Kajira Calista

Can't let you be the last one to comment on your own thread!

Nice kitty... pets kitty


(May I whine, kitty? That's what I used to do when I was a little girl and sad. Go outside and find one of our kitties and tell her about it while she sat on my lap and i pet her.
I am feeling sad today. Keep getting hung up on 'Live Chat' when I try to find out what is going on with the medicine I ordered online. And I was perfectly polite. Just when they told me it got sent to the a different pharmacy, which is what they already told me on Monday, and it was supposed to arrive Wednesday, which was already later than I was told the Previous week -- I told him just that, and he hung up. When I called back I got someone else -- who said he'd check, then transfered me to the first guy who -- you guess it -- Hung Up! And it's Friday, and it's depression med and I'm out. So you can see the problem. Maybe I should go eat chocolate and go to bed. Better than yelling at the kids, I suppose. You see, I start to lose my vim, when I get depressed. Not to mention my vigor. Maybe I should get drunk. What am I thinking, it's only 10 am? Yeah, I should get stoned instead. Kidding. Haven't gotten stoned in like 16 years. Nope, not helping. But thanks, kitty, for letting me pet you. Gonna go put on my favorites cd.)



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Phoenix Stone said:
Can't let you be the last one to comment on your own thread!

Nice kitty... pets kitty


(May I whine, kitty? That's what I used to do when I was a little girl and sad. Go outside and find one of our kitties and tell her about it while she sat on my lap and i pet her.
I am feeling sad today. Keep getting hung up on 'Live Chat' when I try to find out what is going on with the medicine I ordered online. And I was perfectly polite. Just when they told me it got sent to the a different pharmacy, which is what they already told me on Monday, and it was supposed to arrive Wednesday, which was already later than I was told the Previous week -- I told him just that, and he hung up. When I called back I got someone else -- who said he'd check, then transfered me to the first guy who -- you guess it -- Hung Up! And it's Friday, and it's depression med and I'm out. So you can see the problem. Maybe I should go eat chocolate and go to bed. Better than yelling at the kids, I suppose. You see, I start to lose my vim, when I get depressed. Not to mention my vigor. Maybe I should get drunk. What am I thinking, it's only 10 am? Yeah, I should get stoned instead. Kidding. Haven't gotten stoned in like 16 years. Nope, not helping. But thanks, kitty, for letting me pet you. Gonna go put on my favorites cd.)



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*hug* exercise darling...it will help.
 
Thank you.

Some kids came over to play with my kids, who have their first day off school, and that helped. I've got a cold, and oh lots of other complaints right now. So am amusing myself getting one of them off my chest on the talk threads. Probably should get back on my own and stop hijacking all over the place. I'm gonna get pitched outa the joint.

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Phoenix Stone said:
Thank you.

Some kids came over to play with my kids, who have their first day off school, and that helped. I've got a cold, and oh lots of other complaints right now. So am amusing myself getting one of them off my chest on the talk threads. Probably should get back on my own and stop hijacking all over the place. I'm gonna get pitched outa the joint.

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i dont mind...as long as you read and vote on my poem :D
 
Kajira Callista said:
i dont mind...as long as you read and vote on my poem :D

Done! Thanks. (It's a lot like I'm feeling right now. And reminds me of the imaginary lover I had in my teens -- invented when the real ones disappointed. I could almost see and touch him. Felt him hovering over me sometimes. Dark with curly hair, laughing eyes, wise, calm. I gave him up when I got married. Poem made me feel him again a little. I was a sweet little sicko, taking a scented bubble bath when I made him up and how he'd know exactly what use I wanted to put that lovely genie bottle shaped bubble bath container to....)
 
Phoenix Stone said:
Done! Thanks. (It's a lot like I'm feeling right now. And reminds me of the imaginary lover I had in my teens -- invented when the real ones disappointed. I could almost see and touch him. Felt him hovering over me sometimes. Dark with curly hair, laughing eyes, wise, calm. I gave him up when I got married. Poem made me feel him again a little. I was a sweet little sicko, taking a scented bubble bath when I made him up and how he'd know exactly what use I wanted to put that lovely genie bottle shaped bubble bath container to....)
i think we need you to finish that story :)
 
I got the nicest feedback in my mailbox this morning... i just really wanted to share it.

"I truly enjoyed your poem. It was very poignant. I could feel your aching and
yearning. I could close my eyes and I could see the images...for me, that is the
important thing...the images...picturing it...painting it with words. You did
that with your piece..."

:)
 
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