Signs of the End
Seasons are changing, Wars are abundant (especially in the ‘Holy Land’), incurable diseases are spreading, and humanity has long since been faltering - And now this.
I am a worrier; this is what I do best. It doesn’t help that this sort of thing has been predicted for years (and just about every new year there is some hype of the new year being the ‘one’.) Nostradamas and Revelations both talk of these events leading up to Armageddon or ‘judgment day’. Now, I don’t know how reputable either of these sources are but I do know the planet can not exist forever. It is just not probable. It is just the matter when it will cease to exist that worries me.
(upon looking up information on this subject I stummbled across this site - which really kind of disturbed me. ) Oh so lovely...
Saturday, June 14
Thursday, June 12
ET can go right back home
I came home from work one day with this on my computer. Apparently, the boyfriend thought we needed an ‘at home’ tool to help scientists and researchers search for Extraterrestrial life. Now, if I even see the cover art for an alien movie (especially fire in the sky – which I have not and never will see) I will have traumatic nightmares followed by nights lying awake with fear that comes a close second to paralysis. So he is gone one Friday night and I am lying on the couch just lounging and relaxing. The ET screen saver thing comes up and it looks like it normally does. Then the little radio waves start going berserk and the screen starts acting funny. I thought I was going to pee right then and there. Evidently the computer just locked up or there was a bug in the program. I still won’t let him put the thing back up on screen saver mode though…it frightens me.
I came home from work one day with this on my computer. Apparently, the boyfriend thought we needed an ‘at home’ tool to help scientists and researchers search for Extraterrestrial life. Now, if I even see the cover art for an alien movie (especially fire in the sky – which I have not and never will see) I will have traumatic nightmares followed by nights lying awake with fear that comes a close second to paralysis. So he is gone one Friday night and I am lying on the couch just lounging and relaxing. The ET screen saver thing comes up and it looks like it normally does. Then the little radio waves start going berserk and the screen starts acting funny. I thought I was going to pee right then and there. Evidently the computer just locked up or there was a bug in the program. I still won’t let him put the thing back up on screen saver mode though…it frightens me.
Tuesday, June 10
duck and run
The boyfriend and I were in Walmart the other day. We really didn’t have a purpose for going, I think he needed socks. Anyway, we found ourselves in the toy section and we started browsing for new trinkets for Tristen. A girl walks by with a (live) baby duck in her arms. I melt and turn instantly my eyes locked onto them. I ran after her and reached out without asking and pet the ‘lil duck, nearly saturating them with Elmira-esk drool. I asked her what she was doing with it and she said it just claimed her and that if she leaves it at home it will ‘scream’. I nod still petting it and she (nicely) moves away and continues on. I am heartbroken.
I am now prepared to leap over stands of over-sized bouncy balls and over priced Elmo dolls to dive tackle this girl and steal her baby duck.
The boyfriend asks me what else I want before we leave. I fume and pout and whine. “I want a damn baby duck” I am ever so serious.
We leave the store, no new baby duck, and outside of Walmart there is a pond where one can often see ducks swimming in the highly polluted water. I imagined myself out there and stumbling across a lone baby duckling that instantly needs my love and aid. Yes, I would save it from the wrath of the cruel word. I would mother it and buy a large purse and take it with me to work and let everyone gush over how odd and sweet it is.
“What are you thinking about?” the boyfriend asks as we drive out of town. “I want a baby duck.” I say rather harshly and upset. He sighs. I just know he is wondering how long it will take me to get off the baby duck idea.
The boyfriend and I were in Walmart the other day. We really didn’t have a purpose for going, I think he needed socks. Anyway, we found ourselves in the toy section and we started browsing for new trinkets for Tristen. A girl walks by with a (live) baby duck in her arms. I melt and turn instantly my eyes locked onto them. I ran after her and reached out without asking and pet the ‘lil duck, nearly saturating them with Elmira-esk drool. I asked her what she was doing with it and she said it just claimed her and that if she leaves it at home it will ‘scream’. I nod still petting it and she (nicely) moves away and continues on. I am heartbroken.
I am now prepared to leap over stands of over-sized bouncy balls and over priced Elmo dolls to dive tackle this girl and steal her baby duck.
The boyfriend asks me what else I want before we leave. I fume and pout and whine. “I want a damn baby duck” I am ever so serious.
We leave the store, no new baby duck, and outside of Walmart there is a pond where one can often see ducks swimming in the highly polluted water. I imagined myself out there and stumbling across a lone baby duckling that instantly needs my love and aid. Yes, I would save it from the wrath of the cruel word. I would mother it and buy a large purse and take it with me to work and let everyone gush over how odd and sweet it is.
“What are you thinking about?” the boyfriend asks as we drive out of town. “I want a baby duck.” I say rather harshly and upset. He sighs. I just know he is wondering how long it will take me to get off the baby duck idea.
