Hear my rut-brag, she-women!

[Kirkrapine]

I. Am. Jay.

Who? Will? Dare?

I have the heart of a king, the mind of a god, and the soul of a fever dream.

I have been there, done that, and crawled out the other side without fatal blood loss.

I have gazed upon the naked face of God. He said, "Watchoo lookin' at?" and we flipped each other off, I wouldn't have it any other way; but Jesus loves me physically.

The Most Interesting Man in the World calls ME when he's feeling depressed. He hangs up happier, or sometimes sadder, but always more interesting.

I am the Pimp of Mensa and knowledge is my sweet hot whore, but there's always more room in the stable. I have read more books than you know words.

Pain is my most constant companion. There are few flavors I haven't savored. I endure. I am Agonistes Invictus the Iron Woobie. I endure.

My tongue can tie a cherry stem in a knot or nudge you into an existential crisis, and that is no sexual metaphor.

And I can sing like a drunken angel.

Who? Will? Dare?

 

[Littletoo]

Dare? Not me. I mean I would of been a whole different girl except for that dare in Seventh Grade, which I can't talk about here, so don't ask. I'd be dancing with Paris Ballet instead of teaching Ballet 101 to freshmen in Texas for god's sake.

And a pimp of Mensa? Mensa sent me an application because my SAT's were off the chart. BUT you DO KNOW there is quite a difference between knowledge and intelligence. Not that it matters to me, since I am deficient in both.

So, Who? Will? Dare?

Well, not me. I'm a street floosie from St. Paul Minnesota. One more roll of the dice and I would be be being pumped out on the Minnesota Strip at 42nd street.

But as it is, Im all sixes and sevens and nines.

So goodnight!

Love,

Jamie

 

[LadyJS]

And I can sing like a drunken angel.

Angels get drunk? And they sing when drunk? Who knew?

Interesting ad. Here's hoping you will find one who will dare.

 

[Littletoo]

Before Dad left I stole his Illustrated Blake. I never told him. He STILL doesn't know what happened to it. He probably thinks Mom threw it out during The Divorce. While the other girls were reading sappy romances I was reading Blake and looking at his drawings.

From Blake I learned that"Those who restrain desire do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained." And I lesrned that mine wasn't weak enough.

And I Iearned that it It's better to laugh with the devils than to cry with the sngels, drunk or not.

(sigh)

I really ought to give Dad his book back.

Love,

Jamie

 

[AlliaPotestas]

Loved this ad - best of luck to you, may you find your Shera,

 

[Kirkrapine]

Angels get drunk? And they sing when drunk? Who knew?

An old figure of speech, not of my coinage.

 

[Kirkrapine]

Happy New Year!