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Dec 15th, 09 @ 9pm
]

rk86_05
Venting session in 3... 2... 1.

I really can't stand my mother. I'm so sick of her.

First off, she messes my budget, and I'm currently in the hole. I had my paycheck budgeted for and so much set aside for my bills and "fun fund". She took $70 from my account and used it for herself. I confronted her about it and she had no valid excuse. So this past weekend, I was spending money I thought I had, but I don't because mom took it from me. Granted, $70 doesn't seem like that much, but when you're paying bills, parking tickets, TKE dues, and your dog's food/medicine, $70 is a lot, especially when you have every dollar from your paycheck budgeted toward something else.

I hate that she's so materialistic. It bothers me tremendously. Michael's playing games on the new TV in the living room, and mom tells him to get off because it's HER new TV. She says, "Get off that game. I want to watch MY programs on MY new TV!" with her accentuating the "my"s. I. Fucking. HATE. It. I fucking hate it when she gets mad at me because I don't buy her monthly gifts. I just want to yell and scream and throw shit at her.

My other brothers don't do shit for her. Ricky's got a kid on the way, barely works and goes to school, and plays Modern Warfare 2 all the fuckin' time. He wakes up, turns the PS3 on, and plays until I come home from class. Michael is fuckin' retarded and doesn't apply himself in school at all, and socializes way too much w/ skanky girls, bringing home 2 failing grades... WTF is up with that?!

But when I try to do what I can to better myself, take 18 credits, and work as many hours as I can get, I'm the fucking loser of the family because I haven't started my own family yet. Because I don't have a wife, let alone date at all. Because I don't show interest in the opposite sex. Because I don't have my own house yet. Because I don't have the desire to NOT leave Milwaukee and to NOT leave this family and NOT grow apart. I hate it... I hate this so much.

She's such a goddamn kid and has no regard for other people. She compains how I never respect her and whatnot... Well, how the FUCK can I respect her if she gives me NO reason to respect her back?! She lies to my dad all the time, which also bothers me. She serves as my brother-in-law's psychologist whenever he's doing something stupid with my sister. She complains and bickers about every little thing.

My parents don't give me reason to date. When I see them bicker, fight, and complain, they give me no incentive to get out and find someone because I don't want to be with someone and become just like them. That's part of the reason. When I tell them that, they think I'm messed up in the head. They criticize me for everything I do. To them, I'm the least successful person in the family, and have every right to be labeled as such.

I can't stand living in this household anymore. I know I shouldn't complain because they're people out there who are in worse boats than I, but it pisses me off because she doesn't act like an adult.

I'm cutting ties with this family after graduation. I honestly think I can function as a sane, working citizen without knowing who my family is anymore. I'm fed up with their bullshit nonsense. I'm leaving this goddamn town and my goddamn family and doing something better with my life.

People ask me all the time why I never talk about my family or parents. It's because my family gives me no reason to talk good about them. I can't praise something that isn't there. For this family, I have no love.
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By: Mark Taylor .. reply to previous note. [
Dec 15th, 09 @ 6pm
]

prettiestxwreck
[ mood | study mode ]
[ music | nothing ]

