Hallowboring

this is it for me in the Halloween department this year. In spite of the lack of costume, I am feeling very
trick or treat-ish. Maybe it's my vitamins. Whatever it is, it hardly seems fair to be so "in the spirit" with no outlet...one of my bosses blew in my ear this morning (trust me, it's much more harmless than it seems) he almost got the surprise of his life!
still several hours left of work today. I guess I could actually DO work, and get my mind off all this tricking and treating~
just 30 more seconds...if I could be anywhere with anyone doing anything...hhmmmmm

Ps
I've come back to read my own blog.
Don't think I don't know what a dork I am
I'm cracking up

HNT revisited

The weather has been simply gorgeous here in the DFW metroplex the past couple days. I spent some time in the park just down the road, and plan to go there again today before dark. The above pic is me at the park...along with some out of focus strangers..I got in about 4.5 miles and even a little running! The sky was a beautiful shade of blue, and the sun shone on every single leaf on every single tree...people biking, running, blading, smiling, walking...you get the idea, right? ( I can't do anything fancy with these pics, dammit all)
Anyway...
I had time to think about HNT
this is what I learned from this week's HNT:

Lots of people take baths. I'm gonna take a bath. Soon.

I will light candles more often.

I don't necessarily want my picture taken in the shower, I do want to shower with someone else. regularly.

I never thought it was nice to make fun of other people's looks. It still isn't ok.

Feet are becoming sexier and sexier.

Although I don't need another human to complete me, or take naked sex pics together with...I wouldn't mind actually having naked sex.

There are a lot of really, really sad people out there.

People so love their kids, and neices and nephews. And dogs. And cats. And rats.

Pumpkins get a lot of fun, too...

I'm not the only one blogging while she should be working.

I don't have a Halloween costume.

People have an extremely hard time seeing the silver lining. They love to be miserable.

I don't love misery. But I do love.

HNT #3

Lips: Week 2

Here is my "other" tat...about ten or so years ago, I got one of those popular ankle tattoos. Vodka induced euphoria motivated me to get this one on the same night. I have since had other vodka induced euphoric nights, but no new ink...
(& for the record, there will be no Lips: Week 3)

Happy Birthday, baby

There's something about a brand new baby that makes me feel incredible.
What a miracle, life...
certainly no coincidence~

Welcome to the world Gabriel Cash

Simply Breathtaking...

I had some stuff I was gonna say about the weekend. A little bit to tell you about the booty call I didn't answer last night. I even thought about spewing on about what a beautiful day it is here where I am...instead I will leave you with this : http://polymorphouslyperverse.blogspot.com
Word combinations like Cliff Stern's do not exist randomly. They just do not. The combinations exist because in life those words actually are lips, hot breath and fingers through hair...they are tingling flesh- crimson, sticky and quivering.
I do not want to die until live THAT during this life on this Earth.

I like you. I really really like you

This is a record for me, of late. 2 posts in the same day. I haven't had internet access at home (thankyou 1000 dollar phonebill/RonArlt--(I know, I really have to let that go)) so I haven't been free to just go looking around. I can blog a bit at work, but I can't go look at tits or people doing it (which, honestly, I didn't know was happening. I mean I know people do "it" but I guess this blonde is sinking in...I just didn't realize they were blogging about it. OK. I just never saw that part)

ANYWAY

There is some fantastic food for thought going on--aside from tits and ass etal. which goes on here: (http://sexinga.blogspot.com/, and my old friend http://youcannotmakethisup.blogspot.com/)

Raise your hand if you've noticed positive changes in yourself since you began blogging.
http://satoridesigns.blogspot.com/
This has really become a place where I can be me. Sometimes unstoppable...sometimes sad...sometimes nothing. I love to come here. I find myself talking about my friend in Atlanta, or this guy I know in California, or my friend who's gonna come visit me in her friend's Hybrid...what I'm getting at, is this is a safe place for me. I am comfortable with you here. I'm becoming more comfortable with me here...and I didn't realize that I was uncomfortable with me until I started feeling comfortable. hmm

Freaking tell me your Fears Friday
http://thoughtsandconfessions.blogspot.com/2005/10/freakin-tell-me-your-fears-friday.html
People have carved themselves open, exposing themselves...myself included. I had to stop at four fears just to allow it all to sink in. that, and I have to have something for next week...not that my list stops at four, by any means.

