Dancing Goddess; Life on the Dance Floor

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Your Joke of the Day from Nick Thune. Watch his stand-up highlights here. 

Untitled (March 22-23 2014)

One step in front of the other, smile the worlds your stage. Never let them see those tears, never show your rage. 
Never let them know you’re hurt as you type upon this page, just lock down all your feelings, and put them in a cage.  
Try to keep an open heart, as you numb away your pain.  One day it will hurt a little less, one day you will feel sane.  
They say that with a little pain there is eventual gain, One day the memory of that hurt will be less inside your brain.  
Once upon a time I dreamt that you and I would last, The time we had together seemed to go away too fast.  
I never thought I’d look upon this as part of my past, You really had my heart from the moment the spell upon us cast.   
I never saw the news you told me, it took me by surprise, I feel the world was swept from under, and leaves me with tons of whys.  
I really don’t want this to end, to say a final goodbye, I wish and pray with all my might, that this was a bunch of lies.  
I wonder what it all went wrong, what is the missing spark? The time that we shared together, leaves my heart with a mark.  
It makes also wonder, if it was done on a whim for a lark, It’s left me really confused, and feeling really dark.  
I’ll try my best to keep it light, and to remain a close friend.  I’ll try to keep this going because I don’t want it to end.  
I hope the outward message, is of happy and peace I send, So that my heart will one day soon begin upon it’s mend.  

Untitled (March 12th - March 18th 2014)

I’m at the edge of my seat in awe and wonder

How the hell did this happen I do ponder,

Are my eyes playing some sort of trick,

As I look at the positive on the pee stick 

Holy f—-ing s—t I say, 

as the world around me begins to sway, 

There is seriously no f—-ing way, 

That I’m f—-ing pregnant on this very day.  

I guess that there were signs that I could see, 

Like in the middle of the night having to go pee, 

My boobs where tender and my mood is too, 

My insides are cramping and I feel like poo.  

So what do I do, and who do I tell, 

I feel like I’m alone in this 9th ring of hell, 

Until I see the monitor of the ultrasound, 

And then it hits me in a way that’s profound.  

All that’s there is a centimeter of matter, 

That makes my heart go pitter patter, 

This is my miracle that’s inside, 

it makes me happy it makes me cry.  

It makes me wonder what could have been, 

If only our situation was different then we’re in.  

Would we have kept this bundle of joy, 

Would it be a girl or would it be a boy?

My time with you will end too soon, 

I know I’d love you to the moon, 

But someday soon I’ll say goodbye, 

And someday soon over you I’ll cry.  


Four Letter Word (August 2013)

(The writing process can be a painful experience, especially when it concerns matters of the heart, especially when you come to the painful realization that you are misinformed as to what is real and what is not.  Having an epiphany, I decided it’s time to write, and write I did.  Just an FYI, there is probably about 5 different 4 lettered words that could be considered associated with this poem; two of them would surprise those who think they know me)

I really wish I was your fave, 
Your touch, your closeness I jones, I crave, 
You know just how to make me cave, 
I can’t say no, I’m not that brave. 

Call it what you will, friends with a benefit, 
Has left me jaded, and want the end of it, 
You are a drug to me, I’m addicted from each hit, 
But at the of the day it’s left me in such a fit. 

From that first touch you left me addicted, 
The messages you send leave me conflicted, 
Though we’re not together, you kept me restricted, 
Unless it’s a benefit to you, just as predicted. 

My introduction to those letters that you gave, 
Hit me with a crash like a tidal wave, 
You were my anchor, my save, 
And all I was was your willing slave 

Rose colored glasses of yesterday’s past, 
Started to fade, not meant to last, 
Not sure when the spell that you cast, 
Had started to break but break it did fast. 

I know when you look at me, I know you see her, 
The one in your heart of hearts you would prefer, 
To ask of why you always deter, 
Unless its to prove a point then always, sure. 

Who could predict those four letters would spell the end, 
Would change the course of our lives my friend, 
Those letters can’t exactly be unsend, 
And can’t put this heart on mend 

I’ll always wish I was your fave, 
It’s your touch I’ll always crave, 
I hope our friendship is worth the save, 
For every time we meet I’ll pretend I’m brave. 



Crossroads (May 2013)

It gets harder and harder each time I see you, to let you go.
Not having that much courage, I’ll never let you know.
Each touch, each kiss is like a balm for this broken heart,
Each time I go to leave you, it breaks it back apart.

I’m now upon this crossroads, invisible to your eye,
To stay here or to leave here, I feel I’m going to die.
To tell you the truth would set me free but bring me complications,
Because I’m not sure it would change this path, our final destinations.

I’d hate to lose what I perceive, this benefit of you as a friend,
But feelings like this when not reciprocated take a downward trend.
Now should I be wrong, I have been before, it would be a lovely surprise.
But if I were right, what would be so much worse, would be a pretty little lie.

So here I’m torn, do I tell or do I hide,
This feeling of love I feel inside,
Do I turn away and never come back,
Into your arms, oh heart attack?!

Someday soon, I will move on,
Because one day soon you will be gone,
Please be kind to me when you do,
Or our friendship will soon be gone too.


Permalink Today I decided to make this my screen lock picture (previously it was my sweet nieces, who I live very much), because I needed to be reminded what this picture represents to me. 
I saw this picture over a month ago while at work, and it made me smile. Britney was going through a terrible time in her life during the time this pic was taken; this was probably not going to be the only time she was going to go through a period of craptactular events, but she got past it, and did get back on the horse to do some great things. To me, this represents that even though life looks pretty dark right now, eventually all things pass, and there will be better days ahead. 
There was a week in 2009 that lead to some pretty dark things in my life, and as a result of some of the things that came out of it, there have been some great things that have happened since then. Though right now I am seeing dark results of some of the things that happened, I have to remember; if Britney got through 2007, I can get through today, and the future todays that will threaten the good in my life. 
To those I know hurting right now; I know it is a cold comfort knowing that it will get better, especially when it looks like it is falling apart. I offer you strength and hope. After all, if Britney can get past the weirdness of 2007, so can we get past this bad time in our lives. Hugs.
Permalink hmmm, yes, one of my favorite things :-)
Permalink yourloudupstairsneighbor:

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Permalink thetangential:

Best/realest tweets of the week, 1/6-1/12/12

That is awesome