Upon arrival, there isn’t nearly enough air to fill my lungs, so in desperation, I scream. Pulling in all that I can because suddenly I feel empty. The comfortable heavy warmth in my chest has been displaced by vacuum. I have no control over where I am. My arms and legs, unbound, find freedom a challenge. And, although I feel hands pulling and fingers pressing, I have no idea why. It is cold. So, I reach for warmth and I find it in purity. I know where I came from; I did not want to leave and with grief comes depth and in the deep I find surrender. It was warm and I swam in it before I knew you. I would go back, but that was before I saw your eyes, before I was pulled into this world and onto your lap a sloppy mess. I need you and without you I am sure I would not thrive.
p.s. i can only imagine.
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even if no one gets me, if i'm the only one laughing at my jokes, i won't hide myself away from life. it's uncertain and it's dirty and it's fucking exciting, and i want to be a part of all of it.
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
heart full
Today on my way home from class, I stopped off at the petrol station for some petrol. I paid on my card which wasn’t a lot, and then as I was getting into my car, I saw an old man walking past the building. He had a red and green stripy jumper which was frayed at the ends. He was also wearing some jeans that were dirty and had holes all over.
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
It helped.
Jennicula,
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
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something
Don't let anyone tell you how to live your life. Hold your head up high and be proud of who you are. If you've had a shitty day and you feel like people just don't want you to be happy, and when you find yourself struggling to make it through the day, just keep on believing and keep the faith. Also, from personal experience, don't push people away. When they say they want to help and that they are there for you, let them in. Believe me, I know how fucking scary that thought is, but don't shut others out.
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
Retro-spectacled
Sometimes, when you look back on stuff in your life, you know, the crap that makes you shake your head and say, "Holy shit, what the Hell was I thinking?" it's part of what makes you - you.
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
aloft
Blazing against the sun
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
Electric Blue
…today I saw a ulysses butterfly it was in our yard and settled to feed on our hibiscus. They really are fantastically beautiful things, the electric blue is amazing, however as they sit with their wings closed they are rather nondescript and dull. Sometimes people are like that, from the outside they seem unappealing but within there hides an amazing beauty for those lucky enough to see it. I hope you appreciate beauty in all things, and look for it perhaps where others miss it.
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.
I read your post again and suddenly without warning memories of construction paper filled my head. I remembered all the lop-sided flowers my girls made when they were young. Bright blue, yellow and pink flowers that were cut out with blunt end scissors would fill the windows to decorate for Easter. An occasional bunny was attempted but those usually ended up looking like creatures from a horror movie. Flowers were so much easier. I can close my eyes and hear the paper being cut into petals. I can smell the Elmer’s glue squirted on in huge blobs to attach each misshapen petal to form the flowers. We had a huge arts and crafts box full of wonderful items just waiting for their imaginations to turn into something wonderful. In my mind I see my daughters, as they once were, small, blond little girls sitting on the floor surrounded by scraps of paper and other art supplies. They would create their masterpieces then proudly show each other. Oh and Lord the messes that would ensue if the glitter made an appearance. Now, the box is forgotten. I’m not really sure where it even is anymore. The few flowers so lovingly created that survived are faded and dusty and high on a shelf they sit. Time marches on, so many things get left behind.
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
From the corner.
I wonder if you noticed
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
Thank You. Truly.
"This little world has grown around us, out of nothing, and it is a remarkable thing. Even the dark and dirty parts, the violent parts. Humanity will not thrive without passion."
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Uncondensed
Your words are what give value to this space.
Never do that again.
Yes, I am aware.
Character Advocacy.
"Don't ever pretend to be something you're not. You are who you are, and no one can change that. The people who don't like the real you are just gonna have to suck it. Don't take shit from anyone. Don't crumble. Throw a few birds, and walk on.
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
Art by: Toujours
“I decided to stop pitying myself. Other than my eye, two things aren't paralyzed, my imagination and my memory.”
Jean-Dominique Bauby
Jean-Dominique Bauby
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«Oldest ‹Older 2801 – 3000 of 3954 Newer› Newest»K did you look at the last link? Bon is quite fetching as a schoolgirl
Hmm... Lesse...
I think I have at least one song from quite a few different genres.
The only one I don't have is probably Prog-Rock and Bossa Nova, but I've been wanting to hear some Bossa Nova for awhile.
-A
For Gods sake
they are men
not boys
haha anon that takes me back to primary school, we used to sing it in the playground
I missed that on the page turn, Ergo.
