July 31, 2017
July 30, 2017
July 29, 2017
Matthew’s bday trip to CoMo.
July 28, 2017
July 27, 2017
July 26, 2017
July 25, 2017
July 24, 2017
July 23, 2017
July 22, 2017
i want to say it’s been my path. it’s seems to come back and i’m learning things and wanting to do things.
2016: Colt. he’s been the inspiration for the last few years’ worth of writing.
2014: myself. if not me, then Nicole.
July 21, 2017
July 20, 2017
so, how was my Spider-Man weekend?
Matthew came up on Sunday night and we had a nice time. did some running around in Jeff on Monday (and really, with no stores and no freaking book store, the capital of the fucking state don’t have a book store, what’s the point of Jeff anymore?) and then home for a small feast.
and then came Tuesday.
Columbia is our city. the only draw back of the weekend was the fuck up about the hotel, Taco Bell not being at the mall anymore, not finding the earrings i wanted, and it being so fucking hot with no air in the car.
Red Lobster was ok? i felt so white at the place. and i did find something to eat, on the diet menu. this pissed me off.
Wednesday we saw Spider-Man: Homecoming and it was joy.
they did the whole “show a superhero in his underwear” and you got to see Tom Holland’s baby abs.
he still looks like he’s 13.
i like Spider-Man now. can’t wait to see if Sony fucks this all up or if Marvel will just take him and run away.
saw the grandparents, caught some pokys, did go to the new witchcraft shop in town. it was ok.
i’m still going to need to the health food store for herbs.
we did go to Chili’s and our waiter was rocking knots on his head, just like me.
and we went all out to sing the birthday song to Matthew. i had to leave him a hella tip after that.
we went to one pizza place and, never again. Matthew orders us a pizza and then the waitress looks at me, like i’m just want a salad or something.
at lest the air in the hotel room was cool.
overall, it was a good weekend. just so fucking hot.
July 19, 2017
July 18, 2017
July 17, 2017
i want to work on me for a change, and not be helping others.
2016: i ask that question a lot at work. i really don’t care about those people.
i do care about MY people. and often i ask “what do you want me to do?”
2015: ask who i have helped. they all have tags on this blog.
2014: with what? i’m okay with some vague questions and even the stupid ones are cute but this bullshit, it’s gotta stop.
July 16, 2017
July 15, 2017
i want to fix the broken but i can’t seem to fix the broken that is in me.
2016: i want to fix the broken but i can’t seem to fix the broken that is in me.
2015: i want to fix the broken but i can’t seem to fix the broken that is in me.
2014: i want to fix the broken.
July 14, 2017
July 13, 2017
i’m trying to get rid of stuff so right now, it’s all kinds iffy.
2016: things that my friends have given me.
2015: my high school band shirts. i can’t get rid of them, can’t cut them and make a quilt out of them. they just sit there, waiting.
2014: i’ve kept a blog for over 13 years. what am i not sentimental about?
July 12, 2017
July 11, 2017
Miss Piggy did play all the witches from Oz…
2016: still going with the Wicked Witch.
2015: still would be the Wicked Witch. her and Miss Piggy were the biggest influences on me.
2014: Wicked Witch of the West!
July 10, 2017
July 9, 2017
Matthew is here.
2016: new cell phone, tablet, and watch.
2015: there was nothing delightful about today. it marked day 3 of being in shoes. it was hell.
2014: there was nothing delightful about today.
July 8, 2017
want to write but have nothing to say.
it’s the quite before 5 fun filled days of Matthew. it’s his birthday and we are going north and seeing Spider-Man. i keep hearing good things.
fun fact: i had a Batman Birthday Bash for Matthew when The Dark Knight Rises came out and he made me go see The Amazing Spider-Man. i was like “what part of Batman Birthday Bash had fucking Spider-Man in it?”
well, 5 years later and everything is Marvel! i will miss you Batman. maybe one day DC will get it right again and i’ll see you again.
July 7, 2017
i’m looking over tarot books and witchcraft books right now. i don’t know which one is next but it will be something like that.
2015: i have no idea.
2014: i have no idea.
