cute doggies.

cute doggies. (NOT doggy porn.) LoL.

my heart gloweth with pride.

Kanye got his ass beat….by Reba McEntire!
The country crooner’s new duets album, Reba Duets, is the number one album in America this week.
Reba’s new album sold more than 300,000 copies in the first week — more than double McEntire’s previous first-week sales high of 124,000 with It’s Your Call in 1992.
Congratulations!

dwarfs.

Sneezy, Sleepy, Dopey, Doc, Happy, Bashful can all kiss my Grumpy ass.

It appears as if my Psych grade went from a ‘B’ to an ‘A’…
no complaints.
Let’s see if my prediction holds true for my Math test grade.
All I know is I studied for that test and my ass best not have failed it.

Pookie is getting a sleep study tomorrow,
so my deaf ass can enjoy sleeping with my wife again.
Yall KNOW that’s bad if my deaf ass can hear that!!
(I love you, Pookie-Poo!! *MUAH*)
So she won’t be home til Friday.
I think I’mma go buy the Reba CD to help make me feel better.
Yay!!
(Btw, my homegirl debuted at numero uno on Billboard’s with the release of this CD. Not bad for a 52 year old, huh?!)
In the meanwhile,
I need to study and clean house.
Motivation hasn’t been a regular visitor lately.
Dunno why.
Not getting depressed again.
Oh wait,
I DO know why...
I'm lazy.
Yes, I freely admit it.
I should feel some sordid sense of shame.
Oops.
Oh well.

The plight of the aquarium still remains.
Ugh.

So, this Jenna 6 shit…
its all such bullshit.
Why aren’t they persecuting him for a hate crime?
Yea,
the nooses were NOT cool,
AT ALL…
But have we learned NOTHING from our past?!
VIOLENCE SOLVES NOTHING.
We are a stupid species.
Fuck,
even the turkies are smarter than us.
THEY aren’t causing their own demise.
Well,
let’s leave out the ones who drowned themselves.
Humans are the most stupid species, ever.
Evolution, smellolution.
Today’s humans are Darwin’s theory in reverse.
Case in point,
Britney Spears.
Yeahhhh, buddy.
Maybe Disney can induct her into the 8th Dwarf position:
Stupid.

suck it, dorothy.

I should have listened to my intuition about this weekend.
simple things made complicated.
riding shotgun with my aggravation is guilt.
no doubt,
he leads a hard life.
The evil, pickled old wench
has the patience of a saint when it comes to him.
so I reckon,
there is some good in everybody.
though, in her case,
her good is relative to the size of a mustard seed.
this weekend was good,
but very stressful.
I'm glad I'm home...

today.

mom confiscated jackson.

grandma's losin her mind.

my skitzophrenic uncle called.

and some people are just plain ig'nant!!

yellow.

Without any doubt, it is absolutely incomprehensible that a decade has passed by. Today’s arrival has regressed my 25 year old self to a misplaced, innocent 15-year-old girl who just lost her footing. 364 days out of the year, I am pretty okay with it. I am 90% sure that I don't believe in God, but I do believe in angels. In the past 10 years I have done many of the stupid things that any young adult does while growing up, and at any time I could've been done for. Each time I came out alive, though shaken, I would immediately realize how lucky I was. Somewhere, somehow, someone was watching over me. In my heart, I know that it was her. At least, that is what I tell myself. I tend to believe that most of the time. I am unsure how long the grieving process is supposed to last; in the past 10 years, it has gotten easier, but no less painful. It is a given that I often wonder what she would think of me today. She was a tiny, beautifully strong lady who garnered her strength through her unwavering faith in God. She would be pleased that I am happy, but I think she wouldn’t be too thrilled about the whole lesbian thing. But that's okay. She would be proud of me...she always was. To me, that is the steadfast epitome of true love. (I know how unbelievably fortunate I am have that same love today through my grandmother.) On the 18th, it is alarmingly too easy for me to fall inward and make it through the day living off of memories of her. Thank goodness I have a wonderful, understanding wife who stands by my side to make sure that I'm not alone. With every old, white haired person that I see, my heart aches just a little bit more. I don't want them to feel alone, I want them to feel loved, and to know that they still matter. Talk about your transference! After Cheryl gets home from work in the morning and gets a little nap in, I will adorn my yellow polo and we will make the pilgrimage to Florence. I will buy a yellow daisy, drive to her resting place and leave the flower with her. I need for her spirit to know that I still love her and that she still matters. That little girl inside of me will always need and want to be loved by her Nana.