O_o
Oh man. He looks like Terry Jones from Monty Python as a pepperpot!
Hey guys
What's up in Mayo land?
Blame it on the bossa nova!
I like a lot of song styles, I cannot take to urban or rap* though, and very little country appeals to me.
* exception is the Beastie Boys, as they are just cool
Ergo, we used to sing Itsy Bitsy Spider...
-A
Hey Elena, we're talking music mostly, and contagious diseases at one point.
J
Hey Elena!
-A
hi elena!
well we've been chatting abit on AC/DC and music styles we ike.
K I blame a lot of my mental issues on music from the 70's! hahaha
How about music as a contagious disease?
..
No?
I'll go back to my sake.
-A
anon, when a women calls a man a "boy", it's actually an endearing term. It's not meant to degrade them, but shows affection.
K I blame a lot of my mental issues on music from the 70's! hahaha
YOU?
Fuck, my generation has "Dick in a Box", among others!
-A
Hey Amy and J
Let's see music or contagious diseases?
I'll take Music for $100 Alex
All right, Elena, Music for $100.
This long-lived rock and roll band has been around so long, their new tour is called "Van Full of Grandpas."
J (Alex)
I don't know many grown men that find being called "boy" by a grown woman enduring
I heard some like being called "daddy"
K I blame a lot of my mental issues on music from the 70's! hahaha
Nice!
I was a child of the 80's, I guess that's a good excuse for my issues, too. I mean, come on. TRIXTER? ^_~
On that note, I should get to bed. I think I'll sleep tight in some places, and maybe loose in others. Thanks for sharing those AC/DC clips!
'Night, all!
I don't know many grown men that find being called "boy" by a grown woman enduring
HAHAHAHAAA
ok amy we say all mental issues had their roots in 70's music and it just continued!
I think it was because there was so much new and untried, so people tried it. I really loved the 70's, the 80's not so much.
L's brother, who is 13 years older than she is, was a big musical influence on her.
So much so, in fact, that when she was about 7, her favorite song was "Highway to Hell", which she would sing around the house at the top of her lungs.
Mama OPL was not amused.
L couldn't understand why HE could sing it, but she couldn't.
J
*ding*
Who is Van Halen?
well anons
I think most guys would prefer to hear "Come here boy" to 'Come here man"
just doesn't quite sound the same
I tend to use guy a lot
"Come here daddy" is just wrong
OOOH, Elena, I'm sorry, but "Van Halen" is incorrect. That's going to bring your total down to -$100.
Anyone else?
(Goodnight K, sleep well. Dream of BEAUTIFUL BOYS!)
J
Before bed I want to say one thing that I just got reminded of.
In Hula, the placement of the flower in your hair signifies what you are saying to the audience about your availability. On the left means you're taken. On the right means you are single. Wearing a flower in the back means, "Follow me, boy." ^_^
I wear one on the right and often one in the back as well. ;)
(Or as one Kumu jokingly said, "Taken but still looking." LOL.)
Don't be so silly. It's girl speak. They usually never say to a guy's face, just mainly amongst gal pals.
And seriously if a man likes being called "daddy" by his partner, well that's just warped.
I've been dreaming a lot of beautiful boys lately. O_O
Okay, really going now!
lol K
goodnight sweet dreams
*ding*
Rolling stones?
Anon, can I ask politely, what's your gender and age?
J
Kapunua, keep on dreaming of beautiful boys, not insecure men.
speaking of beautiful boys:
the one perve worthy guy at the gym has moved away!
how unfair is that?
*taken but has eyes that still work - where does that flower go?*
OOOH, yes, Ergo, but you did not answer in the form of a question. Sorry!
The money defaults automatically to...ME!
Yay for me!
J
Ergo said...
*taken but has eyes that still work - where does that flower go?*
Must...hold...back...can't...give in...to...temptation...
J
oh that's not fair we don't have jeopardy over here.I've only seen it on Sat Night Live. Can we have another go?
Well, ok, Ergo, but just because I like you.
What was the name of the club the Sex Pistols played their first gig?
J/Alex
http://www.luckymojo.com/
followmeboy.html
FOr you Kapunua since you like BOYS and you obviously need it..
Anonymous said...
Kapunua, keep on dreaming of beautiful boys, not insecure men.
????? WHo is an insecure man here??
THERE you are, Anon! You didn't answer my questions from a few minutes ago. Would you like me to repeat them? I can, if you need me to.
