For me, it just means changing this;

back to this;

Also, changing the accompanying text back again.
So, one last Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! = D
*HuggleSnugglePurrs for everyone* <3

Tomorrow at a local church there will be a funeral for a fallen soldier, and a certain group whom we all know, will be there to protest and promote their hate.

The good news is that a radio station’s morning show has asked there fans to be there and line the street to create a wall to bloke these idiots. Believe me I will be there.

http://www.wyff4.com/news/30143621/detail.html

FBI changes definition of rape to include men as victims:

http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/story/2012-01-06/fbi-rap...

Some random thoughts:

I was watching the first season of "Heroes" the other day. I'm a lot like Peter from that show - I was the family screw-up while my brother overcame our background to become a success. And yet he would drop everything to help me in any way possible.

I wonder where my poetry muse went? Its been a long time since I've written a new original piece.

My ex hasnt noticed the earrings yet. I wonder how big my front will get before she notices that?

Information for a story is what I need. I don't want to talk about IED's, guns, bombs or anything like that.

What I need is information about the living conditions of mountain country Afghan people who are touched by the Taliban. We can talk a little about the Burqua, but having worn one, I am pretty much up on that.

...How about being seven foot tall. A basket ball player 'changes sex' to become world's tallest transsexual. Makes me feel like a pygmy.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2081727/Lindsey-Walk...

Angharad

There is a law being proposed in Tennessee that would allow bullying in schools by people who feel they are justified based on their own religious, philosophical and political views against LGBT students.I wonder if they have figured out that federal Hate Crimes laws would trump any attempt to violate the Civil rights of these kids? This comes in the wake of the suicide of a high school student who was being bullied for being gay. I have heard that Michigan just passed a similar law. It is sickening that any State would legally try to justify violence against someone else as a RIGHT!

A friend of mine pointed out a couple of things I forgot to mention, that I should DEFINITELY remember to bring along:

A roadmap - as my friend said, sometimes, you need help finding the right pathways, so having a map is a good thing. He recommends a pocket New Testament as a roadmap, and I agree.

another thing he recommends is faith. Without it, I will weaken like I would if I failed to take water. I can only concur.

Lastly, he wished to remind me of one Person who will be with me on this journey - my Lord and my God. Without Him, the journey, and indeed my life, would be a waste.

In the entry before last, I compared my transition to a journey. Keeping with that theme, here is a list of some stuff I hope I've got packed for my particular journey:

Patience. There are going to be lots of times when I'll feel like I'm standing still, so I'll need this.

Persistence - Its a long trip, and I know I'll be tempted to quit, so I'll really have to have some of this packed.

A sense of humor - I'm going to make mistakes, maybe even make a fool of myself sometimes. Having this will help a lot.

The links to Marine are:

Amazon.com MARINE

Amazon.co.uk MARINE

To Fight for a dream are:

Amazon.com TFFAD

Amazon.co.uk TFFAD

Tanya

Since I've gotten a number of recent inquiries. I figured I'd put up a note.

You know, waaaaaay back when I sometimes gave in to my need to be a girl, I would just assume becoming one was pretty much impossible anyway. I could look with envy at the lives of females, but I could never have one. I would look down that path, and see impassible mountains and large guarded gates between me and my desired destination. But now that I'm finally trying to make it happen, I'm finding it almost easy. Those "mountains" are turning into gentle hills, those "gates" are not only unguarded, but unlocked, and open at a touch.

It is a repeat of the post. I tried to post, got tripple post, and while deleting, deleted it all. I feel blond.

I tried to write an introduction, but got too angry remembering parts of my life (or was that frustrated? It was a whole lot of different emotions). So I just stopped midpost.
Damn.
May be I'll write it next time.

Okay. I know a lot of you are gonna read this blog entry and go: "Jeeze, Cathy! Will you just make up your damn mind and DEAL with life as it is?"

The problem is that I have more questions than answers... about me, my life, where I go from here, and on and on, ad infinitum. Yes I know, this doesn't set me apart from many other people, or even the majority of people, but I do have issues in my life that I keep to myself. These issues cause me to go "quiet," or stealth, or whatever you want to name being uncommunicative for periods of time.

Rami

There were two articles of interest to this community in my local paper, The Ft. Laudrdale Sun-Sentinel, today.

The first, concerns how some Gynecologists are becoming more Transgender friendly is positive. The other about the new television show "Work It" is positive only in the sense that the reviewer pans the show, otherwise ABC should be chastised for showing it. It appears there is a betting line on how quickly it will be cancelled.

The links are below.

Gynecologists opening minds, offices to transgender patients

http://www.usatoday.com/news/offbeat/story/2012-01-02/mother...

