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This obviously is no longer used. Feel free to read some of the old entries and what little was written on the fanfic that is also housed here.
If you've stumbled here because you are looking to see if a letter you've gotten in the mail is a scam or not, just remember this: "You can't win the lottery if you don't play!" If you haven't entered or played a lottery in any other country other than the one you live in, then yes, your letter is a scam. Also note that it is illegal for anyone to ask for money in order to give you a gift (no matter what it is) that you have won. ALWAYS check with the Better Business Bureau and FBI for more information on the latest scams and other important things too look out for.
I now have an online store featuring items with my very own artwork on them! (scary enough this idea is also stolen from Rei....note to self: Must come up with own ideas someday.) Take a look at the few items I have already in the store!
Quote of the Moment *Stolen from Rei's Blog XD*Becks: "Well why should I let you go?......" Me: *very cheery* "Okay!" Becks: *laughing* I wasn't done with my sentance yet Sarabs....and that was a question. You know, you can tell me you want to go and you won't hurt my feelings..." Me: *feeling like a dumbass again* NO! That's not what I meant...I mean...ummm...." Becks: *still laughing*
To see some of my artwork (along with a few of Rei's) please click here. To Read My Newest Fanfiction here on blogdrive click here. To take a look at my new web-site (est. 8-10-2004) Please click here. And don't forget to sign the guestbook please! To read my latest story that I'm working on, please click the title: Aurora Quatermain
And here's the latest editions to the herd!
Nefertiti 
And Ramses!  Here is my rendition of me as Aset. LOL The superhero!!! *See my LJ for more information on that one!*  Links. Rei's BlogI'll put more here later...when I'm all woken up and stuff! lol *sigh*
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Sunday, October 31, 2004
I do hope everyone is having a blast out there this night! I sure did....for once.
It seems that something horrible always happens to me around Halloween...last year at this hour I was flying to LA to help evacuate the Ranch we have in that area due to the fires, and I got lost in the fire with a few horses cause the road down got blocked off....wasn't good...was lost for a few days...
This year, I had to put two perfectly good dogs down for, in my opinion, no good reason. Perhaps next year will prove to be much better to me. *crosses fingers* We can always hope right?
Didn't do too much tonight....took Travis out trick or treating *he was a cute little pirate!* came back and found there was a floor party *instead of a room party* going on, on our floor, which was real fun. Had my own little party at the Mansion *yahoo group* and while playing discovered that two puppies were missing, made everyone freeze *I had left my room door open so people could drift in and out, and Travis was all over the place as well, damn candy!* Found the two missing puppies under my bed....and am about to get dragged away by little children to carve pumpkins...little children that should have been in bed hours ago....again, damn candy. lol
Have a safe and Happy Halloween! *BOO!*
Cheers!
Thursday, October 28, 2004
First off, I got my Jekyll and Hyde script today. *SQUEEEEEE!* I've already read through the whole thing and I just love it....can't wait to see it in action! But still God knows when that's going to be.
Second, Johnny Depp is suppose to be on Oprah on TUESDAY, along with Kate Winslet. If you are unfamilar with the Oprah show they are now tapped before they are shown on television...so it's a tapped previously type thing.
Thirdly, Haven't heard a thing about the autopsies on my dogs or the cat. I promised someone I would go into detail on what happened the day my dogs were sentanced to death by lethal injection. (Yes, I know I'm being slightly dramatic)
To start off with, I wasn't there when the event happened. I was out on set. My son was with me as he usually is so the place was devoided of humans. It was just the dogs and cats. Now, to paint you a picture of the suite of which I have been living in looks like: When you walk into the door you are in a lovely hall with marble flooring. There's a cute little table that use to have a lovely vase on it, but since I am yet to be used to the table and not knocking it over when I come through the door, the vase has been moved elsewhere. Anyway, after the hall you have two choices....you can go right towards the kitchen and dinning area, or left, towards the bathroom and bedrooms. There's a wall in front of you with a lovely painting of something on it (still trying to figure it out) Either way you go, there is a arched doorway that leads to the living area. Now as you stand at either of the archways you can see the fireplace, tv, couch, chairs and to the far right is a large desk where I am sitting at the moment. Beyond the couch is some more marble as it leads to a fancy sliding glass (etched glass *eye roll*) door. So, the incident happened right outside the beautifully etched glass door, on the large balcony (it streatches back to the master bedroom's glass doors, not sliding, but regular turn knob and pull type doors) From the balcony I can look down at the paddock where the horses are, or across at the other part of the hotel, that have the same kind of suites that surround me. If I looke to the left I can see other parts of London, and the small covered bridge thing that connects the two hotel towers, or I can look to the right and see even more of London.
