Thursday 24 December 2009
Saturday 19 December 2009
Seven Swans a Swimming
Sometimes, when I feel sad, or tired, or exasperated I look at photos on etsy of my wedding dress. They always please me.
Today was the second anniversary of me being married to Kayleigh on facebook. Last year she sent me an anniversary card, if I was a good facebook wife friend I would have sent her something this year. If I was a good wife friend I would have sent her something for christmas as well. Instead I am a bad wife friend and haven't. I will do it though. I wish I didn't get paid in air, it would make everything a lot easier. I wish I had won the lottery on my birthday with the lottery ticket Kayleigh gave me, then I could have gone to Salt Lake and seen her for five minutes and bought her anniversary dinner. So many buts, and the plain truth is that I'm a bad friend.
In other news though, I managed to get into ANOTHER facebook fight today. Where are people coming from with their lamness. This is in no way as entertaining as the last beard fight, this is actually kind of messed up, and I think I say a bad word in the transcript. Bad person, bad friend. That's me. Maybe the P word isn't a bad word in America, thus making it okay, because Jesus is American after all. Right? That's what mormons believe, yeah?
I actually served an American woman today in apple. Americans in apple are starting to become common. I gave her some visa chat and she then said 'are you moving to Salt Lake?' and I was totally taken aback, but then she admitted to seeing my CTR and she informed me she had lived in Salt Lake for 13 years and that she loved it. I agreed. I know I moan sometimes about it, but it's still kind of awesome, and the public transport system isn't completely heinous, just as long as you want to stick to some main parts of town.
Anyway, it took me a while to work out that she herself was a mormon, she wasn't clear on that from the start. She told me of her current marriage, and mentioned her first marriage, and then she gasped and covered her mouth and said 'Oh I shouldn't talk about that,' I think I gave her a funny look and then attempted to calm her fears and inform her that I was no judging her. She then proceeded to tell me how funny she thought it was that she was still sealed to her previous husband, and he was married to someone else, and also that she was married to a non-member and that she always jokes to both her ex husband and current husband about how she will be another wife to her first husband... at this point it got slightly awkward because it was a little strange. Apparently her and her ex husband have an amazing relationship still, so she's quite happy to still be templey married to him. I think I changed the subject by saying something like 'that's what's awesome about being a mormon — we can laugh at ourselves.' But I don't think that's what she was going for with her story.
Nothing else crazy eventful happened today, my train was late, and then they turned it into an express train and it missed three stops and I got to work on time. Amazing. I've never had that happen before, kind of crazy.
I also watched the end of Boyfriend For Christmas again on Christmas 24.... i love that movie, it's so lame, but it's amazing at the same time.
I watched some Dead Like Me, I rested my eyes, I watched the end of another lame Christmas 24 movie, I watched the end of beetlejuice and I watched the very end of jonathan Ross and he had three priests singing Silent Night at the end, it was A MAZE ING.
And that pretty much sums up Friday I think.
I definitely need to blog smog more. Definitely.
I also found out today I can get a large discount off iPods. I wish I had money so I could use these discounts. I mean, I love LOVE my old ipod, but for the third time this week I've had to frantically rub the back of it where the battery is because it's cold. And when it's cold it doesn't recognise the charge in the battery, so I have to warm the battery, it annoys people on the train because they don't know what I'm doing, and they fear what they don't know.
I've also began coveting deeply the new matt screen 17inch mac book pro... every now and then I go over and rub it. I feel like i'm cheating on the 17 inch mac daddy pro 1, I'm not though. I love 17inch Mac Daddy Pro 1. He's just almost 3 years old, and I don't trust technology past it's 3 year sale date.
I do declare that it is bedtime though. I don't feel tired, but as soon as I get into bed I'm sure I will be.
Today was the second anniversary of me being married to Kayleigh on facebook. Last year she sent me an anniversary card, if I was a good facebook wife friend I would have sent her something this year. If I was a good wife friend I would have sent her something for christmas as well. Instead I am a bad wife friend and haven't. I will do it though. I wish I didn't get paid in air, it would make everything a lot easier. I wish I had won the lottery on my birthday with the lottery ticket Kayleigh gave me, then I could have gone to Salt Lake and seen her for five minutes and bought her anniversary dinner. So many buts, and the plain truth is that I'm a bad friend.
In other news though, I managed to get into ANOTHER facebook fight today. Where are people coming from with their lamness. This is in no way as entertaining as the last beard fight, this is actually kind of messed up, and I think I say a bad word in the transcript. Bad person, bad friend. That's me. Maybe the P word isn't a bad word in America, thus making it okay, because Jesus is American after all. Right? That's what mormons believe, yeah?
I actually served an American woman today in apple. Americans in apple are starting to become common. I gave her some visa chat and she then said 'are you moving to Salt Lake?' and I was totally taken aback, but then she admitted to seeing my CTR and she informed me she had lived in Salt Lake for 13 years and that she loved it. I agreed. I know I moan sometimes about it, but it's still kind of awesome, and the public transport system isn't completely heinous, just as long as you want to stick to some main parts of town.
Anyway, it took me a while to work out that she herself was a mormon, she wasn't clear on that from the start. She told me of her current marriage, and mentioned her first marriage, and then she gasped and covered her mouth and said 'Oh I shouldn't talk about that,' I think I gave her a funny look and then attempted to calm her fears and inform her that I was no judging her. She then proceeded to tell me how funny she thought it was that she was still sealed to her previous husband, and he was married to someone else, and also that she was married to a non-member and that she always jokes to both her ex husband and current husband about how she will be another wife to her first husband... at this point it got slightly awkward because it was a little strange. Apparently her and her ex husband have an amazing relationship still, so she's quite happy to still be templey married to him. I think I changed the subject by saying something like 'that's what's awesome about being a mormon — we can laugh at ourselves.' But I don't think that's what she was going for with her story.
Nothing else crazy eventful happened today, my train was late, and then they turned it into an express train and it missed three stops and I got to work on time. Amazing. I've never had that happen before, kind of crazy.
I also watched the end of Boyfriend For Christmas again on Christmas 24.... i love that movie, it's so lame, but it's amazing at the same time.
I watched some Dead Like Me, I rested my eyes, I watched the end of another lame Christmas 24 movie, I watched the end of beetlejuice and I watched the very end of jonathan Ross and he had three priests singing Silent Night at the end, it was A MAZE ING.
And that pretty much sums up Friday I think.
I definitely need to blog smog more. Definitely.
I also found out today I can get a large discount off iPods. I wish I had money so I could use these discounts. I mean, I love LOVE my old ipod, but for the third time this week I've had to frantically rub the back of it where the battery is because it's cold. And when it's cold it doesn't recognise the charge in the battery, so I have to warm the battery, it annoys people on the train because they don't know what I'm doing, and they fear what they don't know.
I've also began coveting deeply the new matt screen 17inch mac book pro... every now and then I go over and rub it. I feel like i'm cheating on the 17 inch mac daddy pro 1, I'm not though. I love 17inch Mac Daddy Pro 1. He's just almost 3 years old, and I don't trust technology past it's 3 year sale date.
I do declare that it is bedtime though. I don't feel tired, but as soon as I get into bed I'm sure I will be.
Friday 18 December 2009
Hodest House
Last Thursday I went to see modest mouse. There was smoking people that got kicked out, there were tall people, rude people that disobey gig etiquette of small people before tall people and the lead singer stood on the far away right. There's no photo of him.
He actually told us a story about cough medicine, and he used his voice, the very same one from the 'freebird dialogue' at the end of their live song 'paper thin walls'.
They played paper thin walls, float on (as heard in rock band 2 by 50% of the audience) and their finale encore was dramamine. It was amazing. I would pay just to hear that live extended version again.
The whole gig was pretty impressive, and they can surely put on a show. Six of them, two or three guitars, two drum kits, a violin, a trumpet and piano/synth thing... it was music collaboration at its finest.
A series of fortunate and unfortunate events.
I'm lacking in the age run down weekly blog thing.
I'm lacking in the blog thing in general.
Today.
As a list.
Not so good
1. I heated my milk for my cornflakes this morning and there was a weird yellow film on one side when I took it out the microwave. It looked like melted butter. I thought it was just a skin or something. I poured the cornflakes in and took one bite and it tasted like hot melted butter. I took a second bite just to make sure.
2. I didn't have time to make another breakfast.
3. I left the house without bongela (for my mouth ulcers), a pen for work, and my train pass.
4. A stole a pen at work from the till, and it burst within an hour, all over my t-shirt, jumper, hand, name tag, jeans and later that day I discovered my pocket and leg were covered in ink as well.
5. I missed my lunch hour by 50 minutes, because I was being lame and couldn't put through a personal set-up data transfer.
6. I had to work until 8pm
7. When I caught the train home a drunk guy was confused and gave me the responsibility of getting him off the train at his stop. When I woke him he wouldn't listen or get off, and I eventually said 'No seriously, this is your stop, I'm not even joking' at which point he looked out the window himself and leapt up and got off the train.
8. How I met your mother season 4 episode one was pish... I really really really don't like the actress from Scrubs. She was a bad cast. The rest of the cast were good because they were kind of no-names or been-trying-for-ages-famous-in-cult-circles-names. Bad cast.
