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Hide bio button is to the upper right of the screen, and the exit button not to far above it (yes I am a windows user, deal with it Mac fans). If you don't like what I have to say or want to get to the goods, use them, don't complain to me about what is written here.

Hey, just wanted to let anyone know that the forums DO exist at fanfiction.net, and that some are pretty interesting. There is a forum in Books/Protector of the Small about the segregation of the Tamora Pierce fandoms. If you want to read, it shouldn't be too hard to find, there are not too many forums in POtS and sign the petition here -- http:///petition/30539.html! Love you guys!

Hi, I am a terrible updater and writer, but I endeavor!

I should probably mention first of all that I didn't always have Ellieandra as a username, I was previously something else (that was so long ago I have kinda forgotten what it was), but is the same numbers, so for all of you who were subscribed previously and are going why on earth did I Author alert this fruit-loop, well, it was because I had 7 or 8 Harry Potter recs. Unfortunately they got deleted by me accidentally. My computer had blown up a few days prior in a power surge, and I tried to put a mass message to each of the stories saying sorry and somehow deleted everything in one fell swoop, so, gone forever. I was so depressed about it that I gave up writing for... 6 years now? wow, long time.

Since then I have been diagnosed with a chronic (and incurable) disease, finished school, joined a profession... as a professional (0.0), discovered both Anime and Manga, :looks furtively around: and Star Trek, I have fallen horribly, irreversibly in love with Martin Freeman and Richard Armitage, and am well on my way to recruiting Scrumptious British Actors to join the lovely reverse harem that exists in my wildest dreams. I also sunk [HAPPILY] back into the folds of organised religion. The way I feel when I am sat in a church is literally like an embrace. The closest thing I can liken it to is sitting with your parent, or loved one on a sofa and slowly inching towards them until you just sink into their side and are filled with warmth. That is what I feel when I think about God. That inviting warmth that stems from love. I think we have established that I believe in God, but if YOU don't that is OK with me, and if you believe in a different version of God, again, A-OK, or a follow a different prophet or messiah, or a four-armed blue god, or a cow, or an elephant, or a book that some guy wrote in the 1930s, again, all Okay with me, just be warned: I don't take lightly to my beliefs being spat back in my face as failings, as I am sure you don't, so I am not going to do that to you, so don't you do that to me.

While we are on the topic, some page rules:

I believe that the profile wall is a place I can be myself, it is the quintessential "home" of the site, and I don't like being told off by other people in my own home. I am happy to spew God re-posts on my profile wall, so if you don't like it, well, sad for you, you don't have to like it or read it if you don't want. I do not make anyone stay and read anything to the end if they don't want to, and if you just want to get to the stories, well, the Hide Bio button is up there in the right hand corner.

If, perchance, you are still reading this, then you may have read my stories, so you will know despite being Christian: I am NOT homophobic. At all. Nor am a hetero-phobic, nope, no sirree!

I am not intolerant of other sexuality, other religions or cultures (I don't put race here because I have recently been informed there is no such thing as race, but for the record I couldn't give a flying monkey's uncle what colour you are, or I am, what food you eat, what games you play, what you believe in or what you don't, who you want to f... [bang] or who makes you queezy even thinking about it. I don't care, we are all human (I hope, or at least humanoid) and as such are no better or worse than each other - until you start thinking that you are in that case you are an effing tosser so grow the eff up) The closest thing I come to discrimination is that I like my bananas yellow, my rice white, my apples red, my tea black and my aliens to be Mr.Spock. Oh, and Mangoes are ridiculously disgusting and should be banned... from my DINNER table, calm down you weird little mango-lovers. Having or not having theological beliefs shouldn't and doesn't automatically make you - or me - intolerant of everything... I shall explain the mangoes in the next...

So... about me...

Je suis femme. (Je ne parle pas francais)

I am Mango-intolerant (taste wise, obviously, but also medically, thus the comment above)

I am border-line dyslexic... I see words backwards and jumbled until I have learnt them over and over.

I prefer dogs to cats personally, even though I own both (except in the "love/sex pistols" universe... then cats are pretty damn fine too... and crocodiles... and bears... and hawks... and bats...and weird little monkey-cat hybrid thingamys...).

...and that is all you are getting.

Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...

He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...

He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...

He had no army, yet kings feared him...

He won no military battles, yet he conquered the World...

He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...

He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today

Feel honoured to serve such a leader who loves us...

If you believe in God and Jesus Christ his Son, then copy and paste this in your profile.

If you ignore him, in the Holy Bible, Jesus says...

" If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven..."

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible, it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

Even when you can't see Him, GOD is there! if you believe in GOD put this in your profile.

96% of teenagers won't stand up for Christ. If you are one of the 4% that will, copy and paste this in your profile.

I had read this a few years ago, and thought it brilliant, but now as I am researching bear pregnancy for Budded, Blossomed, Bloomed (BBB) it has come to mind, so:

In this life I am a woman.

In the next life ... I want to come back as a bear.

When you're a bear you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months.

I could deal with that.

Before you hibernate you get to eat yourself stupid.

I could deal with that too.

When you're a girl bear, you birth your children(who are the size of walnuts) while you are sleeping and wake to partially grown cute cuddly cubs.

I could definately deal with that.

If you're a mama bear everybody knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs.

...If your cubs get out of line... well... you swat them too.

I could deal with that.

If your a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS you will have excess body fat and hairy legs.

Yup...

I'm gonna be a bear!

Hope you enjoyed, I know I did!