Paradise - Part 3 [Short]

Ell woke in a bit of a daze, the night before wasn't something she was going to forget anytime soon. She climbed out of the bed, clinging the bedsheet to her chest as if she had something to hide from someone. Her legs quaked a bit and she collapsed to her knees, putting a hand on the ground to hold herself steady. Nothing but a giggle escaped her lips as she looked over at Vin snoozing on the bed, he was quite rough, just as lust should be.
She stood again, and her legs quaked again as well. She managed to get over to the window and lean against the wall as her head dropped forward and her rolled back; she could feel continuous small eruptions just below her stomach; pure pleasure and bliss. She finally moved herself to open the window just a bit. She lived in a somewhat small apartment with no air-conditioning and the air in her room had gotten a little stale. Ell shuffled back over to the bed and quickly spread the sheet over Vin and herself. It was early morning, the sun hadn't risen yet and still she could see Vin just as clearly as if it had. She traced nonsensical designs on his arm and lifted the blanket to do the same on his chest.
"I love you so much." She whispered; blushing heavily at the various ideas of things she could do to him whilst he sleep. Those very thoughts made her heart pound in her chest and her legs became restless. Her finger snaked shyly down his chest and onto his stomach, where she paused to watch his facial reactions. He didn't wake, just stirred a bit and snuggled against the bed. Ell blushed heavier and continued her finger down her lover's body biting her lip when she took hold of his shaft. Her eyes faded half-closed as he came to full attention in her hand. She wanted to go for a 4th round and just as she began to shift beneath the sheet, he rolled over to his other side and began to snore.
Ell gaped her mouth and made a dissatisfied face. It was truly upsetting; so she 'humphed' and turned her back to him as well; but smiled because once again, he was close to her.

Series of questions.

Just answer then in a comment.
Some of them are just to see how well you know me?

Who are you to me?
How close are we?
What's my favorite colour?
Who's my favorite video game character?
When's my birthday?
What's the oddest mannerism you think I have?
What's my favorite time of day?
What's my favorite type of bladed weapon?
What's my best feature?
What's the stupidest thing I ever did?
How much cash-money do I carry on me at any given time?
Do you like me?
Do you love me?
Would you touch me?
If you had one day to spend with me, how would you spend it?
If you had $50 to buy me a present, what would you get me?
What's the most precious thing I've done for you?
What do I do that drives you insane?
Are you tired of answering these stupid questions?
If I had to make you something; what do you think it would be?
What do I think about the world?
Will I rule it?
What's something I say a lot?
What's something I say too much?
What's something I don't say enough?
What mood am I in most of the time?
What mood of mine do you favor most?
Would you let me kill you?
Would you kill me?
Could you kill me?
If you had to choose, would you sacrifice yourself for me?
Would you let me sacrifice myself for you?
Do you think I'd do it regardless of your answer?
What's my favorite article of clothing?
What's my biggest hobby?
What's my least favorite thing to do?
What's mt worst feature?
What type of dances do I most prefer?
How many different dance styles do I know?
Can I sing?
What's my favorite emotion?
What's my favorite song?
Where do I live?
If I said; "Move like a boomerang, go on out, and bring it on back." What would you say/do?
If I was to touch you, where would you want me to touch you?
Where would I touch you, regardless of what you wanted?
Would the 'touch' actually be a punch or kick?
What position is my 'thinking' position?
What's my thinking word?
Shana: How much do I love you?


These questions were generated by a random question generator. Except that last one.

Happy Valentine's Day

Well, it's the one day of the year that reminds you of only one of two things. You're with someone and you're loving it, or you're single and are clearly aware of it now.

Whatever it may be for you, Happy 'whatever' Day!

But this particular post is for my special girl. And things that I feel she should know.