The woman who owned the cat was staying down the hall to my left. Her cat had wandered down the balcony's to mine. I always leave the sliding glass doors open just enough that the dogs can get outside if they have too or want to (they love barking at everything ^_^;) so that day was like any other...from here on, I am going on what the woman, and other witnessess say happened. Apparently the woman was calling out to the cat from her balcony. (Cat's name was Roark) which attracted the attention of my dogs, so they wandered out onto my balcony and low and behold Roark was standing on the rail and puffed up twenty times it's normal size (as cats usually do) and hissed. Randy barked at him, which brought Jasmine out. The cat jumped from the rail onto the balcony itself and that's when Jack (Jasmine's son from the last litter) and Jasmine attacked.
I was already on my way back to the hotel when the hotel called me to let me know there was a problem with my dogs. I was thinking one of them managed to get out while housekeeping was cleaning, but when I got to the floor and we walked out of elevator I told JD to take Travis. My dogs (all six of them) where locked in the master bathroom, and there was a lump of orange fur tinged with red was laying on the balcony. Police were everywhere as if it was a human that had been killed and not some roaming UN-NUTERED cat. I could hear the woman down the hall sobbing her ass off screaming about her cat. I was told what happened and I just stood there and it was JD who started talking. The woman stormed into my suite, uninvited and demanded that my dogs be put to sleep...ALL SIX OF THEM! Not just Jack and Jasmine. But all of them. I told her that I was sorry about her cat, but that was no reason to have the dogs put to sleep. Then she grew a pair and said to the Inspector (??) that I have a four year old child who these dogs could be a danger to. JD scoffed and I bitched. I pointed out the fact that Jasmine protects my son with her own life, Jack has been taught by his mother (Jasmine) to do the same. Neither dogs were a danger in any shape or form to either my son or me, or anyone else! Jasmine has puppies, and she had strangers come into my bedroom where the puppies were born and pick up and play with the puppies only after a few days old and she didn't even growl! *of course none of the animals could even come close to the litter without some teeth showing from Jasmine, but I didn't tell them that!* In the end she won. The police decided that Jasmine and Jack were too much of a risk to others and/or other animals. So I was ordered to put them down IN ADDITION to paying the woman for her PUREBRED PURSIAN CAT. She could prove it as well....so that was $10,000.00 for just the bloody cat.
So now I sit here and wait for the results to all three autopsy reports. Like I said previously, I demanded that the cat as well be autopsied and tested on all scales. The woman wasn't thrilled with my demand....she showed up at the Vet's to make sure my devil dogs were indeed dead. At least she didn't put up a fight. She couldn't. Not legally at least.
So that's the story...I probably will not find out the results until next week...but I'll let you all know what those results reveil.
Apparently Julia Roberts is in the hospital....I really should pay more attention to the news...and I don't mean crap like Access Hollywood, they don't report REAL news. If they have a slot open and in need of filling, they'll make up a story or take a fact from a different story and twist it horribly. So, I am going to order something to eat and sit like a cute lump in front of the telly watching the news and see what's going on outside my little world.
Cheers!
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Frank Wildhorn's jersey for the "Jekyll & Hyde" team.
I will be getting the script in a couple of days (Probably Friday) and the jersey possibly Friday or Saturday! Finially some damn good news for once!!!
