Sundries

Goodness it has been an age! I just didn't feel motivated...well that's a lie. I felt motivated to write but ever since an un invited comment, I'm leary of complaining.

Strumpet's sis has a fuck buddy. And she's feelin' a bit angry. It's completely stupid and ridiculous but grrr.

Was reading a bloggy and the author referred to offspring as beasties. LOLled. I want more than one kid and I want to call them beasties.

Tee heeing a bit about OJ. A radio guy was referring to him as Al Capone, "Get off on the murder charge but get stuck in prison for armed robbery." Yeah buddy. At least he'd be in jail for something.

Crazy politics. Although this time I'm not nauseated by any of the candidates, so, we'll see.

All for now unless I think of something I need to add.

Oh Good Lord...

It's been more than two months. Sigh. Not particularly busy, just not motivated to write really. Hmmm....Been reading voraciously. While waiting for HPVII I started re-reading Suzanne Brockmann's Troubleshooter Series since I had the first ones in paperback and the new one comes out in mid-August. I had started re-reading Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake series but had reached the hard covers and didn't want to pack them around on my little trip. It drives me a little crazy that my authors are all on about the same schedule releasing books. I go crazy waiting and waiting and waiting....and then I have to blow all my moneys at once.

Drove a-freakin'-lot today so I'm tired. Me thinks I need to work on this more (this being my bloggetyroo). I'm going to mull that over while I veg out.

Ta ra.

and if not...so what

LOL

Many thanks to the commenter who was rather brutal and, I think trying to be helpful.

Kiss my ass honey. I'm not doing this for you; I'm doing it for me.

Perhaps I'm unclear...I'm not asking for advice from the peanut gallery. I'm whining because I can. It's the internet I'm free, and over 21, I can say/whine about whatever I want.

And by the by...I know I have it better than a billion people. That's probably why I feel guilty. pax

gasp

rough evening...feel emotionally suffocated...same old thing

I try and I try to "let it go" to make what's going on now work for me, but it's wreaking havoc on my emotional well being. People trash relationships so easily. People I know complain about their husbands...at least they've fucking got one.

I get it...I can judge based on what I see from outside. But, oh, God.

what do I do? where do I go?

oh help.

splah tastic

Out walking pupperiffic this afternoon and just had to take my flippity-flops in hand and walk barefoot in the grass. I get a certain amount of peace when I do it. Toes all wiggly and the grass all tickly (and yes, I'm keeping eyes peeled for dog doodles and other things...); it's just lovely.

Have had such a great run of weather that I decided the Lit classes today HAD to be outside so Ms. Strumpet and her minions sallied forth to enjoy the sun (shade for those of us fair of face). Sometimes I feel like such a slacker--and then sometimes I just feel like "the cool teacher" :P

No crazy crazies lately....I'm just waitin'

off to trivias...toodles.

heavy sigh

Craptacular week at work last week. So craptacular that I thought about setting down an ultimatum. Was told that the boss might call my bluff. I said...sure, might at that...but I've got alllll the power in this one.

I'm not enjoying the power at all. In fact, it's making me sick and tired. The whole freakin' situation could have been avoided simply.

Alright then...nothing new. I'm off

The Soapbox

So. Virginia Tech.

Coupla Things....

1. What the fuck?
2. So sad.
3. What the hell do we expect when every Tom, Dick and Dirty Harry can lay hands on a gun?

Then...
Yesterday, when I first saw the headline on my pc at work, it didn't really register. The magnitude that is. My first thought was, "how sad, another shooting at another school." Then I got home and saw the news. Sigh.

My next coherent thought was....stop saying it was the biggest massacre ever in America...you'll just insight someone to do worse.

Then today -- my students wanted to talk about it. (I love when people say not to bring things up in the class room.) Jr. High boys being what they are..."Ms Strumpet, did you know _______?" Having studied the Holocaust, "did you know that one of the professors killed survived the Holocaust?" God, GOD what a sad, sad thing. What a tragedy. As well as the victims, I feel bad for the U. Police, and President who are being gobbled up in Monday morning quarterbacking.

Having been involved in a much smaller tragedy at my college, people from outside just don't get how everything works. I got so mad at the reporter/school paper editor because he was such an ass. (some reporters are okay, and are just doing their job (some badly) but this guy was a class "A" dick before the incident). It's so easy to say what should have happened. Yeah, bucko, you get in that moment -- and you make 95% correct decisions.

Then, really sad...Koreans are hoping that Americans don't judge all Koreans by the shooters actions. What must the world think of us? (Don't answer that, I don't want my suspicions confirmed.)


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toooooooooooo funny

sad.....took my video away.....will have to look again

Checking In

Have been hitting blogs all over the place. Rather like novels you know. I get interested in the content, and the "characters". I find myself backing up to some random date (which I think is managable in the time I have left to surf) and read. I'll admit I get sucked in (sometimes literally (I'll leave that to you to figure out) and develop a level of care for each blogger. I don't want to list or name any one in particular mmm mainly because....

....an aside....iTunes is pretty cool at switching to new songs on party mode....I did not know that (proof of my eclectic tastes in music)

returning... mainly because I don't want any incriminating evidence on my "clean" blog. That gives it away...I went for the explicit blogs...LOL ah well.

