There are so many things missing, last night
Last week, and now quieted by irreverence
Two feet deep and thick with sickness
We are lost and no longer linger. Still
I can reason your denial in difference
Came upon you for thought, and mine
I must say thrust upon me in shame.
I shut my book to save your eyes.
Who is lost in plain sight can speak
As you have always claimed, in truth.
p.s. with an uncompromised view for any other is...well, it is compromised.
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No Contest
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.
Blog header image by: Anima
I would like to credit the photographer and thank her for sharing her work.
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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!eeheeH
!!!uoy ♥ I, yakO ^___^
(: .oot, uoy ♥ I
*kicks you back*
.esuom a ekil dednous I thguoht I ",eeheeh" etorw I nehW
Only about 250 comments from a new record.
:niaga ecnO
!ATIHS UOBUSTIHS SSIM I
?dratsuM, lacisyhp ylerup pihsnoitaler ruo ekam taht deoD
Bwahahaha!
>_< .desserped leef em sekam taht ,hguone ylddO
!ATIHS UOBUSTIHS SSIM I
His name is hard enough to say as it is! O_o
DOED? Smoke?
What's that?
*sings*
Let's get physical, physical...
Muwhahaha.
I ♥ that video so hard.
Hahahaha! Eff if I know.
^_^ ".deod" sa "seod" gnitirw peek uoy woh ynnuf s'ti ,ssecnirP
My husband is sitting outside playing guitar. Awwww, he's so funny. :)
Does he have finger skillz, too?
.seye eht no drah yllaer eb nac gniht sdrawkcab gnipyt sihT
?did eh fi citpyrc ssel eb eh dluoC ?siht ekil tsop eritne na od lliw oyaM fi rednow I
A-
!!!em fo nuf gnikam era syug uoY
!!!hooP
I tell you, this is going to make me dyslexic for real.
If you mean funny as in an irritating jackass sort of way, then yeah, I guess he's funny.
Just playin...*
*'cept not really.
mustardisbetter said...
Does he have finger skillz, too?
*snickers*
He does not deserve the 'z' in skillz, yet.
That's for sure.
Awww, but he did teach himself so I guess that's pretty cool.
ATIHS UOBUSTIHS
Sounds like a warrior from ancient Greece.
*snickers again*
?taehc eno seod woH .gnitaehc erew uoy dias uoy ,hsalpS
!ffo ti llup yllatot dluoc oyaM
My guy can play a couple of Bush songs on his guitar.
My dad paid me in art supplies to stay away from his. :p
-A
*demotes Da Rake*
Only an "S" for you, good sir.
It takes a very, very, super duper special individual to attain the "Z."
Smoke, you can tell him I said that. He will laugh.
Or some Acme contraption that Wile E. Coyote would buy.
*elbmiF ot sevaW*
It's starting to feel odd to write forwards again. O_o Not the words, but the word order, that feels weird.
Hey RW! Listen, could you do me a favor? I have a show to do on Saturday, ummm. So could you come up and watch me do it? That would be amaaaayzing. Like if you could hire someone else to not play bass for you? I know it's going to be amaaaayzingly difficult to find someone who can not play the bass the way you do not. but could you do it, for me? It would totally negate all of the other amaaayzing things other people had done for me over the years, if you could.
Oh, God, Mustard. If he found out I even mentioned him on here he'd be like, "Tell them I said this! Tell them I can do that! Let me read!"
Grrrrr. He would laugh though. :)
Oh man. I totally cheated.
Here's how, you stealers of my secret--
1. I typed it all out like this:
Ray Toro ownz everyones soul.
2. Then I went back and typed it backwards while looking at what I already typed fowards like this:
.luos senoyreve znwo oroT yaR
Much quicker!
!ffo ti llup yllatot dluoc oyaM
.drah oot dellup eh ,ffo semoc ti fI
!ereht morf trapa ti llup neht sdrawtnorf ti teg ot evah d'ew ,tsriF !tcessid ot gnihtemos su gnivig tuoba klaT !dluoc yllaer eh ,kcodS
A-
You're crafty, Mustard!
!aedi dab a ton s'taht hsalpS ,yyyyyaS
And it would still be fun to do that!!!
smoke&venom20 said...
Oh, God, Mustard. If he found out I even mentioned him on here he'd be like, "Tell them I said this! Tell them I can do that! Let me read!"
Yours too?
-A
!aedi dab a ton s'taht hsalpS ,yyyyyaS
?THGRIWONKI
.ekila kniht sdnim live ,dratsuM
A-
Funny you should mention it, K, but I was totally thinking of who I could get to be a stand-in for me while I'm off not riding your coat tails in some city while my band is doing their skanky thing somewhere else.
