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I have decided to go ahead and make this journal for the most part private.  Too many people are finding there way here that I really don't want in my personal life.  If you want to be a friend though just shoot me a comment with how you came across this journal and how we know eachother (if we do).  There are really only a few people I don't want to see this.  If you think you ought to be approved you most likely will be.  I'd much rather you not be some random fool wanting to add me for shits and giggles though please.  I don't mind new people, but at least feel that we MAY have something in common.



This journal contains adult themes

Patty Griffin - Rain




It's hard to listen to a hard hard heart
Beating close to mine
Pounding up against the stone and steel
Walls that I won't climb
Sometimes a hurt is so deep deep deep
You think that you're gonna drown
Sometimes all I can do is weep weep weep
With all this rain falling down

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm holding on underneath this shroud
Rain

Its hard to know when to give up the fight
Two things you want will just never be right
Its never rained like it has to night before
Now I don't wanna beg you baby
For something maybe you could never give
I'm not looking for the rest of your life
I just want another chance to live

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm holding on underneath this shroud
Rain

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm holding on underneath this shroud
Rain

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm still alive underneath this shroud
Rain Rain Rain

Self Esteem

This one goes out to almost every man who tries to get suave with me over the intarwebz.

I <3 Garfunkel and Oates.  Look them up on Facebook!

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Adele - Set Fire to the Rain




"Set Fire To The Rain"

I let it fall, my heart,
And as it fell you rose to claim it
It was dark and I was over
Until you kissed my lips and you saved me

My hands, they're strong
But my knees were far too weak
To stand in your arms
Without falling to your feet

But there's a side to you
That I never knew, never knew.
All the things you'd say
They were never true, never true,
And the games you play
You would always win, always win.

[Chorus:]
But I set fire to the rain,
Watched it pour as I touched your face,
Well, it burned while I cried
'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name!

When I lay with you
I could stay there
Close my eyes
Feel you here forever
You and me together
Nothing gets better

'Cause there's a side to you
That I never knew, never knew,
All the things you'd say,
They were never true, never true,
And the games you play
You would always win, always win.

[Chorus:]
But I set fire to the rain,
Watched it pour as I touched your face,
Well, it burned while I cried
'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name!

I set fire to the rain
And I threw us into the flames
Well, it felt something died
'Cause I knew that there was the last time, the last time!

Sometimes I wake up by the door,
That heart you caught must be waiting for you
Even now when we're already over
I can't help myself from looking for you.

[Chorus:]
I set fire to the rain,
Watched it pour as I touched your face,
Well, it burned while I cried
'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name

I set fire to the rain,
And I threw us into the flames
Well, it felt something died
'Cause I knew that there was the last time, the last time, oh, oh!

Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn

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I Hate Running Around

So yesterday I went to get my drug screening and PPD test for the new job.  On my way there I get a little turned around and call for directions.  I get told that the PPD test was not able to be done at the time, so I let them know I will be in today.  Ok great!  This morning I get a call from my new employer informing me that I have to go back to the place I was yesterday for the PPD, and then to another lab for the pee test.  ARGH!  Why couldn't they just do it all in one place!  Ahh well at least it's done.  I still have to schlep back to Marlton on Friday though to have my arm checked.  Grrrrr!  I guess I'll just go late as possible and stop by to see Joyce.  Stupid driving.  >.<

Fuck you Reality!

About to escape in a book for a couple of hours...  I thought this was appropriate.

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Writer's Block: Paranormal activity

Tell us a ghost or supernatural encounter you’ve experienced.
I may have told this before.  I know this story is floating around LJ somewhere as a friend of mine once was collecting peoples paranormal experiences and posting them here.  Oh well, here we go.

In 2004 I lost a dear friend to a brain tumor.  He died days before his first and only sons' first birthday.  Not long after I was visiting with his wife (another dear friend of mine), and the child.  Some time goes by and we decide it's time to get our nicotine fix.  It is fall, so we bundle up the boy in his jacket and put him in his high chair which we wheel out on to the back porch with us.  We check the wind direction and place him on the other end of the small porch as to keep the smoke from his face.

My friend and I are sitting on a bench, attempting to have a conversation as the little tyke plays every babies favorite game.  "Let's throw this so I can laugh while the grown up scramble to retrieve it".  His projectile of choice was his paciphier.

After several throws it finally rolls off of the porch and we basically say "tough luck kid".  We were not about to root around in the bushes for a 50 cent paciphier.  He cries of course and we all make our way back inside.

We continue hanging out.  Talking and whatnot.  The boy is standing on his mothers lap staring in to the kitchen.  We are the only three in the house, but he is very fixedly looking in one spot, waving happily at nothing.  I smiled and gave a small nod of acknowledgement in the general direction of the waves.  I know in my heart it was his father saying hello.

Some time goes by, and again, it's time for another dose of cancer.  As I bundle him and place him in the high chair my friend goes for the door.  I hear my friend, in a rather small voice say "Umm, Diana?".  I turn to look at her, and then look down at where she is staring, quite in disbelief.  The lost paciphier sitting just outside the sliding glass door.  Again, I raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying in my head "Thanks Chris".

zzZZzzZZzzZZzz

Can't sleep...  Or rather, I can sleep, just at crazy fucked up hours!  Gah!  Shoot me!

The more I try to fix my sleeping, the worse it gets.  Blargh!

Brain...  Won't...  Stop!

Height/Weight Proportionate

"Please be somewhat H/W/P , I am not attracted to BBW's"

 

I read the above line in a personals profile today.  I am not offended by it.  One is welcome to there physical preference.  Nor am I jealous or upset that I wouldn't meet physical criteria as this gentleman is not my cup of tea.

I am, however irked by his terming "H/W/P" and then stating that he is not attracted to BBWs.  Being height/weight proportionate has nothing to do with being overweight, it has to do with the body being PROPORTIONATE.  A simple example is this:

While portioning dinner this evening I served the vegetables and side dish in equal sized portions, therefore they are proportionate.  To apply it to myself, I am a little overweight...  I am not an overly large lady but I suppose I would fall in to a BBW range.  I am also short in stature, have rather full breasts, and a round bottom, which I have had since my size 9 days (I will wear you again favorite jeans!).  My body is in complete proportion.  My legs are not skinny, my hips and thighs line up nicely with the rest of my body, and my stomach does not stick out farther than anything else.  That is proportion.

 

My point, boys and girls is when describing your physical likes please, please, PLEASE use your brain and simple middle school learnings.

 

Perhaps I'm being picky, but lack of intelligence in personals ads bugs me.

Outasight - Good Evenin'

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