I did a recent culling of my friends' list on LJ. I rarely make time to post here anymore, and lurk a little, but honestly, I just had no clue why half of my friends' list was still friended. If I had no idea who you were, why you would still be on my list after so long, or just flat out could not fucking stand you, I removed you. I didn't see the point in doing the 'Flist Amnesty' some do, or waiting until you did so; no one should have to apologize for not knowing why you are relevant to them anymore.

In other news: Baby Emma is growing every day, and JK Rowling recently reaffirmed any doubts that I may have had about not being interested in her or Harry Potter anymore, so I don't really feel bad about not being interested in that scene now. Leaves more time for the baby and WoW anyhow.

Emma Anne.

9.21.07 4:02 PM 4 lbs 15 oz.

That is all.

I look at you all see the love there thats sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I dont know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
I dont know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.

I look at the world and I notice its turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps
I dont know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I dont know how you were inverted
No one alerted you.

I look at you all see the love there thats sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
Look at you all . . .
Still my guitar gently weeps.

I'm still alive, just been busy with other things. After getting laid off last year, I sank into a pretty bad depression, started having flashbacks worse, and pretty much cut off contact to everyone, including those living with me.

Got a new job now. Also have a baby on the way. I should be happier about it. I should be happier period.

I wish I could go back to when I was 12 years old...that's when I first started to lose my grasp on things.

I know I am a bastard for starting this late, but if anyone wants a Christmas card, respond here with a message, and I'll give you contact info for swapping.

I can't do presents this year, unless you want homemade doggie treats that I do for the local groomers.

So I decided I wanted steak and eggs (medium rare, over-medium) this morning, and proceeded to my local Waffle House as my kitchen is small and cold in the winter. As soon as I sat down and got my first cup of coffee, I realized that I was not going to keep from overhearing an argument that some trucker was intent on having with a few locals on why his state (Texas) was better than ours (Tennessee). The guy was getting pertty annoying, and I couldn't help but to stifle a laugh when he said that "...most of America's first heroes, like Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone, were honest-to-God Texans".

I guess the guy saw this as a challenge, because he asked what I thought was so damn funny. I just went about drinking my coffee and waiting on my plate of grease, since I actually am not as confrontational as people like to think I am. After "Hey buddy, I'm talking to you, " I couldn't help myself, though. I told him that I have never met a Texan who didn't think that their state wasn't better than everyone else's, and that, in fact, Texas did have more counties than any other state, and that most were named after heroes of their war of independance from Mexico. When he started to smile, I started my point.

"Too bad that not a damn one of them were from Texas."

Everyone paying attention was kind of lost now, so I kept going. There were no Texans, since that land wasn't independant. It was immigrants from other countries and American citizens who came to claim land being offered that founded Texas, and that defended it and won it's freedom. Now, I wonder where most of those people came from, where the vast majority of those heroes that Texas named it's counties and such after called home? Tennessee.

Before the trucker could retort, I threw it in that is was a Texas congressman who recently started a big mess when he suggested that military funeral honors should not be performed for veterans and soldiers who are killed in times of war, because it seems to support the anti-war protesters, and asked him what was so great about people who elected a man who wants to make laws like that. I must have pissed him off, because he threw a sawbuck on the counter and walked out without finishing his breakfast. I just went about eating my hashbrowns.

The moral of this? Never complain about how someone's outhouse smells when you live in an even larger shithole yourself. It makes you look like a dumbass.

By the way, the newest Barbie playhouse has a 'working' washer and dryer, oven, dishwasher, and toilet, and comes with a vacuum accessory. Tell me how this doesn't set women back 40-50 years? This could only be worse if the oven had a chain and shackle to attach onto Barbie's ankle.

Sorry I haven't updated like I should as of late; I was laid off a month ago, and cannot find anything, so I have been a bit depressed. As much as I need the work, I was glad to take my leave of my last employer, though, because no one likes it when people are dishonest and keep double standards, nor when people have their little protection systems where the management can do whatever they like and get away with it.

I have also decided that I need a gym partner in my area; I have the membership, just need the company. Read: You won't have to pay to go.

I'm really starting to feel like the subject of an early Suzanne Vega song here; perhaps the PTSD is getting worse, I don't know.

I have also decided to take a cue from the lovely our_innocence, and do the unfriending amnesty bit. If you are only on my friends list because you don't wish to offend me by unfriending me, or you can't remember why you are there, or you are just tired of me, or especially if I am only friended to make your friends list and ePenis larger, then feel free to unfriend me, and no questions will be asked.

I'll try to update more when my life does not consist of looking for jobs and eating Cheetos.

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This is the Halloween display I put up in my yard two weeks ago. I thought it was funny, and all of you who know my smartassed sense of humor know that it is a gag that is typical of me. It has caused quite a stir in my city, though. A lot of people have talked about, and drive by to laugh at it, then there are those people that complain and have went as far as writing a letter to the editor of the local paper suggesting that the sheriff should make me remove it due to it being inappropriate, especially seeing that I live on a busy street in the historical district, about a block from a private religious college.

I guess they won't appreciate the 'butcher shop' I am going to set up for Halloween night then, will they? Good for them that I couldn't get the fake dead guy on a meat hook. I did get the bleeding severed head fountain, though, so we'll see...