Creeping Through The Cellar Door (none_too_subtle) wrote,
Creeping Through The Cellar Door
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And for legitimacy's sake...[EDIT 1]

I update-a my journal-a. ;-)



...through rivv and pianoscry as I was privy to watch their party last night via webcam. Yay! I know the top of CJ's head like the back of my own by now. Heh. A good time was had by all, but I finally grew weary of watching with no sound, and seeing lots of HUGE ACES wander in front of the cam. Heh :) IT'S TRUE...THE CAMERA ADDS 10 LBS. TO ALL OF US. YAY! So I'm gonna stay on cam 24/7 so that I'll give me the illusion of having that lil extra sompin' that I need. Or not.

The oil-bearing neighbor is still making his daily trip. Today, I watched him trim a tree down that was in his sidewalk's path. His attention to detail was interesting. I'd probably just duck. But not him. He broke the branch in half so that the path would be clear (probably outta consideration for all the old-timers who live and walk their dog-wanna-bes through our yards). I think he's a widower, and feel sorry for him. He's not that old, but not so young either. He seems to be wandering in a semi-state of life, which is sort of sad. But then, I'm sure if anyone watched me right now, they'd think the same thing, if not worse. So does that mean that I shouldn't feel sorry for him? I think men have a much rougher time living alone than WE do. As an 'experienced ex-wife' I can honestly say that when in marriage, we girls tend to act like girls. We'll fetch you something to drink, cook, do the laundry, clean the house. And why? Because guys don't do it right. EVER. With the exception of wbahner, I'm convinced that the very very small 'cleaning/nesting' participle in a man's brain is not even discernable under a high-powered microscope. Poor things. Thus, I feel sorry for this guy, even though *my* life is more pathetic. I think men are more creatures of habit than we are. That would explain why THEY will remain in unhappy marriages (albeit in pursuit of a gf or a quick score to reaffirm their manhood) longer than we will. I'm just sayin'...I've predicted divorces so many times (all of which came true) that I'm sure THIS hypothesis isn't much different. Then again, I think too much about things I shouldn't. Or maybe not. I would like to say for the record that men do us a huge disservice by staying in a loveless marriage. SERIOUSLY. Get out. We really don't want or need our children looking at a loveless marriage and growing up thinking "ugh...THIS is what marriage is all about; no hand-holding, no romantic good-bye, and have a nice-day kisses, no secret laughter...I want no part of it." K will NEVER EVER say that about me. I decided that a few years' ago. Nor will she say "my mom had 5732485797 boyfriends throughout my childhood." K doesn't MEET anyone who I feel won't be in my life 10 years' from now in some shape, form or fashion. It's bad form. In fact, she tries to hook me up, which is frightening. Gotta love it. I explain that I'm happy with or without, and that every woman should be. Orrrr something. Of course, THIS could be construed as dysfunctional, too, but at least I'm doing it SOLO. Ha.

And of course the replacement neighbors are moving in
Egads. MORE MEN. WHYYYYYYYYY? We have enough boys already *picks up rocks from garden, starts throwing them* That's just GREAT. With every new boy/man that moves in, it detracts another day away from the pool for me and/or K/friends. GrrRRr. As long as none of 'em take my parking space, I'll be satisfied. There's that.

Mkay, I'm gonna end this seemingly obligatory entry in pursuit of yet another movie I've seen countless times. My back is KILLING ME. I NEED A SERIOUS, DEEP-TISSUE RUB. RUBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB! Any/All hands welcome at this point. :-P

I can't believe I used the word "bereft" in my previous entry. I need a good slappin' around, I think.


This is SICKENING...I don't EVERRRRRR wanna hear about how *I* am too thin everrrrrrrr again (and by God, I'll post pics of my body iffn I do hear about it):
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