July 6, 2017
July 5, 2017
“That’s my secret Cap. I’m always angry.”
2016: yup, still going with “That’s my secret Cap. I’m always angry.”
2015: still gonna go with last year’s quote.
2014: “That’s my secret Cap. I’m always angry.”
July 4, 2017
ok, some backstory. the original plan was for me and Mathew to go to STL and see Nicole and do Pride. i was very much looking forward to going to my first Pride (and really, i haven’t seen a parade in ages and that’s what i really wanted to do).
it didn’t happen. Nicole and Matthew are at a stand still in life about things that has barred Matthew from visiting Nicole.
so, i had the weekend off, $500 saved up and some txting and what not, this is the weekend i got.
i set up the weekend with minor issues. i even gave Colt a way out to the whole things. he never said no and with a txt saying he brought the tickets, away we go.
off i go on a Saturday, south to first get Matthew. he was packed and ready to go. throw everything in the car and off we go.
Matthew burned a CD of movie scores. i had to guess who the composer was.
made it to the hotel. Matthew and me unpack and i start getting dressed, as i was going to dress as a vampire to see Transformers.
and while putting on my makeup, Colt ask if i was wearing a bra because my nipples were out and about.
yes, i was wearing a bra, a real bra, and how amazing are my boobs are if the gay guy takes note?
we eat at Chilies and Colt talks about his IBS.
and somewhere we went to Bass Pro Shop.
we leave and see the movie.
the movie, in 3D IMAX was such a shit storm of stupid.
and instead of yelling and screaming at the movie, i sighed and shoot my hands in anger.
which was too much for colt to deal with and my tone at Chiles and now i’m just this mean bitch (hello, where have you been Colt?) and i need to lighten up and find joy and dear gods have i changed that much to him?
my thoughts on the movie is it is a pile of crap.
and to understand why, here is Lindsay Ellis’s Youtube series on Transformers.
did i mention Colt has a new car that has 3 doors and is orange?
and i asked him, if i had to bring shoes because i’m trying this whole dressing girly thing with flipflops (mens ones with trim i sewed on to make them girly) he said no.
i walked 4 miles in flip flops on Sunday.
Colt picked up us and away we went on Sunday. IHOP for breakfast (grr on many lvls) and then Barns and Noble and then Wal-Mart because reasons, and then i swear back to Colt’s so he could charge his phone.
i passed out while Colt played Fallout and gods know what Matthew did.
i swear it was the fact i had both of my men and the act of trying to make sure they both were happy and not trying to kill each other and me being sick and other things drove me to a nap.
and then we were off to the park to walk the 4 said miles and for me to catch freaking pokys to lvl up by September to raid with Colt but look, they lower the cap so now really i am playing the poky game because Colt plays it and well, i want to be a good girlfriend.
and then we ended up at some local Italian place for dinner and then Colt drop us off.
i didn’t get to hug him.
i didn’t give him a card reading.
the rat bastard never has open his tarot cards. that hurts Colt.
Monday me and Matthew hit the witch store that don’t sell herbs. Matthew found a book from his childhood and i got some charcoal and lilac oil.
and drop Matthew off and i head home.
and then i worked 6 days in a row over this first of the month/“holiday” weekend bullshit.
dollar stores are dangerous.
plans were made to go see Jessica and i was bringing tacos and it was a Tuesday and then i went to the dollar store and it’s all summer and luau stuff and i buy all the things.
i got grass skirts for Ellie and Emily and leis for everyone else.
Jessica’s mom was there….
party was a hit. everybody loves tacos (even Emily!). Jessica told me A LOT of stuff and she needs to start writing it done and make a book of it.
she also showed me that i am lucky to have Matthew.
and Emily is a doll. teeth and walking, and now she’s trying the talking. she knows “puppy” and kept saying “EEEEEEE”. i start in with some vocal warm ups in maybe she would take on another vowel.
it didn’t work.
she also has a horn. she’s got this cowlick curl on the side of her head (and now it looks like she’s got one on the other side too). i showed Mom a pic of her and she said those are her horns of power, don’t cut them off because it takes a long time to get power.