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tripping whispers lips are blisteredsqueeze the rope into the gristlecan the hear the grime is climbingcan you speak in growls and hisses i will find a wayto make you seejust what you have done and what you've grown to be you have asked i replied with laughterand you cry that's not an answeryou will have your time to ponder as you wallow in the aftermath
of the right path catching sorrow from your father's face away from your turned backstacked deamons plan their next attackthe door's ajar you left a draftall this decay's on your headmy dear fucked friend put on your redprepare to enter sever shredanswer for the life you've castby my power i say you will pay in spadesand i praysomething will be left of you todaybeacuse i stayi staywhile every fucking thing just drifts away
run right through without remorse scarred right through into the sourcegluing patches on your sores, the glue you use was once my horseyou're a stitch work of disgust your uselessnesss is all i trusteverything's a fucking hurdle goddamn blood is fucking curdledenlightenment has brought me hate i do not like this fucking placethis place is run by fucking fools usually the ones with the biggest toolsdejected and hollowrejected you swallow kill yourself nowkill yourself before you kill anybody else i wish that there were less of you out on the streetcontrolling everthing to fill your fucking needskill your fucking self and we'll just call it evenwe don't need youtake another pill and punch the fucking wallkick us all around like we're your fucking dogsure to take us down when you fucking fallwe don't want youyou're human fucking garbage and you fucking know itsure to take us hostage if you can't fucking stall it i just wanna kill and just fucking die just fucking die we don't want youwe d
Love, It's Bittersweet.
So much for my world of infinate bliss and perfect solitude.My affecatious heart has been turmoiiled once again. Thank you for bringing me down.Are you happier now?You tell me that I am playing with your heart and that I should never have called you friend. That you could never trust me. That I have broken your soul, just when you needed me the most.Sorry.You broke mine too with all this psychosemantic bullshit you keep throwing my way. All I ever wanted was to be your friend and to be there for you as a shoulder to cry on, and someone to pick you up off the floor when you were down.Now I realise that the floor is where you wanted to be all along. But thats not me.For once in my life I have found something that makes me wanna be alive. I have found someone that makes me feel.... I don't have to be gaurded anymore, I don't have to pretend. Most of all I don't have to be anything other than me. What a wonderful ideality!So I say this to you, with infinate and unconditional love: don't ta
Yoni Wolf, formerly known as 'Why?, was a member of cLOUDDEAD, and is a founding member of the band that bears his former moniker. 'Alopecia' is the third album the band's released. Mixing hip-hop, electronica, folk and indie-rock, it's got to be one of my all-time favorite albums. If you ever read any of my blogs and think "Hmm, I might listen to that thing kins likes", then I implore you to try this cos it's freaking excellent.
Over the weekend I went to a Wurzels concert, for anyone who does not know them here's a URL type thingy:
Thems is like gods to us country folk.
Anyway, just thought I'd share that.
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Look Đeep into self and find what you Hiđe so openly...
Find the lie's you tell yourself everyđay just to get by...
Finđ The truth beneath the layers you have covered so well...
Peal them away...
Peace by Peace...
Layer by Layer...
What đo you have left???
Đo you finđ the person who you thought you were???
What you finđ is no bigger than a peace of rice...
As small as a grain of sanđ...
The Illusion of the worlđ has kept you so small anđ frail...
Closing your Eye's...
Shutting out what others see in you...
Silencing the Đemons that scream insiđe...
You hiđe your shame so well...
Can you holđ out anylonger???
I don't know if you see me.I don't know if you even care.but yes, here i am.i stand here alone, just waiting...Maybe you will notice me,maybe not...I stand here just waiting.maybe you will glance at me,maybe not...Maybe you will see me through the ever growing crowd that grows around your beauty,Maybe not...I stand here hoping you will see me waiting for you.I feel so small in comparison to the ever growing crowd that hovers around you...but I will wait...wait till the day you find me through the sea of people who surround you.and hold me in your loving embrace.but all i can say is,Maybe...
How would It feel to spread my arms open and just jump?
Is it the thrill I seek?
Will it give me compleation?
I bore of the life I live.
Looking for something that isn't there.
I want to feel the air passing by me.
I want to feel the adrenalin flow through my vains.
I want to break free of these human bonds.
I want to be free...
My thought on this is...
If angels could fall and become human,
Wouldn't it work in reverse too?
Maybe this is just a flight of fancy...
But wouldn't it be worth the try?
To be that much closer to God...
Wouldn't that be worth the trip???
Hymn Of The Broken
We the lost children of eve
Are born into this world longing to be loved.
Reaching out the very second we are born.
Just to be held...
But when our bodies age...
We become less desirable...
We start to seek out the one who will compleate us...
We find so many posibilities...
But many just lead to dead ends.
Sitting alone looking out a cold and damp window...
Wondering why I let the world slip away from me.
Cold and bitter is my world.
Why do I have memories of a life that has left me far behind...
Looking at a man that doesn't exist anymore,
He is a compleat stranger.
I guess he is lives here...
I have part of his memories.
I despise this man.
I look at him and wonder what he was
what he had done to have so many to hate him...
At night I lift my prayers up to the heavenly father and Mother Night
ask why am I still here...
If this man was so Evil...
Let's Have A Little Bit More...
I love the smell of Cilla Black’s backpack,I love the smell of Berjarac’s laundry sack, where as I love the smell of Ice T’s bobble hat. So, come on let’s have a look at it,come along now let’s have a sniff of it, come along now let’s have a little bit more. I love the smell of Rusty Lee’s bog brush, and I love the smell of Schwarzenegger’s sling backs, I love the smell of Bazil Brush’s coffin locks. So, come on let’s have a look at it, come along now let’s have a sniff of it, come along now let’s have a little bit, come along now let’s have a little bit, come along now let’s have a little bit more.
- 'Let's Have A Little Bit More' Reeves & Mortimer
Before I begin,I wanted to say that while I respect the opinions of others, I also ask that you be respectful of me while commenting on this blog. Thank you.In my Critical Thinking class today we were having a debate about capital punishment and it was a very lively and spirited one.Myself and a few others admittedly have high Christian values and when you have that I think you have to expect great opposition. I know this from experience.At one point I was sure the instructor was going to lose control of the class,but she managed to hold it together.Anyway, I greatly oppose the death penalty. My reasons for it are important to me as well as a numerous others.In my opinion,for a court to deliver a death sentence to a murderer is just plain wrong. It's like they are trying to play at being God. As far as I'm concerned, the only difference between the two is that the court does it legally.One of the students mentioned that the Bible says,'an eye for an eye'. While that's true, there are a
What's It Like
What's it like?To be able to wake With the sun, as it begins to riseWith no sadness, pain and tear drops in my eyesSitting up from my bed, From my shell that covers itself in darknessNot wanting to move, to breath or to smileBut to feel just hopelessI push myself and I rise out of my shellAnd out into the cruel lifeThat seems to burn like hellWhat's it like?To be able to smileAs I see myself in the reflectionOf a mirror that smiles back to meThat forms without any satisfactionHow could I smile back at that dreadful creatureIt disgusts me and tears me apartFor this creature that's so devastatingThat bears a sad dark lonely heartWhat's it like?To feel beautiful for just one dayLike a rose that grows so beautifulInstead of a dying rose of decayAs my pedals fall off, one by oneTearing me apart until I am noneI shed my tear till my eyes go dryI ask myself and wonder "What's it like?"For I will never know why
- writen by me
Pick me up and wipe the dust awayI was your rag doll when you were grayRagged, worn and even tattered You made my heart shatteredYou used me and abused meYou were the lock and I was the keyBut you tossed me awayLeft my soul to decayI used to be the diamond in your eyesBut your true colors made me realizeYou're not what I had thought you used to beHow could you treat me so poorlyI'm sorry I'm not the perfect dollI'm sorry for ruiening it allYou used to hold me throughout the nightHeld me close and held me tightYou ran your fingers through my hairOf love that we used to shareBefore you tossed me down on the floorCrushing my heart and leaving my eyes so soreI'm sorry I'm not being the perfect oneI'm sorry for not being your shining sunI lay here now, lost in the nightWaiting for things to become alrightBecause I have seen your colors were trueOf what I didn't want to believe but I already knewI was just your rag doll when you needed meThat I fell for you miserablyAnd it was too late for m
Laying awake at night, my tears run downCan't smile, sadden with this frownI think too muchI crave for the touchMy head hurts, my heart achesWondering how long it would takeI long for my new lifeOr end it with this knifeIt's so tempting to end it allTear drops of blood and watch it fallWith just one simple twistWith a silver upon my wristOr a painful stab into my heartDraining the pain apartI try to stay strongBut the devils inside sing me this songI can't eat....I can't sleepAll I seem to do is just weepI starve myself a lotFrom this saddness that was broughtOnly a few things makes my lips curlHidden thoughts within this girlWho am I? What's my purpose?What makes my life still exist?
-writen by me
Shinedown - If You Only Knew
If you only knew I'm hanging by a thread The web I spin for you If you only knew I'd sacrifice my beating Heart before I lose you I still hold onto the letters You returned I swear I've lived and learned Chorus It's 403 and I can't sleep Without you next to me I Toss and turn like the sea If I drown tonight, bring me Back to life Breathe your breath in me The only thing that I still believe In is you, if you only knew If you only knew How many times I counted All the words that wen't wrong If you only knew How I refuse to let you go, Even when you're gone I don't regret any days I Spent, nights we shared, Or letters that I sent Chorus It's 403 and I can't sleep Without you next to me I Toss and turn like the sea If I drown tonight, bring me Back to life Breathe your breath in me The only thing that I still believe In is you, if you only knew If you only knew I still hold onto the letters You returned You help me live and learn Chorus It's 403 and I can't sleep Without you next to me I
Senses Of Confusion - 2/5/09
SENSES OF CONFUSION
The acrid smell of bitterness
Permeates the pores and spills out into the unchecked nothingness
Of the unchecked imagination that turns out to be blindingly real
Welcome to the farce of a vicious reincarnation
The mirage of this life bleeds tears of recognition
Knowing all the while that those bold steps never touched the ground
Keep nailing in that smile, clumsily hovering over the incessant chatter
The ears you longed to capture never heard a sound
Yet even as the buds taste the death of hope, the precious tool of the masquerade knows it will release the sweet rapture of believing that tomorrow will offer another parade of opportunities
To see, touch, taste, smell and hear
But the end of the charade is always near
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I'm sitting here confused, my worlds in disarey... I don't know how this happened I thought things were going great.
Fora moment my life was like a work of art, a flawless still life at its best. One that's easy to gaze uon and understand what it represents. But now the piece is more expressive than the previous work of art, you rearranged the picture and so thus were my thoughts.
I do not knw the things you say, I can not see them clear, I feel as though you hide from me a truth i cannot hear. So you pushed me away or hell maybe it was it was all a lie and you left me with the masterpiece that represents my life.
But i cherish all the time we shared and I'll treasure this work of art, so I'll proudly hang it on the wall that forever gaurds my heart.
The Bailey Button Ugg Boots
The ugg fans surely know something about the bailey button ugg boots, aren’t they? It is a classic style. These boots are normally made with a large wooden button with the Ugg logo on it and an elastic band closure. You can wear them with charicteristic logo buttons or undo the butten and then turn the top over to creat a cuff to match your skirt.
