Well, my friends, my time on this site has come to an end.
Sadly, gas is 4 dollars a gallon and I'd rather put the 48 dollars in my gas tank. I have a half-demolished kitchen, a puppy, two cats, and a wedding to plan. I work sixty hours a week.
And really, I haven't been using it all that often. I love all of you guys and if anyone wants to get in touch, you can always get me on myspace.
www.myspace.com/xeireannxx
It's been a fabulous three years....
k.i.t....
Sadly, gas is 4 dollars a gallon and I'd rather put the 48 dollars in my gas tank. I have a half-demolished kitchen, a puppy, two cats, and a wedding to plan. I work sixty hours a week.
And really, I haven't been using it all that often. I love all of you guys and if anyone wants to get in touch, you can always get me on myspace.
www.myspace.com/xeireannxx
It's been a fabulous three years....
k.i.t....
Wedding tomorrow.
Not mine, don't worry, I think I would have mentioned that.
Kitchen still in shambles and my cat has two new perches; in the wall and in the ceiling. Slightly amusing.
My head hurts because I stood up into my desk this morning and I've been seeing stars ever since...
ok, I go sleepy now...
Not mine, don't worry, I think I would have mentioned that.
Kitchen still in shambles and my cat has two new perches; in the wall and in the ceiling. Slightly amusing.
My head hurts because I stood up into my desk this morning and I've been seeing stars ever since...
ok, I go sleepy now...
I am completely addicted to the show The Tudors....
I know I'm getting spoiled because 65 degrees is cold.
I don't really want to do anything.....
but here's what I have planned for this weekend:
Babysitting Friday night.
Saturday helping my boyfriend's mother get ready for my boyfriend's brother's fiancee's shower on Sunday.
Saturday night HALFWAY TO HALLOWEEN.
Sunday my boyfriend's brother's fiancee's shower.
busy weekend....
I know I'm getting spoiled because 65 degrees is cold.
I don't really want to do anything.....
but here's what I have planned for this weekend:
Babysitting Friday night.
Saturday helping my boyfriend's mother get ready for my boyfriend's brother's fiancee's shower on Sunday.
Saturday night HALFWAY TO HALLOWEEN.
Sunday my boyfriend's brother's fiancee's shower.
busy weekend....
"Wait it out" seems to be a description of my life...
at some point I need to grow up and become a person of action in order to achieve what I want. Unfortunately, I do not seem capable of this....
at some point I need to grow up and become a person of action in order to achieve what I want. Unfortunately, I do not seem capable of this....
I sometimes wonder if maybe I missed a really big "TURN HERE" sign left by fate or destiny or whathaveyou.
It seems like while life moves along at a rather decent speed for everyone else, I'm left doing 25 miles per hour with my left blinker on in the far left line of the expressway of life.
Things happen- people get married, get dogs and cats and have kids and have more kids and get promoted and life clips along at a decent pace for them. Some people seem to move a little more quickly and blow some tires out, and have to have a tire change on the side of the road.
But no, I seem to be that person in the clunker and I can't figure out why. I feel like I'm waiting for the accelerator pedal and my mechanic tells me he's working on it everytime I call to complain.
Was there an exit sign I missed? Was there a junction I forgot to turn at? Did I just forget to get my oil changed or fill my life car up with gas?
All I know is, somewhere deep down inside, there's something missing, and as I watch other people hit landmarks, it makes it more and more apparent that something is just wrong with me.....
It seems like while life moves along at a rather decent speed for everyone else, I'm left doing 25 miles per hour with my left blinker on in the far left line of the expressway of life.
Things happen- people get married, get dogs and cats and have kids and have more kids and get promoted and life clips along at a decent pace for them. Some people seem to move a little more quickly and blow some tires out, and have to have a tire change on the side of the road.
But no, I seem to be that person in the clunker and I can't figure out why. I feel like I'm waiting for the accelerator pedal and my mechanic tells me he's working on it everytime I call to complain.
Was there an exit sign I missed? Was there a junction I forgot to turn at? Did I just forget to get my oil changed or fill my life car up with gas?
