I’ll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon

Tell me a little something…

Where is it written that just because you have the ability to voice your opinion on any topic that people have to stop and listen to a damn thing you fucking say?

There are times when I just have to look at people and wonder why the fuck they think that anything they’re babbling makes any difference to anyone other than themselves.

I know it’s kinda hard for me to even go there, but really I may be all noise and light but I know that no one really cares.

It’s just some people get.so.angry about the fact that no one is listening to their blatantly racists/stupid/arrogant tirades.

I would laugh if it wasn’t so fucking sad.

They slip between the sentries of the heart

Yours truely nearly died this week. And not my usual I NEARLY DIED! Drama, no I really almost died.

Those of you who know me know that I have a severe bleeding issue. Lack of iron in the blood and indometreosis equals on nearly dead me. This happened back in 2002 (I blogged about it!) but for it to happen again, when I’m older…heavier…and with more on my plate (new baby, new love) it really struck me how I just don’t take care of myself. I mean, I make sure I’m clean and lookin purdy when I go out an about with my people… but the order is Kids Paul Dog Me and when it comes right down to it…I skip me.

This is totally clear to me now… especially when last Sat I had what basically amounted to an emotinal break down. Complete with Screaming Throwing Fits!!! The action figure is out later this year.

Anywho- So in taking care of FilthyRotten I fail…

After five pints of blood my whitecell count is only up to half of what it needs to be, but hey… it’s better than 1/4th, amirite?!

Do I promise to take better care of myself? Well, I don’t… I just won’t, I know me. But I do promise to not bite the heads of those who want to help take care of me and actually take advice to slow down and to let myself relax more.

I promise.

And www.pandora.com is amazing, just letting YOU know.

Red Eyed Monkeys From Space… and other moving dreams!!!

When I woke up on the edge of dreaming was this…

“What do your eyes tell you?” That my sons are Azteca. “What does your heart tell you?” That they are my sons.

don’t tell me what you’re gonna do or what you wanna do, tell me what you already did

So. I fed the camera batteries to a shark.

offline a blog is just a journal

So, I ended up keeping up my blogging while I was offline. Basically it’s just a huge file filled with my ranting that possibly maybe I’ll add them to my actual blog.
Until then!!
So, twitter.
It’s really easy to lose yourself in the trending topics, however most of the time I’m like WTF are these people talking about?! Are you serious? urh, what?
So…I will stay away from the trending topics. While vastly amusing I’m just not savvy enough to figure out what’s going on.
And I know I said I’d never EVER do it, but I’m playing D&D. Not right now, mind you, but I’ve played a few games. HORRORSHOW! It’s actually kind of fun, no matter that most of the time I’m asking “which dice?” and “why the fuck would you wanna do that?”

What a fool without you.

And what a fool WITH you, too, it seems.

So. five years, huh? Funny thing time. It passes and all I have left behind me is a long srolling history of words.

History of wrongs, rights, hates and loves.

But enough, I’ve done more than my fair share of bloging about my blog.

I sent in a book in a nutshell entry a few days back. I was trying to write something enthralling about Pax, when in reality the whole goddamned place is enthralling…to me at least.  And while that is usually the litmus paper that I rule my life by I actually have to find a way to bring the whole island to life for someone else. And shit boy howdy that’s fucking hard.

None the less, your loving neighborhood FilthyRotten has got it all figured our. . Okay so I don’t really, I’m just flying by the sweat of my pants..which is better than flying by the seat of someone elses.

Also I’m typing really fucking fast to night. Which means I’m typing EXTRA HARD something is wrong with the way my screen/ computer reads the wordpress type screen. meaning that my stupid words come out extra fucking slow.

and I typed those last three words of the last sentance extra fucking slow.

HA! I DID I T AGAIN!

I amuse myself so much.

Goodnight!

Be Cool Bitch, Be Cool.

You know how I love jumping on the bandwagon with most of the literary junk out there on the interneats…

so how happy do you think I was when I found out about National Poem Writing Month.

I was very happy people! The only thing I don’t like about it is that you HAVE to post your poem on your blog and show it to the world where it’s liable to be stolen or reworded into an auto commercial.

But will I do it? Hell fucking yeah! I’m geeked for it. It’s not just for this month either, I think April is the big push month. Actually they seem to do a poem a day for every day. That’s three hundred and sixty five poems people! unless it’s a leap year then you have one extra poem to line the bird cages with.

So today is day 2 of the NaPoWriMo so I have to write 2 poems…well don’t know if I HAVE to but I’m going to.

So buckle your boots, bitches! Here we go.

1- Shimbroad

I kiss the expanse of your shoulders

and laugh to myself under my breath

where you can barely hear me.

