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Over the next coming year, I will be reading about a wide variety of subjects that cover a majority of the US History timeline. Starting the tale from the beginning, or at least from the time the first recognised inhabitants colonised the continent, we will journey all the way through to the election of Obama and beyond.

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Over the next coming months, probably over the majority of 2010, you will notice that I will be posting somewhat weird and random pieces of work- relating to everything from Physics to The Boston Tea Party- that will be posted hopefully weekly.

Fear not, my madness has not advanced. I shall explain.

As some of you may know, I am embarking on a little calling in my life that is taking me back to school to study Anthropology. Before I get to the lofty heights of actually going to a university to study said subject, this year I am going back through the basics and covering pretty much everything that high school tried to teach you before moving on to more advanced things.

So if you happen to log in one day and find a post from me talking about the French revolution or covering basic chemistry, do not worry that you have walked into the wrong room. I am simply using my LJ account as a tool for learning. By writing and publishing the various subjects I am covering, I hope to digest all the information I need to take in. Think of it as a class paper. Only that I am giving it you all to read if you wish (I wouldn't hold it against you if you scrolled quickly past it though) instead of handing it to a teacher.

If you read something you disagree with, or perhaps think I have my facts wrong, please tell me! If possible, reference where you are getting your information from and why I am not correct, etc.

Yours


The Mad Hatter. AKA Ray.

I am not happy at work.

When I first started it was a brilliant place to work. I enjoyed the role I did and the people I worked with. Unfortunately, since I moved over on to another side of the business, I am now becoming increasingly depressed and struggling with motivation.

Everything else in my life is full steam ahead, I couldn't be happier, but work is like the black cloud now.

I enjoy working, I hate to be sat at home with nothing to do, and give as much as I can. However, the women I work with now are awful.

They are a bunch of witches, a coven of them. Cackling at their in jokes and bitching about anyone who steps outside. They even bitch about each other when one steps out of the room.

I am not perfect, but I have never been a "bitcher" or one who enjoys talking behind people's backs. If I have something to say, I will say it to the person's face. There in lays the problem.

I don't see eye to eye with them. I don't join in with their constant snipes at whoever they have chosen to victimise. I have more than a sneaking suspicion that they are gunning for me losing my job- Instead of highlighting to me a mistake I may have made, and telling me what I have done wrong and how to correct it or do it right, they instead don't bother to tell me and keep making it look like I am making the same mistake over and over...If you don't tell me it is wrong or if you want it done differently, how will I know? I am in the same office with them, I will listen to them talking about me without even trying to hide it. Only one of them is technically a superior to me, but the rest act like they are my bosses. I am usually quite easy going, although once pissed I truly go off my rocker. I am fed up and don't tolerate it anymore. There is only so much I will take into account for women being women, act like a mature adult or I will call you out on it. I am saying what needs to be said, I have a meeting with the gang and I's manager to air my difficulties working with them, and I am not going to take any crap anymore. Just today, talking to one, they sniped under their breath something and I asked her did she say something? She said no, but I am neither deaf nor stupid. Go play your games with someone else. Just to add, the women who was speaking under breadth is 54 years old. 54. It's pathetic.

Unfortunately, this is making the office a very awkward place to work, and I hate that. At work I love harmony, being able to put my head down and getting on with it. As I said, I don't want to get involved with slanging matches, petty bitching or what not, hence why I have held it in for so long.

There was a point that I thought it must be me, what am I doing to make them hedge their bets against me so? It depressed me, probably stopped me speaking up before I usually do, but the ladies I worked with before told me they wished they had me back working with them again. They were lovely, opposite to what the women I work with now.

I know I should be an adult, put my head down and just forgot about them. I would give the same advice, but it is never as easy as the words make it out, is it?

I HATE the place. I HATE them. I don't use the word hate lightly.

I just had to get that off my chest, and out for the world to read.

Thanks for your time,

Cookies for all those who made it so far.

Just watching the morning news and a report about the record number of animals dumped over Christmas came on, including the story of a little pup dumped in a local shelter to me.

Jesus Christ, you morons!

