Cold Lungs

Winter, I don't mean to be forward, but I fucking love you.
Cold weather equals:
electric blanket,
blankets in general,
cuddling while watching shitty cable, because outside it is too cold outside,
whiskey tastes better, I promise,
the possibility of snow,
the leaves changing,
pretend smoking with your breath,
the ground gets crunchy, which is the only entertainment I have when I'm on campus,
cosby sweaters for boceifus,
I seem to have more adventures at night, which I like,
scarves, jackets, and boots!
Oh my lord, the boots.

My education classes are blowing my mind everyday.
Sometimes my face gets stuck in a twisted "huh" look,
talk about a work overload.
Sorry children, you won't be spared the wrath of Ms. Mullins, for I am fighter!
I keep dreaming that our house is on a sink hole, thanks to geology class.
Math concepts doesn't necessarily help my math skills or lack there of.
Volleyball has bruised up my knees pretty hard, but it reminds me of my highschool days.
I dropped out of Social Dance, the teacher made one same-sex dance partners joke,
(because there aren't enough boys to girls in the class)
and people automatically assumed I was the scary lessssssssbo.
Story of my life.

Joe's car got hit on halloween by a deer...
for those who know me, I really don't have to elaborate on my fear of those woodland creatures.
I had a wonderful halloween after that incident.
Going to Dallas soon for the pistons and paint, second time!
Hopefully we will get as plastered with love, burritos, and booze as we did last year.
Going to Colorado for christmas with my family, first time!
I have a fear of head injury, but, oh well.
Joe and I will be dating for three years in December, that man.

There are people that used to be a big part of me...
Good feelings are still there, but I don't see them as much.
I always have a feeling/fear that I'm "too much" of this certain attribute to hang out with them anymore.
I might overwhelm, disgust, scare, or disappoint those people.
It seems like I never have enough time in the day to sit down and have a conversation.
Catching up is all I ever seem to do, I hate it.
I used to sit in one place for hours and talk,
or sit and write.
I miss writing.
I want to be involved with what is going on there/here/with people now.

I still love working at the hotel, though sometimes I feel like I suck a lot more proverbial dick than I should.
I think that comes with every minimum wage job anyone has ever had, though.
I get to meet all walks of life and put em' to bed, I don't mind it.

Damnit, all I want is to keep a hobby, project, decoupage and FINISH IT.
I have scraps of things stuffed in a drawer.
It is the most depressing thing I have ever seen.

I need a hug.

Currently Fool: A Novel By Christopher Moore see related

I may have gotten some bleach on my eyebrow.

My other car is a spaceship...
staring out from the library window
The pictures of girlfriend’s taped to the windshields of the cars

That sit in the back lot
There's nothing you can do no matter how hard she tries
It won't take long for her new friends to realize what a bitch
That you are
Staring out from the library window
The roar of the engines

Feeding the egos of the perched up top on the cars
How could she notice
Not that I'm standing where I'm sorry
If I've been demanding a lot
From you lately
Stop before I get to far
Stop before I start the car
Running to the bar with all your cash
Think about all your friends
Anyway they haven't left you yet
They will
It won't take long
But that's just how it is
Why'd you lie to me
You always lie to me
You had to lie to me
So why'd you lie to
You always lie to me
The bitch she lies to me
You always lie to me
You had to lie to
To Me
Because you are just a slug infected
With all the things
That I injected into your veins
When you're asleep
Staring out on the ledge of the window
The roar of the crowd has gathered below to collect
My bruised and battered soul
Why did you choose movie stars
Caviar and fancy cars
Taking aside in the parade
Just think about all the ones
That ever even helped you out
Well they’re gone
But that's alright
Because you just wanted out
Why’d you lie to me
You always lie to me
You had to lie to me
The bitch she lies to me
You always lied to me

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Restless in Russellville

So the other day, I was sitting at the pdq listening to an old lady tell a story
about deterring thugs, that apparently wanted to rob the gas station, 
with her NRA hat and zipped up wind suit jacket, with her left hand strategically placed.
So the other day, I was driving my green terror and I was followed by an angry elderly couple
that sat and honked at me in front of my house until I pretended to charge their car like an angry bull, and gave them the finger.
So the other day, I had a long conversation at the hotel with a black man, who reminded me of bill cosby, who loves cat fish so much,
he'd sell his crossed eyed grandma and not feel a bit of remorse.
So the other day, I discovered that tuna salad hot dogs make me sick.
So the other day, I realized that I can't do a handstand anymore.
So the other day, I was so bored I decided, I could probably, if I tried hard enough, swallow swords.
So the other day, I went to the doctor and found out I had lockjaw from grinding my teeth.
So the other day, I have never conquered the art of blowing smoke rings.
So the other day, I decided that I'm done.
School is almost over, Joe graduates in may, I graduate may 2011, I miss my cat, I miss spending more time at the park, I miss having a car, I like wearing a bandana to sleep, I liked cappuccino coolers, I like having a garage, I love my second graders, I have decided to leave this weekend, I've had too much coffee.