In order to maximum the comfort of uggs, they are normally made of geniun Australian sheepskin. This allows your feet to breath freely or comfortablly, or you will make your feet smelly after take them off. To further add to the comfort of the boots when being worn, each pair has a molded EVA outsole which not only makes this part of the boot more flexible but they weigh light. Therefore though these boots look very heavy and large, in fact you feel like you have a pair of slippers on your feet when you wear them. How great the feeling isI
So when you are looking for a pair of ugg boots that will match up to any clothes in your ward
I Cant Be A Slave
I can't be a slave; a very small voice whispered in the dark But you already are; the voice answered itself in the recesses of her mind.
To be my Master's slave means I have given Him all of me. It means I have given Him my heart and I get to watch Him care for it with the utmost care. It means I have given Him my mind and I get to watch it become more nimble under His tutelage. It means I have given Him my soul and I get to watch it dance free within the circle of His arms. It means I have given Him my body and I get to feel it respond to His expert touch.
To be my Master's slave means I deny Him nothing. If He asks for something, I get it. If He demands something, I get it twice as fast. If He wishes for something, I get it four times as fast.
To be my Master's slave means I get to fly higher than I ever have before. I get to give more than I ever have before. I get to receive more than I ever have before. I get to feel more than I ever have before.
To be my Master's slave means
One simple word, yet filled with complexity. One may ask themselves several questions. Is it physical, emotional or the blend of both causing an intellectual fear? Or perhaps it is just the unknown. There are so many factors and fixtures ~ the simple little word ~ becomes a mesh of complexity and undefinable objections.
As a child fears the darkness ~ a submissive fears the empty void a Master may create. Being left on her own to remember His teachings and guiding ways ~ though she has been trained well, the solitude is creates a void. Within this void the manifestation of fear begins.
She begins to doubt herself, her abilities, perhaps even her worth.
She continues to struggle to remain focused. She fights with the
inner conflicts raging within herself. So desperately trying to please, and obey, yet consumed with fear. The loneliness grows ~ the darkness seems cold and empty ~ there is a deafening silence that rings in her ears.
She guards what is left of the soul she possesses.
Strength is knowing when to say....I cannot follow this path any longer.
Strength is standing firm by your values,
even when they are challenged.
Strength is what is not seen.
It is a firm stance centered in your own personal belief.
Strength is being able to cry, when the all around you are smiling.
Strength is knowing who you are....and loving yourself anyway.
Strength is following your mind,
when your heart chooses a different direction.
Strength is doing what is right for you,
though it may not be right for everyone.
Strength is being able to step back and examine,
when your body and soul tell you to press forward.
Strength is being able to say no, when you know something isnt right.
Strength is looking yourself in the mirror, and liking what you see.
Strength is caring enough about your mate,
to say no to what you crave, because you love him.
Strength is saying yes to your mate, because you know she craves it,
though you dont exactly understand.
* being the best me I can be...* ensuring everything I do is dedicated to Him...* learning to dedicate my whole life to another...* learning to accept my faults and striving to improve them...* finding another's perfection inside their imperfections...* finding blissful equality through inequality...* finding release through bondage and peace through pain...* sinking joyfully into selfless service...* obeying without question...* being eager to put another's wants and desires before my own...* letting go of my will and loving every second of it...* lovingly accepting the force of His desires...* knowing He controls the very breath in my body and never wanting to change that.
You and your girlfriend are in bed relaxing before you fall asleep. She takes a drink of her iced tea and an ice cube slips into her mouth. She slides her body down the bed until her head was between your bare legs and your semi erect cock near her mouth. She looks up at you with a mischievous look in her eyes and slips her mouth around your cock. The freezing cold ice moves around your cock in her mouth and the heat of her mouth cause your cock to swell to new proportions. the sensations of the ice, her tongue and the heat of her mouth are too much. You thrust deeper into her mouth, grabbing her hair as she continues to suck and lick you into oblivion. You thrust hard one last time and spill your seed deep into her mouth. She swallows every last drop and smiles up at you.
A Bottle Of Change
So My Mom Had This Bottle Of Change Right..It Had A Sign On It That Said "DO NOT TOUCH THIS BOTTLE OF CHANGE OR I WILL BREAK YOUR FINGERS!!!" So My Little Sister Cross Out "Break" And Wrote "Be Nice To" So Then The Sign Read "DO NOT TOUCH THIS BOTTLE OF CHANGE OR I WILL BE NICE TO YOUR FINGERS!!!!" So Then My Brother Seen This Sign And Deceided To Cross Out Fingers And Write "Asshole" So Then The Sign At The End Of The Day Read "DO NOT TOUCH THIS BOTTLE OF CHANGE OR I WILL BE NICE TO YOUR ASSHOLE!!!"
Thought Of The Day.
Feel free to take it and anything else. Hey should I open up my photobucket so everyone can see all the fun times stuff I have? lol. Have a good night, it's hump day kids!
Lonely hearts, they don't cryThey moan in silence, they want to die.Lonely hearts, they have no fearAnd strength to dropp a single tearLonely hearts, they're cold insideThey have a dreadful pain to hide,Lonely hearts, they're wrapped by griefNo joy, no prayers, no reliefLonely hearts, they stop to beatWhen hope is weak and starts to split.Lonely hearts, forgotten dreams...They fade away with stifled screams
Not Always Right |... And Stupidity Resolves Itself
Ice Cream Shop | Maine, USA
Large Woman 1: “This is not my ice cream, I ordered the butter pecan! It’s simple–just scoop ice cream!”
Large Woman 2: “This is not my ice cream either, I ordered the maple walnut! How d*** complicated is it to give people the right ice cream?”
(Glancing at both of their ice creams, I realize that the problem was their fault, because they just took each other’s ice cream.)
Me: “Yeah, complicated…”
(I walked out back and looked at them on the security camera, until they realized they were the idiots, and left.)
Not Always Right | If By "everyone" You Mean Morons Like Yourself
Tech Support | Breda, The Netherlands
Customer: “I got just back from my vacation and all of a sudden my internet connection isn’t working anymore. Have you got a technical problem in my area or something.”
Me: “No ma’am, as far as I know there aren’t any problems at this moment. Can you check which status lights are burning on your modem?”
(Now this is a standard check we do to troubleshoot; it’s very easy to tackle when something’s going wrong.)
Customer: “Alright, well, all lights are off. Are you sure there couldn’t be a problem on your side?”
Me: “No miss, there aren’t any problems. I checked it when you were checking the status lights. But they were all off, you said?”
Customer: “Yeah, there wasn’t a light burning on my modem. What could that mean?”
Me: “Well, that could mean two things: Either the modem is broken or…”
Customer: “No, it ca
A Lonely Girl
As a lonely girl,I only want one thingAll I want,Is to be seenAs a lonely girl,I have not been many placesIn my lonely life,I have seen very few facesAs a lonely girl,No one notices meThey just pass me by,As if there is no one there to seeAs a lonely girl,I have changed my mindNow what I want,Is to end my own lifeAs a lonely girl,The only one could change my lonely mindIs someone I could trust,Someone who is warm and kindAs a lonely girl,I want someone to holdSome who will love me,And be there without being toldAs a lonely girl,This was all I wanted…As a lonely girl,I was disappointed…You... don't... want me...
Not Always Right | Customer: Impossible
Electronics Retail | Chicago suburbs, IL, USA
Old man: “I need a new phone! But I don’t want all those fancy bells and whistles on it!”
Me: “Ok, well we have some more basic phones over–”
Old man: “No I don’t want caller ID!”
Me: “Hmm…well all the phones we carry have caller ID on them. It’s a pretty standard feature nowadays.”
Old man: “Yeah but I don’t have that service, so I’d just be wasting my money on a feature I don’t use!”
(This sort of this goes on for about 10 minutes. At one point another customer enters the aisle doing her own shopping. He looks over my shoulder and yells to her “Go find someone else! He’s helping me right now!”)
(Finally he decides on a phone…)
Old man: “Does this one have a wall mount?”
Me: “Yes sir, it’s wall mountable.”
Old man: “Show me!”
Me: “We can’t re
Not Always Right | Suddenly I Feel Sorry For Her Child
Retail | Colorado, USA
Woman: Excuse me, I’ve lost my child somewhere in the store.
Me: “Okay, I’ll get someone right away.”
(I call in a code yellow.)
Me: “Okay, how old is your child?”
Woman: “She’d just turned three. Ooohhh, what if she’s been kidnapped?”
Me: “Don’t worry, I’m sure that’s not the case.”
(Security comes up to talk to her and she turns around.)
Security: “Ma’am, how many children do you have?”
Woman: “Just one, why?”
Security: “Because your child is on your back.”
(She was wearing one of those harnesses.)
Doing The Laundry
Have you ever been doing the laundry and found a one dollar bill in one of your pockets, and gotten extremely excited? Then you realize you can't buy anything with that dollar so you feel kinda dumb. Well, last night, I found fifteen million dollars in one of my pockets. So of course I ran out and splurged on myself by purchasing some of those non-skid stickers for my bathtub. Why, you ask, did I buy non-skid stickers for my bathtub? A friend of mine that went with me to pick them up says, "These will be great for all that sexy fun that you will be having with beautiful women in the shower now that you are rich." I looked back at my friend and said, "Nay! I bought these so that I wouldn't fall when I dance in the shower."
Flight490 To Oklahoma City
So I get to the airport, all excited about my flight, and as I'm sitting in the terminal I start doing the same thing everybody does at the airport. I start looking around for people that I don't want to sit next to on the plane. That guy is way to happy to be at the airport, I don't want to sit next to him because he'll be talking to me the whole time. That lady has a baby, so I sure as hell don't want to sit next to her because there is no chance in hell I'll get to join the mile high club. And then when I get on the plane, and I find my seat, the first thing I do is punch my neighbor in the face. Not because they upset me in any way, but god forbid we crash land somewhere in the mountains and we have to start eating each other to stay alive, its a hell of a lot easier to eat some one who doesn't like you as apposed to a friend.
im not looking for love, im not even waiting for it...
im just looking for the adventure, the goodmorning with a smile, with a partner in crime to share a big piece of pie. im looking for the smart ass that will pretend that doesnt have idea about what im talking about even when i'll be probablly wrong.
already have the lesson of my life with love, marriage, white dresses and fairy tales. now im looking for the real thing, the freedom of love and the lovely freedom hahaha.
I cant belive in love, im not that naive, or at least i think im not, just stupid when i fall in love, so iwill not look for love or anything that could seems , smells , or feels like love.
im always nice, i always smile with everyone, and for those insecure bitches freaks haters that came once in a while, I LOVE EVERYONE, AND I ALWAYS USE SWEET WORDS WITH THE PERSONS THAT I LIKE OK? if u cant deal with the fact that ur man will have female friends.....get a life.
so , everyone, or no one reading this right now,
Not Always Right | Gluttony Or Gluttony
Restaurant | Bradford, UK
Customer: “Can I have the giant Yorkshire Pudding?”
Me: “Sure, would you like it served with Beef or Pork?”