J
Elena, where'd you go? And Amy?
J
Hello everybody, How are you?
Hello Martha, you've come in at a lull. We've been talking music, contagious diseases, and beautiful boys. Pick your poison. ;)
J
J, there are two or three anons here. Who were you asking?
*ding*
what is the 100 Club?
hello MJ
could all the anons let us know a bit about them?
errr...not really. That's why we choose to be anons.
not who you are, just like male or female?
or not, if you prefer not to.s'ok by me either way.
so... you like stuff?
Hello J and ep beautiful boys sound nice.
You know right now I am watching a special on PBS about early civilizations. Apparently they had drugs to help with sex and drugs to get high. And this is from a place that was build around 2000 BC
Anonymous said...
I don't know many grown men that find being called "boy" by a grown woman enduring
I heard some like being called "daddy"
May 15, 2008 12:03 AM
Anon: this one. It doesn't seem to be you, though. Could you give yourself a distinguishing name, please? That would be helpful. And yeah, we'd like to know something about you, too, if you feel like sharing.
Ergo: YES! (Did you Google?)
J
I will answer you Ergo. I'm a girl who also likes beautiful boys.
...and other stuff.
Sorry!
I went upstairs to find my computer cord so I could show you guys the picture I drew, but I can't find it, so, no picture.
-A
Martha, L wants to know if you used your powers only for good today.
J
Ergo totally googled.
Elena, we suspected as much, but who knows?
Ergo, we may have to deduct half your winnings b/c of Google aiding and abetting. The judges have to confer first.
Thank you, anon, for your answers. We appreciate them.
J
I wasn't the 12:03 anon
Crap now I have the Jeopardy music stuck in my head.
Hello amy and elena.
J you can tell L I didn't get to use my powers
*ding*
What is "how I found the answer"?
thanks 12:39 nice to meet you
Hello 12:39 anon! Thank you for choosing a name, and confirming my thought. Welcome to Mayo's, Home of the Lovelies. We apparently endorse Krispy Kreme.
Elena, did you get our email? And what'd you think?
MJ, L said that's too bad, and better luck tomorrow!
J
Hallo Marfa!
So, um. My new sketchpad is going to be mostly human subjects and flowers and stuff... Who should I draw next? I did a drawing of G.Way, and I have one of Tobey Maguire next.
Any suggestions?
-A
Amy,
L suggests Kiefer Sutherland.
I vote for Frank, covered in lilies. :D
J
I vote for Frank, covered in lilies. :D
LOL!
I had considered Frank, h's got a decent facial structure.
Anyone else?
-A
Oh wait, that almost makes it sound like he's dead.
DO NOT WANT.
I meant, like, all over him. Not in a morbid, ghastly way. Like decoration. Yais?
J
Yeah J
Totally loved the e-mail.
Hey Martha. How's the vacation going?
How about Johnny Depp, not covered in anything?
Ergo, not unless that picture already exists. Drawing a penis is hard.
-A
oh well, perhaps just his face then?
*do not make pun....do not make pun...*
*trying to follow Ergo's example...do not make pun...*
J
Drawing a penis is hard.
insert joke here...
No wait, insert is funny too.
*blinks*
*cannot POSSIBLY fathom WHERE this is going*
-A
L's off to bed, everyone. She says goodnight and sweet dreams.
And that goes for Mayo and SS, too.
*L sends squeezy hugs and kisses to all*
J
What about this one of Frank?
-A
goodnight and sweet dreams to L
That's a pretty one, Amy. I also like the close-up "head shot" from one of the early BP photo sessions. He's got some makeup on, makes his features stand out.
Elena...insert here? Time to get the donuts?
J
that's a nice pic amy, very soulful
Frank has such expressive eyes, Ergo. You can always tell how he feels by looking in his eyes.
J
Goodnight L, sweet dreams!
J, I like it because it's not a typical Frank picture. The one I did of Gerard is very Not Typical either.
-A
O WAIT.
HAI FRANK.
-A
I hope you can find your computer cord soon then, Amy, I like your drawings.
Have you done any of just flowers yet? Or anything else? What about your cats?
J
Oh no, the other's much better, A. Like you say, not typical. I like the different ones, too.
J
Night L
Tell her I'll talk to her tomorrow.
yeah the other one is nicer.
I always judge people by their eyes, they can't hide stuff
Ummm.... Hold On J, and I'll look.
