Dear Ellen DeGeneres

Dear Ellen,

I was very disappointed to hear that you have joined the list of celebrities who are speaking out about the Newfoundland seal hunt. It has been illegal to "club baby seals" since 1987. No baby seals are "brutally murdered", it is a legal hunt of adult harp seals... and even then, seals are killed humanely. The seal hunt is several times more humane than the chicken and other live food processing factories that this world supports every day. The seal hunt supports outport families-- families that are barely making ends meet, who sell, eat, and use every part of the seal that they legally and humanely kill.

The harp seal population off the coast of Newfoundland is over 9 million, which is four times the population in the 1970s. Nine million seals that eat millions and millions of fish from already depleted fish stocks. The seal hunt is a fully sustainable, necessary service, and it has been reviewed and approved by the World Wildlife Fund several times.

Please read the Canadian Government website "Myths and Realities of the Canadian Seal Hunt". Here is the link: http://www.dfo-mpo.gc.ca/fm-gp/seal-phoque/myth-eng.htm

Misinformation about the seal hunt creates unfair animosity towards Newfoundlanders, and those who love and support them. Please do not support this unfounded hatred. Ellen, I know that you have always advocated tolerance, and I hope desperately that you will uphold that same standard for us.


Writer's Block: Cyberstalking

Do you keep tabs on ex-boyfriends and -girlfriends over social networking sites? Do you think it's emotionally healthy or dangerous? Amusing or painful?

Yes, I do.

Yes, it's incredibly emotionally un-healthy. I can only keep tabs on one of them, because the other one's a total security Nazi when it comes to his internet stuff. He had a LiveJournal once, and it was because *I* set it up for him. He hasn't posted in it since we broke up, which I'm sure is a good thing just because I'd torture myself by reading the terrible, terrible things he'd say about me. Over and over. And let myself sink into the falsified reality that he left me because I wasn't a hot Asian chick like the one he moved on to.

Like I do with the one who's too dumb to security-lock his Facebook. I read all about how his ex-girlfriend's a psychopath who only brought him down and he's so lucky to be with this angel in comparison. ... well, the exact phrase he used was "land mine", not psychopath, but you get the gist I'd imagine. I sure did.

Why do I do it? I don't know. I feel bad, I guess. The two of them run in opposite directions at the sight of me (one slams a closet door in my face, the other, an exterior door), and the only thing I got out of the last one, I got out of him while he was drunk. And he totally denies it ever happened. He did start the conversation though, and it led me to believe there was something good in there to talk to. But, like I said, it "never happened" and he "doesn't know what I'm talking about".

Mostly it's painful, but sometimes it's amusing. I don't do it a lot... but just enough to drive myself a little bit crazy. I don't recommend it, I even tell other people not to do it. All it does is make you wonder where you went wrong. You totally forget what a total jerk they were when they broke it off, because they're not being a jerk on their public page. It just screws you up. But it's alluring. I guess you hope that they feel the same way that you do, but they never do. So, it's stupid, don't do it.

Help, I lost a vid!

It's a huge long shot, but if any of you downloaded my Daniel Jackson video called "10,000 Miles" by Mary Chapin Carpenter, I need a copy.

I lost my server and my files off of my computer last year, and I apparently missed that one in my recovery. Now there's a broken link and since I lost all of my Stargate files back in college in 2005, I can't remake it.

The file name is 10000.wmv, it's a small file just over five minutes long.

I'm looking at you Fel, lol.


Being kicked out of house sale!

Yeah, after getting the "get the fuck out" talk from Mom again, I've decided I'm going to skip off to Corner Brook in the a.s.a.p. kind of way.

And have decided that anything I leave here will be burned by my parents in my absence for 'space'.

So, most of you have a few clues as to what I own... a hundred odd ty beanie babies, a hundred odd DVDs, a Sunburst Raptor electric guitar with amp and stuff... Happy Bunny signbook...

Or you know, ask me if I have something and I probably do.

Most of it's probably going to end up burned, but if there's anything you want, let me know.

Donations welcome and all that shit.

*has a shower, fully expecting to be asked for water payment afterwards*

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Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something you said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

He was everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Memorial Day post...

From the plaque as you enter the Beaumont Hamel Memorial:

Tread softly here! Go reverently and slow!
You let your soul go down upon its knees
And with bowed head, and heart abased strive hard
To grasp the future gain in the sore loss!
For not one foot of this dank sod but drank
Its surfeit of the blood of gallant men.
Who for their faith their hope - for life and liberty
Here made the sacrifice - here gave their lives
And gave right willingly - for you and me.