My pick: Barbie. She's perfect! She's bendy, can't play bass, doesn't mind showing her crotch, and she's easily cleaned up after a night of Sharpie fun.
.dab s'taht, seluJ
And she's as articulate as I am. Whaddaya say?
?enoyna, MIA
*.eman elddim ym si "daB" ,ylloS
*yllaer toN
RW, well, i'd have to say that'd be amaaaayzing. My only hope is that no one will associate you with me. I don't want that for you. I will, however, continue to talk about you and your crappy band every. Chance. I get.
!MIA no gnioG !seY
That's all right, K, 'cause we're, like, totally doing it for the advancement of the feminist cause.
Uh... or something.
Mayo could surely pull it off. His fingers seem quite nimble.
BRB! Gotta go shower.
(G)utter,
Well looky here! Nice to see you.
Hallo Gutter!
Especially if he takes Mustard's lead and just pretypes the entire thing, then retypes it backwards from there.
-A
Mayo could surely pull it off. His fingers seem quite nimble.
BAH!
He just has to be (g)entle is all.
Nice to see you too Sdock.
I am like a moth to a flame.
?gnitirw rorrim morf tnereffid siht sI
!wonk I fi kcuF
I hear ya (g)utter. I understand completely.
Mustard, nice to have you join us.
That's a lot of work A. His hand could really get cramped after doing it twice.
Gutter, that's why you have to switch every couple of minutes.
Ambidexterity is a godsend.
-A
That's a lot of work A. His hand could really get cramped after doing it twice.
I can just imagine the look on the face of someone just walking into this conversation.
It would look a little like this: 0_0
Haha! Feeling better today RW?
-A
?nep a thiw gnitirw siht od dluoc I fi rednow I
Damn!
You guys are deep in there, aren't you!?
Haha! Feeling better today RW?
Yep :)
Using both hands would probably help him finish it off quicker.
K, I totally read that as "I wonder if I could do this writing with a nip".
O_o
You must have gotten some good news, same as I did!
*sneaky sneak sneak*
-A
Anon @ 8:52pm:
O_O
*closes eyes*
resurrected wreck said...
K, I totally read that as "I wonder if I could do this writing with a nip".
O_o
Shoots, well that's not even a challenge. Just get me a well of ink and a chilly day.
Gutter, you never wanna tire yourself out before you get to the final part. That's the climax, you know?
-A
No good news on my end, A. Not sure why my mood's perked up.
Is your good news to do with that piece of your ex-roommate's mail?
DNW, K!
RW, darling, you read my mind.
-A
Don't even lie, RW.
You like your career, don't you?
K, if I'm not allowed to lie then there goes half my talent.
Gutter,
How's it been on your side of the gutter? I haven't spoke to you in a while.
I'm totally lurking. Sorry you guys, trying to catch up. Fuck, I said I was never going to say that again.
This one was the worse! My eyes kinda hurt. Thanks you guys. :)
I am confident Mayo will pull it off and reach his climax. He is a masterful manipulator(of words) after all.
Shoots, I guess you've got a point there, RW.* In that case, lie. Lie your ass off!
*There's a "nip" / "point" pun in here, but I'm not going to bother.
Oh and don't forget, Mayo is also the Myster Mister Master of BlogBelieve!
Blogger is being a jizz-guzzling trashbin-whore tonight.
And down we go...and down we go...
Mustard, it is a slippery slope isn't it. ^_^ I just wrote a comment and erased it. It was too much. ;)
I am confident Mayo will pull it off
I hope not, for his sake!
Hey RW, Kapunua, Solly, RW, Amyranth! Did I see Martha stop by earlier?! *waves to Martha*
gutter said...
I am confident Mayo will pull it off and reach his climax. He is a masterful manipulator(of words) after all.
O_O
The gutter is a slick slippery place to be.
It is, afterall, the slip n slide straight downstairs.
Sdock, It's been pretty dark and dirty here, but otherwise good. I've been away visiting my family, various ditches, sewers and cess pools. Good times, but I missed you and the rest of the naughty BB'ers.
Like Mayo, I'm spent so I'll say nighty night now.
AIM, anyone?
Nighty night.
Sorry, That was me.
Nighty, night!
and i would never push you away
Night Gutter!
Night, Gutter!
What's the record? I'm too lazy to look back. ^_^
Gutter, don't think we've met, but goodnight. It was kinda funny to read you. Thanks.
Not sure, Anima.
Anyone know?
4, 630something, I think.
I dunno. O_O
Idle hands, Mayo.
Idle hands!
You know what they say....
My boyfriend just called me and I didn't recognize his voice at all.