-A
J,
Here you go. It's all old. Some is anime. Some manga. Some bad. Some good.
http://amyranth.deviantart.com/gallery/
-A
Shall do, Elena. She has some errands early tomorrow AM, but should be back by--noon, maybe, our time?
J
Amy, I LOVE the Sailor/Princess sketches! That's one of my favorite anime shows ever! That, and Inuyasha. Wicked cool. And the orange atomic cat is excellent.
I remember when you first posted your pumpkin pic. It's still cool. :)
Thank you for the link! You're in my favorites now.
J
O_O
Really?
Thank yuu!!~
-A
*coughs*
-A
I just had an entire bottle of sake to myself.
Small wonder that I am still standing.
-A
*looks around*
I seriously must be the only one awake.
*smiles mischievously*
I wonder WHAT is in that bedside drawer after all?
Mayo won't know if I just.. pick the lock or something.
-A
sorry had to go to the bus i''l have a look at your pics now amy
Sorry I disappeared a friend called and than I went to make a smoothie
Sorry, I had to, uh, tend to some things.
I'm game to pick that lock, Amy, if you are. I'll bring the digital camera, in case we get, uh, lucky?
J
I like how the last three comments all started with "Sorry". How sad are we? *laughs*
J
they are lovely amy you're very skilled
Elna my vacation is going well
J!
Well, I rather think that Mayo won't know.. seeing as he's not around.
*starts up the squeaky, creepy stairs*
-A
Elena! Ergo! MJ!
Are you coming? We're gonna sneak into that bedside drawer!
Shhhh!
-A
That should say Elena. Amy I love your drawings and pictures
Maybe if we leave Mayo some donuts as a bribe for later...?
J
*creak*
*creak*
*pffffffft*
stairs have a sense of humour
I already know
amy i am in. lets see what is in there.
sure!
by the way I still have the editcray ardcay so we could call a locksmith
We can pour Tab on it, that eats through most anything! No need to call a locksmith.
Elena...just how do you know what's in there, missy?
J
Ergo, to hell with the locksmith, it would tip Mayo off anyway.
Martha, glad you're in.
Stairs!
Here we come, and be a LITTLE quieter, would you? Geeeze! Way to help in getting us caught!
-A
Yeah how do you know elena and what is it.
ok so what can we buy? We haven't spent up for a while. I feel the need to shop.
*muffled footsteps*
Oh, I have my ways.
So spill, Elena, what's in the drawer?
Ergo, first we need to buy some new clothes. And then maybe, some music? Or books?
J
What to buy.
Well it is hotter than hell here in Nor Cal. We should buy thins to cool me down
*is clearly sneaking up the stairs herself*
-A
*sneak sneak sneak*
I wonder if this bedroom door is unlocked...
*slowly reaches out to grasp the polished golden knob*
-A
*sneak sneak*
*bumps into amyranth*
*whispers*
sorry got caught up in shopping talk
Hello Mayo, SS, Ergo, J, Martha, Elena, Amy, stairs, anons, lurkers.....ALL!
How are you all tonight? Did you all have a good day/night? I hope so!
*wonders who drank all the sake*
J: I just finished watching L's video! Please let her know I LOVED IT! I did comment :)
"Southern Accents" is such a beautiful song. It made me a bit sad......
I'm okay now! Buckcherry cheered me right up! ;)
Ohhhh....AC/DC and SHOPPING!!!!
Infectious diseases too, eh? Well, I would rather not 'purchase' one of those....
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
Thanks to Tmd I have a new phrase to insult people with
Parasitic suck weasels
Sorry, sworn to secrecy.
*is bumped into*
*jams her fingers into the doorframe*
*swears a LOT under her breath*
Where's our lockpicker?
-A
Amyranth said...
*sneak sneak sneak*
*slowly reaches out to grasp the polished golden knob*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
O_O Are you SURE that shine is polish, Amy???
Hello 6 do you still have a headache
wendy !
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
we're sneaking into Mayo's bedroom
Amy, I thought YOU were the lockpicker.
Oh wait, here's a can of Tab.
*pops top*
*pours some into small cup so can direct the flow*
*waits for group to catch up*
Everyone ready?
*whispers*
HEY WENDY! I'll tell L about your good words!
*gives Elena a "well FINE then" look*
Here we go...
J
Hi Martha! Thankfully, I do not!
It gone was by the time I posted my good mornings yesterday.
No need for you to apologize, love.
T'was not your fault! I think I just spend too much time in the sun (without sunglasses)...
a whole 2 hours, lol!
