Connecting with The Mother
True Friends
True" Friendship
None of that Sissy Crap
Are you tired of those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound good,
But never actually come close to reality?
Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship.
You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card-
Just the stone cold truth of our great friendship.
1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against The sorry bastard who made you sad.
2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile -- I will know you finally got laid.
4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you about it every chance I get.
5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much Worse it could be until you quit whining.
6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.
7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well Again. I don't want whatever you have.
8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.
9. This is my oath.... I pledge it to the end. "Why?" you may ask; "because you are my friend".
Friendship is like peeing your pants,
everyone can see it, But only you can feel the true warmth.
Send this to 10 of your closest friends,
Then get depressed because you can only think of 4.
My Personality Type
I took the Myers-Briggs personality test and here are the results:
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ISTJ - "Trustee". Decisiveness in practical affairs. Guardian of time- honored institutions. Dependable. 11.6% of total population. |
A Garden Blessing
A Garden Blessing
Lord and Lady,
Earth faeries all,
bless my garden through
Winter, Spring,
Summer, Fall.
Speak my flowers into bloom
within their proper time,
and grant that vegetables and fruits
grow lushly in their clime.
By Air, Fire, Water, Earth,
I give good thanks to Thee,
that when needed most
my garden will give peace and rest to me.
So mote it be.
- Galen Gillotte
It's a four-letter word.
Poop. Yes I said it..POOP! Why can't the cats clean out their own cat boxes? And why can't the dogs scoop up their own poop? Why do I have to clean it up? I'd much rather sit around and eat bons bons. I need to devise a spell to plug the critters up. Would that be considered black magic? I wonder what would be the karmic implications. Mmmm, on second thought...