Customer: “Yes, I’ll have beef or pork.”
Me: “No, would you like Beef OR Pork?”
Customer: “YES, beef or pork!”
Not Always Right | Where The Sun Don't Shine
Call Center | Ontario, Canada
(Cell phone customer has been redirected to the call center for non-payment of his cell phone bill.)
Customer: “Turn on my phone or you can take it and shove it up your a**!!!”
Me: “I’m sorry sir. We don’t have service in that area.”
So here goes! My first Blog. While i have a few ideas to write about: the unknown, education, trust, fear, love, raising children... I have chosen friendship.
You might think I am just a soft hearted fool but thats fine with me. I am who I am. My friends know me and accept all aspects of me. This is just one part of me.
My friends are as diverse as the fish in the sea. And no two are alike, like the snowflakes in winter.
My friends come in all sorts:
Some I see often
Some I chat with
Some I see rarely, but the bond never dies
Some I laugh with
Some I cry with
She Loves Confrontation
So we drive into the Tesco carpark and immediately head to the "parents with toddlers" spaces coz we have the kids with us. Unfortunately, the last space is taken, just as we approach, and I swing the car around to try to find another space. As we pass, Jo notices that two women get out of the car, but no children at all."That bitch just took the last 'parent with toddlers' space without any kids", she growls. "I'll have her!"We get into the store, get a trolley and head for the produce section. By now, I had already forgotten the parking incident. Jo hadn't. She finds her prey, examining tomatoes, and walks straight up to her, leaving me and my 12 year-old step-daughter with the baby. "I noticed that you took the last toddler space and you have no children. I think that's really wrong!"The woman reels around. "I just lost my father last week and me and my mother have just come to do a bit of food shopping and I wanted to get a space that was close", she explains.Jo retorts, "
Not Always Right | Higher Education, Not So High Common Sense
Tech Support | Florida, USA
(This was a few years ago, when I worked for tech support at my college.)
Me: “***** College tech support, this is *****. How can I help you?”
Caller: “Yes, I’m having trouble with my e-mail client. I can’t figure out how to set up my account.”
Me: “No problem, let me walk you through it.”
(I talk her through the account set up screens. Finally, when we’re done…)
Me: “All right, click on ‘OK’ and you should be all set.”
Caller: “What ‘OK’? I don’t see anything that says ‘OK’.”
Me: “There’s a button to the lower right of the window that says ‘OK’, next to the ‘Cancel’ button.”
Caller: “I don’t see it.”
(This exchange goes on for about 5 minutes. I have the program open on my computer and describe the window to make sure she’s in the right spot, and she is. I
Not Always Right | Someone Needs To Switch To Decaf
Coffee Shop | Los Angeles, CA, USA
(At the front bar of a certain coffee shop, as I’m In the middle of making a caramel macchiato.)
Old, angry, hovering Customer: “What are you doing? I didn’t ask for caramel, I’m allergic! Are you trying to kill me?? I had to wait in line all this time and I can’t get a **** coffee made right!”
Me: “Ma’am, this is a caramel macchiato. I’m sure this isn’t your drink; what did you have today?”
Customer: “I had a latte. I’ve been waiting 10 minutes!”
Me: “Ma’am, theres a latte right here on the counter right next to your handbag.”
Customer: “Why didn’t you tell me? I’m late for my movie!”
Me: “Ma’am, I called the drink out three times, you were standing there the whole time.”
Customer: “You should have called louder!”
Me: “I’m sorry, I was practically yelling, I figured it was l
Not Always Right | I Gave Birth To A Guinea Pig
Grocery Store Deli Counter | Philadelphia, PA, USA
Me: “Hi there ma’am, what can I get for you today?”
Customer, with her young son: “Yeah, could I have a piece of that bologna so my son can taste it?”
Me: “Sure, would you like to try it too?”
Customer: “Oh no thanks. I just want to see if my son is allergic.”
Not Always Right | You Can Never Dumb It Down Enough
Ice Cream Shop | Maine, USA
(We wanted to avoid common questions, so we made a massive wooden ice cream cone and put it up on the counter to display the number of scoops possible, and the price at each level. This thing was like 4 feet high, each scoops with a diameter of at least 1 foot.)
Woman: “Hi, how much is one scoop?”
Coworker: “Oh, right here…” *points to sign*
Woman: “JESUS! Those are huge! How could anyone eat that much?”
(I ran into the back, almost in tears from laughing.)
I am a lonely personI have many people around meBut the feeling of lonelinessIts deeply seated in meThe birds are chirpingI can hear the voicesMy kids are chatting aroundBut I feel lonely, I am a lonelyperson.To subside the feelingI mingle with my kidsPlaying with them for a whileMaking them laugh.Then again I feel lonelyIts my inner feelingI am a lonely personlike a lonely tree in the desert.I am a lonely person!
Not Always Right | Let's Hope The Covenant Hates Rock N Roll
Toy Store | Fairfax, VA, USA
(To provide some context, we have a display for Guitar Hero 3 set up which, among other things, has a playable guitar, a big huge sign that says GUITAR HERO 3, and a display “case” that has the guitar from the game and the game set up to look real pretty.)
Customer: “Hi, I’m not sure what my son wanted, it was something 3…Hylo…”
Me: “Halo 3?”
Customer: “Yeah, that’s it! Do you have that?”
Me: “Sure, it’s just in the back, let me go grab a copy.”
(After I go in the back and grab a copy…)
Customer: “Wait a minute, where’s the guitar? I want the one with the guitar.”
Me: “Uh… oh, you must’ve been looking for Guitar Hero 3! I don’t have the one bundled with the guitar right now, but if you already have the guitar you can buy just the game.”
Customer: “No, you do, it’s over here!”
I looked into the mirror,and saw a face with no name,i'd seen this face before,still it didn't look the same.Tears rolled down her cheeks,her eyes. wild with fear,her lips were moving up and down,but her words remained unclear.As beautiful as she was,no beauty could i see,the mirror wasn't broken,but her heart seemed to be.I smiled, but she didn't,i laughed, yet still she cried,she looked like she was living,but inside she must have died.I looked into the mirror,what did i really see?It was a shattered image,a reflection of me.
So ColdWill you be there,Saving me, lost inside againBroken, forsaken and imperfectFrozen in timeIn a world that is so coldI just wanna run awayThis tourniquet just wont holdInto the nothing I've gone a strayWith or without meJust give me a signWith or without youI've been left behindI feel like i'm losing my mindBroken a part again but unifiedReturn to me salvation,Or will I be denied?Livin' in the shadows with no soulI walk a long this road all aloneI feel like I lost again this timeTrapped inside this holeCan't seem to get away;I'm completely paralyzedCome back, don't go awayIt's been so longI've grown so paleI haven't yet diedPull me out of this hellAll the guilt and the shame hangs over meLike a dark ominous cloud; the pain,You keep me together when I've come undoneI could never look down on youEven in a sea of familiar facesScattered among remembered placesIt wasn't so hard to find the virtue in you
Not Always Right | Nowhere To Hide
Tourist Train Station | New England, USA
Man: “Oh miss! I notice your shirt says the “*** Steam Train”. You work there?”
Man: “So there are, like… trains?”
Me: “Of course…”
Man: “So why are you at “Stop and Shop”? Shouldn’t you be doing your job? There are no trains here!”
Me: “Sir, it’s called a lunch break.”
Man: “Oh…” *radiates a healthy scarlet color*
Not Always Right | Meatheaded
Supermarket | UK
(A customer walks up to counter and stares at produce.)
Customer: “Don’t you have any vegetarian sausages?”
Me: “This is a meat counter; we only have meat. We should have some prepacked though.”
Customer: “But, I want to buy from here. Why don’t you sell them?”
Me: “We only have meat on the meat counter, I’m afraid. Is there anything else you would like?”
Customer: “Do you have tofu burgers here??”
Not Always Right | Having A Hussie Fit
Sports Bar | Michigan, USA
Me: “Here’s your lemonade sir, what can I get you to eat?”
Customer: “I’ll have a bowl of chili.”
(I walk to the back of the restaurant get bowl of chili and take it to him. This takes all of one minute.)
Customer, angrily: “That took far too long. Did you socialize with the other hussies that work here on your way?”
Me: “No, sir. That’s how long it takes to walk back and get the chili.”
Customer: “I’m not paying for any of this.”
(He then gets up to storm out the front door but instead runs into the door that has the “Use Other Door” sign on it. The “hussies” and I didn’t stop laughing for a good 20 minutes.)
Not Always Right | Maybe If I Dial Random Numbers
Pet Insurance Sales | Suffolk, UK
Me: “Good morning, thank you for calling ***** Pet Insurance. My name is Barry, how can I help?”
Customer: “I’m not happy!”
Me: “And why is that?”
Customer: “I don’t know the sort code for my bank account!”
Me: “Okay…have you tried calling your bank?”
Customer: “If I did that I’d end up talking to somebody in India! Can’t you just tell me?”
Me: “Well, I sell pet insurance, so unfortunately, I don’t have that kind of information. I only have information on how much it will cost to insure a cat or a dog. I guess you could find it if you went to your bank’s website.”
Customer: “Oh great! Could you do that for me?”
Not Always Right | Qwerty Makes Me Go Asdfasdf
Library | Ohio, USA
Library Patron: “I need some help comparing heating prices.”
Me: “Okay, let me show you a website where you can compare the different gas companies.”
(Leads patron to computer, and types in website address.)
Me: “Here you go. Just type in your information.”
Library Patron, looking at keyboard: “These letters are all mixed up!”
Me: “Uh, well…”
Library Patron: “Have they always been like this?”
Me: “Only since the 1800’s. Here, let me do the typing.”
Not Always Right | Complaining Incognito
Internet Tech Support | United Kingdom
Me: “You’re through to ****** tech support, can I take your telephone number?”
Me: “Okay, can I take your post code instead?”
Me: “Okay sir, I’m trying to help but I need to bring your account details up in my system.”
Customer, rather angrily: “What the **** do you want my details for? I can’t connect to the internet, you need to sort it out!”
Me: “I will do my best, sir, but like I explained I need to bring up your account details to verify what the problem seems to be.”
Customer, screaming: “That’s it, I’m calling your complaints department. This is ***** ridiculous. I also want to speak to your manager NOW!”
Me: “Sorry sir, I cant do that as you haven’t verified any of your account details.”
Customer: “That’s it, I’m leaving your provider for
Not Always Right | How Cows Order Coffee
Donut Shop | Florida, USA
Me: “Good morning, how can I help you?”
Woman: “Yeah, a small coffee with 2 splendas and extra milk.”
Me: “Okay, that will be $1.49.”
(She pays and I give her the change. I proceed to make the drink. I pressed the “Medium” button for milk and then gave an extra shot. When I gave it to her, she took a sip and made a face as if she had just taken a sip of liquefied dog s**t.)
Me: “What seems to be the problem?”
Woman: “I asked for extra milk! This is too strong.”
Me: “Well, I’ll put some more in for you. No problem.”
Woman, muttering under her breath: “Idiot kid…”
(I put another “Medium” shot in. This is two mediums and one extra shot for a total of seven milks.)
(She takes another sip, with the same face.)
Woman: “What part of extra milk do you not understand?”
