This Is Not The End..... (I'm digging this song)

"Waiting For The End"


This is not the end, this is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady something empty’s within them
We say yeah with fists flying up in the air
Like we’re holding onto something that’s invisible there
Cause we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it, forget it, let it all disappear

Waiting for the end to come
Wishing I had strength to stand
This is not what I had planned
It’s out of my control
Flying at the speed of light
Thoughts were spinning in my head
So many things were left unsaid
It’s hard to let you go

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie
All I want to do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven’t got

Sitting in an empty room
Trying to forget the past
This was never meant to last
I wish it wasn’t so

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie
All I want to do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven’t got


What was left when that fire was gone
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it’s like moving on
And I don’t even know what kind of things I said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So I’m picking up the pieces, now where to begin
The hardest part of ending is starting again


All I want to do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven’t got
I’m holding on to what I haven’t got
I’m holding on to what I haven’t got


This is not the end, this is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady something empty’s within them
We say yeah with fists flying up in the air
Like we’re holding onto something that’s invisible there
Cause we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it, forget it let it all disappear

Stop Bumping Me Mister!

Last night I tried to cuddle with Dennis while watching the election results. I call it 'cuddling' he called it 'wallering'... (Like that's even a word)!  Anyway, Every time I got really comfortable he would bump me away.  

After three or more times I said:  ugh! Stop that!! I just love you so much!

He said: I love you too!! Now go away!  This is my quiet time.

Gotta love 20 years together!

The Losers on my Couch

When I say "Couch", I mean... in my vicinity.  And when I say vicinity..., I mean people I deal with on a regular basis.  These people that are on my "couch" need a job.  

They need to get up... get dressed... and get a job.  

They have bills to pay and things to do, and have no time for thier sickness or listening to their pettiness. Aka thier stupidity.....

Stupidity to understand the rules are not basis for getting their way.  No, it means you need to know the rules.  They are in place to keep your ass off my couch.  

So if you are sitting on my couch... you need to get with the program, because I am fixing to clean house!  

Buyah!

Life Is Happening Right In Front Of You!

Yesterday I went to the fair.  It baffles me how many people that go together, I thought for spending time with each other, actually don't!  Every person in the group on thier cell phone!  Walking into things or tripping over things because their head is down.  I saw them get seperated from each other too. So sad.  People need to know while looking down, life is happening right in front of you.  If you would rather spend your day with the people you are texting, then have THEM go to the fair with you and leave the ones your ignoring at home.  They probably have better things to do, and better company they can keep....then to spend the day with you if all your going to do is ignor them by being on your phone!

I Could have Lost A Limb!!

I went to the Doc's office last week because I had a mole that itched and then stung when I scratched it.  I hate moles.. they are pesky little wart like wanna-be's!
I get in fairly quickly which is not normal.  Usually there is a long wait.  When I get back to the room my doctor comes is like right away with the big gun.  I am getting excited thinking that I can get rid of some of these things,  however, she looks at my mole and says ... "hmmm  I don't know what that is!"

Me: "Really?  Your a doctor,  your suppose to know what this is."

Doc: "No I will cut it out and send it off to have a biopsy done to it."

Okay wait... what?  Where's the gun?  Use the gun!
Me:  "So basically it is slow today and you are bored?"

Doc:  "Yeah I need to make more money today and you have insurance right?"
She goes on to explain,  "What I will do is make a small incision and cut it out and then stitch you up.

She leaves and comes back with a shot.
Doc:  "I am going to numb the area in here, and then take you to the procedure room."

Me: "You expect me to walk after you give me a numbing shot?"

Doc: "It's only going to numb your shoulder."
So she tells me... "This shot is gonna sting."

Well that makes no sense!  Give me a shot so I don't feel anything but the shot is going to sting? What kind of rinkydink outfit are you running here!?!?!

After she SLOWLY gives me this stinging shot... which I think she rather enjoyed... she has me walk
to the "Procedure room" where she hands me a clipboard  with a piece of paper on it.
Doc: "Here sign this. It basically says you can lose your life, but allows me to do this anyway."

Oh!!  Is that all!  Where's the pen?!?!

I hold my arm sleeve out of her way and I guess she cuts on my arm.  Apparently the stinging shot works, cause I really couldn't feel anything.

Then I hear her say... "Well crap!  Stupid me!"

This is NOT something I really want to hear when someone is cutting on my arm, especially if I can't feel it.  I could be losing a limb right now and not even know it!!!

Me: "What?"

Doc: "I set the tool I need down over there when I wasn't done with it."

Me: "Can't you reach it?"

Doc: "Yes, but now it isn't sterile."

Me: "Well... I did sign that paper....."

Doc:  "True!....."

I tell her that I had not come to the doctor to be cut on.  And that I had not had stitches since I was a new born.  So I would like a lot of stitches... so I can play the sympathy card all day and get stuff done for me at home. :)

Doc: "How many do you want?"

Me: "Twenty two!"

Doc: "I can give you three!"

Me: "Okay!  That'll work!"

I get to go next week to get the stitches out and find out the results.  Then I hope to have her remove more of these pesky things with a gun this time!!