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Friday, December 28, 2012
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
baby boy...
Love can come in all kinds of packages... The other day my lovers childhood friend had a little baby boy!
He is precious, and when he was born, he actually looked like he was done cooking! In my opinion most little babies come out all wrinkly looking bearing resemblance to lizards ... they need more time inside their mama's belly... cooking!!! But that's me.
Anyway this poor couple has been trying to get prego for at least 6 years, they have sadly lost 5 children so you can imagine how everyone they knew, family and friends, have been holding their breath until just the other day, when an 8 lb- 11oz- 21 and a 1/2 inch bundle of love came into our world~!
As you can imagine, trying to conceive a child when on command can really take the "romance and fire" out of love-making... but this little guy I'm sure will put the fire back into the family... especially when he hits his terrible twos!
Congrats to the fine couple! And congrats to the brand new little monkey boy, you have good parents!
He is precious, and when he was born, he actually looked like he was done cooking! In my opinion most little babies come out all wrinkly looking bearing resemblance to lizards ... they need more time inside their mama's belly... cooking!!! But that's me.
Anyway this poor couple has been trying to get prego for at least 6 years, they have sadly lost 5 children so you can imagine how everyone they knew, family and friends, have been holding their breath until just the other day, when an 8 lb- 11oz- 21 and a 1/2 inch bundle of love came into our world~!
As you can imagine, trying to conceive a child when on command can really take the "romance and fire" out of love-making... but this little guy I'm sure will put the fire back into the family... especially when he hits his terrible twos!
Congrats to the fine couple! And congrats to the brand new little monkey boy, you have good parents!
Damn,
Life is hard. You try all day long to make it work out the way you think it should work... but at the end of the day you realize that you had no control over it in the first damn place.
After not being in touch with some for the past oh I don't know, 10 years, you make a call, say "HEY REMEMBER ME! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?"
all along wishing like hell that they will not answere the phone, yet hoping they will...
will they, won't they... why do I care? why do I not care? ever ask yourself those weird questions
or do you just get on "blog" and ramble like the rest of us.
You by the way is everyone who reads this posting... could me thousands, could be no one. could only be one whom I know follows me and whom I know gets pissed cuz i ask the hard questions and pick on relentlessly...
guess it just gives me somehting to do.
Im sitting at my kitchen table... "working"... but not really, Im watching out my window the neighbor is raking up their leaves... I can't really figure out why, what the fuck for? My leaves blow all over the yard and into theirs and theirs will blow into mine... why rake them.? why fill up all those green garbage bags and drag them down to the curb for the garbage man to haul them away for you.
You pay like 60 dollars a month for that service... why not let the wind do it for free?
Life is hard. You try all day long to make it work out the way you think it should work... but at the end of the day you realize that you had no control over it in the first damn place.
After not being in touch with some for the past oh I don't know, 10 years, you make a call, say "HEY REMEMBER ME! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?"
all along wishing like hell that they will not answere the phone, yet hoping they will...
will they, won't they... why do I care? why do I not care? ever ask yourself those weird questions
or do you just get on "blog" and ramble like the rest of us.
You by the way is everyone who reads this posting... could me thousands, could be no one. could only be one whom I know follows me and whom I know gets pissed cuz i ask the hard questions and pick on relentlessly...
guess it just gives me somehting to do.
Im sitting at my kitchen table... "working"... but not really, Im watching out my window the neighbor is raking up their leaves... I can't really figure out why, what the fuck for? My leaves blow all over the yard and into theirs and theirs will blow into mine... why rake them.? why fill up all those green garbage bags and drag them down to the curb for the garbage man to haul them away for you.
You pay like 60 dollars a month for that service... why not let the wind do it for free?
Monday, September 10, 2012
HHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
so isupposed your done with this victim... who has survived your fatefull grip...
changed your name back again eh?
changed your name back again eh?
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Laundry... stinks!
Ouch, corrected once again... guess I should mind to my own laundry these days...
however, barking like a dog 24/7 will make the neighbors a tad bit on the owely side wouldn't ya say?
For the love of Pete, why the need to wash your "clothes" in front of God and Country? If narry a word was spoken, bout the shit streaks in your underware, no one would have known... but do to your contant bout' of DIAREAH, ... EVERYONE knows only sum, and now leaves holes for their minds to wander... assumptions to be made when we see the shit streaks but don't know it was really just some chocolate syrup gone crazy before lunch!