9. When I got in from work I sat on the couch waiting for How I met your mother only to realise it wasn't on for another hour, and then the cat sat on me. When I went upstairs to change I could smell something weird, and thought it was my bed (where the cat sits), or my jumper, then I realised it was on face, because it had been rubbed off my hair. Yes, the cat had fish-juiced on my hair a little. I severely need to get her dressed. I would have this month but I got taxed 35% and I'm still raging about it.
10. I have a gouge in my finger, it's small but it hurts.
11. My sister woke me up 15 minutes before I was meant to be up and this is how everything started going bad. She needed keys because the girl can never be trusted with keys, she can never be trusted with anything. I'm glad her daughter can walk otherwise she would have lost her by now. Seriously. I remember going to see Bambi or something in the cinema and having to take charge of the money because my sister would somehow lose it. She's four years older than me, I must have been five and she nine when I was going to the cinema with the money.
Because she woke me 15 minutes early I felt hard done by and stayed in bed an extra hour, until 9:50. Then everything was just a rush. A pure rush.
AND I had a tonne of emails from 'a client' all about crazy stuff, and miscommunication I think.
Happy happy joy joy stuff
1. I got an email this morning from USCIS saying that our visa petition for me has been approved and a letter has been sent, to Jon.
I was actually so happy that I almost shed a tear... I welled but I didn't shed. It was the oddest relief.
2. I sold two computers today with a 50% attach rate of One-to-one.
3. I caught my train and got to work on time.
4. I didn't have to go outside in the snow in my iron man boots.
5. I caught my train home without waiting no more than 10 seconds for it to leave the station
6. I got to have an awesome shower after work (because of the gross cat smell hair)
7. It's almost Christmas. And Christ is awesome.
I'm lacking in the blog thing in general.
Today.
As a list.
Not so good
1. I heated my milk for my cornflakes this morning and there was a weird yellow film on one side when I took it out the microwave. It looked like melted butter. I thought it was just a skin or something. I poured the cornflakes in and took one bite and it tasted like hot melted butter. I took a second bite just to make sure.
2. I didn't have time to make another breakfast.
3. I left the house without bongela (for my mouth ulcers), a pen for work, and my train pass.
4. A stole a pen at work from the till, and it burst within an hour, all over my t-shirt, jumper, hand, name tag, jeans and later that day I discovered my pocket and leg were covered in ink as well.
5. I missed my lunch hour by 50 minutes, because I was being lame and couldn't put through a personal set-up data transfer.
6. I had to work until 8pm
7. When I caught the train home a drunk guy was confused and gave me the responsibility of getting him off the train at his stop. When I woke him he wouldn't listen or get off, and I eventually said 'No seriously, this is your stop, I'm not even joking' at which point he looked out the window himself and leapt up and got off the train.
8. How I met your mother season 4 episode one was pish... I really really really don't like the actress from Scrubs. She was a bad cast. The rest of the cast were good because they were kind of no-names or been-trying-for-ages-famous-in-cult-circles-names. Bad cast.
9. When I got in from work I sat on the couch waiting for How I met your mother only to realise it wasn't on for another hour, and then the cat sat on me. When I went upstairs to change I could smell something weird, and thought it was my bed (where the cat sits), or my jumper, then I realised it was on face, because it had been rubbed off my hair. Yes, the cat had fish-juiced on my hair a little. I severely need to get her dressed. I would have this month but I got taxed 35% and I'm still raging about it.
10. I have a gouge in my finger, it's small but it hurts.
11. My sister woke me up 15 minutes before I was meant to be up and this is how everything started going bad. She needed keys because the girl can never be trusted with keys, she can never be trusted with anything. I'm glad her daughter can walk otherwise she would have lost her by now. Seriously. I remember going to see Bambi or something in the cinema and having to take charge of the money because my sister would somehow lose it. She's four years older than me, I must have been five and she nine when I was going to the cinema with the money.
Because she woke me 15 minutes early I felt hard done by and stayed in bed an extra hour, until 9:50. Then everything was just a rush. A pure rush.
AND I had a tonne of emails from 'a client' all about crazy stuff, and miscommunication I think.
Happy happy joy joy stuff
1. I got an email this morning from USCIS saying that our visa petition for me has been approved and a letter has been sent, to Jon.
I was actually so happy that I almost shed a tear... I welled but I didn't shed. It was the oddest relief.
2. I sold two computers today with a 50% attach rate of One-to-one.
3. I caught my train and got to work on time.
4. I didn't have to go outside in the snow in my iron man boots.
5. I caught my train home without waiting no more than 10 seconds for it to leave the station
6. I got to have an awesome shower after work (because of the gross cat smell hair)
7. It's almost Christmas. And Christ is awesome.
Wednesday 9 December 2009
An Ode to a beard.
By request here are some photos of Marcus' beard and how has developed since he finished his mission almost two years ago.
This, currently, is his profile picture:
A chronological photographic diary of a beard:
This, currently, is his profile picture:
A chronological photographic diary of a beard:
King of the Jungle.
I've been looking for we kids singing this song for weeks now, since I heard an old tape of me singing it when I was a protestant.
it doesn't kick in until about 1.30 in.
Those kids are asian it makes it better.
This one is even better and it isn't as slow to start.
OH MY GOSH... to a dance routine:
This one is wrong because she roars rather than making monkey noises, and she's not asian, but it's still one of note that made me laugh.
I could post these all day. This is my last one because these asian kids are cute and because the words are on the screen. If I ever teach a primary class I will learn them good and teach them Protestant sunday school songs. Amazing.
it doesn't kick in until about 1.30 in.
Those kids are asian it makes it better.
This one is even better and it isn't as slow to start.
OH MY GOSH... to a dance routine:
This one is wrong because she roars rather than making monkey noises, and she's not asian, but it's still one of note that made me laugh.
I could post these all day. This is my last one because these asian kids are cute and because the words are on the screen. If I ever teach a primary class I will learn them good and teach them Protestant sunday school songs. Amazing.
beards part 4 - one down two to go.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 17:11 Report
how do i block u.... ur doing ma box in wea ur snash and crap patter... and u call me negative... did u just judge me... and u cant call me because ur a reject/loOser/gimp.
have a great life my lost love, maybe one day
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the most kisses u will ever get... EVER
My response to that was never received because he learned how to block me before I replied. However, it was:
I will savour those kisses if they are the last. I had a dream the other night that had a lot of kissing in it. Then the man from FedEx rang the door and I was totally mad because the dream went away. I suspect you're right, between that dream and your x's those are the most kisses I will receive. Thanks for your kindness.
If I am judging you it's because I have a rule, Judge those that judge my best friends. I'm merely telling you that your perceptions and the things you think are true doctrine and commandments are not. And if they were you don't embarrass someone in a public and cowardice manner. You have no idea who could have read that and been turned off from the church. No idea.
Good luck with your blocking and beard growing endeavours.
May I ask what snash means? It's not in my vocabulary?
And also, I can't call you because I don't have your phone number it has nothing to do with me being loose. As I've said, being loose might be something I can only discuss with my bishop. And as for gimp, I have thought about trying that out, although I think that is definitely against the church teachings and you would have a hard time getting me into the celestial kingdom if I had been gimping myself.
how do i block u.... ur doing ma box in wea ur snash and crap patter... and u call me negative... did u just judge me... and u cant call me because ur a reject/loOser/gimp.
have a great life my lost love, maybe one day
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the most kisses u will ever get... EVER
My response to that was never received because he learned how to block me before I replied. However, it was:
I will savour those kisses if they are the last. I had a dream the other night that had a lot of kissing in it. Then the man from FedEx rang the door and I was totally mad because the dream went away. I suspect you're right, between that dream and your x's those are the most kisses I will receive. Thanks for your kindness.
If I am judging you it's because I have a rule, Judge those that judge my best friends. I'm merely telling you that your perceptions and the things you think are true doctrine and commandments are not. And if they were you don't embarrass someone in a public and cowardice manner. You have no idea who could have read that and been turned off from the church. No idea.
Good luck with your blocking and beard growing endeavours.
May I ask what snash means? It's not in my vocabulary?
And also, I can't call you because I don't have your phone number it has nothing to do with me being loose. As I've said, being loose might be something I can only discuss with my bishop. And as for gimp, I have thought about trying that out, although I think that is definitely against the church teachings and you would have a hard time getting me into the celestial kingdom if I had been gimping myself.
Beards part 3
Now you might be wondering why I would waste my day off communicating with three losers. I'm not, I'm doing some design work and this just keeps me entertained during the monotony.
Luke Garroway 09 December at 13:14 Report
Attacking? I left 1 comment which was the view of a member of the 70 on the subject being discussed! You have again highlighted the fact your a looser with your massive email and have clearly not taken my advice to be more productive in your use of time. I think an American giving any1 fashion tips is very funny! haha
Love Luke xx
Vikki Miller 09 December at 15:11
As a the newest of the American population I would like to get in touch with my feelings as Americans do. And I would like to bare my testimony that I believe in the fashion sense of Luke Garroway. Luke has opened my eyes to new prospects of clothing in my wardrobe that I never knew I could wear before. And how I feel in them just makes me well up with tears because I am so happy to be in the Church of Luke Garroway of Latter-day Saints. Your teachings inspire me to be a better person and to judge everyone that I know so that they can all feel victimised and made to feel shunned from other members of the church. Your example is astounding.
