About My Blog.

Welcome! This is "Catatonic Digressions."
Most readers don't understand my blog's title. It's an old inside joke from a forum long gone. I was going to change it, but since it's been "confusing" for so long, I decided to leave it. Don't worry about what it means, the content of the blog is what matters...or not

Unfortunately, my blog isn't what I set out for it to be. A sick woman in Orleans, MA began stalking me in 2007 on Myspace. Since that time, this woman obsessed over me to the point of having the police come to her home and threaten to confiscate her laptop. She is a racist and anti-Semite.I could no longer blog freely, knowing this nutbag was just going to take the photos I'd post and put them on a child exploitation website.

This site is only up for the information it has that others might need to know about. That information is about "Seal Shepherd" aka Michael McDade, Kat McAboy aka Marilyn McAboy and Veronika Hompo, a self-proclaimed Nazi.

I'm a real person. I'm real and I don't pretend to be someone I'm not. After years of putting up with online abuse by manipulative, pathological liars, attention whores or narcissists, I've had it. Don't bother me with pathetic drama. I have no time for these types of people and their need to absorb others' time and attention.

This blog is no longer used. I've retired it for the most part unless something very important comes up.

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Friday, October 31, 2008

Some Photos of...Me.

One of my friends, Marilyn, was sharing some pictures of me and I noticed they were so
low-res they looked awful, so I wanted to post the photos in a more viewable size so they don't look so odd.

I've seen my pics stolen by people on the net, and then distorted so I look "scary" according to some of these people. 

Marilyn is a kind soul, really shy and honest, but cannot access MySpace, so...here I am. Both the first are before I had my son. In the first one, I'm holding my dear cat Buster, who I was lucky to have in my life for 15 years. As you can see in the picture, he was almost blind by the time the photo was taken. He was a very special family member. I rescued him from the streets, and he became the socializer of the household. Boy, did he snore! 

Here I am with spookie. She's a very shy cat, and
she was not too happy when one by one, I brought home new kitties to the house. She's a little princess, and a little nervous. She now lives with three others, and she'd be really glad if they all just went away one day and never returned. Sorry, spooks, but they are family now. ;)

Now here's one that someone stole without permission, copyright infringement (a shame people can't obey laws), and then said I was a "vampire," but not just a regular vampire, a "psychic vampire!" I got a good LOL out of that. 

The original picture is the first one. As anyone can see, I was driving my car. Actually, I was being pursued by two much younger guys (they were idiots with sideways caps on...I hate that wanna-be look) who wanted to drag race on a very dangerously curvy parkway, and they were not going to just let me drive. They had even made very brief eye contact with me at clog-up near the Meadowbrook. I have a 30th anniversay Camaro, so all young guys think it means "RACE!" (Okay, even old men do this. Let's not be silly.) One was on my left, the other, my right. I was staring straight ahead, watching the highway like any good driver would. Luckily, they both got totally busted after a "logjam" at a construction area. Yes, I did speed for a bit, but not much. Anyway... I'd just gotten out from a Motley Crue concert. Yes, I went this year. I'd not gone out the year my son was born, and I wanted to finally get out this summer. I'd also lost all the weight I'd gained from having a baby, and, I looked practically the same age as when I had him! I had to hit a show. I couldn't pass up seeing Tommy Lee, no matter what the media says about him. He is hot, and I'd not seen him live in many years. Oh, and he's even hot in that PETA ad. :P I was sweaty, it was July, and it was a breezy night on the water of Jones Beach. If this picture means I'm a psychic vampire, I want to know what others could mean!

I'm pretty damn proud of my skin, since I had such bad skin in early high school, and later on went on Accutane. Being made fun of for things you can't help is no fun, as we all know. I also thank my parents for inheriting the "OMG you are NOT how old you claim to be!!!" genes. I've never had any work done.

That image above, with the black border, cropped from the original, is the one that was stolen off my profile and used without permission. It's the "Vampire" photo. :D If you click on it, it's a pretty large image, and you can clearly see, I'm very focused on driving, not on being a psychic vampire, but, if that person wants to believe I'm up to some psychic vampiric activity, then very well! 

When I have some time, I'll put up a few more. The older ones might be fun. :)

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