Oh, and a little side note like thing....Jasmine bit the vet that put her down....when he told me I just shrugged and said "Yeah so? What do you want me to do about it?" he just stared at me and so I continued which went something like this:
"I did not choose to put my dogs down. I would have rather found out what was up with them then to put them down. They had a reason for attacking that cat, a reason only known to them. They have never attacked another living creature that wasn't a danger to me or my family (Jasmine once killed a scorpion that was getting to close to Travis), so I know in my heart they had a very damn good reason to kill. If I was given the time, I would have found out that reason. But the lady who owned the cat wasn't about to give me that time, she used my own son against me (really bad move bitch) saying that my dogs were a danger to him. So now that my dogs are dead, and trust me, tonight I will be telling Jasmine she's a VERY good dog because she knows she did no wrong, I want that cat autopsied. I'll pay for it. And by law I have the right."
No one dared argued me on that point, because I do have the right to have any animal that comes onto my property lented (rented) or owned to be autopsied. Both my kids are also going to be autopsied and then creamated. I will get to the bottom of this, I know my own animals, I've trained them from the day they were puppies, in Jack's case the day he was born, and if nothing is wrong with them, then it has to be something to do with the cat. If my dogs were going to attack another animal, they would have done so with one of my own animals. One of my own cats running around this place. Something just doesn't add up. They are current on all shots (had to be to leave the country and come into London.) and they were in perfect health when we left.
Just call me Sarlock Holmes....who needs to get to the post office before they close!
Sunday, October 24, 2004
As my world slowly caves in
I stand and watch it sadly.
I wonder if I can build it again,
Or will it destroy me madly?
I'll miss this world of mine,
Full of happiness and joy,
There's no more of my kind,
No man, woman, girl or boy.
The world that replaces it
Belongs to someone else,
Inside there's not a light lit,
Or an ounce of common wealth.
It's full of sadness and pain.
Something I don't like,
Oh, how I wish I could build my world again,
But I no longer have the fight.
There's really nothing I can do,
To save the world I love,
I don't know where it's going to,
I wish I could fly off like a dove.
All that's left is a broken heart,
And the heart belong to me,
I've gone back to the very start,
Something I did not see.
The only thing that I can do,
Is to sadly say goodbye,
To this world I once knew,
Then I'll sit here and I'll cry
I stop and take one last look,
As the tears roll down my face,
I am an open book,
As my world disappears into space.
I wipe the tears away with the back of my hand,
I can't help but cry,
Who is left to understand?
And I sadly say goodbye.
Saturday, October 23, 2004
I'm tired.
Tired of holding it all together.
Tired of pretending everything is okay.
Tired of ignoring the things that disturb me.
Tired of being the strong one.
Tired of forcing a smile when there's nothing to smile about.
Tired of lieing when everything is not okay.
Tired of holding back the tears when all I want to do is cry.
Tired of being in the spotlight
Tired of being looked at.
Tired of trying to keep things from falling apart.
Tired of keeping a stiff upper lip
Tired of listening to everyone's problems and have no one to talk to about mine.
Tired of playing the masquerade, I want to take the mask off.
Tired of going along with the facade, it was never me.
Guess what? I'm no longer
Going to hold it all together, let the walls fold in and the ceiling fall
Going to pretend that things are okay, because they no longer are.
Going to ignore the disturbing things in my life, they have long added up.
Going to be the strong one, it's time someone else takes that role.
Going to smile when I feel like screaming at the world, I can't hold it in any longer.
Going to lie when things are not okay, you want to know so I'll tell you.
Going to hold back the tears, let them flow when I am hurting inside and damn the world.
Going to just stand there in that spotlight, my flesh is burned by rays.
Going to be looked at, I can't stop the world from seeing me, but I can ignore the world when I choose.
Going to keep the world from tumbling, it's time for it to have a reality check.
Going to keep a stiff upper lip, what's the point any more?
Going to just listen, I want to be heard as well, so you had better listen when I talk.
Going to play the masquerade, I'm taking off the mask and letting my other colors show.
Going to go along with the facade, I'm tired of playing that game.