This is just my opinion.
Let me insist, this is just my opinion.
I can in no way talk for any other dude,
because it would be rude to assume we jig to the same tune.
This is just my personal view.
I want to be clear that I hold you close to me.
I may be over protective- because I care,
instead of reacting with anger why don't you see that in the end -
I am scared.
I make mistakes.
I speak with haste and never soften the words I seem to chase.
But you are the precariously perplexing anchor that keeps me in place!
But on the flip side of the coin, why would you assume another person to know what I feel?..
What I know and see when beauty breathes and sleeps so close to, me?..
Someone sitting behind a computer screen could never comprehend the way I bleed.
You are everything and nothing, because you mean so much but if I lost you I wouldn't use you as a crutch.
I've been told that if you love something you let it go- it will find its way back.
And it seems at this moment we lack the communication to find our way in the pitch black of the night..
So by the light of the sun we frolic and smile but when dark moments strike we can't find each other without our sight..
And maybe that list is right and we should never fight and I should always pay,
but goddammit I'm broke and you spending my money like I ain't anyways!
I just don't get how it doesn't work both ways. How you aren't hungry till its me taking the bill,
and when I need my stomach filled its like thats just not the same deal.
I'm not airing you out I'm just trying to be real, how can we ever heal if you won't even address the issues!
I don't know, maybe its me with the problems, but even if thats the case, kids on the internet and Cosmo can't solve em,
we gotta address this together! If you wanna know how to move towards better,
why don't you ask me instead of reading some 13 year olds letters!
Why is it that beautiful is a common word, but calling a man handsome is so seldom heard!
Why is it that its cool for you to be suspicious of bitches, but when haters is plotting on takin' my spot you do nothing to stop em!
If you want me to hold open more doors than ask me, if you want me to never look at porn you gotta get nasty!
I'm sorry thats crude but thats just the truth! I mean honestly, I have needs too!
If you want me to improve all you gotta do is talk your way through a conversation where in the beginning I am confused!
Cause I'm trying my damn best, but I just got a short fuse! You get mad at me for getting mad, what the fuck good is that gonna do?!
God dammit, kids on the net have no fucking idea the shit in my head.
So heres just my opinion for anyone listening.
I just want to be the one you can depend on.
I'll fight dudes over you because I think you're worth at least a fight.
That may not be right, but I'm not perfect, aight?
I won't change who I am, I won't filter the real thoughts in my head,
but I care for you more than anyone else, what more can be said.
I'm not a child anymore, I don't need the drama a child would bring,
I don't need to be reminded of what I fight for, its in everything that I think,
and I don't wanna play silly games, thats just not my thing.
I'll do all I can and if I simply can't you need to find a new man.
Know who you are. Know where you stand.
Because you deserve the best of the land. The cream of the crop-
and don't you ever let that thought drop.
Confidence is a beautiful thing, whether you like it or not,
and next time you want to learn about a guy- just go to him and talk.
I'm sure he'll be happy to give you his fucking opinion,
hell, I'm sure he'd be surprised you wanted to listen.

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I'm bad - gotta catch up a teeny bit - [
Dec 15th, 09 @ 12pm
]

glaciercrow
So the offer was accepted and last Thursday I took a couple hours off work to meet with the engineer and follow him around while he did his inspection. Some major work needs to be done in the little area where the washer and dryer are located. The plastic dryer vent pipe has to be replaced with metal, sheetrock needs to be put up around the water pipes. A few electrical things need to be repaired. I'm hoping it doesn't go over the $1,000 pre-negotiation limit.

Jim Douglas died last night. My heart is heavy and my lashes are occassionally wet. He had only three more days of work left before Christmas vacation and retirement. What a happy go lucky humorous man. Dixie has just got to be feeling a little lost right now after having him by her side for so many years.

Blain is back from hunting - didn't get anything. His daughter and her boyfriend had a fight with the boyfriend's sister on Sunday and that resulted in them moving back in with Blain. They are apparently on a wait list for housing, but none of those move very quickly.

Stephanie had her little girl. Boo's co-worker, Haddie, had her little girl. Crystal is pregnant. Sara is supposed to be finding out if she indeed is having a boy like she thinks.

My grandson, Avery, got a Facebook. So did Blain's mom. My son signed up for one, but I haven't seen him on it at all.

And I found out why I didn't get interviewed for the Yakutat position. Gotta finish that Bachelor's degree.
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written by a guy [
Dec 15th, 09 @ 1pm
]

prettiestxwreck
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | gilmore girls ]

We guys don't care if you talk to other guys.


We don't care if you're friends with other guys.


But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.


It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.




We don't care if a guy calls>OR TEXTS< you,
but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.



Nothing is that important at 2 a.m.



That it can't wait till the morning.



Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/
cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.



Don't tell us we're wrong.



We'll stop trying to convince you.



The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.



Yeah, you can quote me.



Don't be mad when we hold the door open.



Take Advantage of the mood im in.



Let us pay for you!
dont 'feel bad'
We enjoy doing it.


It's expected.



Smile and say 'thank you.



Kiss us when no one's watching.



If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.



You don't have to get dressed up for us.



If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to
wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.



We like you for who you are and not what you are.


Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's.



or my tshirt and boxers, not all dolled up.



Don't take everything we say seriously.



Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.



Don't get angry easily.



Stop using magazines/media as your bible.



Don't talk about how hott Chris Brown,
Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us.


