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Sep 12, 2005
just thought to say hello.. love you all.. 18monkeys..
18monkeys monkied around @ 02:34 pm
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Jun 19, 2005
This is 18monkeys... Just thought to let you know. Chris is in Albuquerque taking care of her children and she won't be back for a while to update but I will try and update for her through letters. Yeah... and she doesn't have internet connection where she lives. but for now ta ta..
18monkeys monkied around @ 08:42 pm
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Apr 8, 2005
Waitin for the Parentals to arrive
Just sitting here waiting for the Parents to arrive...got done doing my taxes...man WHAT BULLSHIT!!!!
I cannot believe adulthood sucks so much balls~~MAJOR MONKEY BALLS MAN!!! WELL I'M DONE WITH THAT and now I have to feed my parasitic ameboea and get them dressed for the day!!! SHIT Taxes put me behind! well later till next time...Don't forget to floss all your Cracks. Just don't sniff the string afterwards. :D
wiskeygirl monkied around @ 01:49 pm
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Apr 7, 2005
THING'S WORSE THEN DIRT IN THE EAR...
That is dirt in the EYE, especially with contacts. As i sit and ponder lifes little mistakes I wonder who will mourn the dying of the young, The birth of the old and the events in between and on the outside of the lines of life. who will notice the good men gone? the whore boys lost? chaste girls forgotten? then flogged for letting their flower go to the silver tongued man with the nice hair eyes smile skin smell. Hell on size 7.5 shoes and really bad taste and style. so unsatisfied and laziness is my refuge. But for how long will that last? Uncertainty is a muses poison. what is mine? mud.
wiskeygirl monkied around @ 04:43 pm
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Miscomunique and all that that implies!
Yesterday was a good day to just relax, and I would have If my mother hadn't called and told me that my dad had forgotten to take care of some lawyer business. I didn't think anything of it until I found out that I had less then 3 hours to make it to a town 1 hour away and catch the last mail time of Gallup post office. Which, by the way, closed at Five. Anyway I had to call all sorts of different places to ensure addresses were correct and what not. Anyhow, I got that all taken care of and I thought that getting a Pizza from a little joint called Pizza warehouse would make us feel a little better. So we went and enjoyed each others company, myself, My daughters, and 18monkeys, but Things went sour after we got our food and drinks and made our way to the mall. We ate and then went inside and headed straight for the store called Hot Topic. Inside this dark and dreary refuge was a lot of cool Items, a lot of which I really liked. But 18monkeys was changed somehow...not the fun loving girl I knew but some Teen-age bitch from the grave. Acting all EMBARRASED by ME! It cut me deep to think that 18monkeys could do a 180 like that and treat me so shoddy. I tried to show her all types of funny things and make her laugh but, alas, she persisted in her dour state of affairs. Upset I grabbed my daughter Serenity and called to Happy, that I wanted to sit on the bench outside that store. 18monkeys came out minutes later and we, in a solemn state, walked quietly back to the car. I FUCKING hate it when people sulk. I know it is just another form of a natural depression but shit. Take care of it if you know you have it!!! I have put up with that shit for far too long to allow it back into my life in the form of a moody know-it-all Teenager!!! to make an extremely long story semi-long, on the way back I just lost it like I just did right now. I went off on her and said some mean, and fucked up things. Don't get me wrong...I hurt so much to say those words but all it took was a little bit of coaxing from lovely 18m her self. I fell, failed and fell at the same time. I love my DANI so much i can't breathe. My beautiful sister is all I stay around my wretched folks for. And I abused her verbally, granted most of it was stuff she needed to hear but I still hurt from saying it. I know what it is like to be the ostrasized outcast reject. I never wanted to hurt her but she mopes like a lost kitten with no home. All that sadness is not good, all that anger is not good. Sometimes too much of it will kill. My baby sister needs to live past us all so that she can help mankind. I believe in her that much, so that is why is sickens me to see her in her self-pitying, wallowing, state of mind. I want so much to offer her the world, but who am I kidding? I am a sharp tounged sassy destitute bitch with nothing to offer anyone but life advice that I don't even take my self. I would love to make someone happy the way I want to be happy. Because then my sorrows and pains would matter little. I would be able to die and say, "That person is better because of me." "She is happy because of me." DANIELLE, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MY SWEET BABY. DON'T BE SO MELANCHOLY, KNOW YOUR WORTH, KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU! LOVE CHRIS"
wiskeygirl monkied around @ 04:38 pm
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Apr 5, 2005
Iquiring minds wanna know...Monkeys,rural areas, and green?
