Friday, March 14, 2008

The Icicle....

  • I wish I could fix everything in my life...for everyone in my life...
  • I wish I had an icicle melting in my hand...
  • I wish I could be a better friend...a better mother...a better wife...
  • I wish I had a beautiful, expensive, diamond studded wedding band.

  • I wish everyone would just shut up...stop talking...stop whispering...stop looking at me
  • I wish my wrinkles on my growing older face would disappear forever...
  • I wish everyone could understand me...love me when I need it...and fear me...just be...
  • I wish my temper would explode one last time..my final endeavor.

  • I wish I could play the piano better...and make a violin weep with every touch of my bow...
  • I wish I had one more day with my grandmother...to tell her all I couldn't...
  • I wish I could make one more craft...color one more picture...so everyone would know...
  • I wish I had one moment in time that would stop...but which one...I really shouldn't.

  • I wish I could take it all back...
  • I wish I could make it all go away
  • I wish I could make it stop
  • I wish I could have
  • I wish I should have
  • I would have
  • if I were stronger
  • I wish I could be forgotten
  • I wish I could fade away
  • I wish I could disappear
  • like the icicle I'm holding...under the burning rays of the sun...melting in my hand...like tears on my cheek.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Deliver me from the Idiots, Moses said...

I'm not sure he said to the Pharaoh "Let my people go"...I think maybe he was thinking "Deliver me from the IDIOTS!" Because since the breaking light of the sun, we've been plagued by IDIOTS.

What does it take to be an idiot? Well...first you have NO common sense at all. And sometimes you are very educated, hence making you an educated idiot. Some people could not think for themselves if someone paid them to. And still if they were paid, they would still answer all wrong. Why? Because they are IDIOTS!

Shall we delve more into this atrocity of life? Google IDIOT.

You'll find...
Wikipedia information...a freakin website just for idiots..www.idiot.com...a Russian book about idiots...and an idiots guide...oh and an idiots test...just to name a few.

So I'm at work, and a semi educated person comes up to me and has paperwork that they need to just HAND to me, for I'm the trained professional here..I'm the one to read it and decipher what all the little notes and scribbles mean. But they want to stand there and try to read it to me like they know what they are talking about and guess what? THEY ARE F'IN IDIOTS AND DON'T KNOW. So why don't you just HAND IT OVER BIMBO? But oh no. They are going to stand there and continue to read it to me. I often wonder, do my eyes glaze over like a Krispy Kreme? Do I suddenly have drool coming out of my mouth? Do one of my hands creep up to my chest like I'm having a seizure of some sort? A grand mal? GASP! What's that? I just said a word that you might not have any idea about! YES! I'M SMART!

Oh how about the idiot at the bank, who takes your deposit of $4000 you are putting into your mother's account, and you have POA over the account but the teller won't tell you what they balance is in the account because you opened it in Sville instead of Rville. Um what? So you say to the teller, "couldn't you just call the branch in Sville to verify this?" and she stammers around like a hen with a wolf in the chickencoop and decides she's just not bright enough to answer that question, so here, let me bother the manager with this question...who proceeds to have a brain seizure herself and all be damn, can't decide if she should call the Sville branch or just tell you to "have a nice day"....AND all that and no damn lollipop!

IDIOTS I SAY! IDIOTS IN THE WORLD! ALL AROUND US!

I hate people.
And I'm still fat.

ps...if you have 3 laundry baskets sitting in the same room as you, should you REALLY ask me if there are any laundry baskets in the house?????????? I MEAN. REALLY? MUST YOU?

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Oh Bryan...I Put A Spell On Yooooouuuuuuu...

*sips homemade lemonade*

Yeah, I'm sipping lemonade...been alternating between that and ginger ale, as they are the only 2 things that calm my aching stomach...my poor wretched stomach that screams hourly I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE! It's like a ship lost in a horrific Noreaster...*grabs for trash can*

Ever thought if you could pick a time frame to live in what would it be? I have several...I'd want...

to be an Egpytian princess...on the river Nile...with my gorgeous Egpytian prince...staring off at the sunset...

to be the great love of Beethoven...his Immortal Beloved...to powder my face and my wig and lie across his piano...feeling his every emotion as his fingers touch the ivories...

to be a flapper in the roaring 20's! I want to ride in a Rolls and have a house in the Hamptons...give me Gatsby ANYDAY.


I think...I think I'm a hopeless romantic...
and I'm fat...but not as fat as last post as I've lost about 5 or 6 lbs thanks to being sick!