Thank you for sharing my email with one of your musketeers, the three of you and your inner magic circle of example is an inspiration to me. I'm thinking of starting my own inner cult within the church. Maybe you three can give me advice. Mine is going to be about tank tops and Kevin Bacon, who, again, will be our looser idol. Do you think it will take off and isolate and judge as many people as your own club?
Do you guys have sandwiches cut into triangle when you meet for your club? I used to be in a swimming club, to stay 'loose' and they had sandwiches cut into triangles afterwards.
I would also like to say that out of the '70' comments left on Marcus' profile only you and your band of merry men the musketeers were the ones that left something negative, nasty, and entirely off-putting that would make any non-member think twice about associating with members of the church or even taking discussions. Your inner circle magic club with triangle sandwiches are an amazing example to us all.
I say these things in the name of Luke Garroway. Amen.
Luke Garroway 09 December at 15:26 Report
You r a self rightous blasphemer. :)Love Luke xx
Luke Garroway 09 December at 15:45 Report
I think im falling in love with you btw :P xxx
Vikki Miller 09 December at 08:49
I am so pleased that you think I have done well in being self-righteous, I was following your example, I was trying to be like you (like that primary song, I'm trying to be like Luke Garroway). It makes me so happy to know that I achieved a level of self-righteousness that was noticeable to you and that you approve. Thank you.
As for the blasphemy part you are right, that's something I need to work on. It's like an addiction, it could be because I haven't shaved the hair off my legs in about 2 months that god won't free me from my addiction to blasphemy. I know he likes to punish people with hair growth. That's what you teach isn't it? I sometimes get my churches mixed up. You see, I'm not only in the church of Luke Garroway of Latter-day Saints, I'm also in the Church of Kevin Bacon, the Church of Tom Cruise (which I think is Scientology), the church of Woody Allen (also known as the Jews) and the Protestant church. I was christened when I was a child and my god father gave me a silver spoon. I never used it. I sometimes wonder that if I had used the spoon if it would have given me riches and people could refer to me as a the girl with the silver spoon. I think that almost sounds like a superhero name. Oh that's the other church i'm in The Church of Superman and Wonder woman. That's my favourite because it means I can wear my pants over my tights and i can also wear short skirts, with boots. I also get to fly. Granted I am made to grow a beard and take drugs before 'I fly', but I think it's fine because it's part of their church's teachings, it's almost like the equivalent of the sacrament in the Church of Luke Garroway.
As for your love, I am not inclined at this time to return your love. I'm currently involved with Wonder Woman herself, we got chatting after one of our meetings while eating a triangle shaped sandwiches. Triangle shaped sandwiches are always better, there was tuna in side it. Oddly enough wonder woman likes egg sandwiches. I always wondered who ate egg sandwiches. There you go, Wonder Woman. I imagine that my relationship with her will end pretty soon, she's an attractive lady and it would take a lot to keep her anchored, and given how strong she is she might actually accidently kill me or something. Either way I'll be sure to keep your name in my 'hat of names' for such times that I am looking to pursue another love. It's a fair system, everyone interested goes in a hat, and I pull out a name. Just keep your fingers crossed.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 13:58 Report
hahahahahaha, check the state of that essay u have just wrote.... U must be a such a big looser, probs not married or have kids or a life.... its good u go 2 church though, keep up the good work, and ur obviously not the sharpest tool in the shed. Half of the stuff u said is alot of crap.
ohh, 1 more thing..... get a life, just incase it didn't register the first time.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 14:02 Report
HECK:
Vikki Miller 09 December at 04:29 Report
Maybe you can give me some good advice on being productive. You seem to believe that attacking someone about something irrelevant and pathetic is a good way to use my time. Maybe I will follow this pattern.
Therefore I will use my time to shop for V-neck tank tops and over-style my hair.
True story I used to have a tank top, but Jade Goody wore the same one on Big Brother five and I tried to sell it to the press as Jade Goody's tank top. I didn't even wash it so that I could claim it was her sweat. They didn't buy it though because I'm not the same size as Jade Goody and because it wasn't washed I couldn't even claim that it had shrunk because I put it in a 90 degree wash or something.
Thanks for noticing how loose I am as well. I try and do yoga as often as I can, and I swim too, so that keeps my limbs and muscles loose. Although this is the first time I've been called an actual looser. Maybe I should start a club or something, for people that like to let loose, get loose, or that are naturally foot loose. I wonder if I could get Kevin Bacon to come. He filmed footloose in Salt Lake City, that must mean Marcus knows him. I'm sure Marcus can hook me up with Mr Bacon so that he can lead the loosers club. Failing him I will employ someone that loves tank tops as much as you and I do and dress that person up as a slice of bacon and call him Mr Bacon. I think that would do the trick.
Sorted.
hahaha, just ur average essay yeah
Vikki Miller 09 December at 15:01
Ahhh Jack. I'm pleased you got my email. Congratulations on your own marriage and your kids.
I also want to congratulate you on your amazing skills of life, money making, and your PhD degree. You are obviously the master and king of the world. Perhaps your degree is in tool sharpening. Would you like to show me how you sharpen your own tools? I would love to know how to spell loser as looser and I would also love to replace the word you with U.
As for obtaining a life I would also love for you to help me get one of those, how do I get one? Does it mean I have to stop having real friends and defending them when they are blatantly attacked, hurt, and judged on facebook.
I see that one of your trio, may I call you three musketeers, has emailed you my email to them. I would like you to return because it was private property and he has violated copyright terms and conditions. If of course you would like to pay for ownership of that email, then please deposit £143 into my bank of Scotland account. That's where you're from isn't it? Scotland. It's just convenience I have an account there. That fee is actually calculated by the word count, which is 286, (you can count it yourself if you like) times 50 of your new English pence. Which is the current going rate for a copywriter.
I did actually write an essay once. If you would like to read it I can definitely get you a copy. I'd have to charge you for that too, because the Bank of Scotland have put charges on my account and I would like to pay them off, so you understand that I would need to charge you for my literary genius. It's 8495 words. So if you want that essay it will cost you £4247.50. Again fifty pence per word.
Anyway, let me know if you want a copy.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 15:10 Report
U know what, I like you..... ur a good laugh..... and that trio Luke, is my brother....
Jack Wilde 09 December at 15:11 Report
P.s that was another cracker ov an email..... how long does it actually take 2 write that crap anyway
Vikki Miller 09 December at 16:39
Now, I'm kind of new to 'lingo' but when you say brother do you mean brother from another mother or brother as in biological brother. You should get a DNA test if you are unsure. I got a DNA test once to see if I was related to my cat. She treats me like I'm her mother, so I thought I would tell her once and for all that I am not her Mother and that she is adopted. The DNA test finally solved that one, so now she sleeps on the end of my bed, poops in the bath and spews on the floor. You now how teenagers can get in their rebellious stage. I might share the strength of youth with her because i'm sure there are sections in there that discuss honouring your father and mother regardless of being adopted. I'm also sure there's something about not licking yourself and swallowing hair so that you don't throw up on your mother's carpet. Of course she doesn't have a father, so I'm hoping that won't stop her from getting to the celestial kingdom. I'm hoping to be sealed to her as soon as the church allow one parent to be sealed to a child.
As for the amount of time it takes me to write an email you would be surprised. I could give you the quick answer of 5 seconds. I actually hold the world record for fastest typer in the world. It was a nice award. They had a ceremony with sandwiches and wine and they gave me a medal. I gave the wine to my cat though, because that's what responsible parents do, and because she's not baptised yet I figured that would be fine. She's only 4 years old you see, but I think that's actually 28 in human years. But back to the speed, if you were to take into account the time it took me to learn how to type, how to learn punctuation and grammar, and the amount of time to learn love for my friends you would actually discover that it has probably taken 92 years to write one email. The purpose of the email is still the defence of my friend and his beard. So let's stick with 92 years. It's a long time, but I do a lot of things at the same time. Multi-tasking it's called. Writing is definitely a hobby of mine. I think it's definitely interesting the way letters form words. I also like to pretend that I'm dictating messages straight from heaven. That is always a fun game. You might know more about that than me though, given that I'm no where near as righteous as you that you have been given the authority to judge people. I'm kind of pleased that you and I are best friends now, because it means when I die and I am at the judgement seat of God that you will be there to tell God that I'm your brother from another mother (definitely, we could get another DNA to see if we are really brothers) and that I'm good to get into heaven. Because I know you now I feel like I can do anything, if got you as my lawyer. First off I might start growing a beard, from there I will take drugs, and then become a hippy.
