Woo hoo!!  After an absence of far too long, I'm finally back and off to a running start!!!  Why was I gone for so very, very long you might ask?  Simple, I forgot my password.....and I couldn't have the service send a reminder to the e-mail address I registered with since it was taken over by villians.  So, the good news is that my memory is not as bad as I was thinking it was getting and I finally remembered my password and can start journaling again.  YAY!!! 

Ok, so I thought it might be a good idea to update my web journal again.  Thought it might help me be able to get out some of the frustration I've been feeling lately.  Got all logged in and ready to go and my mind became a complete blank.  This sucks!!!

Oh well, better luck next time I guess.  LOL

Ok, so what do you write when you can't gather a coherent thought in your head?  When there are so many things to think about that you can't pick out just one thing??  And when everyone who speaks to you sounds like one of the adults on a Charlie Brown cartoon???  There's nothing to say at that point, I guess. 

It seems quite silly that words, the most versatile thing in the word, the only thing that is appropriate in any given situation, are lost.  I truly know the meaning of the phrase, "At a loss for words" now.  Then again, do I?  I seem to have found plenty of words to fill the void I've been talking about...lol. 

I guess when it all comes down to it and you can't form a coherent thought, the thing to do is to just sit back and think about not thinking at all.  Cause I don't beleive there really ever is a time when a person doesn't think, they just think about not being able to think...lol.

Anyway, guess that's all for today, maybe I'll be able to write more tomorrow when I can actually think about something other than not being able to think!!!

Ok, so I absolutely love the new song by Faith Hill called "Like We Never Loved At All".  Not really sure why but I just think it's absolutely wonderful.

That's my latest little tidbit of news, will update again later, when I have more time.

Woo hoo - two comments on my last post.....that's way awesome!!! 

Is he under control yet?  No, not yet, but I've also realized that his behavior is not something I can control.  Or is it???  Humm....lets think about this for a minute.  The mirror image theory states (simply put) that people project to the outside world, the opposite of what they see themselves as.  This being the case, one could concievably not necessarily control, but strongly influence the behavior of another person buy having a reaction that is exactly the opposite from what their initial reaction would be.  Interesting though.

So, if this guy is walking around acting crazy, why react to him as though he is, throw him off, take the wind out of his sails?  Will it work?  Who knows!!!  But it's worth a shot.  Either he'll stop acting like he has been and try a new attention getting approach, or we'll find out that he really is crazy and introduce him to his new friend, "Mr. Straight Jacket".

And if worse comes to worse and neither of those things happen, then I'll just ignore him and basically refuse to acknowledge his existence.

Ok, I think I'm ready for a nice long stay in a psychiatric ward.    At the very least, I know I'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown. 

Why, oh why are there people who have to take acting childish to the extreme? I mean f---, I know 4 year olds who act more grown up that.....dare I do it?  Dare I name names?  Perhaps I should, it's not like he'd be looking at my webjournal anyway.  No, that's taking it too far and resorting t his level....and that's something I just won't to.  No, no names other than to say he's a creepy, lurpy, basement dwelling, f--k face, f--k wad, s--t head, spoiled brat!!!!  And that's being nice!!!!!!

Ok anyway, I've done my venting for the day....not that it makes me feel any better because I still have to deal with him tomorrow, not to mention anything else that happens tonight before we're done for the day. 

Oh well, another day, another tantrum from lurp boy!!!

 

 

Sometimes I feel like there's no point to even updating this thing if I'm the only one who ever flippin reads it.  Even though I've told people about it, I don't think anyone actually reads it.  Is it because they just don't care?  Who knows, who cares.  Guess it doesn't really matter as long as I enjoy it, right?  Ok, so maybe what I like and think about doesn't seem important to anyone else.  It's important to me and that's all that matters. 

So, I think I've finally figured out why I like the color purple so much!!!  I've decided that it's because it's the most dynamic of all colors.  Unlike other colors, it doesn't have a particular mood or emotion attached to it (and least not one that I know of) and yet it can be reflective of any mood depending on the brightness, hue, etc.  (Ok, in case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm not a painter, I don't know all the proper terms to describe what I'm talking about but you should be able to figure out what I'm saying anyway!!! )  But, the best thing about the color purple, is that even though it can fit many different moods and emotions, most of the time - to me - it just means calm/peace/serenity.  A return to innocence and happiness, where all is once again right with the world.

Plus  - if you think about it - if you punch someone in the eye, sure....they may call it a "black eye", but what color is it REALLY?????  Come on, say it with me now..................

PURPLE!!!!!! 

I'm about done with dealing with hoopleheads and dumb bimbos.  No offense to the bimbos out there, and honestly, I don't have a problem with the smart ones because I believe a woman should use all the resourses she has available to her.  But....come on.....enough already.....no one can be THAT stupid....can they?

Did anyone feel the earthquake this morning????  Would probably have been....oh.....around 9:30ish.  No??  No one?  There was about twelve hourse before that too!!!!  Really?  No one felt the earthquake caused by me falling????  Damn, that sucks. 

I've realized that I'm just far too old to be failling anymore.  I can already tell that I'm going to be feeling the results of my two little mishaps for the next several days. 

Oh well, just like everthing else in life, when you fall down you just have to pick yourself back up and brush yourself off and keep going.  Sure, it may hurt for a while, sometimes quite a while, but you just work your way through it and eventually it goes away.  Right?????

Then again, look at where my life is right now.  Who am I to say anything to anyone living life???

Hard on myself??  Yep, you bet.  Why??  Cause I have to be.