SOOOOOO, if you didn't want all the attention, why did you open your big fat mouth?
and... why do you have the constant need to explode in such fits of rage... colored like brights and darks.
what happened anyway? How did it go bad? Hows come no is talkin' bout that instead of playing she said/she said... why wasn't the LOVE we saw projected all accross the Universe in so many fashions, why did it go bad? What was the catalist that sent it into the dirty laundry basket only to be thrown into a hamper labled HAZZARD... MUST USE HAZMAT SUIT TO TAKE OUT AND CLEAN... ?
what happened? Be Nice, just answere the question... stop playing games... stop screaming and blaming and staining the Love that was so evident... just cuz things change... doesn't mean they have to remain ugly stains on the fabric we call life... try again. You might just be surprised with the end result... maybe the stain will be removed and the pain in the ass taken out of the "ass"... and just be is what will be left... sometimes, just be can be very peacefull and relaxing... give it try, see what happens, speak from the heart, not from the pain... tell us where did it really go wrong?
however, barking like a dog 24/7 will make the neighbors a tad bit on the owely side wouldn't ya say?
For the love of Pete, why the need to wash your "clothes" in front of God and Country? If narry a word was spoken, bout the shit streaks in your underware, no one would have known... but do to your contant bout' of DIAREAH, ... EVERYONE knows only sum, and now leaves holes for their minds to wander... assumptions to be made when we see the shit streaks but don't know it was really just some chocolate syrup gone crazy before lunch!
SOOOOOO, if you didn't want all the attention, why did you open your big fat mouth?
and... why do you have the constant need to explode in such fits of rage... colored like brights and darks.
what happened anyway? How did it go bad? Hows come no is talkin' bout that instead of playing she said/she said... why wasn't the LOVE we saw projected all accross the Universe in so many fashions, why did it go bad? What was the catalist that sent it into the dirty laundry basket only to be thrown into a hamper labled HAZZARD... MUST USE HAZMAT SUIT TO TAKE OUT AND CLEAN... ?
what happened? Be Nice, just answere the question... stop playing games... stop screaming and blaming and staining the Love that was so evident... just cuz things change... doesn't mean they have to remain ugly stains on the fabric we call life... try again. You might just be surprised with the end result... maybe the stain will be removed and the pain in the ass taken out of the "ass"... and just be is what will be left... sometimes, just be can be very peacefull and relaxing... give it try, see what happens, speak from the heart, not from the pain... tell us where did it really go wrong?
Monday, June 18, 2012
Ouch, corrected once again... guess I should mind to my own laundry these days...
however, barking like a dog 24/7 will make the neighbors a tad bit on the owely side wouldn't ya say?
For the love of Pete, why the need to wash your "clothes" in front of God and Country? If narry a word was spoken, bout the shit streaks in your underware, no one would have known... but do to your contant bout' of DIAREAH, ... EVERYONE knows only sum, and now leaves holes for their minds to wander... assumptions to be made when we see the shit streaks but don't know it was really just some chocolate syrup gone crazy before lunch!
SOOOOOO, if you didn't want all the attention, why did you open your big fat mouth?
and... why do you have the constant need to explode in such fits of rage... colored like brights and darks.
what happened anyway? How did it go bad? Hows come no is talkin' bout that instead of playing she said/she said... why wasn't the LOVE we saw projected all accross the Universe in so many fashions, why did it go bad? What was the catalist that sent it into the dirty laundry basket only to be thrown into a hamper labled HAZZARD... MUST USE HAZMAT SUIT TO TAKE OUT AND CLEAN... ?
what happened? Be Nice, just answere the question... stop playing games... stop screaming and blaming and staining the Love that was so evident... just cuz things change... doesn't mean they have to remain ugly stains on the fabric we call life... try again. You might just be surprised with the end result... maybe the stain will be removed and the pain in the ass taken out of the "ass"... and just be is what will be left... sometimes, just be can be very peacefull and relaxing... give it try, see what happens, speak from the heart, not from the pain... tell us where did it really go wrong?
however, barking like a dog 24/7 will make the neighbors a tad bit on the owely side wouldn't ya say?
For the love of Pete, why the need to wash your "clothes" in front of God and Country? If narry a word was spoken, bout the shit streaks in your underware, no one would have known... but do to your contant bout' of DIAREAH, ... EVERYONE knows only sum, and now leaves holes for their minds to wander... assumptions to be made when we see the shit streaks but don't know it was really just some chocolate syrup gone crazy before lunch!
SOOOOOO, if you didn't want all the attention, why did you open your big fat mouth?
and... why do you have the constant need to explode in such fits of rage... colored like brights and darks.
what happened anyway? How did it go bad? Hows come no is talkin' bout that instead of playing she said/she said... why wasn't the LOVE we saw projected all accross the Universe in so many fashions, why did it go bad? What was the catalist that sent it into the dirty laundry basket only to be thrown into a hamper labled HAZZARD... MUST USE HAZMAT SUIT TO TAKE OUT AND CLEAN... ?
what happened? Be Nice, just answere the question... stop playing games... stop screaming and blaming and staining the Love that was so evident... just cuz things change... doesn't mean they have to remain ugly stains on the fabric we call life... try again. You might just be surprised with the end result... maybe the stain will be removed and the pain in the ass taken out of the "ass"... and just be is what will be left... sometimes, just be can be very peacefull and relaxing... give it try, see what happens, speak from the heart, not from the pain... tell us where did it really go wrong?
