignorant ones out there one of the very few but most unpleasant aspects of my life, even though it might appear to those of you looking in from the outside that I might have ‘a gravy life’ or that it’s ‘a bowl of cherries’. I’m not saying that it’s not far from it at the moment, for I am very spoiled. It is what it is, and for that I am very lucky, and also privileged to live in this fine province & country, whose government I trust will look after my best interests, especially after I worked very diligently (mainly as a speed data entry operator) & paid my taxes for well over 30 years.

 

I hope everyone’s having a great Monday today, never mind bluesy or manic (hahaha).

 

 

YIPPEE! It’s 4:20 & I’m singin’ in the rain!

 

 

 

Ontario Disability Support Program

 

That’s what ODSP stands for in case anyone’s wondering & what my papers in front of me are about – which I had to give up on filling out for the time-being after only spending about an 1/2 hour on them today because my hand & wrist was in excrutiating pain and I was having difficulty writing & clutching the pen after spending only about 20 minutes of mainly checking off boxes & filling in a few areas with short one-line sentences. Lately, about the only thing that gives me any relief is either doing nothing at all for several hours or just keeping my arm elevated, level & flat on the desk, without moving it, & just using my fingers to type, while trying to use as many keyboard commands that I can memorize on an ongoing basis so I don’t have to manipulate the mouse. All this, folks, without the use of prescription or drug-store painkillers, or any other form of pill, for that matter. I just do as much as I can do, each & every day, then give it a great big rest inbetween when it begins to hurt really bad (just like my surgeon told me to do), for what else can I really do except go with the flow and take each day as it comes. 

 

Today, you probably won’t see me shedding any tears, but yesterday was a different story with me, for after I did a few minor chores, prepared a couple of meals, & had a bit of recreation – you know, the simple every-day things most people take for granted, I was suffering from it big-time. I even had to sit by myself for awhile so that I could let the tears of pain & frustration have their way, out of eyesight from others, for most people would just not understand what I deal with on a daily basis, nor would they ever know how I feel when I’m in the midst of doing something & my hand ends up fumbling an item just out of the blue or just letting go of it from weakness. I’m sure you would feel like a failure if this were to happen to you.

 

Don’t get me wrong here;  sympathy is not one of the things that I’m looking for. I’m just pointing out to you misinformed or ignorant ones out there one of the very few but most unpleasant aspects of my life, even though it might appear to those of you looking in from the outside that I might have ‘a gravy life’ or that it’s ‘a bowl of cherries’. I’m not saying that it’s not far from it at the moment, for I am very spoiled. It is what it is, and for that I am very lucky, and also privileged to live in this fine province & country, whose government I trust will look after my best interests, especially after I worked very diligently (mainly as a speed data entry operator) & paid my taxes for well over 30 years.

 

I hope everyone’s having a great Monday today, never mind bluesy or manic (hahaha).

 

 

YIPPEE! It’s 4:20 & I’m singin’ in the rain!

 

 

 

Ontario Disability Support Program

 

That’s what ODSP stands for in case anyone’s wondering & what my papers in front of me are about – which I had to give up on filling out for the time-being after only spending about an 1/2 hour on them today because my hand & wrist was in excrutiating pain and I was having difficulty writing & clutching the pen after spending only about 20 minutes of mainly checking off boxes & filling in a few areas with short one-line sentences. Lately, about the only thing that gives me any relief is either doing nothing at all for several hours or just keeping my arm elevated, level & flat on the desk, without moving it, & just using my fingers to type, while trying to use as many keyboard commands that I can memorize on an ongoing basis so I don’t have to manipulate the mouse. All this, folks, without the use of prescription or drug-store painkillers, or any other form of pill, for that matter. I just do as much as I can do, each & every day, then give it a great big rest inbetween when it begins to hurt really bad (just like my surgeon told me to do), for what else can I really do except go with the flow and take each day as it comes. 

 

Today, you probably won’t see me shedding any tears, but yesterday was a different story with me, for after I did a few minor chores, prepared a couple of meals, & had a bit of recreation – you know, the simple every-day things most people take for granted, I was suffering from it big-time. I even had to sit by myself for awhile so that I could let the tears of pain & frustration have their way, out of eyesight from others, for most people would just not understand what I deal with on a daily basis, nor would they ever know how I feel when I’m in the midst of doing something & my hand ends up fumbling an item just out of the blue or just letting go of it from weakness. I’m sure you would feel like a failure if this were to happen to you.