"We didn't meet 'later' we met now. That should mean something."
I said that not to soon again, right? Well I'm glad that I didn't have to use it for it's intended purpose. Through all of our problems we managed to work through them and we're still happy. I now live in this beautiful world because of you and I can't imagine it any other way. We've spent some amazing days together and even though it's only been a short while in how long we wish this to last, I know what's going to happen next and I can't wait. Things can only get better. Well... You call me stupid so they may get a little worse before they get better but, whatever~

I love you, Dear. And I want to tell you something special. I know that sometimes you feel like I don't let you in. I understand that it upsets and frustrates you but please know that it's just a personal issue. You know I've grown up with very strict rules and have had a tough life just as you have. You know that in my household it's always been THINK before you act, and you're the exact opposite. Everything in my life required caution, moments of thought, silence, order, and work and business. There wasn't much time for feelings and cute things so it's hard for me to get used to showing these things. Honestly, in the past we've had, I opened up to you a lot more than I would've ever expected, and I'm not completely open only because it's scary to allow yourself to be vulnerable with another. But over these past months, I'm learning that it's oukay. I, like every man, had/have wild and crazy fantasies and dreams I want to happen; but I know that if I push you away and run, I won't ever have this happiness again. So I've forgotten all about it.

We've got such plans for the future and I want them to come true. Forever is a long time and if you're really up to that, then... Wow. You're not as weak as you keep saying you are. Those three words that are so amazing to hear keep ringing in my ears and it makes me feel ouh so special. But enough of this, I love you, Precious. And I hope this Valentine's Day means something special.
<3

When life falls into Perspective

When you start to notice how short life is; when you start to notice each and every item around your existence, and you hold each and ever person you have closer to your heart; what is when your life has fallen into true perspective. When ever morning you wake up wondering if it's your own time, if you should even bother continue life when others never got to choose.

If you knew when your love one(s) were going to pass away, would you make their last day so much more special just because of that? Would you not cry because you knew this was going to happen? Would you try to prevent it and break upon failure, or not try at all? It's true; you don't know what you've got until it's gone. When you lose something precious you learn just how important it was to you. What do you do once it gone? How long do you mourn the loss? Is it wrong to cry forever? Each and every thing in this world has it's place. Then each and every one of those things has a place in your heart. When you lose something that can not be replaced, what do you use to fill the void? Can you even fill it?

When you lay in bed at night, reminiscing about wonderful times, great things, and things you shouldn't have done; what can you use as a cure for the pain? My cure? Just to be held. But not just by anyone. One special person. But in moments when you can't have your cure, what's the next best thing? Sit in pain and misery, dragging down the moods of everyone around you, or fake a smile and at least seem happy? How long would you let me cry? Minutes? Hours? Days? Weeks?

All I can tell myself is that it's only pain, and it'll fade. But is that fair to myself? Where in this darkness is my light? I have saved the world, but who will come to save me? It's a pain deeper than any bullet or blade could reach; can you hear me cry?

Paradise - Part 2 of Untitled Story

[PARDON THE TYPOS]
Part 2 of the previously Untitled Story. Titled thanks to Shana.
Thoughts, comments, words of praise? Tell me! D<

