Ah, I must learn to heed my own warning.
Dear Jackass: Keep your mouth shut.
It is inevitable. My emotions always best me. After repeated abuse, one would devise an alternate route. Not his one. This dumb dumb repeats and re-repeats the same patterns. No matter the end result, the beginning always proves to be my demise.
Whilst thou forsake me? Never ending.
Sincerely
Your dearly departed.
August 28, 2011
June 15, 2011
Dear Jackass
Always follow your gut.
If it is all too lovely then it will end in devastation. Nothing comes easy. The truth is always in your gut.
Follow what you feel not what you think.
To be ignorant is to be blind.
All is revealed.
Thank you disillusionment.
If it is all too lovely then it will end in devastation. Nothing comes easy. The truth is always in your gut.
Follow what you feel not what you think.
To be ignorant is to be blind.
All is revealed.
Thank you disillusionment.
May 22, 2011
Saboteur
In trying to socialize, I joined one of those we-will-find-you-nerds-to-date websites.
Most of the men on there are winners (sarcasm). However, I have met a couple of interesting people.
By doing so, I met a gentleman that seemed like just what the doctor ordered. He likes coffee, eating, culture, creative outlets, outdoors, indoors, the full gamut. To say the least, he struck my fancy just fine.
In the throws of emotion, I let on that I might fancy him. MISTAKE! You would think by now, at 32, I would know that you never tell him you like him. It should remain a mystery and a secret.
Positively, as soon as our sorted affair began, it also ended.
I have the uncanny ability to insult people without knowing it and also chase them off when I desire them most. Men who like me, I can not stand. Men who I like, can't stand me.
I need no enemies when I have myself.
I feel sick.
Most of the men on there are winners (sarcasm). However, I have met a couple of interesting people.
By doing so, I met a gentleman that seemed like just what the doctor ordered. He likes coffee, eating, culture, creative outlets, outdoors, indoors, the full gamut. To say the least, he struck my fancy just fine.
In the throws of emotion, I let on that I might fancy him. MISTAKE! You would think by now, at 32, I would know that you never tell him you like him. It should remain a mystery and a secret.
Positively, as soon as our sorted affair began, it also ended.
I have the uncanny ability to insult people without knowing it and also chase them off when I desire them most. Men who like me, I can not stand. Men who I like, can't stand me.
I need no enemies when I have myself.
I feel sick.
May 2, 2011
Incapable of being avoided or evaded
The inevitable always comes. You can not avoid it; it is incapable to evade.
Being close to one parent and losing the other makes you choose actions that could possibly end in detriment of one's social prospects. I decided that I wanted to live with my mother at 32 years of age. I lost my father to cancer recently but my mother and I are quite close.
Being that my mother is quite religious but I am not, puts certain restraints upon my possible sex life.
Before my mother had even arrived to the state, I connected with an acquaintance and we had one lovely night together. I was given certain queues so I pursued a less exotic venue and he accepted. The next day he recanted and sent this text; "I've been thinking a little more about you today and although I think you're great and I'm sure she is a nice lady, living with your mom is sort of a deal breaker for me. I hope you are not upset with me and we can still be friends..."
UGH! C-blocked by mom even though she was over 400 miles away!
I knew that it would happen eventually, as the inevitable usually does, but before cohabitation? Brutal.
Needless to say, I was quite upset having being given the prospect of regular sex. This individual is quite the desirable mate in my eyes and to be rebuked at such an early stage in our venture was quite a hard pill to swallow.
It always comes, sometimes sooner than later. Disillusionment is never delightful.
Being close to one parent and losing the other makes you choose actions that could possibly end in detriment of one's social prospects. I decided that I wanted to live with my mother at 32 years of age. I lost my father to cancer recently but my mother and I are quite close.
Being that my mother is quite religious but I am not, puts certain restraints upon my possible sex life.
Before my mother had even arrived to the state, I connected with an acquaintance and we had one lovely night together. I was given certain queues so I pursued a less exotic venue and he accepted. The next day he recanted and sent this text; "I've been thinking a little more about you today and although I think you're great and I'm sure she is a nice lady, living with your mom is sort of a deal breaker for me. I hope you are not upset with me and we can still be friends..."
UGH! C-blocked by mom even though she was over 400 miles away!
I knew that it would happen eventually, as the inevitable usually does, but before cohabitation? Brutal.
Needless to say, I was quite upset having being given the prospect of regular sex. This individual is quite the desirable mate in my eyes and to be rebuked at such an early stage in our venture was quite a hard pill to swallow.
It always comes, sometimes sooner than later. Disillusionment is never delightful.
April 21, 2011
Puppies!!!!
Take heed, having a puppy is not for the impatient or employed. It has got to be the closest thing to having a human baby that I desire to be. He wakes me every morning at 6:30 ready to play and bite or chew on everything in site.
Being that he was one of six puppies, the first few days were quite traumatic for this little guy. I had to wake about every two hours, or just lie awake, and reassure him he had not been left by the side of the road. I played music, which kept me awake. I played movies, also no sleep for me. Eventually he just adjusted and now lets me sleep through most of the night.
I really had no idea what I was in for and thankfully the breeder gave me much support. I also have to give a shout out to a fellow blogger for being my guru:
allison
She is amazing! and such a great influence. Love you!
The moral of the story is adopt a potty trained older dog unless you have loads of time, love and patience.
February 13, 2011
Things better left unsaid
Do you ever have those thoughts while walking down the street or taking out the trash? The thought process that needs not go any further than that of your own inner conversation?
I have streams of consciousness that are so lucid that they deem shareable. This is that and that is them.
I vow that this shall be of my opinion whether they align with yours or not, however they will be true, rather what I believe to be the truth.
Be warned.
I have streams of consciousness that are so lucid that they deem shareable. This is that and that is them.
I vow that this shall be of my opinion whether they align with yours or not, however they will be true, rather what I believe to be the truth.
Be warned.
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