The Isolated Blurt Thread III: Thread of Darkness
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butters
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oh boy. so there was i, expecting a calm, quiet xmas with just one of the sons home. a knock at the door has brought a young (22) homeless cousin of my ex with his girlfriend. no one else would help them (i might be the sucker, but damn i can't turn them away) and they've nowhere to go till a couple of days after xmas when her mum's away and they'll stop there. spent the last 2 nights in hospital waiting rooms. so i'm told. anyway, he's not long out of prison, his mum won't have him because of all the drugs/violence he brought to their home, and . . . well, let's just say my purse is locked away, the warnings have been given, and i'm trusting to the best. hope this turns out ok, for all of us. 
means i'm cooking a bigger xmas dinner
means i'm cooking a bigger xmas dinner
lovetoread
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sure. you might want to clean it first, yanno, get the blood off....
he's more likely to steal anything nailed down than anything else. but i want to trust him. i'm just not stupid enough to go into this blindly, but can't leave them on teh streets - they could use a break. if he abuses my trust, i'll go to the police without a qualm.
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renatta was trying,
silly woman,
to attract the attentions of the blind fellah across the alley...
he stared her way each night,
twenty two floors above the bustle
from the single small window facing the
one like hers
across from him and their breezeway.
the only other matched pairs of windows...
five floors above and below...
they had never spoken
and he had never seen her fullness
which, over the years,
she had more and more brazenly displayed
for him when she'd meet him
in their quiet secret place.
her fingers worker furiously at her cunny
and she danced a slow and spastic dance.
her faded house dress hung off of one shoulder
displaying a swaying mass of titty
that she'd pinched for him - blotch-red
just before...
she knew he heard her music...
there was none
but there was a rhythm of sounds in her head
that he must have sensed
for he swayed,
as he always seemed to sway
in a syncopated way to hers...
it drove her,
as it had on many an encounter...
until she collapsed into a chair
and finished
with a guttural quarrel...
in the summer, with the windows opened,
and the smells from the streets below...
it was a sound he had grown to know
and had sought to place with a one and a... face.
in his quiet times...the thought of her snarl
had warmed him to his own completeness...
she knew him from the small elevator they shared
from time to time
from year to year
and he knew her from the way the inexpensive perfume
lay around her as she moved...
every so often
as happenstance...
a lovely older woman, said her scent...
my lovely secret lover, burned in her mind...
he had commented to her once on the "lovely perfume".
she'd said nothing.
another time, he wished her a good day...
again, not a stir...
he'd stopped some time ago...
he'd seen how some could not face his... clouded gaze...
and...
she had wanted
for years, to reach across the small car to just touch him...
to feel the warmth in his cheek and to...
let him know...
but no.
it would be an invasion...
if only she had the words....
but no.
she hadn't.
she had no words.
never had.
had never heard one...
a slight jolt would signal to her that the car had come to rest...
he would hear the bell.
see you tonight, she'd think.
he'd sniff as her scent in the elevator's air dissipated
and the squish of sensible shoes on linoleum pattered away...
silly woman,
to attract the attentions of the blind fellah across the alley...
he stared her way each night,
twenty two floors above the bustle
from the single small window facing the
one like hers
across from him and their breezeway.
the only other matched pairs of windows...
five floors above and below...
they had never spoken
and he had never seen her fullness
which, over the years,
she had more and more brazenly displayed
for him when she'd meet him
in their quiet secret place.
her fingers worker furiously at her cunny
and she danced a slow and spastic dance.
her faded house dress hung off of one shoulder
displaying a swaying mass of titty
that she'd pinched for him - blotch-red
just before...
she knew he heard her music...
there was none
but there was a rhythm of sounds in her head
that he must have sensed
for he swayed,
as he always seemed to sway
in a syncopated way to hers...
it drove her,
as it had on many an encounter...
until she collapsed into a chair
and finished
with a guttural quarrel...
in the summer, with the windows opened,
and the smells from the streets below...
it was a sound he had grown to know
and had sought to place with a one and a... face.
in his quiet times...the thought of her snarl
had warmed him to his own completeness...
she knew him from the small elevator they shared
from time to time
from year to year
and he knew her from the way the inexpensive perfume
lay around her as she moved...
every so often
as happenstance...
a lovely older woman, said her scent...
my lovely secret lover, burned in her mind...
he had commented to her once on the "lovely perfume".
she'd said nothing.
another time, he wished her a good day...
again, not a stir...
he'd stopped some time ago...
he'd seen how some could not face his... clouded gaze...
and...
she had wanted
for years, to reach across the small car to just touch him...
to feel the warmth in his cheek and to...
let him know...
but no.
it would be an invasion...
if only she had the words....
but no.
she hadn't.
she had no words.
never had.
had never heard one...
a slight jolt would signal to her that the car had come to rest...
he would hear the bell.
see you tonight, she'd think.
he'd sniff as her scent in the elevator's air dissipated
and the squish of sensible shoes on linoleum pattered away...
pointless
¿por qué no?
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wait, i thought i was....
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NYC is warmer than LA and Hawaii on the first full day of winter.
#TheEndTimesAreNear
NYC is warmer than LA and Hawaii on the first full day of winter.
#TheEndTimesAreNear
lovetoread
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Yea but Zumi, the snow has no where to melt and it's gross out there.
I'd rather it stayed cold and not muddy.
I'd rather it stayed cold and not muddy.
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oh boy. so there was i, expecting a calm, quiet xmas with just one of the sons home. a knock at the door has brought a young (22) homeless cousin of my ex with his girlfriend. no one else would help them (i might be the sucker, but damn i can't turn them away) and they've nowhere to go till a couple of days after xmas when her mum's away and they'll stop there. spent the last 2 nights in hospital waiting rooms. so i'm told. anyway, he's not long out of prison, his mum won't have him because of all the drugs/violence he brought to their home, and . . . well, let's just say my purse is locked away, the warnings have been given, and i'm trusting to the best. hope this turns out ok, for all of us.
means i'm cooking a bigger xmas dinner
fingers crossed, it is very good of you.
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If life has a soundtrack, is it the score to "Once Upon A Time In The West"?
Ennio Morricone is a genius.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Once_Upon_a_Time_in_the_West_(soundtrack)
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Have you heard the soundtrack from The Guard?
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Hio Pelesasa, Mr. Hawaii 2011-2012
Hio Pelesasa, Mr. Hawaii 2011-2012
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oh boy. so there was i, expecting a calm, quiet xmas with just one of the sons home. a knock at the door has brought a young (22) homeless cousin of my ex with his girlfriend. no one else would help them (i might be the sucker, but damn i can't turn them away) and they've nowhere to go till a couple of days after xmas when her mum's away and they'll stop there. spent the last 2 nights in hospital waiting rooms. so i'm told. anyway, he's not long out of prison, his mum won't have him because of all the drugs/violence he brought to their home, and . . . well, let's just say my purse is locked away, the warnings have been given, and i'm trusting to the best. hope this turns out ok, for all of us.
means i'm cooking a bigger xmas dinner
I can't stop watching this.
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