I'm just thinking that I've had quite a gay day. Not just in terms of being happy, but also the other way. Not me, personally, but I went to my friends house, drank some beer, had a laugh and watched Queer as Folk. Then watched The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel. Great film, funny and poignant all at the same time. I'm also happy because, well, I have friends and I also have my Kitten. The little things matter. Having a beer, a giggle and a laugh with my friend always makes me see that and makes me happy to be alive. Having Aria? That's the icing on the cupcake. I just want to hug her right now.
Many people will walk in and out of your life; only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
Do I have enough wallpaper?
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"
Had a dream where I was warning my friends of a certain danger... but I forgot what it was.
I'm in the cold I got to pee but I can.
should i take shower with cold water now or wait for the hot water !!!!!
There is alot of things on my mind but I wish one of them wasn't about you... =_=
I just made a fresh loaf of bread for my daughter.. do I slice a piece off or not before I give it to her?
Bummer! I want to score and comment on LarryFNigh's work, because I really like it, but for some reason, I can't.
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"
Right, so I write a poem, designed to make people cry. What happens? The buggers laugh. Why? Do you not get that there's a poignancy to death, and to the poem? The man is in the ground for goodness sake! Yeah, it's absurd, but that doesn't mean that absurd can't be poignant. I do write absurd and silly things, but not all the time. Sometimes I am being serious, and I'd really like people to stop trying to fit me into a genre. I'm not funny. Not intentionally. Sometimes my poems and stories take a bit of interpretation, so maybe bear that in mind next time you read something of mine.
Hey Shotgun011, if you ask someone a question, it's rather rude to block him. That makes it hard to answer the question, but it's the Big or the Mighty Deuce. You also denied me the chance to apologize for my mistake, because you were right. I did calculate the age of the ship wrong, she was launched in '74, and 2007 minus 1974 isn't 43 but 33. But since when is a calculation error a reason to block someone? I scored your story a five, can't you handle a little criticism?
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"
I sure wish more people were less thin skinned.
A friend of mine was speaking to me about dog's bollocks. A person neither of us knew stopped as they were passing us. They got upset at our profane language in public. I explained what we were talking about (cheat plug here; read my latest story to find out about dog's bollocks) and they seemed to calm down. I then said "What does it matter, are you the language police?" They began yelling and screaming and I just stood there astonished at the response. My silence seemed to only upset them more. They were red in the face, spittle in the corners of their mouth, and veins almost visibly throbbing mad. I tried to calm them down, be deferential, and apologize, but to no avail. Everything I did seemed to wind them up more. I was not really mad, just embarrassed as everyone was watching in the imminent area. There was only two possible things left for me to do. I could have left, but that is not my style. So I started screwing with their mind. Making little faces, smiling at them, and I even yawned. I thought their head was going to explode. I was a bad boy. Just too thin skinned by far. If they had been a little less thin skinned (not to mention nosey), they would not have been upset and look foolish; and I would not have wound up looking childish. (but honestly is was a bit of fun)
You can't get there from here, because when you get there you're still here and here is now there. despite not being fully awake yet and needing coffee, I'm good.
I have a brand new amazing tablet that I LOOOVE.
And a new special friend I've talked to on the cell phone already. I miss you, by the way.