A conversation a few weeks ago led to one of my friends commenting to me that my stories always sound like something out of cosmo. She then told me, "you should have a blog!" I was like... duh, I do! I don't think my escapades of infatuation, awkward sexual moments, and shameful drama are that which my blog readers would enjoy or more imporantly, I would feel like sharing. I could tell the stories... but then why would I have specific close friends to spill my guts to? And really, even though I would tell even a stranger most of the details of my life, I don't find them necessary pieces of information. For this friend, that's what we talk about though. It's weird because we aren't exactly best friends, but we both know things that each other's best friends don't know.
I guess I could start leaving really juicy stories... tell ppl to read them and work up an audience, but knowing what kind of attention that would bring... I think I'll stick to my random thoughts that just pop into my head... not dramatic details of a life that I hardly enjoy.
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
9.8.06
25.6.06
Miss Lamentations
That is my log-in name for this website. I think I picked well. Miss implying that I'm a young woman... it almost already makes me sound whiny, and then lamentations, how much more overly dramatic can I be? Lamenting is something someone does when they are in atrocious agony, not when someone stands them up for dinner. When I started this blog... what, three years ago? I was having a hard time relapsing from my eating disorders. Finding distortion attractive. One day I was starving myself, the next day completely normal. One day I was talking to people like I was psycho saying things about eating is for the weak and so forth, the next day I would have taken offense if you looked at me funny for not finishing my salad. It's funny how that time of my life is so clear to me... those times in my life always do seem to be clear. When I'm fucked up, apparantly it makes a lasting impression on my mind, but don't ask me what I did yesterday because first you would have to tell me what day of the week yesterday was.
11.2.06
"Under Construction"
Giving this blog a face lift... but don't feel like finishing it right now. Come back when it looks better.... haha
20.11.05
I don't think i've been
I don't think i've been online in a while. I won't get a chance to for a while. Just sitting in church trying to stay awake. I don't know how i'm going to work until after midnight. I have a lot of hours this week. Sucks. . .
10.11.05
2.11.05
This better work this time
Sometimes I get really mad at blogger.com. Lot's of cool features to my blog.... but it makes me very very angry when I spend a good 5 minutes typing up something and then it doesn't post. I c ould be doing better things then sitting on my butt in front of my computer.
I'm waiting for my sweetie t o come over a nd change my oil.... i t's later than I expected him (as always). I should be showering or cooking h is dinner... or something productive but.... yeah, I'm not. Just playing free cell.... losing, uncharacteristically (I think I made up that word.... way t oo many syllables).
Yeah, I've had some psycho moments r ecently. Mike and I definitely had a huge fight monday night. He said pretty much the worst thing he could possibly say to me. I hurt him physically pretty much the worst I could.... actually, it was the w orse. I was hitting him like he was my attacker. I d on't know what really stopped me.... maybe when I realized he wasn't going to let me leave and it was pointless to hit him... or maybe when I saw that I had made him bleed. Nonetheless, our arguments seem to get w orse.... but t he making up is getting sweeter. I'm not sure if that's a good thing. I think t hat they should just stop. I hate being the couple at every party/get together that is fighting. Monday night.... both of us had been slightly intoxicated, but this argument w as much later after we had been sobered up. Can't blame the alcohol on our psychotic behaivor. It's so weird how we can be so abusive and then the next day doing everything possible for each other. *sigh* well.. it's getting late... I should do something productive
I'm waiting for my sweetie t o come over a nd change my oil.... i t's later than I expected him (as always). I should be showering or cooking h is dinner... or something productive but.... yeah, I'm not. Just playing free cell.... losing, uncharacteristically (I think I made up that word.... way t oo many syllables).
Yeah, I've had some psycho moments r ecently. Mike and I definitely had a huge fight monday night. He said pretty much the worst thing he could possibly say to me. I hurt him physically pretty much the worst I could.... actually, it was the w orse. I was hitting him like he was my attacker. I d on't know what really stopped me.... maybe when I realized he wasn't going to let me leave and it was pointless to hit him... or maybe when I saw that I had made him bleed. Nonetheless, our arguments seem to get w orse.... but t he making up is getting sweeter. I'm not sure if that's a good thing. I think t hat they should just stop. I hate being the couple at every party/get together that is fighting. Monday night.... both of us had been slightly intoxicated, but this argument w as much later after we had been sobered up. Can't blame the alcohol on our psychotic behaivor. It's so weird how we can be so abusive and then the next day doing everything possible for each other. *sigh* well.. it's getting late... I should do something productive
26.10.05
Why Being A Girl Sucks
Haha, so get this. Apparantly someone did a search on "why being a girl sucks" no joke..... and my blog came up as the third link on ask jeeves! That kind of says something.... like I complain way too much maybe? Well, I thought it was hillarious. I find hillarity in small things though.
Mike is definitely pissed at me right now.... just hung up on me, actually. This isn't a behavior that is surprising t hough. He seems to think hanging up makes arguments go away.... or sends some kind of message across. Anyway, I'm an internet whore..... who knew? I have naked pics online.... who knew? He never understood them anyways. Self-expression is something I don't think he'll ever get... not that he doesn't..... just in different ways. The communication of the body in art tells so much. A nude shows openess... it shows the body as a celebrated object.... not shunned. So it gives guys the wrong opinion..... who cares? I know it touches the artistic soul.... and if the uncontrollingly perverted guys can't contain themselves, I don't have to deal w/ them. Seriously, like the view.... or d on't..... but please..... keep your hard ons and your anger fits to yourself.... It's just pic. Don't think that it's anything more.
Mike is definitely pissed at me right now.... just hung up on me, actually. This isn't a behavior that is surprising t hough. He seems to think hanging up makes arguments go away.... or sends some kind of message across. Anyway, I'm an internet whore..... who knew? I have naked pics online.... who knew? He never understood them anyways. Self-expression is something I don't think he'll ever get... not that he doesn't..... just in different ways. The communication of the body in art tells so much. A nude shows openess... it shows the body as a celebrated object.... not shunned. So it gives guys the wrong opinion..... who cares? I know it touches the artistic soul.... and if the uncontrollingly perverted guys can't contain themselves, I don't have to deal w/ them. Seriously, like the view.... or d on't..... but please..... keep your hard ons and your anger fits to yourself.... It's just pic. Don't think that it's anything more.
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