It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.



Whatever happened to the word 'handsome'/'beautiful'
i'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me
with 'Hey handsome!' instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy' or whatever else you can think of.



On the other hand im not sayin i woulndnt like it ether ; )


Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, dont wait for him to change!!!!!

Ditch his sorry butt, disgrace to the male population
and find someone who will treat you with utter respect
Someone who will honor your morals.



Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.



Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.



Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.



Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say 'i love you' ..and actually mean it.



Give the nice guys a chance.



Guys repost this if you agree.




Girls repost this if you think it's cute.



Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this,
so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this.



ADVICE:

*Holdin Hands
Girls :If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of
times.



*Movies
Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder
Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.





*Loving each other
Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her
too... And mean it.


*Laying below the stars
Girls: When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chestand close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat
Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.




By 12 am tonight your one true love will realize how much they want you.



Girls repost as: written by a guy.




Guys post as: girls need to realize

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continued [
Dec 15th, 09 @ 8am
]

theotherhalf55
and i didnt want to, but i started thinking of all the sexual things weve done where i was laying. i looked in his drawer where he kept the condoms and everything, it was strange. i looked around his room and noticed how most of my stuff was still there. i wasnt sure wether i liked that or not, but i decided that i did. when he got out of the shower, he was dressed in a nice black dress shirt, and i wondered if he did that because he knew i liked the shirt on him. he sat down on the bed and started playing video games. he was trying really hard to get to this one achievement and somewhere in the excitement of it all, he grabbed my face and got really close to it, but he didnt try to kiss me. we slowly started to get closer and closer while he was playing, and eventually he grabbed me and put my head under the crook of his arm so that my chin was resting on his ribcage. it was the closest weve been since we broke up, and it felt strange, but good strange. after a while, i told him that if he won a certain achievement, he would make my day. when he finally won it, e were both excited, and i gave him a hug. and just the way we were positioned, he ended up being on top of me and i was laying face up underneath him. he said "i just want to go to sleep now", but then he picked up the controller, and i stayed where i was. eventually though, i figured his parents would come in and i didnt want them seeing me in the position i was in, so i rolled away. from then on during the night, the vibe was different. it was like we never broke up. when we went out to visit with the guests, we joked and laughed, and sat together as we ate. he did things like touch my knee or my hair, and it felt like he cared about me. and i cared about him back. when dinner was over, i helped him clear, and we went outside with marshmellows and sticks to roast them. we sat outside and talked, and he said thank you for coming. and i said thank you for having me. after that, we visited with his family and i watched him have desert. when he was done, we went into his room and talked, by now it was getting past 8oclock and i was starting to get nervous that he wanted me home. but then when we sat in his room and talked, he asked me if i wanted to watch a movie, and i said yes. so we layed in his bed together under the blankets and watched anchorman. we laughed and joked and recited all the lines. he tickled me and i did a half assed job of fighting back. im not sure when, but i eventually rolled over onto my stomach to get comfortable. he did the same thing. we werent touching very much, but i still felt close to him. and im pretty sure he felt the same thing. eventually he flipped over so i was facing his back, and i scooted in so that my torso was pressed against him for warmth, and i fell asleep. i dont think he did, but i cant be sure. when i woke up, it was 11 something. i was half awake, half asleep and i remember him getting up to turn the movie back an hour and a half. looking back on it, that was probably the happiest moment ive had in over a month, knowing that he wanted me to stay for longer. that was when i felt like it wasnt really over between us, that whatever we had wasnt done yet, because he didnt want it to be. I stayed awake and by now we were laying really close, and he had his feet on my feet to "keep them warm" he says. i didnt mind and i rolled over and fell back asleep. i woke up at 1220, and he was awake. i told him i needed to go, and he didnt want me too, but i was going to be in a lot of trouble if i didnt leave soon. so he walked me to the door and he gave me a hug. it lasted for probably 30 seconds, and after a while, i said "okay, friend hug is over" and we seperated, and i got in my car. he waited until i was out of sight to go inside.


