I'm an Emo Bear

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You know the old saying, "the straw that broke the camel's back?" Well...it feels like the whole goddamn haystack has landed on me today.

I feel super emo, almost mad at the world and I can't put my finger on exactly what the hell's going on in my peabrain....and that makes me think...never a good thing. I begin to over analyze every little detail in my life...again, never a good thing....

I even told a woman at my son's first grade parent orientation, she was a lard ass. Granted I didn't use those words precisely, I'm sure she thought twice about having that 3rd bowl of ice cream after she finished her bucket of chicken at supper. She was my haystack.

To explain the picture: I want to be adopted. I want someone to look after my well-being as I care for those in my life. I want to come home to a clean litter box in a house where the digital cable is working, damn it. I want washer and dryer hook-ups with no crazy asian neighbors jumping on the bed upstairs.

Most of the things on my want list have solutions that aren't difficult to find. Get another job, find another place to live, adopt a third world child to do the chores....pretty easy to achieve, I know. Just marry Brad Pitt and move to Africa. Oh wait, that's already taken...

why...

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I have recently been dealing with girls who are self-destructive. This gives me a headache. I have been one of those girls and learned from it, no regrets. My daughter has watched me and now, watches the girls in my life live in a self-destructive relationship. She is learning from others mistakes.

Do not date/live with/marry a moron who is insulting to your intellect. Period. I rarely ever make gender encompassing assumptions, but I will today.

Women are blessed with instict, and yet we ignore that instinct. It is our inner guide and should be listened to with both ears, head and heart. Even if we don't like the direction it's sending us.

Bele Chere

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What an amazing weekend! Vicki and I went to Bele Chere, in Asheville, NC, with my sister-in-law.

We shopped at all the artist's booths, ate some delicious food and the adults drank some lovely beverages, in mass quantity. Vicki said we were well behaved, but some of her photos indicate otherwise.

Asheville has an exciting air about it. The city is very accepting of any type of lifestyle. What a pleasant change to the stuffy folks around here. I can't imagine a same sex couple holding hands, casually shopping in Turkey Creek. We would see articles in the Farragut newspaper about that for sure.

My sis was a superb hostess and the visit with Lulu was looooong overdue. Lulu even slept with us the first night. Yay! My brother spirit was heavy around me most of the trip. Although I did consume a small pond of Vodka, I kept hearing Eddie, even before the buzz caught me. Miss and I talked about how being with each other keeps him alive for both of us. No statement has ever been more true.

Quote for the day: "Matt, can we get another Mayfelade?"