Truth Is Ordinary People Can't Wait

Have you ever woken up to a dream that just won't go away? For the past five days I have woken up to the same series of flashbacks; they were so real, they were almost tangible. What's hard is figuring out how to make them go away. Either they are a harbinger, what is supposed to be, or a form of torture reminding me of what I am so desperately trying to shun. This morning, for the first time in my life, I woke up in a sweat. My air was on seventy-six degrees [and this is really cold for me], and my fan was blazing, and I still woke up sweating because of the subconscious movies that I have been forced to watch, and thereby relive everyday for about a week. What to do? Comment: So what is your worst recurring dream/nightmare? And how did you get it to stop?

"Vengeance is Mine; I shall repay," says the Lord. I'm reletting my vengeance, anger, and angst. I am "de-posting" my previousl article "Six Years of Lunacy," because it was rude-- while well-warranted-- I don't fair too well with rude. It doesn't suit me, because it accomplishes nothing. I've been hurt-- mainly by myself and what I allowed myself to belive. I've been hurt; big fucking whoop-- so has everyone else. I've been hurt, but I am going to believe that none of it was intentional : just a result of two people [myself included] making some poor decisions. I am going to shake it off and step up . And when I meet that dude (or female-- in my closet life), whom I think is just wonderful, and everything that I imagined I'd ever wanted, then I'll merely just... RUN FOR MY DEAR LIFE!!!!!!! lol leave one.. my comments are starting to look scarce

Official: Son Mistakes Parents' Sex For Domestic Abuse A 16-year-old boy who reportedly shot his father in his mother's defense faces a felony charge, Local 2 reports. However, what was originally reported as a son defending his mother may have actually been an intimate moment between his parents. http://g.msn.com/0MNBUS00/2?http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6954717&&CM=EmailThis&CE=1 _____________________________

Typing with the only ounce of energy I have left: my readers deserve that. Today was the day in which I remembered why friendship-- and family-- are so important. You have to forgive me; I have been having a writing block for the past couple of days, possibly even a whole week or two. Even though today was a great day, and a great many things have happened in my life in just the last week alone, I still do not feel that I can give them, in prose, words worthy of it's greatness. Until this writing block passes...

He told me that I had gotten over him. I was stunned. Wait-stop- I will not write about him, not tonight. Today was my last day at the law firm. You are now reading the blog of a new Marketing Assistant. I think I am going to like this new job. There are only two females in our whole entire office this should be cool. How about I give you something worth reading. Sitting in a room on a fair almost-summer-night in Texas, I am talking to the French and craving a lemon berry slush from Sonic. I tried one today with Tequilla as I drove down the new Ft. Bend tollway; it was actually really good. Why pay $5 for a margarita if I can just get a cherry or berry limeade from Sonic for $1.59 [or $.89 during happy hour], and just add tequilla! yeah that really wasn't worth reading. oh well... off to bed.

Did you know there was one U.S. state that no longer exists? In 1784 the U.S. had a state called Franklin , named after Benjamin Franklin. But four years later, it was incorporated into Tennessee. How cool! We should have left it Franklin.

No matter what this thing says... I am a TEXAN at heart...even if I don't sound like one... Is anyone else wondering why my total is not 100%? Your Linguistic Profile: 50% General American English 25% Yankee 20% Dixie 0% Midwestern 0% Upper Midwestern What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

Okay so my new goal is to save money; thusly I am in the process of looking for another less expensive apartment. I am not quite sure how I am going to do that. The on site lake, crown molding, garden tub, and open kitchen and dining can become so adictive. How am I going to go to a busted ole lakeless apartment complex? Well, I guess I'll have to tell myself everyday that it's the only way I get to save for a house. Enough of that. I'm out....nothing else to say.

God, You asked me to come down here and try out this womanhood thing that you created. Well I've tested it out, and here is my current update on the known defects. It is quite possible that more may follow. The list currently includes the following: Boobs - God, running with these are a pain in the assets. They bob up and down and the larger ones have to be restrained with more than one sports bra. The small ones do not garner enough attention from the opposite sex and serve as a source of low self esteem or questionable sexuality in most. Periods - Sir, is there really a reason this fluid must come from down there monthly? If it's really that bad for us to have in there, couldn't we just do without it all together, and you find a way to tweek it so reproduction can cycle another way? Really, a wad of fucking cotton!?!?! Fish -- Omega, that smell belongs in the ocean, not in the secrets. One good reason why any woman could ever smell like this? The Cherry --