So happy today, despite being the AWD

Woke up early, took pictures of my Trubblekitty. I've had the grandest weekend! And next week will be even better..... Time to party like the popefucking rock stars that we are! \/\/007!

Thinking about some song lyrics that Cole Porter penned in 1919. From the song, "Alone with You":

I want to go a flitting
Here, there, everywhere.
Dancing to bright lights,
Stay out all night lights....
I feel left on the shelf
All alone with myself,
When I might be all alone with you.

Also:

I'm in love again
And the spring is comin',
I'm in love again,
Hear my heart strings strummin',
I'm in love again,
And the hymn I'm hummin'
Is the "Huddle Up, Cuddle Up Blues!"

Ah..... Imma soooo happy today! I'm filled with love, and I feel loved. I'm in love with my life again; this is something that I hope everyone can feel at some time in their lives.

To conclude our early Sunday blogging session, here are some original words of poetry. I call her, "She."

And when she smiles at me
I can barely breathe air.
She's so much wonder to take in
Her beautifuldark eyes seem to search
Me.(I wonder who she sees?)
Her hips move,
And move me.
And I yearn to explore
her circuitry.

Rivers of silk escape her lips-
"I'm glad that you got to dance in the rain....."
She says.

To quietly discorporate with a pen
onna damp Sunday morning
Is all I can do.

*happysighs*

Whe-ell.....

Sorta kinda innna round about way told the person that I have a huge crush on that I have a crush on her. I'm still not sure what she thinks about that~ her world is all kinds of upside down in some ways, brilliant and stable in others.

A long story short, I wrote a song for this person~ I use words that she has said, and mention certain situations that we're both going through. Played it for her last night. Well, didn't get no kiss and didn't get permission to ever play this song in public, so situation normal might be all kinds of fucked up right now. Hmmmm. This might explain why I would be up at 4.33AM on a Wednesday Thursday.......

Never, ever want to hurt her or make her uncomfortable. And anyways, since I've sorta confessed my feelings, the urge is not as strong. Although..... people. You have to believe me when I say she "has it going on." Beautiful big breasts, awesome skin, clear eyes. And dark, shiny hair that I'm constantly fantasizing about running my fingers through, just before I kiss her soft mouth. Her "look" is my favourite when it comes to womyn; I could watch her walk all day long.

Whew. I need a cold shower. It's a good damn thing I've been brave enough to get some other irons in the fire! Something about eggs? Baskets? Birds eating bushes?

RIP, Geroge Carlin

"The whole problem with this idea of obscenity and indecency, and all of these things — bad language and whatever — it's all caused by one basic thing, and that is: religious superstition," Carlin told the AP in a 2004 interview. "There's an idea that the human body is somehow evil and bad and there are parts of it that are especially evil and bad, and we should be ashamed. Fear, guilt and shame are built into the attitude toward sex and the body. ... It's reflected in these prohibitions and these taboos that we have."

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Blogger Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Met a nice lady last night at our local Pride Festival. I just started chatting her up, thought she was attractive. Turns out she's got a great, long-term partner, and they are in town from the other side of the state for some basketball-reason. Long story short, I was able to talk to her about things that occupy me right now, and what a great person to talk to. She gave me a lot of confidence to try and pursue the seemingly un-pursue-able.

I have a rainbow on my arm, and I'm not afraid to use it anymore. I will tell this lady how I feel. Soon.

Beersh

Weel. Wot alse is dere? ?

Sad, Angry, Frustrated, Hurt, Flummoxed

Yep. I knew it would happen again. I just didn't think it would be this morning. I have twisted my bad ankle just 3 months and 1 week (to the day) after I fucked it up really bad in March. I almost needed surgery because I had torn everything so badly. Today, the tears don't appear to be as bad as the previous injury, but I'm so sick of being.... infirm.... that all I can do is sit here and weep today.

Back on the crutches. Back to square zero with the physical therapy. Bicycles, motorcycles, gone. Hells, just walking to the bathroom in the middle of the night unaided. Gone. I might be alright again by September.