Well to start things off I'd just like to say, Thank you to those who have viewed my new born Blog. Nextly Monkeys, I like them with a passion not unlike insanity bordering on critically instititionalized psychosis. Rural Areas are good because of the solcae and solitude It could provide if you let it. Being from a small City myself I know what it is like to NeVeR have time to myself. Rural areas are oft times beautiful in its quiet desolation. Green, ah the color. I love anything Green and I do mean Anything. I never thought It a garrish color even as a pea -veggie- color. mmmmm veggies. This entry is made 12 hours later. I've no news to speak of other than I love my life and as destitute as I may be I will always love my life because I have people in it like 18monkeys to keep me on lifes golden course.
wiskeygirl monkied around @ 11:49 am
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MOnkeys, Rural Areas, Green
... And why I like them all! Before an explination is submitted about the title, here is more about me. As of 11:48 pm today I am an exhausted, frazzled mother of two monsters. My boob goblins refuse me rest, sustanance, and pity. Furthering their own ends, they lie and wait, like two hungry lionesses ready to pounce me, the gimpy deer. *sigh*
As my gimpiness subsides I suprise them, not the deer they see, but the viciouse hunter out for blood. So goes the battle of bed time. As I sit and orate to my 18monkeys, I ponder life's little questions. One of which is "why does velcro work on everything but its mate?" and "they can cure cancer, but not gas" Another one would be, "Whats up with the price of gas?" and "why do I have two sides of the same shoe?" *sigh*
I think i can answer one of them, and that is "Its a government conspiricy against the velcro company and the makers of spandex every where."
On to other things...
My day was uneventful, in the sense that chaos on a daily basis can become mondain in and of itself. Like a General on the battlefield I choose my wars, and the approach to take. Should I, in my most velvety soft, honey sweet voice, coax and plead with my opponent to eat breakfeast? Or should I, like General Paton, use fear to get what I need to get done? I chose the latter and lost, then resorted to the first and lost. Then I posted my white flag and lost. With two hungry cranky girls I admitted defeat, and instead of a nutritiouse meal, Popcorn Balls and Soda were the bounty and the spoils.
Then came the cleaning up which went ok. With two hopped up sugar feinds running circles into the carpet, I commenced an "operation clean clothes" I lost.
You see as a mother, I will have to resign myself to losing every battle i under go for the sake of peace. Peace for my babies, happiness for them. In a sense I win, because I've accomplished one thing, and that was happy telling me with no urging or coaxing on my part, "Mommy I love you, big hug and gimmie kiss" VICTORY IS MINE ATLAST.
Today my metaphores are war like in nature. Tomorrow I may resort to fish, or maybe even porcupines. I wonder how that will be. Just thinking about today is exhausting so i will leave you with the first part of my day.
wiskeygirl monkied around @ 12:06 am
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Name- Chris Watchman
Age- 25
Sex- Yes Please!
Weight- Not unlike a wheel barrow full of sand.
Brown Hair, Brown eyes, Brown skin and an ingrown toenail.
Height- 5'5"
I'll Ask you to stay outta my affairs, you do not need to know which foot the ingrown is on.
Songs of Souls Past, Present and...
:Twirling Vortex:
Holders of the keys to my heart.
Terrence- The love of my life and the father of my beautiful two daughters. My breath, my pain, my sun, my rain, my one and my all.
Happy- My first suprise, my center, my sanity, my intimate gift to our world. Princess Bubble Gum, ruler of the land of all things sweet. Lover of things pink, feathery, and fluffy.
Serenity- My second, my storm, my solice from the world, my wild innocence. With jeweled eyes she speaks, a private language only I can hear; my joy. Princess Gum Drop, General of Soda Pop Lake and the borders of Cotton Candy Forest. Loves to bite, scream and eats everything... I mean EVERYTHING.
-18monkeys- My link to wild life, the eyes from which I see, the legs on which I stand. The jeweled beauty that is hidden in stone. Living in a life of misery, she speaks beautiful, sees beautiful, knows beauty is not in the eye of the beholder but in the seer themsleves. Knows not her worth. MY BABY SISTER :D
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