it's been a bad night

Its been a bad day, you've been looking back
And all you can see is everything you wish you could take back
All your mistakes, a world of regrets
All of those moments you would rather forget
I know it's hard to believe
Let me refresh your memory

Yesterday is history
And history is miles away
So leave it all behind you
Let it always remind you of the day
The day that love made history
You know you can't stay right where you fell
The hardest part is forgiving yourself
But let's take a walk into today
And don't let your past get in the way

with tears in his eyes..............

soooooooooooo my husband comes into the living room with one shoe on and one sock.....the look on his face that scared me........he went back to the bedroom

In tears of pain running down his cheek, the look he gave i didn't see my husband...he had never shown me that side very often...it scared me...

pain....physically -- his arms were numb and yet hurting really bad...emotionally -- not being able to tie his shoe or put the other shoe on...his weight and dejected self esteem from being morbily obese.........the pain in his eyes, SCARED ME!

How to FORGET life sucks

http://www.a1b2c3.com/suilodge/metfor1.htm#top

Jason Farnon: How many times have you said this to yourself? Things just suck, people are stupid. You haven't washed in a while and are probably better off dead…Here are some methods of passing the time until you die. They have been tested and proven to work. No guess work involved here... have fun.

1) Sleep
2) Foreign Substances
3) Find Companionship
4) Clubs
5) Hit Your Head Against the Wall
6) Get a Job
7) Fun With Your Bladder
8) Destroy People Who Suck More Than You
9) Offend People
10) IRC
11) Stare at a Picture of Tori Amos
12) Install Hardware and Play Old Wares
13) Kill Yourself
14) Stare at the Wall
15) Write Textfiles

little sunshine

My intuitive cousin, Kent Anderson Butler, has created a "video" of my childhood when I was between 2 & 3. At this time in my life, I was living with my family in Staten Island, NY where my dad was attending Electronics school for this job. My dad was in the coast guard.

Kent, who is about 6 years younger than me...was & is a strange person but then I really didn't know him. You see, he lived in California with his mom (my dad's sister) and step dad all of his life. I lived mostly in Maryland.

The funny thing is that my aunt called me about a month ago and told me what my cousin was completing. The call was more of an FYI thing then asking for permission. My dad used to send my grandparents reel-to-reel home movies of all us growing up. Kent found a box when they were cleaning out my grandparent’s home.

While if asked, I wouldn't have said no....it does make me a little worried when you read the blurb...

“….explores the realm of childhood experience ranging from the wonderful and joyous to moments of sheer terror. These early experiences usually become etched into memory, often remaining as vivid and visual as the day they were first experienced…”

God's Hands

high school-right? or at the office?