tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56013377735817110272011-07-28T08:27:32.117-07:00Hot Hot Heathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07933584154695182389noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601337773581711027.post-17458634540981924282008-02-15T12:42:00.000-08:002008-02-15T12:50:27.164-08:00It's a new year. I've neglected my posting.<br /><br />Which is unfortunate because so much has happened since November.<br />Too much.<br /><br />I'm at Toni's. She drives me crazy. <br /><br />My phone is dead-- As always.<br />My folks are coming to town tonight, and I am supposed to pick up Kristin's shiny new toy car to chaufer them in. I'm glad they're here. Maybe I'll be able to stay out of trouble.<br /><br />A beautiful life was lost... My Sam. I feel him everywhere. He's guiding me. I'd say more, but I don't need to start crying in anyone's kitchen.<br /><br />Anyhow-- Life's strange. I have a lot of things that I need to pile together to get mine on the road it belongs on, the one I left when she left. <br /><br />It's been a year. I think I'm finally letting go. Sometimes I wish I knew who you were. But then I think that I'm glad that I don't, this way I'm protected.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5601337773581711027-1745863454098192428?l=officiallyrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hot Hot Heathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07933584154695182389noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601337773581711027.post-19363969551088922992007-11-30T06:18:00.000-08:002007-11-30T06:21:14.964-08:00Great night.<br /><br /><br />You know....<br /><br />Until I got pushed over by Sabrina.<br /><br /><br />And then Ashley bit my arm and drew blood.<br />I told her she was being silly.<br /><br /><br />She back-handed me across the face.<br />My eye is swollen.<br />I look dumb.<br /><br /><br />The shit-fuck-fuckity part is....<br /><br />Mo insisted on being there for me.<br />Then bailed.<br />Then sent me a HORRIBLE message from Krystal's phone.<br />Lame. :(<br /><br /><br />Betch<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5601337773581711027-1936396955108892299?l=officiallyrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hot Hot Heathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07933584154695182389noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601337773581711027.post-46135956676343090252007-11-27T19:05:00.001-08:002007-11-27T19:08:49.341-08:00I told you to leave well-enough alone.<br />You still aren't.<br /><br />Lame.<br />Boo!<br /><br />Your termination papers have been filed.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5601337773581711027-4613595667634309025?l=officiallyrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hot Hot Heathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07933584154695182389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601337773581711027.post-70950798082352298762007-11-27T11:51:00.000-08:002007-11-27T12:22:54.117-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DYWUQTA0MFo/R0x8goPXJCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L4NhD4UbfpE/s1600-h/krstyalspipe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137618174922400802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DYWUQTA0MFo/R0x8goPXJCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L4NhD4UbfpE/s320/krstyalspipe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Don't make plans to show just because you think I want you to show.<br />Don't say you're coming if you know you aren't going to show.</div><br /><div>Don 't say you're coming and not show.<br />Don't allow me to feel crazy when I ask you why you didn't show.<br />Don't make me ask you why you didn't show.</div><br /><div>Don't neglect to break your own plans that you're going to show by not showing.</div><br /><div>Don't pretend you never made plans to show.</div><br /><div>Do not use the word "maybe" when speaking to me.</div><br /><div>Do not say you'll call if you're not going to call.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Or at least take some time to retract all of these things BEFORE not doing what you say you're going to do.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>You will never know how insulted I feel.</div><br /><div>I will only send enormous amounts of catastrophic energy in your direction.</div><br /><div>Beware the bad energy.</div><br /><div>I am a mountain. You will not pass.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>And give me back my fucking pipe, bitch!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5601337773581711027-7095079808235229876?l=officiallyrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hot Hot Heathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07933584154695182389noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601337773581711027.post-75328746552792190342007-11-26T08:00:00.000-08:002007-11-26T08:02:37.596-08:00a blog of my very own.<br />how appropriate.<br /><br />my heart burns.<br />but my mind is eagerly working out the kinks that have knotted over the last ten years.<br />in some ways i'm still thirteen.<br />i'm ready to let go and move on. <br />this will help me tremendously.<br /><br />thank you, baby jesus.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5601337773581711027-7532874655279219034?l=officiallyrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hot Hot Heathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07933584154695182389noreply@blogger.com0