Thanks.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 16:40 Report
holy crap.... this will take hours
Jack Wilde 09 December at 16:46 Report
so I got half way down the first paragraph and decided to stop, cause its crap.....
and yeah he is ma real brother
Jack Wilde 09 December at 16:47 Report
accept ma friend request ma besto xxx
Vikki Miller 09 December at 09:04
Jack Jack Jack... can I call you Jack? I'll try and keep this short so I can keep your attention. I didn't realise you were so adverse to reading. When you asked me for an essay earlier I assumed you were fine tuned to the arts and literature, not once did I think that you couldn't read.
I cannot accept your friends request because I have a policy about not allowing negative people to be my friend because they just bring me down. I know that we have 32 mutual friends and that somewhere along the line that must mean that we are friends, but sadly not because yesterday we had 33 mutual friends, but that all changed when you insulted, judged, and berated my super best friend. Actions have consequences. That is the tale. I would tell you a longer tale, one about sewing and reaping, it's not the season for it though. Harvest is autumn. This is Christmas. This is the season for Bob Geldoff and mistletoe and wine.
Immanuel Corbett 09 December at 15:05 Report
You my friend are a complete and utter loser. Now give me peace
Vikki Miller 09 December at 16:29
Now when you say peace do you mean peace on earth, good will towards men? It is the season after all. I would like to remind you though that you started it. Although Marcus has deleted you now so you can no longer access and reference the fact that you did have the first comment.
I do appreciate that you can spell loser, unlike the other two thirds of your musketeer club. I have to highly commend you on that one. I was once called a loser in school, for being a member of church that is, you know how it goes, people fear what they don't understand and what is the minority. Perhaps that's what you are feeling, a fear of beards, a fear of facial hair, — you don't quite understand it yet, so you fear it and mock it, and penalise those who have beards. I understand.
I apologise for taking so long in getting back to you, I was actually constructing a beard from my own hair that I took out the plug hole of my bath, some parts are quite long, and others still have a bit of soap on them but it would do the job. If you would like I can post it to you. I might have to ask that you pay for the postage though, because I usually sell my plug hole hair to homeless people in the street. I told them it's a new form of drug, you wear it on your face and the drugs adsorb into your blood stream through the pores in your face. Of course that's not true, but I make money from it. I won't charge you for the beard though, but I will have to get you to pay the postage so that I can at least cover my rent this month.
Let me know how you want to do the transaction. I take credit cards and money orders.
Luke Garroway 09 December at 13:14 Report
Attacking? I left 1 comment which was the view of a member of the 70 on the subject being discussed! You have again highlighted the fact your a looser with your massive email and have clearly not taken my advice to be more productive in your use of time. I think an American giving any1 fashion tips is very funny! haha
Love Luke xx
Vikki Miller 09 December at 15:11
As a the newest of the American population I would like to get in touch with my feelings as Americans do. And I would like to bare my testimony that I believe in the fashion sense of Luke Garroway. Luke has opened my eyes to new prospects of clothing in my wardrobe that I never knew I could wear before. And how I feel in them just makes me well up with tears because I am so happy to be in the Church of Luke Garroway of Latter-day Saints. Your teachings inspire me to be a better person and to judge everyone that I know so that they can all feel victimised and made to feel shunned from other members of the church. Your example is astounding.
Thank you for sharing my email with one of your musketeers, the three of you and your inner magic circle of example is an inspiration to me. I'm thinking of starting my own inner cult within the church. Maybe you three can give me advice. Mine is going to be about tank tops and Kevin Bacon, who, again, will be our looser idol. Do you think it will take off and isolate and judge as many people as your own club?
Do you guys have sandwiches cut into triangle when you meet for your club? I used to be in a swimming club, to stay 'loose' and they had sandwiches cut into triangles afterwards.
I would also like to say that out of the '70' comments left on Marcus' profile only you and your band of merry men the musketeers were the ones that left something negative, nasty, and entirely off-putting that would make any non-member think twice about associating with members of the church or even taking discussions. Your inner circle magic club with triangle sandwiches are an amazing example to us all.
I say these things in the name of Luke Garroway. Amen.
Luke Garroway 09 December at 15:26 Report
You r a self rightous blasphemer. :)Love Luke xx
Luke Garroway 09 December at 15:45 Report
I think im falling in love with you btw :P xxx
Vikki Miller 09 December at 08:49
I am so pleased that you think I have done well in being self-righteous, I was following your example, I was trying to be like you (like that primary song, I'm trying to be like Luke Garroway). It makes me so happy to know that I achieved a level of self-righteousness that was noticeable to you and that you approve. Thank you.
As for the blasphemy part you are right, that's something I need to work on. It's like an addiction, it could be because I haven't shaved the hair off my legs in about 2 months that god won't free me from my addiction to blasphemy. I know he likes to punish people with hair growth. That's what you teach isn't it? I sometimes get my churches mixed up. You see, I'm not only in the church of Luke Garroway of Latter-day Saints, I'm also in the Church of Kevin Bacon, the Church of Tom Cruise (which I think is Scientology), the church of Woody Allen (also known as the Jews) and the Protestant church. I was christened when I was a child and my god father gave me a silver spoon. I never used it. I sometimes wonder that if I had used the spoon if it would have given me riches and people could refer to me as a the girl with the silver spoon. I think that almost sounds like a superhero name. Oh that's the other church i'm in The Church of Superman and Wonder woman. That's my favourite because it means I can wear my pants over my tights and i can also wear short skirts, with boots. I also get to fly. Granted I am made to grow a beard and take drugs before 'I fly', but I think it's fine because it's part of their church's teachings, it's almost like the equivalent of the sacrament in the Church of Luke Garroway.
As for your love, I am not inclined at this time to return your love. I'm currently involved with Wonder Woman herself, we got chatting after one of our meetings while eating a triangle shaped sandwiches. Triangle shaped sandwiches are always better, there was tuna in side it. Oddly enough wonder woman likes egg sandwiches. I always wondered who ate egg sandwiches. There you go, Wonder Woman. I imagine that my relationship with her will end pretty soon, she's an attractive lady and it would take a lot to keep her anchored, and given how strong she is she might actually accidently kill me or something. Either way I'll be sure to keep your name in my 'hat of names' for such times that I am looking to pursue another love. It's a fair system, everyone interested goes in a hat, and I pull out a name. Just keep your fingers crossed.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 13:58 Report
hahahahahaha, check the state of that essay u have just wrote.... U must be a such a big looser, probs not married or have kids or a life.... its good u go 2 church though, keep up the good work, and ur obviously not the sharpest tool in the shed. Half of the stuff u said is alot of crap.
ohh, 1 more thing..... get a life, just incase it didn't register the first time.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 14:02 Report
HECK:
Vikki Miller 09 December at 04:29 Report
Maybe you can give me some good advice on being productive. You seem to believe that attacking someone about something irrelevant and pathetic is a good way to use my time. Maybe I will follow this pattern.
Therefore I will use my time to shop for V-neck tank tops and over-style my hair.
True story I used to have a tank top, but Jade Goody wore the same one on Big Brother five and I tried to sell it to the press as Jade Goody's tank top. I didn't even wash it so that I could claim it was her sweat. They didn't buy it though because I'm not the same size as Jade Goody and because it wasn't washed I couldn't even claim that it had shrunk because I put it in a 90 degree wash or something.
Thanks for noticing how loose I am as well. I try and do yoga as often as I can, and I swim too, so that keeps my limbs and muscles loose. Although this is the first time I've been called an actual looser. Maybe I should start a club or something, for people that like to let loose, get loose, or that are naturally foot loose. I wonder if I could get Kevin Bacon to come. He filmed footloose in Salt Lake City, that must mean Marcus knows him. I'm sure Marcus can hook me up with Mr Bacon so that he can lead the loosers club. Failing him I will employ someone that loves tank tops as much as you and I do and dress that person up as a slice of bacon and call him Mr Bacon. I think that would do the trick.
Sorted.
hahaha, just ur average essay yeah
Vikki Miller 09 December at 15:01
Ahhh Jack. I'm pleased you got my email. Congratulations on your own marriage and your kids.
I also want to congratulate you on your amazing skills of life, money making, and your PhD degree. You are obviously the master and king of the world. Perhaps your degree is in tool sharpening. Would you like to show me how you sharpen your own tools? I would love to know how to spell loser as looser and I would also love to replace the word you with U.
As for obtaining a life I would also love for you to help me get one of those, how do I get one? Does it mean I have to stop having real friends and defending them when they are blatantly attacked, hurt, and judged on facebook.
I see that one of your trio, may I call you three musketeers, has emailed you my email to them. I would like you to return because it was private property and he has violated copyright terms and conditions. If of course you would like to pay for ownership of that email, then please deposit £143 into my bank of Scotland account. That's where you're from isn't it? Scotland. It's just convenience I have an account there. That fee is actually calculated by the word count, which is 286, (you can count it yourself if you like) times 50 of your new English pence. Which is the current going rate for a copywriter.
I did actually write an essay once. If you would like to read it I can definitely get you a copy. I'd have to charge you for that too, because the Bank of Scotland have put charges on my account and I would like to pay them off, so you understand that I would need to charge you for my literary genius. It's 8495 words. So if you want that essay it will cost you £4247.50. Again fifty pence per word.
Anyway, let me know if you want a copy.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 15:10 Report
U know what, I like you..... ur a good laugh..... and that trio Luke, is my brother....
