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[02 Jun 2006|10:49pm] |
I got my hair cut.
It was only supposed to be to trim off the dead ends.
Half of my frigging hair is gone. There used to be enough for a ponytail.
Not anymore. :'(
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[24 May 2006|01:06am] |
I'm going to crash HARD soon.
I'm getting sick again. It's not fair, I'm always sick.
+ she went away again.
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[12 May 2006|01:46am] |
A few minutes after I posted about T not answering her phone, guess who walked through the door? Tempest was absolutely ecstatic, and so am I. Now we're just waiting for her to get home from work. :)
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[11 May 2006|02:46am] |
I sold my soul for a telephone call
You didn't even pick up.
Where are you?
Please come home.
I love you.
At least I got your voicemail. At least I heard your voice.
There's always that.
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[10 May 2006|05:32pm] |
Moving like the fog on the Cumberland River
I was leaving on the Delta Queen
And I wasn't ready to go
I'm never ready to go
27 of nothing but failures and promises that I couldn't keep
Oh lord, I wasn't ready to go
I'm never ready to go
Let it ride
Let it ride easy down the road
Let it ride
Let it take away all of the darkness
Let it ride
Let it rock me in the arms of stranger's angels until it brings me home
Let it ride
Let it roll
Let it go
Loaded like a sailor
Tumbling off a ferry boat
I was at the bar till three
Oh Lord, and I wasn't ready to go
I'm never ready to go
Tennessee's a brother to my sister Carolina where they're gonna bury me
And I ain't ready to go
I'm never ready to go
Let it ride let it ride easy down the road
Let it ride
Let it take away all of this darkness
Let it ride
Let it rock me in the arms of stranger's angels until it brings me home
Let it ride
Let it roll
Let it go
I wanna see you tonight
Dancing in the endless moonlight
In the parking lot in the headlights of cars
Someplace on the moon
Where they moved the drive-in theater
Where I left the car that I can't find but I still got the keys to
Let it ride
Let it ride easy down the road
Let it ride
Let it take away all of this darkness
Let it ride
Let it rock me in the arms of stranger's angels until it brings me home
Let it ride
Let it roll
Let it go
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| Daily lyrics post |
[10 May 2006|05:26pm] |
Trouble, oh trouble set me free
I have seen your face and it's too much too much for me
Trouble, oh trouble can't you see?
You're eating my heart away and there's nothing much left of me
I drunk your wine and you have made your world mine
So won't you be fair, so won't you be fair
I don't want no more of you
So won't you be kind to me
Just let me go where I'll have to go there
Trouble oh trouble move away
I have seen your face and it's too much for me today
Trouble oh trouble can't you see
You have made me a wreck now won't you leave me in my misery
I've seen your eyes and I can see death's disguise hanging on me, hangin' on me
I'm beat, I'm torn
Shattered and tossed and worn
Too shocking to see, too shocking to see
Trouble, oh trouble move from me
I have paid my debt now won't you leave me in my misery?
Trouble, oh trouble please be kind
I don't want no fight and I haven't got a lot of time
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| Steve Earle |
[09 May 2006|09:34pm] |
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I used up all my pissiness and started listening to Steve Earle. He makes me happy, he's so ridiculous.
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[09 May 2006|08:53pm] |
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[09 May 2006|06:30pm] |
Today is one of those days where I wish I had something to blame my black mood on.
Of course, it's brilliantly sunny, 84 degrees...but I feel so sad and I don't know why.
Tempest used the potty twice today, all by herself. That made me even sadder.
I found her shower CD choice interesting today...she picked the Indigo Girls. This was the first song that played, which I also found interesting.
The girl's known trouble the wind's to blame it blew her to anytown USA and that's my middle name
And where we go remains nameless a motion picture alive and frameless
And we are together finally the dog caught up with the rabbit is laughing hysterically
And we are together you and me yeah
Got that sadness twinkles like a witch conjure a love spell I'm gonna give up the five-year itch
Low to the ground high in the holler in any old February hot under the collar
And we are together finally the dog caught up with the rabbit is laughing hysterically and we are together you and me yeah
The setting sun at sadness beach just in view and out of reach
Resign myself to solitude when love is hard to get and rude
And though I said I did not care
It was way before we'd gotten there
Winded by the fruitless chase until I saw you face to face
Together finally the dog caught up with the rabbit is laughing hysterically and we are together you and me yeah
*shrug*
I wish I could cry, really.
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[08 May 2006|07:57pm] |
I know I whine a lot, so this will be my last whine.
