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MdJGutie

joined on 10/11/05
last updated 07/30/09
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Bells and Whistles

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Bloggity blog blog blog...

Learned something last night about someone I'm starting to think I don’t know. Someone who I alternately think I understand fundamentally, then in the next minute, it will occur to me that I know his name and nothing of substance beyond that.

Substance. I guess that's the crux of the matter. I know many ethereal things about this person, but I know them instinctively. Knew them the second I set eyes on him, and have had them one by one confirmed over the course of a few years. But, I keep... read more
Sun, November 1, 2009 - 6:45 AM permalink - 0 comments
 

Barbie next door could not be sweeter. I promised her and Chuck I'd give them the leasing agent's business card when I found it. I took it over today when I saw Chuck and Barbie came running out to tell me they'd been in contact with the Police and some of the neighbors. I began the story of the population of this place in the three weeks since I've been here. Poor Barbie looked as if she was going to cry at one point. She looked at Chuck and asked, "Oh, what are we going to do? They coul... read more
Fri, August 7, 2009 - 9:23 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
For tonight, at least. Nine more days...
Thu, August 6, 2009 - 11:27 PM permalink - 4 comments
 
Change is good, right? I have to move (again)!. Blaa, got a stern talking to yesterday on top of it from someone who's input would have been very helpful back when I was making the decision to move in here, but there's the irony I just LOVE so much. I told him I didn't want to be scolded, ESPECIALLY by him since I tried to get his advice, and he said, "No, pretend you didn't have me. What would you do?" short pause, shrugged shoulders, small gesture, "Well, we know what YOU’D do..." Ha. I... read more
Sat, August 1, 2009 - 6:04 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
Stupid cat needed me. Ugh. He gave poor Janet one kind of misery after another until I said I was on my way to pick him up. Then he was all sweetness and light. New roomies are still "extremely" allergic, so until I figure out what to do, he's stuck in my bedroom. That's not really too bad. Whenever I moved him from one place to another he had to spend a month or two locked up. I had read that dogs attach themselves to people, but cats attach themselves to places. If he were outside and tried... read more
Sun, July 12, 2009 - 1:49 AM permalink - 0 comments
 
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Bonanza Lyrics!

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How Great Am I?

January 4, 2008
a wannabe hardass, but softer than a boiled twinkie. it's cute when she tries tho.
March 24, 2006
If you're lucky you will get Maria as your instructor to the deep end of the kennel.
Maria is the kindest and most compassionate person I have ever met who will beat you with the stupid stick ...BECAUSE YOU DESERVE IT.
I honestly don't mind because I already believe that dogs have it figured out more than us...and we deserve to get smacked by the stupid stick once in a while.
Anyways, Maria...love you and all that you do for those great Souls in transition.
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The Cult (part 1)

8-Ji
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The Cult (part 2)

Jo-Z
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This is how you remind me ...

of what I really am.
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It's not like you to say sorry

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I was waiting on a different story

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This time I'm mistaken

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for handing you a heart worth breaking

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I've been wrong, I've been down

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been to the bottom of every bottle

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These five words in my head scream,

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"Are we having fun yet?"

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Who am I? How did I get here?

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I have an IQ of 152... I put that up, not to "brag" (I don't think you can rightfully brag about your IQ any more that you can about your height or hair color), but because it tells you more about me than any other single fact. It colors everything else I am, or am not. It is more consistent with who I am than my race, or nationality, or my ethnicity, or my gender, or my birth order, and more than my place or date of birth. I am more the product of my intelligence than any thing on a census form. It may not be the first thing a stranger takes note of, but it has more than anything else been the thing people have commented to me about all of my life. It, more than any other single thing, has effected what I did and how I did it.

"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, con a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyse a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects."
-Robert A. Heinlein
...and I can do most of those things (I've already done most of them), except for butchering a hog. One, I'd never be able to kill one (unless it was in self-defense) and two, I'd feel awful about someone else killing it (though I've dissected more animals than I can remember including a fetal pig, I've long since hung up my scalpel). It's stuff like that what keeps me from eating pork. Really, I feel sorry for the pigs and don't want to contribute to their misery. On the other hand, I’ve done more than my share of comforting the dying. I read somewhere that some people are called to be midwives to those who are exiting this life, and beyond that I keep being asked to mind the corpse until the undertaker can undertake them because for some reason I’ve never minded corpses.

"The Electric Monk was a labour-saving device, like a dishwasher or a video recorder. Dishwashers washed tedious dishes for you, thus saving you the bother of washing them yourself, video recorders watched tedious television for you, thus saving you the bother of looking at it yourself; Electric Monks believed things for you, thus saving you what was becoming an increasingly onerous task, that of believing all the things the world expected you to believe." I feel a strong kinship with the Electric Monk as described here by DNA in "Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency" because of the breadth and depth to which I am able to believe things other people have difficulty accepting.

"The greatest danger is not that our hopes are too high and we fail to reach them, but that they are too low, and we do." -Michelangelo
...and I try to remember that.
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