The two took each others hand and proceeded towards the food court in the mall. The comfort of bliss filling their hearts made it easy to walk with a smile, and quick pace. Ell locked her arm in Vin's by the time they got half-way there, and and looked up at him, biting her bottom lip. She was just begging for another kiss since their last was rudely interrupted. Vin returned her gaze when they stood in the center of the food court, surrounded by tables.
"Ell, I-"
She shook her head and lightly smiled,leaning her body closer to his in relaxation. There was another moment of silence, but this one was peaceful. Finally, Vin leaned into her and pushed her against one of the tables and claimed her lips in what she felt was the most ferocious kiss she'd ever had. In shock and confusion she opened her eyed wide, but her body seemed to know what was going on; her hands slithered up his stomach and onto his chest where she grabbed handfuls of his shirt. After a moment her mind settled and her eyes relaxed as she was eased onto the table and pushed into a laying position. Vin only caressed her body with his eyes before returning to her lips.
His hands took her wrists and placed them above her head comfortably; his right hand pinned them down, and even though she pushed against him, she did not want to be released. Vin's teeth sank into her collar bone, and Ell let out a soft cry and arched her chest into his body. As Vin assaulted her neck and collar-area, she writhed, not knowing which part of her body wanted to touch him but that she just wanted to feel him. Vin paused and snickered at the expression on her face; it was a panicked look but so serene and content. Her body continued to writhe and dance as he looked at her and when her eyes met his once again, she quickly looked off to the side and noticed a growing crowd of people staring. She gasped.
"Ell? What's wrong?"
She 'eeped' and shut her eyes tight in a heavy blush. "Look!"
Vin picked up his head and looked around at the, now, full food court of spectators. He couldn't help but blush as well. He released Ell, and they both stood, straightening out their clothing and clearing their throats.
Ell took a moment to laugh when she pointed out Vin's clearly noticeable erection, to which he cleared his throat again and tried to pull his shirt down lower. Ell grabbed his hand and rushed out of the mall. They've had enough embarrassment for today, they'd be better off getting some place more secluded; she thought.
"We'll take my car." She stated before rushing over to her small red sports car.
"What's about mine? Wouldn't it be better if I just followed you?"
She grabbed his cheeks and forced their lips together for a solid kiss. Vin widened his eyed and kept them so through the kiss. Ell broke the kiss and opened the passenger side door, without saying a word. Vin just blinked a few times then politely climbed into the car. Ell giggled in victory, closed the door and rushed over to the driver's side, climbing in the car and shoving the key in the ignition.
"Vin?"
He looked over at her without saying a word. Ell placed both hands on the steering wheel and looked directly into it's center. She didn't speak but knew he kept his eyes on her. Another moment passed and at it's end she swiftly grabbed his closest hand and slammed it onto her chest. She gasped in excitement and turned to look at him and his new surprised and confused look; she couldn't help but laugh and after doing so, she kissed him and started the car.
"We'll pick up your car tomorrow morning."

The door to Ell's apartment flung open and slammed against the wall and the two fell in, entwined in arms, lips locked. They tussled, still standing, in as they grind the wall, taking the key out of the door, closing and locking it without paying attention. Vin pushed her more firmly against the wall before parting her legs and picked her up by her thighs. Like a dance, they spun around in sheer bliss, carelessly knocking things over, the phone, a plastic vase, a picture frame on the wall, a small table; they didn't stop to pick anything up but instead headed straight for the bedroom in their tangled mess of love.
"Ell, what're we doing?"
She put a finger over his lips as he dropped her on the edge of the bed. "Don't say a word, don't think, just let the moment take hold."
He did just that, and pushed her over with the force of his kiss, putting her back into the same hold he had her in on the mall table. She didn't resist this time, but instead let out silent moans to each of his bites and kisses. Vin stood for a moment and taking the hint, Ell copied him in quickly removing her clothes.
Ell climbed to the head of the bed and laid with one arm across her chest covering what she could, and her other crossed to the center of her body with her hand between her thighs as if she was denying him his prize. He smirked and turned around.
"Where are you going!?" She quickly boasted.
"Nowhere. Just had to see your reaction." He walked over to the bedroom door and closed it with a warm smile on his face. Nothing would be better than tonight.

Untitled Story 2

You will just have to pardon the typos and grammar mistakes, mm'kay? This is a part of a story I'd been writing, and I'd like feedback of all sorts.



“I can’t help but feel alive, there’s nothing else in the world that makes me feel this free.” Ell clasped Vin’s hand in hers and pulled it to her chest. “Don’t be afraid, it’s only love.”

Vin pulled away lightly but held onto her hand for comfort. “Love is never easy, there could be times when I make you miserable, and times when nothing works out for us, times when we need time apart and that time apart might make us separate completely.”

Ell lowered her head a bit, and with a lack of words coming to mind, she rushed him, and wrapped her arms ferociously around him, digging her nails into his back, pouring her tears into his chest. “Why can’t you just trust that we’ll be okay? Why can’t you just let me love you? Everything has a variable, or a downside, you never just let us, be.” Her words bounced around in his head as his past crashed like waves in his mind.