This is just too much a feel-good story not to share...

Sorry no Bike tonight, I'm too tired have a tummy upset and need to get to bed - I'm working tomorrow. Hopefully, will do some tomorrow.

Angharad.

Developing slang...

Well, I've developed a few slang words for the final chapter in my Ragnarok Rising trilogy and I've become a bit conflicted on one particular slang word.

First, let me explain. The protagonist for this story is eighteen and I figured that he and his friends would be much more prone to using slang words than other previous characters. So I developed some terms like splurged, thatched, maer, frizz, and Rekk.

A very interesting story about a strange and complex man whose talent for double dealing and perfidy knew no bounds yet who seemed to persecute those who shared his sexual proclivities to avoid attention to his own. A thoroughly wicked person, and not one mention of vacuum cleaners - unless one relates it to Tricky Dicky's comment!

I'm sure this isn't news to our readers in America, I suppose it isn't to me either, except in the amount to which his corruption permeated the US government. As one psychiatrist said, Hoover would have made a first rate Nazi.

There are a lot of clubs in the world. There are dance clubs, and country clubs, athletic clubs and book clubs. And then there is this club. Some famous people are members. Oprah is, for example. Its not exclusive, but it sure can cost to be a member. But once you're in, you belong for life. There isn't a secret handshake, but some members say they can recognize a fellow member without them saying a word.

What is this club?

The sexually abused.

One club nobody ever wants to join, but estimates say 1 in 4 girls and 1 in 6 boys will become members.

That's all I have to say for now, but it's worth saying!

Happy New Year everyone! Just a note to say a new Morpheus story is up on FM. "The Day the World Changed." http://fictionmania.tv/stories/readtextstory.html?storyID=13...

Hugs
Grover

Warning!!!!!!!
Unlike his Legacy stories this one is not Work safe. It has a lot of sex in it!

Just got up and back to my puter. So happy new year everybody. (Yeah, I know it's pretty late but hey! I didn't get in til' eight.)

Love and hugs to everybody!

XZXX.

Bev

Hello!
I just finished the first draft of the first chapter of my first story on this site.
I'm searching for someone to proof read and edit it.
PM me if you are interested.

Happy New Year!

Religious Bra
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Do you need a laugh?? What Religion is Your Bra?

A man walked into the ladies department and shyly walked up to the woman behind the counter and said, 'I'd like to buy a bra for my wife. '

' What type of bra?' asked the clerk.

'Type?' inquires the man, 'There's more than one type?'

'Look around,' said the saleslady, as she showed a sea of bras in every shape, size, colour and material imaginable.

'Actually, even with all of this variety, there are really only four types of bras to choose from.'

I am coming to recognize how I have allowed the events of my past to make me paralyzed in the present. After having my ability to act or think or feel for myself broken, its going to take some doing to learn how to take charge and to no longer be a victim. Its not going to be easy to break this, but break it I must, if I want to be more than a pinball in a pinball machine, as a friend said. I have to learn to trust myself to make decisions, to live with the consequences, and to stop being a deer in the headlights, because we all know how that turns out.

Well, yesterday was a pretty tough day for me. It went well until I got a phone call from my ex asking me where my mother was with Sam. I knew mom was taking her to a show, so I told the ex they probably are running late, maybe picking up some food for supper. Now, I was supposed to go to my ex's and pick her up and take her to her job at the doctor's office at 6, and she phoned twice more before then, getting more angry that my mom hadn't shown up with every call.

Hi there. I was enjoying a story about a hebrew sniper who transitions while still in the military. At one point she is on a protection detail on a boat (big big boat) with some important politico and his daugher. She kills all the bad guys and escapes with the daughter in an inflatable boat.

I was wondering what is the title/author of such a story. I'm curious if its been finished or abandoned.

Dayna.

Did you notice that someone wrote a BCC fan fiction?

Seriously, how cool is that? I mean, it's one thing to hear characters talking in your head, but it's a whole other thing to hear them talking in someone else's head.

That's a heck of a compliment. And in case anyone was wondering, I think its awesome. No one needs my permission to write anything.

Hello again all! Been a while since I've posted anything (4 months, ack!). I never intended to be quiet so long, sorry about that. However, I haven't been idle.

Before you start reading this article, just remember that we are winning this battle that has taken us so long and caused many of us to shed so many tears.

http://thenewcivilrightsmovement.com/will-the-sissy-boy-expe...

Christmas time seems to be the time of year when the truly Lonely people are even more then usually alone.

I know why that is but it doesn’t change the fact.

