I have
held my tongue
held my breath
held my heart
for way too long.

I just can't keep it in any longer
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
If you are offended by the occasional wirty dord, obscenity, or naked truth please put on your sunglasses.

Wait.

I think you should all put on your sunglasses.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~


Wednesday, June 30, 2010

The Reflexive Property, Metaphysically Speaking

So if it's true that when the student is ready the teacher appears, is the opposite also true?

That when the student is not ready the teacher disappears?

Monday, June 28, 2010

And Oh Yeah:

To the colleague who attempted to heckle me during my tutoring session last week:  Just because I do not "speak up" during faculty meetings does not mean I'm not in attendance...or don't know who you are.

Pretending to be a student is a new low, even for you.

Consider your next step very very carefully. 

Friday, June 25, 2010

Things I Resent Having to Explain


In no particular order:

Neighbor: YOUR TRASH IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY.

+++++++++++++

When I finally break my silence – AT YOUR REQUEST – and speak to you about “what is going on,” I expect you to NOT be texting other people and then ask me to repeat myself because you are “too distracted.”

+++++++++++++

When you ask me a question, expect an answer.

+++++++++++++

No work = failing grade
Failing work = failing grade
Plagiarized work = failing grade
Work from another class = failing grade in my class

+++++++++++++

What you paid for is the privilege of being in my class. Nothing more. Nothing less.

+++++++++++++

My vagina does not have a revolving door.   This does NOT make me “stuck up,” “crazy,” or “unenlightened.” I prefer to wait for the right person than test results.

I have standards.

+++++++++++++

If you choose to violate my boundaries – after I have defined them for you several times – you also choose the consequences.

+++++++++++++

You (and you and you and you and you) do NOT know what is in my “best interest.” In fact, listening your (and your and your and your and your) advice has caused additional destruction.

+++++++++++++

How I cope with my circumstances is MY CHOICE.

+++++++++++++

Cousin: When you said, “Do not contact me for any reason under any circumstances,” I listened.

Aunt: That is why there is no interaction.

Different Cousin: When you told me, “We do not consider you part of the family,” I listened.

All Other Relatives: I do not participate in something of which I am not a part.  

+++++++++++++

As a result of my inability to cope with anything that has occurred since 08/12/09 (except the realization of Love. That is the one saving grace. Without it, I would have killed myself. I’m not kidding.), I am quite ill.

So when I say I cannot drop everything to genuflect for you, I mean it.

By the way: When’s the last time you genuflected for me?

+++++++++++++

MY PROPERTY IS MY PROPERTY. WHAT I CHOOSE TO DO WITH IT IS NONE OF YOUR CONCERN.

+++++++++++++

I am a passionate person. No amount of therapy or medication is ever going to change that; that is how I am hardwired. I cry when I am happy; I cry when I am sad. I cry in the face of great beauty and I will cry when I slap you.

Your choice to react to my passion (which has nothing to do with you) is NOT my problem.

+++++++++++++

Be very, very sure of your facts before you accuse me of impropriety.

+++++++++++++

I love without hesitation.
I love without reservation.
I pay the price.
I accept this.

+++++++++++++

Get. Out. Of. My. Way.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

And Another Thing...

What in the HELL did I do to get kicked out of that bar in Long Beach?

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Blueprint:


What the hell kind of karma do I have going on with you?

             You completely destroyed me.
             No warning, no blink.
             No glance over the shoulder.
             Confident of annihiliation.
             Good work.

How many times do I have to apologize, unclear on the offense?

            I’ve apologized three times in my entire LIFE.
            You’ve received the gift of more.
            Thanklessly.

What in the hell is all this about, anyway?

What the hell?


Sunday, June 20, 2010

Happy Father's Day

This time last year I did not think I would be able to celebrate another Father's Day with my Dad.

Despite it all, he persevered.  Stubborn old coot.

Today, I am on my knees with gratitude. 

Thank you for this day.

Friday, June 4, 2010

I Believe! I Believe!

Maya Angelou came to my small town filled with smaller minds to speak last night.

I sat in the front row.

To endure ALL THAT to sit in the front row as the Queen speaks...

OK.