I seem to have developed a bit of a fetish for the BritBlogs. LOL the ones I like best (for a variety of reasons) are all (I'm assuming) british.....effing brilliant slang I tell you.
One of them reminded me of one of my favorite terms........."fuckwit" isn't that great? and ooooooooooooooh so expressive.

Topic change with no segue. While surfing the blogs I've had iTunies playing (okay....I guess that was a segue)....and Mustang Sally came on and I had to have a personal dance party. LOL...I'm alone (barring puppikins) and had to turn of the lights for my personal dance party...what a geek. Are you sick of ellipses yet? Ha!

Don't know what else to share. Have been having a delightful and unproductive (unless you count doing the dishes) Easter break...what joy. Maybe I will post my favorite blogs....hmmmm some thing to mull.

Off to chat trivia...LOL (I'm such a geek!)

It's Late

I'm tired. LOL. Was reading my last post. I'm all over the place in that one. Illustrates how I'm feeling. Ah well. Those are the breaks. I'm setting a goal to blog more. We'll see how that goes.

Ta-ra

hrm....

I'm restless. Really restless. I just want to read but I feel like I'm trying to project myself more and more into the books I read. I haven't written in a while because I feel like I would show up and complain yet again about not being part of a couple. I'm even tired of that topic. The feeling hasn't lessened, it's stayed at a pretty constant level of desperation. Even more so because I have no idea what to do about the situation. I've tried some on-line options and those haven't panned out. I work with a bunch of women and unavailable men. So....what?

I'm reduced to reading romantic adventure fiction and wishing for a big strong guy to call me baby. Seriously. I hate when I hear people call each other pet names...I don't want to be witness to it. But after I've finished a book and turned out the lights and am trying to fall asleep...I would give just about anything to be cuddled up to someone who when I'm sad, or even when I'm not will just whisper, "it's okay, baby". How pathetic does that make me. Okay, okay, I feel more pathetic than I probably am. sigh

Not much else new right now. I'm vegging at the 'rents until tomorrow morning when I'll head back to teach my class in the a.m. I really don't think I'm going to do it next year. It really tanks my weekend to have to go back and teach on Sunday morning. Oh well. It's an extra $10 a week.

I close my eyes and I can almost...just barely feel his arms around me. sigh

It sucks to be a hopeless romantic, it really does. Effing wedding shows depress the hell out of me.

Dad kinda joked when I moved to my town....it's near a couple of bases. I could meet a guy in uniform. Frankly, I don't want to be a military wife. I admire military spouses. They put up with sooooooo much. I wouldn't mind someone who's retired from the military....but then again--who the hell am I to be picky. I wish I had the nerve to go to a bar on my own.

I'm depressing myself....I jot more later.

Ah...hypocrisy...

So....I'm mulling over an exchange I had with a co-worker which has confounded me. In relation to this story which she is just hearing about...
My comment was that my world would not come to a crashing halt if (big if... HUGE if....gigantic IF) it turned out that Jesus was in fact married to Mary Magdalen. I'm not trying to blaspheme...or anything...just, it wouldn't blow me away. She sorta freaked. Talking about how it would totally change how she felt about Jesus.
I explained that if we believe that Jesus was truely human and truely divine (which I believe(and which probably makes this point moot)) and without sin (which I believe) it's not out of the bounds of reality that he could have been married.
But, she replies, how could the church have been around so long and it not be revealed in scripture (Jesus didn't talk about a family)?
To which I sort of sarcastically make the comment that the church chose what scriptures were included in the canon.
and she posits that the Church was guided by the Holy Spirit (a point I didn't deny and in which I have faith)....
and I reply with....well the Church has been run by "humans" and not the Holy Spirit.
and she moves away......only to say...."you wouldn't teach this opinion in your religion class would you?"
Out loud...."Uh...no....NEVER....unless I wanted to lose my job"
In my head ...."Are you seriously asking me that??? pull your head out....I said I don't actually believe this fact--just that it wouldn't break my faith....panic girl...sheesh"

so....a bit later I was telling her how one of the junior high girls saw Jesus during exposition of the Blessed Sacrament.

and she acts like it's unbelievable. oh ye of little faith.....

On the Eve of Saint Valentine

So...this is how lame I am.....

hoping against hope that I will get a floral bouquet from a secret admirer.

Seriously. It was a serious thought as I was out with the pup wandering around. I'm such a freak.


Happily Barack Obama has thrown his hat into the ring....it pleases me bunches. That's all for today. I'm hoping to write more regularly soon.

Been Awhile...

It has been awhile. Frankly, I've been playing with my new iPod, and reading, and avoiding my computer. I haven't felt like I have anything to say and I haven't pulled in my "inspirations" from live journal. See....just lazy. I'll probably ramble on over the weekend.

Sad

It's been a while. Haven't felt I had much to say. A blog I read led me to this article and the article has made me sad. I teach my students that the Church will remain even if the people who run it aren't great people.

I hate that my church is painted as this big awful thing.

I think Jesus would kick butt and take names.

We worry too much about some things and not about others.

and some of us pray.