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The dogs ate the cobs. Not just the kernels... but the cobs.
And I got to listen to two dogs vomiting all night.
Not to mention the messes I cleaned this morning...
As the tides turn...
00:50 Jul 29 2011 Times Read: 1,047
...yep. It is always all about the trouble of the day. YOUR trouble of the day. Before it was about everything else. Now it is about this one thing - the one thing I was trying to avoid when it was about everything else.
It is a delicate balance that YOU have offered little to no help with. All you have offered is your resentment toward anything I've tried to do and demands that I do... anything else. Preferably what you want. Only what you want. Always what you want.
Stand behind me? Show some support? You didn't. Hell, it would have been better if you just got the hell out of the way.
Now here we are. The boat has no free-board left, and apparently you now want me to do the swimming for all of us....
Morri said we need to do away with nursery rhymes. For our time, the majority of them are abstract, outdated, sexist, racist and many cases simply illogical.
I think perhaps instead of doing away with them, they just need to be updated and made more realistic - perhaps to tell the real story... like, "Sing a Song of Sixpence," for example could go more like this:
...I notice I tend to drink alcohol more when I'm happier.
For me, I've rarely looked at it as an escape... except for that one time. I don't drink to try and wash away my problems. The more problems I have, the less I drink - probably because I realize I can't afford to drink and I mean that from multiple perspectives.
When I had the travelling gig, that was probably the happiest time in my adult life. I felt more centered. I felt I had a purpose. I felt, for the first time, I was finding some professional success. And I drank. I drank on flights. I drank in my hotel. I drank when out to dinner. I drank when out with colleagues. I drank when I came home.
Rarely to excess, but often on a daily basis.
But I was happy....
I miss those days. As I look forward to my current steep uphill climb... I simply don't have the urge to drink...
No, she didn't really, but she did inspire me to think about this.
I have no where to vent. I can't vent here about certain things. I can't do it on Facebook where my professional life and personal life is far too wide open.
I think I need to make myself a new blog. Something unique and interesting. Somewhere I can be relatively anonymous and vent my feelings openly.
I have an anonymous blog.... I dump a lot of crap there... Its like a parking lot for everything that pisses me off till I can get around to dealing with it. Occasionally some complete stranger might comment but no one in my family reads it or even knows about it. Sometimes making time for yourself is important.
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Hmm...
03:53 Jul 14 2011 Times Read: 1,196
...according to Zillow.com, my house value has increased 25% since I bought it. But just over a year ago, that figure was 50%.
As of right now, I should be able to rent it out for $1,400 per month...
...online life, and Facebook in particular is such a double-edged sword for me.
It makes me happy to have such easy communication routes to so many people. To get good news so quickly from so many sources.
And the opposite of course is true - bad news comes at me faster as well, and of course, seeing the known slackers doing nothing with their days but playing Facebook games pisses me off to no end...
I never really got into fb at all. I added all my sons' friends and they're quite amusing on it, but I don't do the games thing and unless I wanted to advertise something, it's a waste of my time. It's pretty boring.
VR does everything I want from a social network to be honest.
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Hmm...
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..if at the end of my days I am laying on my death bed but aware of my situation, and no one orders me some strippers, I'm going to be heading into the afterlife pretty damn peeved at my friends.
I've always said my funeral should be a party to celebrate life... I would just appreciate it if someone would start the party while I could still enjoy some of it!
heh. call centers are the bane of my life. Not sure if thats because the Indian chicks are speaking a bastardised form of English or just because they are so pedantic.
They're simply verifying I'm not lying about who I work for - just in case I wasn't telling them the truth the first time.
But when you're a business owner, who can really verify this for you other than the IRS?
I verified to them the I work where I work, for the 2nd time, but I could be lying again... and the woman's reaction seemed like just that... it was a very, ok, what was the point of this, kind of response.
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Yeah... right.
03:35 Jul 07 2011 Times Read: 1,392
Roy Williams, Wide Receiver of the Dallas Cowboys is suing his ex-girlfiend, Miss Texas Brooke Daniels in order to get back from her a $75,000 engagement ring...
...that he mailed to her.
Yes. He mailed her his proposal - a video taped proposal and a $75,000 ring.
Mailed to her.
Ok, money can buy a lot of things... class and smarts - not two of them.
I have this suspicion I'm going to end up in a catch-22... at which point a Mount St. Helens eruption will sound like a firecracker compared to the amount of exploding I'm going to do.
Like when you notice someone you've been on good terms with has you blocked. And you haven't had much if any interaction with that person recently... so do you try and find a way to ask why? Maybe it was an accident? Maybe you did something to piss them off?
It's alright - but if I'm blocked, i can't ask. The message won't go through.
catch-22.
I'll just shout it in a journal entry.
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In your language...
05:04 Jul 02 2011 Times Read: 1,468
...perhaps this video will speak to you on my behalf in a language your fat, NRA supporting, gun toting, Republican voting, George Bush loving, self-persecuting ass will understand.
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BLOODLIFE
16:03 Jul 31 2011
lol ... poor chickens!!
Requiem
16:50 Jul 31 2011
o.o I don't know that I want to ask ... ... Nope. Never mind. Carry on.
birra
18:24 Jul 31 2011
The dogs ate the cobs. Not just the kernels... but the cobs.
And I got to listen to two dogs vomiting all night.
Not to mention the messes I cleaned this morning...