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We need to find somewhere to rehome Pedro.

While he’s awesome with all humans, including children, he is nothing but a giant bully towards Coffee.

It’s not fair on either of them to be in such a stressful situation, and this has been an incredibly hard decision to make.

I have placed an ad on Trade Me with all the details for those interested.

Please spread the word and hopefully someone will be able to adopt Pedro, giving him the happy life he deserves.

Change is Good Right?

Once again I’ve given the ol’ blog a makeover. After all, a change is as good as a holiday, and Jetstar took away my Auckland holiday *pout*

J and I were supposed to travel up to Auckland on 30 June 2011, coming back to Christchurch the following Tuesday. But no, Jetstar had to get all ultra cautious about flying due to an ash cloud caused by the eruption of a volcano in Chile. We all know though that they really cancelled flights because it’s more economical for them not to fly, rather than fly at a lower altitude (allegedly).

We ended up having to spend $64 (the cancellation fee for the motel) for a holiday that never happened. We were going to meet all these awesome people that we had gotten to know and love through Twitter, including Amie and Dee. There was going to be a play party and everything! But now we have to wait until the next uni holidays in September. All I wanted was a couple of days break, some time away from Christchurch and the seemingly never-ending aftershocks (that’s the second time I’ve used that phrase in two posts…), meet some new people, have some fun nights out. That’s not too much to ask is it?

What seemed to annoy J the most about the whole situation was that they had earlier cancelled the morning flights only, taking three more hours to decide that they would actually cancel the flights for the whole day. It was going to be our very first holiday away together as a couple (because going down south to visit his parents does not count).

And then I get this automated email from Jetstar:
I wasn’t impressed. Such is the joy of the automated email process. All the system knew was that I had been booked to go on a flight the previous day, it either didn’t care, or was unaware that that flight never took place.

I’m pretty sure that this anti-holiday contributed to my struggles earlier this week. J has said that we will try to get a weekend away somewhere soon, we just have to wait for the cost of our cancelled flights to be refunded from Jetstar first. Unless, of course, any of you out there would like to donate to our cause?

Speaking of donating to causes, anyone out there have a spare laptop floating around with a decent processor? This HP Mini Notebook that I’m using at the moment is going to make my head explode with frustration I’m sure!!

Everything’s Crazy

You may have noticed that things have been a bit quiet around here as of late.

Things have been getting a bit overwhelming at uni (which may have results in a period of rage and a panic attack yesterday, which J was able to help me through thankfully), which has been made extra intense this semester because of the earthquake back in February. I’m really just not feeling much love for this blog at the moment. My focus is really elsewhere, which just results in a giant writer’s block.

So I’m going to take a break. There may be the odd post when I suddenly get inspired, but that will be it until this semester is over and done with, and things return to some level of normalcy in a couple of weeks.

Feel free to email me or hit me up on Twitter. The details can be found on the What’s This All About page. You could also take a look at the blog roll for other awesome blogs to check out, and of course, there’s the archives which can be found just to your right >>>>>>>>>>>>

I will still be checking both my email and Twitter at least daily, and I will be notified if you make any comments on any posts (which I would really appreciate by the way).

Much love to you all
xx Fae

Behind The ‘Why’

I have decided give a brief outline of the personal bullshit that caused the creation of yesterday’s post, and, it would seem, the subsequent trolling both here and on my formspring account. I need to do this to finally get the whole off my chest once and for all.

J and I went to a party on Sunday night. There was this girl we meet at said party. I had talked to her only a couple of times online before, this was the first “in real life” meeting.

J and her made out a bit and he asked her to come back to our place. She said no because she was too drunk. J may have been a tad pushy (verbally) and asked her a couple more times, but this didn’t stop her from making out with him more and then giving him her number as we were leaving.

The late on Monday night, her new “BFF” told us to stay away from her, apparently at her request. He accused both of us of not taking no for an answer and of taking someone’s lighter. Which we didn’t. I don’t even like zippo lighters, the smell makes me feel sick, in much the same way rollies do.

We haven’t heard from her.

This whole thing really threw me for a loop, and was really out of the blue. Sexual assault (which I feel is what he was getting at) is a very serious accusation, and there’s no way that was what happened.

Because this girl’s BFF has been a member of the group involved with the party a hell of a lot longer than we have, I feel we wouldn’t be welcome to any future events, which he (if not her) would most likely be in attendance.

J says he doesn’t care and just wants to move on from the whole thing. Try as I might, I can’t help but care. It’s part of who I am. I find it difficult to find other people who think about things the same way I do, and I’m pissed off that that has been taken away from me.

Christchurch and the fetish community are just way to small for this kind of bullshit. Ugh! Why do people have to suck so much!!

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EDIT: Some people would probably say that I’m being a bit of a drama queen for giving a damn about this whole thing. But I just can’t let things go without processing them, and this is how I process.

Bottling things down just fuck you up, and there’s no other way of putting that.

This is my outlet, don’t like it, don’t read this blog. Simple as that. Criticism that isn’t constructive is not helpful, and just makes you look like a douch