How are you?
*whispers* sorry
*hands over lockpicker*
*wishes wendy hadn't said that!*
*eyes the doorknob*
Um, yuck.
Wendy, get your ass up here and finish the job.
-A
*whispers*
hey wendy smooooooooooooch
what's that noise?
ergoproxy said...
wendy !
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
we're sneaking into Mayo's bedroom
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
OOOPS! I suppose blaring some Pantera would not be wise .....
;)
*big (quite) smooooooooch*
*sneaks up the stairs behind Ergo and Amy*
But 6 an anon told m that I gave it a headache and made it weep. It's my new power. I must only use it for good
*whispers*
edit
that should have read QUIET smoooooch
:p
So are we picking the lock or using thetap
Martha, every time I read your comment of "made them weep" I just have to laugh! I love the way you say it.
What an excellent power to have, making anons weep. Well, evil anons, that is.
J
Well, given the fact that Wendy brought up "may not be polish", we may want to use the Tab as a disinfectant.
J
Martha Jones said...
But 6 an anon told m that I gave it a headache and made it weep. It's my new power. I must only use it for good
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WOW! A new power? Cool!
Yes, you really should try to use such power for good......
Although, I don't really know anyone who LIKES getting a headache.
Perhaps you could give the 'brain freeze' instead! Kids seem to find those funny ! ;)
You girls do realize don't you he has surveillance cameras all over, right?
Oh and did I mention the guard dogs?
Original Punks said...
Well, given the fact that Wendy brought up "may not be polish", we may want to use the Tab as a disinfectant.
J
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Good idea, J! I bet TAB could kill the germs of some of those infectious diseases too!
;)
*wonders if Amy needs a hair pin to pick the lock*
That's okay, Elena. I'll run to my room and get a few ski mask
(don't ask) and a box of Scooby Snacks!
Elena,
Are you saying that...Mayo has guard dogs in...his BEDROOM?
*thinks a minute*
What's he guarding against? Theft of Texas?
I'd better go tell Sparkle not to wander in there by herself.
Wendy, Tab is like Listerine. It kills most everything it comes in contact with. Except me, apparently!
J
mayo,
i tried to talk myself out of writing a good night to you. obviously, i failed to convince myself that i have said enough to you, that i have, in fact, said too much to you and have left myself perilously overexposed.
i rarely listen to my head, though it insists on nattering on and on at me. my heart's voice is so much sweeter to follow.
today, i was wandering about outside in the cool damp evening, admiring the flowers that had not yet bloomed when i was here last. the peonies, especially, are so outrageously beautiful.
but it was the mock orange tree that made me lose my head.
i leaned in to smell it, innocently enough. but the sweet scent of the blossoms fed some bottomless hole i had not been aware of, and i found myself reaching up with both hands, cupping damp boughs of the white blossoms. they felt so soft, the scent was so delicious, i could not help but lean in further, until my lips were kissing the petals. i was grinning, it was such an utterly unconsciously happy moment, holding the flowers in my hands and rubbing up against them with my face, like a cat. i was all but purring.
when i went back inside, still bemused by the embrace, my mom pointed out to me that i had pollen on my cheeks, and all across the front of my shirt.
i just can't help myself sometimes. *grin*
so i hope you'll forgive me when i confess that i don't want to say farewell to carmine. i like playing with him. it makes me grin to tease him.
maybe i should properly let him go, but there's no harm in imagining him still with us, is there? it makes me unaccountably happy to imagine him standing there, uncertainly holding a boo-boo kitty that has been forced upon him by two giggling women. men are so cute when they're befuddled.
oh.
was that too much?? i just don't know anymore. my heart whispers to me and i follow, willy-nilly, though it makes me a fool. though it leaves me stranded and uncertain myself.
mayo, perhaps you are afraid to look the fool. it's not uncommon, after all, that fear. but i think sometimes the most courageous thing we can do is allow our hearts to lead us, even when all others are laughing at our folly.
and this i know, though perhaps i should not: your heart is strong and marvellously unique. listen to it's whisper, yes? in the end, it will never lead you astray, though the path might meander through murky ground and light.
it's the one wish i always have for you.
and now i will re-read this, and cringe, and click "publish" anyway, because i am a fool like that.
because i can't help myself.
good night, mayo-sama. sleep well, dream well, and find a way to feed your spirit tomorrow, okay?