Jack Wilde 09 December at 15:11 Report
P.s that was another cracker ov an email..... how long does it actually take 2 write that crap anyway
Vikki Miller 09 December at 16:39
Now, I'm kind of new to 'lingo' but when you say brother do you mean brother from another mother or brother as in biological brother. You should get a DNA test if you are unsure. I got a DNA test once to see if I was related to my cat. She treats me like I'm her mother, so I thought I would tell her once and for all that I am not her Mother and that she is adopted. The DNA test finally solved that one, so now she sleeps on the end of my bed, poops in the bath and spews on the floor. You now how teenagers can get in their rebellious stage. I might share the strength of youth with her because i'm sure there are sections in there that discuss honouring your father and mother regardless of being adopted. I'm also sure there's something about not licking yourself and swallowing hair so that you don't throw up on your mother's carpet. Of course she doesn't have a father, so I'm hoping that won't stop her from getting to the celestial kingdom. I'm hoping to be sealed to her as soon as the church allow one parent to be sealed to a child.
As for the amount of time it takes me to write an email you would be surprised. I could give you the quick answer of 5 seconds. I actually hold the world record for fastest typer in the world. It was a nice award. They had a ceremony with sandwiches and wine and they gave me a medal. I gave the wine to my cat though, because that's what responsible parents do, and because she's not baptised yet I figured that would be fine. She's only 4 years old you see, but I think that's actually 28 in human years. But back to the speed, if you were to take into account the time it took me to learn how to type, how to learn punctuation and grammar, and the amount of time to learn love for my friends you would actually discover that it has probably taken 92 years to write one email. The purpose of the email is still the defence of my friend and his beard. So let's stick with 92 years. It's a long time, but I do a lot of things at the same time. Multi-tasking it's called. Writing is definitely a hobby of mine. I think it's definitely interesting the way letters form words. I also like to pretend that I'm dictating messages straight from heaven. That is always a fun game. You might know more about that than me though, given that I'm no where near as righteous as you that you have been given the authority to judge people. I'm kind of pleased that you and I are best friends now, because it means when I die and I am at the judgement seat of God that you will be there to tell God that I'm your brother from another mother (definitely, we could get another DNA to see if we are really brothers) and that I'm good to get into heaven. Because I know you now I feel like I can do anything, if got you as my lawyer. First off I might start growing a beard, from there I will take drugs, and then become a hippy.
Thanks.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 16:40 Report
holy crap.... this will take hours
Jack Wilde 09 December at 16:46 Report
so I got half way down the first paragraph and decided to stop, cause its crap.....
and yeah he is ma real brother
Jack Wilde 09 December at 16:47 Report
accept ma friend request ma besto xxx
Vikki Miller 09 December at 09:04
Jack Jack Jack... can I call you Jack? I'll try and keep this short so I can keep your attention. I didn't realise you were so adverse to reading. When you asked me for an essay earlier I assumed you were fine tuned to the arts and literature, not once did I think that you couldn't read.
I cannot accept your friends request because I have a policy about not allowing negative people to be my friend because they just bring me down. I know that we have 32 mutual friends and that somewhere along the line that must mean that we are friends, but sadly not because yesterday we had 33 mutual friends, but that all changed when you insulted, judged, and berated my super best friend. Actions have consequences. That is the tale. I would tell you a longer tale, one about sewing and reaping, it's not the season for it though. Harvest is autumn. This is Christmas. This is the season for Bob Geldoff and mistletoe and wine.
Immanuel Corbett 09 December at 15:05 Report
You my friend are a complete and utter loser. Now give me peace
Vikki Miller 09 December at 16:29
Now when you say peace do you mean peace on earth, good will towards men? It is the season after all. I would like to remind you though that you started it. Although Marcus has deleted you now so you can no longer access and reference the fact that you did have the first comment.
I do appreciate that you can spell loser, unlike the other two thirds of your musketeer club. I have to highly commend you on that one. I was once called a loser in school, for being a member of church that is, you know how it goes, people fear what they don't understand and what is the minority. Perhaps that's what you are feeling, a fear of beards, a fear of facial hair, — you don't quite understand it yet, so you fear it and mock it, and penalise those who have beards. I understand.
I apologise for taking so long in getting back to you, I was actually constructing a beard from my own hair that I took out the plug hole of my bath, some parts are quite long, and others still have a bit of soap on them but it would do the job. If you would like I can post it to you. I might have to ask that you pay for the postage though, because I usually sell my plug hole hair to homeless people in the street. I told them it's a new form of drug, you wear it on your face and the drugs adsorb into your blood stream through the pores in your face. Of course that's not true, but I make money from it. I won't charge you for the beard though, but I will have to get you to pay the postage so that I can at least cover my rent this month.
Let me know how you want to do the transaction. I take credit cards and money orders.
Beards. Photos.
I realised I've been depriving you of the pictures of these three talented boys.
Luke Garroway
Jack Wilde (Jerk as I like to call him)
Immanuel Corbett
Luke Garroway
Jack Wilde (Jerk as I like to call him)
Immanuel Corbett
Beards Part 2.
I continued talking to Marcus, and he was telling me that he has actually discussed his beard with authority figures and that he also has read the talk by President Oaks that they are quoting at him. (The one about drug culture and beards being associated.) What these three boys failed to notice is that the talk has a disclaimer. It specifically says that it was intended for BYU students only and was not doctrine for the entire church.
Marcus then told me that he had deleted each of the boys. I realised they hadn't received my comments so I emailed each of them individually the same thing, which was a copy and paste of my two comments.
I received two emails back this morning, and I have since replied in a 'time-wasting' similar fashion to David Thorne.
Vikki Miller 09 December at 01:16
Hey. So I'm one of Marcus' friends. And he just told me that he deleted you from facebook, which means you won't get to read what I just wrote to you. So I'm emailing you to tell you what I think . This is what I wrote:
Dear Luke Immanuel and Jerk Wilde. I seriously SERIOUSLY hope that all of you have been joking when judging my super best friend. If you haven't then I seriously pity you all, because there is nothing more damning than judging someone else. There's also nothing more off-putting, utterly pathetic, arrogant, puffed-up, and negative in the church than when members turn against members.
The three of you should look in the mirror and take the mote out your own eye and stop bullying people on facebook. Seriously. And why are you being so cowardice and attacking someone amazing, righteous and holy in an anonymous manner. If you were at all to know Marcus, take the time to actually discuss doctrines of the church you would realise that he has more spirituality than most of the people I'm sure you guys know.
So seriously. Stop being so pathetic and blatantly bullying people online for no reason at all.
Losers.
Then I posted this post:
oh my gosh.
A big PS to the three of you.
I just looked at all of your profile pictures, respectively, and I've just realised why you're totally harassing my friend.
None of you have actually passed puberty yet and can actually grow beards.
Nevermind. I'm sure it will happen soon for you all. I'm rooting for you.
Luke Garroway 09 December at 09:53 Report
Do somthing productive with your time looser!
Vikki Miller 09 December at 12:29
Maybe you can give me some good advice on being productive. You seem to believe that attacking someone about something irrelevant and pathetic is a good way to use my time. Maybe I will follow this pattern.
Therefore I will use my time to shop for V-neck tank tops and over-style my hair.
True story I used to have a tank top, but Jade Goody wore the same one on Big Brother five and I tried to sell it to the press as Jade Goody's tank top. I didn't even wash it so that I could claim it was her sweat. They didn't buy it though because I'm not the same size as Jade Goody and because it wasn't washed I couldn't even claim that it had shrunk because I put it in a 90 degree wash or something.
Thanks for noticing how loose I am as well. I try and do yoga as often as I can, and I swim too, so that keeps my limbs and muscles loose. Although this is the first time I've been called an actual looser. Maybe I should start a club or something, for people that like to let loose, get loose, or that are naturally foot loose. I wonder if I could get Kevin Bacon to come. He filmed footloose in Salt Lake City, that must mean Marcus knows him. I'm sure Marcus can hook me up with Mr Bacon so that he can lead the loosers club. Failing him I will employ someone that loves tank tops as much as you and I do and dress that person up as a slice of bacon and call him Mr Bacon. I think that would do the trick.
Sorted.
That was one down.
Vikki Miller 09 December at 01:15
Hey. So I'm one of Marcus' friends. And he just told me that he deleted you from facebook, which means you won't get to read what I just wrote to you. So I'm emailing you to tell you what I think . This is what I wrote:
Dear Luke Immanuel and Jerk Wilde. I seriously SERIOUSLY hope that all of you have been joking when judging my super best friend. If you haven't then I seriously pity you all, because there is nothing more damning than judging someone else. There's also nothing more off-putting, utterly pathetic, arrogant, puffed-up, and negative in the church than when members turn against members.
The three of you should look in the mirror and take the mote out your own eye and stop bullying people on facebook. Seriously. And why are you being so cowardice and attacking someone amazing, righteous and holy in an anonymous manner. If you were at all to know Marcus, take the time to actually discuss doctrines of the church you would realise that he has more spirituality than most of the people I'm sure you guys know.
So seriously. Stop being so pathetic and blatantly bullying people online for no reason at all.
