Ah she's at it again.
We're drivin' 4 hours, stayin 2 nights (in a swwwwwwwannnky (see - super wanky) motel,
(maybe all those months away from me have slight perks;)
- But no I cannae see my niece coz she's going to the market. Oh that market, the one that only happens when aquarius aligns with frickin krypton. No. The Sunday market. The every Sunday market. Heh.
I call her Mello which has proven to be entirely and utterly IRONIC. But tonight Big Man has classified her "George Bush" - "she doesn't know what she's doing so stop thinking about assasinating her" Good call, cowboy, good call.
Btw - I wish I could vote. Good luck land of the free, I'm prayin' for ya'll.
The confounded ramblings of Engel No 7 which she may well wake in a sweat at midnight to delete.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Well, well, well -
shaving the legs,
straightening the hair (tryed to dye it, and that was grrreat, still smells like peroxide but I cain't see no change)
painted my toenails red
bought a new delicious black nighty (one that perfectly hides my over 30, not enough sit-ups, beerbelly)
SATIN SHEETS (uh huh) A present from his mum (have I finally found the dream MIL?)
(vaccuuming,
polishing,
defrosting the corned beef (yeah, home style cookin 4 my man)
jumping up and down..........
WHY? Lonely days are gone, baby's comin home but no he didn't write me a letter!
Flight tomorrow. My lover has been workin' interstate for, oh, 8 months now. Mad cash, but MANNNN.
A couple a weeks here and there he returns and everytime it's totally "I drove all night" ala Cyndi Lauper.
I can never sleep the night before and even tho he works 12 hour days and has long flights he jumps into his ute and drives 4 hours to my little country town.
And this time. This time. It's for good.
Or as he says FOREVER AND EVER.
Forever and ever? What like Jane Austen? or my grandparents? SHEESH. But I think I'm ready.
Saresy here is not a stranger to deadbeats. Saresy here has got some wierd "but I can see the potential" complex. So many times. Too many times.
So I jumped off the wagon. Simple.
I said if you want me to be alone, I will be alone.
If you don't want me to be alone, I'm flagging here buster, please send me an intelligent manly man (I KNOW?! few and far between in my experience) but one who also understands my beliefs.......
Doesn't try and make me prove it or tear it apart or laugh about my Jesus thang.
So tired of the conflict, I don't hafto prove nothin, cowboys-
"TO ONE WHO HAS FAITH, NO EXPLANATION IS NECESSARY
TO ONE WITHOUT FAITH, NO EXPLANATION IS POSSIBLE"
St Thomas Aquinas.
And he came.
And he's comin back.
And he's gonna come :)
And hell, gals, SO AM I !!!HOORAY FOR US
Saturday, October 11, 2008
AND SERIOUSLY PLEASE SEND PRAYERS TO STEPHANIE , Christian, Claire, Jane, Oliver and Nicholas Nielson.
http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/ reposting of a beautiful girl in dire need.
http://blog.cjanerun.com/ The magical sister lookin' after it all.
http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/ reposting of a beautiful girl in dire need.
http://blog.cjanerun.com/ The magical sister lookin' after it all.
Unicorn For Maddy Jade coz magic so is real -Once again, I have alienated my favourite friend. She wanted me to pretend to be her landlord for the last 5 years. I said NO. So now she is not my friend. It;s not my fault she was a terrifying tenant. Now I can't see her girls. So I should wish them something - And all Stevie Nicks songs are for Michelle. Poor sweet Michelle.
And Simone Weil says -
ALL SINS ARE ATTEMPTS TO FILL VOIDS.
p.s gO AWAY LIZZI , THIS IS MY PRIVATE TIME.
ALL SINS ARE ATTEMPTS TO FILL VOIDS.
p.s gO AWAY LIZZI , THIS IS MY PRIVATE TIME.
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