Another Top 5 Shuffle...Without links because I'm too drunk for that shit.
5. Right Through You- Alanis
4. Sexxy Back- J.T.
3. Future DaysFutureDays- Pealr Jam
2. Cheatin- Gin Blossoms
1. She Loves You- Gaslight Anthem
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Sunday, July 13, 2014
sooooooo....mommas...feeling...
So....I had a...odd weekend. And I won't chronicle it here, because...trust me, you'd want to laugh, cry, cheer loudly and then shoot yourself in the face with lots of tequila. But what it's come down to tonight, is me sinking very quickly into that wonderfully black place I tend to get stuck in on occasion. So, in light of recognizing that and trying to avoid it, I decided to make a list of things I love about me. Things I actually, really LOVE about me. Little, sad, dark, sometimes pathetically both of those things...me. SOOOOO, hold on to your butts. Here I go...and in no order, other than things that are occurring to me as I type...
1-I love Mario. And I love it for A LOT of reasons. It gives me something to do when no one else is around. My kids LOVE watching me play which is fun because we actually bond over it. It brings back memories, that give me joy, of my childhood with my dad and siblings. OH! TSMA's dad also LOVES Mario. And while TSMA, his kids and his father may not enjoy my passionately based vocabulary over the game, I love that I can bond with someone who is so important in the life of a person that is...infinitely important in mine.
2-I know that an ellipsis's is THREE...dots...
3-I have an AWESOME ability to appreciate the interests and loves of people. Honestly, it is quite selfish because, I pray that I take something worth while or meaningful or I'll gain knowledge from doing so. EXAMPLE: Anyone I have EVER wanted to delete from social media accounts and HAVEN'T BECAUSE I feel their retardedness (yep, I'm coining that one. Pay up, bitches) is making me SMARTER. Or, the fact that...oh nevermind...where I was going is another thing I love about me. So, keep reading. I'm worth it.
4-Let's talk music. I listen to EVERYTHING. Well, that's a lie, because for the most part, I CANNOT stand country. But, occasionally, what all of you call "country" I will enjoy, on a purely lyrical basis. for instance, there is a song by someone or some band called Lady Antebellum that my kids love. Also, Hootie turned country. While his music annoys me, I still love the lyrics. AND, I mean honestly...I am me and choose what I like, but I have been influenced by every man I've dated. I love Zepplin because of my ex-husband. I love Chris Cornell because of the first man I dated after him. I liked Pearl Jam before, because of my dad, but I LOVE Eddie because of TSMA and I can honestly say, I love them more than someone who has only been exposed on a...proxy-like...???...basis, BECAUSE, my GUY, also plays them on his guitar for me, and for himself, really, but I DO get to hear it and I fucking love it. SO...By the by, I am grinding, alone, in my kitchen to Hurt Like Mine...Black Keys
5-I can mother fucking cook. I can.
6-I understand apartment living and I know this because I have not lynched anyone that may be deserving. Done.
7-I am horribly, wonderfully, incriminatingly, beautifully, forgivingly and forever thoughtful. I am thoughtful. It's an awful fault but wonderful beauty of who I am. I really don't have much to say about it...or maybe I do, but only because I feel my being that way has set an expectation for anyone I know.
I enjoy doing little things for people. People I love, people I don't know...for instance, I love buying coffee for the person behind me in line at Starbucks. I do it every other time I'm there. I LOVE when I go for a pedicure and take my daughter with me as a surprise. I love When my ex shows up to get the kids and I have a Monster waiting for him, and I CANNOT FUCKING STAND that man, anymore. I have, in the last week, set the coffee pot for The Sexiest Man Alive and set out a mug, with sugar and a spoon, waiting for him. I really get off on doing thoughtful things for others. It may be my supreme weakness because I think I have set an expectation for what I want from others. Those consistent little things. I haven't met anyone that does that. I could go on that subject...probably forever. People annoy me in that way. I really don't see it as anything other than being decent. And, you know, doing things that matter for the people you love. I just....it really bothers me when people miss THAT.
8-I love caffeine. And bacon. And if you bring me both without my asking, you win. You win more if you're the man I love and do that, duplicitly, and also give me sex. I'm easy to please.
9-I am loyal.
10-I'm...me. I'm real. I accept my flaws, mourn them and embrace them on a regular fucking, sad basis.