One day SHY OF eight years old
Grandma passed away
I was a broken hearted little boy,
blowing out that birthday cake

How I cried when the sky let go
with a cold and lonesome rain
Momma smiled said don't be sad child
Grandma's watchin you today

'Cause there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and her tears are pourin' down
that's how you know she's watchin'
wishin' she could be here now
And sometimes if you're lonely
just remember she can see
there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and she's watchin' over you and me

Seasons come and seasons go
nothin' stays the same
I grew up fell in love
met a girl who took my name
Year by year we made a life
in this sleepy little town
I thought we'd grow old together
Lord I sure do miss her now

But there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and her tears are pourin' down
that's how you know she's watchin'
wishin' she could be here now
and sometimes when I'm lonely
I remember she can see
there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and she's watchin' over you and me

Well my little girl is 23
I walk her down the aisle
it's a shame her mom can't be here now
to see her lovely smile
They throw the rice
I catch her eye
as the rain starts comin' down
she takes my hand
says daddy don't be sad 'cause
I know momma's watchin' now

And there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and her tears are pourin down
that's how you know she's watchin'
wishin' she could be here now
and sometimes when I'm lonely
I remember she can see
there's holes in the floor of Heaven

and she's watchin' over you and me
Watchin' over you and me
Watchin' over you and me
Watchin' over you and me

self-made misery.

2 lbs of Alaskan King Crab Legs + 1 small Wendy's Vanilla Frostee DOES NOT, I repeat, DOES NOT FEEL GOOD. I am now going to go wallow in my self-made misery. Goodnight, folks.

state of grace.

america's finest.

america's finest
sits behind me in psych class.
defender of our freedom.

i often envision their stories,
the faces that surround me in my classes.

a blonde haired, blue eyed girl,
with hair perfectly fixed in a bun.
i imagined some romantic story for her...
a newlywed just beginning on her journey.

but then she busts out her baby daddy line.
he owes her $300
but hasn't talked to her in a while.
"he done fucked up his chance with me,"
she said.

oh honey,
i thought.
things could be better,...

america's finest.

weekend delights.

saw the first half of liz's play thursday night
with my wife and my brother.
from what we saw,
vury vury good.
a very productive Girl Scout meeting friday night.
matt's doing what he wanted.
that's super cool.
i love hanging out with him.
on saturday,
derrick and ashley met up with me at mikey's.
good times had by all.
mom's puppy...
geesh.
i'm glad i'm a florence/darco girl.
but i'm even more proud to be the wife of a orangeburg girl.
i love coming home.

1 down.

1 test down,
1 to go.
missed 8 outta 50,
but have extra credit bonus points.
"should have an A," she said.
trip to florence delayed by a day;
i'll go friday.

i'm off to bed;
early day tomorrow.
mucho to do.

peace out.

Paracheirodon Innesi Hate Crime.

okay
so we now have a disabled neon tetra,
also known as Paracheirodon Innesi in the scientific community,
the victim of a truly heinous hate crime.

the judge's ruling at the trial,
came down with the handle of the toilet.
a harsh ruling,
according to members of the underwater community.

judge bell defended her actions stating,
"hate crimes of this nature have a zero tolerence in my book.
my ruling in this case was not harsh,
it sends a message to the rest of the community that hate of any kind will not be tolerated in any degree."

the tetra is doing well as can be expected,
though he is confined to swimming in circles for the rest of his life.
he allegedly reports
that he now gets headaches from the dizziness.
but does admit,
that he now feels safer swimming in circles.
a massive price to pay for one's own fishy life.

inexplicable hankering.

how is it
that i am craving a smoke?


i don't wanna start again.

but damn,
one sounds good right now
and i haven't the foggiest as to why.

i hate september.

yesterday,
she couldn't find the burger king.

fall.

today's weather,
a tease of Fall.
i can smell that faint scent,...
the scent that invigorates my senses.
my favorite time of the year.
yard work,
carving pumpkins,
raking,
ridiculous dog costumes.
i love it!!

so here i am,
with a sore back and a fuzzy head
trying to memorize 4 chapters for my test this coming week.
procrastination is a horrid genetic disease in my family
that doesn't skip a generation.
yea,
i prolly shouldn't have waited so late.
oh well.

peace out, hefers.

mpd.

we've just "diagnosed" jackson with Multiple Personality Disorder.

so,
i have crazy fish AND a crazy dog.

figures.