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just came back from giving asap my money. They are in the same building as the methadone clinic, should be a hoot. Ill probably see some old friends. In a little over a week, I get my case worker who will “evaluate me” and my “situation” then recommend which classes I need to take, of course their whole existence relies on the people who come through their doors having horrible alcohol related problems...its why they are needed and why they get paid, and of course they get to dictate who has what horrible problems and what those horrible problems are and how they will serve the community in fixing me in their glorious act of altruism.
*grumble*
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Lust sloth and gluttony about sums up my birthday weekend - lots of food, too much drink and so much naughtiness even if just in my mind (if thine eye offend thee and all).
Today I walked around the house in a black slip looking like the crazy cat lady, hung over and useless. I got a little carried away last night, went too far, but had lots of fun, aside from absent-mindedly betraying a confidence. Older and seemingly not any wiser, but I have a master plan...somewhere...
fun tests for this otherwise useless entry.
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You are Lust!
Sexy!! But they say that theres such a thing as too
much of a good thing. You have sex on the
brain, and it doesn't stay just there for long.
Passionate, Fiery - and most certainly
confident. You're a fun loving, spontaneous
person who is always up for a laugh. People
however, have trouble keeping up with you.
You're sex crazy, and perhaps need to tone it
down a bit! learn a little self control!
But, Hey, Congratulations on being the Sexiest Red
Hot deadly sin out of all the 7...
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Nemesis
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Youth
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oh how they mock me 
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and the rats will beat a path to your door.. - the wise words of Cluth.
amen
Went to court this morning to ask for my license to be restricted rather than suspended, it was granted to me. I get to keep my career and drive my children to the emergency room. How very generous of them. When I left the clerk of courts office I had the great luck of catching my prosecutor in the hall. I approached him. "Excuse me sir" I said very nice and courteous like, cause I’m a fucking lady. "I’m sorry to bother you but I am kinda curious as to what the major factor was behind the new emotional knee jerk dui policies" He said, with all the straight facedness in the world, " A bunch of people have died over the last few years." I waited for more, but it never came.
Perhaps I was being unrealistic, or cold hearted, but youll find few people as touched as me every year when the grinch’s heart grows three times bigger. And I knew what the answer was, even if he had made more of an effort to answer intelligently but I wanted to burn in slow motion him telling me, maybe make him replay the words emtional knee jerk" a few times in his head, or just make him hear them, for my own satisfaction. I said, "Thank you for your time, have a nice day." and walked off. In my head I was thinking "wow, these assholes are ruining my country even more." And it all started with the drinking age change, which is one (if not the worst)of the stupidest laws we have in this country (agrees with smug). This kind of law isnt too far behind it on the stupidity scale.
I understand if I would have had a bottle in the car and I chugged it as the cops walked up I would have gotten off clean. But, for rediculous offences, all of which fall under dui (there is no consideration for the level of the offence commited...its all just dui. Running people off the road in a drucken stupor is the same in the eyes of this wise and just law as sitting behind the wheel to turn on the radio, even if it is impossible for your car to move), they will try to ruin your life and make it as hard as possible or even impossible for you to be a constructive member of your community, as they try to suck your account dry.
BUT PEOPLE DIE!!!!
and they diminish it imo, not me. I and the people around me are a lot less sympathetic to their cause when they tried to ruin my life essentially because I admitted I tried to assess the situation we were in and spun the tires of an immobile vehicle when I had the bac of .09. For the good of the community, I cant even drive myself to do my charity work. Between here and habitat for humanity projects and the YMCA there is great potential that I would leave a trail of dead and dying school children as I wrestled with my whiskey bottle with the lynard skynard cranked.
anyway, I went, its pretty much over. I was all yes sirs and no sirs, I was one of the few, if there even was anyone else, who dressed up out of respect for the court, as much as I could muster, and it was a feat of self control.
peace fuckers
ps, happy st paddy's, I'll be breaking my diet for the occasion (today and tomorrow) you guys have fun and be safe...and if the cops walk up on ya, dont tell em shit.
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I've gained seven pounds since I've stopped smoking.
Ten before that when I was depressed - plus my injury (part of the reason I was depressed) keeps me from fully engaging when I’m working out.
Lame.
Comfort food for me consists of Mexican, Cajun, Soul and Italian food, all of which I cook very well. I also really like bread and potatoes.
I'll take chips and salsa over cake and ice cream anyday.
I’m going to try two weeks of very low caffeine and no alcoholic beverages, as well as dieting.
Ill probably break down from trying to do too much at once and end up in a corner smoking a cigarette with a bottle of whiskey while eating a fried pork chop and coffee grind sandwich. Ill have to fill in the space with my masturbation addiction. Joy.
I still cant go anywhere, haven’t been to my office in a week or so, not till thurs, and none of you fuckers will play history fun with me. cunts.
Ill see you guys in a couple of days, I'm going to try and get some reading done Ive been wanting to finish. Did you know I could read? It is a chore with my adhd, second grade education and glass eye but I manage.
Send all your sexually explicit love letters and odes to caustic_milk@hotmail.com.
I miss my stalker.
Send me lyrics of horrible songs and tell me you like it when I'm angreh!
ILL BUGGER YOU AND STUFF YOUR GOB!
*lubs and shit*
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*drunk*
History consists, for the greater part, of the miseries brought upon the world by pride, ambition, avarice, revenge, lust, sedition, hypocrisy, ungoverned zeal, and all the train of disorderly appetite.
