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Saturday, July 30, 2005

Got Can Opener?

I found my feather boa.. I DID not find the can opener, or my hair brush.SO I look quite fetching in the feather boa opening a can of tuna with a screw driver and a pair of scissors.



always get what I want, whether I appreciate it or not is the question.
What I want:
The freedom to think how I think when I want to think.
The freedom not to think at all.
Freedom... Pure and simple, it's wonderful really.
NO guilt.
I love guilt when it is happening to someone else.
I like being alone, no no! I really do. I find my own company quite soothing.
I don't play games, I don't seek attention, and I have no jealousy if I am talking to someone else.
I don't have to compliment myself needlessly so that I think I am sincere.

I don't have to wonder what I am thinking if I am having a moment of silence... And when I talk too much, it doesn't annoy me greatly.

Ok, this is sounding a little weird, but.. It's Glena's Blog, what the hell did you expect?
I am still mad about Danny, I think I shall go let the air out of his tires..

I know where his bike can be found.... Anyone want to do it for five bucks?

Friday, July 29, 2005

out!

It was Friday night, or was it Saturday? The Overland bar was tedious with it's drama as usual. The crack heads, the pot heads, the tweekers...
My date was getting sossed. My daughter was making everyone around her laugh, she is better to hang out with then most anyone.
I sang "welcome to my nightmare"
I really enjoyed myself... The standing ovation, may have been because I was finished with the song, I am not sure.
vanity suggests it was the romantic sexy stylings of Glena Dusky.. Reality suggests that nobody gives a shit anyway.
The evening did progress, and we managed to make our escape.
AHH the Blue Bouquet. After carefully getting lost in the dark, I FOUND IT! Not bad for being night blind in a most unpleasant way.
The band was finished. My stomach was growling. Was it really nearly 2 AM? jeeez.
I wish we had ditched the Overland bar sooner, now I was disappointed.
It looked like we would get no more music tonight, but perhaps a polish dog in the square.
A lively diatribe from the fifteen year old business manager, of " Dad's Deli"
She said, her Dad really shouldn't expose her to the evil of downtown night life.
I had to agree, but she is such an old soul for fifteen.
Her dad was kind of a ditz, but made great polish hot dogs.
My date was feeling sad for the past, and his father that was more of a man then he would ever be. My daughter was bored with the whole event. It was time to drag ourselves home.

Monday, July 25, 2005

Enough said


This is about as much fun as writing about Jackson's.

HE said yesterday he was coming right over!
hours passed, and no Danny Boy. I was not surprised. I did not call him back or track him to his hideout.
MOVE along people, we are done here, nothing more to see.
Wiped his phone numbers out of my cell phone, and Disgruntedly, move on.
One has to give everyone the benefit of the doubt.

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Test results in

YUP! he is a jerk.
I liked the sincere whine in his voice the best.
I told him, make it easy on himself. Say goodbye now.
AHH but he wants to see me.
He was at the overland playing pool last night, imagine that!
He is sorry for the blatant disregard for my feelings.
It is so tedious.
I told him I wasn't angry, I just realize how unimportant I am to him, and that is all I needed to know.
The rest will sort itself out I think.
He said he will be over later to help with some of my packing. I think if he even does show, which I doubt very much...(the overland calls) it will be the last time, I cannot help feeling bitchy.
Miss Perfect I am NOT.

I got this feeling



I can certainly make someone out to be nicer then they truly are.
If I had carefully inspected the Overland Bar last night, I think someone might have been there, that was supposed to be over here.
I would hasten to say, he blew it.
No call no show is pretty high up on my list of dislikes.
It will be interesting to see what happens next.
Will he call with an elaborate excuse, will he never call again?
I think it is done, as before. Only he is taking the coward way out.
Once again, a person shows their true side eventually. We can implement all kinds of wonderful qualities into their character, but if they don't have it, they DON'T.
My friend Roger said, if you give people enough rope, they will hang themselves eventually, except me.
BUT we know, I am rare indeed.

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