All I know is, somewhere deep down inside, there's something missing, and as I watch other people hit landmarks, it makes it more and more apparent that something is just wrong with me.....
she cries she calls
she forgets she falls
she stops mind stalls
she believes in everything
she stands for nothing
she believes in something
somewhere, somehow
she sighs she dies
somewhere deep inside
lives someone who can be alive
she smiles she weeps
and how deep can you believe
the cuts that see
a deep seated pain relief
she cries she calls
she forgets she falls
she rises she fails
she forgets the details
and seven seconds is too late to relate the new headache of
too many minutes not enough hours too many days not enough years
she smiles she weeps
and cannot explain the grief
of how two minutes can change your life
forget the guns forget the knives
just two minutes just 47 breaths
just 120 seconds and 12 steps
to forgiveness, happiness
if only it was really that easy...
she says this subject really makes her queasy.
she cries she calls
she forgets the falls
down the steps
and its just a few more breaths, she tells herself
its funny how lungs dictate life.
she ponders strife
as twenty six years, two hundred and thirty days and eleven hours pass before her eyes....
she forgets she falls
she stops mind stalls
she believes in everything
she stands for nothing
she believes in something
somewhere, somehow
she sighs she dies
somewhere deep inside
lives someone who can be alive
she smiles she weeps
and how deep can you believe
the cuts that see
a deep seated pain relief
she cries she calls
she forgets she falls
she rises she fails
she forgets the details
and seven seconds is too late to relate the new headache of
too many minutes not enough hours too many days not enough years
she smiles she weeps
and cannot explain the grief
of how two minutes can change your life
forget the guns forget the knives
just two minutes just 47 breaths
just 120 seconds and 12 steps
to forgiveness, happiness
if only it was really that easy...
she says this subject really makes her queasy.
she cries she calls
she forgets the falls
down the steps
and its just a few more breaths, she tells herself
its funny how lungs dictate life.
she ponders strife
as twenty six years, two hundred and thirty days and eleven hours pass before her eyes....
This March so far:
March 2-7: In the beautiful city of New Orleans partying it up.... I love that city!
March 9-15: Work 60 hours in one week.
March 15: Fireman's Ball
March 23- Easter
In the midst of all of this, the following has happened:
My little sister moved in with us.
The hot water pipe in our sink burst and flooded the kitchen.
Then the drain under the sink burst and flooded the kitchen again.
The stove breaks.
Yeah, we need to redo our kitchen a little bit.
Scary...
March 2-7: In the beautiful city of New Orleans partying it up.... I love that city!
March 9-15: Work 60 hours in one week.
March 15: Fireman's Ball
March 23- Easter
In the midst of all of this, the following has happened:
My little sister moved in with us.
The hot water pipe in our sink burst and flooded the kitchen.
Then the drain under the sink burst and flooded the kitchen again.
The stove breaks.
Yeah, we need to redo our kitchen a little bit.
Scary...
The puppy seems to be doing much better.
Yesterday was accident free and she seems to be much happier and content.
My kitties are doing better too.
I am so tired...
Yesterday was accident free and she seems to be much happier and content.
My kitties are doing better too.
I am so tired...
An ode to being a dog owner:
Dear puppy, you sure have a lot of poop and pee
and it always seems to land somewhere near my feet
and although I understand the white carpet looks similar to snow
it is not quite the place I'd like you to go.
your bark makes me want to put you outdoors
and I dread that you've discovered the house has two floors
but its your gentle love that makes me smile
and makes all the housetraining worthwhile.
ok, just kidding.
Out of 4 auctions I entered on ebay, I won one. And I am retarded enough to be paying 60.00 bucks for juice that I used to get 4 years ago at a weight loss place that is out of business. hmmmmmmmmm right
This bidding thing gets to me.
Obviously the ebay ban was quite effective because I haven't lived at the shipping address they had since 2002..... and the bank account on paypal was from 3 jobs ago....
I should reinstate this ban.... for at least another 6 years...
ok, time for Sally to go outside...
Dear puppy, you sure have a lot of poop and pee
and it always seems to land somewhere near my feet
and although I understand the white carpet looks similar to snow
it is not quite the place I'd like you to go.
your bark makes me want to put you outdoors
and I dread that you've discovered the house has two floors
but its your gentle love that makes me smile
and makes all the housetraining worthwhile.
ok, just kidding.
Out of 4 auctions I entered on ebay, I won one. And I am retarded enough to be paying 60.00 bucks for juice that I used to get 4 years ago at a weight loss place that is out of business. hmmmmmmmmm right
This bidding thing gets to me.
Obviously the ebay ban was quite effective because I haven't lived at the shipping address they had since 2002..... and the bank account on paypal was from 3 jobs ago....
I should reinstate this ban.... for at least another 6 years...
ok, time for Sally to go outside...
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