looking back on the whole day, i have no idea what to think. that was saturday, today is tuesday. when i left his house, i kind of expected things to be different between us from there on out. like maybe they would go back to the way they used to be, like he realized how good we had it and wants that back. but thats not how it worked, and it was inevitable that i fall on my face after something like that. it felt so good that i just couldnt let go of the hope that he would want me back. but yesterday, when i saw him in class, it was like that whole night never happened. as ruby pointed out, because i am an idiot, i didnt say anything to him on saturday night about where we stood. i should have asked him "why are you doing this" or "what are we now" or "are you happy with this" but i didnt because i didnt want to ruin whatever perfect thing was happening inside me.

i love him so much. i gave him so much of myself, and i really needed him when he broke up with me. the fact that i didnt get into GW is probably the irony of the year. because even though i dont think he broke up with me over college, i think i pushed him away in my quest for GW greatness, and the fact that i didnt even make it kind of makes what i put our relationship through a waste. i regret having anything to do with that place.

we are hanging out today after school, studying for our exam. i think im going to try and talk to him about our weird situation, and hopefully i can get somewhere, because if i cant, its the last time i see him for over two weeks.
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Dec 15th, 09 @ 11pm
]

fires_dreams
I'm so pissed off.
I had a super bad day at work.
I don't even want to talk about it.

The worst part is It was bad enough it makes me want to quit.

I can't quit. I need this job.
I keep working shitty jobs. Which then make me miserable, and I then want to quit...
But it doesn't matter!
No matter how bad the job, how bad they treat me, and how screwed around with I am, I have to stick it out.
I knew it would be tough when I took the job.
I need to not complain.
Just suck it up.
All I need is a year.
damn damn damn damn damn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[
Dec 15th, 09 @ 9am
]

myperfectenemy
I'm thinking . . . NEW MIX.
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[
Dec 15th, 09 @ 8am
]

mourningcolours
We got along so well. Everyone thought we were dating. I guess we had that sort of chemistry. You know, where you could talk for hours on end one day, and still have so much to say the very next.

And we used to play this sort of embarrassment game, to see who could embarrass the other into submission, into calling off the game, and I think that my weakness was that I never gave up. Maybe that was my strength. But he never gave up either, and that's why things were always so interesting. It was always a "see how close you can get and how much you can bare without touching" type of thing. A fun sexual tension.

He agreed that subtlety was fun. Talking around the subject so as to confuse anyone around... yet we knew exactly what the other was saying, was suggesting, was implying. So we talked in circles.

And. Well... one night we were sitting in his truck playing the game, egging each other on. From the night before I knew that he liked me. He'd finally sort of admitted it in that round-about kind of way. He broke the game then and said he didn't want to talk about it yet.

Yet?

That's why I brought it up again. I told him that I didn't believe him and that if he was gutsy enough that he'd prove it... but I didn't think he would. I told him he was too safe and I was the one who made moves and pushed things. And so he told me then, with a smirk on his face, to push. He said "then do what you do, initiator."

I bit my lip. My breath swirled out in a cloud in front of me, fogging up the window. I remember all the thoughts racketing around in my head dropping to my stomach and thinking that for once, I might lose the game.

"You're a wimp." I told him and sat back in my chair, thinking of what else I could say to nudge him.

And he shut me up with a kiss.

Any sort of strategy that was in my head quickly melted away. Finally. I'd lost the game. I had loved him since I met him and I was finally getting my chance...

We "made out". I went home on a cloud.

One from which he quickly tore me down.

In no subtle manner the very next day, he said "I don't want a relationship with you yet, I've met someone else."
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Dec 15th, 09 @ 7am
]

kikinryan
I just found out that a friend of mine and Ry's breast cancer has returned and it's stage 4. Poor girl.... she was very strong and determined to beat it the first time..... so I know that she can do it again esp. with the great support that she has now being married. It's just giving her another reason to fight even harder. I hate cancer.... it always happens to good ppl too. Ugh, but what can you do, cancer will do what it wants, when it wants and however it wants.... it's so uncontrolable. All I can say is FU CANCER!!!
Hannah and I are heading to the city this morning. BB on Wednesday with some updates hopefully.
♥ Kelly
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Dec 15th, 09 @ 2am
]

rk86_05
I'll blog sometime this upcoming Thursday. I'm still alive. School's just been crazy because it's the end of the semester. Tomorrow's my LAST day...

