Love you brother. You're probably thinking "Don't try and help me You're in shit." Oddly enough when you're in the shit it's easier to help push someone up and out than reach down and pull someone out from above. I was about to say we're getting the expansion for talisman Friday I'm sending a call out for a game day Saturday if you want to come.
LOL! I totally didn't mean to write that. I must have gotten distracted in the middle of the sentence or something. The sentiment is true though, so maybe my fingers just took over. Anyway, your welcome.
I find that it is better to rant about it, which you are doing. Let the poison out, sort of thing. There isn't a lot that can be said that won't come out as tacky, cliche, meaningless, or unhelpful, so I'll keep it short. You know this, as is made evident by your posting, but you have people to rant to. Go to a construction site and beat some telephone poles with 2x4's. It's what dad had us do when we were younger, and still rather helps. I don't know what else to say really, except that you are well loved by people who sincerely want you in their lives for no other reason than that you are a wonderful, smart, funny, caring person. Period. Don't let the shit get you down. -hugs- See you Friday.
I had some stilts in the car. Went out in the middle of a distribution and did some laps around the parking lot. Almost tried stepping up onto a bench, but the surface was slick and the stilts wouldn't grab.
Interesting you chose to speak of flood waters. it sent me looking for a song that often helps me in an odd way. Not sure I want to take the time and space to explain here. It's an angry song, but a couple of lines remind me that what I want is often not what I need, and the "rest stops" that I am looking for are actually bad places to be.
I tied a knot in the end of the rope. Gonna use it to pull a Casino Royale. I know just the person...
I think we just need to get together for a round of "bitchin coffee." That's where you sit and drink sugared, cream-laden beige colored stuff and complain about how horrible we have things. Then at the end, we realize that we're glad that we're not blind and pregnant too.
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Oh...and thanks for letting me stand on your head so I could get my head above the shit and breathe for a few moments.
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I had some stilts in the car. Went out in the middle of a distribution and did some laps around the parking lot. Almost tried stepping up onto a bench, but the surface was slick and the stilts wouldn't grab.
Thank you for your supportive words.
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SCREAMS is coming.....
(not fast enough...but it is coming)
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I tied a knot in the end of the rope. Gonna use it to pull a Casino Royale. I know just the person...
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Love you much, baybee...
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