Tonight he came home and pretended that someone had it worse than Me.
They don't.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
My Plan...
My Mother told me to 'get a plan'.
How about I give her custody of the kids and become a homeless person?
That would solve the problem.
I could just disappear...
How about I give her custody of the kids and become a homeless person?
That would solve the problem.
I could just disappear...
How Fucking Dare I...?
You started it Prick.
You were the one who rang up in the middle of ordering a meal with my Parents and Sister's.
I know. I shouldn't have been out.
How fucking dare I.
You were the one who rang up in the middle of ordering a meal with my Parents and Sister's.
I know. I shouldn't have been out.
How fucking dare I.
Monday, March 27, 2006
Why Not Me The Same...?
How come Gemnastic's blog is so popular and mine's not?
All she's doing is writing about her Life and she's well-known for it.
Why not me the same?
All she's doing is writing about her Life and she's well-known for it.
Why not me the same?
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Car-pooling...
Do the Wiggle's really need to car-pool?
Still?
Murray must get sick of those bums hitching a lift in the Big Red Car everywhere they go.
I hope they throw in for fuel.
Still?
Murray must get sick of those bums hitching a lift in the Big Red Car everywhere they go.
I hope they throw in for fuel.
I Do...
Thoughts are fleeting
Time is streeting
A head is better than none.
Take a pill and feel the thrill
Then forget the damage that's done.
Carnage. Wastage. Garbage. Rubbish-there
Ain't no word that rhymes with rubbish.
Not unless you'll count in rubber-ish
Rubbery. Robbery. Two-bob bobbery
Bibbity-bobbity-boo.
The point is that I don't Not need Him
The point is that...
I do.
Time is streeting
A head is better than none.
Take a pill and feel the thrill
Then forget the damage that's done.
Carnage. Wastage. Garbage. Rubbish-there
Ain't no word that rhymes with rubbish.
Not unless you'll count in rubber-ish
Rubbery. Robbery. Two-bob bobbery
Bibbity-bobbity-boo.
The point is that I don't Not need Him
The point is that...
I do.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Give It Time...
The only reason he's attracted to her is because he doesn't know about her mood swings... yet.
Job Interview Quip One...
"Please find enclosed a copy of my C.V....
It has been many years since I've had the need for one."
It has been many years since I've had the need for one."
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Has-Beens...
Why would I be a Trade-in for a new model?
I'm a better root than I was when I was seventeen. And twenty-five.
I'm better looking.
Better hair. Better clothes.
Just Better.
Men are the ones who should be afraid they will be traded in.
Has-beens.
I'm a better root than I was when I was seventeen. And twenty-five.
I'm better looking.
Better hair. Better clothes.
Just Better.
Men are the ones who should be afraid they will be traded in.
Has-beens.
I Would Rather...
I would rather break up than have one more fight with You.
Why fuck me if you don't love me?
Why put me throught That?
Why fuck me if you don't love me?
Why put me throught That?
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Burnt Chop Syndrome...
You'll be pleased to hear that I have recovered from Burnt Chop Syndrome.
Last night I had four lamb chops cooked just the way I like them.
Not a hint of pink.
Last night I had four lamb chops cooked just the way I like them.
Not a hint of pink.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
In Theory...
Drug-sniffing dogs should be able to trace the drug-dealers.
It's a theory and I'm sticking to it.
It's a theory and I'm sticking to it.
Fifteen Years...
It's been fifteen years since we met.
But to Him I may as well be the one-night-stand who never went away.
But to Him I may as well be the one-night-stand who never went away.
Guilty Your Honour...
All my life I have been guilty of the simplest thing.
An inability to ask for help.
An inability to ask for help.
Words Of Wisdom...
'There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you"
Nelson Mandela 1994.
Nelson Mandela 1994.
Cover Your Bases...
Maybe everyone should start leaving out twenty dollars, a full bottle of Scotch and a foily of grass for thieves.
And a tin of petrol perhaps.
And a tin of petrol perhaps.
Give A Fuck...
Why am I the only one who wants to fix this?
Why am I the only one who cares enough to try?
You act like you're doing me a favour going to marriage counselling.
If you could be bothered to give a fuck I sure would appreciate it.
Why am I the only one who cares enough to try?
You act like you're doing me a favour going to marriage counselling.
If you could be bothered to give a fuck I sure would appreciate it.
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