O_O
-A
OOooh, like, "When A Stranger Calls Back". Or "Scream".
Muwhahaha.
Hi, Anima :) Almost missed you there!
4674.
We're close.
-A
Mayo,
I kinda, maybe, just a little, okay, maybe a lot, sorta ♥ your blog.
Just wanted you to know...
*sdock struggles for the right words*
*HUGS Mayo again
There, I hope you felt that, bastard, because it's not gonna happen again anytime soon and stuff!
So there and I don't care if anybody minds about it.
Mayo is a really rad fella
Awesome opossum
Can I getta "HELLA!?"
He posts and posts
And always plays along
Oh my god!
Don't sing the "Thong Song!"
>_<
Mustard >>>>>> Weaver Girl
;)
Mayo,
I guess what I'm trying to say is that we've all grown just a teensy weensy bit attached to you and this place.
I think we need you.
Yeah, I know we do. We're not done here. We've got a lot of learning yet to do.
Is everyone really that terrified that Mayo's leaving?
-A
Well, I hardly ever say mushy-mushy stuff but I'll do it just this once.
I ♥ your blog for real. I do. And I ♥ you for letting us stay here.
So there.
*passes out from all the mushiness*
I ♥ Weaver Girl!
Mustard >>>>>> Weaver Girl
Agreed every day, every way. ^_^
Don't sing the "Thong Song!"
But.. but... Why not?
-A
Oh my goodness! ^_^
Now for the serious shiz.
Mayo,
Thank you for putting up with us, and for keeping this going, and for allowing us to become close as friends.
Thank you for giving us the medium with which to not only find ourselves but find each other.
SEE ALSO:
Everyone elses comments.
Amyranth,
Nope, not at all. I just think it's good to remind him that he's the reason why this all started.
It's not about that, Amy. We're just giving Mayo some props. That's all.
Sdock, well, if that's the case, and we're placing blame, then yes. Mayo it's all your fault, and I hope you're happy. ;)
-A
Well, time for me to turn in. I hope to actually be able to sleep tonight - what a novelty that would be!
Until tomorrow, have a good night, all :)
Shout outz for Mayonayze!
From da Corner!
Mayo - see Mustard. ^_^ She always says what I can't say.
Goodnight RW!~ I hope you sleep better tonight!
-A
For Mayo:
Props
GOD BLESS* US, EVERY ONE!
*help
Sweet, RW! ^_^
Bwahaha! I ♥ you, RW!
Good night rw
Smoke,
Are you speechless? That like never happens.
Mayo, she must wub you wike a wot!
Nite, RW!
Keep that ring in a box and not in a tube.
RW is awesome too!
-A
Mayo, she must wub you wike a wot!
*punches Sdock*
STFU! I don't get all mushy-mushy.
He's okay, I guess.
Yeah yeah, he's okay. Like, halfway decent I suppose.
Yeah, he's awhright.
Weaver Girl,
You know I will never hold a candle to your talent.
Goodnight, RW! Love the picture!
I'd like my dog better but he's cool.
That is if I had a dog.
Buwahahaha! I'm kidding, Mayo. No, really!
*counts her toes, twice*
I like Mayo.
I could say I love him. But not like, boyfriend love.
I do love seeing him around, and I love what he writes, whether he's sad, or happy.
So, yeah. I love Mayo. With a kind of love that, I don't know, is passed from one somewhat nice person to another.
A healthy love-based respect?
I guess so.
-A has 22 toes. She needs a math tutor.
RW, that was awesome!
Those cribs are kinda creepy. ^_^
Mayo is a pretty cool dude. I ♥ him. I said it twice tonight. How lucky are you, Mayo? :)
I ♥ Mayo but not like icky &hearts, with cooties and stuff. Not that kind of ♥
Ewwwwwww, no. No! No! No!
Those cribs are kinda creepy. ^_^
RW has Creepy Crib Mayo Love?
-A
Okay well, that's enough of that kind of nonsense for sure.
I like crickets and praying mantises. Mantids? Whichever.
Mayo is da Myster Mister Master of BlogBelieve with a room full of Lovelies!
O_O
I miss Patrick the Lizard. I didn't see him today.
Lovelies: The only Harem that doesn't do squat.
-A
Mayo, I think I'm on the fence you know. I can totally say "I ♥ you." But if I write it out, it feels funny. I always feel like with my guy friends, I always add a man or bro, or their name at the end. So that's what I would do if I told you that for real.
Anima, I think for the most part, we all really appreciate his presence.
And yeah, hard to tell a guy that's it's love, but not romantic love. IRL, most guys don't get that jazz. :p
-A
Anima, it helps if you say something like "you stupid bastard" at the end of it. It, you know, softens it a little.
