Ohh Look at The Birdie!!

•February 23, 2007 • Leave a Comment

All right that is it damnit. Something has got to give. I am tired. I am so tired that I now have 2 more pretty bruises to add to my collection I have received from flat out walking right into shit. I also just about tripped and knocked myself the eff out walking back to my desk, because apparently my feet are just too damn heavy to pick up. I am mentally and physically tired. Put a damn fork in me I am done.

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The last two nights have been realllllyyyy lacking in the sleep department. I have been up til well past midnight doing things that needed to done. (none of them fun mind you) Then when I finally get to bed it is like a damn game. I just get to sleep…..something retarded happens to wake me back up. This goes on and on and on.

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Here are a few of the contributing factors……..

Our bedroom TV is possessed. I don’t know why or how, but it is. It will all of the sudden just start turning off and on repeatedly without Chris or I touching it. This will go on for about an hour. Off…On…Off…On…. In all actuality the first night this happened, it should have freaked me the hell out, but I was too damn tired to give a shit. I figured if there was a ghost or poltergeist or whatever playing with my TV, so be it I just wanted some sleep. The devil himself could have rose up from the ground and threatened to take my soul and I would have said whatever and tried to go back to sleep.


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We have two puppies. For some reason, that I just can’t seem to grasp, they want to play WWE during the middle of the night. Their little punk asses will tear all over our bedroom making sure to bump into the bed at least 231546854 times, growling and rolling around, and acting like fools. This really pisses me off after the 2nd time it happens and I spend the next 231546852 times busting ass, which requires me to be up and out of bed. Good times.

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Chris is a heavy sleeper and he snores just as heavily. No fault of his own of course, but it can be rather hard to sleep through. He is also a flopper. I will be laying there on my side and his limbs will suddenly come flying over on top of me near knocking the wind out of me. He also has this thing about having his hand on my face. Now for the record, I do not like my face touched by anyone for any reason. It actually pisses me off, but him being who he is, I let him slide on that one. So I lay there irritated that his hand is on my face until I can actually move it without him putting it right back. Again…good times.


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There are many many many other things that I could complain about, like the pack of wild cats outside, the constant sound of fire trucks and ambulances, and my son who get up 35424154 times a night to use the bathroom, but honestly I am too tired………..

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I guess I should be thankful, it could be worse right??


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MI

Moving

•February 21, 2007 • 3 Comments

I am in the process of transferring all my old blogs from blogger/myspace, so it may look like I am posting a million blogs a day. Not a chance. I am tiring of the myspace blogging thing and don’t know how much longer I will hold up there, but I still want to keep track of all my work so I am moving them here. Plus I noticed a myspace spy on my subscription list and I don’t want to chance them deleting me and losing everything. Just an FYI.

Nekkid

•February 21, 2007 • Leave a Comment

I know this was supposed to be up Monday, but I couldn’t build up enough nerve to follow through with it.

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Don’t know what you were expecting, but you oughta know by now that nothing I do is that simple. Happy Tuesday……

Juvies

•February 19, 2007 • 1 Comment

I was watching the show Juvies last night on MTV and got to tell you I was little shocked. I mean I know that there are kids out there that are lost and need help, but some of the little shitheads need more than a juvenile detention could give them.

There was this one kid, 16 years old, who was high as a kite and he turned in front of another lady and she hit the back of his SUV. When he came in for processing they allowed him to speak with his mother on speaker phone. The mother, as many would have done, started immediately crying and asking him what he was doing to himself. The kid started to laugh and said that he was done with the phone call. No response, no remorse, no I am sorry mom. I was shocked.

I know that each circumstance is different and I understand that there is sometimes angst between parents and children, but I don’t understand a kid laughing at his heart broken mother.

They then take the little snotrag to his cell and he proceeded to tell the camera crew that what really sucks about this situation is that it is a Friday night and he would much rather be at a party. And that it really really sucked that he didn’t have any weed or cigarettes.

Um okay….that is the worst. Forget the fact that you could have killed someone while you were out screwing around. Forget the fact that you could have killed the other kids in the car. Forget the fact that your mother is at home crying because she can’t figure out where she went wrong. Yeah forget all that……..

Fast forward hours later.