I can't even begin to say enough about HNT
http://obasso.blogspot.com
I love doing it. LOL
of course I love doing it, but I meant participating in HNT. I like seeing and being seen. I totally am looking forward to Thursdays, and I don't really even care if I never get to use a better camera than the one in my phone. It takes several attempts actually...I guess I could post the ones I erase, as sort of a blooper HNT for me. We'll see. (when I was a kid, and my mom said we'll see. that meant NO. I'm not using it the same way here.)

You know what else is fun? sending pics of my feet to this guy: http://feetman78.blogspot.com/
I didn't have any idea feet could be sooooooooo sexy!

I really look forward to everything my honest neighbor has to say, too...http://huckswharf.blogspot.com/. this guy has raised a great kiddo, and trimmed the strings and now she's studying in Spain. Can you imagine? SPAIN!!

and my blogworld would not be complete if I didn't mention my "oh I wish we could take a trip together girlfriends" http://abriefsecond.blogspot.com/ and http://seeyouinhellmel.blogspot.com/

I'm at my mom's this weekend. Driving down here (it's a little over a 3 hr tour(hello Gilligan)) I didn't think about blogging at all. Well, I did for a minute think of taking a picture of me driving with my feet and sending it to feetman78, but then the phone rang, and I forgot about that until now. Which leads me to what I was actually doing. Listening to a book on CD...called the Power of Now. I listened all the way through once before. It's time for me to hear the message again. Living in the past or for the future is useless.
Everything that happens is NOW.
When the past happened...it was NOW.
When the future occurs...it will be NOW.
May as well try a bit harder to live in the NOW and quit the past. quit waiting for the future to show up. create clearings for possibility. be a stand for myself.
Now I'm gonna bundle up, because my mom keeps this house an icebox, and settle in with a good book.
and when I wake up, it will be a whole new NOW.

On the Road Again...

I just came into a small sum of money. I SHOULD use it to pay some bill, but I'm going to take a trip. I have a couple ideas about places I'd like to go, but I'd like some suggestions.
I've never been to Denver and got an invite, so I'm going there in December.
I have 3K to work with, and I want to travel someplace out of this country. I'm not afraid to go anywhere, so that's not an issue. I'll eat just about anything, so that's not a barrier, either. It will have to be this summer, though...I don't want to be rushed.
I love mountains and beaches, hot and cold...history and the "feeling" of a place are factors, as well~
Wddyathink???

HNT #2

More pics from the cellphone~

I can see that I haven't quite gotten the hang of the whole layout technique...one of these days...

UGH...

Whatever possessed me to eat 4 cups of rice and a half pound of hummus???
Oh woa is my belly (which I am not brave enought to post here)

What's up with that pink cheek, anyway? I just checked the mirror. No cheeks pink...


P.S.
Check out this game!
http://katehopeeden.blogspot.com

think

Did thousands of people die at the hands of Saddam Hussein?
Of course.
Will killing him bring any one of them back to life?
I challenge you to show me one dead person incarnated.
His execution will be no different than the killings he brought forth to those people. That was a terrible tragedy, I will not begrudge you that. But, don't you see how this just perpetuates that?
War is not the answer.
Killing is not the answer.
The answer lies in something we all have: language.
Just picture what your life would be like if you didn't worry about what people thought. If you told the absolute truth every day. If you took occurrences for face value, and attached no stories. And then, if you turned around and communicated what you REALLY want. How you REALLY feel. What if everyone did that.

Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
Writen by: John Lennon© Bag productions inc.

... you know what happened to him...and all he was saying
was
give peace a chance.

