Rose are black Violets are violence I'll tie you up to the rack And gag you with my silence.
Today I discovered what a hypocrite I am married to. But I am not going to get into that. I will just say that I hate having to explain my beliefs to ANYONE. Let alone a person who claims to be "open-minded" and "tolerant" of those who morn in various ways.
It's been awhile since I actually sat down to write. It has once again become something I must force myself to do. This past weekend was fantastic. And at the same time... not so much. And thrown into the mix was this strange moment when, I allowed a part of me that is rarely seen by the world, be seen by someone I hold dear to my heart. It was an inner battle. On the one hand a relief, and on the other, slight worry. Yes I know this is cryptic. Sorry. But they read this and they know..
What am I worried about? Oh, a handful of silly little things. Like their comfort level with me, mostly. Ok.. perhaps that is not such a "silly little thing" being as I want my closest friends not to be weirded out by my strangeness.
But enough of that.
I left work before lunch today. (There goes my 'perfect attendance'.) It was just really hard trying to pretend I gave a shit about someone's ice-maker not working and then bitching because they have to wait until Friday for a technician. BUY A FUCKING BAG OF ICE!!
*ahem*
I was supposed to go to a metal-head concert/party tonight but I am not really up to it. Obviously. Tomorrow will be better.
Friday I take Chewy to the Meet Rack. I really don't care for that place. But they have great deals on their booze. I will give them that much. Now that Chewy has a boyfriend, I enable him as much as possible. Plus his boyfriend's girlfriend is the cute rockabilly chic that I find absolutely adorable. Very easy on my eyes. She makes me smile. I should really see if I can get her to cam-whore for me.
I really need a clove...
Music to make me happy.
It's been awhile since I actually sat down to write. It has once again become something I must force myself to do. This past weekend was fantastic. And at the same time... not so much. And thrown into the mix was this strange moment when, I allowed a part of me that is rarely seen by the world, be seen by someone I hold dear to my heart. It was an inner battle. On the one hand a relief, and on the other, slight worry. Yes I know this is cryptic. Sorry. But they read this and they know..
What am I worried about? Oh, a handful of silly little things. Like their comfort level with me, mostly. Ok.. perhaps that is not such a "silly little thing" being as I want my closest friends not to be weirded out by my strangeness.
But enough of that.
I left work before lunch today. (There goes my 'perfect attendance'.) It was just really hard trying to pretend I gave a shit about someone's ice-maker not working and then bitching because they have to wait until Friday for a technician. BUY A FUCKING BAG OF ICE!!
*ahem*
I was supposed to go to a metal-head concert/party tonight but I am not really up to it. Obviously. Tomorrow will be better.
Friday I take Chewy to the Meet Rack. I really don't care for that place. But they have great deals on their booze. I will give them that much. Now that Chewy has a boyfriend, I enable him as much as possible. Plus his boyfriend's girlfriend is the cute rockabilly chic that I find absolutely adorable. Very easy on my eyes. She makes me smile. I should really see if I can get her to cam-whore for me.
I really need a clove...
Music to make me happy.
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