The main one is people taking my coffee. Outside of that guys who have that hero complex sort of thing where they think just because someone is female they can't take care of things themselves. Running out of alcohol when I'm making drunken frosting. Scratched misic/movie discs. Snow getting tracked into the house.
Granted, but you're never allowed to see the result.
I wish that I were home so I could go do the date-like dinner outing that was in the process of being planned.
A man calls home to his wife and says, "Honey I have been asked to go fishing at a big lake up in Canada with my boss and several of his friends. We'll be gone for a week. This is a good opportunity for me to get that promotion I've been wanting, so would you please pack me enough clothes for a week and set out my rod and tackle box. We're leaving from the office and I will swing by the house to pick my things up. Oh! And please pack my new blue silk pajamas."
The wife thinks this sounds a little fishy but being a good wife she does exactly what her husband asked. The following weekend he comes home a little tired but otherwise looking good.
The wife welcomes him home and asks if he caught many fish. He says, "Yes! Lots of Walleye, some Blue gill, and a few Pike. But why didn't you pack my new blue silk pajamas like I asked you to do?"
The wife replies; "I did, they were in your tackle box."
I have a picture of my foot wearing one of my toe socks. I'm not really up for posting myself because I've had issues before with it on other sites. It's the reason I had deleted my facebook actually.
I'm rather cranky when I wake up, and I've slept four hours at most by then. Not the best of times to call me. I'd probably answer tell him to go blow himself and hang up.
Looks like something for the step dad. He takes longer in stops than New York traffic.
Of course the wife won. Chickies are psychic, obviously. We know everything.
The Death Cab For Cutie album Plans on repeat.
Rattling inside my brain
All the thoughts getting loose
Shiver, shudder, causing pain
The war raging without truce
Fight and flash and fall
Rip open our defense
Burning, breaking, destroying all
Moving on, leading suspense
Bleeding out concern
The soldiers running free
Letting go is what we yearn
Though not what we foresee
Listen to your heart's call
Hear what it demands
They're not meek or small
Think and the brain understands
Just give in a little bit
Enough to feel complete
Need to live without the split
Living happily without defeat
ACTUAL AUSTRALIAN COURT DOCKET 12659 ---
A lady about 8 months pregnant got on a bus.
She noticed the man opposite her was smiling at her.
She immediately moved to another seat.
This time the smile turned into a grin, so she moved again.
The man seemed more amused.
When, on the fourth move, the man burst out laughing,
she complained to the driver and he had the man arrested.
The case came up in court.
The judge asked the man (about 20 years old)
what he had to say for himself.
The man replied,
'Well your Honor, it was like this:
when the lady got on the bus,
I couldn't help but notice her condition.
She sat down under a sign that said,
'The Double Mint Twins are coming' and I grinned.
Then she moved and sat under a sign that said,
'Logan's Liniment will reduce the swelling,' and I had to smile.
Then she placed herself under a deodorant sign that said,
'William's Big Stick Did the Trick,' and I could hardly contain myself.
But, Your Honor, when she moved the fourth time
and sat under a sign that said,
'Goodyear Rubber could have prevented this Accident!'
... I just lost it.'
' CASE DISMISSED '
Now keep that smile on your face
Granted, but she's sitting next to you while you're in a coma.
I wish I could go someplace where no one could find me so I can try to feel ok again.
I am naked because there's a lake conveniently across the street.
I'm naked because I'm testing out the new thing of body paint I got. ... Care to join?
I'm naked because I'm skinny dipping with the other chickies on the camping trip with me. X3
Hello Lovelies.
I'm sure this hardly makes a difference in the whole world, but it does in mine.
So, I'm your average, everyday, sane, psycho, super-goddess, or at least that's how the lyrics go. I'm fighting myself again. So far from a surprise it's truly ridiculous. Anyway, I'm fighting myself on my own feelings. The desires to avoid that are glaring at me, seducing me to give in. Some are a bit less problematic than others if I do. Like evicting people from my life. That would probably be a good thing, of course that comes with drama. There is fighting myself on self destruction. That's a bit more problematic for those I care about. (Half of them know I really couldn't care less about myself.) There is fighting myself over the things my family wants for me. Well, what they want isn't what I want. If it were life would be significantly easier. I want to write and take photography. They want me to have some ensured job in whatever. Then finally there is fighting myself because a specific group of friends. Oh the shit that happens there. I love them to pieces, but my head can only take so much at once.
If I didn't write then the pyro lighting fires under my skin would have burned me to the ground long ago. The water baby hiding inside would have drowned me. The earth in my head would have buried me deep inside. And the air would blow away anything left that was missed.
I did say I was rambling. And this is what happens when I can't sleep. Lovely little rants that make no sense to even a handful of the people who read them without at least a tid bit of an explanation. Not that I really care. The rants are more intended for me and the very few who do understand.
Given that this is already longer than I intended, I should probably stop. Not that any of this really matters anyway. If you got this far I'm impressed.
Oh, on the chance you haven't figured it out, I adore writing poetry. What better way to clear my head without ripping myself open? At least It keeps the pyro inside from taking over and beating on my outside. I still have marks from when it used to get out.
Erm... Yeah, babbling. Whatever. If you're still reading then you'll deal.
Vaguely dehydrated and feeling a bit sick, but I've had worse. At least it isn't another thing of sun poisoning. That sucked way more than anything had in recent memory.
Well, I've sufficiently exhausted my brain. Not that it really seems it given some of my word choice, but you can get over it.
If you actually do read the entire post, message me to let me know. I'd like to congratulate you.
Reading and understanding apparently didn't match up for that particular person. Of course before I read it entirely, my mind was going to be making it out as something far worse.
I live in your world, though exist in my mind
My mind is a world all its own
A place of feelings and logic colliding
What happens when one overpowers the other?
Too much logic, too strong a feeling.
An imbalance in myself
Logic too strong brings a trick
Fact where blood runs cold
Lacking in any form of personality
A feeling too strong brings a threat
One of total invasion
That you can't regain yourself
Lay on the ground in the wind and rain
With a fire inside threatening to consume
Burning from the inside, out
Laying in a wreck of flesh
Unimportant to its bearer
Just a container for all that's inside
Open up the container
Let it all spill out, the emotion and logic
Leave nothing left, except my peace
That was horrible in the absolute best way. X3
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out!"
That particular one will always apply. Even when they hit the little old lady stage of life, you don't push it.
It's scary. They go outside for destruction too. With swords, pickaxes, knives, and I forget what else. Oi, the things they call themselves in role playing... Though I must admit my friendship to one of them.
That was far too kick ass for me to properly express in words.
I don't know. It was more a compulsion than anything.
I did, around five this morning actually. After sleeping about two hours and waking up feeling horrible.
Just another tear at my heart
A hole to mend
To everyone around I seem fine
I only pretend
Whether you see this or not
It's only for you
When it's what you require
My sorrows stay true
Forgive my living nightmare
A burden that holds
If it hurts, don't watch this
As my story unfolds
Untie the strings on my heart
They keep me together
Opening up all the pain in me
Blood shall be my weather
Stay away at this dark hour
I can't bear good-bye
Keep happily away now
While I feel I may die
With my last breath I see you
My perfect tragedy
I hear your heartbroken cry
I know you fell for me
So, that's always a great way to learn information like that. ~practically oozing sarcasm~
I've always been rather amused by this joke. I think it's the karma factor that gets me.
Oh dear. That is a bit concerning.
I think that it would have been smarter that they enjoy a snack then she could continue.