Saturday, June 7
just so i can have the satisfaction of knowing I posted something this week...
if you get bored...read this...it is funny/interesting. (true porn clerk stories)
if you get bored...read this...it is funny/interesting. (true porn clerk stories)
Sunday, June 1
Hi, I am HIV Positive…wanna fuck?
I mistakenly went out to a small get together last night.
Shortly after arriving, fellow partygoers were gathering in the living room preparing to watch a short video. The viewing of said video was halted when we walked in…there are more people now…must get more beer. So, it was off to the nearest liquor store and then a quick trip to the VP for some Styrofoam cups – the room was now sparsely occupied with a few people awaiting their drunkenness. Upon their absence the video was anxiously waiting to be played – it started without them.
Now before the play button was pushed my boyfriend had asked very apprehensively if this video had anything sexual in it. (We had previous knowledge of a certain distasteful video being passed around and we weren’t about to sit and watch it) The owner and maker of said video said with a greasy smile “not really” or something to the extent of “not that bad”.
I didn’t watch the entire video.
The first thing you hear is Nine Inch Nails and it cuts into a negative scene of two people on a bed proactively rubbing each other, specifically the guy rubbing his penis on/in the woman. With lyrics blaring in the background " i am every fucking thing and just a little more
i sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
and when i suck you off not a drop will go to waste
it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste “
It seemed like hours before I could get up – maybe I sat there for an entire minute before I fled to the porch for a cigarette along with another distraught friend. Shortly after my boyfriend comes in with this look of disgust and anger dripping off his face. “What else was on the tape?”, I had to ask…I didn’t really want to know, but then again I really did.
Now before I spew the rest of the story, let me just give you the reason why we were all freaked out and in shock. It is not that we are anti-porn or anti seeing naked people in a fucked up video. The cruelty and pure disgusting truth of the situation is that the maker/director/star of this video had confided in my boyfriend that he had recently tested positive for HIV.
“So…what else was on the video?”, I was starring at him already half sick to my stomach. “He had a white tank top on with big black letters on the front H I V and he turns around and there is a big positive sign – He was proud of the fact he may have just given this girl HIV.”
There are other videos I am a sure, other woman, other lives being ruined.
OH MY GOD. What can I DO?
I have had some very tough issues about writing this and posting this story. 1. I am now putting myself in/or having something to do with the situation. 2. Obviously this guy has some major issues and may just be a little insane 3. I do not want to put my family in jeopardy for sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong. 4. I am sure many people will wish I hadn’t.
I don’t think I can allow myself to be censored on this. No. I won’t. I am positive people will not appreciate my large obtrusive mouth. I don’t care. This is wrong and I am not about to sit back and let everyone think it is OK.
I mistakenly went out to a small get together last night.
Shortly after arriving, fellow partygoers were gathering in the living room preparing to watch a short video. The viewing of said video was halted when we walked in…there are more people now…must get more beer. So, it was off to the nearest liquor store and then a quick trip to the VP for some Styrofoam cups – the room was now sparsely occupied with a few people awaiting their drunkenness. Upon their absence the video was anxiously waiting to be played – it started without them.
Now before the play button was pushed my boyfriend had asked very apprehensively if this video had anything sexual in it. (We had previous knowledge of a certain distasteful video being passed around and we weren’t about to sit and watch it) The owner and maker of said video said with a greasy smile “not really” or something to the extent of “not that bad”.
I didn’t watch the entire video.
The first thing you hear is Nine Inch Nails and it cuts into a negative scene of two people on a bed proactively rubbing each other, specifically the guy rubbing his penis on/in the woman. With lyrics blaring in the background " i am every fucking thing and just a little more
i sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
and when i suck you off not a drop will go to waste
it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste “
It seemed like hours before I could get up – maybe I sat there for an entire minute before I fled to the porch for a cigarette along with another distraught friend. Shortly after my boyfriend comes in with this look of disgust and anger dripping off his face. “What else was on the tape?”, I had to ask…I didn’t really want to know, but then again I really did.
Now before I spew the rest of the story, let me just give you the reason why we were all freaked out and in shock. It is not that we are anti-porn or anti seeing naked people in a fucked up video. The cruelty and pure disgusting truth of the situation is that the maker/director/star of this video had confided in my boyfriend that he had recently tested positive for HIV.
“So…what else was on the video?”, I was starring at him already half sick to my stomach. “He had a white tank top on with big black letters on the front H I V and he turns around and there is a big positive sign – He was proud of the fact he may have just given this girl HIV.”
There are other videos I am a sure, other woman, other lives being ruined.
OH MY GOD. What can I DO?
I have had some very tough issues about writing this and posting this story. 1. I am now putting myself in/or having something to do with the situation. 2. Obviously this guy has some major issues and may just be a little insane 3. I do not want to put my family in jeopardy for sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong. 4. I am sure many people will wish I hadn’t.
I don’t think I can allow myself to be censored on this. No. I won’t. I am positive people will not appreciate my large obtrusive mouth. I don’t care. This is wrong and I am not about to sit back and let everyone think it is OK.