---

Next semester, I may go crazy. 18 credits... Geez. Can I do it?
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Dec 15th, 09 @ 12am
]

missmarymarch
I'll pretend it's me that makes your heart ache like that, but I'll never know since I won't ask. I'd rather pretend then pursue such a dangerous path.

Besides, I'm locked on another target. My attention is being divided and I'm looking for possibilities with another. I can't handle all of you, so the only thing I can do is try to push you out. Like always, a little remains. That little piece that stays, is just enough for me to keep swallowing. Pushing it further, covering it up, masking it.

I love you but it's only goodbyes I have for you. My lover who's always leaving, I can't catch you. You are the wind, you control the tide. You push the weary sailors to my reef and I sing them to them until they die. Don't you know, I sing for you? I don't even see them at my feet. I see them only long enough to kick them off, send them to the other things in the sea.

..But I can't. Not with you. I can't never catch you and my heart has broken too many times to be called a heart. So I give up. I don't have enough string to hold it together. I'm going to try another, even if it's you I dream of.
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Dec 15th, 09 @ 12am
]

missmarymarch
Einstein and Issac, speak to me brothers!
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[
Dec 14th, 09 @ 7pm
]

urallthatiwant
[ mood | pessimistic ]

i miss having control over my life
ways to fix that:
get better friends
do not have a boyfriend
have sex with lots of boys?
do homework
try hard in school
exercise daily
smoke a lot of weed
get another job
tell someone my secrets
(make(find) secrets)
not OD on sleeping pills
eating healthy
not using plastic water bottles
sucking up more to my Journalism teacher(aka buying her fat, pregnant ass candy)
reading novels
quitting facebook
taking pictures
decorating my room

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Dec 14th, 09 @ 4pm
]

lilroxybabe8188
Today I was talking to my mom about how I didn't have a punch-bowl and I didn't want to buy one because they were so expensive. Well, genious mom taught me how to utilize the things I already have: Read more... )
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short blog on weekend [
Dec 14th, 09 @ 6am
]

glaciercrow
On Friday Boo stopped by and left me the keys to Moby. She was on her way home sick. That was actually good for me. I was able to drive out with Steve’s paper and deliver it, then meet with Nathan and sign all of his. Dinner at Blain’s parents’ was nice. Birthday celebration for Kenny, whose birthday was Thursday, and Marnell, whose birthday was Saturday. Blain was chomping at the bit to get home where we got on the computers.

Saturday was a little sleep in. Pool – did terrible. 20 total points

Sunday – pool, Moby to Boo, Wee Fishee (roosters); stuff home, Blain’s computers, his make-up match, home; ferrets, cage, shower, Rob, computer, bed.
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2009 year in review: a meme [
Dec 14th, 09 @ 11am
]

teliamac
it's that time of year again. the time when the same ol' meme shows up on blogs everywhere. mine is no exception. Read more... )
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im nervous [
Dec 14th, 09 @ 8am
]

theotherhalf55
to write this.
but i know i have to, im going to want to remember what happened saturday night. if for no other reason, than so that i can remember that it really did happen.

i went to ryans house saturday afternoon around 1oclock. i think he was nervous, i was really nervous. i dont think either of us knew what to expect, but it wasnt as weird as i thought it would be. I walked in and he directed me to his moms office so that i could get help converting my slides to digital pictures, and he walked outside to finish mowing the lawn. afterwards, i went outside to see if he wanted me to leave. he didnt, so i watched him mow the lawn.he saw that i was cold so he threw me his jacket and i put it on. he left after a while, and i found him in his room laying on his bed. it was the first time i sat on his bed in a while and i think he understood that it made me uncomfortable because he told me it was okay for me to lay down. then we started to play video games together, and thats when i think it started. he looked at me like he used to, and i could tell that things were different than they had been at school. we played for a few hours, and his mom walked in and told us they were leaving. it was strange because when we were dating, that always signified having sex to me and ryan. so when she left, i felt a little bit awkward but we kept playing. i honestly dont remember what happened after that, except that he tried sticking his hand down my jeans in an attempt to do that joke we have about him sticking his cold hands on my ass. he tried and i shot him a look, like "dont even think about it" he looked at me and said "i cant.." and i said "No.you cant." after that, his parents came home and we went out to meet them. apparently his mom was having a dinner party that night with all of her girlfriends. ryan said "my mom wants to know if you want to stay for dinner". and from the way he said it i couldnt decide if he wanted me or if he was just being polite. i figured id take my chances and stay. so we sat on his couch while he ate pizza and watched a movie. we talked and joked and things were a lot like they used to be and we both knew it. then things got a little bit weird. we both went outside and i was wearing his jacket again. and we were sitting by each other, and the mood got strange and tense. and i saw that he was wearing my wristband thing and i said "is that mine?" and he told me that he wears it because his arm looks naked without it and he didnt like not having it. and for some reason all i could picture was paige watson going down on him and him offering my hairtie to her. so i said "take it off" and i tried to pull it off his arm. he didnt like that but i was persistent, and he finally said okay and he flung it onto the table. i knew that i pissed him off but i didnt care because i was thinking of all the shit people have told me about him. we sat it chairs that were far away from each other and talked, but the mood was still weird. then we decided to make a fire, and the mood wasnt changing, but he had to go in and take a shower, so i followed him into his room. he showered and i laid on his bed and texted garrett.
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Dec 14th, 09 @ 8am
]

