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Jesse is being battered by George the Giant Storm..I think...
Oh my gosh hon, E-Man after you... I'll go bow and saw a prayer now. lol. thanks for responding. That was too funny him hooking you up already. I love it!! Yeah, you can pretty much tell you have a pretty cool dude as friend in him. He's serious and really helps you. And he's funnier than crap, and makes you almost pee yourself half the time. I'm gonna get you E-man!! Uhh.. just joking there buddy ole pal!!! ha ha! Take care, Dorrie
Do you have a crush on Eman Dorrie ;)
Is it those big muscles?
....Can't blame me for trying.. I didn't exactly want to put an add in Craigslist; young woman in need of best gay friends.
And there are no White Castles in my area! wtff?
@Dorrie
I just wanted to say hi and that I like your personality.. Very warm and kind.. and your crush(?) on e-man is kinda cute .... :)
Shhh Crista, we don't know for sure if she's crushing on Eman yet :p
Yeah, I like Dorrie though, she's fun.
By the way have you noticed how much you're copying me these days. Just saying, I started the @Whoever thing, and the appearing offline? It's cool if you wanna use my style, but a time will come when I need a favour... And you won't be allowed to refuse!!
I learn from the best... I take what I like and implement it.. it's that simple.
And besides; Plenty of ppl here go invisible and do the @ thing !
"jsdfkn knsdf ,nsaekfac ksdf,n ,asndf ,nasedf,"
That's as easy as it gets, and makes about as much sense sometimes. LOL The hard work is the editing and turning this into real words that someone can understand. Although, it is possible to "blah blah balh" with real meaning. If you are a Rush fan, here is a link to their Rock Hall of Fame inductee ceremony, where Alex Lifeson gives his acceptance speech. This is very funny.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2i2ZbJnkFEY
@Crista:
Hmm. I've got my eyes on you young lady... I have got my eyes on you.
http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9...niafo1_500.gif
:)
@Lee: I wrote a book in 2011, around 140 pages. That was pretty tiring. It got used as part of a package for some anxiety program. Not sure where it ended up. It was mainly about zen, and relaxation though, so less of a logical theme. Made it easier to get through. I can imagine a book written by a physics teacher, involving goal oriented processes does indeed take it's take to set up! Serves you right though for making all those kids suffer through psychics for years LOL
Hilarious!!! Happy Anxious People!!! weird......absorbing energy, must absorb.. LMAO!! :) @ LMAO!!
I don't even know what it is!!!....Seriously!!!! HELP!!! explain.....:)
Now at least you know what my avatar @ avatar is..it's me!!!...:D
@Enduro: Looking sharp in shades bruh
@James...LMAO!
Yes, my Neo shades (The Matrix) of course..
Thanks bruh!
HAAHA!! I like that,,thank you friend. :)
IDE usually put something funny but just got a call that my son who's in jail just got jumped again. Fourth fight with a leg thT almost got amputated in the service but a rod from his hip to knee is holding it together. Right after the wreck he found out he made Special For es and got discharged. My other son took too many Ecstacys and died for a few secs but paddles brought him back. Two weeks later my other son slit both wrists to the bone and stole a car in a blackout and is in jail now. I don't know how bad he is but they just said not good I'm thousands of miles away and just want to see his face. I'm FRIEKING out. Not crushing on E-man. He's the first one I told all this too when I joined and if not for his advice I don't know how is made it through Christmas. Great guy. I'm too stressed to be funny. Sorry Dorrie
Yeah, what Frankie said. We joke when things are going easy, but when life is hard we are very serious.
That sounds so rough for you Dorrie. I am powerless to do anything other than wish you good luck.
I'd give you a big hug if I could. We are here if you ever need to talk things over.
wow what a list!u really do have a good sense of humor.i think 3 or 4 of those will av me drowning in despair, u really do have strength in u man!keep on seeing the positive side of them:)
It's pep-talk time, enough suffering because this isn't your sufferage to bear or endure..