The time has come when I can't be the tough marine everyone sees anymore. I'm tired of being "the real life Lara Croft" even she had days where she could be something other than the tomb raider. I'm tired of hiding the hurt behind the tough exterior. I'm tired of picking up other's pieces and my own. I'm tired of hiding behind a closed door when I need to fall apart. I'm almost tired of being me. I'm tired of holding the world on my shoulders so I'm dropping it and if it rolls into a black abiss oh fucking well. I have feelings, and I have thoughts. I can scare the crap out of people, kick their asses, and be the strongest, but I don't want to be anymore, I want people to look at me and see a woman. A woman who cries when two of her dogs kill a cat and now she has to put them to sleep, a woman who doesn't understand what would make them do that, a woman who is so drained her muscles actually hurt. A woman whos world is suddenly turned upside down by a series of events she can't control. A woman who fears that a great relationship is gone, or dieing, a woman who has seemed to have lost the reigns on her life. A woman who's smart and talented and strong, but is also stupid, clumbsy, and weak. A woman who is everything and nothing. A woman who screams out and someone is there.
I'm scared, hurt, depressed and weak. Why can't people see that? Why do they only see the Marine who can handle anything? Well guess what? I can't handle everything! I can't handle the thought that something someone said could be true, I can't handle the pain the thoughts bring, I can not handle having to let my dogs die. I don't understand a single thing anymore. I am not meant to understand everything. I am not meant to handle everything. I am meant to be human and fall every once in awhile. Tonight, I am falling. And I don't even care if no one catches me. I am alive, and will be for a very long time, I just don't want my life.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Well, thanks to darling Sa-ra we (that is Re-I, Sa-Ra, Re-Becca, Ko-Ri and I) have decided to create our own religion. It was Sa-ra's idea! Only because I brought up that Rei and Becks have their little Re girls club and Sa-ra and I should start a SA girls club...and Sa-ra said we all could be goddess...it's all on Rei's blog's tag board...and the only reason I can think of that I'm putting this here is because I am not really awake...or I wouldn't have suggested me being the Goddess of Ass Kicking. XD!
Look at this maddness! LOL: (Hope you don't mind Rei)
Sa-Ra » Ha! We should start our OWN religion! We can be goddesses! Sa-Ra, Sa-Rabi, Re-I, and Re-Becca! I call powers of Chaos and invocation to bring upon fiery vengance! *Squee* Fire Goddess ownz j00! 
Rei » XD!!! I call the power to uh... bite? Don't forget Ko-Ri!! And anyone else interested in joining.
Sa-Ra » Hee! Yes, the goddess of Biting! ^_^ And Ko-Ri's help is appreciated. She can be the goddess of waffles, symbolised by the almighty penguins. Our religion kicks ass . . . .
Rei » I dun like biting. i should be the Goddess of Unwanted Sexual Attention!!
Sa-Ra » OMG! The art ideas RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD!
Rei » XD;
Sa-rabi » Goddess of Ass kicking? *I'm not awake so don't you dare hold me to that!*
I really should go and see if I can't get any more sleep....my brain hurts (also commonly referred to as a headache) someone got under my skin earlier.....btw anyone see Orlando Bloom on Access Hollywood? Apparently he was on there not to long ago kissing someone...XD! I was just curious... found nothing about it on the access hollywood web-site. Ah well....no big deal.
I am sure I can think of one hell of a Goddess thing to do....as long as it doesn't have to do with love... I keep ending up as Aphrodite in a lot of the quizes! *Did I spell her name right? Damn too tired to think!* Always did believe I should be worshipped! *Giggles...it's the Aset part of me.* I could be the Goddess of all things Good N' Evil....mostly Evil. LOL...yeah, need more sleep there Sarabi-poo! *ACK!*
Cheers?
ACK! Stop. Playing. With. My. Cell!
Mood: Annoyed but Happy....there's a combo!
I got my new cell phone today....the corporation Nextel didn't have any chargers for my old cell in stock so they said I could upgrade my phone. So now I have a niffty new flip phone with a color screen and Travis will NOT quit playing with it! *flip, snap, flip, snap, glare, grab* It's all black, the keypad lights up with a pretty blue and I've got a large rock as the wallpaper...lol It's a Desert Rock from Arizona at sunset....haven't found any other wallpapers I like yet, and the palettes is Sweet Lilac...purple, it's purple damnit! LOL. I've got to redownload some ringtones (which this time will be free! WooHoo!) and play with it myself for a few....IF TRAVIS WILL LET ME! I have Tetris on my cell! WICKED! MINE! MINE! MINE! Nextel will buy back the other cellphone from them I have, and I am letting Travis play with the old cell phone of mine from Quest. Isn't activated, but it's got a full battery and talks...okay it's my voice and only in the contacts section but still.
