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1. At school I had an intense hatred for computers... All they ever did was crash or give me ominous warnings about the consequences of pressing even 1 more key! I’d do the same thing as my neighbour; theirs would be fine but mine would start sputtering angry messages at me. Luckily, I'm now competent and happy using them, apart from when I want to throw them out the window!
2. A lesson I enjoyed much more was Latin. I had the now unusual opportunity to study it to GCSE level. We did a 4 yr course in 2 yrs, even though it was tough sometimes, I'm always pleased I'd taken it, as it was so fascinating...
3.I don’t like heights. Well, I do like heights when viewed safely behind glass, metal or bricks. I’m perfectly happy in tall buildings, cable cars and planes... What I don’t like are heights where you have to rely on yourself to keep from falling. Like cliffs. My feet find it hard enough keeping me upright on a flat surface, never mind trusting them on a rocky cliff edge.
4.I’ve said I like reading before, so here are some of my favourite books/authors: Bill Bryson’s books, the Harry Potter series (admit it, we’d all like to learn magic rather than maths at school). “The Hitch-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy”, “Chronicles of Ancient Darkness” (about a boy who can talk to wolves – awesome!), “Merle’s Door”, “Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee”, “Falling Leaves”, “Never Cry Wolf” & “Lord of the Rings” are great! I love Austen, the Bronte’s and Dickens too.
5.When I buy books, I usually prefer looking in second hand book shops. I love the old book smell & you never know what you’re going to find hidden away in a dusty corner! I can happily spent hrs in an old book shop :)
6.I’m not very adventurous when it comes to food. It took me yrs to discover curry can be tasty and stir fries really aren’t frightening. As I’ve said before, I’m a veggie and have been my entire life. People always ask if I “miss” eating meat but honestly as I’ve never tried it; it never bothers me in the slightest. I’ll stick to “Quorn” :)
7. Talking of Quorn... (A meat substitute made from fungi, if you're wondering!). Before the development of "Quorn" scientists had gone all over the world looking for fungi or plants to create a new product for veggies and found nothing suitable... Then, eventually (presumably in desperation!) they collected a sample of a fungus growing happily on top of some goal posts next to their company building and discovered it was just perfect!! You’d think knowing Quorn comes from something found on a goal post would put me off eating it but strangely, it hasn’t!!
8.That last one wasn’t really a fact about me was it? I’m one of those easily distracted people who tend to suddenly veer completely off topic during conversations. Many times I’ve watched people's faces go blank in utter bemusement at a seemingly out of the blue comment, although of course, it always made sense in my head! If I ever do that when commenting on your photos, I’m sorry!!
9. I love drawing and have stacks and stacks of sketch books at home, most with barely any drawings in them. I am always getting new sketch pads & returning home to see half a dozen more tossed around my bedroom! It's really bad, I just can’t resist books full of blank, white paper...
10.I hate the taste of coffee but like the smell of it. I’m not quite sure why anyone would want to know that but there you go... Frankly I’m struggling to think of yet another 10 facts about me, hence the digression into the production of meat substitutes and my dislike of coffee ;-)
I'm very impressed with anyone who reads all that :) I know you're meant to Tag 10 more people when you've played this game but well, most have been tagged already and I'll be away anyway so would no doubt miss reading what people say!! My last upload till after I get back from holiday... Catch up with everyone when I get back :)
Reached Explore #341
No es nada gracioso. Estoy disfrutando mi odio mucho más de lo que he disfrutado el amor. El amor es temperamental., fatigoso, hace demandas. El amor te usa, cambia de opinión. Pero el odio es algo que puedes utilizar, esculpir y empuñar. Es duro o suave, como lo necesite. El amor te humilla, pero el odio te acuna. "
- Janet Fitch -
Hate
© Luis Campillo 2018
con Ruth Martin Curiel
Love Killer
Who kills what you love?
Who kills your loving feelings?
Who gives you a reason to hate?
HKD
Hooked on a Feeling
I hate the one who killed my bird
I hate the one who killed
I hate the one
Oh!
I hate the One
Hahahahaha!
My self is hating!
Hahahahaha!
HKD
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Pisa. Relief by Temistocle Guerrazzi on the plinth of the statue in Piazza Martiri della Liberta to Pietro Leopoldo I, Grand Duke of Tuscany - depicting his support for agriculture and commerce.
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I am a tragic figure in horror. I did not make myself this way nor ask to be.
...tissue boxes rustling...
...sniffle... honk...
Though accused of being the Monster, and of murder, I am actually the victim. A product of a selfish man's mad journey into forbidden paths.
We're so sorry for you!!
Come home with us!
We still have chicken nuggets from Friday!
Finding myself in a body and circumstances incredibly adverse to my well-being, I merely try to make my way in a world that hates me without cause.
...oooohhhh... booo-hoooo...
You will stay with us and be our friend!
I was given the twisted brain of a serial murderer. Was that my fault?
...
...
*ahem*
Not your fault, no...
Well, maybe you could come over some other time!
Yep! We're all a bit busy now.
Hope you do well with all that!
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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.
Monster In My Pocket Series 1 # 13, "The Monster"
Painted by Paprika, thus losing all collectible value forever.
North Benin. A small campement north of Tanguetta close to Burkina Faso.
During the dry season bee´s surround all containers of water. He got bitten while drinking from a cup.
Getting some hate regarding my Cerebral Palsy recently, hopefully when the video I did with unexpectedtales discussing this comes out people will gain more understanding.
