I made a new friend at work. She’s a girl and we talk about girl stuff. Its amazing how information is shared even if its a little shady.
Yesterday i got some co-worker’s numbers and i spammed them with pictures that i took with my phone. It was a slow day.
just goes to show ya that not is all that is written. go bite necks and do choke holds the guy is in office so respect his duty. the vote is in so now is the time to support the office of defect. defect, idiots. i'm not stopping you.
Contrary to kettle bells, sex can be a transaction. Not a transaction of monetary worth but of physical wellbeing. It can be an activity like tennis. Why must we claim to be in love to partake? As if we need permission or good reason to exercise our right to make love? Say, you've got no SO, and you feel randy and there's a fellow nearby to accommodate, why not participate? It's not against the law. If you're going to bring in God's law, well then, if the opposite sex is of like minds, this issue shouldn't come up. this is a present issue. the prospective suitor judges for such activities, while the same prospect indulged. what a mess. If we can establish that one is different from the other and that practice makes perfect, what's the problem? Just another bowl of kibble for the masses.
i just thought of it. rather then build a wall, why don't the people complaining, switch places with the ones who want to cross our borders illegally? then the complainer can put their mouth to work on the country that is being fled and maybe work for a change making those people not want to leave? it costs the government no money if both pairs of shoes fit agreeably
why am i having a dialog with a man half my age who refused to take any advice i have? why do i wast our time, as it is both our time conversing with an end date of pretty darn soon? am i bored? am i lonely? what the heck am i at this hour? he is stubborn and idealistic, i'll give him that...
I got a text last night from a casual acquaintance while I was at work. I was asked if I would do a favor. I asked “what is it?” He told me that he and his latest love interest where arranging a 3 way with a stranger.
I asked “what could I do?” He responded that he needed security. He then gave instructions for me to follow. I was planning on running an errand after work but this request occupied the same time slot.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of my phone waiting for the time I was to time for 15 minutes. I was instructed to wait the 15 and if I didn’t hear from him, I was to call, twice. If he didn’t answer, I was to immediately call 911.
The seriousness of his request concerned me greatly. I didn’t want anything bad to happen, especially by a twisted predator.
I watched my phone, fingers ready to dial! False alarm. The person in question was a no show. There was no attempt at a mass murder in my town last night
first, i would like to say, i write what is on my mind. if i am stressed about bills and utilities, it is because that is what is on my mind. i tried writing the encouraging blogs about flirting and romance, but, if you read any of the blogs, they are mostly about human atrocities or Trump.
i do try to entertain or show that even though life is tough, it is possible to continue, even with hardships. if this comes off as pathetic, that is your interpretation.
i like men. i like women. i know myself to know that i'm not cut out for a long term relationship. this doesn't mean i want no relationships. i try to find a balance. what works for me may not work for you. FWB seems to work for me. i'm flighty and like my solitude unless there is, shall we say, a weekly time when I may become a union with the male.
i like to be honest. it saves a bunch of time. of course, things may change. life is flux. i try to hold to the essentials, treat others the way i want to be treated and if i am mistreated, i will return the favor in multiples.
i am cash poor but not word poor. have at it, folks.
I have a beautiful necklace
The chain had tangled into a knot
I put it in a cigar box
On a day with time, took the time
With patience, I worked the chain
With fingers, I worked the knot
Not knowing if the chain would break
And the pendant balanced
As judgment balanced
My neck, naked as my heart
After some time, the time spent handling
A delicate strand, freed
The weight of the pendant buffered
The weight of sadness, tangled
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on the lighter side because, boy, this place needs a lighter side. i watch films. i watch a lot of films, sometimes over and over. i play them while i do stuff around the house, stopping at a favorite scene or song. i have a few film sound tracks, Last Man Standing with Ry Cooder, Cat People with Giorgio Moroder, I'd like "There Will Be Blood's" track. Some amazing music, or Boogie Nights. when i hear a song, it takes me back to the scene. The Departed's Baby Blue, Baz Luhrmann's Romeo and Juliet or The Crow...too many to list.
some goodbyes are swift and others are held in cups
to be sipped slowly
some fires take some time to build while others burn
from cast off cares, raging
forget me nots, gathered with hands once held
i clasp my hands to feel whole