Six Words Saturday

I think we've seen the end.

Six Words Saturday

Someone asked me this week:  "How do you forgive that?  How did you survive that?"

So today's six words are:

Didn't know I had a choice...

What are your six words this week?  Head over to Cate's place to participate.

Six Words Saturday

I'm ready for things to improve.

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Six Words Saturday

It's been a week.

"Can someone please explain this one?"

Hypothetically speaking, of course, but would you commission, say, a wedding dress, approve the design and then once it's finished, rip out the lining and then proceed to foam at the cooch about it being defective and expect the seamstress to fix your fuck up?  Really?  And THEN, after all that, ask the seamstress to help you find some poor slob to marry?  That's been my week.  Fuckin'  bride.

Six Word Saturday

You are so full of shit!

I was afforded a break from the internet yesterday - well, I TOOK a break from the socially bullshittery of the internet yesterday because my blogs got hacked - yet again - and I had to do a little maintenance. 

Anyway, that's neither here nor there (but do check out the new look at Rabbity Things™ when you get a minute).  I have a Twitter notifier that is always on when I am online.  Little window pops up with the latest from my followers twat stream.  Have you even just taken time out - not participated - and watch/read/observed the antics of some of these people.  One of them I finally got annoyed with and just unfollowed.  We'll call her Woela (as in Woe is Me! Alas!).  She was workin' my tittay right out the front door - and back in the window.  Everything was a bitch, moan, or complain.  Damn Gurrrl.  Shut the fuck up.  Give that poor chair a break and unass it from your behemoth backside, step away from the computer, and participate in your own life.  Do something about it other than boo-fuckin-hooing to people who really don't give two squirts of flung monkey shit in the first place.  If you're this much fun IRL, no wonder your life is a big ball of fumunda cheese suckage.  Let me crack open a can of worms.  Munch down, li'l mama.

But she's gone - no longer exists as far as I am concerned.  Enough about her...

Moving on...

The one that really gets me gigglin' is the Queen [of] B[S].  You know the type.  Slagging around all over the place - Twitter, Facebook, Blogger - and heavens knows where else - just annoying the Taco Bell right out of your asshole.  She has something to say about everything.  She knows more than anyone.  And she replies and LOLs like she's got some form of fucked up virtual tourettes.  You know the type.  You might not be feeling well and will be treated to a tweet about how her uterus fell out.  Your kids achieves something nice at school and hers was just chosen by Ghandi, The Pope, and mother fucking Big Bird as the Ambassador of Goodwill and Horseshit for the Freaky Mom's Space Program.  She really could be her own Jeopardy category on Fuckeduppery and Nonsense.  What kills me about our dear friend The Queen is that she talks so much shit, she can't keep up with herself.  If you go back and read her twat stream (or blog) it's beyond obvious that it's nothing more than her cooter flappin' to get attention.   "Look at me!  Look at me!  I'm cool like you!!!"  Spitwad to the eye and bubblegum in your hair, heiffer! She contradicts herself usually within the course of a day.  I was ROLLING yesterday reading past posts and twats.  She kills me.  She shan't be deleted or unfollowed as it's just too damned entertaining.  And I am TERRIBLE, because I bait her.  I just make shit up for her to respond to with her plethora of wit and wisdom.  And she never lets me down...

But there's my 6WS for today.  I won't be linking it up, I don't think, because I don't exactly fit into the aesthetic of things over there with this one today.  But you that matter will see it anyway.  Stay tuned for my Day 6 of my 30 Day project.

p.s.  Don't ask who either of the above mentioned are.  I am not saying.  Don't want to hurt any specific feelings anymore than I may have already done.  And besides, what if it's you????

Six Words Saturday

Describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words. For more information, try clicking here. Feel free to explain or not explain. Add an image, a video, a song, nothing.

Mine for this week are:

I've given up on your approval.

I can't seem to win, so I plan to stop trying.  I can't seem to please anyone.  This one likes that.  That one dislikes this.  It all a big circular mind fuck of cat and mouse and cheese and chokin' on bones and a dirty ass litterbox.  So piss on it.  I'll do my own thing and if someone cares to engage - fucking fabulous - come join the party.  Otherwise, just stand out there in the rain ringin' the damned doorbell 'til your Lee Press-Ons pop off and hit you in the left eye.  Aint answerin' the do' no mo'!

To quote a queen (or two):

Vida Boheme: Your approval is not needed.

Noxeema Jackson: Approval neither desired nor required.

Six Words Saturday

Little Lady, you will be missed.