Edmund Burke
I was really disappointed when I found out the new movie "Constantine" wasnt based on the actual historical figure, even if it was just him cursed to walk to the in some sort of purgatory state battling demons. But I guess Keanu Reeves just would have gheyed it up anyway.
Keanu Reeves - not sexeh
Constantine was the emperor of Rome who adopted the Christian faith and stopped the persecution of Christians . the conversion of Constantine is said to have happened after he had a vision of the chi-rho and with it the message that under that symbol he would be victorious. Which he was. He was the one who made December 25th (pagan winter solstice) officially jesus' birthday and opinions vary on his methods from being a very tolerant and good, to very harsh and brutal. surely it was much of both considering the times and his mark on history. It is said he did much for children women and slaves and showed equal favor in spirit to his pagan roots and new found Christianity, incorporating both in his ceremonies and such; however as far as policy went he was more favorable to Christianity as far as status, taxes and maintaining and funding places of worship went. During his rein the church was also used as a political pawn by those who wished to gain favor with Constantine, which aided in it’s spread. Constantine - kinda sexeh
Much of madness and more of sin:
Ivan the Terrible, entertained himself by dropping dogs from the kremlin towers, riding horses at full speed through crowds of people, let his hunting dogs eat Prince Shuisky alive, nailed messengers' feet to the floor, when so pleased with the work of the architects of the Cathedral of St Basil's he had them blinded so that they could not create anything better.
Ivan the Terrible = not sexeh but probly gets some really good prescription drugs that go well with alcohol (an important consideration)
Caligula, little sandal, was said to have committed incest with each of his three sisters whom he loved slightly less than his favorite racing horse which he kept in his palace in a stable carved from ivory and dressed it royal garbs of purple and precious stone. He had a two mile bridge built across the sea from Baiae to Puzzuoli because a psychic said that "Caligula had no more chance of becoming emperor than of crossing the bay of Baiae on horseback" So he made it happen. after brutal and petty rule Caligula was finally successfully assassinated. There had been many suspected plots, and many died because of suspicion, but this one was successful leaving him dead, his wife stabbed o death and their child/ an infant,'s head smashed against the wall.
Caligula - it would take a lot for a man called "little sandal" to be considered sexeh and fucking your sisters doesnt help at all.
clint eastwood = sexeh
Clio, the muse of history, is as thoroughly infected with lies as a street whore with syphilis.
Schopenhauer
post favorite/amusing historical figures/accounts or correct my accounts above, just tell me a story.
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I just got word that an associate of mine walked into her bedroom to find her husband dead of suicide this week. May this season bring her some comfort.
I love March. Spring’s renewal is coming. The daffodils, always so eager, have pushed themselves up through the sleeping ground to cut through the gray, and I’m grateful for it.
Alder begins on my birthday. I’m new moon Alder, crimson, snake medicine…someone has a sense of humor. har har..Bastards.
I enjoy the cultures of my heritage. I want there to be magic in this world, even if we have to make it for ourselves. It seduces the mind and gives life fantastic dimensions to explore. I am agnostic; so you atheists can save all your (ironically) “holier than thou” bullshit.
I’ve started making “hands” or “tricks” again. I enjoy it. Yes, that makes me a “Mojo Woman”. You can address me as such. Hoodoo baby yeah!
click on links to learn more about :
The Alder : http://www.celticradio.net/php/zodi...ype=The%20Alder
Hoodoo: http://www.llewellynjournal.com/article/504
snake medicine: http://www.stormpages.com/ejourney/...tems/snake.html
some of this stuff was passed down orally so meanings of certain things vary from person to person. All in good fun yes?
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Got convicted of technical dui, the judge said I had given more to the community than I had taken and reduced everything. Still have the other mandatory bullshit to contend with. No cavity search for me today.
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slept well and deep last night, like some curse had been lifted from me. Ill spend the day preparing my house and my business incase I have to go to jail friday. My lawyer wants me to write a letter to the judge talking about how I’m self made and all of the charities I have been involved in and all the stuff I do for the community. I’ve started to write it out a few times but I always feel like a twat doing so, it cheapens it all. I'm angry I have to defend my character in such a way.
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it is your hands on me
your fingers in me
it is your breath in my lungs
it is your nectar in my throat.
it is your tongue on my tongue.
your head in my thighs
your girth in my mouth
it is your laughter, your voice, your lovely fuck
behind me, on top of me, under me
you are my favorite sin.
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I’m making a turkey dinner tomorrow so I can freeze some in case I have to go to jail on friday. I have to get things ready so its less hard on splat and the babies when I’m gone.
I cant sleep again. I even went to the gym and beat myself up as much as I could in hopes that I would be tired tonight. My injury prevents me from working my arms much, but I push myself on lower and mid body. I get on the treadmill and run as if to something, or run away from something; perhaps my fat ass.
I’m doing my best to purge myself of all the things that aren’t constructive, and foolish. In doing so I lose some passion, some light, some magic and some fun.
Sanguinity languishes.
My burgundies have to be muted. They are glorious and beautiful while I’m drunk on them, rare and seductive, but they betray me.
Splat caught me staring at my face in the mirror today. I pointed out the lines on my forehead and expressed dismay. He said I had those lines when he met me. He said "You looked like someone who had felt something".
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