Well, I went to yet again, fix my daughters car. She uses a cell phone charger in the car and leaves it pushed in all night. It's like holding the cigarette lighter in for 8 hours. Drained the battery. Had to take it out, bring it home, charge it, take it back, install it, and throw that damn phone charger across the street onto someones rooftop. I also put her into another car, it seems that the one she drives, doesn't agree with her in fact, I don't either at times more often than not.
When I went to take her over there to pick the car up, I noticed that my car has been egged. Yes, someone threw an egg at the front and back. They know that my daughter sometimes uses that car too. It isn't the first time something has happened to that car. Both hubcaps had been knocked off, kicked, broken. The hood had been crushed, someone jumped up and down on it. A dent above the door. Front parking light lens busted. and 3 flat tires, oddly enough, all on the front. I could see where they had hit something twice, rim slightly bent, yellow paint on the tire, and then punctured the next time. She is "bringing this on" herself, not me. Guess who has to fix it though? Yup, me.
She also has asked me 40 times, to use my "nice" truck because she say's that it won't break down as much. I say. "F**K THAT IDEA!" The company you keep, seems to have a desire and need to f**k your cars up (my cars) with vandalism, property destruction, damage, eggs, etc, etc, and someone even pried open the gas cover door and stole the gas out on Thanksgiving. They gave thanks, with my $'s and fuel. I usually walk away when she starts into the "I want to drive the truck" thing but tonight I told her to STFU because until all this shit stops, that truck doesn't leave the damn garage. I don't want it f**ked up too...they will f**k it up. She is "inviting" these f**k ups, hardships, struggles, frustrations, and it's driving a wedge between herself and many others apparently. She is just like me when I was 17, so I tend to be abit more forgiving. Her actions, are what my actions were. I ran with the wrong people too. Although, and even though, I told everyone (LEO's and Judges that it was the older boys fault) it wasn't. It was my own fault, my own actions, my own decisions, that landed me in the many places that I was tossed into and the doors were locked securely.
Also this morning, around 830am, my oldest (drug addict) daughter came in. I heard the door open. "Oh shit, nooooo not now"...She approached,..My first sentence, "Keep your drug f**kin drama away from me and out of this home". She said she wanted to (borrow) $50 until Monday. We'll see if it makes it back here. If it doesn't, and she approaches again, I will ignore her as if she doesn't even exists. SHE put herself where SHE is also, not me. Her struggle is not my struggle or experience to endure or bear.
I don't "worry" about either of them. I can't, or I wouldn't be of the sound mind (semi) that I am. I MUST hold it together, or I will be lost within all of this turmoil and troubles. Worrying, does absolutely nothing, to change nothing. It drains ones mind, spirit, soul, like a disease in itself. I can only "advise" them while they listen, and if they don't listen, which they rarely ever do, then who's choice or decision was that? Their own. Especially at 22 and 3 months from 18 years old. Adulthood is knocking on the door and you can only "hope" that they choose wisely.
I was not perfect at a young age either. I did everything, wrong. I was banned from a city of now 82,000 people. I was locked up with everyone that wasn't my particular race, color, or creed. There was usually one or maybe two others, but they weren't prepared for what that life was going to offer them so I distanced myself from them. I didn't want to be forced to protect them everyday and the only other person like me was segregated from me because we were both, way off kilter in the exact same ways. They wouldn't allow "us" to coherce or communicate, for good reasons. We would've created more havoc, chaos and pandamonium then they wanted to handle. I was beaten, by 11 others at one time. Ended up chained to a hospital bed, battered, bloody, and disoriented. From that point forward, I was held in a dark, cold, wet (leaky roof) place called Deadlock. Locked in a 6x8 cell for 23 hours a day and unable to do a damn thing about it. The only person I saw was a guard walk by every 3 hours and they just looked, and walked on by. I finished my time at that place, in that cell. They said it was to protect "me". Bullshit, they knew what I was going to do Dorrie.
What is the point of all this? What a f**ked up story....
The point is dear friend, you can only "do" so much for your young, your offspring, your children, and you can not prevent anything that may and or may not happen to them either. You must stop this worrying. It is they, that put themselves, where they are. Not you..not your weight to carry.