kikinryan
Okay I think we've narrowed it down to 2 girls names and now 2 boys names... lol

Girls:
Emily Tyler
Tyler Lillian

Boys:
Nathan Scott
Tyler Scott

Yes we really like the name Tyler... lol. I leave for the city tomorrow and dr. appointment Wednesday morning. As long as my in-laws don't get a CN (coal train) call.
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Dec 13th, 09 @ 9pm
]
dischordia
blurty its been so long but you are always there for me when i need you. i have some shit in my head thats hard to confess i will get back to that later. right now i fucking hate everyone well not mark but everyone else. I am so pissed I was glad that eric always got along and liked my friends but i didnt think that when we broke up that he would replace me with my friends. I cannot hang out with ANY of my friends without him there. He seriously ALWAYS shows up fucking always. Its like the goddamn ghost of boyfriend past and I hate it. Oh well fuck him and fuck them I guess I will make new friends wait who needs fucking friends when you have kids. I don't have fucking time for them anyways. yes being a single mom with an absentee father is a real fucking joy too. it doesnt matter that i have no help in this world besides the government I am goddamn wonder woman. and fuck christmas too i dont have a fucking single dollar to get my kids any fucking thing and if i did i would spend it on beer. i want to get fucking shittyand my daughter doesnt ever want to see a man in my life because all i need is her right?!? she runs the fucking show around here. I am a horrible bitch cunt of a mom anyways. i want to starve. i dont want to eat for weeks i am a fat fucking cow. how can anyone love me when i am hideous and a fucking mom to top it off. he will figure out soon enough that i am a piece of shit. i want to cut out my tounge so i cannot speak EVER. I can't wait for this fucking week to be over but i have sitting trapped in my home listening to my kids fight constantly to look forward too. no one can fucking love me weeeeeeeee
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Dec 13th, 09 @ 11pm
]

lilroxybabe8188
My favoriteee party of the year always winds up being my Black & White party. Aside from the massive celebration I always make my birthday out to be, I think I pretty much go all out with my Christmas party.

Typically I have planned this party before Thanksgiving. But somehow winter has gotten away from me and it this party has crept up fast. Tomorrow mom and I are going to Sam's Club where I plan on getting all the food. But there is so much to think about. My schedule is full until my exam is over Thursday. So I essentially have two days of party planning.

I have yet to figure out my favor. This sounds odd because the last time you got a party favor was probably at a 5th grade birthday. But, tradition prevails. First year was shot glasses and last year was wine glasses. What should it be this year? beer mugs? is it too late for that? Will I even have the money after I supply 40-50 guests with endless supplies of food and booze?

Anyway - I planned out a list of all the things I need to do/make/plan for Saturday. It's lengthy. I am going to die hahaha.

Christmas Party:
Things to be prepared>>
- Make Eggnog
- 250 Jello Shots: Red & Green
- Chocolate Fondue: Bananas, strawberries, & poundcake
- Shit ton of Cookies
- Ask Annie to make 7-layer dip
- Ashly is bringing crab dip
- Talk to Brian about getting a picture frame for signing
- CleanCleanClean!
- Do we have enough toilet paper?
- Set up enough blankets and pillows for people crashing
- Finish Christmas playlist
- What in the f are the favors going to be?
- We need a ruit table!! and playing cards! and most likely ping pong balls!
- Dig out the decorations
- Fuck I don't have a dress... get to White House Black Market asap
- Where is the pterodactyl (Mango) going?

