Copy & Paste...Gaga steals Taste!

http://www.kontraband.com/pics/26563/Lady-Copypasta/

NUFF SAID!!

dare to be original, dare to replicate originality!

Boot Camp Cashed

Boot Camp class at LA Fitness....NO JOKE....do not attempt this if you are expecting to have an easy work out your "FIRST" time. I didn't....Shelby didn't....it was a nightmare. and i'm sore today :( very sore, like i want an ICE Bath.  However, to suck it up, Shelby and I will be going again tonight and doing another class. We need to stay motivated.

My life in writing

This is an original, one i wrote at 1:47 am on 12/27/2002, i remember the day/night to a tee. i remember what i was feeling, thinking and even wearing.  I spent christmas by myself. i was miserable. hence the title.

He's Misery

Misery speaks in a way i can't relate

and he dilutes his reality with that which i hate

but his spontenunity refreshes all logic

and in retrospect reflects on all nostalgic

He cries in pain not self inflicted

and avoids withdrawls because he's addicted

he withers away and searches for clues

that'll redirect his path to you

Misery beats, tortures and mends

corrupts the habitual, and ceases to end

devious routes in which he'll travel

truth be told he'll soon unravel

Mindless acts of pure indulgence

equals harmful signals of his convulsions

sympathy embarked a trail unseen

unhappiness apparent and pleasure between

Misery bleeds though his blood not read

and silence a trend and soon he'll be dead

the painful bliss that haunts our souls

are signs of weakness of no self control

Decisive acts that prove stability

leave questions of doubt and authentic ability

counterfeit feelings and false apprehensions

misery speaks beyond comprehension.

tell what you think. i'm curious. i've never shared this with anyone. i'm curious. (repeat)

Stay Tuned....

Judas?

well much anticipation has been made recently, of the next released single by Lady Gaga, since the success of Britney recently, though i don't think those two are competing, i think the fan bases are.  However, since Britney has just appeared on Rihannas remix of S&M, Britney is even more all over the place.

Well Gaga surprised her fans with a release of her next single, Judas.  Starting to sound a lot like some of her previous work... and i'm not saying that because i'm not a fan, but because i enjoy music and i don't quite see the appeal. doesn't sound groundbreaking to me. tell me what you think!!!

http://gagadaily.com/2011/04/song-premiere-lady-gaga-judas/#more-17642

Deepest Apologies

well, i did what i thought i would end up doing and that was fall off the "updating my blog" wagon and just realized i haven't posted since 4/4/11.  Not exceptable.  So much stuff has happened and will be happening that i need to catch everyone up.  I also found the very poem that i fell in love with that i wrote in 2002...it was when i realized i want to write, very few in more then 1 or 2 have ever seen it. :) so i'll be sharing that as well.

I'll be updating the road trip endeavors.....and funny quotes, and before i do... Marcus, so glad you came. you were the perfect roadtrip companion.

Kim gets married tomorrow, sad to say that she did not bulk up with creatine so she'll still have her devilishly sleek and slender figure with legs to die for :)  I'll post pics and updates from that as well.

I also went to the Raveonettes concert on 4/11 with Pumps (heather hardgrove) OH YEAH SHE'S BACK.... man it has been a while since i've updated. 

Sleigh Bells is next friday, as well as Willies birthday celebration, so excited. wow, have lots to catch up on.

UCONN Men's Basketball # 1 baby, winning the national championship :)

Stay Tuned....

First Piece Of NEW Writing...in almost 6 years

nothing special, nothing long and thoughtful and definitely not my finest, but i was writing over the weekend, and came up with this: i didn't know how to finish it, i don't have a title for it and i 'm not sure what to make of it. but it's a little poem i wrote. enjoy it.

It’s heavy, when the darkness falls and light as a feather when redemption calls

It’s force fed sympathy and reaches a brim, but sinks with solitude when asked to swim

It’s weak in the knees, a feeling so trite, but gathers it’s strength when its told to fight

It’s bruises are blue and swelling is black, it’s lost in translation there’s no coming back

It follows the shadows that conquers your fears, it softens it’s touch to dry your tears

It lay inert it often plays dead, but defenses are down and theres trouble ahead

The throbbing of guilt, the panic arises, the salt in the wounds like spoiled surprises.

The scent of relief is almost as crude, as the feelings of freedom begin to seclude