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His name was Shadow, and i miss him, i wish he was on my lap, snoozing, or wanting tickles. He was such a loving cat.

Togit, is the annoying one loving, and does he/she like lots of attention? if so, yes! :D

Her name is Morigan and is very loving but on her terms. She is talkative and likes to be pet and cuddled when she wants to be. She also has two other cats to contend with and doesn't like it much. I have to find her a new place where she is #1.

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My arm freaking hurts where I got that damn shot.
 
I can't sleep...I'm exhausted and I'm sick to my stomach and I have to be up in five hours for work and I can't sleep. *sigh*
 
Yay, I have the house to myself for a few days, time for reflective thought, yeah that's it, reflective thought :devil::cattail:
 
Yay, I have the house to myself for a few days, time for reflective thought, yeah that's it, reflective thought :devil::cattail:

Oh is *that* what you kids are calling it these days?

my blurt - 1100 words? Hell yeah! Stopped feeling quite so bad about myself now. Back still hurts though, but at least I've found a comfy position to write in, well, comfy enough. Thank heavens for beanbags.

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Oh is *that* what you kids are calling it these days?

Lol, I might be good as a random sampling to throw the curve off on Social Psychoanalytical statistics. Now the question I have is what was painted in that marvelous mind of yours? The nuances of interpretation are so much fun as we all perceive in our own experience and habit of thought. What the hell lets just through the habit out the window. *giggle* Um. maybe I should not have that other cup of coffee.:rolleyes:


my blurt - 1100 words? Hell yeah! Stopped feeling quite so bad about myself now. Back still hurts though, but at least I've found a comfy position to write in, well, comfy enough. Thank heavens for beanbags.

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*hugs*:heart::rose:
 
Oh. :D
*snickerychortle*

It's okay, Dampy. Grace shaves. Everything is alright. You don't have to feel that way about it. *pet-pet*

*glare*

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ETA

I have just updated my gallery for the first time in nearly a year, but that last one doesnt count because i wasnt feeling it. So, let's say a year and a half, and that was a photo.

It feels good to have done some art, despite the emotions i needed to release.
 
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i want to touch the hairs around her sex and smell them and rub my face in them and then lick from the top to the bottom of her .........swollen lips
 
What the fucking hell, energy company? :mad:

The account should have been in my name in the first place. My husband's not even around to deal with anything, he's off in Oklahoma, and I'm the one organizing this household and getting everything set up and dealing with all the bills. So the account needs to be in my name. My realtors gave you the information and then you set up the account in my husband's name anyway, because apparently I don't have enough of a credit history. That by itself pisses me off. You didn't ask me about it, and when I called you refused to even add my name to the account without me having to jump through a million hoops.

So I did go and fax you a copy of my proof of house ownership and my ID and all that shit, and I put a huge note on the bottom of the form that they already had an account in my husband's name, and it should be in my name first and his second, if anything.

Next thing I know I have a separate account from my husband. Two different accounts for the same property. Clever, energy company. :rolleyes: Then you finally fixed that and put both our names on the same account, and I thought it was the end of it.


And today I get a call from some lady from the company asking to speak to my husband and asking whether she could leave a message when I said he wasn't there, but I was his wife.

My fucking name is on the account, and I should be the one you're dealing with. How fucking dare you talk to me like this and insinuate that you need to deal with him and not me?! I am his wife, not his fucking secretary, and I have just as much authority on this account as he does.


I am so hugely fucking mad.
 
What the fucking hell, energy company? :mad:

The account should have been in my name in the first place. My husband's not even around to deal with anything, he's off in Oklahoma, and I'm the one organizing this household and getting everything set up and dealing with all the bills. So the account needs to be in my name. My realtors gave you the information and then you set up the account in my husband's name anyway, because apparently I don't have enough of a credit history. That by itself pisses me off. You didn't ask me about it, and when I called you refused to even add my name to the account without me having to jump through a million hoops.

So I did go and fax you a copy of my proof of house ownership and my ID and all that shit, and I put a huge note on the bottom of the form that they already had an account in my husband's name, and it should be in my name first and his second, if anything.

Next thing I know I have a separate account from my husband. Two different accounts for the same property. Clever, energy company. :rolleyes: Then you finally fixed that and put both our names on the same account, and I thought it was the end of it.


And today I get a call from some lady from the company asking to speak to my husband and asking whether she could leave a message when I said he wasn't there, but I was his wife.

My fucking name is on the account, and I should be the one you're dealing with. How fucking dare you talk to me like this and insinuate that you need to deal with him and not me?! I am his wife, not his fucking secretary, and I have just as much authority on this account as he does.


I am so hugely fucking mad.

Aw, you just need to let the menfolk take care of things, little lady. ;)
 
WOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!! Have a little more caffeine, why doncha, TK?


*bounces around the room and ricochets off the ceiling*
 
my sister is watching some kids program about eating insects, i had to leave the room, i was on the verge of throwing up. *shudder*
 
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