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AVMidian
The best word to describe me is: Compassionate Interests: I love reading, writing, swimming, anything outside from sports with the guys to climbing a tree just for the view.I love the paranormal, mystical, mythical, unexplained, and fascinating. I have a passion for writing so I try and do it as often as possible. Reason for joining: My main reason for joining the "Mythical Creatures and Beasts" wiki is simple, I enjoy everything about mythology and the unexplained. I've had a few encounters of my own and have even gotten enough evidence to back my encounters up, all things which solidify my belief in them. Some people may think me crazy but that's their opinion, I'm not really asking their acceptance. Music: AC/DC, Metallica, Motley Crue, Blink 182, Sum 41, Green Day(the old stuff), Smashing Pumpkins, Nirvana, Chevelle, Nine Inch Nails, Slipknot, Korn, Finger Eleven, Incubus, Clutch, New Found Glory, Rise Against, System of a Down, Lamb of God, CKY, Rammstein, Sugarcult, Story of the Year, Dark New Day, Disturbed, Incubus, Shinedown, Seether, Staind, Mudvayne, Nirvana, The Offspring, Ozzy, H.I.M, Black Sabbath, Hinder, P.O.D, Bullet for My Valentine, Box Car Racer, Angels and Airwaves, Led Zeppelin, Iron Maiden, Godsmack, Blue Oyster Cult, +44, Atreyu, Breaking Benjamin, Creed, Daughtry, Dropout Year, Ariosa, Foo Fighters, Linkin Park, Nirvana, Dream Theater, Soilwork, Lost Prophets, Madina Lake, Pink Floyd, Puddle of Mudd, Ra, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Saliva, Saravain, Soil, Three Days Grace, Trapt, Van Halen, Yellowcard ........ and anything that is Punk, Alternative , Grunge, Rock or Metal. I hate Rap and R&B Movies: I've seen a ton of movies and I can't even begin to narrow down the ones I absolutely love so, moving on. If I could live anywhere it would be: Somewhere quiet and far away from cities or people. Perhaps in the country or in the mountains, somewhere along those lines where it is serene, cool, dark, and there is always something to go do. Books/Writing: I love to write and read, and so I do so constantly. I am mainly working on three novels. 1. Elementals: The Journey of Truth- started out as a fifty page novella and has morphed into an over 150 page uncompleted novel, as of right now. 2. Changing Winds: I'm just getting into the thick of this one and I'm really excited as to how it is turning out. 3. The Night Messengers: I'm only on chapter two of this one because I have been spending so much time on the other two novels. :-( I believe I need to get back to my neglected novel. What else you should know about me: I am a German, Irish, and Native American red head with a wicked temper. And, I have a wonderful boyfriend of three years Zach. *12/10/05* A few things that I found funny: WHEN I SAY I'M BROKE...I'M BROKE!!! Yesterday I answered a knock on the door, only to be confronted by a well-dressed young man carrying a vacuum cleaner. "Good morning," said the young man. "If I could take a couple of minutes of your time, I would like to demonstrate the very latest in high-powered vacuum cleaners." "Go away!" I said. "I haven't got any money!, I'm broke!" and proceeded to close the door. Quick as a flash, the young man wedged his foot in the door and pushed wide open.. "Don't be too hasty!" he said. "Not until you have at least seen my demonstration." And with that, he emptied a bucket of horse manure onto my hallway carpet. "If this vacuum cleaner does not remove all traces of this horse manure from your carpet, Sir, I will personally eat the remainder." I stepped back and said,"Well I hope you've got a f*cking good appetite, because they cut off my electricity this morning. What part of 'broke' do you not understand?" The Obedient Wife There was a man who had worked all his life, had saved all of his money, and was a real 'miser' when it came to his money. Just before he died, he said to his wife...'When I die, I want you to take all my money and put it in the casket with me. I want to take my money to the afterlife with me.' And so he got his wife to promise him, with all of her heart, that when he died, she would put all of the money into the casket with him. Well, he died. He was stretched out in the casket, his wife was sitting there - dressed in black, and her friend was sitting next to her. When they finished the ceremony, and just before the undertakers got ready to close the casket, the wife said, 'Wait just a moment!' She had a small metal box with her; she came over with the box and put it in the casket. Then the undertakers locked the casket down and they rolled it away. So her friend said, "Girl, I know you were not fool enough to put all that money in there with your husband." The loyal wife replied, "Listen, I'm a Christian; I cannot go back on my word. I promised him that I was going to put that money into the casket with him." "You mean to tell me you put that money in the casket with him!?!?!?" “I surely did," said the wife. "I got it all together, put it into my account, and wrote him a check.... If he can cash it, he can spend it." Pillsbury Doughboy Story It is with the saddest heart that we must pass on the following news. Please join us in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Buttersworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very "smart" cookie, wasting his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, as a crusty old man, he was still considered a roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play Dough; two children, John Dough and Jane Dough; plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly Dad, Pop Tart. The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes. Married Tragedy A married couple was in a terrible accident where the man's face was severely burned. The doctor told thehusband that they couldn't graft any skin from his bodybecause he was too skinny. So the wife offered to donatesome of her own skin.However, the only skin on her bodythat the doctor felt was suitable would have to comefrom her buttocks. The husband and wife agreed that theywould tell no one about where the skin came from, and theyrequested that the doctor also honor their secret. Afterall, this was a very delicate matter. After the surgery was completed, everyone was astounded at the man's new face. He looked more handsome than he ever had before! Allof hisfriends and relatives just went on and on about his youthfulbeauty! One day, he was alone with his wife, and he wasovercome with emotion at her sacrifice. He said, “Dear, I just want to thank you for everything you did for me.How can I possibly repay you?” "My darling,” she replied, “I get all the thanks I need every time I see your motherkiss you on the cheek.”   
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