Things to be purchased>>
- Three handles of vodka, one rum, one tequila
- Three cases of beer
- Cups & balls
- Food: Cheese cubes/olives, vegetable platter, chips for all the dips, pickles!, mini ham sandwiches, Bree cheese,
- Non-Alc: 4 liters of coke, 2 liters of sprite, biggg thing of cranberry juice, orange juice

Hope nobody is expecting Christmas gifts this year!!!
I am in over my head with this party. Oops!!!
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He should have been my son-in-law [
Dec 13th, 09 @ 2pm
]

babidoll7168
So Mike's son wants nothing to do with Mike... Same page as me... But I still talk to his son, Jordan, because I feel for the boy. He's 12 years old and every where he goes he feels unwelcome and the rules are drastically different from one house to the next.... He feels everyone lies to him and he hates it at his grandparents... but they have custody of him.

He hates his dad which is absolutely horrible! but completely understandable at the same time! He wants to see his dad better himself... but how do you tell a 12 year old or is he 13 now.... that its not going to happen.

I want to be a part of Jordan's Life... for a short while I had myself ready to be his step-mom... in a sense... and I am going to give birth to his half-sister. I want them to have a relationship, but its going to be hard because I know that carol and tom will never let me see Jordan.... They have no idea that we talk on face book. Its our little secret... and I'm going to start earning Jordan's respect and love or whatever you want to call it by keeping our little secret and always being there for him for someone to talk to about anything... he can tell me anything and I won't be mad at him... I'll tell him the truth always and hopefully when he gets older and he can make more decisions on his own... hopefully he will decide to spend some time with myself and Lily!

It really will be good for him!

I also told Jordan that the next time I get an pet to put in the Snakes old tank that he should come with me and we can go to several different pet stores and see what is all out there to choose from! It will be fun!

I just hope I'm actually given the opportunity to do that with him!
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footbaaaaall [
Dec 13th, 09 @ 1pm
]

teliamac
i think i might be learning to enjoy football. even though i don't know anything about it, what with all the crazy-ass rules. seriously, have you ever looked at all those rules laid out in one place? no wonder an event with an hour's worth of actual play time takes like three hours total.

but i'm watching the game with darren and we have delicious food to go with it, and he actually seem to enjoy explaining things to me whenever i'm all "what the fuck does that mean?"

but really, it's mostly about the food.
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Dec 13th, 09 @ 1pm
]

twelvesies
Untitled For Now

The sheet-tossing morning talking
ruins the day before sunrise.
Might as well do the rest of the world a favor;
might as well give it up with shrapnel to the head
or by burying ourselves alive in mattress pads.

I did not mean to kick the wall.
Angry, naked, me shrinking from touch
as you turned away pacing self-injuriously -
clumsy with misunderstanding,
foot meets wall and you stay where you are.
I slide deeper beneath the pillows
unsure if I want to avoid another session or
start one.

You weigh down the bed with words,
pinpricking me with arrows that
you have every right to,
giving me bedsores.
Tissue decays and I face the wall with
each compulsory tear;
you don’t believe in change and
I don’t believe in pity.
Each running on opposite tracks,
you sink arms cautious around where
I seek refuge in the sleep-sweat sheets.
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When does being nice become stalking? [
Dec 13th, 09 @ 12pm
]

babidoll7168
There is a customer at the Laundry mat that comes in every time I work. His name is Brian... and he's like 44 years old. He lives a lone in an apartment complex and works at the post office. He's never married, was engaged.

Well every time I work he always manages to stop in with laundry, whether its morning or night, weekend or week day. He is here... He knows what car I drive so its extremely easy for him to see if I am here or not. And if he doesn't have laundry to do he'll still stop in and want to talk.

Every now and then he'll cook me food and bring it in... Now granted its really good food... But when he showed up at 7:45 in the morning at my other job just as I was pulling up to work that kind of creeped me out!

Or when he showed up at the laundry mat drunk because he was drinking at the restaurant next door, and stayed my entire shift... and then I couldn't let him walk home because it was FREEZING that day... then he tried to kiss me when he was getting out of my car!

