Dear X:

drksideofthemoon said:
I wish there was something I could say that would mean something... :rose:

You just said it, sweet.
I've been in the same place; my daughter would have been four this past June. There isn't much to say, but that doesn't matter. What's most important to people like us is that you continue to care. Just notice, and be present for it sometimes. That makes an enormous difference.
Thanks
bijou
 
dear puppy:

what part of "don't bite" don't you get? You do not have to use your mouth for everything! And stop eating the ant beds! Where'd that scratch come from on your head? Were you messing with the ferrets again?

Please, please I BEG of you, please stop peeing on my bed :( I would hate to banish you from it forever. Actually, just please stop peeing on everything in the house, better yet, what part of "do that outside" don't you get? AT least you haven't pooped in the house since your second night home.

Ok, seriously, it's 5:30 the alarm goes off at 6:00 can I BUY that extra 30 minutes of sleep from you? I'm willing to pay a reasonable amount!

Word to the wise, don't bother daddy when he's trying to go to bed, it's just going to get you banished from the room and I've grown accustomed to you sleeping on my feet at night.

Also, you're 3 month old, why are you the size of a full grown beagle already? That scares me... please stay little :(

I guess I failed you since I haven't taught you these basic things, but I'm SO proud you learned "lay down". now, let's work on the peeing and the biting shall we?

Mommy
 
galaxygoddess said:
I guess I failed you since I haven't taught you these basic things, but I'm SO proud you learned "lay down". now, let's work on the peeing and the biting shall we?

Mommy
GG,

Crate training works miracles on potty-training. There is a wealth of info available on the internet and I can answer questions about it if you need. It's the way to go!

As far as biting, establish your self as the alpha by grabbing the dog's muzzle when he bites, squeezing his mouth shut and applying gentle but firm pressure while sternly saying "NO." Not "Don't bite" just "NO". Some dogs are more bitey than others (mine was horrible) but he should learn quickly when he learns to respect you. Not allowing him to sleep on the bed or get on the bed will also help him learn his place in the pack.
Good luck, and PM me if you need advice. :)
 
She doesn't "bite" bite, she mouths everything and her teeth rake me constantly. I've tried the muzzle grab, I've tried everything under the sun. Thing is, I've trained food aggression out of other nastier biters, and bite out of a number of other animals (namely one pshyco ferret) before, but I can't seem to teach her that she is not to use her mouth on EVERY thing. Everything has to be inspected with teeth. That's my main issue with that. The only thing taking ANY effect is as soon as she starts mouthing I either walk away or just simply start ignoring her. She takes just a liiitle bit long each time to open the mouth.

As for crate training, I've never had any issue with potty training except this dog. Now, the general principle is that most dogs won't "eliminate" where they eat or sleep. This dog will pee on her own bed and even IN her food dish. f I don't grab the dish up she'll go ahead an eat or drink out of it.

Now it's not NEARLY as bad as it was, but it's still driving me crazy.
 
Dear X,

I know perfectly well why you're not talking to me, and I do understand. You're terrified of people being angry at you, especially the people you love. But I can only do so much. I can tell you that I'm done being angry, tell you that it's not that big a deal, I can even feed you specific lines like, 'hey, being your friend is way more important than any of this' and 'I wish I hadn't laid that judgment on you but I'm done now and I'm glad you're letting it go' and so on, and I never even asked for an apology, because I really don't need one.

But if you continue to simply refuse to speak to me, you are going to seriously piss me off, and then I really WILL be angry. C'mon, man, it's been two months. Time to let love conquer fear, don't you think? How important am I to you, really?

It's enough. Get back in touch or you're actually going to piss me off. That whole stupid thing was completely unimportant. But this is not. Don't lose a good friend.

Last chance, my man. Talk to me.
bijou
 
Dear X,

Of course I don't trust you. What else did you expect?

My trust can be earned again, but it's gonna take longer than two days. Keep trying.

Cloudy
 
Dear fucking asshole,

How could you put the overbearing, pompous son of a bitch in our group? Our group is made up of music majors, and we did that for a reason! We tried everything to make sure that he didn't join us. Now he's been thrust upon us and we don't even have a say. Thanks for ruining everything jackass!