I'm really tired, so I am going to hit the bed...then crawl into it.
Cheers.
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
First off, before I say anything, *grabs Sa-ra, Rei and Becks into uber mondo Marine hug* I love you guys!! I really do! In my moments of pure insanity you step up and tell me that things are indeed "just fine" and Rei, my money and lifestyle doesn't impress me either! XD! Sa-ra, I never looked at myself the way you look at me and wrote in the comment. Never thought once about everything you mentioned or what I've been through since being brought to this country (and before even that), I was just suddenly feeling like the little rich girl once again (previous time mondo years ago) and I've never like that feeling. Becks, who had to endure an phone call about my insanity and took it with stride..and I think you laughed at me. Which normally isn't such a good idea, but with the two of us, it's normal. You who reminded me that my life isn't perfect, you who playfully teased me, you who called me a bitch...in jest, but in truth cause everyone knows I am one. And guess what? My life isn't perfect...if it was my "Vicky" would be here in London with me instead of in the STATES working! XD! And by the way, where the hell were you three when I spent $93.05 on Jekyll and Hyde stuff on eBay!?!?!? (just kidding, but it brings me to the sole topic of this entry! Nice tie in huh?)
Jekyll and Hyde 1999 Tour Version Script.....$46.05
Jekyll and Hyde Broadway Show League Softball Jersey.....$47.00
Knowing everyone who loves you are going to laugh, roll their eyes then remind you your life isn't perfect........PRICELESS!
Yes, I was the top bidder for the script, then after paying for it, the idiot that is me ebay searched for items using the keywords 'Jekyll and Hyde' and found the jersey (among some other J&H stuff, but the jersey was the cheapest and most desirable at the time.) and with three hours to go left on the auction I decided I was just wait that one out...so with six minutes left to go I placed my bid and waited. Then with one minute to go I refreshed the page to see if anyone outbid me. No one did...then I refreshed again with 46 seconds left on the clock so I mentally counted that down and then refreshed...I was off by one damn second! But with another refresh I found I "won" again and have paid for it. So in about a week or two I shall be getting both the script and the jersey. (The jersey was worn by Frank Wildhorn, the composer of Jekyll and Hyde the musical, among other musicals, for the Jekyll and Hyde softball team....mmm...probably should wash it...XD!) And I am now banned from eBay. My rules, no one elses. I'll probably forget about eBay once again for awhile, until a fellow Jekkie (aka another Jekyll and Hyde musical lover like me) sends yet another link to the J&H list announcing another eBay item. I chewed my lip thinking about the jersey...Becks was "with" me on the discovery of it...lol..NO MORE J&H STUFF FOR ME FOR AWHILE! At least nothing short of actually going and SEEING the bloody musical! *hasn't seen it yet, just loves the music from the Complete Works thanks to Anthony Warlow....who when I see him in person someday will be asked to sign said won script!*
After a money spending day (That's right, I'm FLAUNTING it!!!!) I really have nothing to bitch about. Except the price of a Halloween bash ticket....Grrrrrr....Arrrrrrgggg...heh. I'm still not satisfied with those people Becks. Still have funny feeling in the bones...still researching and will be...but I'm sorry....1,000 people at said event? With people who can do crowd control? *snrot* That's right....I SNROTTED it! (looks even funnier now huh?) I'm flaunting and snrotting....neither pasttime I do often.
Hummmmm....4 am....no sleepy yet....must be up at 7 am.....probably should go to bed. But....why? I'm not tired....not one littl..........ZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......... *head falls on keyboard* jhmn bm,,,,nbjhg kfdjgnh;Airkhnmcksg kdjhguirsksirt ir gsil ikrsdufhgki *actually put head on keyboard to see what it would look like....rubs forehead* I'm really not tired. Okay perhaps a little tired...*sips coffee* I have no clue why I'm not dead tired...*heh*
I was handed a unique book today titled "The most valuable book ever published!" Apparently it has some useful topics in it that can change the lives of everyone who reads it...some of said topics are"
- Buying the Vehicle of Your Dreams----CHEAP!