Results

So, as you know, I was flying high on Friday.
Somehow, some way, I've got to figure out a way to bottle that feeling I had. I'm not sad or depressed today, but that euphoria isn't blaring quite as strong.
Yesterday I told one of my crushes my secret.(which seemed ridiculously obvious, anyway) we did not make out. Surprisingly we didn't really even talk about it after I confessed. That's ok. I'm pretty sure he's still hung up on this chick who moved to Austin. We've talked a couple times since the "declaration" and everything's cool...so I'm not worried about it.

oh.
Friday I saw Two for the Money--with Al Pacino and a man who I would make out with in a heartbeat--Matthew McConehowdoyouspellit...holy crap he's beautiful. I thought the movie stunk, really...but the view was simply divine.
ok. enough about that.

At about 830 last night my doorbell rang. Nobody ever just drops by, so I had no idea who it could be. some ideas about who I didn't want it to be--I flipped on the outside light, but still really couldn't see. There were two people there--and one was a woman. I opened the door and they just stood there not saying anything. I asked if I could help them... they were looking for Ron. I saw the warrant. Of course he hasn't been at my house since July 19, but I was still a little scared -- I don't know why. I let them in and gave them the Reader's Digest version. She asked me to call him and get him to come over. I'm sitting here shaking my head...at me. at her. at Ron. I called him and left a message on his voicemail--something that thinking about it now, I know he won't believe. He lied to me for over 2 years, and all I did last night was perpetuate that. I called him this morning, and left another message apologizing. Since he reads this, I'm sure, he will know the rest of the story.
The deal is...I'm not gonna lie for anyone. I hope never again.
Not to myself, and not to anyone else. I feel shitty for lieing to Ron. Turnabout is not fair play. I actually felt like I was gonna puke.
I think your response will be for me not to worry about it. That bothers me, too. How is one lie better than another?

OH HAPPY DAY

I'm on cloud 9 today.

No reason.
Life is good.
cute outfit.
cuter shoes.
great attitude.
horny as all get out.
still smiling from HNT
sunny day. lovely
it's like I'm full, and overflowing.
great mood, endorphins, seratonin
dying to make out
driving with windows down, radio blasting
not worried about f-ing phone bill
pre-occupied with great day
glad there's no rain
deep breath--feeling oxygen in every one of my cells
wanting to give it to you
nothing
everything
did I mention the part about wanting to make out?
my house is a mess, there's empty water bottles and dirty laundry on the floor.
the bed's not made
there's no food in the fridge
I can't wait to run around barefoot
I feel like pinching people's butts...that almost always makes 'em smile

I'm trying to think of more things that will make you feel how I feel(which makes me think of Frampton--"doooo YOU
feeeel like I feel?"

I have 2 crushes, but they don't know it
cool breeze in my hair
shiny lip glossed lips
sassy
knowing happy trails I've left
excited about outside
full of myself.
In a nutshell, that's it.
I'm up to here -->][ with me!!!!
WOW

I'm gonna make out later. I just don't know with whom.
it's gonna be good, though, I can tell...

OMG...
Please go look at this beautiful angel...

http://captainstinkypants.blogspot.com/

THAT's what I was trying so hard to put into words
(well, that and the makeout thing)

HNT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Left shoulder...

One of my friends likes feet...

I know some of you thought this day would never come!!!!!!!!!

These are from my phone, so they're not of Kodak quality...I'll work on that...Have a fanfreakingtastic HNT

xo

d.

OYSTER

I'm sitting here shaking my head.
Just exactly WHO or WHAT is in control here? I see me just sitting around letting life control me. No can do. Well, I can do. I just don't want to do anymore. I'm thinking of people who we all know about.

