Post Random Ramblings

My husband keeps asking me what I want for my birthday, which is on the 9th of December. I keep thinking of things that are needed around the house, ie a new roof, new carpet, a new vacuum. I can’t really think of anything I want… I don’t want cleaning shit for my birthday so if ya’ll could help me out with some ideas I’d be able to sleep a lot easier. LOL

but I’m almost to my breaking point. Does it matter that I get sick? Is the BFF more important? Can anyone for once help me without having to have a 20 minute whine and bitch session? Sometimes I just want to be able to ask for help and that be all I have to do. I don’t want to have to ask half a dozen times, I don’t want to have to do it with you (I do this shit all the time by myself), I just want to be able to ask for help and be able to forget about it knowing that whatever it was will be taken care of. But I doubt that will ever happen. It’s like having kids that you have to hound and nag until its done. You ask me things and there I am up and doing it, I gotta light a fuckin fire under your ass to get anything done. What is wrong with this picture? You want me to let you be the MAN, but you only want to act that way when it suits you. I have to be the one keeping everything in line ALL THE TIME. And sometimes I’ll be able to let loose and play, you play ALL THE TIME and SOMETIMES act grown up. What the fuck? I’m so tired of the bullshit. I’m at the end of my pitifully fraying rope…

that finds is kinda scary that although Obama is running for president he has never voted. That just seems wrong to me on so many levels. I’ll put my opinion out here even though I’m sure no one else cares. I’m a retired Navy petty officer. I served my country proudly. I have nothing against women, being one myself, but I don’t feel any woman is prepared to run this country. I don’t want a self proclaimed Muslim in my White House either. This country was founded on Christian morals and though I support religious freedom I do not support someone being in control of the most powerful country in the world when they view me as an infidel and by thier beliefs should kill me on sight. I’m McCain all the way, POW, war veteran, old man. Works for me. GO MCCAIN!

I know you’re gonna read this eventually and I’m not sure if you got my message so here’s your teaser. =) Enjoy!

I’m so freakin’ happy it’s the weekend (almost). I need to catch up on some homework and some sleep. And do a little shopping before my baby comes home. I just hope the bitch doesn’t fuck up my day.

If one more dumb bitch makes a comment about me being crazy, I swear I’m gonna cut their throat!!! You don’t know me or what your ridicule is capable of causing. Back the fuck up before someone gets hurt (more than likely you). Thank you and have a great day!

Do you think I relish the fact I have to act like Mary Sunshine twenty-four-seven so I can be considered a lady? I’m the Marcia-fucking-Brady of the Upper East Side and sometimes I want to kill myself.

because I’m feeling sick or if it’s because I’ve stopped taking my meds but I’m feeling really low. I slept all day yesterday from the time I got home until about 10 this morning. Woke up a couple times but went right back to sleep. I felt so bad I didn’t even get up and go to bed, I slept on the damn couch all night. And in all this I didn’t get to talk to Matt on the phone. We texted yesterday but we were having a bit of a diagreement so it wasn’t really uplifting. I just wanna hear my baby’s voice. I tried calling him but he’s either working or sleeping or out with the guys, something. I want him to come home so bad. I HATE being alone. I want him here to cuddle with me and talk with me and give me kisses and lay down to go to sleep with me at night. I want my baby to come home to me. _cries

If anyone ever gets the urge to study business law go ahead and save yourself the trouble and shoot yourself in the head. This class is going to be a thorn in my side. I hate it already and I’ve only done the first 2 lessons. UGH!!!!

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very mad world mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very mad world … mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world