Please tell me how much this photo cannot MAKE YOUR DAY?
No longer keeping his mouth shut about the pain I put him through
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
ANAL RETENTIVE
QUESTION:
Why is it that people ask you to embark on a specific task, and say "You choose, or do whatever you want!" What they REALLY mean is "take that shit out of the boxes so I can just reorganize them myself because you have NO SKILL WHATSOEVER!"
Why not just DO IT YOURSELF AND LEAVE ME ALONE.
UGH.
Why is it that people ask you to embark on a specific task, and say "You choose, or do whatever you want!" What they REALLY mean is "take that shit out of the boxes so I can just reorganize them myself because you have NO SKILL WHATSOEVER!"
Why not just DO IT YOURSELF AND LEAVE ME ALONE.
UGH.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Some Days I Have Hope
Most days I do not. Since no one reads this, I guess it's OK to speak a bit freely. I do not have a terrible life. It's better than a lot of people out there. Not the BEST life, but I have a family, I have a job, I have a roof over my head, and I have food. Basics, right?
Then why do I feel so alone and hopeless and like I'm stuck in a rut, a rut that is quicksand and I will NEVER be able to get out? Little things bring a smile to my face every day, however they are not enough to get me out of this awful place, this hopelessness.
Then why do I feel so alone and hopeless and like I'm stuck in a rut, a rut that is quicksand and I will NEVER be able to get out? Little things bring a smile to my face every day, however they are not enough to get me out of this awful place, this hopelessness.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Anxiety
Shifting in, shifting out
my brain is leaking
on the floor
her words keep spewing, falling, drooling
I just can't take it anymore
the wind keeps mocking, taunting me
it's free outside as I sit and stare
the flag is flowing as I sit anxiously
playing with my hair
I want to jump I want to scream
anticipate my hand around some coke and jimmy beam
the clock is silently ticking
my brain is leaking
on the floor
her words keep spewing, falling, drooling
I just can't take it anymore
the wind keeps mocking, taunting me
it's free outside as I sit and stare
the flag is flowing as I sit anxiously
playing with my hair
I want to jump I want to scream
anticipate my hand around some coke and jimmy beam
the clock is silently ticking
Just Go
She's frozen
She's broken
The light so blinding
Too dark to see forward
Too hard to move on
The room just keeps spinning
Tears streaming down her face
She doesn't know where to go
She doesn't know what to say
She wants to run away
She wants it all to go away
Please just go away.
Please. Just. Go. Away.
She's broken
The light so blinding
Too dark to see forward
Too hard to move on
The room just keeps spinning
Tears streaming down her face
She doesn't know where to go
She doesn't know what to say
She wants to run away
She wants it all to go away
Please just go away.
Please. Just. Go. Away.
What Are We Looking For
I think I know what you're looking for
I'm sorry, I just don't have it
I'm pretty sure I know what you want
I'm sorry, I just don't have it
I think I know who you're looking for
I'm sorry, I don't think she exists
I know exactly who you want
I'm sorry
I'm just not her.
I'm sorry, I just don't have it
I'm pretty sure I know what you want
I'm sorry, I just don't have it
I think I know who you're looking for
I'm sorry, I don't think she exists
I know exactly who you want
I'm sorry
I'm just not her.
All Wrong
You are so comfortable
You are totally wrong
You are so comfortable
You smell totally wrong
You are so comfortable
You say all the wrong things
I want to love you
I want to be in love with you
but you are
all wrong.
You are totally wrong
You are so comfortable
You smell totally wrong
You are so comfortable
You say all the wrong things
I want to love you
I want to be in love with you
but you are
all wrong.
San Francisco PRIDE 2009
Celebrating love between EVERYONE, yesterday was a gorgeous day in San Francisco...Dolores Park proved to be quite entertaining during PRIDE weekend...
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Michael Jackson Died Today
Such a strange day. Started out with Farrah Fawcett dying, and then Michael Jackson in the afternoon. TMZ first, then Perez, then CNN going back and forth and finally confirming that MULTIPLE SOURCES have confirmed his death. It was pandemonium on the Internet!
I have such mixed feelings about his death – I am not saddened by his death – it was inevitable…I feel like because of his dramatic transformation and awkward behaviors, he died a long time ago. What we have seen for the past 15 years didn’t really seem like a person to me. He was just this thing, this creature who once was MJ…had the essence of MJ. Although I am not saddened, I am affected. Such an amazing influence to the inhabitants of our PLANET that he is all we can talk about; the reason I am sharing my thoughts. Amidst all of the craziness going on in our world today, Michael Jackson’s death is the one thing that can bring us all together, if not for one moment, to forget about all of our differences, and cherish the memories that he helped create for us.
We all have memories of his music – GREAT memories…Mine started at age 3, playing Beat It over and over again on our cassette player…or playing the Thriller cassette EVERY DAY on the way to elementary school in the first grade…OR playing Billy Jean during drunken dance parties freshman year of college.
Just like all the greats that have passed before him, we will teach our children about him, his music, his legacy, and treasure every moment we hear his songs.
RIP MJ, and thank you for all that you have given to my world.
I have such mixed feelings about his death – I am not saddened by his death – it was inevitable…I feel like because of his dramatic transformation and awkward behaviors, he died a long time ago. What we have seen for the past 15 years didn’t really seem like a person to me. He was just this thing, this creature who once was MJ…had the essence of MJ. Although I am not saddened, I am affected. Such an amazing influence to the inhabitants of our PLANET that he is all we can talk about; the reason I am sharing my thoughts. Amidst all of the craziness going on in our world today, Michael Jackson’s death is the one thing that can bring us all together, if not for one moment, to forget about all of our differences, and cherish the memories that he helped create for us.
We all have memories of his music – GREAT memories…Mine started at age 3, playing Beat It over and over again on our cassette player…or playing the Thriller cassette EVERY DAY on the way to elementary school in the first grade…OR playing Billy Jean during drunken dance parties freshman year of college.
Just like all the greats that have passed before him, we will teach our children about him, his music, his legacy, and treasure every moment we hear his songs.
RIP MJ, and thank you for all that you have given to my world.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
I'm Missing You Like Mandy Moore
I love this song and I LOVE that she is now singing it again, AND in a t-shirt and jeans! *yes I say AND too much*
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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