How many warnings do you need? DON'T BUY A FUCKING DOG FOR CHRISTMAS! DON'T BUY A DOG IF YOU CAN'T AFFORD IT. If your spoilt brat child wants a dog, promise them one in the summer- or a few months down the line after they have proven that they actually want one and it isn't just a fad.

They are living, breathing, feeling animals. They are not presents, they are not disposable.

Whilst I understand that people lose their jobs, it is no excuse- When my family was hit by the recession (all of us working pretty much in the same sphere) and we were made unemployed together, we didn't dump our dogs. We didn't get rid of them, we didn't bottle out of our responsibilities and throw them away. We struggled, but we made it through until we were all back on an even keel.

You don't have to dump your dogs- You can find them homes yourself if you weren't so fucking lazy.


When you buy a dog, bring them into your family, you are taking on a responsibility. If you are incapable of that- DON'T BY A FUCKING DOG.

*Steps off soap box*

I had to get that out.

Let us hope this year is one that all of us will have a good time with!

I know your birthday isn't until tomorrow, but I may not be able to get online until Saturday.

Happy Birthday!

This weekend I realised how much I miss talking to you guys.

Are you all still here, roaming about, and I am just too caught up with the ONTD threads to see you?

The first batch was welcomed, here comes the second.


Also, FYI, I am having trouble accessing SYFY (who I affectionately call Shitty because of it's crappy behaviour) so if you need me you know where to find me or message me. :)





More after the cut!
( Follow the yellow brick road. )

Two ways, depending on how many people there are. Small group, I tend to nervously talk crap. Large amount of people, I go mute.

Snerching from LOLcats. Some of my personal favourite funnies posted lately.




More under the cut!

( Funnies under the cut! )

The other episode stills from TB episodes ten and eleven have been posted elsewhere, but I just wanted to covet Eric in a suit.





Two more under the cut.
( Eric, Eric everywhere. How does a girl cope? )

hollywooddame.com/2009/08/21/anna-paquin-and-stephen-moyer-wedding-plans-fight/


Take with a pinch of salt, but it does mention our dear ASkars.


Copy of it under the cut.


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www.examiner.com/x-12580-Tampa-Celebrity-Headlines-Examiner~y2009m8d21-Alexander-Skarsgard-hes-the-reason-to-watch-True-Blood


Could not agree with the writer more.

The links above, I have pasted it out here as well under the link. Just a short one, but gets in a few quick and telling jabs that a lot of us have been thinking.

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So many family members: husbands, wives, children, fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters, were not shown any compassion by the bombers who took down the flight that would crash on the town of Lockerbie. Their loved ones, people they cared for and awaited, had their lives taken before their time.

Lives were ruined, pains that will never be forgotten shall burn in their hearts for as long as they live.


Compassion was not shown that day.


I have just been informed that the legally found guilty perpetrator, sentenced to life (27 years in this case), would be allowed to return home on compassionate early release.


Does this show that we can show compassion, rising above and taking the high ground, or once again that the bureaucrats have let down the people who put their faith in them that justice would be done?

Perez latched on to it, I have just trawled through numerous google alerts that have a number of publications going gaga over it, and it is probably one of the funniest (and fake) Eric/ASkars photo going.

I shan't post it, you pretty much all know what it is by now. I am seriously LMAO. The lady who made it must be in fits.

After watching the latest episode of True Blood, I have come to conclusion that this year AP will NOT be getting the same awards nods as she did last year. Her portayal of Sookie Stakehouse is becoming increasingly irritating and demeaning to the original book character, who had guts, class and a brain. FYI, it wouldn't hurt to act like Sookie has more than one brain cell.

Why? Well, considering that for this season and especially this last episode in the beginning few scenes with her, I have been grimacing and wincing listening to her deliver her lines in either an over the top fashion or awfully wooden way, I am afraid to say the women would only get the Raspberry award from me.


TONE THE DOE EYED DUMB BLOND ACT DOWN.


Please.


I ask this in all our interest, as it has got to the point where the scene with her supposed on screen brother, looked more like a lead up to a jump your bones moment. Serious stomach churning incest moment there. Anna, you're not supposed to be eye frakking your brother.


YOU HAVE ERIC NORTHMAN, go play with him. Leave your kin, and Bill for that matter, ALONE.