Haha! You are immune, J! Methinks it's a gift ;)
hey TJ
sounds lovely, and we have a mock orange outside.
take care
I am truly proud to be a giggling woman.
Night TJ
Talk to you tomorrow.
*wiggles, then jiggles the knob*
Wait
-A
Hi TJ! I'm happy to hear you're enjoying yourself - and the beauty of nature - in Kentucky!
Sweet (orange blossum) dreams to you!
Amyranth said...
*wiggles, then jiggles the knob*
Wait
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Are you sure that was the knob, Amy?
O_O
Perhaps, Wendy, THAT is my superpower. Being immune to Tab.
I dunno, sounds kinda sketchy to me, but hey! Who am I to question?
Hey TJ, how are you?
J
Guard dogs aren't the only thing that you need to worry about....
Wendy, I wasn't sure myself...
*hears a distant snarl*
-A
Uh-oh, Amy!
J: Well, I sure many feel the donut thing is pretty SUPER too! ;)
Elena: Yikes! What else is in there? He doesn't have one of those killer Monty Python rabbits, does he?
*shivers with fear*
thanks, all. :)
and you know peeking always spoils the surprise, don't you? i would advise returning to the great hall and leaving the secrets of mayo's drawers to be revealed by himself, when the time is right.
i mean, seriously.
do you really want to go peeking in mayo's drawers?
*wiggles eyebrows, grins wickedly, and saunters off to bed*
*eyes widen*
Dude, maybe we need to get off this floor...
-A
Goodnight Tj.
so have w gotten it open yet is it money or naked pictures
And shit it is hot in hear.
Amyranth said...
*eyes widen*
Dude, maybe we need to get off this floor...
-A
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O_O
Let me see, Amy! On second thought......could you just tell me and then I'll decide if I want to see!
do you really want to go peeking in mayo's drawers?
Well, maybe not MAYO'S...;D
heeheehee
Besides, he's never hear to peek in them!
J
*scoots back from the keyhole so Wendy and MJ can take a look*
-A is apprehensive
EDITEDITEDIT
"here", not "hear"
See, now I'm all flustered.
J
Martha! Thanks for reminding about the pictures I promised to show It's Me!
Actually, I got better than pictures. I got video!!!!!
As promised ITs ME
:D
I can tell what it is.
*shuffles back from Mayo's room*
Maybe... um...
Yeah.
I think I gotta go to bed guys.
-A
Amyranth said...
*scoots back from the keyhole so Wendy and MJ can take a look*
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*gasps*
*wipes eyes*
*takes another look*
*gasps again*
O_O
J is flustered by Mayo's drawers!!!
Behold the awesomeness that is Mayo's drawers.
Oh Hell I better stop now
SS - i have found out,that it is not a good idea to play pool drunk. you end up ramming the cue stick into the table material and ripping it, then you end up smacking the ball so hard that it flies, yes i said flies, off the table and into a guy's drink, soaking him at the same time.
well, at least it was a great conversation starter :P
sweet dreams ss, have a fun and exciting day tomorrow.
solly, thank you. even though an eyelid was not batted, you made my night for doing my favour. thank you so much and yes, i did act how i looked.
sweet dreams everyone, goodnight.
xxx
Martha Jones said...
I can tell what it is.
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I don't know either, Martha!
I think maybe Shaunette and Party Sheep have been....ummm....playing in Mayo's room.
I think that's wool stuck to the floor....
and walls...
and the mirror on the ceiling...
;p
Goodnight Amy and sweet dreams to you!
Goodnight amy and fs. brb
*wide eyed, backs out of Mayo's hallway and down the stairs to her room. She securely locks the door behind her*
*mumble bumble*
-A
Hi Fimble! Night Fimble!
Sweet dreams!
Umm...J: Did you look in that keyhole yet?
Goodnight, A, and best wishes on getting along with Baby Snake! (Offer it a dead rodent of some sort and maybe it'll love you.)
Elena, it's more the thought of what might come OUT of Mayo's drawers...pardon me, NOT MAYO'S. His friend.
No, not THAT friend! The one that DOESN'T live in his drawers.
Oh man, this is getting worse by the minute.
J
No, Wendy, and now I'm afraid to.
What I want to know is:
WHAT'S THAT SMELL???
J
It smells something like old donuts and spoiled cream filling, I think!
Ewwwwww......
Hey, who taught Shaunette the donut thing? I'm SHOCKED! ;)
*waves to BC, Miranth, SC, Carrie, Entropy, Elune, and FangBang incase they pass through blogbelieve today*
Amyranth said...