Me: “I understand what extra milk means. I put in
Not Always Right | When In Rome (or A Kosher Deli)
Kosher Deli | Iowa, USA
(Keep in mind, this is a kosher deli.)
Customer: “Can I get a ham sandwich, please?”
Me: “Well, sir, we don’t serve ham.”
Customer: “No ham? What do you have then?”
Me: “Well, we have turkey, roast beef, corned beef, and pastrami…”
Customer: “But no ham?”
Me: “No, sir, no ham.”
Customer: “What? Do you have a thing against ham or something?”
Me: “Actually…yes, we do.”
Yup I am in a commited relationship meaning I am not going anywhere, however this commited relationship is open and I am looking for a girl.
What I want:
1: A girl who is reserved and demure, perhaps even shy
2: 5'2" to 5'4"
3: race is irrelevant
5: can listen very well
6: likes to be heard
7: great imagination
8: accent from a country other than U.S.A a plus (russian Plus Plus)
9 email to phone to real time meeting
10: loves nurses, Doctors, EMS works well for me (it's the uniform)
11: accustom to quiet (noise bothers me)
you don't have to meet all of the requirements, but please meet a few
I am not on the fu very often anymore but send me a note.
I'll get back to you soon!
Not Always Right | Send In The Clowns
Children's Entertainer at a Theme Park | New York, USA
(Almost thirty kids are lined up at the velcro wall waiting to ride. We have about five minutes until out troupe leaves.)
Some Mother: “I want my son to ride this ride.”
Me: “Ma’am I don’t think there’s enough time for all these kids to–”
Some Mother: “I don’t care if he’s the last one. I want him to ride this ride.”
Me: “This ride is going to shut down in about five minutes. There isn’t enough time for–”
Some Mother: “He can be the last in line then.”
Me: “He can wait in line but probably won’t be able to–”
Some Mother: “Fine.”
(Mother walks away and returns some time after the ride is shut down and all kids are turned away.)
Some Mother: “Hey! HEY! I thought we agreed that my child would get on the ride.”
Me: “That’s not what we agreed to.”
Not Always Right | Being Picky Is An Exact Science
Coffee Shop | Indiana, USA
Me: “Welcome to ****, what can I get for you today?”
Customer: “Yes, I’d like a medium coffee with twenty-seven and a half sugars.”
Me: “I’m sorry, was that…twenty-seven and a half?”
Me: “You’re sure you don’t just want the twenty-eight?”
Customer: “Ewww, gross! That’d be too sweet.”
Not Always Right | What A Concept: Ice Cream That Melts
Ice Cream Shop | Sweden
(Hot summer day temperature in the nineties. Tons of people in line because the shop is in an amusement park and everybody wants soft ice cream, which makes the soft ice even softer as it doesn’t have time to chill properly.)
Male customer, who bought soft ice cream for his family 30 min or so earlier, comes up to the window very upset: “The soft ice cream is melting! My kids are a total mess!”
Me: “Well, it is hot outside, what are you gonna do?”
Customer: “You should put up a sign to let people know that it will melt!”
Me: “I don’t assume my customers are idiots.”
(Customer bangs the ice cream cone on the counter and storms off.)
The next customer in line looks at me and laughs: “I’ll guess I’ll just have the regular ice cream then.”
Not Always Right | Depth Perception Strikes Again Part 2
Sign Installer | Seattle, WA, USA
(The following took place outside a small dentist’s office. The client requested an electric sign that that was a full-color copy of their business card, it took four weeks to fabricate and cost $3500.)
Dentist’s Wife: “Wow, that turned out JUST perfect! My husband is going to be so pleased to see that up when he gets back.”
Me: “I’m glad you like it, we’re very happy how it all came together.”
(A crane truck and two installers hoist the sign in the air, attach it to the 16′ pole and turn the lighting on.)
Dentist’s Wife: “Oh wait, that’s…that’s not right, you need to take it down now, I don’t believe this!! I want our money back!”
Me: “Ma’am? What’s wrong?”
Dentist’s Wife: “Well look at it, will you? It’s not right, it’s not the same as our card.”
Me, pulling out my paperwork: “Now ma&rsq
Not Always Right | Short Term Memory Is For The Weak
Frozen Yogurt Shop | Los Angeles, CA, USA
(We keep lids for our yogurt cups behind the counter and ask each customer if they need one when we give them their order.)
Me: “Would you like a lid for that?”
Female Customer: “No, thank you.”
Me: “Alright, have a nice day.”
(She continues to just stand there after I walk away.)
Female Customer: “Fine! I guess I don’t get a lid then!”
Customer’s Boyfriend: “You just told her you didn’t want one.”
Female Customer: “Oh yeah…”
Not Always Right | Pinheaded
Bank | Tennessee, USA
Customer: “Hey, somebody painted the wall outside the branch I use!”
Me: “Yes sir. What seems to be the problem?”
Customer: “Well now I don’t know my PIN number!”
Me: “I’m sorry–I’m not sure what that has to do with the wall being painted.”
Customer: “I wrote my PIN number on the wall beside the ATM! NOW what am I supposed to do?!?!”
Not Always Right | Those Heathens And Their Time Telling Ways
Movie Theater | London, UK
Customer: “What time does the film start?”
Me: “The film starts fifteen minutes after the time on your ticket. There are fifteen minutes of ads and trailers.”
Customer: “No, I said what time does the F-I-L-M start?!”
Me: “The film starts after fifteen minutes of trailers, so fifteen minutes after whatever it says on the ticket. Your ticket says 3:30 pm, so the film would start at 3:45, okay?”
Customer: “Don’t blind me with science!”
Not Always Right | Oh, Mary Jane
Bath and Bedding Department | Tampa, FL, USA
(I swear this lady was high as a kite…She had this crazed out look and talked in this very airy voice. She comes up to register with a large pile of towels and turns to the lady checking out beside her.)
Customer: “Wow! I love your purse! It would go with my shiny blue shoes, and my black jacket, and those cute Capri pants in my closet!”
Other Customer: “Uh…thanks?”
Customer: *turns to me* “You know, I have to keep changing the bathroom colors. I like the spring colors, but you know, Angel keeps peeling the paint off of the wall behind the toilet so I keep telling her Uncle Rico is going to have to repaint the bathroom if she keeps doing that…”
Me: “Ok…well, I hope you enjoy your towels.” *hands her the receipt* “Thank you and have a nice day.”
Customer: *eyes grow wide as she sprawls the receipt out* “WOW! This receipt is so…LONG! Its
Not Always Right | So, This Is Why People Have Children
Pizzeria | Portland, OR, USA
(It’s Christmas Eve and there is a long line of customers who are now waiting to pay. A little girl cuts to the front while I am giving a guy a drink refill.)
Little girl’s mom (LGM), to the refill guy: “UGH! Did you just cut her?”
(LGM smacks the guy in head; surprisingly, he just walks off with his soda.)
Me: “What can I get you?”
LGM: “Don’t ask me, ask her! She’s your customer; you should be asking her. God, it’s people like you who ruin the holidays!”
Me, to the little girl: “Okay, what would you like?”
(The little girl just stares blankly at me while customers are becoming pissed.)
LGM, coming clean: “Just give me a Diet Pepsi. It’s for me.”
Not Always Right | The Shock & Thaw Strategy
Tech Support | Plainfield, IN, USA
Customer: “I need a fan.”
Me: “What kind of fan?”
Customer: “A fan for where I plug my modem in.”
Me: “Do you have it with you?”
(Customer leaves and returns with the computer. A hair dryer is duct-taped to the power supply, nozzle pointing into where the fan normally sits.)
Me, dumbfounded: “Why is there a hairdryer taped to your computer?”
Customer: “Well, I have to keep it warm, or it will freeze up.”
Not Always Right | Ask, And Ye Shall Receive
Video Game Retailer | Houston, TX, USA
(December 24th, last day for Christmas shopping.)
Customer: “Do you have a Nintendo Wii?”
Me: “No sir, unfortunately we are all sold out.”
Me: “It’s just pretty much the top holiday item, sir, and we have been selling out of the Wiis non-stop since last November.”
Customer: “When do you get them in?”
Me: “I don’t know. Not until after February, probably.”
Customer: “D**n it! I have kids you know! Show some sympathy!”
Me: “So do probably 70 of the 100 people in line behind you, sir. Now is there anything else I can help you with?”
Customer: “What if I slip you a $20?”
Me: “What about, no.”
Customer thinking I’m stupid: “Well, sell me the box you have right there up on the corner of your shelf, you liar!”
Me: “I can’t sell it to you, but I guess I could give
Not Always Right | Yes, Your Highness
Retail | Cleveland, OH, USA
Me: “Excuse me, can I help you ma’am?”
Customer, in a very mean tone: “Yeah, I need a Dove bar.”
Me: “Okay, ma’am. The soaps are right over there; see the sign?”
Customer: “I’M WAITING…”
(I go and get the soap and hand it to her. Then, she shows me a list of eight other things.)
Not Always Right | Worst. Advertising. Ever
Halloween Store | Georgia, USA
(My first day on the job my manager decided that we weren’t getting enough business and proceeded to hand me a plastic pitchfork, wrap a feather boa around my neck and shove me out onto a street corner in the ghetto with a sign.)
People in a passing car: “SATANIST B***H!” *throws ketchup packets at me*
(A short time later…)
White car driven by an older man pulls up: “Miss?”
Me: *walks over* “Yes?”
Him: “How much?”
Me: “…excuse me?”
Him: “Well I don’t usually go for the satanic looking type. I guess you could get out of all that black…”
Me: “What the…oh….” *I start laughing hysterically*
him: “What? You aren’t?”
Me: *I point up towards the store* “Mister, I work for the Halloween shop…”
Him: “Oh, when do you open?”
Me: “I don’t. The store is open now t
Not Always Right | Proof That God Is A Chinese Lady
Emergency Medical Technician | New Jersey, USA
Me: “We’re going to take you to the hospital.”
Patient: “NO! I don’t wanna go there, they’ll arrest me!”
State Trooper: “Did you do anything wrong?”
Patient: “NO! I don’t wanna go to the hospital!”
Me: “Well you’re pretty banged up. We have to take you for your own good.”
Patient: “NO! The Chinese Lady is gonna stick an AIDS needle in my a**!”
Me: “There are no Chinese ladies at this hospital.”
Patient: “I’m scared! Last time I went to the hospital the Chinese lady stuck an AIDS needle in my a** and I bled out of my a**!”
Me: “Don’t worry, we won’t let any Chinese ladies near you.”
(We get to the hospital.)
Me, to my partner: “Oh my God, his nurse is Chinese.”
Patient, as we walk away: “STAY AWAY!”
The Mad Hatter, Asmodeus, Big Poppa...All these things i have been called, But never any less, Nor ironiclly any more. There ofcourse, Are people within my life, That mean very much to me. My Love, My brother, and several more, But I am an agent of Chaos, Thus This shall be a venture, within the mind, Of a truely and faithfully, MadMan. Have you taken the brief moment today, to view the magic taking place all around you, or have you passed it by, ignorant as ever. Have you taken the time, To thank, Your children, Husbands and wives, fathers and mothers, For being with you all this time, Faithfully, and completly? Have you taken notice, of the magic, of life? There are things within this realm of existance, people take for granted, to be there, day after day. Never Questioning why it is the way it is. Instances such as not taking a few moments of the day, to view that one perfect sunset, or taking the time, to watch the hummingbird, sip of the nectar, of a singular rose. Ofcourse, Peopl
My Elvis Clock..
