The good: The little feller is clipping like a champ. He anticipates what foot I am going to look at and picks it up before I ask and he holds it up for me. Awesome! He will walk away from the mare now. Getting a bit more independant and sticking up for himself against the other gelding. Funny kid...he will climb up and stand on the ice in the 4' water trough. A bit of a billy goat! Leads better, but still needs lots of "suppling".

The bad: His left rear foot is turning out pretty bad. The farrier says it may be a symptom of a sloppy clip that is making him stand funny. He started clipping it back into shape...it will take a couple of clips to get it straight again. Leveling his foot didn't make him lame, so it really does seem like just a bad clip and not a bent foot. He is getting skinny! Too much really cold weather...I am putting him on sweet feed on top of his hay and mixing in canola oil for some extra calories.

well, this is the first time that i have ever used this thing so i am completely new to it.

Today we had a minumum day at school I saw Aidan do his GrandParent Loved Ones Day play skit thing at the end this new boy named Noah he haas a mental disease well he was like Mr. Murrey what if you had stage fright we all thought it was part of the play so we laughed then he freaked out on us and was like screaming DONT LAUGH AT ME to the audience then he knocked the things off the tabel they had set up for decoration then he stompped around and threw a big tamtrum and his parents and grandparents did not even care it was sad but then my BFF Alexa came over and she fixed her myspace we went on the trampoline.� It was an awesome day and I am going to sleep but before I do I am going to start writing in my spiritual journal again so I will write in that and then go to bed!!! Love You All- Peace- Fo Sure- Homies...

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I may just go mad. You wait and see, I'll be another Brittney spears minus the kids. lol. He did it again, he gave me that smile, the one that stops me from breathing, and makes me forget what I had been worrying about.

How do you forget someone that has been apart of your life for about 6yrs?

How do you forget someone when memories of them haunt you in your sleep?

How do you forget someone when you have to see them everyday?

Im going to forget! Im ready... but I just dont know how

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Herr Scribner was making a delivery and did not see the mourning paper the idiot lost his glasses again and could not see a thing. They told him the news expectantly but did not get a rise out of him. They were very disappointed. He pulled his lenses that he hides for his extra frame from the end table corner covered with Paper Mache but could not find the frames and so he improvised he held one lens in his left hand up to his left eye to simulate a monocle. He looked every bit like a German Old Officer. Ingst Scribner was a survivor of the Berlin Fall of Wall. Herr Ingst was smaller than most German men with an anger in his heart to match the largest lion. They called him Adolf when they called him. He was peering past his monocle at the computor screen to study the website of Zappersunlimited.com. He typed in the operational code into the Security box shown. EZQ456333177780034674836748923983940092 yes the number is also the PatentPending� from the Government. The Canal Grande is near the city of Bonn. They were not impressed with the initial order of pipe.��Ronald Plence hurried to the Whos Who to look up Herr Ingst Scribner and smiled when he saw the Four Stars near the index margin. This man was filthy. He has lots of $p. A multi-billionaire. He okayed the delivery surely they would not attempt to dump the silver bars into the canal they were only at the beginning. Herr Ingst sent an email to President THOMMAS Whirly. “Whirly”ZappersunlimitedLTD.org.net.web.dot ZappersunlimitedLTDorgnetweb@dot.com CobaltBlueT.M.@=93Whirly=94 ZappersunlimitedLTD.org.net.web.dot=20Trademark@PIPET.M. @ He (INGST) said “we will soon begin the Air dropps of the the PIPE.T.M. pipe@T.M and the Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplaterpurpleglue.T.M. @ pf pipeglue.”We plan on hitting the canal with the pipeline and then on to the German Ocean. Send me the blue purple box. Arrears to Ingles Street Road, Bonn Germany. That is all. They put the Whirleyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater box onto the Lithuania Airlines at LaGuardia Airport quite near the Government offices they got the PatentPending� from. It went from the Bonn Airport by Limousine Delivery to the Ingles Street Road. There was four workers in the back of the Limo they were half tanked with the free drinks but managed to hook up the The AcmeLighteningRodT.M. @ to the CobaltBlue.Box. Herr Ingst insisted on turning on the green light and adding the brown substance into the one sided mechanism. The four workers all fell into the Limo and left. Oh Yuck. The pipeline was not finished and so the silver bar fell out near the Ristorante Grande Canal. A Freshman in a green sweater picked it up he still has it for a paperwaiter. The entire project took 7Seven years to completion. When it was over Ingst was remarking to everyone assembled that the CobaltBlueandPurpleBox was now operational and the entire projection was only a little over projected cost. The double pipeline had been his idea from the start one was to the North Sea (the German Ocean) the other went into the Indian Ocean to the south of Bonn, Germany. At a cost of Thirteen Million P$. They had to put a ramp at both ends of the PIPE.T.M. pipe@T.M so they called Floridian Easements Programs Online Help and Aid Offices. They sent us TWO THERAMP@T.M. from Floatsom and Jetsome Industries near Tallahassee. Both finishing Company at each ending of the pipeline near the Ocean floor nearest unto Bonn, Germany ran the pipes up onto the ramp and stopped not dropping them into the water at all so that when Ingst turned on the green light the steam from the Indian Ocean Pipe caused the Lighthouses for Ocean Going Vessels to be built for fog control and the other pipeline to the German Ocean (North Leader Sea) stopped dead center of the ramp so that the silver bars just piled up in a never ending pile of prosperity. Just take a look at this aerial photograph at how the beach front was so polluted. Perhaps someday they will even clean it up. It builds up with each and every single silver bar that dropps. A monument to self aggrandizement. Emminatingly all the way out there from Bonn, Germany. From a little BlueandPurpleCobalt Box. The greatest invention of the universe the Whirleyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater. Purchased for use by Herr Ingst Scribner. From Zappersunlimited.com.