Example:
I had a staff member finish almost all of his work really early one day. I was happy because it meant we'd get to leave a half hour early, so I said "Oh my GOD! Man, I love you!" when he told me he was done already.
He stared at me for a second then said "... but I have a girlfriend..."
I just shook my head.
-A
SS, thank you.
!edud, wols era ouY
I kid!
Thanks again for chilling with us. It's always fun and appreciated.
!!!edud ynnuf eno era uoy, SS
♥♥♥
The longest palindrome ever.
It's hugely impressive.
PHILEO This Greek word has the idea of emotional love. While AGAPE emphasizes the complete giving of love to another person, PHILEO emphasizes the affection, emotion, a fondness one person has for another.
Phileo
Like, Philadelphia.
I learned this just two days ago from a journal I read.
I love learning.
!eman elohw ruoy gnilleps ton ma I, SS
!kcor ouY
PHILEO
That works!
-A
Philomon and Baucis, perhaps?
-A
!ATIHS UOBUSTIHS ♥
hello again!
or !niaga olleh ?
Don't make me bust out my "types of love" poem.
Don't make me.
!ffowohs uoY, seluJ
^_~ .yned t'nod I
101 comments to go.
Hey Ergo!
!ogrE iH
101?
Oooooh, I'm getting excited!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!
Kapunua, sometimes that does help! It's funny how it works that way.
Amyranth, totally agree.
SS, what can I say? Nice to see you. And I missed the bruising...kids will mess you up! But it's worth it. :)
suoicodilapxcitsiligafrilacrepus
-A is sorry she did that.
Anon,
Are you for real?
101?
Fuck!
My love for the world
is something prodigious:
agape perhaps,
(but still not religious.)
Not ludic I guess,
(I’m too into acuity)
though not one to judge
others’ promiscuity.
Storgic might fit,
it beats useless adoring
though for maniacs like me
is still far too boring.
Ah! for those with occasional
low self esteem
I guess mania works,
but I’m not that extreme.
Now limerence seems right,
my usual affection,
and the ending ties in
with inevitable rejection.
No, not burning like eros,
with fire like magma
don’t send me cut flowers;
I’ll answer with pragma.
Pragmatic, that’s me!
It might be the solution,
(though in the extreme
can lead to prostitution.)
Thinking of these, though,
is just for the fun of it;
at the end of the poem
I still believe in none* of it.
*Most
Whoop! Whoop!
Less than 100! This shit is eazy peezy!
Anonymous said...
101 comments to go.
Better make them worth it then!
Should I do the longest word in the world backwards?
Or would you prefer it if I didn't break your heads? I prefer to not have to blind myself afterwards actually.. :P
-A
amy well done!
This is going to be totallllly EPIC!
Ergo, I'm pretty sure I spelled it wrong.
-A
It's a May-o-thon.
So......now how many? I forgot what the number was. O_O
Goodnight everyone.
Bwahaha! May-o-thon. Niiiiice.
Night, MJ! ^_^
It's a May-o-thon.
I laughed way too hard at your cleverness, Anonymous.
*high five*
Night, MJ!
Do I have to go to work tomorrow? Do I? Damn.
Count me in!
Hey Mayo,
Wanna go on The Moment of Truth with me?
Huh? Huh? Do ya? It'll be sooooo much fun.
How many now?
Huh? Huh?
.yranoitciD hsilgnE eht ni drow tsegnol eht si sihT
sisoinocoanclovoclilscipocsorcimartluonomuenP
-A is really, REALLY sorry.
So you are Dueting with PPU and Truthing it with Mayo. What's next? Dancing With The Stars with RW?
...
Geeze, May is almost over.
It's June soon. I like the moon in June.
I sound like a Loon.
I'll shut up now.
-A
.esrevrep ssel on hguoht
reraelc semoceb ti dna
noitceffa drow sdrawkcab
desrever ailihpogol
:rorrim eht rof esu eno si ereht
noitcelfer ym etah I hguohT
Amy,
That was wrong on so many levels of wrongness. My eyes will never recover.
Sorry guys, I totally fell off AIM.
I was forced to read a contract unexpectedly.
Star, if you still need computer help, let me know okay. I'll even do screen captures for you. ;)
Weaver Girl,
Nice!
Anima,
Lucy is the one with the effed up computer.
Solly, my shitty attempt at poetry, or my Longest Word in The World (echoing announcers voice)?
-A
I left San Diego before June Gloom. I hear it's a sad time for all those poor San Diegians. Must be tough. ^_^
Anima,
I think that was Lucy Lu!
But if i ever need help, I know who I'll call!
Fuck, I knew that Solly. What is wrong with me?
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