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I'm just so tired of all the shit; reaching out to those that I care about and being hounded by those I do not. I do not wish to be cruel, but ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!! 1 I cannot hold the weight of the world; especially now that I am no longer sure if it matters anymore. Just give me a sign proving that what I do maby bluefirerose on Nov 2 8:03 PM, In Bitter, My own personal thoughts. 100 words. → Make first comment?
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To the few of those that read my work, I apologize for my recent absence. Between working eight hours a day and coming home to care for my daughter *who is now six months old and can stand in her playpen already*, I am usually too exhausted to even think of writing. And the few times I have had the will to write, m
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Next month there will be a singing contest. It is a ten minute drive from my house and it is open to anyone 18 and older. I know singing has nothing to do with writing, but since it IS a form of expression, I thought I'd mention it here. Part of me thinks this is fate; the contest begins right after I start workin
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Ahh, it feels so good to just sit for a moment with nothing but a cup of pudding to keep you occupied. I don't even like pudding, but I found several boxes of the one kind I actually love on the back shelf, so I figured I'd make a box. So here I sit, just me and my pudding. Feels so soft as it sits on my tongue an
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Today I helped at the new store. When I was asked to come in and help, my manager said "Oh, you'll be doing little odd jobs like painting doors, sweeping up after the constuction workers; nothing major." I should have known better than that; my manager doesn't know the meaning of the words "nothing major." She thr
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What kind of an idiot builds a house into a hill and makes half of the basement exposed? The worst part is the exposed side has sliding glass doors and TWO rather large windows. So, if this watch we have tonight becomes a warning, Carolyn and I are screwed. The wind is unusually cold, and that scares me. If it we
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I got the call today. Actually, I got two calls; the first was to tell me that I would be called back to work sometime this week. The second *only two hours later* was to ask if I could come back tomorrow. I'm a little nervous about it since I've not done this job for eight months, but it was boringly easy then so
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The only difference between a baby and a Congressman is that the baby wants to say something but can't and a Congressman can say something but won't. 1 Why is Root Beer called Root Beer? It's not made of roots, and it's not a beer. 2 When we are children, no one thinks twice about us dancing in the rain, but
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1. People I have known for years would forget my name but ooh and ahh over my baby they have never met before. 1 2. Wardrobe choices would become obselete, and the few times they really matter, instead of "does this make me look fat" you ask "do I care if this gets ruined". 2 3.
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I want to write a poem about my four month old Carolyn, but I can't think of what to write exactly, so this is just a brainstorming session. 1 She's so cute in her new bouncy seat; all those colorful toys and flashing lights around her and she chooses to play with her burp cloth complete with wet spoby bluefirerose on Aug 13 4:50 PM, In Contemplative, Spur of the moment. 100 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
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I'm not sure what to write since this is my first journal entry. I don't want to bore you with all the miniscule details of my life; I believe if you want to know something about me you'll ask. My name is Monica but I prefer to be called by my screen name. I use such sites to not only write *why else would I be on
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