Morning delight
June 9, 2008 | Filed in: conversations

Im having an insanely hard time waking up this morning.
Here is a piece of chipper convo between Kelley and I.

Me:did you ever feel your poots?
Kelley:lmao feel my poots?
Me: yeah
Me: like…
Me: feel that they were war
Me: m
Kelley: oh yes lmao
Kelley: lmfao
Kelley :i was going to be real confused if that m didn’t show up
Kelley: feel they were war?! WAR POOTS?!
Kelley :lmao
Me: HAHAHAHAH
Me: ive got some war poots this morning
Me: lmfaooo
Me: if yo dont believe such a thing existswell
Me: you should have heard it
Me: sounded like fallujah in here
Kelley: lmfaoooo



LoL.
May 7, 2008 | Filed in: conversations, lol

Friend: okay will do..lol. I like those lip rings too ….lovely lmao… see my luck I would end up queefing during a clit piercing lmao
me: L MFAO



LoL
March 26, 2008 | Filed in: conversations

Liz: how much does he charge per visit?
Me: oh god.
Me: without insurance?
Me: lol
Me: 150bucks
Liz: yeah
Liz: thats what my ex has to pay his dr
Me: and my prescription…i get generics of course
Me: is 30 dollars
Me: one dollar a pill
Me: which you can sell on the street for 3
Liz: My Exjust got some nasal spray Rx for his allergies/ sinus, whatever– $120
Me: good lord
Me: the prescription was that much?
Liz: yeah and it’s not even an oz!
Liz: of fluid
Me: what the fuck
Me: wheres he getting his scripts filled?
Me: walmart does generics for 4 bucks
Liz: its just bullshit because in the UK it would be an automatic $10!
Me: i do mine at walgreens. generic RX plan
Me: one buck a pill and im on narcotics i cannot believe 120 bucks for some damn nasal spray
Me: that nasal spray better get me FUCKEDDDDD UPP



Granny.
March 14, 2008 | Filed in: conversations

Im sorry.
I didnt want you to die alone. I know how scary it must have been, not because ive been there, not because I can identify with losing someone I would give my life for, other than you. I know because I can feel it in the very depths of my soul. I can feel the fear that confounds all of us when we are faced with the knowledge that we will die soon and the doctors told us all day that you felt no pain, you died in your sleep but I know you knew. You didnt let anyone of us know either..probably to protect us. But, Granny, I miss you and im sorry. There isnt a day goes by that I dont pray God forgives me of abandoning you. I know you wanted to go but we had each other. I didnt want you to fucking die alone god dammit I didnt want it. Maybe I was young then..too young. But I was there, every visit..I was there. When you didnt know who I was, I was there. When nurses had to turn you over and you were gone before you left your body, I was there and I watched you die and I feel like I did nothing to stop it. I know its out of my control and that everyone dies.
I stopped playing old maid with you and I know you felt like you were totally alone in your world, that you were a burden to all of us but you werent. You never burdened me and I loved you and I looked forward to every minute spent with you but you scared me at the end. I was young, I was 12, or 13. I was scared of death and I was starting my own mortality in YOUR face. Its not something I could begin to fathom at that time and ive never dealt with you being gone even though everyday I wish Kelley and I were messin and gommin through your closets. I wish we picked our barbies up. God I wish you were here. I miss you. I want the life back that seemed so simple to me. I know, its selfish. I know that you knew long before we knew, or long before I knew. And, we had to put you in that fucking god awful place I Know you hated it but, its all we could do. Mom had to work, you know..you know about my dad…you were our saviour, my grandmother. You saved us. Me and my mom, wed be nowhere without you. No amount of wanting could bring you back and now my life is so different but, I have not forgotten you. I have not forgotten the freshen up bubblegum with a juicy center that you gave us during church. I have not forgotten the trips to chins, and to wendell smiths. Theyre in my mind like it happened yesterday. I miss you. I really miss you. I wish I would have played more old maid. Watched more Jay Leno. I know it wasnt my fault and you were ready. SOme people, some family members..they missed your death because it would be too hard. I think its too easy. To skip out on seeing it, like it didnt exist. And now..where are we? I am 21. I live with my boyfriend in a duplex.
Kelley has a great job, her own house..and Eric..youd be so proud of Eric. He has two beautiful babies, a beautiful wife who, when I was drunk I think I slightly got a bit too into her.
KK got sick. About a year ago. KK. Yeah. Can you believe it? Someone we all thought was so weak…but..she made it through. She fought it and made it through. Shes skinny but, shes doing good. We are all ok, physically. Mentally…I could use some work. Couldnt we all, I guess?