They show the kid in his cell, in nothing but his drawers, punching the hell out of his door. In his got damn drawers. WTF! He hits it so many times that he no doubt broke the hell out his hand. When his hand was no longer functional, he started to kick the door. They had to send in a big ass MF to come in and lock his butt down.

Fast forward to visitation.

Mom shows up and does the….everyone loves you and cares for you and you are not a bad kid bullshit. She tells him that he is going to be grounded when he gets out. He gets up, throws a tantrum, and says this place was making him crazy and that it wasn’t his fault. It was his friends fault, even though he was driving. He said he shouldn’t be there, it was his life and he can do what he wants.

Fast forward to meal time.

He tells his friends that his mother is the one that is messed up. That she should spend a night where he is and that he will talk her out of his grounding as soon as he gets home.

It is Juvie for crying out loud. Not jail or prison or any place where he has to worry about getting butt raped or the snot knocked out of him. Throw his ass in prison, let him run around hitting shit in his drawers. See if Bubba don’t find his ass.

I couldn’t help but shake my head at the blatant ignorance of this kid. I would never in a million years have ever behaved that way. Don’t get me wrong, I have done my share of ignorant childish things and have been arrested before, but I learned my lesson. I didn’t use the wake up call I was given, to further harm myself and the others around me.

I tell you what, if that was my kid……I would have called there asses up and told them to pull their damn belts off their pants and give him an ass whooping he would never forget. Give him something to fear….give him a reminder that he is a kid and his outrageous behaviors will not be tolerated.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I am not big on spanking. I just think that there are certain times when a child does need a spanking and talking is just not good enough. I got my ass whooped on many occasions and sometimes I didn’t think I deserved it, but in reality I did. I am proof that a good old ass whooping leaves an impression. I learned that I was not in control, that my parents were and when I messed up big time, I was going to have to suffer the consequences of my actions. I learned that every negative action has a punishment. I learned right from wrong. My kids have been spanked a time or two and now that if need be, they would get one today. I have no problems with them, outside of petty crap, and they are good kids.

I don’t know where I was going with this. I guess it makes me scared of what our society is coming to where my kids are concerned. I guess I am worried that those types of punks are going to be out there, on the road, in my child’s school, in my neighborhood, in my life and there is not a damn thing I can do about it. It bothers me that there are so many kids out there that are lost, whether it be by fault of their parents or not and there is nothing the rest of us can physically do about it. It is just too big of a task to take on and beat.

Maybe we need to start a group called “I am gonna whoop your child’s ass if you don’t”.

You think it will fly?? No??

How bout we start with these two…….

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Kidding…I just thought those two were was funny as hell. No doubt there mama already got them. lol

Dear Mother Nature

•February 17, 2007 • Leave a Comment

February 16, 2007

Dear Mother Nature,

It has recently come to my attention that you have been slacking on your end of our bargain. As you could imagine, I was utterly shocked this morning as I arrived at work and witnessed such a horrid event taking place. The lawn maintenance guys were actually covering all the outdoor tropical plants, in fear of an upcoming frost. I was very taken aback and deemed that this had to be a simple mistake. This is the sunshine state after all, and we don’t cover our plants in the winter this far south and we sure as hell don’t have frost. In fact you know very well that we don’t have a winter at all. We have forgone the winter season in exchange for a rainy season and blue hair season.

Now if you remember back to our agreement, it was sworn that I would not complain nor wreck havoc with you in exchange for warm and wondrous tropical weather. I would accept the torrential downpours day after day during season and bear the occasional threat of a hurricane. (Although, you pretty much have bent us over the bed on that one the last few years.) I can also wholeheartedly say that I have lived up to my end of the bargain. You on the other hand have not.

Let it be known that I have discussed the current situation with Mr. Weatherman and what the projected conditions for this evening are and I am extremely disappointed in your behavior. He confirmed, to my devastation, that there is indeed a threat of a frost this evening. I told him it must be some kind of mistake, but he reassured me it was not.

So this is the deal…….

I am cold. I don’t like to be cold. It has been too got damn cold for the last week and I have just dealt. My blood is too thin to take this shit. I go into fits of shivers numerous times throughout the day. It has got to stop. I don’t give a shit what your deal is. I understand that the hot flashes of menopause can be gruesome, but seriously bitch don’t take the rest of us down with you.