11-Bottom line is, I am, without question, worth knowing. If any of you, sad, shallow, shells of humans are still following my shit...delete me. Please. You're doing yourself a favor. My awesome is too much for you to handle.
So, there is me. Tooting my own horn, slobbing my own knob and not caring if you come...me. Sadly, I've gotten back to that place. I'll crawl out of it. But in the mean time, I'm just going to feel it. because lets face it...I do that best.
1-I love Mario. And I love it for A LOT of reasons. It gives me something to do when no one else is around. My kids LOVE watching me play which is fun because we actually bond over it. It brings back memories, that give me joy, of my childhood with my dad and siblings. OH! TSMA's dad also LOVES Mario. And while TSMA, his kids and his father may not enjoy my passionately based vocabulary over the game, I love that I can bond with someone who is so important in the life of a person that is...infinitely important in mine.
2-I know that an ellipsis's is THREE...dots...
3-I have an AWESOME ability to appreciate the interests and loves of people. Honestly, it is quite selfish because, I pray that I take something worth while or meaningful or I'll gain knowledge from doing so. EXAMPLE: Anyone I have EVER wanted to delete from social media accounts and HAVEN'T BECAUSE I feel their retardedness (yep, I'm coining that one. Pay up, bitches) is making me SMARTER. Or, the fact that...oh nevermind...where I was going is another thing I love about me. So, keep reading. I'm worth it.
4-Let's talk music. I listen to EVERYTHING. Well, that's a lie, because for the most part, I CANNOT stand country. But, occasionally, what all of you call "country" I will enjoy, on a purely lyrical basis. for instance, there is a song by someone or some band called Lady Antebellum that my kids love. Also, Hootie turned country. While his music annoys me, I still love the lyrics. AND, I mean honestly...I am me and choose what I like, but I have been influenced by every man I've dated. I love Zepplin because of my ex-husband. I love Chris Cornell because of the first man I dated after him. I liked Pearl Jam before, because of my dad, but I LOVE Eddie because of TSMA and I can honestly say, I love them more than someone who has only been exposed on a...proxy-like...???...basis, BECAUSE, my GUY, also plays them on his guitar for me, and for himself, really, but I DO get to hear it and I fucking love it. SO...By the by, I am grinding, alone, in my kitchen to Hurt Like Mine...Black Keys
5-I can mother fucking cook. I can.
6-I understand apartment living and I know this because I have not lynched anyone that may be deserving. Done.
7-I am horribly, wonderfully, incriminatingly, beautifully, forgivingly and forever thoughtful. I am thoughtful. It's an awful fault but wonderful beauty of who I am. I really don't have much to say about it...or maybe I do, but only because I feel my being that way has set an expectation for anyone I know.
I enjoy doing little things for people. People I love, people I don't know...for instance, I love buying coffee for the person behind me in line at Starbucks. I do it every other time I'm there. I LOVE when I go for a pedicure and take my daughter with me as a surprise. I love When my ex shows up to get the kids and I have a Monster waiting for him, and I CANNOT FUCKING STAND that man, anymore. I have, in the last week, set the coffee pot for The Sexiest Man Alive and set out a mug, with sugar and a spoon, waiting for him. I really get off on doing thoughtful things for others. It may be my supreme weakness because I think I have set an expectation for what I want from others. Those consistent little things. I haven't met anyone that does that. I could go on that subject...probably forever. People annoy me in that way. I really don't see it as anything other than being decent. And, you know, doing things that matter for the people you love. I just....it really bothers me when people miss THAT.
8-I love caffeine. And bacon. And if you bring me both without my asking, you win. You win more if you're the man I love and do that, duplicitly, and also give me sex. I'm easy to please.
9-I am loyal.
10-I'm...me. I'm real. I accept my flaws, mourn them and embrace them on a regular fucking, sad basis.
11-Bottom line is, I am, without question, worth knowing. If any of you, sad, shallow, shells of humans are still following my shit...delete me. Please. You're doing yourself a favor. My awesome is too much for you to handle.
So, there is me. Tooting my own horn, slobbing my own knob and not caring if you come...me. Sadly, I've gotten back to that place. I'll crawl out of it. But in the mean time, I'm just going to feel it. because lets face it...I do that best.
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