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Six Words Saturday: Fire it Up!

My nose is still on fire!

Say what?  Go read This Post.

Then go play 6WS at Cate's Show My Face!

Six Words Saturday (Warning: The word "FUCK" flows freely.)

Six Words Saturday is a weekly series at

 Call Me Cate's blog, Show My Face. 

Describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words. [...] Feel free to explain or not explain. Add an image, a video, a song, nothing. [...] All that's necessary to participate is to post your own six words. You can post an explanation if you wish but it's certainly not required.

Mine for this week are:

Can I get a fuckin' break??? 

My, my how the course of a fucking week can destroy a spirit.  I am so tired of this forced positivity that I am trying to utilize (that is NOT fucking working, by the way)...  Not eating.  No cigarettes.  No coffee.  Unemployment.  No home.  Limbo.  Crazy ass roommates.  It's fucking exhausting.  Dear Mr. Universe Lady, can you give me a fucking break?  Please???  FUCK!  (Yeah, I know, I say "fuck" too much.  Fuck it.)

Six Words Saturday

Six Words Saturday is a weekly series at

 Call Me Cate's blog, Show My Face. 

Describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words. [...] Feel free to explain or not explain. Add an image, a video, a song, nothing. [...] All that's necessary to participate is to post your own six words. You can post an explanation if you wish but it's certainly not required.

Mine for this week are:

"I am lovin' life right now!" 

I don't know if it is the fact that Solstice is just around the corner or what, but I have just been in the best of moods the past few days.  The week started out kind of rough - and I am in so much physical pain that I can't sleep or see straight, but I have what I can only liken to hope for the future.  I can feel the changes in the air.  They are almost tangible.  And they are changes for the greater good.  I just know it.  I feel it in my bones!  (Ha-ha!  Maybe THAT's why I am hurting!  Not used to so much positive energy!!!)

Six Words Saturday

Six Words Saturday is a weekly series at

 Call Me Cate's blog, Show My Face. 

Describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words. [...] Feel free to explain or not explain. Add an image, a video, a song, nothing. [...] All that's necessary to participate is to post your own six words. You can post an explanation if you wish but it's certainly not required.

Mine for this week are:

Let's Dance!  You know you wanna!!!

Life's been kinda crappy and nut kickery lately - but rather than waller with all that and let it get me down (or cause me to bite someone's head off), I am choosing to just dance.  Figuratively; literally; spiritually; emotionally - in whatever form the dance chooses to manifest.  If that proves to be a chi-chi shakin' and a smackin' of my own ass good time, then so be.  If it choose to be a wall-eyed screamin' hissy fit - that's okay to.  Workin' in out and movin' it forward is what I am interested in at this point.  There's no sense in keepin' it all bottled up.  And I certainly don't want to sit this one out.  Too many things are going on in my Universe at the moment - I want to be present and in aware and in motion for all of it.

Good times to be had.  Valuable lessons to be learned.  It's all happening!

Just Dance - Lady GaGa

Six Words Saturday

I wish I knew the words...

I found out last week that my childhood/teenage girlfriend killed herself back in October of last year.  I have been hunting for her for more than a year now.  The last time I spoke with her was in October of last year - had to have been within days of her taking her own life.  I wish I would have known the words then to help her heal.  I wish I knew the words now to express how I feel...  In many ways I am happy than she is no longer suffering.  In many more ways, my heart aches for all the suffering she went through.

I just wish I knew the words...

That's all.

Promise To Try (Album Vesion) - Madonna

Six Words Saturday

Six Word Saturdays is a weekly series over at Call Me Cate's very funny blog, Show My Face.

Mine for this week are:

I'm ready for the next chapter...

It's been a rough road these past few months - this entire year, to be honest - but I am looking forward to what lies ahead. I have realized so much. Past people have wandered into my world again; present people have faded out. Priorities have changed. And the possibilities are seemingly endless. "It's all happening..."

And then, this morning, this gal made an appearance... Scritching and scratching her way out onto the page. I hope you enjoy it!

Untitled (as of yet)

In my tree with Natalie

spying on packed bags

and promises broken

I climb a ladder

of stolen pens

and paper scrapped

for inspiration

scrubbing free the

yesterdays

i revel in you as

eraser dust

blown away

nothing more now

than shadowed smudges

on parchment weathered

Spooky Six Word Saturday

That costume doesn't help matters much!

Poor thing thought she was cute!

6 Word Saturday

I am learning to fly again.

[More on that later...]