William Jefferson Clinton...dope smokin' draft dodger (not many with honed charisma, like that though)
Nelson Mandela...transformed in a prison cell in Africa, of all places
Mohandas Ghandi...unknown lawyer...little guy in a diaper
Oprah Winfrey...youngest of six children; born on a farm, in Kosciusko, MS. in 1954(just when things were shitty shitty shitty for blacks)
Helen Adams Keller...http://www.afb.org/section.asp?SectionID=1&TopicID=129

Sheesh...I could go on and on. Why are people always looking for an excuse NOT to be happy or successful. Why they CAN'T do it. Reasons why it WON'T work. How does that bring joy to anyone?
Don't tell me that's just life.
That's just bullshit.
I'll tell you why I haven't been able to break the habit...fear.
You got it.
Although I am not enamored with my current situation, it's familiar to me. I settle for it, because I know what's gonna happen virtually every day. In order for anything in my life to be different, I must be the one to cause that difference. In order to do that, I must create a clearing for it to occur. In that clearing goes nothing. The past stays where it belongs, and leaves my new clearing open for any possibility. I must face my fear of rejection, failure, and success, head on. I have found that when I'm afraid of something, the more I stay away from it, the scareder I get.
Who said "the only thing we have to fear, is fear itself?"
My life has been full of my past, and things that do not bring me joy. Because of that, I don't have room when opportunities show up that I do have an interest in. There seems to be no time. When in fact, all I have to do is make the time. It's all up to me. !Halleleuja!
Do you want to be President, Dusty? Or is it something about what you would do in that position that appeals to you? You have a voice. We all know that. I believe you can use it however you see fit. Would you REALLY tell your newborn that he or she cannot do or be anything they want? Your words are so powerful. From the time you begin understanding words, until the day you die, language shapes your very being. It does take a special person to do great things, I agree. Which of of us is not special?
In the immortal words of Suzana...CAN'T never did anything.
I'll tell you this right now...we CAN do anything. More specifically, I can do anything.
Damn, I'm excited!

PS...I'm not the only one who is thinking in this direction...today I got these off of http://jodesmind.blogspot.com/

" All animals except man know that the ultimate of life is to enjoy it" Quote by Samuel Butler 1912.

"Until he extends his circle of compassion to all living things, man will not himself find peace". Quote by Albert Schweitzer.
She's thinkin dolphins, I'm thinkin humankind...

Realm of Possibility

When you were born, ANYTHING was possible.
What changed?


You know...
ANYTHING is still possible~

TGIF

Here's hoping you have a fantastic weekend, full of college football, fun, and hot wild whatever your heart desires...

xoxo
d

HNT

One of these days I'm gonna have my digital pics downloaded and have gained all knowledge necessary to post said pics. Until then, imagine if you will...this is for you feetman78...a side view of my right foot...cute pink pointy shoes, no hose, skin still a bit tan-leftover from summertime, with a view of my ankle and heel peeking out from beneath the cuff of blue jeans...

I'm livin' on the edge, again, today...underneath my clothes, I've chosen to wear nothing!
Nobody realizes that THAT'S what I'm smiling about

HUH

You know, I know I have issues.
Everyone does.
What I wonder is: why does a statement from a stranger offend me?
I won't lose sleep over it, or even think about it next week.
Give yourself some credit, ain't nobody...you're somebody.
Total stranger. No identification. No blogpage. And here I am thinking about what is fueling my offense.
I will hang in there.
What else would I do? Quit? done that before...not gotten me desireable results.
What's happening to me is called LIFE.
I'm gonna have to recant. They aren't issues. They're just things that happen.
See, you don't have to be Mother Teresa to make an impact on someone.
Let this be a lesson to you--
You never know what effect you have on any one person at any given time.

Good, Bad, or Indifferent.

UPDATE:

Here it is, the real deal--

I have not run off and joined a cult.

I love Ron, yes, but not in a way that allows for any sort of visitation.

I have been holding a grudge against my mom for the past 30 years, and it's been killing me.

I have created a new Realm for my life, which does not include mistakes from my past.

My internet is cut off because I still owe SBC 500 bucks.

I dropped my cell phone in the toilet, so now it doesn't work.

I never stopped loving you.