my day seemed to go the opposite of Pinkster the kinkster's. i woke up sad thinking i wouldn't get to see Her. boy was i wrong.
i was just as shocked when the mother actually asked if i wanted to come. i've been living, and still am really, under the impression that she is not fond of me. Maybe its the appearance of handyman. Maybe she suspects something. Maybe she got some. Whatever it is, i like the change.
Pinky covered the main points of our adventure so i'll stick to the side shit She left out.
Like this little gem: A BIRD SHIT ON ME! i repeat. A BIRD FUCKING SHIT ON ME! Sure, in itself, that's not that uncommon. Birds shit on people all the time. But when you think about the events surrounding and leading to the aforementioned doody, you'll see something bigger is afoot.
First, i just happened to have an extra set of clothes today. Before leaving the house, i argued with myself over whether or not i should bring spare clothes. i decided too at the last minute only because i wanted to get Pinky in the water, where i could hold her hand in plain view without arousing the suspicion of the Units. Yes ladies and gentleman, i am that fucking lame.
Second, to get on the path i was walking while being shat on, i stopped 3 times to look at objects in windows and moved to the left side of the walk way so i could see Pinky ahead of me rather than the posteriors of the Units. Lets face it, She's just prettier than the Unit's asses.
Each seemingly innocent movement brought me one step closer to poo, and its because of this that i believe this incident was destiny. i believe i was meant to be crapped on. Why? Why did fate through me this fresh, nutty curve ball? This is just speculation, but i think that bird was placed there to show me that i am not a fan of scat.
Fun fact: on the beach i was laying on my back and there were birds flying above me. i was honestly very scared to yawn.
i fell in love with that "one of us begs for it" collar. i will make it my life's mission to have it.
my day did end in a bit of anger, so i guess it wasn't all that much different from Pinky's. While we were at the beach i frequently saw the Units engaging in lovey-doveyness. It ticked me off a tiny bit. It's not exactly fun to be on a beautiful beach with the woman you love and not be able to express it. im way too much a hopeless romantic for that kinda restraint. God damn secretness.
i must also take responsibility for Handyman's doomsday speech. i made the mistake of engaging him in a debate without finishing any of my points or shutting him down. As much as i love debating, when a man denies the hate that spews from right wing extremists and says global warming is a scam, debate sort of loses its fun. i just cant seem to bring myself to take a huge Rush Limbaugh fan seriously. God damn me for being a liberal elitist...
That's all for tonight.
~i love you all and theres absolutely nothing you can do about it.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Sippin' apathy through a hate-laced straw.
Funny how certain things can affect someone so potently, that even though they woke up with a smile, at the end of the day it's almost as if it never existed. And the most frustrating part of all of this is that I have no bloody clue what got Me like this. I hate that. Reminds Me too much of My HS years; absolutely no control over Myself whatsoever. It's an odd cocktail of emotions, mostly consisting of numbness, a few shots of apathy, a splash of anger, and a pretty cherry of nostalgia.
Might've been all the rot HandyMan was talking about most of today. He was unusually pessimistic, very unlike him. I mean... most of it was true, our economy IS shit, the government most likely IS using us like puppets, the world HAS a great possibility of ending in less than a decade. It was just all... overwhelming. That's how I used to think, negative all the time, and now that I have a bit of a firm grasp of optimism, Mr. Always Positive goes grumpy old man on Me. Thank god I had boy with Me. I would've been in this black slum all day, I think.
But anyway, on to the good part of the day. Mother actually offered to bring boy with us to the beach today. Complete and utter shock. She's hasn't offered in a long time. Haven't figured out what was up with that yet. Ah well. She seems to be getting a little less nasty-bitch, and more how she used to be. Might be a glimpse of menopause. Oh jesus........
We had yummy pizza and garlic rolls at Big Louie's , then strolled through the mini vintage shops that were in the same plaza. I oogled at the pet-tique shop for a while, with boy at My side as always. They had such cute stuff, ^___^. And we found a leash that said "One of us begs for it" at one of the vintage stores that sold a bunch of random shit. It was great, ^.^. We then headed to Borders, stayed there for a bit. Bought boy a political book thingy that I can't remember exactly what it's about now, and I bought Myself a gardening encyclopedia book for My new obsession, lol. So many pretty garden designs... I hope to make My huge backyard in My awesomely huge house in the future as pretty as those. *wistful sigh*
*sways to trippy Pink Floyd music*
Yeah. One of those days.
I think I'm done for today's blog. Need to leave some stuff for boy to talk about for later, since he's supposedly posting tonight, lol. *winks* Love ya, boy. And My little starshine too. *huggles* Going to grab some cookies and maybe doodle some. Toodles.
Comfortably numb, and lovin' it,
~The Pink.
Might've been all the rot HandyMan was talking about most of today. He was unusually pessimistic, very unlike him. I mean... most of it was true, our economy IS shit, the government most likely IS using us like puppets, the world HAS a great possibility of ending in less than a decade. It was just all... overwhelming. That's how I used to think, negative all the time, and now that I have a bit of a firm grasp of optimism, Mr. Always Positive goes grumpy old man on Me. Thank god I had boy with Me. I would've been in this black slum all day, I think.
But anyway, on to the good part of the day. Mother actually offered to bring boy with us to the beach today. Complete and utter shock. She's hasn't offered in a long time. Haven't figured out what was up with that yet. Ah well. She seems to be getting a little less nasty-bitch, and more how she used to be. Might be a glimpse of menopause. Oh jesus........
We had yummy pizza and garlic rolls at Big Louie's , then strolled through the mini vintage shops that were in the same plaza. I oogled at the pet-tique shop for a while, with boy at My side as always. They had such cute stuff, ^___^. And we found a leash that said "One of us begs for it" at one of the vintage stores that sold a bunch of random shit. It was great, ^.^. We then headed to Borders, stayed there for a bit. Bought boy a political book thingy that I can't remember exactly what it's about now, and I bought Myself a gardening encyclopedia book for My new obsession, lol. So many pretty garden designs... I hope to make My huge backyard in My awesomely huge house in the future as pretty as those. *wistful sigh*
*sways to trippy Pink Floyd music*
Yeah. One of those days.
I think I'm done for today's blog. Need to leave some stuff for boy to talk about for later, since he's supposedly posting tonight, lol. *winks* Love ya, boy. And My little starshine too. *huggles* Going to grab some cookies and maybe doodle some. Toodles.
Comfortably numb, and lovin' it,
~The Pink.
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