Ell lifted her head from his chest to look him in the eye. Her tears were wiped away by a soft touch that she couldn’t help but nuzzle into. Although his tan-face was always heartwarming, it was an eerie emptiness she felt, looking into his eyes. There was an unimaginable tension between the two but they didn’t want to look away from one another. Her soft eyes filled once again with tears, as her cheeks puffed, and her mouth wriggled, he took a deep breath and simultaneously they turned away from each other and took a half step apart, the only thing binding them together was their intertwined pinkies; preventing them from going any further. Ell pulled her unoccupied hand to her chin in a soft fist, trying to prevent her tears.

There was a moment of silence that felt like hours before Vin break it with a deep breath. “I love you.”

“I know. That’s why this is so hard on me.” Ell replied

The two came together in one fluid motion and locked lips, the kiss itself lasted forever in their hearts but the real moment was shattered by a child who from a distance, obnoxiously yelled, “Ew, gross!” Ell and Vin parted and laughed with each other through tears.

Men vs. Women

Here is a small guide to understanding women and why you (men) fail at... Women.

I'll start with rules, and explanations, and get on other methods and techniques and stuff that prove that men are better.

Rule 1: Don't argue with a woman. You never win, it's impossible. Follow to Two-hitter rule.
Rule 2: When she asks "Do I look good in this?" Or any variation of it. ALWAYS SAY YES.
Rule 3: Do not deny her sex. Denying sex DOES NOT WORK ON WOMEN. THEY DON'T NEED IT.
Rule 4: Two-Hitter rule; don't fall into the argument stage.
Rule 5: Follow the four rules above, and you might survive to the 2nd Anniversary.

Explanation of rule 1: Guys, DO NOT ARGUE with your woman. It's completely impossible to win. I know some of you guys will say, "No! I can with an argument with a girl!" You're a liar. You can not win a argument with a woman. In an argument with a woman, remember these facts; you're always wrong. You're stupid, she doesn't like you, there's always a girl you checked out at that place you went to and you mysteriously like her more, your feet stink, your room is a mess, and you can't take care of her. PLUS she is about to deny you sex. So as you can see, by the end of the night you are either sleeping on the floor in the bathroom, or masturbating your private porn stash THAT WOMEN CAN NEVER FIND.

Explanation of rule 2: So you're going out on a Friday night and she's in the bedroom or walk-in closet choosing what she's going to wear because she's always got to out-dress you, so you look stupid going out with her so the one overly handsome-dressed guy; WHO'S EVERYWHERE YOU GO AND NEVER HAS A DATE OF HIS OWN; comes over to her and makes you look like a chump. BUT, before that happens and she steps out and asks you, "Do I look good in this?" You HAVE to say yes; know why? Because at least she's happy with you for the 30 minutes it takes to get where you're going. If you say no, you're well on your way do an argument and that goes against step 1.

Explanation of rule 3: This one is plain and simple. If you can honestly tell your woman "You're not getting laid tonight!" Just take the gun and pull the trigger in your mouth RIGHT THEN. Because women don't need sex, rather... They don't need YOUR sex. You have officially made yourself an idiot if you deny her sex. And if she doesn't just laugh in your face when you say that, you're stuck in an argument and thus going against rule one.

Explanation of rule 4: Two-Hitter rule... The most important rule. Learn this one and learn it fast and well. This is the automatic argument prevention system. AAPS for short. I'm going to let you guys know now that you have 2 of her turns to prevent the argument and when that 3rd turn comes around, you, my friend... Have failed. To start this process, you must initiate the pre-argument; By. Whatever. Means. Neccesary. We as guys have the a Trouble-Sense. We can jsut SMELL when trouble is coming our way. MAKE an excuse to start the pre-argument. Now, after your turn, she's going to take hers, after which your feelings are hurt quite a bit, and you're thinking of something to say; when you do. That was your 2nd turn, and it has been her 1st. You have the upper hand so far because you SHOULD'VE said more meaningful things so far. Now, here comes the finale; after she takes her second turn, you're just about ready to commit suicide, because by now she's thrown everything at you but the 'no-sex' move, and the 'You're sleeping on the ____" move. By now she's told you that your dick is little, your family sucks, you're not the way you were when you first met, she thinks about her ex-boyfriend when you're having sex, she met a cute guy at the store, you're broke, her father/mother was right about you, you're the reason she lives in the piece of crap apartment, and you're a sloppy, worthless, pig who can't even do his own laundry. Now, here you have to pick yourself up and win the entire pre-argument. I have a method for this that I will not reveal in this blog but at a later date, you can win any pre-argument with the method; but without it, you have to win the pre-argument by any means neccessary right here and now, because if she gets another turn; it's a full arguement, and she's about to tell you what's really bothering her, and everything that's wrong with the relationship, and you have officially failed.

