This is the future, but also right now.
You aren’t welcome back, no way, no how.
No open arms and no open doors.
It’s clear to all, if it wasn’t before.
You are damaged and toxic, with no moral code.
Picking on children at your age. How bold!
We understand your life sucks pretty hard.
But that’s your fault, so don’t throw crap in our yard.
Haters hate and you are no exception.
I’m pretty sure it started at your conception.
If you’re still in the dark, let me turn on the light.
Without you around, the future is bright.
(Word to your mother…..)
Since I’m doing such a great job on this blog: writing daily posts, reading and commenting in a timely manner, visiting and commenting on other blogs regularly, selling ice to the Eskimos, selling electric blankets to Satan……..I’ve decided to create a new blog.
It’s going to be hard to believe, but I love posting pics of my son on Facebook. I’m just one of those moms, except sarcastic, humorous captions always follow. I also like to create mini-stories with his pics. So……..A friend of mine suggested I take it out of the FB world and create a blog. I think she just didn’t want to see that crap anymore, but whateverthefuck.
Here it is:
It’s not that exciting people. SEX THIS YEAR is the name of a “magazine” and WordPress blog site. The creator has his panties in a bunch over an earlier blog post Jeremie Mouithsone: Who? . I say……get bigger panties and stop attempting to bully me.
Clearly, he didn’t read the post or doesn’t understand the language I used. That would be ENGLISH! I posted a copy of a letter HE sent to me. I added my own little spin. Apparently, my post brought unwanted attention to Mr. Mouithsone……AND…….He “no likey”. Someone said they were screwed over by him, and some woman mentioned his pre-ejaculation issues.
WELL……Here he is, verbally pre-ejaculating here. I took a second comment directed towards Lawrence off. Seriously Mr. Mouithsone! Lawrence and I aren’t blog roomies. Take your issues to his side of the internet. I am not a couples counselor.
Here’s what he sent to me:
Truthfully though, they are all intertwined.
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Okay…..I’ve done it again.
I had a black sheep blog that I put my poetry on. I decided to stop making it my bitch and put the poems on this blog. It was just too hard to keep up with and we all know…..lately….I can’t even keep up with this one.
BUT…..Like I said. I’ve done it again. I created a another blog that I didn’t tell anyone about…..WELL…..I told 2 people, so there you go…..I’m a liar and a double dipper. The problem with not telling anyone about it, (except the chosen 2)….was….hardly anyone read it. That’s my fault though. I could barely comment as me, let alone another blogger. I stopped posting there because I was debating about what to do.
SO…..I’m coming out of the closet and giving you the link to my blog, which I will not make a black sheep. This blog was created to tell a story about my life, my childhood, my family, the characters I’ve run into and blah, blah, blah……………..As the title states: Based on a true story. Only those who can find themselves in the stories will know which parts are 100% true and which are embellished for embellishment sake. AND…..Only the smart ones will refrain from commenting and showing any outrage since that would only prove which parts are true. That would be foolish!
If I’m not posting here, then hopefully, I’m posting at: Swept From Under The Rug. Now that the cat is out of the bag, I can get to posting more.
SO…….The challenge was: To post a picture taken the day you read the posting about the theme of the challenge. No cheating allowed!
Lucky me…….I read this post at 9:46 at night. It’s dark outside and everyone is asleep. I didn’t think the nachos I pulled out of the oven would make a great shot, so I snapped one of the jars on my kitchen countertop.
Try to hold your excitement. AND……I don’t want to hear from those who wanted to see the nachos.
SO……Here’s the skinny, news and meaningless update from me. God only knows, I can’t wait for someone to ask.
For those of you who actually look at my blog, you know that Word Press became my pimp at the end of April. I allowed them to place ads all over my junk. I have to say….I don’t think they knew what-the-hell to brand me with. After about two weeks of ads, I almost made a dollar. AND…….. I’m supposed to get an update on my earnings at the end of each month. BUT…….. I haven’t heard a word from Word Press on May’s earnings. I can only imagine, it’s because they don’t know how to count that high.
Seriously! Who could resist the impulse to follow that simple direction?
I can hear the money now. WELL……Actually, it’s just a deafening silence. BUT……..I’m pretty sure people are passing the money around quietly to avoid attention.
AND…….Since greed has no limits…..…I decided to publish my blog on Kindle. WHY? The answer is simple. Just because I could. AND…….As a person with a degree in Advertising, I will use none of it….…hardly. Instead, I will be flying by the seat of my pants and living on a prayer. BECAUSE……….. I only enjoy the creative side, not the business/selling side. Would I do better if I pimped myself out? Probably! BUT…….Being a pimp is a full-time job, and I so enjoy being a writing whore. I don’t want to stop turning tricks just to beat my own ass when I don’t make enough dough. SO……..If Word Press is my little pimp, then I guess Kindle will be my street corner. BUT…..You’ll have to wait 48-72 hours to get a piece of me. I think Kindle needs to make sure I’m still welcome at the Free Clinic.
Hopefully, someone will stop by and be attracted to my ripped stockings and flats. Heels are a bitch!