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Rambling Incoherently
Wednesday, 19 May 2004

Gods he makes me feel so beautiful. When I saw him tonight I was all casual just a stupid t-shirt, and a pair of baggy jeans (that used to fit me before I lost alot of weight). He told me that I looked beautiful. I think he's biased, he knows me on the inside so that's what he sees, therefore I am beautiful to him.

We went out to check the garden center because the alarm was going off (which meant the doors had been opened). We saw that the greenhouse doors were open. So naturally we checked to make sure that no one was out there. Now, it was not my intention to get lovin' from him tonight, I just wanted to see him. I knew it would make his night, and he's been having nothing but bad nights lately, so I wanted to make at least one night better for him. Anyway, we got into the greenhouse and got one door shut. as we we walk to the other side he starts rubbing my shoulders. Which is nice cause I never get shoulder rubs. We get that door shut and he turns around and hugs me. Well first off I'm not in a very "sexy" mood being as it is shark week so I don't want it to go too far today. So I pull away a little. He kisses me. No biggie. But here's what really makes my heart skip. I don't know why, but it did. As we walk back to the other side he grabs my hand and holds it. Boys don't hold hands. He stops me about half way back to the other side of the greenhouse and pulls me into another hug. This time he pulls away, brushes my (now wet and frizzy) hair out of my face with both hands and pulls my face closer so he can kiss me. So soft, and sweet. Like you see in a romantic movie. He holds on like he doesn't want to let go (not that I want him to). I ask him what that was for. He said "Because I miss you." He makes me feel like a little school girl. *grins* Anyway, we finish our walk to the other door of the greenhouse, when we get there he says "one more before we have to say good-bye for the night." And this time he really kisses me. When we are done he doesn't pull away completely. He has his arms wrapped around me on the small of my back just slightly under the waist of my jeans. He puts forehead on mine so our noses are touching. He says. "I know we've been fighting alot lately, but I want you to know that I love you more than you will ever comprehend." I almost cried, how could I ever doubt him?!?!?! I just put my head on his chest and hugged him. He put his hand on the back of my head and just stroked my hair and rested his head on the top of mine. (He's considerably taller than I) We stay like this for a while (it seems like 10 mins, but is probably only around 3). Then we head back inside.

When we get back inside he goes upstairs to check his mail and tells me to come along. So like the good obedient puppy I am with him I follow him up the stairs into the "mail room." He gets his mail and bitches about it *laughs* and we head back down the stairs. As we're going down the stairs he grabs my hand again, and turns around and just looks at me and smiles, leans in and kisses me real quick. "I love you." (note that this is twice he's said it). I smile and tell him that I love him too. He gets a call and has to unload a truck. But not before we stop and sit for a few in the pharmacy waiting area. (another semi-private spot for us to talk, but not so private that we can get into trouble). He tells me this horrible joke.

"Three old ladies are sitting on a park bench and this guy comes up and flashes them. Just throws open his coat. The first lady has a stroke, the second lady has a stroke the third lady...well she couldn't reach"

*groans* Bad though it is it makes me smile. We talk for a few more minutes and then we begin to walk so he can go unload his truck and I can find my brother so I can go home. He hugs me once more and says "You've made my night tonight. This was a nice surprise. I love you." (that's 3 times in one night) We part ways after I tell him I love him too and I find my brother to drive home. No wonder I'm so conflicted...

Now here's where it gets interesting. He has made me cry before, therefore my brother has a general distaste for him..."He made my favorite sister cry." But on the drive home I'm telling him about what he said in the greenhouse and Bro says "He obviously *does* love you. I can see that when he first sees you. I'm going to call him and tell him this 'My sister loves you. More than I think you know, and you obviously love her. You make each other happy. Whenever she talks about you she just glows. And right now, as much as you two love each other the only thing keeping you apart is yourselves. Not your wife, not her husband, but YOU.. both of you. You are both comfortable where you are at, and are scared to change it. It's obvious to even ME that you two belong together."

Man I hope he doesn't really call. I don't want him to think that I put him up to it. It was his Idea. I think he is just sick of seeing me so unhappy. He doesn't like Bill all that much. He told me tonight that he wants me to move in with him when he get's his apt in the village (Yellow Springs) 2 bed/2 bath $500/mo. split between the two I could afford it. But I haven't completely decided to leave yet. After the shit **** pulled at work the other night though, it's pushed me one step closer.

Posted by blog/delusionalbeauty at 5:31 PM EDT
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Friday, 19 March 2004
::LE SIGH::
I just have to say that if I had to live on candy my candy of choice would be Reese's Pieces. I found these "travel cups" full of 'em at work last night for $1.50. I was STOKED!!! My first date with The Man consisted of the Movie "Waterworld" and a big ass back of Reese's Pieces.