Explanation of rule 5: If you don't understand it, you shouldn't be allowed to reproduce.

A day in the life of me -- Stress and Coping

I bet you're wondering what that thing is. That is my daily stress meter. Every night when I go to bed, it resets down to what you see. That's me at my neutral, happy and whatnot like some of you see me. But we all know in life there is something that just stressed you out and makes the whole day a lot harder. Yes. I'm talking about... Her.

Now, I'll begin with just a regular day starting with me waking up.

Me: -Yaaaawwwnstretchstretch- What a GLORIOUS day for living me life! ;D
-Gets up, uses the bathroom and washes up a little- I wonder what my Baby is up to. -Sits in computer chair and clears the screen savers-

Shana: HI BABY! ;DDDDDDDD
Me: H-how'd you know I was here?
Shana: I can smell you! I always know when you're here! >;]]]]]
Me: Ooouukkaaaay... Good morning; what're you up to?
Shana: -Rants about cute and adorable things she looked up and found on today's exciting adventure in Sja Land, then gives links to everything-
Me: Must've been fun, and those are cute. I love you, Baby.
Shana: I love you too! What's your schedule today?
Me: Well, I have class in a few hours, but other than that, nothing much else.
Shana: Mm'kay.

[About 30 minutes of silence]

Shana: BABYBABYBABYBABYBABYBABY!
Me: WHATWHATWHATWHAT!? WHAT'S GOING ON!?
Shana: Nothing; I love you. :33

Stress Bar +1




Me: Did you have to scream it? I thought something was wrong; but I love you too, Baby.
Shana: Whatever, Look at what I found! -Links a picture of something pink/hellokitty related/bug-eyed/cute/shoe-boot related/a youtube video of someone just and strage as her-
Me: Do you ever hear anything I say?
Shana: Did you click it yet!? ;DDDDD
Me: -____-;;; Thought so.


Stress Bar +1



Me: I'll click it now, Baby.
Me: -Afterward- Yes, that's nice! ;D
Shana: I know, right! It's AWESOME! ;DDDDDDD But you're stupid.
Me: You're stupid. D;
Shana: Shut up, stupid.
Me: No you, stupid.
Shana: Shut up or you don't get any sex.
Me: Wha-huh-wh-what!? DDDDDD;

Stress Bar +4




Shana: -Giggle- Thought so. I love you, Cute-little-marshmellow-dino-baby!! ;DDDD

Stress Bar +1



But alas, she is absolutely amazing and adorable and it's impossible not to love her. -___-
THAT'S what I hate. That I can't just NOT love her. Although it's not bad, throughout all my stress I'm laughing because it's really funny how she does all of this. Someday I'll have to write an extended version so you can understand the full length to which she drives me insane with her love. But I really do love her. She's incredible.

Time comes when I have to leave for class, and she always keeps me here until I'm a minute or two late for class; but I manage. Upon return I get drowned in more things she has to show me, all of which are similar to what was stated above. OR, she's angry about something or some some website that isn't doing things her way. (OMG she is the most adorable angry person ever. She does this 'No-face' that is TO DIE FOR. And she also makes the pouty-face, that; when you see it; makes you go, "AAAAWWWWWWWEEEEEE!" -___-;; Not always a good thing, because once you start with the "AA-" she does this little smirk that means; "GOTACHA!" and you've completely fallen for her trap.)

