Fun to Watch… Not So Fun to Participate

1 May
Please, just don't do it. It not only hurts you, it also hurts all of us out here looking at the photo.

Please, just don’t do it. It not only hurts you, it also hurts all of us out here looking at the photo.

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Ummmm…

17 Dec

Why? I just don’t… WHY?!!!pineapple through cheeks

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Happy Thanksgiving! From Just Wrong!

22 Nov

Happy Thanksgiving! From Just Wrong!

‘Nuff said… But we are still thankful for… the other stuff…!!!

Away Friends

12 Nov

Though we prefer to keep our family and friends geographically close, there is one good thing about having them at a distance. The beautiful thing about best friends who live so far away- They bring other good people to your life that you never would have met. And if your friend is truly a good person, you will meet more wonderful people that you never would have otherwise. People who have treated your good friend with the dignity and respect that you have always known they deserve. People who care for them and are always welcome back, because your friend respects, trusts and loves them. To watch a friend amidst people who clearly care about them and their well being is so medicinal for the soul…

It was an honor to meet my sisters closest friends this past weekend. Thank you all for loving her. She is a beautiful person.

Another Long Night

5 Nov

I pour the last drink a little stronger than the previous, though I don’t mean to. I am caught up in my thoughts as I pour, and the bottle lays over itself, aimed at my glass, just a second longer than intended.

Shit.

The brief thought rolls through my head as the next thought comes tittering behind it, covering its’ tracks.

Ha HAA! Thank GOD for the ‘accidental overpour’!!!

Oh- shutup. I mumble aloud to my other self. This is not funny.

This shit is NOT funny. How I long for sleep. But part of me won’t allow it. I could lay down on the cold concrete in the garage and sleep fine if I would only allow myself. But that small part of me forbids it.

The small devil on my left shoulder pokes and prods me with its tiny pitchfork.

You deserve all the pain you get for the pain you inflict on others.

But I don’t WANT to hurt anyone!! My scream echoes in the front of my mind. It resonates in my chest.

TOO BAD!!

I hear it as if I were stabbed in the heart. It has become hard to breathe. I want nothing more than to take back every hurt I have ever inflicted on anyone.

All I ever wanted was a little peace in my life!! I scream into oblivion.

I just want those I care about to be happy. Then I can be happy. Then maybe I can find any semblance of my own peace. I have learned… I understand now! Just please- release me…

The guttural chuckle grips me. The ice holds me.

I take a breath. I close my eyes and breath deeply as I try to clear my head, try to clear my heart.

Your drink is almost empty.

I scowl at myself.

Yeah. I know.

1 Nov

At first glance I thought this was biased- as I finished reading, however, I assure you it is awesome! As long as you don’t have kids to look after or work the next morning! 😉

Maximum Wage

Hello and welcome to the 2nd annual presidential election drinking game. I created one for the 2008 election that I posted to Facebook and so I thought why not make one again for this election. Why not get drunk on election day?

To my non American friends I apologize you’ll just have to think of your own election day drinking games.

If you lose your job because you got so hammered on election night I’m really sorry son, but I got 99 problems and the unemployed ain’t one.

Please print these rules out, as this game is as complicated as politics.

Things you will need:

  • Beer
  • Hard Alcohol
  • Blue and Red colored sharpies
  • TV
  • Timer (Stopwatch or smartphone app)
  • Friends (more than one person)
  • Computer with access to Facebook

Its better to play this game with a group of people. Before starting everyone picks their candidate, Romney or Obama. YOU…

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A New Leaf Turned

1 Nov

It’s that time again. The time when I begin a new cycle of writing. It always comes in cycles and when that cycle is at its lowest and I’m writing little if any, that’s when I feel my worst. I am pleased to be at the beginning of it again. That means fresh outlooks, new inspirations, and a positive attitude towards myself.

I am beginning with a post a week but I would like for that to be an absolute minimum. I am at my best when I’m writing. Hopefully I can share some unique posts with everyone.

…and we begin again…

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