Confession .89. I’ve Heard It All Before At Least A Million Times…

I’m so sick of that same old love
That shit, it tears me up…
I’m so sick of that same old love
My body’s had enough…

This is another one of those posts that might not make much sense to anyone other than for Whom it is intended.  My apologies for this.

I was going through my notecards folder Saturday morning based on an off-handed comment in a discussion… and I found my petition.  It’s about a week shy of being one year ago.  So that’s what’s been on my mind lately.

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Confession .88. My Life, My Love, My Drive, It Came From… Pain!

I was choking in the crowd, building my rain up in the cloud
Falling like ashes to the ground
Hoping my feelings, they would drown
But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing
Inhibited, Limited… til it broke open and rained down
It rained down like…

I’ve bitten my tongue far too hard for far too long.  And tonight, I attempted to warn someone who was in a position to DO something about this particular individual, in terms of giving them access to a hunting ground of people to prey upon… and they did nothing.

So instead… here is my letter to the Predator’s current flavor of the week… and any who may come after her…

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Confession .87. I Was Lightening Before The Thunder…

You say you’re basic, you say you’re easy
You’re always riding in the back seat
Now I’m smiling from the stage while
You were clapping in the nose bleeds…

What’s this?  Two days in a row?  Sorry, guys… particularly with the ER fiasco (if you didn’t read my last blog… like actually READ it, you probably should… there’s some hilarity in there…) I’ve just been exhausted most of the time when I get home from work.  The last couple of nights have been the only real nights that I’ve had any motivation to stay up.

And of course, they’re fueled by storiesssssss!

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Confession .86. But He’ll Never Stay; They Never Do…

Would’ve gave it all for You, cared for You
So tell me where I went wrong…
Would’ve gave it all for You, cared for You
My Lover… My Liar…

It’s been a loooooong time since I’ve given you guys a really good story.  Like… one of those stories that really sucks in the moment, because everything that could go wrong, did… but in the end, I can look back on it and laugh.

It wasn’t until I told Nova the entire story over the phone this evening that I realized JUST how ridiculous it was… so I HAVE to share it.  Lol.

I hope you get a good giggle at my expense…

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Confession .85. I’m Jealous; I’m Over-Zealous…

I’ve got issues, You’ve got ’em too
So give them all to me and I’ll give mine to You
Bask in the glory of all our problems
Cause we’ve got the kind of love it takes to solve them
I’ve got issues, and one of them is how bad I need You…

So I’m sitting in a discussion right now – I’m seeing a pattern of blogging in the background during discussions lately… I’m sorry!  But I’m sitting in a discussion right now, and I’d even typed the title of this post and chosen the song before I hopped over here… only to find myself discussing one of the very words that I chose to use…

Over-zealous.

Basically, a more positive way to be called pushy, or – as the discussion topic brought up – a bitch.

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Confession .84. My Habits, They Hold Me Like A Grudge…

One sip, bad for me
One hit, bad for me
One kiss, bad for me
But I give in so easily…

Gods, the last two weeks have been exhausting!

Those of you who don’t know… I started a new job in RL, working in a Cardiologists’ office as a Medical Assistant.  And no… the apostrophe was not placed incorrectly there… there is more than one Cardiologist in this office.

As a matter of fact… there are TEN.

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Confession .83. I’ve Got A Lover And I’m Unforgiven…

I found God, I found Him in a Lover
When His hair falls in His face, and His hands so cold they shake…
I found the Devil, I found Him in a Lover
And His lips like tangerine, In His color-coded speak…

Isn’t it wonderful… how exes never have the time to spend with you when you’re together, but have all the time in the world to stalk you when you aren’t anymore?  Lol.

Make a single change to your profile, and they throw a mini temper tantrum.

Even when you’re doing exactly what they told you to do… not waiting on them.  I’m not about to sit around and wait on you if you’ve pretty much told me to fuck off.  Maybe old Tivi would have done that… but I don’t. I don’t have the time nor the energy to invest in people who are not going to do the same with me.

It’s just not what I’m about anymore.

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