From this vast altar-pile the souls of men
Sped up to God in countless multitudes.
On this grim cratered ridge they gave their all.
And giving won.
The peace of Heaven and immortality
Our hearts go out to them in boundless gratitude.
If ours - then God's for His vast charity
All sees, all knows, all comprehends - save bounds
He has repaid their sacrifice - and we - ?
God help us if we fail to pay our debt
In fullest full and all unstintingly!

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The blurb for those who don't want to read the whole thing:

On July 1, in broad daylight, one hundred thousand men climbed out of their trenches and advanced shoulder to shoulder across the crater-torn waste of No Man's Land. At Beaumont Hamel, the Newfoundland Regiment was virtually annihilated. In less than half an hour, as they advanced into point-blank fire, the Islanders were cut down. Of the 801 men who went into the battle only sixty-eight unwounded men answered the roll call the next day.

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So... Yeah. I'm off to search for a poppy.

Will you guys just fuck off?!

What is with these pompous stars suddenly deciding that Canada is evil? PISS OFF! The seal hunt is FINE, it's been fully checked out by people with actual TRAINING and EDUCATION and it's been CLEARED. You and your delicate sensibilities can sit on your fingers and rotate in your giant-ass mansions and let the poor sealers make a year what you spend in a day. For a a barbarian industry that's quote "just for the money", there really isn't that much in the industry. But people need this TINY BIT to SURVIVE.

You hate it so damn much, don't boycott the damned country, PAY FOR IT YOURSELVES! If it's 'all about profit' for the poor fisherman, YOU give them some other way to make the money. Don't tell US it's OUR job to change OUR lives to make YOU feel better.

Go protect the chickens or something, you assholes.

Greenpeace-- you too. I know you're funding terrorists. You piss off too, and stop recruiting dumbass stars to make your propaganda seem more valid.

Protesting "Stars"-- use some of your mounds of money to get a lobotomy. Or pay the sealers to not seal, your choice.

Richard Dean Anderson-- I know you were there too, a while back. The fact that I didn't hear a word from you while there, or one on the subject afterwards, makes me believe that you realised that you were being used, unlike these tools. I hope this is the case, and if it isn't, I know you're a very smart and reasonable man and will listen to what people close to this have to say, which would be refreshing on this subject. I fully respect that you and your affiliation with the Sea Shepherd Society wanted to check it out, and I give you a resounding thanks for not doing what a lot of other people in your position are.

To the people-- These rich idiots are boycotting the working man so that they can feel better about themselves while sitting in their mansions on leather Lazy-Boys. Though Canada's economy will survive, I have no doubt that more than a few people are going to go bankrupt over this BS. I plead you, don't listen to this crap. Canada's done nothing to harm you. And if you feel as strongly about this as I do, join me in boycotting everything to do with the protesters. It *will* make a difference if enough people do it. Write letters if you can. I don't care, just... don't believe them. That'll do.

Dear Sir Paul McCarthy and missus

You are misinformed tools.

Firstly, the seal hunt isn't inhumane. I know with your massive international star status, you know more about animal cruelty than the World Wildlife Foundation, but-- no, WAIT, you don't.

Secondly, baby seals have been illegal to kill since the 1970s. So maybe you're fooling your little viewers with the flash of white ball of fluff then switch to old footage of sealers clubbing adult seals. Blah, blah, blah, baby seals clubbed to death before swimming? Bull shit. Not a single baby seal is clubbed, get over your pity parade.

Third, 90% of seals aren't even clubbed, they're shot.

Fourth, how about you look at the children fighting wars all over the world as a pet cause of human cruelty instead of seals.

And fifth, how the HELL are 5.8 million seals not going to affect the cod fishery at all?!

Sixth and this is final even though I could go on: Prince Edward Island is NOT Newfoundland. When the Larry King Live blurb says "Sir Paul from Charlottetown, PEI and you follow Danny Williams' invite to come learn what the hell you're talking about with, "I decline your invitation because I'm in Newfoundland now." Oh, yes, way to go.

I hate you so much right now.





Oooh, I feel less shitacular now. HEE! I'm trying to dim down my excitement here... OMG!

PICTURE, I haves to take a picture... *hee*

Oooh, if my day hadn't gone so badly already this'd be on my top ten of days... *represses squee*

I'm going to go call Nan now cos it's her birthday.