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
"gag order?"
whats the matter? cat got your toung, or is it someone/thing that has a "gag-order" on your big fat silly mouth?
LMFAO
sad thing for sure is it could probably have been very different if you would have just chosen to grow up and grow with your lover, not resent the hell out of her because she became healthy, both physically and mentally. And she also made a decision to grow up herself and not live a life of "shadows and mirrors", "smoke and fire", "drama, drama, drama"
My heart still breaks for you and your loss, it really does, however... due to my own "hard life" and the changes I had to make, I understand what it means when you feel so sorry for yourself that no matter what happens in life, its never your fault... you live to point fingers at everyone else for your pain...
You are in pain, because you choose to hold onto that pain. Let the pain go... you might be surprised just how much of life you have truely missed... how much of your own childrens life you have missed...
"It's time to wake up", smell the coffee, enjoy the sunrise and sunset, go and enjoy life once again... or maybe for the first time in your life!
LMFAO
sad thing for sure is it could probably have been very different if you would have just chosen to grow up and grow with your lover, not resent the hell out of her because she became healthy, both physically and mentally. And she also made a decision to grow up herself and not live a life of "shadows and mirrors", "smoke and fire", "drama, drama, drama"
My heart still breaks for you and your loss, it really does, however... due to my own "hard life" and the changes I had to make, I understand what it means when you feel so sorry for yourself that no matter what happens in life, its never your fault... you live to point fingers at everyone else for your pain...
You are in pain, because you choose to hold onto that pain. Let the pain go... you might be surprised just how much of life you have truely missed... how much of your own childrens life you have missed...
"It's time to wake up", smell the coffee, enjoy the sunrise and sunset, go and enjoy life once again... or maybe for the first time in your life!
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
weirdo~!
you are one weird chick. But then, I suppose we are all weirdo's in our own way...
still, i think you stole the corner market from the rest of us "normal" weirdo's.
xxoo
still, i think you stole the corner market from the rest of us "normal" weirdo's.
xxoo
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
How long does it take a heart to heal ?
Is it a day, a week, a month, maybe a year..?
Hell, I suppose it can last a life time.
tickity tickity tock
the mouse ran up the clock
the clock struck one
and you fell in love...
tickity tickity tock
tickity tickity tock
the mouse ran down the clock
time stood still
when you crushed her will
tickity tickity tock
tickity tickity tock
the mouse stared at the clock
the clock struck two
as she rids herself of you
tickity tickity tock
ever wonder why you lost her?
Your an idiot
thats why.
All you know how to do is bitch, bitch, bitch
life does not owe you anything! And neither does she by the way!!!
Thursday, January 26, 2012
YUP, YOUR A FOOL~!
Hey Fool...
you were never a fool, except when you open your mouth... you know what Im talking about, so stop looking so damn shocked~!
You loved the attention, (still do) and when life stopped being about you or what you could do to "help"... you started to show your real colors... just like a camileon... but this time, she saw you thru your ability to minipulate...
and still, you try to play the game of "innocent one"
yup, you are a fool afterall... but just for different reasons than you think... and its pretty pathetic too.
so let go allready... grow the fuck up, live your life instead of day dreaming of the old one and what happend to make you loose it... guess what YOU NEVER REALLY HAD IT BECAUSE YOU HAD TO MINIPULATE TO GET IT... so stop whinning about what you had and that it was stolen from you, or that she stopped loving you, or that she just used you... thats bull shit and you know it.
let go, move on... the kids need a mommy... not a zombie fool who lost her way in her own minipulative little world~!
and if you can't do that, then give her the kids and stop screaming.
yeah, you, you know what im saying is true... so now its time to move ahead and get on with your life...
oh and a little bit of advice,... don't minipulate for love again... or your likely going to get burned all over again... and that would really suck don't cha think?
you were never a fool, except when you open your mouth... you know what Im talking about, so stop looking so damn shocked~!
You loved the attention, (still do) and when life stopped being about you or what you could do to "help"... you started to show your real colors... just like a camileon... but this time, she saw you thru your ability to minipulate...
and still, you try to play the game of "innocent one"
yup, you are a fool afterall... but just for different reasons than you think... and its pretty pathetic too.
so let go allready... grow the fuck up, live your life instead of day dreaming of the old one and what happend to make you loose it... guess what YOU NEVER REALLY HAD IT BECAUSE YOU HAD TO MINIPULATE TO GET IT... so stop whinning about what you had and that it was stolen from you, or that she stopped loving you, or that she just used you... thats bull shit and you know it.
let go, move on... the kids need a mommy... not a zombie fool who lost her way in her own minipulative little world~!
and if you can't do that, then give her the kids and stop screaming.
yeah, you, you know what im saying is true... so now its time to move ahead and get on with your life...
oh and a little bit of advice,... don't minipulate for love again... or your likely going to get burned all over again... and that would really suck don't cha think?
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