You press your lips to my ear

and barely audible

you sigh.

2- Journey

We take a million steps

each one piled high with weary strain

destination

well known

we just don’t want to get there

every fight

every touch adding weight

feathers and concrete

breaking bones under the challenge

pulling ourselves along

knowing that the finish

means we go our separate ways

which is better

this slow decimation under the burden of this love

or

the bird bone lightness of being alone?

Oh I know, powerful works there FR… well you can just shut it!

Annie waits…but not for me.

I’m not going to do a post con OMG WHAT I DID! report b/c I never do. I’m just a bitch like that. Besides it’d be a week late and what good is that?
I will say I met some amazing furs and first time convention goers… first time to a furry con and first time to FWA. I love the first timers… more than you’d ever imagine. They’re so much fun and it really echoes back to my first furry convention which was FWA. This year’s FWA was teeming with recollections of past years, which really fucking freaked me out because in movies when everyone is all going flashbacky on you that means you’re all going to run out of oxygen and die a horrible death.
So, after a few hours of discussing how I’d beat up an exgirlfriend of Paul’s …well maybe not beat up, maybe just savage and threaten, I’ve decided that I’m going to go ahead and LARP with a friend of mine.
I know, sounds like those two things just DON’T MESH… but they do! I won’t tell you how other than to just ley you know that your friendly FilthyRotten might end up spending some time in the pokey. Rather not though. I’ve got better things to do…
You know, like, knit.
I’ve decided to go ahead and open that there Etsy shop… I’ve not put anything together for a long time and I’m kind of worries that I’m not going to get my steampunk shit together anytime soon.
I know I’m not going to be able to attend the Forest of Doors thing until later this spring. maybe that’ll give me all the time I need to get my shit together. and by shit together i mean at least build my basic outfit.
okay, today has been all about fighting and telling people how to defend themself if they find themself in a situation where they ave to beat up people.
On the one hand it makes me happy to tell people how to defend themself, on the other hand I feel like a monster for being able to tell thim at the drop of a hat what their physical weak spots are. I feel like a wolf eyeing calves and slathering.
Ah, well, now that I feel like a vicious beast I’m going to beat the crap out of some laundry! Rrrrrgh!!!

Ninja with it

So, remember how I said I didn’t find anything interesting on Etsy? Color me wrong.
Steampunk baby. Hand crafted goodness. IDEAS IDEAS IDEAS!! I’ve not been making any scarves or anything because I was all “what am I going to do with them all? Give them away?” but now…oh now I know!
I’m pretty excited about both etsy and Squidoo, too.
Will post more when I know more!

This skin belongs to you

I have no idea what in the heck has been going on with my blog posts recently. it’s like my blog has a coding life of it’s own that I’m unaware of. Today, because of DLST I’m totally awake at the wrong hour! So I’m gonna update my links and junk…because I know you’ve been wondering when I was gonna get around to doing that. Also I’m going to actually CREATE those seconary pages and shut down Fausblog. wish me the luck!

Hard to stop my evil ways

So let me update you on my internet life…

Of course I’m still KoL’ing it up. Kingdom of Loathing is an online MMO (I would like to put RPG but Paul tells me that’s not right…well SMOKE YOU, PAUL!!) I’m Cinnibunny, FYI. You’ll find me in the chat room forgetting how to spell. Oh yeah, like THAT’s something new. I donate to this site.

I’m also falling totally in love with Pandora Radio right now, it’s not another one of those “add some music make a station” sites. This particular site uses something they call the Music Genome Project which is basically this… you put in a song or artist that you like and the MGP matches it up to similar music based on music, tones, songstyle, lyrics and a bunch of other things. For those of us with honestly have eclectic tastes the MPG makes for a very interesting and enjoyable music experience… after tweeking your likes and dislikes of course. As far as I’m concerned, Pandora is worth it. It’s one of the few companies that I donate my hard earned cashes to.

For a quick and dirty laugh I read Geekologie to quote the site “Gadgets, Gizmos and Awesome”. And we know I can’t stay away from the awesome.

I’ve found Twitter…but who hasn’t? Follow me! /FilthyRotten.

I also listen to Shitty Blog Radio. Jeckles is the shit.

Online shopping has become a new passion for me too.

Old Navy has a plus size (online only) section that I’ve bought from over and over again recently, all their clothing has been comfortable and affordable and fashionable.

Amazon.com has gotten better at packaging which makes me one happy heifer.

Paul got me an amazing wool coat from Macys.com. Made me so happy, dude! I loved how it came packaged, too!

Zenni Optical is next on my list of places to buy from. So far I haven’t liked Etsy.com. I think I’m the only one, actually.