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    June 27

    Wow...

    "Nothing Fails"

    I'm in love with you, you silly thing
    Anyone can see
    What is it with you, you silly thing
    Just take it from me

    It was not a chance meeting
    Feel my heart beating
    You're the one

    You could take all this, take it away
    I'd still have it all
    'Cause I've climbed the tree of life
    And that is why, no longer scared if I fall

    When I get lost in space
    I can return to this place
    'Cause, you're the one

    Nothing fails
    No more fears
    Nothing fails
    You washed away my tears
    Nothing fails
    No more fears
    Nothing fails
    Nothing fails

    I'm not religious
    But I feel so moved
    Makes me want to pray
    Pray you'll always be here

    I'm not religious
    But I feel such love
    Makes me want to pray

    When I get lost in space
    I can return to this place
    'Cause you're the one

    I'm not religious
    But I feel so moved
    I'm not religious
    Makes me wanna pray
    I'm not religious
    But I feel so moved
    I'm not religious
    Makes me want to pray

    Nothing fails
    No more fears
    Nothing fails
    You washed away my tears
    Nothing fails
    No more fears
    Nothing fails
    June 24

    FYI...

    For anyone who wishes to know...
     
    Call my cell if you need me.  I'll probably be hard to get in touch with.  It goes like this...My mother's husband has passed away.  I don't know exactly what this will mean for me, but it's a definite blow none the less.  I'll likely have to go to Hailfax for the funeral and such.  That and then there is the fact that I don't want my mother to be alone right now.
     
    So if you are reading this you likely know my cell if you have to talk to me for anything.  Hopefully, life will be back to normal soon.
     
    - Jenn
    June 23

    A Macabre Love Story


    Some people who work in the medical and funeral industries get so used to death and bodies that becoming attracted to one takes fewer cognitive leaps. To conclude our examination of this unusual paraphilia, we'll look at a story that shows just how persistent sexual attraction can be.

    It happened in 1931 in Key West, Florida. Radiologist Carl von Cosel, 56, became obsessed with one of the tuberculosis patients at the sanitarium where he worked. Her name was Maria Elena de Hoyos and she was a beautiful, 22-year-old woman. Von Cosel hoped to marry her, but before she could respond to his attentions, she weakened and died. He begged the family not to bury her. Fearing contamination of her body from groundwater, he built a mausoleum for her in the nearby cemetery and preserved her in formaldehyde. There in secret he would sit and have "conversations" with her. He even left a phone in the mausoleum so he could speak to her while away. This man was clearly obsessed. One day he just decided to illegally remove her corpse and take her to his home.

    To keep her in good shape, von Cosel brought in a regular supply of preservatives and perfumes, but Maria Elena's corpse eventually began to deteriorate. Using piano wire to string her bones together, von Cosel replaced her rotted eyes with glass eyes and her decomposed skin with a mixture of wax and silk. As her hair fell out, he used it to make a wig to put on her head. Stuffing her corpse with rags to keep her from collapsing and dressing her in a bridal gown, he kept her by his side in bed. Dr. Michael Baden pointed out on HBO's Autopsy that the man even inserted a tube into her decrepit corpse to serve as a vagina for making love. He also played a small organ to her as she "slept."

    He got away with this for seven years until de Hoyos' sister accidentally came upon her in von Cosel's home. Horrified, she called the police.

    Von Cosel was arrested, but the statute of limitations had run out on his crime of grave robbing, so he was set free. Maria Elena was buried in a secret unmarked area and von Cosel moved to central Florida, where he sold postcards of his beloved. Even when she was taken from him, he couldn't forget her. When he eventually died in 1952, he was found in a room with a large doll in his arms that was wearing Elena's death mask.

     

    (courtesy of crimelibrary.com)

    June 09

    The 411

    I just wanted to take a moment to give everyone and update.  Life is looking up.  Working again...YAY!  I'm currently working as a reservations agent for united airlines.  Holy Jebus!  Summa da effin' foolish calls I get...lol.  Oh well, what can ya do, eh?  For the most part my calls are good.  It's always the bad ones that stick with ya and stand out in my mind though.
     
    Apart from that, I dunno what to say.  Bought some new clothes...got my hair cut...changed the colour of it too.  Trying to get back to my natural colour...slowly...while having fun and being experimental with it.
     
    Anyhow, I must go.  Call my cell or e-mail at any time!
     
    Much love to everyone!
    June 05

    Meh...

    Have you ever found that sometimes things just will not go your way?  I have been noticing that more and more lately...heh...