And what exactly happened, you might ask? I was leaving for work at 8am today, I had my bicycle and was pushing it out the door. I don't know if I missed the slight step that leads from the kitchen door to the landing outside. All I know is I pushed my bicycle out the door, sort of in front of me, and I put my Right Foot down, and the Ankle kept going.

Fuck me. I hate this shit. I don't want to have surgery to stabilise this thing!!! I have been doing everything right. Everything. I'm about to get pissed and stay that way for the next 3 or 4 days. Fuck it.

NYU Film Portrays Recording Industry as Browbeater

A wee snip from an email that some goddess sent me:

The Recording Industry Association of America is likened to a thug in this video produced by Gabriel de Urioste, of the Free Culture chapter at New York University. He made the silent black and white video for one of his film classes at the university to express his view that the industry group's tactic of suing people who download music off the Internet is heavy-handed. Mr. de Urioste posted the video to YouTube last week. --Andrea L. Foster

Still Smitten

* Is she warm and friendly?
-yes

* Does she look into your eyes when she speaks with you?
-yes

* Does she treat you differently than the other guys?
-yes

* Does she seem to seek out your company?
-yes

* Do the two of you ever spend time alone together?
-yes

* Would you ever consider asking her out on a real date?
-oh yes. a dream come true, it would be.

So, yeah. Still pining for that SuperSweetie I'm set on. Can't help it. Stuff happens. Words happen.

13

The day turned up, as it always does,

And she turned up, like she always wants to,

And he left to leave, but he didn't want to,

And she was working in her yard, the way she loves to,

And she and I ate,

'Twas an accidental purposeful date,

And I do still love her.

And I do still want her, and wish that she might be into me.

Now all I can do is weep.

Because of this strange tuning,

That I have found myself in.

Pain

I sang from my heart last night, and all I could do was weep. Sharing my gifts with others has always been fraught with emotion; when I was a teenager, every time I sang with the Choir, tears would stream down my eyes.

Why does something I love so much give me so much pain? Perhaps it's too angry, serious, honest. Don't know. What I do know is that I cannot stop it. Not that I would, even if I could.

Awww shyt. WTF? I'm just hurting a fucking lot today, and am losing interest in putting energy into someone I am very fond of. But, I'm looking forward, ever forward, never straight. She doesn't *see* me. I have been trying for over a week. Not gonna give up that easily, just gonna back off for awhile.

And I reckon I'll keep on crying when I sing.

Sighjoy

O Luscious One.....
Thoughts of you linger.....

I wish I could see you.

Oops

Q: What do call a biker that shows up to work late?

A: Tired.

Optiplex GX620

A word to the wise.... Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever spend your precious time or money on one of these systems.

Other Dells are just fine. This one has had over 50% hardware failure rate in one of my labs in the last two weeks. I'm losing my precious worklife trying to fix this horrible shyt.

Caveat Emptor, Indeed.

Meh..... Pershunal Conundrums

The first time I saw her, I was in AWE. I loved the way she looked, talked, moved. I was attracted right away.

When I first met her, way back when, she was almost an unapproachable idol..... Talented, a leader, a lover of nature, hard working, kind to animals and people. Oh! And that smile melts me in a way that only lovers of dark chocolate can understand. I've often wondered what in the world can I do to get her to notice me?

Still, one day, I will have to make a move to this woman and say, "Lady, you are so beautiful and so sexy, and I am so into you”. I am afraid to damage the delicate intimacy that we seem to have established over the past couple of years. I would be simply crushed if she started avoiding me because I made her uncomfortable, and I would absolutely and sincerely turn my energies elsewhere to save having her in my life.

She could be into me? Sometimes I feel that she's attracted to me..... But I don't know for sure. Once upon a time, she lay down on a bed with me and told me something about her biology that made my ovaries cry to jump out and be with her at that very moment. And the way she lay down and stroked her hair and that sparkle in her eyes, I will never ever forget.

Sigh..... I think about her a lot, but am not obsessed with her. I do try to find any reason to communicate with her or see her; when I do hear from her, even via email, it makes me so happy that I sing a little private song.

Oh well. I'm just doing some E-venting. (Take that as you like it.) Maybe it's just a simple crush that will move on in time, or get re-directed if she does eventually turn me down. But goddess knows that I dream for something different.....