Even as I sit here, at almost an hour past when I wanted to lay down and fall asleep because I have been writing for two days straight and instead worked on a website and a client’s frantic call for help, totally ignoring my plan to edit that pesky thing that needs to be edited… I am completely, totally and utterly grateful to you. Somehow, even though I am terrified of what is ahead, and even if you make me crazy on a regular basis… today, you kept me sane. Thank you
…and rambly! Yay! I joke a lot about being without guilt or remorse. I embrace the Virgo exterior I am supposed to portray – emotionless, logical, full of blank stares and meh. People, dear readers, stalkers and haters, I have a confession: I am, indeed, heartless. Why? Because a whole lot of mother fuckers have broken my heart into bits and there is NOTHING left. So, fuck off. That being said, I hate hurting other people. It kind of kills me in a way that I am extremely uncomfortable...
10 Days left for NaBloPoMo. 10 Days left in November. The best is yet to come, right? Well, at least for November. The blogging thing is a little much, only because I censor my actual life, which is sad. Although, I think that like the last time I did the NaBloPoMo thing, I remembered how much I really just like to babble about myself. What I notice, though, and this isn’t just a NaBloPoMo thing, is that because of the circumstances I live under, I never get to really talk about what is going...
Actual photo of my non existent ass, courtesy of Dozer Emo Boy just remarked at the fabulous mood I’m in… I’m tired. My legs, ass and waist hurt, my house is a wreck and I have no groceries. But, I’m smiling. The Crew and I all went roller skating today. Family fun, met up with J.Pizzle (The Bizzle Partner) and his kids. We all skated, played air hockey, some video games… cheap fun that lasted for hours, and was not chained to a screen or shopping for cack we don’t...
