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6:59 AM - Feb. 22, 2006 - comments {882} - post comment

MOVED!!!!!!!

I am moving to Blog Charm.  Hopefully they have more support for their blogs than forumer here.  I should have gotten the clue that this was going to suck since my first incident that you can read as my first post.  What a headache. 

So here is my url.  Take note!

http://www.blogcharm.com/free2ramble/

2:26 AM - Jan. 27, 2006 - comments {3} - post comment

A Dear Friend's Loss

If you got here by Blog Explosion, you all should know Dizzy Girl.  And even if you don't, you should. 

She has just lost a family member, her dog Lily.

I can not imagine her pain.

If you have lost a pet, or are just the empathetic/sympathetic type and want to leave her some warm wishes and/or support, here is her link to dizzy-girl.net.

Thank you.

3:38 PM - Jan. 24, 2006 - comments {3} - post comment

The Invisible Force

No, I am not talking about gravity.  I am talking about whatever it is that is keeping me from having some hot, steamy, animal sex with SI.  Some wild get-'er-done sex.  Some throw-me-down-on-the-bed-and-pull-my-hair rough sex.  Sex. 

Sex.  That's all I want.  Why is it so hard?  Why does it seem that anything that could stand in the way of me getting laid IS standing in my way.  At every single God Damned pass. 

Tonight, FWB came over, unannounced again.  He asked me what I was doing.  I said I had plans.  After last times weirdness where he waited at my house for me to get home, I didn't want to tell him I was going over to SI's.  But he pushed it, I told him.  He stomped into my living room, he packed up his computer, and on his way out of the door, he said, "I hope you have fun having sex."  He SPIT it out at me.  He was so mad at me.  He was breaking the rules.  This is what happens when you break the rules.  Rules are good.  Rules are there for a reason.  Why do people break them?  Rules are good, rules are healthy.  When you start to break the rules, things start breaking down.  I like things WHOLE.

Ok, so after he threw his tantrum and left, I went over to SI's house.  I get there, sit down, I am about to touch him, like 2 more minutes and I would have been.  His girl friend walks in.  We weren't doing anything.  We have never done anything.  She gives him the death-stare and goes into the bathroom.  So we sit and talk a few minutes until she walks from the bathroom, to the bedroom, giving him the death-stare the whole way, not even glancing at me.  I was like, should I go?  He was like, yeah.  So I walk home. Why did she have to come home early?  Why did I have to think of small talk while she was in the bathroom?  I thought it would be better if I sat there, because I think it would have looked pretty fishy if when she walked in the door, I ran.  I used to go there all the time before.  I worked with him.  We are friends.  I don't think it should be a big deal.

And she is a bitch anyway.  She cheats on him, stays out all night with strange men.  She was his first, so I think he feels like...  he should stay with her?  He feels some loyalty to her?  I dunno.  He is so freaking hot.  If I was his girlfriend, I would ease his morning wood EVERY morning with a blowjob.  I would...  well I would do a lot of stuff.  Thank God I don't want to be a girl friend.  To anyone.  Ever again.

So, Jesus Christ, that is like the 10th time we have planned on having sex and SOMETHING FUCKS IT UP!!!!  I am not giving up.  I will have him.  I will have him inside me.  I will taste him.  I will feel him.  I will smell him.  I will see every inch of him.  God, thinking about this gets me so wet.

Remember boys and girls, sex is the devil.  Cut of your penises now.  Sew up your vaginas right now.  It is just going to lead you to dissapointment.

9:44 AM - Jan. 24, 2006 - comments {8} - post comment

Ice Fishing

I am tired.  More tired than usual.  Getting up at 5 am, and spending hours on the ice is hard.  Makes me cold, and tired, really tired.

Haven't gotten laid in a week.  A week today.  I fell alseep on FWB last night.  I think he went home.  I am not too sure since I passed the fuck out.  It's time to move on.  I am not going to have sex with him anymore.  I feel pressured into being more with him.  I caught myself thinking about how beautiful his eyes are yesterday.  I wish I had the courage to talk to him about it.  I wonder if he just takes it for granted that we are more than friends.  He introduced me to more of his friends yesterday.  I was surprized how cool they were.  After we left, I found out that their son had killed himself about a year ago!

I was like, "Wow, they are doing pretty good for it only being a year ago."  FWB was like, "What?!?!  A year is a long time.  They shouldn't be having problems yet."  And I was all like, "What the fuck?!?!  They lost their CHILD, someone who was with them for 15 years!  Someone that CAME from them, someone that was APART of them.  If I was them, I would still be greiving."  FWB said "We have all lost someone by now."  I told him he was an idiot.

Does everyone know I tried to quit smoking weed?  Yeah, it's not working to well.  I got through one day without smoking.  The next day was killer.  So I took like 3 hits the whole day, spaced apart, since cold turkey wasn't going to work.  Then the next day was like 2 hits, then I went to a poker party, where drugs ran rampant.  I got so fried.  But I ended up winning the pot, so I was happy.  It was only $12.50 cuz we split it, and then I had to give someone ten bucks to give me a ride home.  So I came away with an extra pack of cigs.  Yay!  Then I went ice fishing, where drugs also run, and I don't recall yesterday so much.  Oh well.

I am going to throw this up on my blog now.  I will update more later.  Just figured someone was going to yell at me for not updating lately.

1:37 PM - Jan. 23, 2006 - comments {2} - post comment