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Sunday, April 6, 2003

Stop annoying me already!!!!

Grrrrrrrrrr........ People!!!!!! When will you get it into your thick skulls that:

I don't want to enlarge my penis! I gave up my penis years ago, as soon as I realized I'm a woman! Grrrrrrrrrr...

I don't want any of your Nigerian dad's money! I'm not listed with stupid(!), but you sure are! Grrrrrrrrrr...

I don't need a mortgage! I got one already, thank-you-very-much, and I have enough monthly payments as it is! Hey, maybe you want to take over my payments? I'll be glad to let you!!! Grrrrrrrrrr...

I don't need a new credit card! I like to walk around with piles of money stashed in my pants. It helps me hide my extra pounds too! Grrrrrrrrrr...

I don't want to claim my prize/free tickets/free vacation! With my luck, I'll end up with 3 nights on some deserted island, listening to a screaming heavy metal band, eating frogs! Grrrrrrrrrr...

I don't want to get paid for my opinions or for taking surveys! My opinions are none of your business, damn, and if you insist on wanting to know what they are - read my bloody blog!!! Grrrrrrrrrr...

Don't send me your naked pictures, for god's sake. Save me the horror!!! When I want to get going, I turn to my hubby for hot stuff. Damn, you're disgusting!!! Grrrrrrrrrr...

No, I don't want to lose weight with your witchcraft new formula! I'm doing ok by myself... You know what? I have a winning method to lose weight. Interested? Give me your money, and then will make a deal! Grrrrrrrrrr...

I don't need DVD's, nor cheap color for my printer! I steal those at night time when everybody else sleep! I save my money, Bozos!!! Grrrrrrrrrr...

No, I need no life insurance from you losers! If I buy one, my husband might get the idea that it'll be very profitable for him to just kill me! Grrrrrrrrrr...

Ok... Just finished cleaning my inbox... What a load of spam garbage!!!


Lorien said it @ 12:58 PM MT l


Cracked pots

Since it seems I don't have much to say these days, let me share this story with you. It was send to me by E-mail:

Cracked pots

A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily,with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on YOUR side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."

Moral of the story: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them...

I hope you're having a nice weekend *s*.

Lorien said it @ 09:52 AM MT l


Thursday, April 3, 2003

Being loved by a special man

Look what my sweetie had sent me this morning in mail, to make my spirit fly, since I've been a bit under the weather these last few days...

Dear Motek (sweetie in Hebrew)

I just wanted to say three little words:

I Love You.

I do. Forever.


Love Love Love

The poem bellow... wouldn't been written if I didn't have him in my life... His support, total acceptance and understanding, loving who I am, giving me all the space I need... All of this is a wonderful base to bloom on.

I'm so thankful for having him in my life... and so lucky.

Lorien said it @ 10:18 AM MT l


Tuesday, April 1, 2003


You know, people. I've come to think that I don't share much of myself with you guys... well, not the real juicy stuff! Anyway, today I've made a difficult decision. It's time for me to do the "coming out of the closet" thingy... you know, let the truth be known. I've chosen to write it in a form of a poem. For some reason, it seemed proper*s*...

So here it is... Please bear with me... It wasn't easy to write...

Revelation (aka: How I fell in love with her)

I look at her, I'm so amazed
She looks so fresh and new
I knew her for so many years
But now I love her too

Back then she was one angry chick
Who rarely smiled or shared
She always wore the blackest shades
It seemed she never cared

I've tried to hug so many times
She always ran away
I tried my best to understand
But only felt dismay

I often wondered if I should
Pursue this futile game
I didn't like her much at all
Her looks, her thoughts, her name

For years I've tried to understand
The things that made her blue
But her quiet spirit pulled me in
I felt attracted too

I look at her, I'm so amazed
No walls, no angry look
She smiles at me, she is so calm
She's like an open book

She talks to me of many things
She'd never told before
I've come to know I love her so
It makes me flourish more.

I send my hand and touch her hips
Caress her curves, her hair
I let her know I love the change
I'm there with her to share

I look at her
(The one I finally came to love and know)...

In the mirror.

That's it... That is all. Do you still love me????? Hehehehehe....... Oh my... What were you thinking there, for a sec???

Gazillion Thank-you's to Neil, a very prolific poet, who was kind/sweet enough to read this pre publishing, and helped me with few suggestions. He loved it, and for me - that means a lot!!! Neil, you're the best! Thank you so much *s*.

Lorien said it @ 12:48 AM MT l