That is on my wall looks a tad crooked,but I lack the energy too fix it.
Also its pouring outside,I love the rain and all.. I refuse too drive in it at night unless its a must.
So sadly still no tattoo.
bloody effin addiction it is now.
least its not (insert S word).
anywho moving right along too my magical 5 for today.
1.recieving comfy slippers this morning.
2.Getting over my nervousness for school.
Sitting here bored yet again...
Update from blog
... okay the guy I voted for won, so Mike Bloomberg the republican candidate is now mayor of NYC.. though it was not the 15-20 point lead he was expecting over Democrat Bill Thompson, he only won by 5 points...
...yea only posted new cause friend wanted to know who won... now that I think about it I could of just updated previous blog and not worry about it... oh well too late..well it will be when i click post.. but should I click post...should I go back and update.. lmao bored....
Lmao, the two people running for mayor who were "Independents" like Myself, got zero percent of the votes... damn will a non conservative or liberal ever win office
sommelier\suhm-uhl-YEY; Fr. saw-muh-LYEY\ , noun;1.A restaurant employee who orders and maintains the wines sold in the restaurant and usually has extensive knowledge about wine and food pairings
Now comes the mystery. - Henry Ward Beecher
Taking A Break
THis is my first Fubar blog. I'm taking a break from homework to vent! and to play my farmville. I'm really sure why I'm so stressed. Life is going good for me. I think it's mostly stress debating if I should move out or not. Dirk found a cheap apartment but not sure if I want an apartment, house or stay at home longer and save while I can. I have issues in the past with moving in with people but I know for a fact dirk is different so I know it's not an issue. Just love how things are and how well things are going WOrk is good school is good. Found out this week my bf can write. lol I open my back door to my car and found this sweet poem. I'm like wow lol. He's super cute and amazing! Holidays are starting so i'm excited about that. Big party this Saturday! but anywho I'm super tired and this blog is probably gay so I'm going to cont. my homework haha ( I know this doesn't make sense)
Our Troops Need Your Help!
1.5 Million people have served in Iraq and Afghanistan. Almost one-third of them will have a serious mental health problem such as depression or Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). That's why I'm supporting IAVA and Drowining Pool's "This is for the Soldiers" campaign to make sure the mental health needs of our troops is a top priority. Please help our men and women of the military get the help they need. It only takes a few seconds to fill in the petition form. Remember - freedom isn't free, there is a sacrifice made by each and every service member that's ever been to war. Don't let their sacifices be in vain.
sing Me To Heaven Composed By Daniel E. Gawthrop
In my heart's sequestered chambers lie truths stripped of poets' gloss
Words alone are vain and vacant, and my heart is mute
In response to aching silence, memory summons half-heard voices
And my soul finds primal eloquence, and wraps me in song
If you would comfort me, sing me a lullaby
If you would win my heart, sing me a love song
If you would mourn me and bring me to God,
sing me a requiem, sing me to Heaven
Touch in me all love and passion, pain and pleasure
Touch in me grief and comfort, love and passion, pain and pleasure
Sing me a lullaby, a love song, a requiem
Love me, comfort me, bring me to God
Sing me a love song, sing me to Heaven
How To Level Up In Fubar...
Recently it seems people have a strong urge to tell me how to level up in Fubar... For everyone's information I am totally aware of how to level up in fubar.
1. You can spend more than your monthly income on happy hours, blasts, bling and other things to level up in fubar.
2. You sit and randomly add, fan, and rate anyone and everyone that you see in the whore bar to level up in fubar.
3. You beg, you trade nudes for blings and rates in fubar.
4. I think you get it by now...
So, please, dont give me another useless and unnecessary lesson about fubar level ups, if I really gave a shit about levelling up, I would be levelling up.
Stand Tall - Burton Cummings
Never been this blue Never knew the meaning of a heartache But then again, I never lost at love before Somewhere down the road Maybe all those years will find some meaning I just can't think about them now Or live them out anymore Stand tall, don't you fall For God's sake don't go and do something foolish All you're feeling right now is silly human pride Oooooh, Stand tall, don't you fall Don't you do something you might regret later You're feelin' it like everyone, it's silly human pride Never lasted so long, no, Through so much or through so many I just can't believe I could throw it all away Sometimes late at night When there's nothing here except my old piano I'd almost give my hands to make you see my way Stand tall, don't you fall For God's sake don't go and do something foolish All you're feeling right now is silly human pride You've got me down on my knees for ya mama Stand tall, don't you fall Don't you do something you might regret later You're feelin' it like everyone It'
What The Hell Happened .....
because I am getting many many messages asking this ..... here is the run down
posted an innocent mumm
put a voting option as blow me ( should have done blowing in the wind )
mumm was removed and I got banned
immediatley I could not comment from this acct
no one is telling me why I am banned
I see no point in fubar if I cant raise hell in the mumms
therefore my alter ego Helly will take my place for now
What am I saying by all this? Look, listen, perceive, and you will always be lost. The wheel looses you into believing. Faith added, you believe and you sustain yourself and the wheel of life.
I am trying my best to avoid something. The last Trime that I had on February 20th was nothing but TMO. Death, basically negates any promise, oath, vow, and cetainly any contract.
Yes, I have the goods and I intend, never, to take action on it. All will be better off on the wheel forever on the wheel you will be. At least within the mundane there is safety.
Anyone ever live in a haunted house? This is my second one and I own this one. We made peace but the trick is not to get sucked in. Loud as can be until I took certain action. No to Exorcisim. Leave that to those that believe it will help. What action did I take? Same one I'm taking against the idioits that are going to scare me to stay here. Yank that chain and I'll make sure I'll be yanking yours on the same side. On the other side there is no need to sleep, pay bills, and no gratafications like sex or anything else. Guess what? I can access both now and on the other side I'll be able to access whatever I wish. You have to sleep, eat, drink, toilet, and fear or emotions. I guess Jo-Ann never caught it? I disassociate the personality to do many things. Where did I learn this? Does it matter? There is a critic to the back and to the left as I look back. I'm thinking, please, kid, get a life doing something. Even watching TV. Try the cross word, I don't care what you do long as your not
I work at a hotel, at the front desk, and in almost three years have never been yelled at. Unlike all of my coworkers. People say I have a bitch face, and look like Ima stab someone if they keep talking shit. Which I would.
I have a method: If someone says something stupid, or starts laughing like an ass, I just stare at them. Right in the eyes. Until they shut up and realize how stupid they are.
What are some other methods?
The Pain Never Stops
the pleasure of painthe pain of pleasurethey are one and the samethe sweet lustto give leave to this temptationand the love of self-mutalation
Motivations....in My Own Words
Good: Your wife's not talking to you.Bad: She wants a divorce.Ugly: She's a lawyer.Good: Your son is finally maturing.Bad: He's involved with the Woman next door.Ugly: So are you.Good: Your son studies a lot in his room.Bad: You find several porn movies hidden there.Ugly: You're in them.Good: Your hubby and you agree, no more kids.Bad: You can't find your birth control pills.Ugly: Your 13 year old daughter borrowed them.Good: Your husband understands fashion.Bad: He's a cross-dresser.Ugly: He looks better than you.Good: You give the "birds and bees" talk to your daughter.Bad: She keeps interrupting.Ugly: With corrections.Good: Your son is dating someone new.
Bad: It's another man.Ugly: He's your best friend.Good: Your daughter got a new jobBad: As a hooker.Ugly: Your coworkers are her best clients.Way Ugly: She makes more money than you do
Sitting here bored out of My skull watching NY1 waiting for the ballots to be counted, polls close at 9 PM EST for the 2009 Mayoral Election. I voted for the republican candidate Bloomberg so now waiting to see if the guy I voted for will winOh noes republican, Lmao, I am an independent not Republican or Democrat I believe this is how politics should be, I make up My mind given who the candidate is and what they are about, I do not vote for the simplistic dullard basis of what political party they are onNow pondering what the hell to do, Me being the politically interested fuck as I am cancelled plans to watch who will win...okay I am bored entertain Me. *goes to My salute folder and look at the salutes people made Me…damn you should make Me one*…am not a sports fan but shall see if the Yankees will win Game 4 tomorrow night..Someone asked what am I eating for dinner…Hm.. Tuna Fish on wheat bread with lettuce, and some Orange juice, no I am not a health nut it is j
Motivation Is Something I Appreciate In Jokes And Quotes And Here Are A Few....
Who cares about Russia? What did they ever give us, really? That stinkin' dressing? We had ketchup and mayonnaise the whole time, people.
What makes men chase women they have no intention of marrying?The same urge that makes dogs chase cars they have no intention of driving.
Q: How do crazy people go through the forest?A: They take the psycho path
A spokesperson for the U. S. Mint announced that a new fifty-cent piece was being issued to honor two great American patriots.On one side of the coin would be Teddy Roosevelt and on the other side, Nathan Hale.Asked why two people were going to be on the same coin, the official replied, "Now, when you toss a coin you can simply call,'Ted's or Hale's'."
Good: Your wife's not talking to you.Bad: She wants a divorce.Ugly: She's a lawyer.Good: Your son is finally maturing.Bad: He's involved with the Woman next door.Ugly: So are you.Good: Your son studies a lot in his room.Bad: You find several porn movies hidden there.Ugly:
To All My "witchy" Friends, Happy New Year!
“Between the heavens and the earth The way now opens to bring forth The Hosts of those who went on before; Hail! We see them now come through the Open Door.
Now the veils of worlds are thin; To move out you must move in. Let the Balefires now be made, Mine the spark within them laid.
Move beyond the fiery screen, Between the seen and the unseen; Shed your anger and your fear, Live anew in a new year!”
Hello you fubar fucks LOL JK.
Well anyways I like to add effects to photos and other things. So if you would like me to make you a photo effect photo check out what I have made and just hit me up.
Nov 2, 09 Melanie
On Nov 2,09 my sister was head out to meet a personfrom here and was in a terrible auto accident, A drunkdrive pulled in front of her..She is in serious,butstable condition. She has not woke up since the accident.
All we can do at this point is pray for her.I am doingmy best to stay by her side and talk to her.I hear thatit can help someone in a Coma, I have also started toplay some music for her while I am in with her.
Today Nov 3, 09 the doctor says that we have to wait tosee what happens,She does not seem to have any injuriesto her brain,She does have a broken leg,She was in surgerytoday having some pins put in her leg and she is bruised up pretty good.
I will keep everyone up to date as I am updated.
NOV 5, 09
There is still no change in the condition of my sister
she has been moving abit which is a good sign, Yesterday
she went into surgery to have pins put in her leg. I have a feeling
its just a matter of time before we have her back, please dont
give up hope and keep us
I Feel As Though I Have Hit Rock Bottom And This Seemed Inspiring
Someday I hope to find the courage to share my story with the world – but for now I would like to say this:
I know what it is like to hit rock bottom. And it’s not pretty. But I can, however, say with 100 % certainty that it is one of the best things to happen to me. “Rock bottom” can be what you make of it. It can turn deadly, or become the biggest inspiration in your life.
