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Another day another blog... I ran out of space in the other one right when I was gonna reveal the meaning of life...and now, I've forgotten what it was...so I need another blog to figure it all out... love you all   If you REALLY need to catch up on the rest of my life darlings... it's here... (well not REALLY the rest of my life, but a smidgen of my existence taken at brief intervals)
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Jaren is Avarielle   made this painting for me...** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| someone wise told me that love is ruined when people try to mold it and push it into something... in a sense 'force it' ... this is very true of 'romantic love' we make it into something that we believe will work for us at any given time... but if you don't force it... you just let it be... and let it grow... well, then you've got something that's worth treasuring... it's pure in a sense... unadulterated because it exists on it's own... okay if ANYONE actually understands what i just said... give me a buzz... lol... i'm at a loss but i had to write it... because well it's been on my mind... well that and hatred... and yeah i'm being facetious... |
1?...2?..3...4... all at the same time  and do you ever believe it...really? i think many women (and it is probably both genders) feel they need constant love...and they aren't sure if they should ever 'really' believe those who love them... stupid i know...but it's a fact... there's always the niggling thing in the back of your head that says...'does he really want me?' 'does he really mean it?' lol...allll relative to your self-esteem of course... and your past experience... and of course when he dumps you... you know it wasn't true all along (okay embittered cynical self speaking)... just the way the cookie crumbles... |
| i think the most worthwhile aspect of being human is connections... let's face it... when we write or at least the writing that interests me... is about 'human connections' relationships... either beginning, ending, continuing or just dysfunctional... those who know me well either love me or hate me...there's no in-between... and am i okay with that? lol... welll i have to be don't i... i am probably the luckiest and most unluckiest woman on earth to attract people that want and feel for me on these extremes... and a song to go with that feeling... . Who Do You Love I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire, I got a cobra snake for a necktie A brand new house on the road side, and it's a-made out of rattlesnake hide Got a band new chimney put on top, and it's a-made out of human skull Come on take a little walk with me baby, and tell me who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Around the town I use a rattlesnake whip, take it easy baby don't you give me no lip Who do you love? Who do you love? I've got a tombstone hand and a graveyard mind, I'm just twenty-two and I don't mind dying Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Now Arlene took a-me by my hand, she said "Lonesome George you don't understand, who do you love?" The night were dark and the sky were blue, down the alleyway a house wagon flew Hit a bump and somebody screamed, you should've heard what I'd seen Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Yeah, I've got a tombstone hand in a graveyard mine, just twenty-two baby I don't mind dying Snake skin shoes baby put them on your feet, got the goodtime music and the Bo Diddley beat Who do you love? Who do you love? I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire, I got a cobra snake for a necktie A brand new house on the road side, and it's made out of rattlesnake hide Got a band new chimney put on top, and it's made out of human skull Come on take a little walk with me child, tell me who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? |
| you read some blog entries and you quirk an eyebrow... as you're sure they revolve around a conversation these people have had with a couple of their close friends or not... frankly we'll never know... so you read the 'blog with the air of mystery'... and come to the conclusion that yes there is a santa because only santa would know what goes on inside the particular individual's mind beyond the obvious which isn't on the blog page... and then you realise that you really have to admire people who really get to know someone... they take the time and the obsession to know the insides of someone so they can write to them or talk to them and have inside jokes... that's true friendship. |
| we ate too much...but then tomorrow is another day of jogging and sweating to my tunes... love music... i've got a new one on my ipod... 'bad to the bone' makes me smile everyyyy time i here 'bbbbbadddd to the bbbbone' it's the epitome of the testosterone cheering bad boy song... just gotta love that in your face stuff... its a bit like the 'these boots are made for walking' song 'these boots are made for walking... and that's what there' gonna do... one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you... ' |
| i studied this stuff in college... the whole dialectic... two relationships grow into something more... we feed off each other in a sense... and yeah if you want to go into details about the whole thing feel free to add something in comments (frankly i can never do the philosophy justice)... but when you start thinking in terms of relationships building on each other so the previous entity no longer exists alll different possibilities exists... it's not pendulums swinging...political tides shifting... it's relationships growing and changing... and changing and growing again... and what existed before becomes merged into the new relationship... the original entity disappears... damn brain blowing fascinating... sort of like having a bj... well i can imagine it is... love mental masturbation... a link for you to enjoy...or not... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dialectical_materialism |
| whooohooooo... she rolled over...she ain't just beautiful...she's brilliant... absolutely, totally completey undeniably brilliant... and there you go the next president of the united states... born on the fourth of july...it's history in the making.... proud proud proud .... |
| who would it be? someone from college... the dude with the goatee that has beer in his cereal for breakfast... you're sure he's as smart as he looks if he could actually talk in complete sentences... projection does wonders for a love interest someone from overseas.... the six pac abs student who can send you to heights of passion with his foreign tongue and pleasing face someone from highschool.... actually skip that... someone from work... a quickie over the desk... ahhh maybe not such a good idea could get a stapler in a sensitive place... also probably not love... yourself... yah that's a pretty good bet... |
| My office mate is hilarious... one of our jobs is to write up briefs for criminal issues for intented immigrants to the United States... we often come up with boiler plate templates to fit in to any given situation...give or take a few facts.... anyway, his job is a 'drafting troll' and my job is the 'reviewing elf' The other day he handed me a template for one our cases regarding a simple DUI... he'd replaced the name of the person with Bugs Bunny... anyway... Bugs Bunny now has a serious drinking problem BUT not to worry he can still immigrate from Looney Toons to Disney because he didn't have any 'intent' to do wrong... although he may end up still out of luck and lacking opportunity in the land of 'Disney' because he might still be considered a habitual drunkard and 'Disney' doesn't like individuals who are considered "morally corrupt." oh yeah... and we all agreed that "Elmer Fudd" should partake a bit... as he's a bit uptight... |
| *stop right now if you don't want a headache* Been having conversations about order and chaos... basically all things create a chain reaction... even in chaos theory there is order... most people are familiar with the 'butterfly effect' where a butterfly flaps his wings in North America creating a chain reaction which ulitimately creates a storm in India... cause and effect... I'm not fully versed on all aspects of the theories... but I'm always intrigued about the part about 'order' IF there is an order to things... does that ultiimately mean there is a 'purpose?' Or is it just humanity's way of protecting our inability to fathom a world that could care less about our function here on this planet? I.e. humans biggest 'fear' is lack of control... and providing an explanation of a 'purpose' to all things means we are dealing with our 'fear' |
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