I mean does this sound as creepy as I think it is. I don't know how to tell him to leave me alone... and I was going to quit this job, which would pretty much cut off all lines of communication... except he has my e-mail address, I'm not sure why (I can't remember) I gave it to him in the first place.

He does nice things to... he sent my mother and myself a Christmas card. and he is good conversation! He likes to listen... I like to talk!!!!

But he just creeps me out!

He also likes to check on my ex-boyfriend on the Wisconsin Circuit Court thing... so I really have no privacy at all!

He remembers.... EVERYTHING I say.... Even if its just something I was saying in a small hormonal rant... he doesn't realize that I might not be as upset as I am at that current moment.....

And he always thinks I'm sad, when its just that I don't sit with a smile plastered on my face 24/7. If I did then people would think I'm crazy!

I don't know.... I wish he would leave me alone...

My parents also think he is my friend now, and My mom talks to him all the time when she goes to the post office....

I mean he might just be that nice of a person... and since the whole world is evil it seems strange... but when does to nice become creepy.... and when does creepy become stalking!

UGH
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Winter sucks monkey balls!! [
Dec 13th, 09 @ 10am
]

babidoll7168
So not only does winter suck due to it being extremely cold! It sucks because you have to shovel....

Pregnant women can't shovel...

It sucks because you have to put salt down or you will slip and fall on the ice...

Pregnant women can not carry the heavy bags of salt!

It sucks because you have to scrape your windows off every morning and start your car 20 minutes early!

Pregnant women have big belly's and when I lean into my car to scrape the windows I get it all wet!!!!

AND

(this one has nothing to do with being pregnant and winter sucking)

It wreaks complete and utter havoc on your windshield wipers!!!

Last night after work my windshield wiper was frozen to the window and I was unaware! And I went to turn them on to help get the snow off my window and it completely snapped and flipped upside down and all around and was completely cock-eyed and only cleaning a small portion of my window... Luckily the portion it was cleaning was exactly where I needed it cleaned!!! YAY!!!

But now this morning on my way to work it snapped off completely... and the metal arm that hold the wiper on is touching my window... so now until I have that fixed I can NOT use my wind shield wipers with out fear and risk of scratching up my window!!!

NOW.... Another lucky thing is... I am completely 100% verse in changing windshield wipers! I have done it many times... I seems to go through them like my dog goes through toys.... But because it is WINTER... It is COLD outside! And they are metal... which means....

IT IS GOING TO SUCK ASS TO CHANGE THEM!!!

It will hurt my fingers and my gloves will get all wet which will make my hands cold....

I would pay some one else to do it, but wind shield wipers are either cheap because they are cheap or expensive because they are expensive... but either way winter ruins them! So I normally wait till Spring to buy new ones... but winter just began and I can't wait till SPRING to buy new ones!

UGH What a predicament I always manage to find myself in!

Winter also sucks because for some reason my back window defrost only heats up the middle 3 lines... which is okay because that's my line of sight... but I don't understand why they have the lines all the way down the window if only the middle 3 work. They have never all worked, but everyone I asked said that they should all heat up... But when there is a LOT of ice on the window it sucks to scrape it all off and I can not count on my defrost.... never ever!

Panic attacks are much more often in the winter, fear of going in the ditch like last year... or possibly driving right off the high way ramp... which almost happened last year... My car doesn't not want any more bodily damage thanks to me! And then I kick it.... I'm such an idiot! I love my car though and I will never get rid of it... unless of course its totaled... but then still I would have to figure out at least a part of it to keep for ever in memory of my first car!

The car isn't worth anything in trade in value anymore... before it had half of the body damage it has now it was still only worth $1500 for trade in.... now I can only imagine how much the number has dropped... I'll keep it... Its better on gas mileage then the car I want....

A Chevy Tahoe.... I wonder how those do in the winter? and with being so tall its going to be extra hard to change the windshield wiper blades and extra hard to scrape the window! But it is so SEXY!!! Oh I want one so bad... and the space it would provide for me..... OMG!!! I WANT ONE SO BAD!!!! That is my goal though...

Start dancing

Get a new car! (but also keep old car)

I like it!

Okay I'm off to go clean something again in the laundry mat!

I'll blog more later!
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