Here are my top reasons for considering the hardest time in my life to be the biggest blessing. Someday perhaps I will go into details.
1. There comes a time in your life when “it can’t get any worse than this” actually comes true. At that moment- realize that there is only one way to go from there: UP. The thing with hitting rock bottom is this: You can only go up from there- things can only get better. The worse has come and is now staring you point blank in the face.
2. It is when you find yourself alone, standing at the worst point in your life, when yo
GHOST SEX A professor at the Oklahoma University was giving a lecture on the supernatural. To get a feel for his audience, he asks, 'How many people here believe in ghosts?' About 90 students raise their hands. 'Well, that's a good start. Out of those who believe in ghosts, do any of you think you have seen a ghost?' About 40 students raise their hands. 'That's really good. I'm really glad you take this seriously. Has anyone here ever talked to a ghost?' About 15 students raise their hand. 'Has anyone here ever touched a ghost? Three students raise their hands. 'That's fantastic. Now let me ask you one question further....Have any of you ever made love to a ghost? Way in the back, Bubba raises his hand. The professor takes off his glasses, and says
Me And U Date Tips Maybe..
im thinking fo when u want to date someone what can u say or do?
movie is nive but i wouldnt do that on a first date
maybe meet and and have a great dinner or just talk,take a walk,buy your date a coffee and have a good time :)
Shaking of the hands,
Migraines in the head.
Pressure of others,
Surrounding the packed mind.
Thoughts never stopping.
Body being run over,
By a foreign creature.
Skin soft as silk,
Pale as the moon.
Nature eyes turning red,
Thoughts of death are gaining up on her.
She will not do what others say.
She will die,
Instead of killing others.
She is suffering slowly,
Blood in the body is decreasing.
Hunger growing stronger,
The sanity of mind is fanitly still there.
She is growing weaker.
Becoming more and more like an animal.
Not knowing what is wrong and what is right.
Sanity completely gone.
The smell of blood is appealing.
She is gone
Hoff & Winehouse - One In The Same
David Hasselhoff has compared himself to Amy Winehouse - insisting their drink problems are "a universal problem."
The "Baywatch" star was admitted to rehab last month amid reports he accidentally hit a doctor during a booze binge.
He downplayed the reports, but has also been hospitalized on two separate occasions this year, reportedly suffering from alcohol poisoning.
And now Hasselhoff has admitted he is aware of his problems - and compared himself to the Brit singer, who has also battled addiction.
He says, "The problem that I've experienced in my own life and some of the stuff that's been documented about Amy is a universal problem.
"It's an illness. You don't wake up in the morning and decide to have this problem."
Tech Support, I Didnt Write, Found On Internet
Woman's note to Tech Support: Last year, I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0, and I noticed a distinct slowdown in the overall performance, particularly in the flower and jewelry applications, which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5. Much to my surprise, Husband 1.0 contained additional undesirable programs such as NFL 5.0, NHL 4.3, and ESPN 2.0. Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and Housecleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix the problems, to no avail. What can I do? Response from Tech Support: First, keep in mind that Boyfriend 5.0 is an entertainment package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system. Try installing Guilt 3.0. If that application works as designed, Husband 1.0 should automatically run the applications Jewelry 2.0 and Flowers 3.5. Remember, overuse of the above applications can cause a default to Grump
Jesse's Life Story
Life had been good for Jesse, a loving family, good friends, even a dog that brought him his slippers every evening. One Morning, waking from a "late night at work". He noticed his house was no longer a home. The wife and kids had left sometime earlier that year, even the dog stopped coming home. "Where did I go wrong?" he asked himself. It couldn't be the drink, he thought, for when he drank everyone around him was his friend, laughing at his jokes, and he knew it wasn't the drugs, because everyone would come by his house to say "high". He pondered this for months. Then one day n the spring, when the showers were pourng down, he came upon a solution, a solution that would stop the loneliness, stop the headaches, and the stomache cramps. The solution was easy, but a process that would totaly change his life. For change was the one thing he needed. Most of his "friends" didn't make the cut, for to stop the noise in his life, the sounds of parties was one of the first th
The Nobleman And His Daughter
Once in medieval times in a medieval kingdom there was a nobleman who had many fine sons and one timid daughter named Naomi. The sons grew up and went into training for knighthood. The daughter might have been useful as a match for some scion of another noble, but though she was winsome enough, she was so shy that she hid her face when any of that type was present. Her father despaired of finding a husband for her, but she was his only daughter and she was infinitely precious in his eyes, so he bore with it. One day a hunting party from a neighboring region passed by. It asked asylum for the night, as it had wandered astray in the pursuit of game and had too many leagues to travel to avoid nightfall. The nobleman granted it, and the party rode into the castle. The hunting party consisted of a young foreign nobleman, four young knights, and a dozen squires, pages, and servants, together with their horses, dogs and falcons. The castle staff rose to the occasoin. An excel
The wicked can never sleep. Never truly sleep in a way everyone else does. Theres no sleep for those who cant look themselves in the mirror, having no care for others that mean nothing to you. The wicked are everywhere, clothed in what is supposed to be the way. Whats the way though. Is it what you think or what others are telling you. There is a point in time when you have to just not care for those that mean nothing and become that wicked person. Just like the song says " There ain't no sleep for the wicked, till we close our eyes for good." To be one of those wicked people can mean many things, the good or the bad. Thats something for you do decided, me thats something i deal with on my own.
as this haunting day goes on,I am in despair.as this haunting day goes on,I dare not share.lonely heart and mind,please go back in rewind. as this haunting day goes on,I become trapped.as this haunting day goes on,I am being stripped.all my feeling taken from me,even though I am now free.nothing left of me,just the feelings everyone can see. as this haunting day goes on,all I can feel is pain.as this haunting day goes on,I am being drained.all my love is gone,as it shines above the stars.please come back down,or I’ll fall to the ground. as this haunting day goes on,I become over done.as this haunting day goes on,I am no longer amongest them.I come back to my senses,I can see what is happening. as this glorious day goes on,I can fly to the sky.as this glorious day goes on,I now saw good-bye.
Me And U
Thinking today about love, and first dates, where people wanna meet and which things u rather not do on a date and which things you love to do on a date :) *
*Dinner is great to get to know eachother :)
* be honest :)
Honesty people honesty :)
colder then a dead bodyyet I am fully alivehow can that befor you cant even seeI don’t feel coldI feel numbhad the feeling for years nowwhy doesn't anyone understand that feelingis it to unreeling to feelonly ones who been through so much pain can understand numbits as empty and hollow as a skeletonnot knowing what is going onEverything is spinningLost in one’s thoughtsEverything is blurredLooking blank although thee is day dreaming hands now wrinkle and oldWhite as snow from the coldwhat is happening tome?am I trapped in this world forever?I want to feel!I want to be loved!I want joy!oh god, why can't feel?I am so desperate!someone please save me!I don't even know why feel like this anymore!what is...happening....to.....m e...... I awake from my trancedI feel as cold as iceI am cryingI'm feeling so much painI know whybut ill never dare sharefor the world knows anywayMy heart always been brokenwaiting for someone to put it back togetheruntil then I am shatteredand forever s
Separation Causes Connection
the point of this,is to take away the pain.so why instead,do i feel more pain.leaving an horrid stain,in the bottom of my destroyed heart.the liquid trickling down;giving chills down my very spine.the colour so red and bold:i am enjoying this ungrateful pleasure too much.It hurt him when i told what thing i have done,I felt hopeless and weak.He told me to never worry,he told me he will take care of me and all will be ok.My friends hidden in the darkness of this scene.They will always remain hidden.Only the few who know,Will keep it forever untold.Me and him are no longer one,Pictures no longer make me feel content.He feels the same though he never tries to share.our past is marked,our past is destroyed and forever therei will always think of him,i will always feel what he feel:forever here and now:until the tragic end.
Against Her Will
She won't think about it.She can't feel the world.All she knows is,She is in love.He cares about her.That is why he tells her,She can't love him.She tried,Instead she wanted to die.He took her soul,A soul that is hard to find.He took it.He doesn't want to give it back,Even though he wants to.He doesn't want to be her Romeo,She is trying to be his Juliet.Instead all she will ever be,Is a lonely Capulet.
One shoe off,Same with the other.One sock off,Same with the other. Rolling up her pants.Tying her hair back. One foot goes into the water,Same with the other.One makes a splash,So does the other. Going deeper in.Her pants disappearing. One foot doesn't hit the bottom,Neither does the other.The shirt is gone,Showing colourful slimy scales. She unties her hair,Goes under the bay. she leaves a note,As well as a poem.It says her farewells,As well as her good-byes. Splash!
Wish Be Gone
People not caring where your from.People promising not to give you harm.Life shooting through your eyes,Past, Present, and Future: nothing hides.Life is like the guillotine.Everyone just wishing for the blade to fall.Once it starts to happen and once the blade is ready to fall,You want it to stop!You want your life back.It is too late though,Your first wish is still happening.You made the ultimate wish.The last wish anyone can make.Your life is ending,So move on.Now we are back to the scene,Your hands tied up and head stuck through a hole.Crying and wishing you weren't there.Paying for a crime that you never have done.Stop crying and praying:Take a deep breath........It is done.As everyone cheers that you are gone,There are few who forever will miss you.Those were the few that wish and hoped you never have made that wish.The few whose wishes were made to save you,Were cancelled because you made your wish first.Good luck to you,Where ever you may be.I am leaving the noisy crowd,Walking
Anger And Me
Anger and me do not get along.I can never hold a grudge. I get angry yes i do but i never lashout.the only time i do is under extreme stress and if it is that mother F*cker Shamus LEE who hit my sister while she was 8 months pregnant losing my nephew.
People that piss me off....Woman beaters,rapist,sex offenders,women who are afraid to take action in which they are suffering.I am a ladies advocate in everymanner. I have the utmost respect for magority of them.
You will never fear me hitting a woman or kids. There are extenuating circumstances in which i will hit a man. but they are rare.
Im a talker or if i get angry i will lose myself in a video game or draw or right or walk. but that is me.
My Feelings On Love And How I Am
You can never love enough but it is wise to guard your heart. Do I follow this......NO. I feel that if you cannot love to the fullest you cannot live.
Is there such a thing as being to clingy?NO. Two sides are argued in my favor on this one. One: The passion and closesness of a couple cannot be distanced by being "too close" but can only be strengthened,albeit there is seperate times apart like work school and all but you could never be too close. Two:If you are "too close" you cannot and will not be accused of anything,for you are already there. But there is a fine line of being close and Stalking.Yes you can stalk in a relationship.
Me personally. I will give up everything and start over for love if i feel it. If I say I Love You to you i mean it fully with my heart i do not joke around with that. It has caused me a lot of pain and heart break but i will never change that. I love to spoil "my Girl" poems, walking on the beach, a massage, going out, roses just for the hell of it, ki
This one's quick. I promise.