Losers.
Then I posted this post:
oh my gosh.
A big PS to the three of you.
I just looked at all of your profile pictures, respectively, and I've just realised why you're totally harassing my friend.
None of you have actually passed puberty yet and can actually grow beards.
Nevermind. I'm sure it will happen soon for you all. I'm rooting for you.
And by the way, I'm pretty sure the Strength of Youth says that tight fitting clothing is not advised.
Immanuel Corbett 09 December at 11:19 Report
Thanks for that.....Now beat it you fool
Vikki Miller 09 December at 12:32
Do I specifically have to beat it, or can I shake as well? Because if I can shake too I would love to play the tambourine as opposed to the drums. I always wanted to play the drums, and it was very kind of you to notice that it was an ambition of mine to play the drums. How very astute of you. Thank you for your encouragement in my endeavours. Now, if I can shake as well as beat, then I would quite like to play the tambourine. You see I once got into a fight with my primary two teacher because she wouldn't let me play the tambourine and that is pretty close to a drum — you have to beat it or shake it. I've still never played the tambourine, so perhaps on this occasion if you would permit me to shake and beat I could turn my talents to tambourine beating and shaking.
Marcus then told me that he had deleted each of the boys. I realised they hadn't received my comments so I emailed each of them individually the same thing, which was a copy and paste of my two comments.
I received two emails back this morning, and I have since replied in a 'time-wasting' similar fashion to David Thorne.
Vikki Miller 09 December at 01:16
Hey. So I'm one of Marcus' friends. And he just told me that he deleted you from facebook, which means you won't get to read what I just wrote to you. So I'm emailing you to tell you what I think . This is what I wrote:
Dear Luke Immanuel and Jerk Wilde. I seriously SERIOUSLY hope that all of you have been joking when judging my super best friend. If you haven't then I seriously pity you all, because there is nothing more damning than judging someone else. There's also nothing more off-putting, utterly pathetic, arrogant, puffed-up, and negative in the church than when members turn against members.
The three of you should look in the mirror and take the mote out your own eye and stop bullying people on facebook. Seriously. And why are you being so cowardice and attacking someone amazing, righteous and holy in an anonymous manner. If you were at all to know Marcus, take the time to actually discuss doctrines of the church you would realise that he has more spirituality than most of the people I'm sure you guys know.
So seriously. Stop being so pathetic and blatantly bullying people online for no reason at all.
Losers.
Then I posted this post:
oh my gosh.
A big PS to the three of you.
I just looked at all of your profile pictures, respectively, and I've just realised why you're totally harassing my friend.
None of you have actually passed puberty yet and can actually grow beards.
Nevermind. I'm sure it will happen soon for you all. I'm rooting for you.
Luke Garroway 09 December at 09:53 Report
Do somthing productive with your time looser!
Vikki Miller 09 December at 12:29
Maybe you can give me some good advice on being productive. You seem to believe that attacking someone about something irrelevant and pathetic is a good way to use my time. Maybe I will follow this pattern.
Therefore I will use my time to shop for V-neck tank tops and over-style my hair.
True story I used to have a tank top, but Jade Goody wore the same one on Big Brother five and I tried to sell it to the press as Jade Goody's tank top. I didn't even wash it so that I could claim it was her sweat. They didn't buy it though because I'm not the same size as Jade Goody and because it wasn't washed I couldn't even claim that it had shrunk because I put it in a 90 degree wash or something.
Thanks for noticing how loose I am as well. I try and do yoga as often as I can, and I swim too, so that keeps my limbs and muscles loose. Although this is the first time I've been called an actual looser. Maybe I should start a club or something, for people that like to let loose, get loose, or that are naturally foot loose. I wonder if I could get Kevin Bacon to come. He filmed footloose in Salt Lake City, that must mean Marcus knows him. I'm sure Marcus can hook me up with Mr Bacon so that he can lead the loosers club. Failing him I will employ someone that loves tank tops as much as you and I do and dress that person up as a slice of bacon and call him Mr Bacon. I think that would do the trick.
Sorted.
That was one down.
Vikki Miller 09 December at 01:15
Hey. So I'm one of Marcus' friends. And he just told me that he deleted you from facebook, which means you won't get to read what I just wrote to you. So I'm emailing you to tell you what I think . This is what I wrote:
Dear Luke Immanuel and Jerk Wilde. I seriously SERIOUSLY hope that all of you have been joking when judging my super best friend. If you haven't then I seriously pity you all, because there is nothing more damning than judging someone else. There's also nothing more off-putting, utterly pathetic, arrogant, puffed-up, and negative in the church than when members turn against members.
The three of you should look in the mirror and take the mote out your own eye and stop bullying people on facebook. Seriously. And why are you being so cowardice and attacking someone amazing, righteous and holy in an anonymous manner. If you were at all to know Marcus, take the time to actually discuss doctrines of the church you would realise that he has more spirituality than most of the people I'm sure you guys know.
So seriously. Stop being so pathetic and blatantly bullying people online for no reason at all.
Losers.
Then I posted this post:
oh my gosh.
A big PS to the three of you.
I just looked at all of your profile pictures, respectively, and I've just realised why you're totally harassing my friend.
None of you have actually passed puberty yet and can actually grow beards.
Nevermind. I'm sure it will happen soon for you all. I'm rooting for you.
And by the way, I'm pretty sure the Strength of Youth says that tight fitting clothing is not advised.
Immanuel Corbett 09 December at 11:19 Report
Thanks for that.....Now beat it you fool
Vikki Miller 09 December at 12:32
Do I specifically have to beat it, or can I shake as well? Because if I can shake too I would love to play the tambourine as opposed to the drums. I always wanted to play the drums, and it was very kind of you to notice that it was an ambition of mine to play the drums. How very astute of you. Thank you for your encouragement in my endeavours. Now, if I can shake as well as beat, then I would quite like to play the tambourine. You see I once got into a fight with my primary two teacher because she wouldn't let me play the tambourine and that is pretty close to a drum — you have to beat it or shake it. I've still never played the tambourine, so perhaps on this occasion if you would permit me to shake and beat I could turn my talents to tambourine beating and shaking.
Beards Part 1.
So yesterday my friend Marcus McBride was attacked randomly by some pure fannies on facebook for having a beard. This is how the transcript went. Going from a normal comment as his status to him being sent to hell and into drugs for having a beard.
Marcus McBride Is it sad that I don't care about school at all at this point!?! This semester is one big wash!
Yesterday at 16:39 · Comment · Like2 people like this.
Immanuel Corbett Shave your beard you disgrace
Yesterday at 16:42
Marcus McBride Immanuel, no where does it say that ones rightousness is tied to ones beard, or facial hair. It does say, however, in the scriptures jude not, lest ye be judged. I have spoke with Stake and Temple Presidents and they say me having a beard is fine and in no way a sin or negative impact on my spiritual growth. Thanks for your concern though.
Yesterday at 16:50
Jack Wilde Marcus..... come on dude... follow the brethren, clean shaven
Yesterday at 16:51
Antoinette Black Keep it Marcus! Me loves you and the beard ;)
Yesterday at 16:54
Immanuel Corbett For the strength of youth...
When you are well groomed and modestly dressed, you invite the companionship of the Spirit and can exercise a good influence on thosearound you.
Marcus we are representatives of the lord and we must be well groomed and wearing the lords attire. The brethren are the ultimate example of this.
Yesterday at 16:57
Jack Wilde aye Marcus it just says obedience is the first law of heaven, and it only says u should be clean shaven..... I do understand its hard to justify the wrong, and now we are commenting on it pride may step in….. but ur a good man, im sure u can handle it... P.S Amen manny boy
Yesterday at 17:00
Antoinette Black It's a well groomed beard! Lets be honest here...Marcus is the best dressed Man I know!
His beard is his choice.
Yesterday at 17:04
Immanuel Corbett Follow the brethren.......Boyd. k Packer
Yesterday at 17:05
Antoinette Black Then take of that tight pink "Team Edward" shirt! Is that not a girls shirt?
Yesterday at 17:06
Jack Wilde and any other way, every other way is madness...... Elder corbridge
Yesterday at 17:07
Antoinette Black That's it...I'm growing a beard :)
Yesterday at 17:08
Jack Wilde haha, ohh the PRIDE
Yesterday at 17:09
Immanuel Corbett No it's mine, i got it specially made. It is a PJ top antoinette. But thanks for looking ;)
Yesterday at 17:10
Antoinette Black hahaha....Well I hope it keeps you nice and warm, It's a lovely pink girly looking PJ shirt.
I think I may get one to go with my new beard :)
Yesterday at 17:12
Jack Wilde and with that u get a ♫one way ticket to hell
Yesterday at 17:13
Marcus McBride Ha ha ha ha ha ha Love you Toni!!!!!!!!!!
Yesterday at 17:13
Antoinette Black Then I will see you there Jack :)
I love you Marcus. xoxox
Yesterday at 17:16
Jack Wilde don't be late babe....
Yesterday at 17:17
Immanuel Corbett "I have spoke with Stake and Temple Presidents and they say me having a beard is fine" hahahahahahaha
Yesterday at 17:18
Jack Wilde hahaha, imagin.... president can I get a beard please???