My heart sinks every time the phone rings or an MSN messenger window pops up.
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| You guessed it, more song lyrics. More Ryan Adams, no less! |
[08 May 2006|07:38pm] |
She ain't lonely now
See her shuffle across the floor
Yeah, she's happier now
See her smile and say c'mon
Let's dance all night
Let's dance all night
Dance all night
Yeah, I think she'll be alright
I ain't lonely now
Yeah, I got someone I love
Someone to think about
Someone for me to take around
And dance all night
Dance all night
Dance all night
Yeah, I think I'll be alright
She ain't lonely now
See her shuffle across the floor
Yeah she's happier now
See her smile and say c'mon
Let's dance all night
Let's dance all night
Dance all night
Yeah, I think she'll be alright
Dance all night
Dance all night
Dance all night
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| Prophetic Tempest |
[08 May 2006|02:04pm] |
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Tempest says that mama will be home tonight. I know that she's just a little kid and she's most likely just making up stories, but it's hard not to hope.
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[07 May 2006|08:05pm] |
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I wish I could hold you just one last time.
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| For her... |
[07 May 2006|04:52pm] |
I ain't afraid of hurt
I've had so much it feels just like normal to me now
I'm alone and I'm dancing with you now
In your old room in your old house
I'm alone and I'm dancing with you now
In your old room but there's nobody there
Now that you're gone
Now that you're gone for good
Everything you've ever touched is undisturbed, it hangs out like crime scene evidence undisturbed in dust
I don't dare touch anything cause it's evidence of us and it means everything, well sort of.
I'm alone and I'm dancing with you now
In your old room in your old house
I'm alone and I'm dancing with you now
In your old room, but there's nobody there
Now that you're gone
Now that you're gone for good
I'm alone and I'm dancing with you now
In your old room in your old house
I'm alone and I'm dancing with you now
In your old room but there's nobody there
Now that you're gone
Now that you're gone for good
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[06 May 2006|11:50pm] |
I've been crying on and off all day.
I don't know if she's coming home ever. She was supposed to be able to contact me by Monday. It's Friday now.
Tempest asks me continually "Where momma?" and all I can say is "I don't know."
I've been trying for days and days. I'm losing sleep. I've said before that it hurts to breathe without her, and it's really true.
Where are you?!
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| Three Years |
[24 Apr 2006|07:11pm] |
Hard to believe it, huh baby?
Three years ago, at 5:15 PM, I was holding you in my arms for the first time. I had just had a 36-hour marathon labor which almost ended in an inadvertent waterbirth. You arrived, all 9 pounds 8 oz of you, squalling. Your mee-moo, as you first called her, cleaned you up, and then you immediately began to nurse. You nursed for over 10 minutes that first time, and then promptly began to survey your surroundings.
Now, you are three. You have grown so much! We did the annual measure-and-weigh, and you weigh 40 pounds, and are 42'' tall! You love to run around and play, and you name everything. You can type your own name, which I will let you do here:
tee mlopestg
..Well, almost!
You speak about 300 words, and you can "read" Cat in The Hat to me. (or at least describe the pictures)
I love you more and more every second.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TEMPEST!
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| Stupid People: They're Breeding! |
[23 Apr 2006|12:45pm] |
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*insert headdesk here*
People are stupid.
For example.
We, the patrons of Babycenter.com, cannot tell you if you're pregnant, having twins, or whether you're having a boy or a girl. We're anonymous people over the internet. We can't see you, and you can't see us.
If you think you're pregnant, go take a test. If it comes up negative and you really do think you're pregnant, take another one. If that one comes up negative and you still think you're pregnant, dammit, GO SEE YOUR MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL AND GET A BLOOD TEST!
If you think you're having twins, go get an ultrasound. Just because you're "throwing up more than in your last pregnancy" doesn't automatically mean that you're having twins.
If you want to find out whether you're having a boy or a girl, you need to go have an ultrasound to confirm the gender. In the end, it doesn't really matter, but I guess if it's that big of a deal, you go ahead and get an ultrasound.
However, we cannot tell you. Please don't get offended and pull out the "OMGOMG ur all sooo meeeeeen" 'burn'. Thank you and have a nice day.
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[22 Apr 2006|07:32pm] |
I hate my life so much.
She was only home for fifteen minutes and they called her away again. I fucking hate this and I just want it to go away.
I started crying after she left. Tempest climbed into my lap and started petting me and saying "Oh, mommy, s'okay. Mama loves you, mama loves you...s'okay."
It hurts to breathe without her.
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