Want to find a quick way to annoy me? And I mean, quicker than camping my cash flow in fuMafia every hour would, or quicker than shouting me with urgent questions when my status indicates I'm not here or even logged in?
I know Fubar is all about rating people and getting rated back. Why do people feel it is necessary to comment "rated" or "fanned" or "re-rated" as a status comment as though I cannot read my bar tab?
If I'm here, and you rated me, it's in my bar tab. I don't filter those out. I will get back to you. Maybe not immediately (especially if my status has the letters "BBL" in it), but it will happen. There's no need to remind me by leaving me a status comment telling me you did -- hell, I'll take shoutbox over that any day. At least I don't have to look at the annoying yellow text saying "You have a new status comment!" and get my hopes up that someone cared enough to say something profound.
A Lil Fam History On Me And About Me
I am a man who has been hurt in many ways but does not let that stop him in his tracks. I am in touch with my feelings and talk them out to the one i will love. Currently there is noone in that category at the moment so im stuck putting it here in this stupid ass blog. I was not raised by my "family" but by my grandpa rip. when he passed I learned through the abuse. Mental,shrugged that off, Physical, learned what not to be, sexually, learned and found rage. But I thanked the man called my father for he has shown me everything not to be.
Thus one day when i have kids,whether or not they are my own or are, i know what not to do.NOONE should of went through what i went through,but im glad i was strong enough to pull through it all. Yes i want kids my own or not. I want to show them the world and help them through lifes struggles.
The demon inside screams for blood in the event of a wrong doing and he is not understanding.
But only clear tears flow from outside the host body that once was. All muscle and motor skills frozen in time at the shock of it all.
What is depression but not satisfying the inner demon and not being able to move?
Fit Is Key
There has been a growing trend to live a healthier life, whether it is starting out by eating right or going to the gym and hitting the iron every day, there is no wrong way to go about it. In working towards a healthier population, this fad is actually one that does some good even though the reasons for doing so may be somewhat cosmetically inclined. In choosing the right facility one should look for one that is close enough so that you are willing to go even at the laziest of times, and the closer it is, the less of an excuse you have of not going. It should be a comfortable space where you can go about your own routine without feeling inadequate or overshadowed by muscular giants. Learn about one of Toronto's leading exercise and training facilities on Extreme Fitness. Not only do they supply top of the line equipment to achieve all of your personal fitness goals, their hot yoga Toronto consulting programs are personalized to fit your needs and your pace. The trainers
A gasp of breath,
a sudden death,
the tale has begun.
Night has patterns that can be read
less by the living than by the dead.
Night can be sweet as a kiss,
though not on a night like this.
if love was the closest that human beings could hope to come to immortality-which is how i feel when being with you-then i have been given a key to life everlasting when i found you my loveing esposa.....................
My First Involvement In An Art Museum! This Thursday!
"Off The Wall" art fundraiser/exhibit @ the Riverside Art Museum.
a local artist exhibition to expose local community artists and give us all a chance to meet greet and even sell artwork.
another great advancement of my slowly climbing art carreer.
its awesome to know im part of a museum's exhibition...with no schooling, no portfolio or people to "know"...just being an artist is what is asked for.
i never thought i would be able to display and/or sell my artwork at an Art museum...but i was proved wrong.
a great morale booster and proof that if you stick to your guns or cans haha...eventually it will be noticed i aint bullshittin about being an artist.
its exciting and nerve wracking at the same time.
yet knowing there will be wine and cheese served among my infections and other artists's work gives me a great devious feeling as a "lowbrow" artist and DIY underground artist.
has the times changed?
do people want to see original art instead of remakes and tradit
Fast ForwardA hole in one
the petals are wilting. A breeze arrives and it suddenly freezes. Snakes of Christ, the venom is flowing. My veins collapse and everything glows in a shade of blue.I bite on your lips, the sugary sweet taste of your pain
I can taste all your screams in a lightning-like kiss.Im watching the clouds rush on by
fast forwarding past the grayest sky. I see you in a vision now...like an apparition gone awry...then back in its course and into my life.I take a deep breath and feel the electricity surge around my seams. Cant help but think that Im fading away here
no tears to be cried for the ducts have all dried and Im stuck inside this question mark. The leaves have departed from the trees, the seeds are all hollow, the stillness is shallow and this silence speaks volumes
my faithful companion.The years they fade in and then fade out
the lines on my face much deeper now-and the friends that I had are nowhere to be found because everyone changes and hardly anyone r
I'm Not Pretty!
Okay i was rating pix and i have noticed this shit alot lately and have ranted about it before but now i need to rant this in print.
1. girls and guys who have playboy bunny background! i am not pretty enough nor naked enough to have playboy bunnies scrolling in my background. i think it takes some balls for an ugly old woman to think she is that amazing to refer to herself as a bunny and have the bunny heads floating around her background. REALITY CHECK! HUGH HEFNER WONT SLEEP WITH YOU, YOU ARE HIS AGE!
2. MORPHS!! now the playboy bunnies arent as bad as this, you are ugly! you have a pic of yourself morphing between yourself and christina agulira wtf! are you kidding me or yourself? haha you dont look like her or anyone else you morph into! if you are going to morph into someone be realistic. dont even try to look that good you will hurt yourself and it will cost way too much money. so instead of wasting the time to make that pic to make someone think you resemble a celebrity GO T
has hijacked the tunes@ Bad Habitz Radio
For some time many of us have wondered who is Jack Shit? We find ourselves at a loss when someone says, You dont know Jack Shit? Well, thanks to my efforts you can now respond in an intellectual way. Jack Shit is the only son of Awe Shit who married O Shit, the owners of Knee Deep N Shit Inc. In turn Jack Shit married Noe Shit. The couple had 6 children: Holie Shit, Giva Shit, Fulla Shit, Bull Shit, and the twins Deep Shit and Dip Shit. Deep Shit married Dumb Shit, a high school dropout. After 15 years, Jack and Noe Shit got divorced and she married Ted Sherlock and became Noe Shit Sherlock. Meanwhile, Dip Shit married Lota Shit and had a rather nervous disposition named Chicken Shit. Fulla Shit n Giva Shit married the Happens brothers n had a double wedding. The newspaper invited everyone to the Shit-Happens wedding. Bull Shit traveled the world and returned home with an italian bridePisa Shit. So from now on, no one can tell you that you dont know Jack Shit!
9 More Stupid Things...
1) I'm really close to morally baseless...or bankrupt. No, I'm serious...don't ask me "Would you ever...?" because you probably don't want the answer.
Or you do want the answer, you filthy perverts.
2) Yes I know you're 18 and you're really proud of your tits...but chances are I hit on your mom years ago, so don't be insulted when I tell you to put them away.
3) Okay, your purposly misspelled name is very witty. Happy now es "CummingToGetchu" is very clever...
4) I know more about music than you do. Just move on.
5) Tom Waits owns you...and PWNZ J00
6) The quickest way to my heart is directly through the thoracic cavity.
7) No I don't want to see your shitty tattoos. Yes I know I know you can see mine when I wear shorts...trust me, it's not an invitation.
8) Yes it fucking hurt...I stick metal through my face...just think for a moment before you ask.
9) And yes...it's exactly that thick.
I saw and felt it buildingdark, forboding, welcome.The heat, intense, would soon be broken, gentled, relieved.I did what was needed knowing what soon would occur.Nature, in Her fury would releaseher strikes and crashes.The stillnessbegan to unravelas the the first rumblings were heard and felt.I felt the electricity,the air crackled about me.The taste and smell were unmistakeable.I was enveloped by the moisturegentle at firstthen an outpouring,soon I was drenched.Then with a final screamyou came.
(by someone I love)
Love On The Internet
Though I wasn't looking for anyone new,One day I got e- mail and in it was you.Charming, sensitive and so debonair,I strongly resisted it go anywhere.But letters and stories captured my heart,Filled me with passion almost from the start.Love on the Internet, how could it be?These things just don't happen to people like me.But doves and butterflies flew into our lives,Carrying messages we could not deny.Each person has meaning and love to express,And we could deny our hearts nothing less.It's a beautiful love that has grown between us,Something beyond any words we discuss.Much deeper than LOL, cyber kisses and such,Far down to our souls, beyond human touch.My love's not confined by what it can see,I feel you, I taste you, I experience your dream.Close my eyes, and I envision what in my heart I can hear,"Love knows no boundaries, no distance, no fear."It's the soul that captures God's love in a wayThat eternally melts hearts together to stay.Fused and sealed forever as one,Love has its w
its great to have Friends that you trust
Am bored so figure I would pose questions to those on My list.
If I slapped your ass and tied you would you
[A] Cry and want Me to stop
[B] Cry and get turned on
[C] Ask for more and suggest other things
[D] Stare scared, and become worried about what would happen next.
If I kneed you the balls and told you I screwed your girlfriend would you...
[A] Say great, cause you could not satisfy her.
[B] Cry and tell Me how much you loved her(which case I would grin and walk off)
[C] Stare shocked that I would screw your disease infested girlfriend you pimp out
[D] Go to cry to your mother
I am addicted to being bored...damn.. entertain Me.
In another blog I wrote about Sandy, This is about her mom Terry.
Terry was 33 (she had Sandy when she was 15) and had two other daughters ages 16 & 14 and a son 12.
I went to their house one afternoon to pick up Sandy and Terry told me that she wasn't there but would be back in little while, she went to get the kids. Terry was wearing a bathrobe and drinking from a bottle of wine. She invited me in to wait. I sat in a chair in livingroom and Terry flopped down on the sofa. When she did her robe came open a little and it appeared that she wasn't wearing much under it if she was wearing anything at all. There was some soft porn movie on tv and Terry started to touch herself lightly. Between the movie and her I was getting a little turned on so dropped my hand to my crotch and gave it a little squeeze. Terry sat up, letting the robe all the way and asked me if I saw anything I like. I said "yeah" and she began to finger her pussy and pinch her nipples. Terry then said I could take jac
When I was in the service they often paired younger guys with some older ones sort of like a mentor. These mentors were know as sea daddys. I was a sea daddy to this kid Josh that was also my room mate. Josh had been dating this girl Sandy and she called Daddy. After she Josh broke up we still remained friends. One afternoon while Sandy and I was sitting around having a few coldies I asked her why they had broken up. Sandy didn't want to tell me so I said whatever. We had a couple of more beers and Sandy asked me if I had ever had anal and I said that I had. Sandy explained that she never had and wanted to with Josh but he refuses, saying it was nasty. I told it was incredible if done correctly and Sandy got up and went back to my bedroom. I waited about a minute and went back to find her naked on my bed. I'd seen Sandy naked around the apartment before and she always took my breath away. Sandy was about 5'5", 115lbs and her breast were about the size of a softball but her greatest fea
Peanut Butter And Jelly Before The Battle Of Jericho
Forget Mapquest, forget Yahoo, forget Bing, I know the easiest directions to get to KHRT radio station if you’re here in Minot! I thought I remembered how to get there in order to pick up a ticket I’d won to Ballet Magnificat’s performance of “The Scarlet Cord”, a ballet based on the story of Rahab from the Old Testament book of Joshua, that will be shown tomorrow night at Minot State University at seven p.m. And I did barely … then after I bought my ticket (winning yesterday saved me ten dollars; I was the first AND second caller when they announced they were giving tickets away) this morning and had a week ago talked Martha into going with me, I’m on cloud nine-point-one.