I dont know. I wish we could live forever..you know, like in that book “Tuck Everlasting.” What would life be like?
I think youre around. I know youre around. You were a strong woman, a woman of faith…a woman of religion. A woman that, if I had only read about you in books..I would admire faithfully.

I think we all miss you. Everyone of us..just as much as I do. I cant get that life back. Im not 9 years old anymore. I need closure but I cant find it. Ive been looking everywhere, trust me.

If you are out there, in heaven or just..floating around as a mass of energy in our atmosphere…I love you.



Human Touch.
February 1, 2008 | Filed in: conversations, educate yourself, my boyfriend, rant, self help, spiritual

Tonight, I was talking to a friend of mine who has been having some struggles with depression lately. Now, most of you who know me are probably saying “uh oh!” hahaha. I suffered with depression every minute of my teenage life. I was diagnosed as Bipolar Disorder/Manic Depression and Generalized Anxiety Disorder (which turned into Panic Disorder just a little less than a year ago) at a very young age. This was something that, in time, I learned to celebrate. I know, that sounds weird, right? Well…it is a part of who I am and everything that has made me who I am is worth celebrating. Not just the good stuff, but the bad stuff too because those things taught me some extremely important lessons.
I know how hard depression can be. Chemical or situational..its very rough. I have grown much bigger than my Bipolar Disorder. This in no way means that I do not feel depressed anymore, or that I do not ever feel manic anymore. It just means that I have learned to identify my symptoms and work through them. Not everyone is this lucky.

Now, with all of that said..I do not EVER party with the pity partyers. I do not sugar coat things for them, I do not give in to their pity partying. I dont party with ‘em. I am not going to oblige them. Theres no reason to. That isnt help. They dont need someone to say “ohhh oh my gosh, I am like, sooo sorry, you poor baby.” That shit doesnt help. It makes them worse, it makes them wanna cry some more. They need a fat hit of reality, even if it sounds completely rude. It doesnt mean I dont care, it doesnt mean they cant cry on my shoulder. It just means im NOT GONNA LIE. Reality doesnt lie.

So, onto the point of my story. I was conversing with a friend of mine who has had some problems with depression recently. I think that he is also dealing with quite a bit of self pity. I was just suggesting things that could possibly make him feel better and it hit me..MASSAGE! Its called massage THERAPY for a reason. I told him “You need to go get a massage! It will make you feel soooooo much better. The power of human touch is A-MAZING!”
His response was:

heh thers only one person ill let touch me and that a significate other lmao (sic)

My response to this was “Wow. Thats really fucking stupid. No offense.” Lmfao. Dont you love it when someone says something completely offensive and then says “no offense” at the end? I am guilty as charged on that one, over, and over, and over again. Yeah, anyway…I said “Dont ever underestimate the power of human touch. Its extremely powerful. Immensely powerful. There is NO need to sexualize human contact. Human contact is essential to our mental and physical health.”
So he said”

lol i guess you can see it that way but growing up without affection, if a female puts her hand on me my heart will flutter and if a guy does he must want to get hit (sic)

My response was “Guess what? Thats part of being human.” He told me that touch is a very personal thing to him. Well, touch is a personal thing to everyone, as it should be, because it is very powerful, however, just because something is personal or even sacred…that doesnt mean that it should be reserved and hidden. Not to mention that one would think that if someone is depressed and has stated verbally that they hate the way they feel and they want to feel differently…they would be willing to try just about anything. I supplied him with a few links about the power of human touch.

