A yearlong conversation with myself and nothing else. Shamisen twangs while I earn $222 a day to help pay for my future dream hair extensions, a Mulberry bag and buttock implants. *This blog has been rated Ca by Moody's Investors Service*
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Morning Camper
Gonna try blogging this morning.
Not sure what to write about.
Very little is on my mind.
It's empty save for a few bytes on Ron Paul, radioactive hot springs, the Feds, dark romance, herbs, protests, and Michael Jackson.
To be kantinued....
Listen up. Regarding your comment in another post... I can't believe you are seriously contemplating continuing your saga of unlove with Mr NotRight.
You need yer head looking at. Pronto. Before you make a decision you'll regret. Otherwise someone will be writing this again in a few months when you'll have even more regrets and be even more fcked up in the 'ead. Don't be a victim, OK. Because at the moment you're looking like one.
Sorry - don't mean this to sound harsh, but perlease get a grip and move on. For the sake of your sanity.
You know, M., people tend to natter on about the madness of crowds, while failing to acknowledge their capacity for wisdom.
Your "crowd" has consistently counselled you to move on from this situation. I can't think of anyone...and let's be clear that you and you alone are our only source of information on the topic...who hasn't advised you that this will end in tears.
Well, we've seen the tears aspect manifest, but where's the effing end?
All the "ladies" reading this saga collectively decided some time back that NO FURTHER COMMENT is the only way to go on this one.
Ms. Mmmmmmm is the only one who knows and can decide what is right for herself in this situation. No amount of advice, good or bad, from the peanut gallery is going to affect the final outcome in the least. So you all might as well save your breath and comment on more interesting things.........like SAILING for instance!!!!! Just my Y.02 worth, which certainly ISN'T worth much :)) Mata ne Liz
She's half a world away from her boat, Liz. If it wasn't for old Japanese dudes wanting gaijin crew for the day, there'd be very little sailing talk at all.
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Good morning M
Listen up. Regarding your comment in another post... I can't believe you are seriously contemplating continuing your saga of unlove with Mr NotRight.
You need yer head looking at. Pronto. Before you make a decision you'll regret. Otherwise someone will be writing this again in a few months when you'll have even more regrets and be even more fcked up in the 'ead. Don't be a victim, OK. Because at the moment you're looking like one.
Sorry - don't mean this to sound harsh, but perlease get a grip and move on. For the sake of your sanity.
Delete the above if you want. But please read it as it's intended - well-meant advice.
You know, M., people tend to natter on about the madness of crowds, while failing to acknowledge their capacity for wisdom.
Your "crowd" has consistently counselled you to move on from this situation. I can't think of anyone...and let's be clear that you and you alone are our only source of information on the topic...who hasn't advised you that this will end in tears.
Well, we've seen the tears aspect manifest, but where's the effing end?
All the "ladies" reading this saga collectively decided some time back that NO FURTHER COMMENT is the only way to go on this one.
Ms. Mmmmmmm is the only one who knows and can decide what is right for herself in this situation.
No amount of advice, good or bad, from the peanut gallery is going to affect the final outcome in the least.
So you all might as well save your breath and comment on more interesting things.........like SAILING for instance!!!!!
Just my Y.02 worth, which certainly ISN'T worth much :))
Mata ne
Liz
She's half a world away from her boat, Liz. If it wasn't for old Japanese dudes wanting gaijin crew for the day, there'd be very little sailing talk at all.
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