© This flame is on… Almost

MONDAY:
Stupid good deeds especially over the holiday. You just feel you have to do the right thing and that’s what I did. I mean we are all sitting in traffic not going anywhere I give this guy the go ahead to get in and I get a honk from the guy behind me I screamed out Merry Christmas he didn’t like that, the guy gave me the finger. Needless to say I told him to go in peace. I’m lucky I’m still alike; they’re some crazy f4ckers out here.

I don’t’ want to talk about TUESDAY…

WEDNESDAY:
I had a weird yet meaningful dream: I was walking the dogs in a park and I felt hot but it was snowing but I still took my jacket off, Madonna was across the street stretching and the band Augustana was pointing towards the sky as they serenade a group of people around them, but no one wasn’t looking towards the sky but as I did I noticed a bird falling and landed dead at my feet and I picked it up and it began to flap it wings I let it go but before the bird flew away it bit me pinky finger i began to bleed Damn bird; just saved its life and it bit me…

That evening I was contacted by a friend I haven’t heard from in months and I felt really bad that this whole time I wanted to call her; her name and number is in my contact to do a bit of catching up but I would get catch up into something else. Then out of the blue she calls me reminding me about there annual Christmas Party and If I was going to come. I didn’t know what to say because I haven’t spoken to her since, hell I haven’t talk with her in a long a$s time…



THURSDAY:
I wanted people to call me but I didn’t want to talk. I just wanted to text text text, I received 10,000 text messages last month and I sent 4,000 now this text are from people, groups Aim Yahoo and Msn Mess. I AM NOT PROUD to display this number.
I honestly think, no, I am a text message and SK3 addict addict. I even text message my parents and it will only be a matter of time before a pill will be on the market call handheld pill.


FRIDAY:
This flame is on… almost and I’m in the mood for a good feel good cry, I’m going to go see “The Pursuit of Happiness” tomorrow night and with the positive message of that movie and “will the flood behind me burn out the fire inside me” (AFI –The Missing Frame) I’m going to channel whatever emotion I have and whatever it is that I’m looking for into one.

Then again for the Whole Week:
You ever heard a song and you just wanted to do exactly what that song is telling you to do.
The two songs that is on repeat in my car and in the office:

“Boston”
Think i need a sunrise; I’m tired of the sunset,i hear it's nice in the summer, some snow would be nice...Boston...where no one knows my name...

And

“Dirt off Your Shoulder”
If you feelin like a pimp *beep* go and brush your shoulders offLadies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off.

That doesn’t mean I’m going to Boston to become a pimp, hahaha. No, I think there is something about me I have to change; I feel I am doing the same thing over and over again.

“Do something to be someone or be someone and do something” - Emme

© Almost Kiss

I'm sitting behind my desk staring at the bulletin board with pictures of my family my favorite NASCAR drivers; 8 & 99, a sexy pic of Jensen Ackles from his Soap days, the calendar with the date number 17, 18 and 25 circled in red. Old tic stub from concerts I went too in the past and a pic of you and me staring into the camera of my SK3.

With Aerosmith Dream On in the background I let my mind drift into a daydream about you and me.

You walked by me and with a smile you stop because I know you will be back to see me.I said something funny and you smile, then it began to rain so you took a hold of my hand and we both ran for cover under a tree that appeared out of nowhere, it was a big tree with leaves the size of a fan blade protecting us. My hair is wet and I don't care. I am shivering and a blanket appeared and you wrapped us both in it.
We are that close now and you leaned in to kiss me and I'm ready for it... Here it comes...

Then I say this and I don't know why but I do:
Would you marry me? We can go up in the mountain to live. We can be wild and care free. We can take baths in the same river forest animals take baths, take a dump in and play in. We can both let our hair grown down to our feet, I don't have to shave nothing and if you want I can braid your beard/hair. We can make up our own language, like unga for sex, stitck for cooking, allabamwa for stink. We can scratch each other scalps like the monkies do, we can embrace the mosquitoes as they bite us fiercely as we freely run naked in the woods, we can build a house with the leaves from this tree and we can both pretend we can build a fire and dance naked around it.Really would you marry me?

You gave me a funny look and he moved back, needless to say I did not get that kiss and the daydream was so over, oh well.