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For UK Citizens:



There's a government petition to lower fuel prices, this is the link:



http://petitions.pm.gov.uk/Lowerduty30/



If you're in the UK, please consider signing this petition to lower our astronomical fuel prices!



And yes, US drivers, we ARE paying more than you, even taking the currency conversion into account!

I'm ashamed to admit it; I've finally succumbed to Warcraft. OK, so I can't spend hours at a time on it because of my back, but I do kind of enjoy playing it; at least at the moment. I can see why some get addicted, though I can't see myself becoming so too.



But if anyone's on the Euro Aggramar server, look me up! The Night Elf Hunter Maledicta. Or the Troll Hunter Pyrret :-)

Just a quick update on the previous entry about my altercation with my friend's neighbour (see below for details).



She did actually call the police, but by the time they arrived, Gav and I had left for the wrestling show...and oh! how I wish we hadn't!



According to Sam, the woman had been drinking all day, as had her husband. When the police arrived in response to her call, they found the two of them shouting and screaming at each other outside. They proceeded to charge them both with disturbance of the peace! No mention of the matter for which she'd called them in the first place...so effectively she'd just called the cops on herself!



I love poetic justice...

I really like being able to help people :-) My friend Dreamsyn had trouble with his scrollboxes due to an apparent glitch (which has been reported to Cancer). After realising there was nothing wrong with the code I offered instead to host the scrollbox on my own site and utilise an iframe instead. To all intents and purposes it looks the same...Only I know the truth! And Marv, and anyone who bothers reading this...



So, yeah. My good deed for the...year. I can go back to being a bitch for the rest of the time now :-)



Not really. I'm nicer than people think I am, honest! Except when I'm in the ring; then I'm a hissing, growling mega-bitch :-P



Since getting my labret pierced I've become almost obsessed with getting more piercings. I've decided i'm definitely getting snakebites once this one has healed fully, and I also really want an anti-eyebrow. Plus two vertical eyebrow piercings either side of my bridge. And after looking on that damn Bebo group, I also now want three microdermal stars in a vertical line from my sternum to my cleavage. and that'll do for this year. I'll fill the rest of my time with tattoos - which I also want at least two more of.



Actually, make that three - I'm gonna bleach out the farce on my right arm and get a half-sleeve; get that rose form my portfolio done on my lower back; and I really want something either on my outside upper thigh or one of my calves. But I haven't decided what yet. Gav's just designed a gorgeous thing which would look great on my calf, so maybe...



Work is going ok. I got my promotion finalised, I am now Online Marketing Team Leader. Not a particularly snazzy title, but it's a start! Been doing training this week, which is a bit like teaching someone how to drive: when I do it myself I don't think about how to do it, I just do it. Actually stopping and thinking about it confuses me! But she's understanding it all, so that's good :-)



The snake eggs look like they're crumpling. Probably a good thing, there's no way my snakes are ready to be parents! Besides, we don't have the room. Once they're bigger and we have a larger place, we can try breeding from them then. Plus, I want my Ball Python (which will be called Monty, naturally!) before any more Cornies.



I missed out on that compliment thing which has been going around; not sure who I'd have complimented anyway. There's so many people on here I admire for one thing or another, yet never speak to most of them, so I'm not going to embarrass myself by mentioning them now.



I really need to start being more active on this site, and the coven in particular. At the moment I feel like a waste of space and I almost came close to kicking myself out the other day. Only the thought of all the great people in there turning against me stopped me.



Luckily, my sciatica problem may soon be solved. I've got the guys from the Facilities dept at work looking out for a spare chair I can have; they only throw them out when they get new ones and I don't care if it's a bit tatty as long as the levers work!



Well, that's it for now. Notice - no whinging! See, I can be happy and content sometimes!!

9 eggs now. I think she's stopped...Separated the 'father' in case he tries to eat them, as she'll kill him if he gets too near.