"Are you Angry? Boycott your Hate"
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Fun is fundamental.
There is no way around it.
You absolutely must
have fun. Without fun,
there is no enthusiasm.
Without enthusiasm,
there is no energy.
~Doug Hall
.... With no energy, nothing happens!
Well, I was dreading this day all week because I knew that they were sending me another supervisor from another store to train and I hate training people. I hate having to talk all day and usually the person coming to be trained hates it even more than I do. I went to bed before midnight for a change last night and woke up feeling every bit as tired, if not more so, than when I went to bed. I think I even worry in my sleep. But I was determined to get to work early and have at least half an hour to myself before my guest or guests arrived ( I had no clue who was coming). Of course, that didn’t happen because when I went out to my car this morning and went to start it, nothing happened. Absolutely nothing. So, I naturally assumed the obvious, that I had left my lights on, and the car was dead even though Dayna told me that the lights turn out by themselves. After killing my battery in this manner far more times that I care to admit (and you’d never believe me if I told you how many) I was pretty sure this was the case. So, I started looking around for jumper cables, finding none ( I know I had them... with my history, how could I not!) I started looking for that little battery charger that I used to carry around in my old car). Found that, but it was dead and I couldn’t find the charger for that either (see a pattern developing here?) So I called work and told them I’d be late and told them to apologize to the person I was to be training and I would be there as soon as I could. I went back inside and was deciding if I should ask Dayna to drive me to work, or call AAA and wait for them to come, and I noticed a key on the kitchen counter. My key. My car wasn’t dead, I had the wrong key. Keyless ignition. *sigh* So happy I hadn’t called AAA. Probably should have gone back to bed right then and there. I was only 10 minutes late for work. The woman from the other store was waiting for me. She was very nice, knew her stuff, really didn’t need training at all, but we went through the motions. I was able to show her a few things and shared a few “tricks”. I was tremendously distracted for several reasons all day though. I took a few personal phone calls during the day, I started sentences, lost my train of thought and didn’t finish them.... basically, I was pretty much a disaster. She came from a store where one of my favorite managers now works, and I did explain and apologize to her for my distractions and at lunch time I asked her, “You’re not going to go back and tell George that I’m a nutcase, are you?” She assured me that she was not and told me, “He’d never believe me anyway. He sings your praises. He loves you.” Huge sigh of relief! Although, I argued with George all the time because he believes that animals don’t have souls and don’t go to heaven, I loved him anyway! During the course of the day, I reaffirmed what I had known all along, that I am successful in my job because of several circumstances... I have an amazing “team”, without them nothing would work (pretty much what all of the other stores are experiencing.... nothing works!), I love and respect them and vice versa, I have “trained” our management to give us more coverage in the shoe department than is deemed necessary by the idiots in corporate, and apparently I have a bigger stockroom than other stores... all of these factors allow us to make our manager look really really good (not that he isn’t really, really good anyway.... because he is!) and the downside is that they seem to think that I know more than other shoe supervisors and can fix other shoe departments (which I don’t and I can’t) and it rewards me with more work which I am not compensated for. (someone owes me lunch, at least!!)
So, I gave this woman my cell phone number, told her to call me if she needs anything, told her I would stop in and talk to George and that I would come and work with her for a day and get everything straightened out and she could take it from there if they would allow me to. She was on her way out when she stopped and said “My managers asked me to ask one more question. How do you make this FUN?” I couldn’t really answer that, but I have to say that I pleased to be asked the question....I was pleased because it means that my manager, other store managers and probably even the district manager knows that in our store...we have fun. I don’t think you can teach fun. How could I say.... we sing, we dance, we throw things (apologies to Jason Mraz...but we throw things, we don’t steal things... well, some of us do...but they get fired and led out in handcuffs by policemen), we laugh, we hug, some days we cry, we take pictures, we hand cell phones to customers and have them take pictures of us, we keep chocolate hidden in the stock room, we make games out of things, we have a competitive streak, we shoot rubber bands, we play tricks on people, we shop during working hours, we don’t call in sick...(we call Torrie and Torrie fixes it when possible), we bend rules, and most importantly.... we. are. family. So, all in all I guess it was worth going to work today. Oh...and before she left, I dug through my locker and pulled out a pad of post-it notes, shaped like a cat head. They had been in my locker since George left years ago. I bought them to annoy him. He HATED post-it notes. I LOVE post-it notes. I use them EVERYWHERE. Drove George out of his mind. So, I gave them to her... and told her that they were FUN. I told her to use them religiously. I told her to write “Meow, meow” on one and stick it on George’s door (story for another day). I hope she will. And then I hope she won’t call me and tell me that she is now unemployed. (sometimes my idea of fun can cause problems!)
So i just got my alien bees and I wanted to test them.
so there you go!
this is the first time i tried to make a lightsaber, so I'm sorry if it doesnt look that good. Im gonna try to figure out a way to make the reflection of the light on our faces or something...if u have any tips let me know.
- AB800 camera right above with an shooting through umbrella
- AB800 bare camera left behind outside
Cloudy day. A little love and a lot of hate. Done a lot for her...but she has no problem hurting me.
I was only able to get just one shot . . . fortunately it turned out to be a good one. It’s such a thrill when I have an encounter with him and more of a thrill to get a picture!
And it’s so sad what he has done to the neighborhood and my little darlings! It truly is a love hate relationship!