Mai mooth ist 'umbed.

 

Halloween is my second favorite holiday. I need to start decorating.

I am sick and have been taking more then twice the daily recommended dose of vitamin C. I wonder if taking this much will make me sick from it.

I need a job. and need to clean.

Blah.

 

holy crap.
that was one hardcore conversation.
im really happy that i learned to say no and kept to it.
wow.

 

*pounds phone violently*

WORK YOU $#^&*%#^#%#@*&^%!!!!!!!!

 

That's not gonna help PoP!

 

Raise the mighty mother mistress,
Waving high the delicate mistress, over all the starry mistress, (bend your heads all,)
Raise the fang'd and warlike mistress, stern, impassive, weapon'd mistress, Pioneers! O pioneers!
See, my children, resolute children,
By those swarms upon our rear, we must never yield or falter,
Ages back in ghostly millions, frowning there behind us urging, Pioneers! O pioneers!

On and on, the compact ranks,
With accessions ever waiting, with the places of the dead quickly fill'd,
Through the battle, through defeat, moving yet and never stopping, Pioneers! O pioneers!

O to die advancing on!
Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?
Then upon the march we fittest die, soon and sure the gap is fill'd, Pioneers! O pioneers!

All the pulses of the world,
Falling in, they beat for us, with the western movement beat;
Holding single or together, steady moving, to the front, all for us, Pioneers! O pioneers!

Life's involv'd and varied pageants,
All the forms and shows, all the workmen at their work,
All the seamen and the landsmen, all the masters with their slaves, Pioneers! O pioneers!

All the hapless silent lovers,
All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked,
All the joyous, all the sorrowing, all the living, all the dying, Pioneers! O pioneers!

I too with my soul and body,
We, a curious trio, picking, wandering on our way,
Through these shores, amid the shadows, with the apparitions pressing, Pioneers! O pioneers!

Lo! the darting bowling orb!
Lo! the brother orbs around! all the clustering suns and planets,
All the dazzling days, all the mystic nights with dreams, Pioneers! O pioneers!

These are of us, they are with us,
All for primal needed work, while the followers there in embryo wait behind,
We to-day's procession heading, we the route for travel clearing, Pioneers! O pioneers!

O you daughters of the west!
O you young and elder daughters! O you mothers and you wives!
Never must you be divided, in our ranks you move united, Pioneers! O pioneers!

Minstrels latent on the prairies!
(Shrouded bards of other lands! you may sleep—you have done your work
Soon I hear you coming warbling, soon you rise and tramp amid us, Pioneers! O pioneers!

Not for delectations sweet;
Not the cushion and the slipper, not the peaceful and the studious;
Not the riches safe and palling, not for us the tame enjoyment, Pioneers! O pioneers!

Do the feasters gluttonous feast?
Do the corpulent sleepers sleep? have they lock'd and bolted doors?
Still be ours the diet hard, and the blanket on the ground, Pioneers! O pioneers!

Has the night descended?
Was the road of late so toilsome? did we stop discouraged, nodding on our way?
Yet a passing hour I yield you, in your tracks to pause oblivious, Pioneers! O pioneers!

Till with sound of trumpet,
Far, far off the day-break call—hark! how loud and clear I hear it wind;
Swift! to the head of the army!—swift! spring to your places, Pioneers! O pioneers.

(end)
Walt Whitman

 

I wonder if people can ever change. I don't think they can. I think if they could, they would have already. I mean really, outside of completely taking away their fantasy idea of reality, how could you force them to change? If they have things to cling to that allow them to remain the same, I would think that chances are that they would, like they already have. I wonder, is it because they can't or because they simply won't? Is it that they were never forced to adapt or never brought back down to reality, and thus aren't equipped enough at this point in the game to do so, or is it that they just like the role they're in, the delusion they live in? Maybe it's both. Is it possible though, that if they had the right influences and people keeping them grounded, and were taught to be responsible and accountable and brought back down to reality when their heads got big, and punished for acting superior to others, and never had people always bailing them out or handing them things or telling them they weren't wrong when they clearly were, that they would be different? Is it possible to save these people from their fate at a young age, or are they already well on their way to it by then? Will there always be people like that, or is it possible to one day stop them in their tracks and send them on the right path with the right attitude before it's too late? Does it really have to balance out like this, or is it possible for it to be different?

 

I need naked, quiet, sensual intimacy!!!!

 

Mmm...soft....hair...mmm

 

Living....

 

One day at a time is all I can bear right now

 

I hate cold... why do all the people I love most live up north?

And also, I wonder if PoP has a sidekick too, as I've been wanting to use mine for target practice for over a week now, since T-mobile's Danger servers got all fucked up.

 

As if some little arctic flower,
Upon the polar hem,
Went wandering down the latitudes,
Until it puzzled came
To continents of summer,
To firmaments of sun,
To strange, bright crowds of flowers,
And birds of foreign tongue!
I say, as if this little flower
To Eden wandered in--
What then?
Why, nothing, only
Your inference therefrom!

--[SIZE=-1]Emily Dickinson[/SIZE]

 

OMG!! You have t-mobile over there too? I bloody hate their ad on tv - although I doubt you get the same one - their little naffing jingle makes me want to start celebrating Christmas already!! Goddamnitt!!

*HUGZ*

 

He's currently collecting intelligence on my enemies..
Life is good for a superhero.

 

All you need is love
Love is All you need

 

And apple cider.


Don't forget that.

 

the worst thing about being sick...

i can't sing worth shit and sometimes i cant sing at all!!!
i need to be better soon...

 

Vodka