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Name: LiZ
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Metro: Lancaster
Birthday: 5/30/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: Andrew<3, everything classic rock, Piercings (I have 17 of them), my Pennsylvania German heritage, Queen, Guinea Pigs, Nature Photography, Renaissance Literature, modern open poetry...
Expertise: Oh, he knows. ;) I'm also a Creative Writing major/Studio Art minor. I'm a Photographer. I'm getting my Vet Tech certification. I know almost everything there is to know about the band Queen. Music is my life. I love to travel. People tell me I should've been around in the 70's because I completely missed my decade.
Industry: Art & Literature
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  xoXLifeIsOursXOx
Member Since:
4/11/2004
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| I'm back again!
Still not much to report, only that Drew and I are doing wonderfully, and he spent a day at my place last weekend via train, which was WONDERFUL! It was heartbreaking to watch the train pull away from the station. We blew kisses and even the Amtrak attendants were joking with Jen & I about it. (Jen = friend from work.)We're planning another trip in 2 weeks, then a weekend trip mid-May to New York City with some of his family (next day in Philly at his house), and then a May 24th college graduation party for my gradeschool best friend close to Philly. Possibly a Memorial Day weekend trip to Cape May for my birthday just the 2 of us, but with all our other travelling in the next month + 1/2, we'll have to see. I can't wait!!!
So, its all good around here.
My insurance and benefits just picked up at my job, my guinea pigs are wonderful & Basil+Goose are in breeding for a litter due in about 2 months. My family life is pretty decent again. I have a miracle fish.
(A miracle fish?!)
Yes, a miracle fish. My Calico pool fish Texas Ranger (his tankmate is Walker, seriously) had jumped out of the tank sometime last evening during a lightening storm at my house. I found him there and thought he was dead, and spent a good half hour pondering over how to dispose of a fat, koi-like 8" pool fish in a lightening storm (flushing was OUT of the question, as well as the trashcan)... and I had no clue when he jumped ship. (May have been emo. Aquatic suicide. Sounds... fishy... to me! :-p) and after at least half an hour, I heard a wet clicking sound, and looked over to see my fish gasping for breath. Apparently, he saw the light but didn't like it. I had no idea it was possible. I mean he was all crispy, flat and dried out by this time. So I picked him up with a paper towel and his scales, fin and tail all needed to be scraped from the floor bc they had dried fast. Sadly his tail sections seperated a bit and now look sort of feathery in the water. But out of desperation, not knowing what to do for a dying fish in need of oxygen and water, and obviously in pain, I placed him down into the tank again. He floated there for awhile gasping for breath like he would've been preserved in a sardine can for a month. He seriously looked like something that should've been filletted at the supermarket.
SO, after a night back in the tank, the only signs you can tell he was ever in distress this morning are a few missing scales, the tail thing, an injured eye and his occasional listlessness. The water is being treated with Quick Cure and a pinch of salt to aid in healing. I'll update you on his recovery soon!
That's all folks! See ya's.
-LiZZiE-
I love you Drew!!!! <3
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| Sometimes you just can't please everyone. No matter what you do, your efforts will not be appreciated, your intentions will not count for anything and the things you hold dearest to yourself and the fabric of yourself as a person (your individual identity, what makes a person unique from everyone else in the world) will be disregarded. You will be misunderstood. You will not be able to have your words make sense and you will not be understood no matter how hard you try. If you are understood, it won't be appreciated.
You feel that you need to compromise to save the things you care most about, even if it means being untrue to yourself. Even when you get the strongest kick-in-the-stomach "just say no" or "resist this", or more commonly, "this is not who you are"/"don't compromise yourself" feeling in the pit of your stomach.... to save someone else from pain and to avoid confrontation and the eventual pain you will inadvertantly cause yourself... you give in.
Don't ask me why, but just do it.
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