*wide eyed, backs out of Mayo's hallway and down the stairs to her room. She securely locks the door behind her*
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O_O I hope Lear is enough protoction for, Amy!
*thinks about knocking on Amy door and begging her to let me in*
Girls it's been fun but I've got work to do before I can go to bed. Gonna say goodnight to you know who now.
Take care and I'll talk to you all tomorrow.
you all What? Am I Southern?
Oh man, look at the time, 3.30! I gots to go to bed, while I can still see out of both eyes (no thanks to that keyhole, Mayo!). I'll see all you ladies tomorrow, hopefully!
Will write my goodnights and then I'm off.
Goodnight Wendy, Elena, Martha, Ergo, Amy, guard dogs, surveillance cams (I guess that would be Mayo, hunh?), Floor, whoever and whatever else is here or not.
Love (Is the Drug), Peace, Hope, Faith, and Happiness
J
Good night and sweet dreams, Elena!
Yep, wez be suthurn! *big smile*
Ergo: Where are you honeybunch?
OH NO! Amy didn't (accidentally) lock in Mayo's room, did she?
*bites claws, nervously*
I think I shall spare my eyes!
it looks scary
hey fim yep pool and drunk= not good
gotta be off, hubby home see y'all tomorrow
Mayo
So how was your day? I see you’re still fantastic. That’s good. Do anything exciting? I mean that you can talk about? Wait, I don’t have to mean that cause you’re not gonna talk anyway. Okay then, do anything exciting today? If so I’d like graphic details.
My day was spent literally being surrounded by books and strange customers. Lots of people I’ve never seen before. That’s unusual. Not sure where these people came from. I mean really the town isn’t a tourist attraction. If you're there you are either in the military or visiting someone who’s incarcerated. Pretty much that’s about it. I did have one of my favorite customers stop by. She’s a little blue haired old lady who must be pushing 90. She and her husband are a hoot. As she stood at the counter to pay for her books she looked over at the new releases and spotted one of the steamier covers. It shows just a guy's chest. I mean wow, total hot washboard abs. She pointed to it and said, “My husband looked like that once.” Okay I have to admit I looked over at him and he looks like that old guy from the Six Flags commercials. Know which one I mean? Anyway the idea of this old guy looking like the cover dream man made me do a cough/giggle. Couldn’t help it. His wife looked at me so seriously and said, “No really honey, he did. His chest was that hot I swear I could back cookies on it.” Oh Lord, hearing her say that made me bite my tongue so I wouldn’t laugh out loud Then she smiled, leaned over the counter and whispered “I’d bake them then eat them right off.” That was it, I lost it. Totally laughed out loud. Her husband, who’s deaf as a post, moved closer trying to hear what we were talking about. His wife just patted him on the arm and said “Never mind. We are just talking about baking.” I love that couple, I really do.
So that’s my story for the day. Still waiting to hear yours. You know you could share a story occasionally. Something that happened during your day. Yeah, I’m not holdin’ my breath for that. You’d probably do one of those what I had for breakfast things again. I do not want to hear about your bathroom routine again.
Oh one more thing I meant to say last night before Pac Man fever distracted me. I’ve never had a praline. Must be the sheltered life I’ve led. Should I try one? Should I try two? Should I stop asking you questions? Probably but I’m not gonna.
Night Mayo
Elena (imagines Praline Pusher – Go ahead the first one’s free)
goodnight elena and j&l
Oh Mayo,
You wicked thing, with your cameras and guard dogs. How do you expect us to sneak into your room with all those deterrents in place?
If you like, we'll call the cleaning crew tomorrow to get all that sheep, uh, love off your walls and such. Really, I wouldn't touch anything if you didn't have to do so.
Hope you're still "fantastic", whatever that refers to, it's better than "vile". Remember that? Don't ever call yourself that again, you hear me? It's not true. You're terrific.
Goodnight, Mayo. Sleep peacefully, and have the best of dreams.
Talk to you later--
love,
J
Well shucks! I was hoping to put off the laundry for a bit longer. Oh well! Procrastinating - with friends - was fun while it lasted!
Goodnight Mayo, SS, J, Ergo, Elena, Martha, lurkers, ladies and gentlemen of blogbelieve!
Sweet dreams to one and all!!!!
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
(Psst. Elena? If you're going to be a true Southerner, you gots to spell it right. It's "y'all". All one word. ;) Practice, honey, it gets easier as you go.)
