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o_o;;; ...just got an e-mail from boomspeed. And at first it just seemed innocently intriguing, they're offering a good deal on *100 megs* of space, right? So I'm like, ok, that's cool...but...I kept reading? ..and, uh, looks like it *might* be that the free accounts (like, uh, mine) are only supposed to be used for image-hosting for, like, auctioning things. ...but I plead ignorance, cos I never picked that up in there anywhere before! ...so I'm just hoping that, due to the undoubtedly low traffic this site gets, *whispering* they won't notice me. so I'm just gonna lay a bit low, image-wise, for a bit, I think. ~_^

Meanwhile, *YAY* for Amnesty Int'l! ^_^ ...kinda mad at myself, I'd been largely ignoring them lately, cos the e-mails were getting sent to my old, rarely-used e-mail address. But now I've updated it, so the e-mail are coming to an account I *do* check, pretty much every day. Ahh, good stuff.
Stop Conflict Diamond Atrocities.
(If you're not familiar with AI, they're trustworthy, believe me - I did a report on them a few years ago for school. Plus, Bono and Sting and tons of other people back them up. So it's all good. ^_^ They're a human rights organisation, and they'll give you information on all these terrible things going by unnoticed in our world...and provide you with suggestions and addresses. On many cases, like this one, they'll give you an e-mail already written, they just ask that you personalise it somewhat, so type a bit, click, send, voila! In about two minutes or less, literally, you've helped change the world for the better. ^_^)
Urge Mexican Government to Investigate Disappearance

...*heh*. And within about a minute, I got an auto-response e-mail from Ms. Senator Hillary Clinton...tries to sound all nicey-nice and personalised...*blah*. ...makes y'wanna puke some days, doesn't it? *wry grin*

Heather's grad party's tomorrow, that should be fun...hehe, wondering just how badly she's gonna kill me for her gift...^~_~^ ...great fun...oh, shoot, that reminds me, I've gotta find a pic to print out as reference...haven't *quite* finished yet, tho the majority of it's done.
And still gotta figure out how to draw a recognisably hot Italian guy (preferably a polizia) for Vicki, her grad party's on Sunday...ahhh...*remembering*...Italy was *great*, it really was...*gorgeous* weather, we were there for ten days, and it rained for like, fifteen minutes, I think. Very hot, but low humidity. Riding on our busses all morning, dozing off until awoken by Paula, our tour guide, suddenly getting loud as she endlessly talked over the speakers...looking out the windows at whole fields of sunflowers, and bits of probably anceint ruins in cattle pastures...watching the endless numbers of hot guys with Vicki (she's the one who taught me how to guy-watch ~_^), there was that blond guy in the one city..everyone else'd gone to get food or summat, I was sitting I think by myself (or maybe with James) on a street corner, behind some barricaded construction-work, under an awning in front of the restaurant..and I looked over to the other side of the sidewalk, a little ways down, there was this *incredibly* good looking guy...blond...and he was looking at *me*...and we just sat there and looked at each other for awhile...Vicki came back, pointed out to me that the cute guy was looking at me...said yeah, I knew...~_^ ..and we never even said a word, I haven't any idea if we even spoke the same language.....there was Venice, the gondola ride in the afternoon...God, was it *gorgeous*...not in the incredibly pristine way the stereotype has it, but...the buildings were all..is it stucco, maybe? ..just this flat red-orange, smooth walls, except in the places where they were crumbling from age...but I just *loved* the *look* of those buildings...our gondolier was really cute, we watched and listened as he called out to his fellow gondolieres, chatting and laughing...the sun reflecting off the water...passing through shadowed channels between the tall buildings, peering up at the blue sky against the straight, smooth lines of the houses.....
..basta, I'm sorry, now I've got you all jealous...~_^ .....(basta's another thing I picked up there, actually - Italian for "enough"...actually, it was in "The Echo Song", which we sang on that trip, tho we sang only the Italian, not the english, can't remember the Italian title, tho...)

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