0bliterated's JournalSaturday, June 3, 2006Saturday, May 13, 2006Sunday, April 30, 200611:04AMI'm very inspired these days. I've been doing lots of artsy things. I learned how to knit Thursday, but I don't know how to make anything in particular, so I'm just knitting a big white panel. Friday, April 14, 20067:24PM - death and dilemmaI was taking a walk with my mom, grammy, & brother. Jere & I were tossing a ball with these cheap lacrosse sticks. Then I heard a hissing sound comming from near a tree by the side of the road. It was a baby opossum. I picked him up & he clung to me. I immediately saw that he was missing an eye & assumed this is why his mother abandoned him. I just didn't see the maggots. I named him Edward & decided I would raise him. Jere petted him & we were pleased. Then I noticed where an eyeball used to be was writhing & pulsing with god knows how many tiny worms. And they were trying to get into his body through his stomach, too. He was being eaten alive. He was barely alive. As he clung to me, I thought to myself, everything needs a little love before death & I petted him & cooed & coddled. We were near the park, & I decided I would put him in the pond. It would be a quick & painless death. Jere & I sobbed a little on the way to the pond, & I placed him in the water. Jere was crying loudly, moaning, on his knees in the grass, and the opossum started to swim, so I snatched him out. He was fighting, I couldn't do it. I couldn't push him under. I put him on the grass & he was hissing again. He started nibbling on some grass, & I thought to myself that maybe he could survive. Maybe I could put a little lamp oil on him & kill the worms, but his head was full of them. When I put him in the water, the worms went deeper, the area around the hole turned red & bulged out. He was barely alive. He didn't have a mother, he would die anyway. I couldn't leave him there. I did want him to be eaten to death. And I couldn't drown him. So I put him in the lacrosse nets & walked back to the house. I would ask popa to shoot him. Popa shoots lots of critters all the time. It would be quick. It would be over soon. It was a long walk to my house. Popa shot Edward. I didn't look. It took a few minutes for his tail to quit moving. Finally it curled all the way up, & I covered him with leaves & dirt. Saturday, February 18, 20064:03PMThis could possibly be be my last entry. No promises. If anyone wants to be *friends*, email me: cantankerousss@yahoo.com Saturday, October 29, 20059:45PMIf any of you decided not to join my community because when you looked at the profile it had some retarded girl's info on it, I fixed that. 12:14AMI just made a community called It's for sharing messages on bathroom walls, by picture or typing. Or you can post pictures already on the internet. It's brand spankin' new. Help me get it going. Sunday, September 25, 20058:15PMHey Danielle- Sunday, September 18, 2005Thursday, September 1, 2005 |