AYE YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Posted by blog/delusionalbeauty at 3:22 PM EST
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Saturday, 28 February 2004
Sick and Tired
I'm so fucking sick and tired of worrying about him. If he would have said, "Hey, I'm gonna take a couple of vacation days I'll be back [insert day here]." I wouldn't worry so much. But this shit fucking sucks. I hate not having contact with him outside of work. IT FUCKING SUCKS!!!

I should just give up and be done with it. Fucking asshole.

Posted by blog/delusionalbeauty at 11:53 PM EST
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Wednesday, 25 February 2004





Posted by blog/delusionalbeauty at 12:52 PM EST
Updated: Saturday, 28 February 2004 11:45 PM EST
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I hate brief phone calls...
For someone who slept all day, I sure am a sleepy little girl. I feel as if I've been up for 3 days straight. My eyes are burning, and my tummy is empty. I'm craving chocolate (must be close to my ladies days), but the only chocolate I have is Krispy Kreme Doughnuts. I really don't like them, but I might have to suffer through a few to calm my cravings. I know I should eat some real food, but I'm sick of pizza and too lazy to make soup. I don't feel like standing up. I'll probably just make a phone call, take some more tylenol, put in a movie and go to bed.

*makes phone call*

Well, okay that was short But then again, This is a typical conversation between us
*phone rings twice*

Jay: "This is Jay."

Me: "How's you're night going?"

Jay: "Eh, It's goin."

Me: "Goin' where?"

Jay: *sarcastically* "har har, very funny."

Me: "You know you love me."

Jay: *hears typing in background "What are you DOING?"

Me: "Finishing up some blogging, getting ready to take some tylenol and going to bed."

Jay: "shoulda figgered you were on the computer"

Me: "yeah what else does a thirdshifter have to do on their nights off?"

Jay: "True"

Me: "I was just thinking, When I saw you last, I could have shown you my Bettie Tattoo."

Jay: "I don't think you had it in August."

Me: "You sure. Lemme check." *checks other journal* "Yep. You're right I didn't get it til October"

*walkie talkie beeps*

Me: "Don't tell my you have to carry one of those damn things around"

Jay: "Yep, gotta monitor my people to make sure they aren't saying anything foul over the radios. Plus it makes it easier for me to yell at them. This way I don't have to hunt all over the store for them"

Me: "You're such a dick"

Jay: "Yeah, but that's what the way I'm supposed to be"

Me (remembering conversation about what he was told when he got his promotion):"Oh, yeah. The BMOC told ya you had to be more of a prick huh?"

Jay: "Yup. I don't mind though. They've learned to read me pretty well here. When I'm mad, they just run the other direction"

Me: "as opposed to when you worked with us. We saw you were mad and bugged the hell out of you. OR I just promised you that I would show you my boobies, and you would smile"

Jay: "Just seeing you made me smile"

Me: "You are such a dork"

Jay: "Yeah, well..."

*call waiting beeps*

Jay: "I'm beepin'"

Me: "Yeah I heard. I'm going to bed anyway."

Jay: "Try and get some rest."

Me: "you're one to talk"

Jay: "Fine, Have a good night"

Me: "I get to sleep. I will. You try not to bust too many asses tonight"

Jay: *laughs* "I love you."

Me: "I love you too."

Jay: "G'night, Punky"

Me: "G'night, Baby"

*End Phone Conversation.

Posted by blog/delusionalbeauty at 2:06 AM EST
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Good Mood and a dream...
Jay's in a good mood tonight. That makes me happy. It's not often that I hear that. I'm not sure how to describe it. He just ounds upbeat. I love when he's like that. Anyway, I am SOOOO cold. and coughing up a storm. My chest hurts from it. When I breathe in it feels like ssomeone is squeezing my lungs. I really hate being sick. REALLY REALLY HATE IT!!!! I was supposed to go to columbus today, but I stayed in bed.

There is this guy that keeps flirting with me at work. I told Jay about it and that I was going to break up with him because "I have a new boyfriend." He was just like "Yeah, uh-huh, I see how you are." I just laughed at him knowing he knows me better than that. "The only way I would do that is if you did something unforgivably horrible to me" to which he responded, "I don't see that happening, so I guess I have nothing to worry about."

I still haven't figured out why he loves me so much. Nevermind that we can't be together. In ANY sense of the word. But I guess that's how I know he really does love me. He's not trying to get me into bed (well.. not all the time *wink*), and knowing that we can't have sex (make love, whatever you want to call it) He still loves me. Supports me in everything I do.

Had a dream about The Man yesterday. In the dream, he came home from a show and told me that some random hardcore groupie gave him head, so I kicked him out. If only it were that easy in real life.

I should be calling him back, but I'll wait until later when I know he won't be as busy and can talk for a bit.

Posted by blog/delusionalbeauty at 12:56 AM EST
Updated: Wednesday, 25 February 2004 1:02 AM EST
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