Adults just don't do that!

I realize this may offend some of you. And you know what? I'm ok with that. Mostly because over the last few months, no less than 5 people have told me that initially, I either scared them or seemed unapproachable. Someone once told me that your true self always shines through no matter how hard you try. Maybe this is a side of myself that I should embrace.

Grrrrr!

Still here?

Good. I have a proclamation and you don't want to miss it.

If you are over the age of 22 and straight, you should never have the letters Q and T together on a vanity plate. Ever.

You're too old to be a QT or a cutie for that matter. It's OK for gay men to have because the majority of them are QT's.

I tried to looking for an exception to this rule, and cannot come up with one. Nope, not a single one exists. Not even Quentin Tarantino - unless he's gay. In that case, he should QT it up, boi!


For other things adults should not ever do: GO HERE



XOXO

The End

I've struggled on an off for the past year and a half, alternating between loving to write and hating it.

I'm watching the slow death of MySpace, and wondering where all of those people are who pleaded, "Stay, don't go". They left, and if they didn't leave MySpace, they left MY space.

The problem is sex. They want it. I don't have it to give. There are only so many things I can write about sex before it becomes simple regurgitation of blogs past.

I write about my kid, my life, my dogs, my troubles and they go. No one wants the reality that is me. They want the happy, upbeat girl who used to write about taboo topics and got them to say things they never thought they would. I don't blame them. I want that too.

This is me. I have problems. I have a life. I've lost that part of me that was care-free and I'm not so sure it's coming back. I'm not so sure that it can.

Too much in my life has changed over the course of the last few months.

Too much has stayed the same when it really shouldn't.

Too much damage to that carefree, happy girl has been done.

I will close that chapter of my life at some point, when I'm sure I've garnered all I can from it.

Until then, I'll return to writing for me - what I want, when I want, if I want.

Right now, I just want peace. I want happiness. I want love. I'm not getting that here, I know I never really did. I got those things from real people. I'll just wait patiently until I can have them again.

XOXO