Weblog of Ghostgirl

Mood: ???
Listening to: humming in my brain

 Ahoy.   I thought I was going to fall asleep while this was loading.   The funny part is,  I have high speed.    I am just distracting myself from working out.  That is what I am getting ready to do.    But it is so boring and it takes some energy.  I am waiting for that energy to come my way.         So it is with regret that I announce that I have nothing to say today.      I am counting the ticks and tocks of my clock.    

    I am going to dinner tonight.   My wedding anniversary is tomorrow .  8 years..... damn.         My husband thought it was today... and made dinner reservations.     Silly men.     I wont complain about   going out to dinner though.    Im wondering if I should get him a card.      Of course I should.  But I should give it to him today.    I will officially change our anniversary this year.   Why the hell not?       

     My fave day of the year is coming up....  Halloween.     I decided not to have a party this year.   I might not even dress up.    I've had the blues.        The thought of the holidays are depressing  me already.    I will just take my son trick or treating.   Maybe get smashed and hand out candy.   Well Ive got plenty of time to plan that.    So peace out.   Im going to go do some crunches and torture myself.        

Mood: Pissed off at my cats
Listening to: AFI

  I am really here.       I went to a far away place.   But now I am back.    I hope the void was disturbing and interrupted your sleep.   They have changed this place.   It feels new and confusing.  

   I feel like a slippery, slimy , gooey newborn.    What is this thing called PLASMA????       Actually,  I am sure this substance is what has been sustaining me.       I could of said FROG  SNOT  was the answer, but I didnt.     

  These new fonts are fun.     I feel like I am at a party.   A colorful "pick your font" party.   Who brought the "pick your coolest bottle" of wine.      Please pour me a glass.  I am in need .    Hey...speaking of wine, since  you brought it up.........   I bought a fun bottle of  VAMPIRE wine and it is actually from TRANSYLVANIA.   The lady who sold it to me said it actually comes from ROMANIA.    COOL SHIT and even cooler wine.        

  I cannot bring myself to open it.     It is one of my most prized posessions.     Im a dork.    So its official.   Speaking of official......    RED BULL RULES.       I dont care if that has nothing to do with what I said.    I want to levitate.

Anyone wanna give me the magic recipe?? Im sure you wont tell me. Oh damn.... its an ancient chinese hidden secret?   Did  I offend anyone Chinese?   Good.      Give me your damn hidden secret.   I will not tell.   magic Rule #3   No dorks allowed.    

   So I had my cat declawed....  he was an evil bastard.    He deserved it....  waaaaaa   waaaaaa...     In that respect.... I should be having myself declawed.    But I hate pain.   Im a bitch.    Humans are bitches.     But  RED BULL makes me a SUPER BITCH.          So give me your bitchyfaggy comments.   
Did I offend you?     GOOD

My how time has flown.     I was just here yesterday.    Which has somehow become tomorrow but not quite today.     Time is  a twisted pretzel.     Let me expand on that:

                Salty and chewy.    My toungue sings a hymn of happiness.    Life is good.   Life is a pretzel.

                I  can make this my main meal.   Or I can have it as an afternoon snack.   It can be completely  satisfying, and sustain my hunger. Or this pretzel can leave me hungry,  craving something even more tasty and salty for later.    Life is twisted.   Life is a pretzel.

            Sometimes  I need a small piece,  just a taste.   Sometimes I need more....     2 pretzels at once.     When this happens,  I realize how greedy I have become.    Life is indulgence.  Life is a pretzel. Eat at your own RISK

I bid you adieu............. So crap.   I am a little freaked out about the black spots.        Are they for real?     OK.. Let me  explain what I am going insane about. 

   A long time ago,  on a planet far far away, did I start to meditate. Now in the course of this meditation,  I noticed a beautiful white dot, so bright and clear.   Well, this dot would get brighter and lighter and shinier....and my mind would follow...  follow.. follow.       It was a good guide,     Jump forward 1 yr. later

     I start to notice a black dot in my vision.   ????!!!!?????!!!!

           Should I follow the black dot or the white dot?

   So crap.  I follow the black one.   It cant really be an evil black spot of hatred?     YEA RIGHT!     Turns out, it was a good dot.

 Good, because it has led me to a wonderful path.  A dark and secretive path.   But I have to try really hard to stay on that dot path.. and not let that bright shiny sparkly white path get in my way.  

My cats are lovely.  I got my little one castrated/    He is taking it very well.   So goodbye. farewell and fair is the sky

Mood: Moody

Hello blog.   Did U miss me?    I missed myself.    Its been a long time since I wrote you and you just sat there and took it.      Im not sure if anything "new" has happened.   Because everyday I wake up "new" shit happens.   That just means I have a life.     I am watching my in-laws cat while they are on vacation.   It takes me 45 minutes to get to their house.         The cat hates me and had what sounded like an asthma attack when I try to pet her.   Which is really strange.   Most animals like me just fine.  I will not take it personally.  No sir ree sir rah.    I shall look at myself in the mirror and repeat.... " I am a nice human.  I love my feline friends.. and they love me"    If I say this 10 times while standing on one foot.... Then put a feather in my hair....  I will become one with this cat.    So meowifify and purritify my soul.       Will someone please bring me my catnip!!!!!!         Moving on.   I am trying to get tickets for THE ELLEN show that is coming to Universal.   I applied for them online.   But you have to wait and see if they decide you are worthy.  I am saying now to the spirits of good luck that I am worthy of these tickets!    I am!   I am!   I cant whistle and I cant snap....  but I still have worth damnit!!!!!!!!      So blog....  I end this with a simple request.        Let thy pages of font and color bestow a sort of magical rainbow which wraps me in thy loveliness and joy...  A pure spectrum of inner illumination.  Which will light the way to a true and real outer path of satisfaction and completion.       Sure thing...   the catnip is working.