Yesterday at 17:19
Craig Bishop marcus + beard = righteous
Yesterday at 19:51
Elizabeth Manson I think you look really good with your beard Marcus. The Saviour himself has one :) ♥ hope your well. We need to catch up with a wee bleather soon x
Yesterday at 22:29
Luke Garroway In the minds of most people at this time, the beard and long hair are associated with protest, revolution, and rebellion against authority. They are also symbols of the hippie and drug culture. Persons who wear beards or long hair, whether they desire it or not, may identify themselves with or emulate and honor the drug culture or the extreme practices of those who have made slovenly appearance a badge of protest and dissent. In addition, unkemptness—which is often (though not always) associated with beards and long hair—is a mark of indifference toward the best in life. As Elder Sterling W. Sill has observed:
“A let-down in personal appearance has far more than physical significance, for when ugliness gets its roots into one part of our lives it may soon spread to every other part!
Yesterday at 23:48
Craig Bishop Long live Beards!
11 hours ago
Vikki Miller Dear Luke Immanuel and Jerk Wilde. I seriously SERIOUSLY hope that all of you have been joking when judging my super best friend. If you haven't then I seriously pity you all, because there is nothing more damning than judging someone else. There's also nothing more off-putting, utterly pathetic, arrogant, puffed-up, and negative in the church than when members turn against members.
The three of you should look in the mirror and take the mote out your own eye and stop bullying people on facebook. Seriously. And why are you being so cowardice and doing attacking someone amazing, righteous and holy in an anonymous manner. If you were at all to know Marcus, take the time to actually discuss doctrines of the church you would realise that he has more spirituality than most of the people I'm sure you guys know.
So seriously. Stop being so pathetic and blatantly bullying people online for no reason at all.
Losers
11 hours ago · Delete
Vikki Miller oh my gosh.
A big PS to the three of you.
I just looked at all of your profile pictures, respectively, and I've just realised why you're totally harassing my friend.
None of you have actually passed puberty yet and can actually grow beards.
Nevermind. I'm sure it will happen soon for you all. I'm rooting for you.
11 hours ago · Delete
Antoinette Black Vikki Miller I love YOU! I love when the Miller lays the smack down...POW POW POW.
ps- My husband has a problem with me growing a beard so I'm just gonna grow my leg hair out for a few weeks ;)
11 hours ago
Vikki Miller I have leg hair that's over a centimetre long.... GROSS! haha. It's the winter, and the boy is too far away from me. I'm allowed. :)
11 hours ago · Delete
Craig Bishop all hail vikki
8 hours ago
Lindsay Nicole Koehler I've told you before, Marcus. Your beard is good. I love it. Don't listen to these crazies who hate beards! They are probably just SO envious because their faces are cold this winter...I'm jealous and I'm TOTALLY with Antoinette on this one!
Marcus McBride Is it sad that I don't care about school at all at this point!?! This semester is one big wash!
Yesterday at 16:39 · Comment · Like2 people like this.
Immanuel Corbett Shave your beard you disgrace
Yesterday at 16:42
Marcus McBride Immanuel, no where does it say that ones rightousness is tied to ones beard, or facial hair. It does say, however, in the scriptures jude not, lest ye be judged. I have spoke with Stake and Temple Presidents and they say me having a beard is fine and in no way a sin or negative impact on my spiritual growth. Thanks for your concern though.
Yesterday at 16:50
Jack Wilde Marcus..... come on dude... follow the brethren, clean shaven
Yesterday at 16:51
Antoinette Black Keep it Marcus! Me loves you and the beard ;)
Yesterday at 16:54
Immanuel Corbett For the strength of youth...
When you are well groomed and modestly dressed, you invite the companionship of the Spirit and can exercise a good influence on thosearound you.
Marcus we are representatives of the lord and we must be well groomed and wearing the lords attire. The brethren are the ultimate example of this.
Yesterday at 16:57
Jack Wilde aye Marcus it just says obedience is the first law of heaven, and it only says u should be clean shaven..... I do understand its hard to justify the wrong, and now we are commenting on it pride may step in….. but ur a good man, im sure u can handle it... P.S Amen manny boy
Yesterday at 17:00
Antoinette Black It's a well groomed beard! Lets be honest here...Marcus is the best dressed Man I know!
His beard is his choice.
Yesterday at 17:04
Immanuel Corbett Follow the brethren.......Boyd. k Packer
Yesterday at 17:05
Antoinette Black Then take of that tight pink "Team Edward" shirt! Is that not a girls shirt?
Yesterday at 17:06
Jack Wilde and any other way, every other way is madness...... Elder corbridge
Yesterday at 17:07
Antoinette Black That's it...I'm growing a beard :)
Yesterday at 17:08
Jack Wilde haha, ohh the PRIDE
Yesterday at 17:09
Immanuel Corbett No it's mine, i got it specially made. It is a PJ top antoinette. But thanks for looking ;)
Yesterday at 17:10
Antoinette Black hahaha....Well I hope it keeps you nice and warm, It's a lovely pink girly looking PJ shirt.
I think I may get one to go with my new beard :)
Yesterday at 17:12
Jack Wilde and with that u get a ♫one way ticket to hell
Yesterday at 17:13
Marcus McBride Ha ha ha ha ha ha Love you Toni!!!!!!!!!!
Yesterday at 17:13
Antoinette Black Then I will see you there Jack :)
I love you Marcus. xoxox
Yesterday at 17:16
Jack Wilde don't be late babe....
Yesterday at 17:17
Immanuel Corbett "I have spoke with Stake and Temple Presidents and they say me having a beard is fine" hahahahahahaha
Yesterday at 17:18
Jack Wilde hahaha, imagin.... president can I get a beard please???
Yesterday at 17:19
Craig Bishop marcus + beard = righteous
Yesterday at 19:51
Elizabeth Manson I think you look really good with your beard Marcus. The Saviour himself has one :) ♥ hope your well. We need to catch up with a wee bleather soon x
Yesterday at 22:29
Luke Garroway In the minds of most people at this time, the beard and long hair are associated with protest, revolution, and rebellion against authority. They are also symbols of the hippie and drug culture. Persons who wear beards or long hair, whether they desire it or not, may identify themselves with or emulate and honor the drug culture or the extreme practices of those who have made slovenly appearance a badge of protest and dissent. In addition, unkemptness—which is often (though not always) associated with beards and long hair—is a mark of indifference toward the best in life. As Elder Sterling W. Sill has observed:
“A let-down in personal appearance has far more than physical significance, for when ugliness gets its roots into one part of our lives it may soon spread to every other part!
Yesterday at 23:48
Craig Bishop Long live Beards!
11 hours ago
Vikki Miller Dear Luke Immanuel and Jerk Wilde. I seriously SERIOUSLY hope that all of you have been joking when judging my super best friend. If you haven't then I seriously pity you all, because there is nothing more damning than judging someone else. There's also nothing more off-putting, utterly pathetic, arrogant, puffed-up, and negative in the church than when members turn against members.
The three of you should look in the mirror and take the mote out your own eye and stop bullying people on facebook. Seriously. And why are you being so cowardice and doing attacking someone amazing, righteous and holy in an anonymous manner. If you were at all to know Marcus, take the time to actually discuss doctrines of the church you would realise that he has more spirituality than most of the people I'm sure you guys know.
So seriously. Stop being so pathetic and blatantly bullying people online for no reason at all.
Losers
11 hours ago · Delete
Vikki Miller oh my gosh.
A big PS to the three of you.
I just looked at all of your profile pictures, respectively, and I've just realised why you're totally harassing my friend.
None of you have actually passed puberty yet and can actually grow beards.
Nevermind. I'm sure it will happen soon for you all. I'm rooting for you.
11 hours ago · Delete
Antoinette Black Vikki Miller I love YOU! I love when the Miller lays the smack down...POW POW POW.
ps- My husband has a problem with me growing a beard so I'm just gonna grow my leg hair out for a few weeks ;)
11 hours ago
Vikki Miller I have leg hair that's over a centimetre long.... GROSS! haha. It's the winter, and the boy is too far away from me. I'm allowed. :)
11 hours ago · Delete
Craig Bishop all hail vikki
8 hours ago
Lindsay Nicole Koehler I've told you before, Marcus. Your beard is good. I love it. Don't listen to these crazies who hate beards! They are probably just SO envious because their faces are cold this winter...I'm jealous and I'm TOTALLY with Antoinette on this one!
Thursday 3 December 2009
Worked it out.
Okay.. just after waking up this morning.. yes it was genuinely the morning.. I worked out that the morning of the 24th I had a dream.
which means the night of the 25th November was when I played Rock Band 2 for real with Dane and Amy.
Which means November 26th Thanksgiving Eve is the only time I can't remember.
which means the night of the 25th November was when I played Rock Band 2 for real with Dane and Amy.
Which means November 26th Thanksgiving Eve is the only time I can't remember.
Twenty Six ELEVEN weeks and four days.
Last week I was on holiday, that's my excuse and I'm sticking with it.
Twenty Six and Ten weeks was brought to us by:
The letters: NIGHTSHIFT AND IT WAS AWESOME
The Numbers: RED
and the words: In The Loop.
