I just needed to vent

[ABSTRUSE]

Why thank you ma'am.

Anytime, now go and play.

 

[she_is_my_addiction]

I'm fucking hurt and frustrated right now

Okay well obviously the person I'm currently frustrated at is going to read this thread. Not that I can help that, but honestly, Ms. C is getting on my fucking last nerve. Because, yes, lets bow down to EVERYTHING she says.

I know what she'll say to me when she realizes how upset I am. I want to retaliate by doing the same thing...but I doubt it would hurt her or anything. I don't know what the hell to do. Whatever. I'm sure she's having the time of her life right now.

Doubtless that she'll respond to this.

 

[destinie21]

Re: To all the little boys

I'm venting...or ranting.

Yesterday was a shocking day for me, as I discovered that D.L. wasn't an isolated incident and that I am flypaper for freaks and geeks.

I don't and never have minded people. I'm a people person...usually, and I will trust at the drop of a hat. Read: naivete. However, when eighteen year old boys fail to read into the subtlety of posters hanging on my wall that depict two women kissing, I know that at least, in the midst of my innocence, I have respect for others' sexuality.

Now, in high school, I didn't think it got any worse than having D.L. constantly sending me letters, pictures, trading cards, calling me every weekend, buying me scores of presents, taking me to movies, out to dinner, to Hollywood Park, to the mall, to Best Buy, to Wal-Mart, calling me his "little girl", his "good little girl", his "best friend", his "sweet girl", asking me if I'd been good, and frightening me with his talk of becoming a hermit for the rest of his life. Okay, honestly, it didn't really bother me at first. No, that isn't right either...lets see...here we are: I am too goddamn nice.

Whereas everyone else had abandoned D.L., I unfortunately, never actually told him to "stay the fuck away from me and my house" (thank you Allison, Jessica, and Kristen for your fine words), and so, as a result, I became his one desire and single focus in life. He was smothering me, and so I swiftly knocked D.L. to the ground, put my high heel clad foot at his throat and told him that if he so much as glanced at me within the confines of MPA, I would kick his sorry, monotone, creepy little ass.

My innocence, of course, prevented me from actually performing this little act, but I did give him some goddamn words when he tried to touch me in his car.

But because high school is in the past, and thankfully becoming a distant memory, I don't have to worry about D.L. or any of his quiet, lurking, clueless-to-the-fact-that-lesbian-means-lesbian, desperate, horny little virginal kind, right? RIGHT?

Oh that's what I thought too.

But here I am, having moved to Iowa, and as God is my witness, I find none other, or rather, he found me, than a boy who could easily be D.L.'s not-so-distant cousin. The signs were there, all over the damn place, but because I am (usually) a firm believer in being nice, I let this poor, skinny (read: "has yet to hit puberty"), glasses wearing, nervous, shifty, (no doubt) virgin enter my life.

Seventy-two hours later, my sympathy has transformed into raw fear, somewhere between the time that A) I found out that this boy wants to "get with me", B) I realized he invites himself into my room without knocking, C) he showed me his book of wizardry, D) he follows me around, and if he can't find me, oh he WILL seek me out, and E) he wants to read the erotica that I have penned.

He showed up at my door yesterday while I was on a very personal phone call and when he was told to come back in an hour, the peephole revealed that he waited like a dutiful puppy outside of my door for the better part of said hour. Needless to say, I almost climbed out my window.

To all the boys and men out there who don't care or respect sexual orientation: you need to wake yo' sorry ass up and recognize that we aren't gonna suddenly like dick because of you. Us lesbians WILL band together, and stalking and/or sexual harrassment will be met by an angry mob of pussy-lovin women armed with clubs, glocks, spike-heeled shoes, and steel-toed boots.

Expressly, to D.L. and this new boy: Leave me the hell alone. I don't like the suction cups that have suddenly sprouted on your nasty little fingers, and I never will. I thought that when I told you I was a lesbian, that you heard lesbian. If words don't set you straight, then maybe I need to don my high heels one more time and send you a little foot-to-throat reminder. And this time, I'm not being figurative.

ANGRY LESBIANS ROCK

 

[she_is_my_addiction]

Re: Re: To all the little boys

ANGRY LESBIANS ROCK

Yes, we do.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Re: Re: To all the little boys

ANGRY LESBIANS ROCK

I have that CD in my car.

 

[cloudy]

Re: Re: Re: To all the little boys

I have that CD in my car.

The first one, or the newest one?

I've found that their second one is even angrier than the first.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Re: Re: Re: Re: To all the little boys

The first one, or the newest one?

I've found that their second one is even angrier than the first.

I didn't get the second one yet, now I must. I love the song on the first one....Venus with a Penis by the Strap-ons.

 

[doormouse]

I need to vent!!!!!

Let's just call this a hypothetical situation, shall we?

You wait ALL day for 'somebody' to come home. Finally they arrive.

You've been so sick all day, you can't even walk, every muscle in your body aches, but you stay, because you have waited so long to talk to them.

Time differences, you know they are due to sleep soon, and you, yourself can hardly keep your eyes open because you're so sick. Yet, you stay awake while they eat, with the promise of sleeping together once they finish. Again, weary and hardly able to keep yourself upright, you wait.