Oh, and aren't you supposed to be the teacher? Why don't you try teaching for a change instead of making us do group work and student presentations for 4+ hours. You aren't getting paid to sit on your ass and hang out.

Signed,
Seriously fucking pissed.
 
Dear Lover,

I tell you every day that I love you. I don't tell you every day what you mean to me.

Your strength of will is an inspiration to me and I only hope that one day I can match it. Your never ending laughter always makes me smile. You refuse to give up and surrender, even though sometimes it might be easier. You are a wonderful mother who has given everything she can to her children. Even though they don't appreciate it now, one day they will. Never doubt that have done great things for them.

More than anything, I want to thank you for showing me what real love is. Everything and everyone who has come before you was a dim reflection of the feelings I hold in my heart for you. I know that one day we will have to part ways. But as long as I am with you, I will love you with everything that I have and will cherish every memory we make together.

Love,
Lee

P.S. It's your turn to get tied up. ;)
 
Trombonus said:
Dear fucking asshole,

How could you put the overbearing, pompous son of a bitch in our group? Our group is made up of music majors, and we did that for a reason! We tried everything to make sure that he didn't join us. Now he's been thrust upon us and we don't even have a say. Thanks for ruining everything jackass!

Oh, and aren't you supposed to be the teacher? Why don't you try teaching for a change instead of making us do group work and student presentations for 4+ hours. You aren't getting paid to sit on your ass and hang out.

Signed,
Seriously fucking pissed.

Trom,

Sorry you have the prof and summer class from hell. I know what it's like.

TM
 
dear person on my dev watch list:

stop reposting all your old stuff, or check the little box that says "minor update do not alert" Because you're clogging up my alerts and it's screwing up my ability to see new stuff.

I'd take you off watch but I do like when you post new stuff.

thank you.
 
Dear mates from Ohio:

Give me a break. I've had enough to deal with this week. I don't need this now too. :(

C
 
dear r:

why did you have to be cute??

Seriously. Now you're just playing dirty.

You had to be intelligent, then that wasn't enough so you had to be funny, THEN oh then you had to meet me on an level I didn't know anyone could. THEN you had to go and be just a great person to talk to all around and not actually want anything from me, and now you're CUTE? WTF?

Seriously, that's not fair. I demand you tell me that's not your real picture! I demand it! Oh god and you have pets? Stop it :( it's really not fair now...

gg
 
Dear G,

thank you for being there when I need calm, when I need someone to talk to, when I just need to get out of the space I'm in. Thank you for just being there all my life. I am so very lucky you're my grandma.

Love, me
 
Dear Powers-that-be

I desperately need a job so we have money to pay bills. Oh yeah, and eat. So please let one of these interviews bear fruit.

J.
 
CrimsonMaiden said:
Dear Powers-that-be

I desperately need a job so we have money to pay bills. Oh yeah, and eat. So please let one of these interviews bear fruit.

J.

:heart:
 
Dear all who need it:

*hugs*

--

Dear M:

I love you, you know that? I know I tell you, I also know there's a teeny part of you that still refuses to belive it. Its ok, honest. And I'm really sorry about how screwy my body and mind are at the moment. I want to be ok, I want to be better, but I'm not, and perversely you being so nice to me about it all is making me so mad at myself. The last time I went off sex like this was to do with my ex being a selfish twat. This is not the same, and I fully intend to speak with the doc about it next checkup. I have an idea or two about why this has happened, and hopefully I should soon be back to my usual horndog self.

Thank you for making me feel safe enough to tell you I couldn't go on. Thank you for just cuddling me and not pointing out the fact I'd got you extremely horny. Thank you for being so wonderful. Thank you for being you.

I love you, now and always.

H
 
Dear _____

I don't have the words right now. Or I do and yet even I don't want to say them. I hurt, more than I thought I would, but I'll deal with it, because that's what I'm good at. . .dealing with it. Dealing with second, third, fourth. . .All my life I have dealt with it, why would this time be any different.