Most people who have intact families are drawn back to them and they seem to gravitate to heartwarming thoughts and warm fuzzy feelings of love and family, and yes this is a right and proper thing. It is so nice to hear of those really genuine feelings being expressed and shared, I even like it.

She and I were talking on the BC chat site, and she made me a pretty little Lolita dress. Since then, my mental age has been about seven or so - I spent the rest of the night on the chat site looking for my teddy and trying to get people to join me for a tea party. Okay, so it was fun to let my inner girl out like that, but now I worry she wont want to go back in ....

Ah, well.

In the interests of accuracy, historical and otherwise, I mounted an expedition to the uncharted wastes of Hampshire yesterday. Bonz had offered to come as bodyguard until he realised where I was going, when he suddenly discovered he had an urgent appointment at the mouse agents. Whizzo was busy with the washing up, so I had to go alone.

Well, my brother sent me a friend request on face book. Here is hoping he likes what he sees ....

Just returned home after spending christmas in hospital, had a stroke on christmas eve causing me to lose my mobility and speach, turns out I have a tiny hole in my heart, probably there since birth that caused a clot that blocked the vessels leading to my cerebellar for long enough to kill a number of cells that control movement, speach and balance.

My speach and balance are better now but my left arm has problems with fine motor control. I've been told there was evidence of a previous stroke and will need to have the hole in my heart blocked to prevent further risk of stroke.

Thank you all that have read Part Eight of Assassin, the first post. Imagine my surprise when I returned home to the bay area from Los Angeles to find the second and third parts of the story already edited by Holly. She must have worked without sleep over Christmas. Needless to say I will be posting them, number two in a day or two and the third after the reads go down on part two. These are the last parts of the story and it will be complete. Thank you for the kind words you've all written as comments about the story.

Hi people I havent been posting due to personal issues (too many panic/anxiety attacks) hopefully they will finish soon and I can go back to writing.

oh how do you do, young willy mcbride
do you mind if i sit here down by your graveside
and rest for a while in the warm summer sun
i've been walking all day, and im nearly done
and i see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
when you joined the great fallen in 1916
well i hope you died quick
and i hope you died clean
or willy mcbride, was is it slow and obscene

[Chorus]
did they beat the drums slowly
did they play the fife lowly
did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
did the band play the last post and chorus
did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

This is something that I thought I would never see.

http://inamerica.blogs.cnn.com/2011/12/26/after-years-long-l...

I'm launching an effort to get the chat rooms active once more for the new year. If you're interested in chatting, just use the link at the top of the main page and come in to #MainRoom, #GabyZone, or both if you like, and say hello to my chat alter ego, Breanna. I'll be there for certain between 8PM and Midnight EST, now through the end of January, and probably at other times as well. Just be certain to say my name, Breanna, when you come in so I'll get an alert that you're talking to me, and I'll be happy to talk about anything you like.

The Family Girl Blogs (aka "The New Working Girl Blogs") Blog #21: Christmas Aftermath - Tummy Trouble To see all of Bobbie's Family Girl Blogs, click on this link: http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/book/28818/family-girl-blogs

Those that chat with me regularly online know some stuff about me.   Among them is that I ain't too tall, I have chronic insomnia and, aside from chocolate, I don't eat all that much.   It's not anorexia or anything like that, or any other kind of medical condition.   I guess I just don't eat much.   But yesterday was different.

I have a house full of booze, very little of which I've bought myself. The problem is that it takes up space, which I'd like just as space or so I can reuse for other things - like books. I have even more books than bottles, possibly more than a small library.

The wine and lager has been accumulated over the months and years from patients who've wanted to thank me for seeing them, or as a Christmas box and so on. But I drink very little alcohol, I drive most days so won't risk it, compared to masses of tea.

The Family Girl Blogs (aka "The New Working Girl Blogs") Blog #20: Being Preachy Again. To see all of Bobbie's Family Girl Blogs, click on this link: http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/book/28818/family-girl-blogs

Please check this link:

http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/blog/33074/worst-time-year#com...

Afraid I don't have any gifts to give to the folks here, but I just took another big step, though I suppose in a way I'd already done it unofficially anyways by simply not logging on...

Many of you may recall that I've mentioned I used to be a massively addicted MMORPG player. I had what even other players called an "army" of alts.

I haven't played these since June.

I just gave them all away.

The majority of my army was given to the last guild I'd been active in, and the lone remaining bard went to the guild before it.

Posting of Assassin was a Merry Christmas from me, Holly Hart, and Sephrena. After trying to post the story I made nothing but a mess of it. Holly knocked out the edit in one day and Sephrena posted it even though she has issues that are between her and people that are special to her. I want to say thank you to both of them and hope you enjoy this special Christmas gift, Arecee