You may think initially that all this seems somewhat harsh, uncompassionate, uncaring, but you must also decipher exactly what compassion and caring means? Does it mean crying for them nightly or wishing that they wouldn't have done what they did? No, because you can not ever change the things that have been done, you can not change the past, you can not take these events and turn them around and or go back in time either..What's done is done, can't take it back.
Let them learn, in the manner in which they have chosen to learn the rules, laws, regulations, stipulations, as written for them to follow. If they ask for guidance, then offer it. They will learn through these hardships and struggles in their lives, and they will stop doing these things once they see (1) thing. That (1) thing is "How do they, affect the other people in their lives, that love them and they in turn love also"..They've already seen enough. Stop revealing the worry, fret, fears, and voicing concerns that you can do nothing about to change. Let it be. Let them be.
That's how I changed, that's how I "let them be", and in all reality, my kids as well as yours, already know what's right and what's wrong to begin with...they just flirt with the wrong's with more frequency but they'll see the big picture, when they so choose to do so..You can't control that either, as much as you may try.
Relax, chill, stop the fretting, enjoy the one chance that you have to live this life and wait, be patient, and push ever so slightly when you see that the time is right to actually get through and inside their minds..they're human too, individual, unique, one of a kind..even though there's 8,000,000,000 of us.
There's some suggestions, take out what you wish, toss the rest aside, because ultimately it is yet again, your own decisions and choices..just like their own were.
Yes, stressed, but in control. Shoot for that. Show them "strength" of character rather than what they presently see and then watch how they react friend..
Hoping for better days, for us all.
Enduronman..:)
Adrenaline? awesome..
My daughter had told me at 3pm that she was going to have my Grandson over to spend the night (which meant that she would be here to chase him, I can't obviously)
Then she calls me at 5pm, to ask if I will go get him? Um, why? Because, now she's found something else more important to so..is my take on it.
I say no, and I can't chase him around here or entertain him. She was "thinking" that I and her brother could just keep him overnight and she wasn't going to be here.
She then said that "I was a lazy m***** ******"...I hung up, and my brain went instantly into self-destruct mode. I thought about when she comes home, I knock her through this brick walls of the house, or destroy her entire room, or take my car keys and shove her out the door..
All of those thoughts happened in a second..I did none of those things, my heart is still racing, 35 minutes later..
What charged me? The comment. I'm far from a lazy m***** ******...I just can't go up and down stairs, or catch a 3 yr old anymore,..because of this ******* disease...
That's where it hurt me, to the core, because of her inability to be "sensitive" at 17 and understand that her Dad has a fuggin disease of the joints..after 18 months, it still hasn't quite "sunk in"...immaturity..
Just like what immaturity I would've shown to destroy her room, throw her through the wall, or flip her car over...
I'm trying to calm down still..
My "condition and disorder" reveals itself again, and of course, I have to "maintain" it. yay.... :|
YAY!! Nothing got broken, destroyed, damaged,..and I'm finally calm now 95 minutes later!!....Success!!...:)
I went through that stage of breaking things. LOL Good for you to hold that in AND get calmed down.
The next step is to learn how to not let your kids get a rise out of you. That is much more difficult, especially considering they know our buttons. So, we have to recognize our buttons, and then put a seal-welded stainless steel cover over them so that no one can push them.
I know I have work to do it that area for sure,..I blurted out some words back after hers of course..eeessshhh...
I think I'd like a suit of armour Lee!! :)
I got your IM messages, I couldn't reply on the ipad bruh
'Who's this? Wanna be friends' lmao
You have something like 40 friends on here, don't you think you got enough now!!
BHAAHAHA!! Wow I got 40???...COOL!...
Ok, gotta go through every thread and make a comment now,..10 characters ONLY....gotta get 400 by 11pm! YAY!! :)
43 friends bruh!!
You friend whore!!
WHOOOHOOOO!!! I like friends, friends give us meaning...friend whore!!! LMAO!
Later folks..my psychotic pea brain is roasted.
zzzzzzzz
:D
Later bruh. come back rested. Plug your brain in to it's knowledge recharger.