Week Eleven brought us:
the letters: I M M I G R A T I O N P R E P A R A T I O N
the words: sneeze, face mask, red eyes
the number: 4 am that's how late I stayed up to every night.
movies: New Moon
Tv shows: countless episodes of Heroes and Ugly Betty (I'm all caught up on 7 Ugly betty's and 11 Heroeseses)
Pictures I've been gathering for a while that aren't necessarily pertaining to week 11 but close to:
(because I can't get enough of the cats)
(because helvetica is over used)
(This is numbered week1111.jpg)
Week ten and eleven were also the weeks of meeting Jon a year before.
here's my quick calender low down of events that I should have blogged about as they happened but I don't want to be such a loser in love.
November 19th Date numero uno: Carrie Underwood, slurpees, and staying up until super late (5am). Also the anniversary of Jon saying 'You're just so... transparent' (it won't go away) and him also saying 'I stay up until this time anyway, watching movies and stuff. I'm a little messed up.' To which I gave the quick one-liner 'aren't we all.' (he wore his mickey mouse t-shirt and I had wonder woman on.)
November 20th: i went to Body Worlds with April... and Jon 'had to write.'
November 21st: Our first, of several trips to, Cafe Trang... Jon wore the red chequered shirt with the flowery collar and pearly buttons, and he kept attempting to make the waiter laugh. It started as 100% of the time, but as more jokes were added, it decreased to about 10%. We also saw bolt that night, and then attempted to make dvds play through the giant TV, but instead listened to the Juno dvd menu screen for countless hours, before exchanging kiss numero uno.
November 22nd: Ikea'd it up. I made Jon buy a green rug which he proceeded to hate for months afterwards. I still love that rug. Then we watched dinosaurs, which brought me years back to my saturday nights at home when i was wee. I can't remember what else we did that night. I'm sure it must have involved food though.
November 23rd: Church. Jon was sitting next to Dan and a random group of people so I sat on my own and proceeded to text him through church because that's how cool I am. I hung about after church for a little, probably violin practising, then we went to see Dane and Amy to play rockband which we couldn't get to work so we played random game games instead. During one of the games Jon made me switch teams with Amy so that he and Dane were together and Amy and I, and he still continued to not do so greatly, thus proving that I was not the problem. I think we also watched the prestige that night back at Jon's house. Every date was like 5 days combined because we stayed up until crazy hours every night.
November 24th: This was definitely the day we went to Dane and Amy's and played Rock Band and the whole time on the way down in the car I was filled with sighs and what not because I had many questions regarding things Jon had told me the night before.
November 25th: I think this was the night we first played Rock Band with Dane and Amy. Think. It was either this day or the day before. It was definitely the day before.
So if this wasn't the day we played rock band I'm not sure what we did. I'm sure it was awesome.
November 26th: Likewise, this being wednesday and the eve of thanksgiving I'm sure we did something supreme. I've no idea what though. If I remember i'm sure I'll blog about it. or update. Lame.
November 27th: Thanksgiving, I spent it with Maggie and Dave and text Jon the entire time. Later that night I went to see Four christmases or something like that with Jon and Dane and Amy. I remember feeling relieved that I finally got to see him, because it was a long time.
November 28th: Black Friday. We ate bagels. Yum. And I bought a pair of golden ugg boots. Jon bought his playstation 3 and we watched Wall-E when we got back to his flat.
November 29th: I went to Chuk a Rama with maddy and her mum and her mum's Dad, and then met Jon later that night where he presented me with the blue fabric bracelet I wore until about 2 weeks ago when it disintegrated and would n longer tie. We then went to temple square and saw the lights while I met up with Krystyls mum.
Novemeber 30th: Another bit of church, and i've decided that we must have must have gone to see Dane and Amy that night too. There was also the first L word dropped that night, yes Jon said it first.
December 1st: We met for lunch at gourmandise, where Jon declared that 'he couldn't do this' and I thought he was ending things with me, but in actual fact wasn't... and was just exclaiming at how difficult long distance would be. He also hated seeing the pickle on my plate. Then we parted ways. I sat in the car outside his work for about 5 minutes being sad. Then I went to the violin shop to give Charlie back. I packed, posted stuff home, and watched heroes with Marcus.
December 2nd: Got on a plane and went home.
December 3rd: Got home. Which is one year ago, today. And then I lost my sunglasses which I found six months later. I remember going home in the car with Kate and talking all about Jon, and that was the day I worked out Kate was pregnant because she said 'I'm sick, don't worry you can't catch it.'
Twenty Six and Ten weeks was brought to us by:
The letters: NIGHTSHIFT AND IT WAS AWESOME
The Numbers: RED
and the words: In The Loop.
Week Eleven brought us:
the letters: I M M I G R A T I O N P R E P A R A T I O N
the words: sneeze, face mask, red eyes
the number: 4 am that's how late I stayed up to every night.
movies: New Moon
Tv shows: countless episodes of Heroes and Ugly Betty (I'm all caught up on 7 Ugly betty's and 11 Heroeseses)
Pictures I've been gathering for a while that aren't necessarily pertaining to week 11 but close to:
(because I can't get enough of the cats)
(because helvetica is over used)
(This is numbered week1111.jpg)
Week ten and eleven were also the weeks of meeting Jon a year before.
here's my quick calender low down of events that I should have blogged about as they happened but I don't want to be such a loser in love.
November 19th Date numero uno: Carrie Underwood, slurpees, and staying up until super late (5am). Also the anniversary of Jon saying 'You're just so... transparent' (it won't go away) and him also saying 'I stay up until this time anyway, watching movies and stuff. I'm a little messed up.' To which I gave the quick one-liner 'aren't we all.' (he wore his mickey mouse t-shirt and I had wonder woman on.)
November 20th: i went to Body Worlds with April... and Jon 'had to write.'
November 21st: Our first, of several trips to, Cafe Trang... Jon wore the red chequered shirt with the flowery collar and pearly buttons, and he kept attempting to make the waiter laugh. It started as 100% of the time, but as more jokes were added, it decreased to about 10%. We also saw bolt that night, and then attempted to make dvds play through the giant TV, but instead listened to the Juno dvd menu screen for countless hours, before exchanging kiss numero uno.
November 22nd: Ikea'd it up. I made Jon buy a green rug which he proceeded to hate for months afterwards. I still love that rug. Then we watched dinosaurs, which brought me years back to my saturday nights at home when i was wee. I can't remember what else we did that night. I'm sure it must have involved food though.
November 23rd: Church. Jon was sitting next to Dan and a random group of people so I sat on my own and proceeded to text him through church because that's how cool I am. I hung about after church for a little, probably violin practising, then we went to see Dane and Amy to play rockband which we couldn't get to work so we played random game games instead. During one of the games Jon made me switch teams with Amy so that he and Dane were together and Amy and I, and he still continued to not do so greatly, thus proving that I was not the problem. I think we also watched the prestige that night back at Jon's house. Every date was like 5 days combined because we stayed up until crazy hours every night.
November 24th: This was definitely the day we went to Dane and Amy's and played Rock Band and the whole time on the way down in the car I was filled with sighs and what not because I had many questions regarding things Jon had told me the night before.
November 25th: I think this was the night we first played Rock Band with Dane and Amy. Think. It was either this day or the day before. It was definitely the day before.
So if this wasn't the day we played rock band I'm not sure what we did. I'm sure it was awesome.
November 26th: Likewise, this being wednesday and the eve of thanksgiving I'm sure we did something supreme. I've no idea what though. If I remember i'm sure I'll blog about it. or update. Lame.
November 27th: Thanksgiving, I spent it with Maggie and Dave and text Jon the entire time. Later that night I went to see Four christmases or something like that with Jon and Dane and Amy. I remember feeling relieved that I finally got to see him, because it was a long time.
November 28th: Black Friday. We ate bagels. Yum. And I bought a pair of golden ugg boots. Jon bought his playstation 3 and we watched Wall-E when we got back to his flat.
November 29th: I went to Chuk a Rama with maddy and her mum and her mum's Dad, and then met Jon later that night where he presented me with the blue fabric bracelet I wore until about 2 weeks ago when it disintegrated and would n longer tie. We then went to temple square and saw the lights while I met up with Krystyls mum.
Novemeber 30th: Another bit of church, and i've decided that we must have must have gone to see Dane and Amy that night too. There was also the first L word dropped that night, yes Jon said it first.
December 1st: We met for lunch at gourmandise, where Jon declared that 'he couldn't do this' and I thought he was ending things with me, but in actual fact wasn't... and was just exclaiming at how difficult long distance would be. He also hated seeing the pickle on my plate. Then we parted ways. I sat in the car outside his work for about 5 minutes being sad. Then I went to the violin shop to give Charlie back. I packed, posted stuff home, and watched heroes with Marcus.
December 2nd: Got on a plane and went home.
December 3rd: Got home. Which is one year ago, today. And then I lost my sunglasses which I found six months later. I remember going home in the car with Kate and talking all about Jon, and that was the day I worked out Kate was pregnant because she said 'I'm sick, don't worry you can't catch it.'
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