 

Don’t get me wrong here;  sympathy is not one of the things that I’m looking for. I’m just pointing out to you misinformed or ignorant ones out there one of the very few but most unpleasant aspects of my life, even though it might appear to those of you looking in from the outside that I might have ‘a gravy life’ or that it’s ‘a bowl of cherries’. I’m not saying that it’s not far from it at the moment, for I am very spoiled. It is what it is, and for that I am very lucky, and also privileged to live in this fine province & country, whose government I trust will look after my best interests, especially after I worked very diligently (mainly as a speed data entry operator) & paid my taxes for well over 30 years.

 

I hope everyone’s having a great Monday today, never mind bluesy or manic (hahaha).

 

 

YIPPEE! It’s 4:20 & I’m singin’ in the rain!

 

 

 

Gone fishin’

Yep. This is my first blog posted by me via my BlackBerry by the way. The crickets are having a field day out here and so am I. See u if and when I get back.

Gone fishin’

Yep. This is my first blog posted by me via my BlackBerry by the way. The crickets are having a field day out here and so am I. See u if and when I get back.

Gone fishin’

Yep. This is my first blog posted by me via my BlackBerry by the way. The crickets are having a field day out here and so am I. See u if and when I get back.

Shady Characters

 

Recently, I published a blog related to the aftermath of what I was forced to deal with from the effects of "mob bullying" and how doctors who encounter victims of this will only label the victims as being psychotic, for that’s what they’ve been trained to see, but the victims of this type of bullying & stalking display all the signs of being psychotic, when in fact they are only symptoms caused by cyber-bullying.
 
The police refused to help me when I presented to them my facts & evidence, but I told my close friends about all of what’s been happening to me for the past 3 years since I moved into this house plus I’ve kept all my evidence & notes involving these incidents backed up on an external hard drive, disks & at sites outside of my home if I ever need them in the future. I also believe that my exhusband (the one I was with for 12 years & am still good friends with) began to feel concerned & was trying to look out for me as well when I told him that an online entity was trying to mimic him as well as other close friends of mine, and had also created fake web pages to lure me into. Anyway, you can read about all of this in eez werld & Cinderella Story B-Side (aka STOP sign).
 
To follow, within the next few months, I will be writing about my hospital stay, which actually felt like the best vacation I’ve had in a very long time, where I was wined & dined (each & every day) on the 10th top floor of this new building there on the hospital grounds (of the very same hospital where I was born), got a chance to meet some really neat people & hear their stories, had a 5-star room & amenities, an awesome view of the city from all angles around, a super comfy bed & great room mates, and some pretty nice people all the way around to hang with.

As you probably already know about me, I always make the best of something that most people would classify as a bad situation. I am a very strong, independent & honest woman, with a clear mind as well. I do not take any pills whatsoever for anything most of the time, unless people are causing me so much stress with their own personal problems & I can’t seem to be able to shut them out – that is when I need to take a Lorazepam, for panic & anxiety attacks. Even though I’m in discomfort a lot from the injuries I sustained from the cut to my forearm, I choose not to take prescription pain killers, but rather a store-bought Tylenol or generic brand of false relief, but that is usually also taken after I’ve psychically overworked myself beyond my capabilities. As for consuming alcohol, I rarely feel an urge to drink & might just enjoy some cocktails or a few beers with friends every couple of months or so.
 
I guess you’ve had just about enough of me for one day, so I’d best be cutting this short now (& again)."

  This picture, which is my 365th Blog images photo (in commemoration of the 365 days in a year) is just an opinion from someone on the net. I do not condone violence or murder in any way, shape or form, even though an internet stalker’s actions might make you feel like you are slowly being killed. I truly believe that the culprits are only digging their own grave & that it’s just a short matter of time before the culprits get caught in their own game. I hope those of us concerned can join together to help butt them out… and that includes out of our business.

Hope you have a great weekend

 It is now Wednesday, December 1, 2010, and after deep meditation & careful deliberation, I have decided to leave this blog in here, slightly edited & modified, with no hard feelings toward any of the people that I have spoken about & perhaps jumped to false conclusions about, for as I have already mentioned earlier, this is exactly what can & will ensue in the aftermath of when people don’t stop to think first before they make a move, whether it is verbal or physical. I have learned this the hard way myself & I will continue to strive on practising skills to deal with stress that may induce me to mimic other people’s bad behaviour or fight back like when an animal is being poked & prodded in a cage. My only wish is that we can all shake hands (literally, so to speak, because I do not wish to be involved with you at all) & move forward. After all, to err is human