He says:

well ill just keep having logic failures and wait to be touched untill i find someon (sic)
well i grew up without a father, my mom maybe hugged me twice, and my bother and sister were much younger than me, and we moved all the time. what does this have to do with anything. maybe having touch from anyone other than who i want it from feels rather alien like a guinnee pig running up your pants(sic)

Now, here is where I will discontinue the conversation between my friend and I and get into my rant. There is no reason why being touched by someone should feel alien. Now, I realize that there could be trauma in many peoples lives that changes the way they feel about being touched and this is not what im talking about. That is a whole different situation that you wont find me discussing here.
In our “advanced” Western society, it feels alien to us to be touched by another human being that is not someone we are fucking. This simply is not the way things should be. We have forgotten about one another. We have forgotten how important it is to just hug each other once in a while. In a society that is so technologically advanced, we have abandoned ourselves spiritually. We have been left to fend for ourselves alone in this world, without the aid of our brothers and sisters because we have sexualized the human body and human touch so much that it has become taboo to embrace someone when they desperately need it. If two men hug, they are “gay” (as if being gay is some horribly negative thing). If two women hug, all the sudden they are lesbians who were only put upon this Earth as sexual objects of perverted 40+ year old mens desire. Its absolutely devastating that we have been so thoroughly brainwashed into abandoning each other. There are societies that have existed upon this earth for centuries that have entire medicinal arts based solely upon touch and the energy that is passed between two humans when they touch. There are martial arts based completely on the energy that flows throughout everything in our universe, including our own bodies.

The benefits of human touch are not only hailed in “alternative” Eastern medicinal practices, but in our own Western medicine as well.

I hate that our society has put such sexualized stigmas and taboos on touching each other. The positive energy passed between two human beings when they exchange touch is so powerful, it is love and I think that it is painfully obvious that our world needs as much love as possible right now. Hug someone today. Hug someone that you normally would not hug, I can PROMISE you that it will not only make your day, but it will make theirs too!

If you guys would like to learn more about how essential touch is, check out the following links:
Pleasure/Power
WebMB Power of human touch.
Reiki using human touch

^_^



This made me feel happy…
September 26, 2007 | Filed in: conversations

A dear friend said this to me tonight…

Cadence: I want to say something…
Me: Ok.
Cadence: If there is one thing I can always count on to make me happy, feel secure and feel better, it’s continuity. The idea that you are always Leslie warms my heart.

=)



My boyfriend…
September 18, 2007 | Filed in: conversations, my boyfriend

The other night my boyfriend and a few friends were walking around downtown and he ran into a guy that he hadnt seen in about five years.

When I held out my hand as he introduced me to to his friend he said….
“This is the love of my life..Leslie.”

And his friend said ”So, I see you fell in love too.”
Then Soda replied…”I really did.” And kissed me on the forehead.

I felt like a queen at that moment.



Too fat too adopt.
September 7, 2007 | Filed in: conversations, lol

This morning my boyfriend and I were over a friends house watching the news. They were talking about a very overweight guy who was denied the privilege to adopt a boy he had been caring for for a couple years or something.

Me: Wonder why they wont let him adopt.

Mattie: Well, if someones so fat that they are handicapped or something I could understand.

Me: Yeah, I could understand that too but this guys gotta job and shit. Maybe they think hes gonna feed the kid a bunch of sweets and junk and get him fat too.

Mattie: Or maybe, theyre concerned that hes going to eat him.



Synopsis.
September 4, 2007 | Filed in: conversations, etc

Soda: Oh my god you gotta help me find the movie “Crossroads” its about Robert Johnson I bet its so cool.

Me: Let me look it up online.

Me: ::reading a review:: uhh..this movie stars the karate kid..this looks like some bullshit to me.

Soda: No. Its not. Red says we gotta see it. You know, its not directly about Robert Johnson..its about a white kid.

Me: ughh…BULLSHIT.

Soda: Whatever you need to quit believing what people say about shit online.

Me: NO ONE SAID ANYTHING ABOUT THIS I READ THE SYNOPSIS.

Soda: BULLSHIT.

Me: EAT MY SYNOPSIS, BITCH.

Soda:  Shiit..ill eat somethin else.

/end.

Sorry I havent blogged much..been busy..but heres a few things to sum up what ive been doing..
I cut my dreads out. Yep.  It makes me sad . There are new pictures of my bald ass head on my flickr.
I want to sing bluegrass.
I want to be a burlesque model. Lmfao.



LoL
August 1, 2007 | Filed in: conversations

me: omg i have to crap but i have no toilet paper
kelleyroo.com: awww shit do you have any fast food napkiins
me: nope
kelleyroo.com: or papertowels
me: nope lol
kelleyroo.com: lmao you could go get a leaf out of the yard
me: i never have paper towels anymore cuz i always use wipes.
me: LMFAO
me: yeah i think i might do that.





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