[guide.chat] about me
- From: "Vanessa" <qwerty1234567a@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: "GuideChat" <guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Thu, 16 Jun 2011 03:53:49 +0100
Getting it off my chest.
I am only a good searcher of the Internet, the only thing I can do
exceptionally well, I know I am the very very best, you ask I will find it for
you.
I have been a searcher since having the first Amiga, we used a B B S Board,
then came the P C.
I know the Internet inside out.
I used to have A plus in maths I lost it all, I am trying to learn counting, I
can count to ten.
I lost my alphabet, but I know all in order the keyboard q w e r t y u i o p a
s d f g h j k l z x c v b n m.
I forget things and get distracted easily, I know this because I am on a water
meter and I was washing up as I do at 9 o'clock in the morning, the phone went
as I was running the water, do you know it was 12 o'clock ish when I went to
the sink and found it was still running, scared of when I get my water bill.
I used to be fit and healthy, I loved to dance, do aerobics and the step.
I used to help my friends decorate their home, I could wall paper, brick lay,
wood work like making chests of drawers with dovetail joints, I would spend
many an evening sand papering.
I lost dates and ages and days, last date I remember is 1999 computer failure,
I do not know how old I am, but I know my date of birth, I know my childrens
date of birth but I do not know how old they are, last time I know my children
was they were going to school, somehow when they see me they are not my
children I know going to school and they bring children that I do not know that
are my grand children, when they come to see me I love them to bits, when they
go I question when did this all happen, so I talk to Malcolm and tell him of
the nice day I have had or bad day, poor Malcolm he knows I can sure talk,
their is nothing wrong with my talking, Malcolm knows the good, bad and ugly of
me, I am glad I found Malcolm, he cheers me up when I am sad and says shush
shush to stop me talking.
I know something went wrong, I ask the doctors what is it, they keep telling me
to take the pain killers, it's your age, they have to protect their jobs in
case it is wrongful diagnosis, I sometimes wonder if they think it is a joke,
but it is not as I want to take my grandchildren out to the seaside, splash in
puddles with them, take them on the train, my list is endless and hopeless.
Each day something else is going wrong, I have to phone tomorrow with another
test result, what else can go wrong, they haven't sorted out my neck yet which
pulls, stretches hurtfully, sort one thing at a time the doctors say, why don't
they sort it out overall because I know I was extremely fit, thin and very
healthy before as I still have my ballet shoes as a reminder and my tapes
etcetera, my left side does not work and my left foot is shrinking.
Taking forever for these test results, your all tucked up asleep in bed as I
gabble away on this email.
Anyway all I can do is be a searcher for you, to which I am over the moon to do
for you, so ask me, as everything is on the internet including how to make a
nuclear bomb, the government has been blocking chart music and films so that
the people / industries make their money, but why don't they block bombs and
chemical making etcetera from the internet too.
So what do you want off the internet?
Vanessa the Google girl.
Skype name = RainbowStar123
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