“Let’s stop.”

August 10, 2006

(the beginning)

“please…let’s quit…please…”

“hmm? yeh ok….”

“Catonya listen to me. Please. Let’s quit. You won’t like who I’ll be if we don’t.”

we didn’t because I didn’t really want to.
then it was too late.

Comment posted by
at 1/1/0001 12:00:00 AM

It’s always too late.

I’m a Runna

August 5, 2006

I’m a Runna

The four of us were sitting in the kitchen at his brothers, talking and catching up.

“Y’all tell me if I get too far out there, ok? You’re my family so I’ll listen to you.”

His brother grinned and shook his head.

“what?”

“No you won’t bro.”

“won’t what? ….oh…yeh I will. you’re my family- I promise I’ll listen.”

“yeh, but you won’t hear us. we’ll tell ya- but you won’t hear.”

Months later he did tell you.
And his wife told you.

“nah- I’m cool. really -don’t worry.”

I told you.
and told you
and told you.

“running circles around ‘em, rubbin’ their nose in it. and oh yeh- here’s your shit sandwich. bon appetit.” on the 10 o’clock news.

didn’t you see? cheerleading squads standin on corners- waving like GD Nascar when you flew by here. half the police force behind you. 3 times you screamed by like a bat outta hell throwin shit out- 6 patrol cars behind you. counted 9 the next time. 16 – SIXTEEN patrol cars when you made that last pass!

you’ve fucking lost your mind! gonna lose your life if you don’t STOP… just stop…. please. leave town for awhile. for ever. go. Mexico- Cali – anywhere. I’ll go with you. I’ll stay here. whatever the fuck you want to get you out.

cause you’re gonna die if you don’t. I feel it. Can’t you feel it in the air? fury and hatred. They hate you for breathing. Hate you for making fools of them. Don’t you get it?!! they wear the badges, they have the power. gonna come seeking retribution, they’ll say they’re protecting this fine city. Kill your ass and won’t matter that it was an accident because you’re gonna be dead all the same. dead- do you hear me?!!! D E A D fucking dead!”

had to stop telling you -it was driving you further away.
couldn’t watch your back if it was too far away to see.

(deep breath)
for you who helped me see the importance of posting this entry- thank you.

Comment posted by
at 1/1/0001 12:00:00 AM

I’ve stared at this post for about twenty minutes now.

I’ve got the words in my heart, but they’re too jumbled and chunky to pass my lips.

I read this post, C. I read it and read it and read it again.

I read this, C. That’s all.

damn but

August 4, 2006

I do get tired of home alone on Friday nights. not that I’d rather be out because I hadn’t. Just not so alone at home.

Comment posted by
at 1/1/0001 12:00:00 AM

: (

Gotta get you out! Call a friend and go for a ride or bowling or catch a movie or shoot some pool. It’s still early, you know.

unbelievable -revised

August 2, 2006

This DA should be ordered to serve equal time.

This judge should be thrown off the bench.

sorry haven’t posted in the last few days. boring boring here. too hot to do anything.
because this post is so boring, decided to add a recent pic of Rex and tell you one of my weird little quirks.

Do your dogs lay beside the bed and stick only their heads under the bed? (opposite of this pic I know) but do they? because I swear mine do this only to drive me crazy. I have this stupid phobia that the bed could somehow fall. At any time, guests in my home are likely to hear me yelling at one dog or the other, “Abby/Rex -get your head from under the bed!” it even rhymes.
ok – back to regularly unscheduled blogging.

Comment posted by
at 1/1/0001 12:00:00 AM

I agree with you about the DA and the Judge.
Rex is a great looking dog! My dogs will sometimes put their heads under the coffee table.