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Star date 5 – 6 – 2005 captain’s log…
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That motley drama, oh be sure….
Its like I was shat out as a result of Bacchus and Athena’s anal sexathon.
If I weren’t so open with myself you guys would have less to amuse yourself with.
Youre welcome, I hope you feel superior.
I’ve changed a lot over the last few years, and I’m still evolving, into what I don’t know. And not just slightly, I’m changing into an entirely different animal. Becoming more selfish. Frankly, I’m just growing up. I had that dream about the spirit animal telling me I should honor myself, then I had my boss, in a way, tell me the same thing.
I also probably have no business being someone’s wife.
Instead if normal Rockwell I’m more like Geiger http://www.blibbleblobble.co.uk/Pho...s/hr_geiger.jpg
Love…I prefer zest. I didn’t get fired, I am no diplomat, however im in the news paper again this month for being a top producer. So I figure, if I can make enough money, for my company I can punch the next asshole I have to suffer right in the face, and not get fired. God bless capitalism. Love to hate me.
Splat has given his word that he no longer logs me. I hope that’s true. As a person who is used to coming and going as she pleases regardless of the situation, it is no small thing…especially considering I’m someone people tend to feel they can confide in, and I enjoy the honor of that status.
So many things are alien to me. so many times I find myself blundering, such exaggerated folly, so much of my life I just don’t care to talk about because it sounds like fiction. Regardless of my “strength” or “wisdom” or any merit due to experience I am an infant. I master little. I think when people say that I am wise, or strong, I think they just mean I roll with the punches. I do, do that. Black eyed and bloodied, Ill stand right the fuck up. And i hit harder than Ive been hit. Bring it.
When I can avoid the black eyes and bleeding, my kung fu will really be strong.
I’ve been so many different things. I’ve surrounded myself with the sick and dying, my empathy insuring I felt every pain and sorrow possible, ive also walked into night clubs to hear screeches of stupid bitches as they ran up to hug me, cause “t was always so great to see me cause I was the coolestest! “before my eyes could even
adjust to the dark cause I has a pocket full of sunshine for sale.
the play is the tragedy man...and its hero...
But anyway, as usual, I have over extended myself, I am part of many projects professionally and personally. I hope that I can make even half of them my bitch.
I am evolving, I am learning, I am blundering and I will be ok, and my children will be ok, and live well, and grow up whole…and that is enough.
I am drunk. I am humbled. I am growing. therefore, I am.
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