J
Goodnight 6 and hello Miranth.
I am going to be gone for a bit I am on the phone with a friend
Oops ^ That was me! I am a dumbass - a tired dumbass! Not even at the top of the page yet, I only noticed the zeros... But if I keep posting.... hmmmm...
Maybe there are benefit to insomnia!?! ;)
MArtha - Are you still here?
OK Martha! I will check back, as I still have to catch up!
Hi Miranth!!!!!! If you and Martha get bored ya'll can come help me do laundry! ;)
I've been wondering if the RIGHT SIDE, OF OBLIVION is anywhere near "The NIGHTSIDE OF EDEN"?
Hmmmm......
I shall ponder that while I tackle towels!
Goodnight (again) all!
Dear SS,
As you can see, we weren't successful at getting in Mayo's drawers. This may be a big relief to you, I don't know. After smelling what I did, I'm pretty sure I don't want to make another go at it!
Besides, I only have eyes for your drawers. ;D
heeheehee I'm naughty.
Anyway, it's been really quiet around the Castle without you here. You really should come visit the Night Crew, we have adventures and laugh a lot. Bring Mayo with you, too, he'd love it.
I hope that whatever you're doing is both pleasing and productive for you. I know that you've had a hard time for quite a while; maybe things have settled down a little for you by now. Keep going, stay strong and focused, and remember you can do anything if you put your mind to it. Nothing is impossible, NOTHING.
Just keep on hoping. Push a little harder. Let the love into your heart and then give it back, twice as much.
I love you, precious. Take care of yourself.
My heart to yours, always.
J
Oooooooh, Wendy! Laundry! I am SO excited! 8)
I'll help you fold sheets, how about that? I hate folding sheets by myself - being short.
:)
How do you guys think Lynz was at the MCR MSG show and her show in Florida the same night?
Honestly, I don't know anon? Maybe she can time travel, like on LOST? :)
I don't follow Lyn-Z much... She doesn't interest me. But, apparently, she interests someone enough to make up a story about her. That is fame!
Oh my God! NO WAY! I cannot believe it! I didn't think I'd ever make it as no one was here!
I'd like to thank LynZ anon for all of her support in this endeavor.... etc :)
Martha - for when you return....
Loud mouth and the angry Bitches sounds hilarious! *laughing* I am sufficiently lacking in musical talent to apply! I can sing, but poorly. My only accomplishment is being able to sing a lullaby that will put a baby to sleep in less time that it takes to say so. And that speaks very eloquently of my singing voice! I’m not interested in crotch flashing though :) so I’m prob. Disqualified… And I don’t have a sex tape! Damn, I knew there was something major wrong with me :)!!!!
Hey join the club. I have my own hate club. I wonder are they watchers or just Bners. Maybe even a regular.
That’s what I thought, Martha! I thought that the mean anons may have been trying to distract from what I said about that, so they tried to attack me about things I say all of the time…. I am actually concerned that the innocent people get branded. Anyway, I hope they keep attacking, as they give info away every time they do. I like mysteries and I am rather good at solving them… some of the time :)
How do you guys think Lynz was at the MCR MSG show and her show in Florida the same night?
Morning Mayo & Anon!
Anonymous said...
"How do you guys think Lynz was at the MCR MSG show and her show in Florida the same night?"
May 15, 2008 3:55 AM
Because Lyn-Z can teleport. She is "amaaayyzing" after all!
Kass xx
Hi Kass! How are you?
Anon - I answered on the last page...
If she was 2 places at once I want to know how she did it.
Miranth, I wasn't asking just you.
Hi Miranth!
Was she in 2 places at once?! I'm a little confused - I read a review of the Florida show that said "you guys rocked but where was Lyn-Z?" or some such.
But really, as long as I'm not being forced to pay to look up her skirt (again) I don't generally keep track of these things!
Kass xx
How do you guys think Lynz was at the MCR MSG show and her show in Florida the same night?
she wasn't at the florida show. she was definitely at the MSG show.
MSI were going to get another bassist to stand in for her but realised they didn't have to. they just played the same old taped shit they always do!!
the person most pleased about this was steve righ' as for once he hoped people might actually pay attention to him!!
kitty was ignored as always but hey she's the drummer so thats standard.
jimmy piss had to get his dick out to substitute the fact that lynz wasn't around to offer the crowd some sexual release!!
seriously though, she was at MSG.
thats them leaving MSG
lynz is in the background on the left
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