I will not disclose the details of how I spent my day yesterday but suffice to say (insert my favorite NIN song here)...MEOW.
I know, I am leaving you all to roll around in the gutters of your minds (I am talking to you Mr. NSA) but I am just not the kind of girl who "kisses and tellses". I can see my stats, those hundreds of admirers reading my blog (no, no trolling bots or anything). One of you might work with me or know one of my mothers or something. I am just not willing to risk my perfect reputation just to sate your curiosity. Let's just pretend I never wrote this and move along.
xoks
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Friday, December 27, 2013
Black Laundry in Bed
Dear Criminals,
In all of thirty seconds, just enough time for me to take my folded towels to the bathroom, the three of you managed to destroy an entire load of freshly washed black clothing.
Yes, it was my fault that I placed that yummy, warm, completely clean laundry on my bed to fold. Yes, I turned my back for a moment to put a few things away. And yes, it is my fault I washed a load of black clothing, knowing how much you love watching me walk out of the house covered in your fur. But did ALL three of you have to plot against me? Did you need to burrow deep into the pile to ensure every single piece of clothing was covered in your hairballs? There are not enough lint brushes in the world to rid me of your evil-doing...
With a lack of respect,
Your quarter-less human
In all of thirty seconds, just enough time for me to take my folded towels to the bathroom, the three of you managed to destroy an entire load of freshly washed black clothing.
Yes, it was my fault that I placed that yummy, warm, completely clean laundry on my bed to fold. Yes, I turned my back for a moment to put a few things away. And yes, it is my fault I washed a load of black clothing, knowing how much you love watching me walk out of the house covered in your fur. But did ALL three of you have to plot against me? Did you need to burrow deep into the pile to ensure every single piece of clothing was covered in your hairballs? There are not enough lint brushes in the world to rid me of your evil-doing...
With a lack of respect,
Your quarter-less human
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Strange Relationships
I am oddly involved with a few different men. Nothing serious; mostly getting to know you stuff. Yet it is already complicated.
Guy #1 - He lives in NY. He is very successful, very handsome and 3,000 miles away. We are working out seeing one another but both of our schedules are somewhat chaotic and this makes planning frustrating. How long does one wait before just blowing it off?
Guy #2 - He is really young. Granted, we aren't thinking marriage here but is it ok to date someone who hasn't ever heard of Quadraphenia? I am really pondering this.
Guy #3 - I don't even know what to say about this one. I have known him for ages and he is very sweet, somewhat naive and very confused. Our lives are so different I sometimes wonder how we even connect at all. Maybe it is all in my head.
Guy #4 - One of my favorite people ever. Just so short on time. Getting together on a "quarterly basis" makes me feel like I am on his BOD rather than his mind.
So do I just scrap it all and start over? Sigh, seems like a lot of work and this girl is already tired.
xoks
Guy #1 - He lives in NY. He is very successful, very handsome and 3,000 miles away. We are working out seeing one another but both of our schedules are somewhat chaotic and this makes planning frustrating. How long does one wait before just blowing it off?
Guy #2 - He is really young. Granted, we aren't thinking marriage here but is it ok to date someone who hasn't ever heard of Quadraphenia? I am really pondering this.
Guy #3 - I don't even know what to say about this one. I have known him for ages and he is very sweet, somewhat naive and very confused. Our lives are so different I sometimes wonder how we even connect at all. Maybe it is all in my head.
Guy #4 - One of my favorite people ever. Just so short on time. Getting together on a "quarterly basis" makes me feel like I am on his BOD rather than his mind.
So do I just scrap it all and start over? Sigh, seems like a lot of work and this girl is already tired.
xoks
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Not to be Censored
I took some time to read old posts. I am a drama queen. We all know it. That being said I will not censor my writing for fear that someone out there might not like what I have to say. This is my place to spew and spout whatever I feel like and I am happy to do it to anyone or no one (we shall see if anyone even reads this thing anymore.)
It has been a very hard few years. I ended a long, tumultuous relationship. I changed jobs. I left a lot of people behind and I am trying to reconnect with the world. I never thought heartbreak could actually bring me to my knees but it did and it took a long time to learn to stand again.
So now I need to walk, if not run, though my crazy life. I am working on my self-worth; my understanding of my value in this world. I am a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a friend, a lover, and, maybe most importantly, a godmother. I have people who love me and stand by my side, even when I feel like crawling though my day. I greatly appreciate everyone who has been there for me even when they don't understand me.
So to anyone out there who might be reading, I love you and thank you for being a part of my wacky life.
xoks
It has been a very hard few years. I ended a long, tumultuous relationship. I changed jobs. I left a lot of people behind and I am trying to reconnect with the world. I never thought heartbreak could actually bring me to my knees but it did and it took a long time to learn to stand again.
So now I need to walk, if not run, though my crazy life. I am working on my self-worth; my understanding of my value in this world. I am a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a friend, a lover, and, maybe most importantly, a godmother. I have people who love me and stand by my side, even when I feel like crawling though my day. I greatly appreciate everyone who has been there for me even when they don't understand me.
So to anyone out there who might be reading, I love you and thank you for being a part of my wacky life.
xoks
Does this thing work?
All my pics are missing. All my rantings are here. Now let's see if I can still write.
Merry Christmas!
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