- How To Contest a Will!
- Minimize Taxes With Estate Planning
- The Do-IT-Yourself Will
- Beat the Moody Blues
- Getting At Your IRA Money Before Retirement
- Medical Miracles
- Allergies Don't Have to Be Miserable
- Hypertension: Solutions for High Blood Pressure
- A Green Way to Fight Inside Air Pollution
- Medical Quickies For Insomnia, Diarrhea & Acne *Could have used this one a few weeks ago*
- Deducting Your Vacation
- The Fast Way to Sell Your House
- Fantastic ways to Stretch Your Dollars
- The Secret of Publishing Your Book
- Recover Your Unclaimed Money.
I haven't read or thumbed through it yet, but perhaps I'll go do that now and perhaps it will lull me to sleep. Night all.
Cheers!
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Mood: Unnatural
It seems like everywhere I turn today people are falling apart! Two of my friends are having problems, haven't talked to another one for a very long time, and it makes me wonder just what the hell am I doing right in this life that I'm together and not having problems? And then when I think about it, the question turns to When is it going to be my turn to fall apart? Am I scheduled to? Suddenly my life seems so easy and care-free. My biggest problem is where to move to, and the choices are a lot of people's dream places...London, or Colorado Springs (skiing and snowboarding close at hand). So what right do I have bitching about something like that when there are people out there with jusification to bitch?? I feel.....I feel...soooo bad about being me. Being from a good home, having the job of my dreams (well, not all of my dreams) being able to buy whatever I feel like it (I just placed a maxium bid on a freaking Jekyll and Hyde 1999 tour script at $50.00. It's only at $41.00 now), I feel so alone as well. I'm the only one out of my friends, whom I love and cherish and would do anything for...within some reason, who can do shit like that, who doesn't have "real world issues" to bitch about. Suddenly I feel like a snob.
"Oh poor Sarabi, her greatest problem is where to move. London or France." *No, France isn't on the list, but I'm being scarcastic towards myself so just play along*
"Bet she never has to worry about anything that one. Oh no, if she gets in over her head she just calls daddy-poo."
I feel really bad, and really in a class all by myself and it is a weird feeling. I have never felt like I am better than anyone out there, because I really am not. I usually feel right at home with my little group of friends where no one is better than the other and no one cares how much money is in your bank account. But suddenly, I feel like a bloody outcast. I feel like I'm sitting on this tiny island just off shore of the big island watching all my friends bitch about their problems and here I am with nothing to bitch about. Nothing sanigifacant. I could bitch about my lack of spelling abilities, but what's that worth? Everyone already knows that I'm a crappy speller. And I finished high school and college so what's my excuse right? *I believe I have a mental block on spelling unless I can separate a word into smaller words that I can spell. Or maybe I'm just a fucking idiot.*
I need to talk to Becks.
Cheers.
Sunday, October 10, 2004
Mood: Confused and Wondering.
That is the last time I EVER eat a turkey and roast beef sandwhich before going to bed!!! OMFG! The dream made so much nonsence that it's actually funny! Starts off with me being with my sis Denise and trying to find this guy that I'm like totally in love with or something, and we ended up at this very popular amusement park called '27' or something short and simple like that. Ends up just being a water park, and not a very fun one at that! In fact it's completely boring! But they put a piece of paper on my chest then again around my right hand and then handed me this big glob of roast beef!! Which is stupid since eating before swimming is suppose to give you cramps or something like that...I have no clue if that's true or not...but...anyway, we were in this boreing park and I kept telling Denise that something was wrong or something to that effect while stripping cause even though I didn't know we were going to end up at a waterpark, I have my swim suit on under my normal clothes. Conveniant huh? Then the phone rang. As in real life the phone rang. It was my mommy, she had forgotten the time difference and woke me up, but I am really glad she did! God only knows where the funk that dream would have gone!!!!!!! Anyway, it's 4 am so I'm going back to bed...hopefully to a dreamless sleep!
Cheers!
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