Back to Sunday school, Sarah is really picking up a lot from being there. The preschool story was about the battle of Jericho and how Joshua and the Israelites had to march seven times around the city before they blew the trumpets and the walls fell. Obviously our chu
The Morning After Reality
The Morning After Reality
Can someone in all honesty fall in love with someone and know in there heart and in there mind that it will never happen. Can two souls be so alike.. being in total sincronicity with one another ..knowing that just a single kiss could ruin this. Why do complications of the heart always fog the better of ones judgment .. is it the lack or reason or thought .. can love have purpose other then just the common thread that we all see it as .. Why can loving someone have such larger meaning and devotion yet cant. What is truly love.. a thought or a concept of what happiness is. When does happiness become love, just the simple questions one never thinks yet alone asks ..
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Someone I recently met tells me I'm making a mistake by not having this surgery. I may truly be. I cannot forget what took place about this surgery and they are rather outrageous.
Anyone can spit, cough, or vomit up the truth regarding the whole issue. I am all ears. I am open and receptive.
What I receive from this is nothing much, however, I see what is behind it. I see my Cardiologist right before Thanksgiving. I may be inclined to have it done. What I had to do is almost finished. Who knows I may soon be done?
In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question "What kind of man are you looking for?"
She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, "do you really want to know?"
Reluctantly, he said "Yes".
She began to expound... "As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can't do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man...or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, 'What can you bring to the table?'"
The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. She quickly corrected his thought and stated, "I am not referring to money. I need something more. I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life."
He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain. She said "I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation
9 Things Noone Needed To Know
1) I draw comic books partially for a living...no I'm fucking serious.
2) Ketchup chips own you.
3) DP is Double Penetration, not Dr. Pepper...I don't care if we're in the 7-11, I WILL begin laughing childishly at you.
4) Every joke in the world is counteracted by the phrase "your mom". Accept it.
5) Noone reads your blogs. They say they do, but come on, that's just to get in your pants.
6) Using round numbers for lists is gay.
7) Yes God watches you masturbate...but he likes it. Filthy voyeur.
8) Nothing is better than Pez.othing...except Pez during a rather demeaning sexual act in relative public display.
9) I have serious issues with words beginning with "I" ...except for I...which I'm selfish enough to be great with.
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So I Woke Up Exhausted...
On the phone with Princess until 2am. Had to be up for work at 5am. My own stupidity. Yes, I was a completely selfish asshole to probably the most wonderful woman in the world. Much apologizing ensued on my part. Moral of the story, be a jackass, wake up tired.
Had to do a job interview today. Didn't go well. I hate crushing someone's hope for something better. Especially here. I've come to really like these people. Amazing, since their Pashtun cousins in Afghanistan are mostly sub-human troglodytes. I've found Pakistani Pashtuns to be warm, friendly people. I hate seeing them get blown up.
Spent some time this afternoon hanging with the Pakistani cops drinking chai. Great bunch of guys really. Most hospitable people in the world. I honestly like them far better than some of the imbecile Americans I work with. Its amazing how one side of their society can be so byzantine and conspiratorial, while on the other hand, they can also be the most simple and giving of people
So yesterday my phone took a shit on me... Just plain ol' stopped working. Wont even turn on anymore... I havent even had this one for a month :|
So if anyones tried texting me or something since, Im not getting them, its not that Im ignoring you or anything...
Ok, maybe YOU Im ignoring :p
I walked into my sister's kitchen and found my nephew, Dewey, having a snack. "Where's your mother?" I asked. "She said she was going to have a shower. Just a second, I'll see." Dewey went to the kitchen tap and turned the hot water on full blast. An indignant yell came from above. Dewey calmly turned off the tap and said, "Yep, she's in the shower."
So quick run down of my weekend...
Friday i was dreading, my girlfriend wanted to go out and its been years since i went out drinking and dancing. I believe i dread it cause i hate hangovers... i feel like i wasted a day.. needless to say about 8 coke and crown royals and to many dirty hookers to count I was doing some sort of crazy dancing and i believe i actually did an impression of the pee wee herman.. don't ask cause the nights a blur.. there's more but i wont bore you with details about that....
Saturday I remember why i hate drinking.. I spent the day in bed. Jeff brought me breakfast and lunch there. I finally got up sometime to go rent movies and pick up my car then went directly back to bed....
Sunday I went riding I am now jumping high jumps... I close my eyes and go for it.. The thrill of holding on to a horse while he jumps over a jump is amazing.. I love the speed and Frasier is speedy... Hes 18 hands so hes not a little horse and its amazing to be on his back and go.
I just found out the funeral is set for Friday at 10am. This has been a horrible past 24 hours and I am still realing from the whole thing. My friend started dating a man and he started beating her. She kicked him out about a month ago. It was just a week ago that she filed a restraining order against him. He had already tried to strangle her once in the past two months. She has been scared every since. She was a very strong independant woman and refused to get help any sooner. If she had she may still be alive. Now all of her family and friends and our community have to deal with her being gone forever. She impacted the lives of everyone who met her. Good or bad these impacts will stay with us forever, and she will always be in my heart.
Blessed be the waters of your life.May your blood be strong.May the flow from your loin be joyful and fertile.Blessed be all your life-waters.Blessed be the earth of your body.May your muscles be strong and fearless.May your heart beat with love, soul, vigour and courage.
Me In A Nutsack...nutshell
I am a pervert. A real one. Like those creepy old men
I LOVE Spongebob
I watch cartoons
My middle name is Grigoryevna
I bite my lips til they bleed
I love cute lil furry animals
I dont get grossed out by anything, except for watching sloppy fat people eat
I have a severe ADD
I do lots of very weird, random shit
I meet people off the nets just to hang out when I get bored
I have never met anyone more weird or crazy than me
I am not afraid of people, but I have a deadly fear of worms
I LIVE for salty pickles
I met my hubby at night on a train, after he followed me to the parking lot
Feel I Am Living A Double Life
For some time now I feel like I am living a double life here at home.
I feel like I am crossed between ..Rodney Dangerfield (no respect) and Cinderella and her wicked step mother and sisters.
The part I feel like Rodney is simply this...I have hurt my foot really bad to the point of hobbling around the house attempting to clean the house and make the suppers..etc you get the picture.
I am all ways trying to figure out nice meals to give and deserts for my family. Example : from 8 am to 12 noon, I spent, cleaning and chopping a pumkin and a wee one , cooked it down.....mashed it....puree it just to make them pumkin pies,,,,,,on top of that, I made stuff peppers, did the dishes from lastnight cause no one bothered. All this on a sore foot.
NOT dam one of them said great job , food taste good , why dont you sit down and let us clean up .
The Cinderella part is ..weres my shirt, did you do the laundry I havent any clothes, did you make the phone call for me and on and on,.
People Like Me..
Only love it when it rains for the huge puddles that form into lakes on the side of the road,make an evil face while giggling too self and haul ass thru em too create a wave that I promise doesn't come into contact with other cars or people walking..swear.
Still finger paint.
Will player a game,lets say street fighter..that might lose 5 times in a row but is on cloud 9 when finally get a win in,jumps on the bed and does a touch down dance for 10 minutes.
Have too draw on everything,be it recipts..old void cheques..anything that is in arms reach.
Still play hide and go seek.
Suck at most card games,but rocks at go fish.
tucks her feet into her blanket at night,due too fear of the monster under the bed.
Still sits like an Indian on the floor whenever possible.
Still watches saturday morning cartoons.
thinks pop tarts are nassy.
Have too finish everything I start, I cant put it down or walk away from something..then come back too it,its just not gonna happen.
Dont believe in pa
Rude People..let's Kill Em All!
So i was on msn before and noticed a couple friends off here on and sent a hi and nothing!...or they just switch off.
i get a gut full of rude people in reality let alone in cyber.
anyway, answer me or i'll fucking delete you!
You were all I could think about , You snuck into my dreams ,You made me feel like a beautiful woman inside , When you stopped & stared at me ,You played games with your eyes like you were in disguise, Hiding from me like a child,I thought I really loved you , I thought that it was really true , I thought there was a man inside of you....
In The Dark Places Where She Dwell
So much sadnessyears of sufferingA long night of painShe struggled for rapturefor something to cling tosomething to hold dearAlone in her tormentno refuge from the hurtinganywhere in sightinner turmoil she fledheavy heart full of dreaddemons aplentystalked her each dayfound her in darknesswhere she layA plan to find comfortin ending her daysso brief a climaxmay she have found restfrom her long light of painand the dark places where she dwelled
Inside It Hurt
pushed away for too long, little bastard child I amno easy thing this life of sorrownot just to survive, but to thrivemy mind is in dismaymy heart is in demiseI show this world my propagandataken for truththis masterpiece must go onburying my soul wishing for deaths holdbegging to be savedthe worst of it all, the pain comes again tomorrow.
Wrongest Website Ever
Just been looking at this in the office, and eff me if this isn't the wrongest thing... EVAR.
I Have Had It
i am currently saving all my pics in preparation to leave this site. i cant stand the ignorance and hypocrisy anymore. i am commiting fu-cide. all my $$ will go to nova. fuck this site and its stupidity. it is a cess pool of all that is wrong with society.....except all the ppl i like of course :)
find me on face book if you care too....samantha stewart
Bejeweled - 1/31/09
Where do you find the encrusted crown of beauty, the monstrosity of the shards of hatred, the bejeweled?
Do you reach for the bespangled frenetic energy of destruction, the bedazzling pool of light of creation, the bejeweled?
Too easy marks are the stars above, the galaxies afar, so look beyond the bounds of the overflowing jewelry box on your dresser.
The sparkling gems in a laughing child’s eyes, bejeweled.
Iridescent explosions of crystal death in the carnage of annihilation that makes us lesser.
The glistening, glittering tears of those in the throes of suffering, bejeweled.
Compassion shimmers as the luster of benevolence makes us better.
I revel in the kaleidoscopic landscape of humanity, I am bejeweled.
The True Best Friend
Best friends need not meet up often to make sure that the friendship remains constant. The trust between best friends is such that if one friend falls in trouble, the other will not think twice to help. If the bond between two friends is strong, true friends can endure even long distances. For them, geographical separation is just a part of life. It would not affect their friendship. They make it a point to stay in touch, even in the verge of being exhausted due to the drudgery of everyday life. True friendship never fades away. In fact, it grows better with time. True friendship thrives on trust, inspiration and comfort. Best friends come to know, when the other person is in trouble, merely by listening to their "Hello" over the phone. They can even understand each other's silence. True friends don't desert each other when one is facing trouble. They would face it together and support each other, even if it is against the interests of the other person. Best friends don't analyze ea
Actual Meaning Of "wifey"? ?
wifey means to have a girl that you know is gonna be ya girl for life. you're basically righ that it means to have a girl who feels like a wife to you
Wifey A woman that you treat right, respect and feel good having her as your girl. More than just your girl.
I HAVE A WONDERFUL WIFEY. SHE IS MY BEST FRIEND. AND ALL YOU HATERS CANT TAKE THAT AWAY FROM US...