so...I went to see my Nemesis in prison. Yes I said prison.
My nemesis told me that they have had psychiatric evaluations and only eluded to the fact that he/she is selfish. Well no shit Sherlock, I could have told you that.
My reply is..."yes, but what else did they tell you. No sane person thinks the way you do. I am guessing on sociopath?" As you might have guessed he/she says they are not.
Then I unloaded what a selfish person they are not only to ruin their own life but ruin those around them.
And yes, you are right again...there wasn't even a sorry. A nothing. Oh wait...I did get...
I am going to court on June 12th and being released to ...let's call it...the fuckup but still get privileges and benefits program... and that he/she won't be trying to contact me due to that's what their therapists said.
Umm...'what was that?" and I proceeded to stare up to the ceiling and think to myself..."How about saying...'uhhhh, I have made you and others lives a living hell by being a complete fuck up. So I realize that you guys will want nothing to do with me so I won't try and stalk you guys. I will respect some 'healthy' boundaries and not cross over into obsession again."
I don't know...I just think that is what he/she should have said. Instead it's all this crap like he/she has done nothing wrong and they are doing us all a favor by them making a choice so and so will not happen. Once again...What the hell? You don't get the rights asshole! Stop thinking you do! Stop thinking that you have any frigging rights what-s0-ever!

Yes...so that concludes that bitch fest.

Okay...new tangent...
So I have/had (don't know which)this friend. I've know her for a few years. She is married with no children. We would hang out and the last time I saw her a few months ago we went to dinner and then the movie. Well after the movie I go to the restroom. I have on 3 1/2 inch high heels. I am dog tired and a bit out of it due to the previously mentioned asshole above, etc. So, I hoover over the toilet, as is my usual custom, and I never get any pee on the seat! Well I notice that there is a puddle forming at the bottom of my feet and so I go to move but my heel slips into this cracked groove of the tile and I fall down, catching myself on the toilet with my hands bent and saving my ass from landing in the puddle on the tile. All I can do is laugh and laugh. I think it's a riot. So I pull my pants up, flush the toilet and notice there is pee on the bottom of my pants and a few tiny mists spots going down the back of my left leg...from where I was falling and it was stopping, LOL!
So I go out to the movie hallway where she is waiting and I tell her what happened because now I can't really go to the ice-cream store next door like we had planned. So I laugh and keep laughing. We walk to the car along with her husband who is also with us. We do our little parting hugs and say go about our separate ways.
Well...now this has been months ago and she will not return any phone calls, no emails. Basically has ignored me since.
So my question is...what the heck is up? What is with the ignoring? Did it offend you? I thought it was funny as hell. Anyhow...that's where that stands and I don't know why.

Rehearsal for the play I'm in is going well. My friend 'hubbabalooba' is directing it. She's really awesome at what she does.
Speaking of hubbabalooba, have you ever had a friend that has more talent in her toe jam then you and 10 of your friends put together? Well that's her. She can sing like a diva, she can act like she should have an Emmy and a Oscar just because she gets up that morning, she is smart, she is creative, witty, clever, friendly, writes, cooks, bakes, is a wife, a mom, a director and I won't bore you with going on. I mean she absolutely can do it all. She is frigging incredible.
I thought I had some talent but next to her I feel like like my talent bug is a pebble compared to her mountain.
I love her though. She is absolutely precious! She is so awesome that sometimes I don't think she realizes how amazing she is. How gifted she is. How much the world is a better place for her being in it. If I had to put something catchy here I guess I would put "She don't know she's beautiful...though time and time I told her so" because she just doesn't get how wonderful she is.

Go on with your bad self , Hubbabalooba!

So I walk in with my friends because we are going to have this 'boundaries' counsel with her priest or 'father' they call them. We are there because guys are continually coming on to us for an affair-them being married. It's not like it has happened just once. Oh no, this seems to be a continuale thing. So her priest figures it's a 'boundaries' issue so we go to talk to him. Oh hell this is where it gets worse.

I walk in and meet him. When he reaches to shake my hand it was as if the very birth of lust took place. I wanted to shove him against the wall while he hosted a hand under y thigh. Talk about thinking everything you shouldn't. Definitely no reverence here!

Then we went into his office. So there we are...my friend, myself, and the priest. He begins talking about boundaries and body communication, on and on. I'm sitting there holding my hands to the side, legs uncrossed on the floor, and trying not to stare to long into his eyes...in case any of the thoughts going on in my head should convey. And what were the thoughts???

The thought of straddling him right there where he was. Now who does that? Who sits there while the priest is talking and thinks about how you would wrap his hands around your thighs; as you push in harder to him. Oh man, that's horrible.

Don't get me wrong, I don't' sit and think of that with all guys. And this has nothing to do with the affair offers. Heck I haven't even thought about sex in a while. And when I did it was definately not this. So why???? Why does the thought have to come racing with the priest???

Gives a whole new meaning to a girl walks into a room and there's this priest. LOL!

Fall in Love with me

Fall in love with my eyes
the way they sparkle when your near
Fall in love with my smile
the way it melts your heart
Fall in love with the smell of my hair
the way it lingers in your mind long after I'm gone
Fall in love with my giggle
the way it fills the air when you hold me
Don't love me for the things that fade
the things that cease to be
Love me for what's lasting and pure
Love me for what will always be