update

Well Jan. 12 I slipped on the steps at work and ended up breaking a bone spur off of my heel. So I'm laid up and out of work until Feb 10. God I hope they let me go back to work. Sitting around and doing practically nothing fucking sucks. Still waiting to hear if workmans comp is going to cover it or not. Apparently since I've been to a foot Dr. it was considered preexisting condition, it wasn't so it created alot of red tape. so now I wait. I've also discovered that with out me picking up/cleaning ect. that we could easier fall into the "Hoarders" catagory within a month or twos time.

Also haven't been sleeping well. 6 hours was good for me before 2am-8am, but now I've been waking up at 6 or 7am and can't get back to sleep. I guess I fear that Scooby might kick my foot in his sleep or one of the cats might jump on it and the last thing I want is to fuck it up any more than it already is.

So thats it in a nutshell, I'm laid up and bored as hell...

Love

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We cannot live, except thus mutually We alternate, aware or unaware, The reflex act of life: and when we bear Our virtue onward most impulsively, Most full of invocation, and to be Most instantly compellant, certes, there We live most life, whoever breathes most air And counts his dying years by sun and sea. But when a soul, by choice and conscience, doth Throw out her full force on another soul, The conscience and the concentration both make mere life, Love. For Life in perfect whole And aim consummated, is Love in sooth, As nature's magnet-heat rounds pole with pole. (I especially like the last line, hehe)

The Definition of Love

by Andrew Marvell
My Love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high: It was begotten by Despair Upon Impossibility. Magnanimous Despair alone Could show me so divine a thing, Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown But vainly flapped its Tinsel wing. And yet I quickly might arrive Where my extended soul is fixt, But Fate does iron wedges drive, And always crowds itself betwixt. For Fate with jealous eye does see Two perfect Loves; nor lets them close: Their union would her ruin be, And her tyrannic power depose. And therefore her decrees of steel Us as the distant Poles have placed, (Though Love's whole World on us doth wheel) Not by themselves to be embraced. Unless the giddy Heaven fall, And Earth some new convulsion tear; And, us to join, the World should all Be cramped into a planisphere. As lines so Loves oblique may well Themselves in every angle greet: But ours so truly parallel, Though infinite can never meet. Therefore the Love which us doth bind, But Fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the Mind, And opposition of the Stars.

The biggest laugh of 2009

A few months ago I got out of work on a Friday night and headed to my friend Thurston's house. Scooby was already there along with a few others including our friend "D''. D has become kind of a mess lately with his drinking and this night was no different. As soon as I got there D wanted me to try on his fathers accordian. Back story, D never got along with his father and was never allowed to even touch his dads accordian, so he was overwhelmed with emotion when he inherited it.

I was tired and didn't want to put the accordian on or try to play it, but D in his wasted state kept insisting, so I put it on. Then he told me to pull on it, I tried lightly and it didn't budge. "Are you sure its not locked?" I asked. D slurrily replied, "no its not locked, pull harder". I tried and it still didn't budge. "Are you sure?" I asked again. "Yes pull harder" he slurred, "your not pulling hard enough". So I did and the dam thing popped into two pieces, so here I stand with 1/2 of the accordian in one hand and the other 1/2 in the other. We both stood there, our mouths hanging open, shocked at what just happened.

Scooby being mr. fixit took the accordian from me and sat down at the kitchen table to try and put it back together. At the table was a pizza box with a couple of pieces left on top, "D" scooped up the box and started folding it into 4th's, I mentioned to him that there was still pizza on the box and he slurred to me that nobodies going to want it now. Just then Thurston swooped into the room and snatched the pizza box from D and passed it over Scoobies head and threw it away.

Then I noticed that in the process Thurston had dropped some pizza sauce on the accordian as Scooby was finishing putting it back together. So we wiped up the pizza sauce off of it and Scooby stood up and started to play it. He got a couple of in and out strokes out of the accordian before it popped open again and some thing hit the floor. We all looked down and here sat a piece of pizza on the floor. Apparently when Thurston passed the pizza box over Scooby a piece fell out and right into the accordian with out anyone noticing. So here we all sit, mouths agape at the pizza now laying on the floor as we come to the realization of what just happened.


Everytime we think of this night we laugh our fuckin asses off....

Beware of Knights Inn, the worst hotel chain...

FYI if your ever traveling through Terra Haute, IN and need to stop for the night absolutely under no circumstances stay at the Knights Inn. Once a year we stop through here on our way back home from New Orleans but I usually get us a room at the Econolodge. This year I thought we could save some money and stop at the Knights Inn, I figured since they also have continental breakfast.

We got there and I got us a room for about $10 bucks cheaper then Econolodge. The room looked ok at first, the carpet needed vacuumed but we've stayed at a few dumps in our time and aren't that picky. It was extremely cold that night so we immediately turned on the heat and noticed that the low heat button was broken. We took off down the street to find some food and when we got back the room still wasn't warm. That is when we noticed that the light above the sink didn't work and the volume button was missing on the tv plus it didn't have a remote.

When stopping for the night during a road trip we usually sleep in separate beds so we can spread out. This time we decided to sleep together since it was so cold, so I went to take the blanket off the other bed and there wasn't one. It ended up with us huddled together fully clothed under one blanket and two bedspreads and we were still freezing. After a half hour enough was enough, we tried to call the office but the phone didn't work. So we packed up our shit and heading to the office for a refund only to find out they don't do refunds.

The night clerk are very apologetic and when we mentioned writing a letter to corporate, he encouraged us to do so. He ended up putting us in the room above the office. Again no remote for the tv and only one blanket plus I found tiny glass shards on the bedspread. The night clerk did find another remote and brought us another blanket. The room got a somewhat warmer then the last, probably because of the heated office below us. It still didn't get warm enough to turn it off of high, but we at least stayed warm under the covers.

The next morning the continental breakfast consisted of dry cereal with no milk, toast, coffee and a cheap box of chocolate covered donuts with only two left. Needless to say corporate will be hearing from us and we will never again stay at another Knights Inn.....

Ugh, I seriously considered ending this blog at the start of this year. I haven't been blogging much if you have noticed. Its hard blogging when you live in small suburbia. Fags are like little clucky hens gossiping about everything and everybody and blogging about personal aspects of my life just gives them fuel for the fire. I don't mind my friends reading, but gossipy accquaintences.... well, fucks with my head.

But anyway, after deleting the last couple of posts, I guess I'm going to hang out for a little while longer.

Scooby and I's trip to New Orleans over the Holiday was great, somewhat low key for NOLA but great just the same. We didn't drink as excessively as we have in the past, actually we've spent most of last year cutting back on our drinking. It was great to go on vacation and not have to worry and sometimes babysit a drunk bf. In fact I think I actually fell in love with him this Holiday season. I've always loved him, but this trip it got a bit stronger. Instead of being pissed off at him getting sloppy drunk, I enjoyed his slightly buzzed company.

Last night, we had a nice dinner and movie evening with the crush. A friend voiced his concern about it breaking Scooby and I up considering I'm kinda gaga over the crush, but I assured him that's not the case, especially since our NOLA trip. After all Scooby is the brains behind this operation, plus he's my soul mate, and with his health the way it is, well we are in it for the long haul. We're all just having fun, casual intimate relations. If it grows into more then great, but we are happy with how it is. I've always had issues with depression and low self esteem so having a guy in his early twenties interested in us has been a big boost. Something that I desperately needed.

Words to live by....

If you pass judgment on others,

it doesn't define them,

it defines yourself....