Still in two minds whether to try and hatch them or not, but they may be unfertilised anyway seeing as the snakes weren't hibernated. Apparently we have to wait about a week to see if they crumple: if they do, they're empty duds. If not...we'll have to haul ass to the local exotic petshop to get them incubated - then try and find room for snake babies!



**update**



The laying does seem to have stopped at 9. There's a picture of the tired mother and eggs in my portfolio. I'm gonna leave them where they are for a week to see if the eggs crumple and if not, we're gonna transfer them to the pet store for incubation.

Oh my gawd. My snake is laying eggs. As I type this she's pushing out her 6th.



Had no idea she was even pregnant. Snakes don't normally get pregnant unless you hibernate them and stuff to encourage it...plus she's only two years old.



Terry says that the eggs probably won't survive with Hades being so young, but I can't help thinking it'd be kinda cool...unfortunately we don't have room or the facilities to care for hatchlings so they'd have to go to the guy I bought my two off, Rich.



I'm just in shock...We weren't planning to breed form them until they were about 5 years old and fully grown...Poor Sephy is laid on the bark at the opposite end of the tank looking really downcast, as if he's thinking "what have I done? I shoulda worn a condom...I'm too young to be a dad!"



Great, my snakes are chavs...

I really feel like I'm not taking part on VR, and specifically the coven, as much as I should. I feel guilty about it but to be honest, I just haven't spent as much time online doing anything of late.



I think there are three reasons for this.



One, I work all day on a PC, using the internet, and I think it's a case of 'too much of a good thing'.



Two, I'm having a temporary 'writers block' type thing, and can't seem to get the creativeness flowing for graphics and such. I'm meant to be redesigning the wrestling website and I just don't know if I can right now...



Three, and perhaps the most contributing factor - I suffer from sciatica which is progressively getting worse due to my home PC chair. I can't afford to replace it at the moment, getting one from work isn't an option, and sitting on the sofa or similar is impossible as this is a desktop not a laptop.



Basically, I can't get comfortable at my desk, and I really think it's making my work suffer. At the office it's not a problem as we have high-backed chairs but here at home it's a different story.

I just ended up having a go at my mate's neighbour. I'd gone round there to pick up him and his cat, who we're looking after for a few weeks, and I parked, as normal, outside his flat. I was about a metre away from the light blue spectacle (the neighbour's car) next to me.



We came out after picking all his food and stuff up, and this little woman was stood by her car (the one next to mine). She said 'Please don't park so close to my car in future, I have had scratches on it and I've called the police before'. Now, bearing in mind I was about a metre away from it, I said 'I'm nowhere near your goddamn car'. She pointed out the scratches again. 'They're nothing to do with me' I said. I then proceed to point out that A - She was about half a metre over the parking space line, forcing me over and B - Didn't actually live in my mate's block of flats, she lives round the corner but refuses to use the spaces outside there.



She kept banging on about calling the police, so at this point I kinda lost my rag - but in a civilised way. I said I couldn't care lesas if she called the police, or if she had my registration, as I'd done nothing wrong. She then brought up the scratches again, which were black, to which I pointed out that my car is navy blue.



She then got personal - she said I haven't left enough space between my car and hers to get out because 'i'm not exactly small'. Now at that, I nearly landed her one. I snapped then and said 'There's no need to fucking make personal remarks' - or words to that effect. I then told her I had no intention of touching her car with mine as I didn't want any of her shitty colour on my car.



I could have said a lot more to this cow but my mate was sitting in my car waiting to go, so I thought

I'd just tell her to fuck off and I drove off. But if I see her again...

Finally, after 10 years of wanting it, I have my lip pierced!



Here's a (rather blurry) pic





I actually got it done on wednesday but i've only just gotten round to posting this :-)



My mates think I'm crazy because 2 hours after having it done I was wrestling, but to be honest it didn't hurt. I feel like I've had it forever :-)



Next thing: the anti-eyebrow.