I have lots of strengths, but I also have weaknesses. I'm supposed to explore my dark side, the side i surpress, that I don't let out. I know it's there and I know it takes energy to surpress it but what's the alternative? Anyway here goes.

I think I have the weaknesses of the choleric and the myers briggs type being and INTJ.

I'm intolerant. I don't suffer fools. Stupid pisses me off. Actually stupid people doing stupid stuff doesn't bother me too much, it's intelligent people doing stupid stuff. Especially people who are insecure and have something to prove. Chip on the shoulder types. I'm usually smarter than most people so I can tell they're faking it. Can't tolerate wannabe's. Don't like lazy people, bludgers or people with no initiative.

I really disapprove of fat people, especially when I see them stuffing themselves with junk food, probably because I'm so disciplined in my eating.

I clash with smart arses. Arrogant people who think they're smart. I really bite. I can hold it in for a little while, but then I have to bite and put them back in their box. Like the guy at Fitzroy crossing when I got into an argument about how cats got to Australia. Idiot.

I respect people who are secure, authentic, strong, able to put their arguments intelligently, who say stuff that is thought through. I like it when people can match me, i respect that. Respect with me is earned. I can lose respect for you and it's hard to get it back once I've written you off.

I am argumentative. I will argue a point ad nauseaum. I think I'm pretty much always right. Even if I'm not sure, I'll argue, because I want to see if my point stands up. If you can keep up and go toe to toe with me, then I might see your point, after a while - like in a day or so. Sometimes I'm just stating an opinion or idea, but it sounds to the listener like a statement of fact, so often people don't bother to disagree. I hate backing down. I always justify myself.

Not empathetic. Honestly, I have no idea how other's feel. I can only imagine, but I can't feel it.

I don't talk to my parents or sisters much, like maybe every six months or so. The other day mum rang and I didn't take the call cos I couldn't be bothered... I was tired I think. So I guess that means I'm not that close. I do love them though.

I'm not very emotional... not that I know of. Probably more like I'm emotional but I don't know it. Anyway, I lack the language of emotion and I'm not really in touch. The main emotions I have are contentedness, anxious, impatient, angry, frustration, despair. I never get ecstatic or over-excited about anything.