Know this, I have sent word to Father Time and informed him of your actions. I am sorry it has come to this, but you left me no other option. A girl has got to do, what a girls got to do. I was reassured via messenger that he would be dealing with you directly. You know he and I have an unbreakable bond and I suggest you watch your ass. Rest assured I will get my pound of flesh. Fix what you have broken or pay the consequences.


Colder Than a Witches Tit,

Mystery Inside

Tag

•February 16, 2007 • 1 Comment

So yeah I was fukentagged by Fukendrinkin, which really fuken sucks let me fuken tell ya.


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Normally I would just fuken pretend like I didn’t know I was fuken tagged and don’t do it, but since I actually got fuken busted on this one…..I will give in. Fukenkudos.


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6 random things about me…….

~ I went to band camp once. No I did not play the flute.

~ I have arachnophobia. Spiders are about the only thing, if big enough, that can cripple me with anxiety.

~ I did not have arachnophobia until I watched the movie “Arachnophobia”. It is a trauma forced phobia.

~ Sometimes I expect the people in my life to perfect and when theY screw up I come down really hard on them. I realize this and am trying to fix it.

~ I have lived in Nebraska x 2, Texas x 2, Missouri, Georgia, Connecticut, South Carolina for a few weeks, and Florida x 2.

~ I have an extremely high pain tolerance. I once stepped on a large sewing needle and it inserted vertically into the middle/bottom of my foot 2 inches deep…straight in…not a single sob. I was once thrown off a horse (she was a real cunt) and drug by the reins ripping the shit of my fingers (I still have the scars, fortunately they are going away.) and face, not a single sob. She got smacked in the face for that shit though. I have had two c-sections. I started college for the first time 2 weeks after the second one, plus worked 2 part time jobs and a full.

Well that is that. Basically just a bunch of useless information. You may now return to your fun filled lives.


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Also………..
I tag no one and no more tags. I mean it. I have a pit bull that will eat your testicle or breasticle for breakfast.


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Not really, but it expresses the seriousness of the situation.

Ohh look at the birdie!!

•February 15, 2007 • Leave a Comment

All right that is it damnit. Something has got to give. I am tired. I am so tired that I now have 2 more pretty bruises to add to my collection I have received from flat out walking right into shit. I also just about tripped and knocked myself the eff out walking back to my desk, because apparently my feet are just too damn heavy to pick up. I am mentally and physically tired. Put a damn fork in me I am done.

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The last two nights have been realllllyyyy lacking in the sleep department. I have been up til well past midnight doing things that needed to done. (none of them fun mind you) Then when I finally get to bed it is like a damn game. I just get to sleep…..something retarded happens to wake me back up. This goes on and on and on.

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Here are a few of the contributing factors……..

Our bedroom TV is possessed. I don’t know why or how, but it is. It will all of the sudden just start turning off and on repeatedly without Chris or I touching it. This will go on for about an hour. Off…On…Off…On…. In all actuality the first night this happened, it should have freaked me the hell out, but I was too damn tired to give a shit. I figured if there was a ghost or poltergeist or whatever playing with my TV, so be it I just wanted some sleep. The devil himself could have rose up from the ground and threatened to take my soul and I would have said whatever and tried to go back to sleep.


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We have two puppies. For some reason, that I just can’t seem to grasp, they want to play WWE during the middle of the night. Their little punk asses will tear all over our bedroom making sure to bump into the bed at least 231546854 times, growling and rolling around, and acting like fools. This really pisses me off after the 2nd time it happens and I spend the next 231546852 times busting ass, which requires me to be up and out of bed. Good times.

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Chris is a heavy sleeper and he snores just as heavily. No fault of his own of course, but it can be rather hard to sleep through. He is also a flopper. I will be laying there on my side and his limbs will suddenly come flying over on top of me near knocking the wind out of me. He also has this thing about having his hand on my face. Now for the record, I do not like my face touched by anyone for any reason. It actually pisses me off, but him being who he is, I let him slide on that one. So I lay there irritated that his hand is on my face until I can actually move it without him putting it right back. Again…good times.


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There are many many many other things that I could complain about, like the pack of wild cats outside, the constant sound of fire trucks and ambulances, and my son who get up 35424154 times a night to use the bathroom, but honestly I am too tired………..

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I guess I should be thankful, it could be worse right??


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MI

 
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