Hello, I have picked a new name because nothing I pick seemed to be available. I couldn't be just str8t out Ravana, so I went with Zephyria. Zephyr was the name of one of the black cats I used to own. He was awesome and had 7 toes on each paw, he would use them like fingers! I had to move away from my apartment and i couldn't take him with me 
. He lives with a friend of mine now, and he's happy. soooo... cool.
Anyway, Memorial weekend sucked royal ass! We went camping at our usual spot in the woods, Clifford lake. His parents and his friend were there. The mosquitoes were so thick I couldn't go anywhere without being drained to death. I sat in the car with some tunes, and read some tattoo mags, drank some Jack, enjoyed the view from inside my fortress.
We Kayaked a bit, went across to the sand beach, where about 100 black flies literally covered my back. I spotted moose tracks from the water and followed them in the sand. They went on for a bit, Mother and baby moose. awww... how cute. Didn't spot then though. Almost had a close call with his dad and a speedboat.
Then sunday , my dad came by with his fiance for a visit. they had promised their $500 stimulus money to us for our wedding, and when I went to ask them about it, They laughingly said... oh sorry we spent it. My dad is always like this, he never follows through with a promise!! EVER!! I am so used to this that I actually laughed after he left because I KNEW he wouldn't come through. He has always used me, and taught me how to manipulate and use people. its awful. I just find it horrible that not a single person in my own family has helped us with our wedding, but even my co-workers have given me help and support.
We are great people, If they can't be there for us even emotionally, they can take a big FUCK-YOU stick and shove it up their asses. That may sound harsh.. but you don't KNOW them.
Ok im' gonna shut up now, I am looking on the brite side of shit, so life is GOOD!!! Gonna go make some nachos and veg.
Have a good one, as they would say here in Maine.
. He lives with a friend of mine now, and he's happy. soooo... cool.
Anyway, Memorial weekend sucked royal ass! We went camping at our usual spot in the woods, Clifford lake. His parents and his friend were there. The mosquitoes were so thick I couldn't go anywhere without being drained to death. I sat in the car with some tunes, and read some tattoo mags, drank some Jack, enjoyed the view from inside my fortress.
We Kayaked a bit, went across to the sand beach, where about 100 black flies literally covered my back. I spotted moose tracks from the water and followed them in the sand. They went on for a bit, Mother and baby moose. awww... how cute. Didn't spot then though. Almost had a close call with his dad and a speedboat.
Then sunday , my dad came by with his fiance for a visit. they had promised their $500 stimulus money to us for our wedding, and when I went to ask them about it, They laughingly said... oh sorry we spent it. My dad is always like this, he never follows through with a promise!! EVER!! I am so used to this that I actually laughed after he left because I KNEW he wouldn't come through. He has always used me, and taught me how to manipulate and use people. its awful. I just find it horrible that not a single person in my own family has helped us with our wedding, but even my co-workers have given me help and support.
We are great people, If they can't be there for us even emotionally, they can take a big FUCK-YOU stick and shove it up their asses. That may sound harsh.. but you don't KNOW them.
Ok im' gonna shut up now, I am looking on the brite side of shit, so life is GOOD!!! Gonna go make some nachos and veg.
Have a good one, as they would say here in Maine.
youroldlady:
Sorry about your weekend