I can be pretty cold. Like my dad. I can shut down emotionally and go through the motions and operate entirely out of logic. For a fair while. Until I burned out that is.

I express love in terms of loyalty, responsibility, comittment, faithfulness, strength, consistency, protection, and bringing out of potential. Challenge. Inspire. Give vision.

I'm not sensitive. I'm not particularly gentle or patient. I'm impatient and often fairly abrupt - not rude, but sometimes a bit short. When drained, I really don't care about anyone else. I don't give a stuff and I don't feel guilty about that.

I don't like to talk too much and I don't like to listen too much. I get overwhelmed with verbal diahorrea and can't process language that doesn't get to the point quickly. I'm not a great listener. I'd rather find a solution quickly, than go through the torture of listening to the person get it all out when I already think I know where they're going. That means I'm not good at validating other's unless I really concentrate and focus. Regardless, it's draining. I'm thinking about what I'm going to say when the other person's only halfway through talking. I interrupt because I already know what they are going to say.

I am agressive in my approach to life and problems. I'm not often aggressive toward people unless they really really piss me off. Then I bite. I feel a lot of agression usually. That makes me fairly strong and domineering sometimes. I know how to be intimidating, although I resist this usually.

I resist domestication. There is something wild in me that won't be tamed or emasculated. I'm a man. I crave adventure, risk, challenge, the outdoors. But I don't think I'm a chauvinist.

Being an introvert, I max out if I have people in my face all the time and can't cope after a while. I need space, my space, to be alone and process my thoughts and gather my energy. I'm driven toward solitude and other introverts.

I used to hate saying sorry. Mostly because i rarely feel sorry. Even when I've upset someone or hurt someone, I actually rarely feel sorry, so I don't bother going there. I probably see saying sorry as admitting a fault and maybe a bit weak. If I really have blown it, I apologise and move on. This seems to be unsatisfactory because I don't display emotions of regret or empathy for the one who is wronged, so they don't feel like I'm sorry and they feel blown off. That's their problem I guess.

I'm very headstrong, logical (I like to think but doubtful) and can be idealistic and a perfectionist, driven kind of way. Sometimes I'm not realistic. I used to have high standards for myself and others around me. Fortunately this has changed a lot, but I'm still headstrong. That's the thinker.

I have a lousy memory. Maybe it's surpression, but how would I know if I can't remember?

I don't think I'm a good people person one-on-one. I think I'm good with groups and even better with crowds in a leadership capactiy. Otherwise I hate crowds.

I hate acting and putting on a face. I dislike small talk and superficiality. I don't like wearing masks or other's who wear masks. I prefer authenticity, transparency and the genuine. I am a "what you see is what you get" kind of person.

I really don't give a rip what people think of me usually. Although persistently critical people piss me off and I don't have time for them. I always wonder why they don't just bugger off and get a life. I would love to line them up and list all their faults! It's so tempting not to let them have it. I don't though. I don't indulge the luxury. Not in my position anyway. I let wife have it though. I don't say everything I feel because it would be hitting below the belt, but i go pretty close.

I could be a pretty nasty person if the occasion arose. More in a cold calloused way than an overt deliberate way. I don't go out of my way to create confrontation or hurt people, but if someone gave me the finger and overtook me, and then got pulled up by the cops for speeding I'd laugh my head off and give them a cheery wave to rub salt into the wound and feel good for the rest of the day. Even better if they pranged their car. If it was a total wreck I would stop and see what I could do, but if it was just a bit of damage, I'd keep going.

If someone tried to hurt my wife or kids I would kill them or maim them severely and not regret it.

I don't cry, unless God is touching my heart. But I rarely cry with or for others or myself. Maybe last time was Annie's funeral.

Usually because I'm "J" i don't like to "go with the flow" and be flexible, i like to be planned and organised. Burnout has changed that.

I'm not very motivated anymore because of burnout. I can't be pushed, won't be pushed. I'm not really trying to achieve anything except replenishing my strength. I've given all I've got and there's nothing left. So don't expect anything. I'll help if I can, and won't if I can't.

I'm sure there's more but that's all I can think of right now.