Then finally comes the moment when they say they're going to turn off the lights and lock up.

THREE hours later they return, to say they fell asleep on the sofa? What the fuck???

Ohhhh, they haven't finished twisting the knife yet... when they return they snore in your ear, wake up and turn off voice without so much as a good-bye.

Well, fuck me if I sound pissed off. Maybe it's BECAUSE I AM!!!!!!!!

 

[she_is_my_addiction]

Re: Re: To all the little boys

ANGRY LESBIANS ROCK

How about suicidal lesbians?

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Re: Re: Re: To all the little boys

How about suicidal lesbians?

They never made it as big.

 

[she_is_my_addiction]

Re: Re: Re: Re: To all the little boys

They never made it as big.

Damn...I was gonna buy all the albums too.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: To all the little boys

Damn...I was gonna buy all the albums too.

Try Ebay.

 

[she_is_my_addiction]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: To all the little boys

Try Ebay.

Boy, everything's Ebay with you, isn't it? Babies, angry lesbians, suicidal lesbians....I mean, damn woman!

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: To all the little boys

Boy, everything's Ebay with you, isn't it? Babies, angry lesbians, suicidal lesbians....I mean, damn woman!

You can buy anything on Ebay and never have to leave the house.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Mini rant

Of course, I want to believe you. Who wouldn't want to? After all, I have cried with you, pleaded with you, and moaned with you. You were my entire fucking world. Even though you were currently involved, even though I knew better, even though I tried NOT to allow the connection to happen.

Of course, I want to think that people are just talking shit. After all, there is the tattoo to consider, the scenes I planned (in depth) for us. The songs I heard that made me think immediately of you. Obviously, I want to, I need to, I HAVE to believe you.

Problem though. I can't. I keep waiting for you to be honest with me. To tell me the truth. Is that too fuckin much to ask? I don't think so. You KNOW me..you know my butchiness, my bitchiness and my greediness. What? Did you think I would not want you to have her? You had had her far longer than I had you. I would have hated it, yes. But I would have dealt. You have just as much right to a femme pet as I do. Nevertheless, you persist in this. Knowing that I want to forgive you, you still lie to me.

I love you, my grrl. I do. But this, this is hurtful and hellish. I can't stand this.

 

[Guest]

 

[Guest]

A fucking $20 fan died on our server. It's an older Compaq machine and since the merger with HP, all part numbers have been changed, and no one thought to make any cross reference back to the old Compaq numbers, so HP has no clue as to what the correct part is. Fucking assholes. *growl*

I pulled the the machine apart and got the fan out, so I know what it is, but after 30 minutes on the web trying to locate one, I can't find a match.

Another strange aspect is that older systems running Windows 2000 can still pickup e-mail and access the WEB, while the newer ones on XP can do neither.

Half of us can work, while others are twiddling their thumbs.

Gotta send all of the UPS packages via the old paper log book system.

babe, i hate to say this....
but didnt you have a problem with this server in the summer?

 

[Guest]

 

[destinie21]

Have you ever missed somebody so much it hurts?
I have no words right now and those of you who know me know that's a rarity.

 

[RebeccaLeah]

Have you ever missed somebody so much it hurts?
I have no words right now and those of you who know me know that's a rarity.

*Hugs*

 

[she_is_my_addiction]

i cried when i hung up last night and the phone rang two more times while i was trying to call the person back so i could ask them something...ask if we were still friends and would i always be that way? would i at least have the comfort of knowing that despite everything, i'd never lose her friendship?

i don't know, but i want her to be happy no matter what and i know in my heart that i'd do anything for her if she asked. if you're reading this the right way, then you understand my meaning. i can't stand to see her in pain, and i'd right everything if i could.

if you're willing to do anything for someone, absolutely anything, even willing to let them go if they asked you to, isn't that a sign of the strongest love...?

 

[destinie21]

I started to make up an anonomyous user name to post this because I never wanted to be the victim or to be that woman, you know "that" woman that we tend to look down on because after all she's a fool for staying and a fool for not fighting back and an idiot for taking it for so long. but what about the shame? what about the hurt and what about the fear that solidifies in her chest and the the small of her back like ice cubes, what about the sweat that runs down her spine because it's ten minutes past the time when she was supposed to be home? what about the falling down flights of stairs and cotusions
broken bones and all the confusion
dark sunglasses to cover up lies
a little makeup
carefully structrued foundation of lies
what about the realm beyond reality where she and I abide?
what about the strength she has?
how come she can't just fight back
or be stronger
or be more instead of less
because then she wouldn't be quite so useless
and what about the baby she wants to live for
and the girl she once adored
and the good times
before and between all the bad ?

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Major step babe, told ya you were strong,
stronger than me.

You're gonna do this, we're gonna do this.

Ties that bind me and my soul sistah. Making us stonger.

Who loves ya baby? J does.

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

So many people have had cause to use this outlet to vent over the 14 months it has been in existence, I feel someone of responsibility should be put in charge of it, to properly maintain the facility.


I nominate minisue, she should be good at all the duckt work.

 

[RenzaJones]

One way or another I'm going to find you....
Don't you just love Blondie?