You know people here were able to put me in a better mood and with just a few words from your lips, you took it all away. I don't know whether to slap you or thank you.... slap you for making me lose that feeling of happiness or thank you for making me see reality again.

Maybe I should just disappear for a while, ride off into the murky sunset and not come back. I really don't know what to do. Stay here and live this life because I obviously am not good enough to live another one. Thanks for bringing me down... it was too high up there on the happy cloud, I may have fallen off with joy as my companion. But not with you around, huh. You can pretty much guarantee I'll come down hard and no one will be there to catch me when I fall.

Thanks,

Me
 
Dear Red

Please don't let whomever he or she is get you down. We love you and don't want you to suffer. It's very rough to see you get hurt, by whomever it is. :rose:

Hugs and kisses,
Sev
 
dear f-i-l,

I know you were helping us while we were on vacation with picking up the mail and putting it inside. And you were ever so nice by fixing the gutter that was blocked by the tennis ball from the neighbours. And I even let it pass that you vacuumed the house. But slowly we realise all the things you did in the house and I'm starting to get pissed off over it.

Yesterday I find out that you were in the husbands office and saw some things of his and had a poke around. I know you were in our bedroom at one point and wonder if you poked around in there. And I've been wondering why the kitchen was getting so bloody hot and thought something was wrong. Today I notice you opened the little window going into the utility room. Why? The utility room gets so bloody hot that window is never open it serves no purpose to open it.

Plus you closed those damn blinds again in the conservatory and we have told you before they were broke and now we cant get the bloody things open.

I am fast going from grateful to being bitchy about the whole thing!!! And you know what I was feeling a little :eek: over having thrown the heavy restraints out of the suitcase onto the couch to get weight out of the case, but now I hope your head spins from finding some of our toys. And I daresay next time I'll bloody have the mail stopped at the damn post office and held for us till we get back.

Your very angry d-i-l
 
unpredictablebijou said:
You just said it, sweet.
I've been in the same place; my daughter would have been four this past June. There isn't much to say, but that doesn't matter. What's most important to people like us is that you continue to care. Just notice, and be present for it sometimes. That makes an enormous difference.
Thanks
bijou
Hugs to you too Bijou :rose:
And what matters the most is that we are given the chance to talk about them.
Not pretend like they never existed :(
For all of us who have lost people we love.
They may no longer be of this earth, but they will be forever in our hearts and minds. Our memories the good and the bad are what keeps them alive. :rose:
 
Dear Internet Explorer:

Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You Fuck You.

In short, go fuck yourself gently with a chainsaw.

- One displeased bitch

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Dear self:

You know better than to spend lots of time writing a good post and then not save the damned fucking thing before previewing it.
You know Internet Explorer will choose those exact moments to be the biggest, stupidest wanker known to internet communications.
You know bitch-slapping your computer screen won't bring back what was lost (even though it makes you feel a teensy bit better).
You know these things. Why do you cause yourself such violent irritation?

- Stupid girl

----
Dear people who will tell me to compose my posts in Word:

I know. :(
That's such sensible advice, but the little white box is a different land for me. I like it better.

----
Dear Lee and other people in dr_mabeuse's poetry thread:

I made a nice post. It said exactly what I wanted it to say (to Lee about his poem and to Zoot about the views of sex in America) and it toasted the good doctor's views.
It has decided, however, to go into "hiding" (#*$%!&@ IE).
I hope it's off happy and dancing in the Land of Lost Posts, cheerful in its acceptance that it will never be duplicated, and frolicking with little bunnies and deer.

Sincerely,
bluebell
(fuck!)
 
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Dear Bluebell

Download and install Firefox and use it instead of Internet Exploiter.... The world is a happier place with Mozilla..... :)
 
Dear Muse,

Okay, where did you go?

You flopped around in my head all night, making my characters talk to me, making me watch them, making them go through the whole story for my benefit.

So, this morning I sat down to write. Started a new story at your urging, even though I haven't finished the one I abandoned to write my Nude Day story. I listened to you. I did what you wanted. We started off great. NOW you've abandoned me? WTF?

Please come back. I have the house to myself. I want to write NOW.
 
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