4 posts tagged “she wants revenge”

That there'd be torn up photos and lonely nights
Cursing crying and drawn out fights
Make up sex and a brand new start
Broken promises for broken hearts
Torn up photos and lonely nights
Cursing crying and drawn out fights
Make up sex and a brand new start
Broken promises for broken hearts

I wanna wish you away, I wanna wish you away
I wanna wish you away, I wanna wish you away?
I wanna kiss you away

It started out as my ankle. 

The pain was towards the back in between my lateral malleolus in my Achilles.  Since then it has slightly moved to the bottom/outside portion of my foot.  Sometimes it barely hurts, sometimes I want to cry.

What happened...

At work when it gets to be closing time myself and the person I'm working with take I've found that we tend to get out faster if I do the dishes so I've become the closing dishwasher so to say.  When I do the dishes I put my headphones on and jam out. 

Well, not too long ago the Terrorist introduced me to a new band who rocks.  There was one song the did and I asked him to add it to my mp3 player.  He did, along many others a few of which were by this band.  The band... She Want's Revenge.  The song... Tear you apart...

Listen and love...

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Is it not fabulous? 

It warms me deep down in the cockles of my heart.

One day ... someone will walk up to me and do this...  and I will completely cream my jeans.  (Sorry for the graphic-ness but... it's true)

Now, because he put other songs on my mp3 player and I listen to this one so much there have been times when the other She Wants Revenge's songs have played.  First it started because I couldn't switch the song fast enough then it turned into a conscious choice to leave them playing because they rocked.

Well at work the other day I was listening to She Want's Revenge and jamming out while doing dishes.  My co-worker brought the ice cart thing out back to be filled.  As I was dancing around I learned the hard way that the ice cart is tilted in a way that means you and sit on the front but not the back.  I kind of sat on the back and went to push it with me on it and it tipped.  The lid came off, bopped me in the head and ice when EVERYWHERE.  It was bad. 

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This is song that was playing when this happened. 

It's fabulous. 

But as you listen to it I'm sure you can understand how it's possible.  Because it is in-fact such a fucking great song.

Now, I'm not sure if this is really what happened to my foot or not but my foot started bothering me the day after this happened... so it would make sense.

I'm sitting at Seven Virtues using and abusing Lesley's new laptop and I just realized that no one else is here.  I think they close soon.  Hmm... maybe I should go.

but instead I'm going to blog cause I'm cool like that.

I have no reefer and that saddens me greatly!!
I also fucked up my ankle and that too saddens me.

Why don't I have any reefer you ask?
'Cause I smoked it all. 
I generally get my reefer from the T's neighbor and I meant to call him to see if I could get some today before work but I totally forgot.  Why?  'Cause I was stoned.  Smart, huh?  Oh well.  I shouldn't smoke.  I should just go to bed anyway.

My ankle...
I'm not positive but I'm pretty sure I fucked it up at work. 
The details are kind of involved and somewhat embarrassing but the condensed version... I fell.
And I blame She Wants Revenge (because god knows I'm not to blame for ANYTHING in my life)
The good news (if I recall correctly from my massage training) because it hurts during active and not passive movement that means its a muscle injury (not a ligament injury) which means if I tough it out it'll probably get better in a few days.
Possibly, if I get the motivation, I'll explain later with visual or audio aids.

For now, I'm going to go crawl into the magical bed and drift off to Happy Friday thoughts.  'Cause TOMORROW IS MY FRIDAY!

I want to fucking tear you apart!!

It's public Kudos Time! 
Yay!... public kudos time!

Today... the kudos go to a lot of people.  Why?  I'm not really sure, maybe it's because I'm happy and wanna share the love.  Maybe it's because I know a lot of awesome people.  Or maybe it's because I'm a dork for doing "Public Kudos" on my blog.

The first is to Lesley and the Terrorist.  For introducing me to Fiona.  The new love of my life.  She's fabulous!  Between the two of them they played her just enough for me to get hooked.  Then the Terrorist put some Fiona (and other stuff) on my mp3 player and it's FUCKING AWESOME!  She Want's revenge - Tear you apart.  Awesome awesome song.

Okay so there were more kudos than that but I'm baked and I've TOTALLY lost my train of thought so I'm just gonna end the Kudo portion of this entry and move on to the rambling.

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I love this song.
The Jeep Song.  The Dresden Dolls. 
Nate made me listen to it because every time I saw a Greenish Outback or Forester  or a cop car... I freaked.  Then I heard the song and laughed because it was pretty much my theme song.

Ahhh... Back to Fiona. 

I hung out with The Terrorist (aka Tall Boy) yesterday.  I met his kid which.... I don't know.  It was really cool.  When he mentioned it I was a bit surprised that he was asking then surprise moved to nervousness.  Why was I nervous to meet a kid when all kids pretty much love me?  No fucking idea... but I was.  And then there's always that... "I'm fucking your daddy" thing going on in the back of my head that I think kids can see cause they're such perceptive little buggers.  I had a great time though.  Little T (for lack of better nickname) is one heck of a smart 8 year old.  With a vocabulary that is probably just as good as mine.  (Not that mine is all that special but for an 8 year old I think it's pretty impressive.)  We all hung out, watch some Tv, played with some LEGO'S (I fucking love LEGO'S) ate dinner then Little T went to bed and Big T and I hung out for a bit longer.  Big T walked me downstairs as I was leaving which turned in to a nice make-out session then I left.

Now because I'm me and I share A LOT with my friends, Lesley and I got talking about this make-out session when she got home.  We've come to the conclusion that we like making out.  (Not together for all you pervs out there.)  Just in general.  It's fun.  And though I am I bit of a perverted type and do love sex, it's nice to make out once and awhile and not have it turn to sex.  At least not right off.  Granted... I say this now, but last night on the drive home I was singing a TOTALLY different tune.

I have 9mins left. 
I haven't really done anything online that I was supposed to. 
But then again I think I forgot everything I wanted to do.

I have two interviews. 
Monday and Tuesday.
Ones for a place in Tigard the other is for Paddy's downtown.

I need to clean.  My place is much messier than it was supposed to be.  Or something like that.
Cookies.  I want to make cookies.

My uterus hurts. 
It keeps starting to shed.  Then stops. 

FUCKING BLEED ALREADY!!

I need to pee.