Then of course if the highlight of my days. And it starts with a simple comment, usually out of nowhere.

Shana: Water is gross. I don't understand how you could drink it.

[Now; before I go on... I want all of you guys who are reading this, to stay tuned next time for the blog on why we don't argue with women, and issues with women in general. But basically, don't ever get into a heated arguement with a woman unless you know how to win. Which will be revealed in my next blog.]

Me: Water is great, shut up, you suck.
Shana: Fine, I'll shut up.
Me: ... Whatever.

[10 mionutes pass]

Me: ... -Thinking- She'll give in.
Shana: -Smirks the very way Timmy HATES WITH A MAD PASSION BECAUSE SHE KNOWS SHE'S WON-
Me: FINE, BABY! Don't shut up, whateverm just talk to me.
Shana: >:33 -Crazygiggle- I love you, Baby.
Me: -____________-;;;;;;; I love you too. But you still suck.
Shana: Isn't that what you want me to do? ^___^
Me: ... soeifgjhwelfj I HATE YOU!
Shana: No you don't, you love me. ;DD
Me: UGH GO AWAY
Shana: You wouldn't want that.
Me: OH MY GOD, I HATE YOU!
Shana: We already went over this, you don't hate me, you love me.
Me: UGH -Sits in silence for a lack of things to say-

Stress Bar +2




[Two minutes later]

Shana: Baby?
Me: Yes?
Shana: I like shorts. ;D
Me: Don't...
Shana: They're comfy and easy to wear! ;DDDDDD

For those of you that don't know, that's a reference to Pokemon R/B/Y.

Me: -Sigh- Oukay, Shana. -___-; What're you up to?
Shana: Loving you, reading bash.org, and being bothered by people on MSN.
Me: I see... Well tell those people to go away.
Shana: You do it.
Me: Just invite me to the conversations and I will.
Shana: No. I don't want to.
Me: ... So how can I tell the to go away.
Shana: I don't know just do it.
Me: How....?
Shana: MAGIC! GEEZ, JUST DO IT!
Me: OUKAYOUKAY! FINE! I'LL DO IT, WHATEVER.

Shana: Good.

The rest of the day pretty much continues like this. until late at night, around 10-11PM my time.
At which point, she should be sleeping but she's not; know why? SHE'S STAYING AWAKE FOR ME! AND THAT JUST BOTHERS ME!

Shana: I don't want to go to bed.
Me: Why?
Shana: Because you're still here.
Me: I'll go to bed soon, don't worry.
Shana: BUT I DON'T WANT TO GO TO BED WHILE YOU'RE STILL HERE!
Me: Oukay! Calm down.
Shana: NO! SHUT UP! YOU'RE STUPID!
Me: ... What did I do!?
(NEVER ASK A GIRL THIS QUESTION!!!)

Shana: UGH! -Perverbial Cold Shoulder-
Me: -Sigh- ...
Me: Oukay, Shana. You can stay up. But I'm going to go run off really quickly to get some ice cream.
Shana: No. You're going to stay here.
Me: I'll only be gone for a few minutes, I'll be right back.
Shana: NO! You'll stay here! Because I want you here.
Me: Why?
Shana: Because I said so, and you have to.
Me: ... BUT WHY!?
Shana: BECAUSE. I. SAID. SO.
Me: So I have to stay here, JUST because you say so?
Shana: NOW you got it, Baby! ;DD It's about time; geez, you are so slow.
Me: WOEIRGJHOEIGJOPLJN YOUR MOM IS SLOW!
Shana: You like my mom? That's gross! And that' really hurts!
Me: WHAT!? I DIDN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING LIKE THAT!
Shana: I'm coming to see you this summer.
Me: WHAAAT!!?!?!?!?! HOW DID WE EVEN GET TO THIS SUBJECT!?
Shana: So you don't want me to come? I see. -Cold shoulder again-
Me: -Headdesk-

[After a minute of cooling down]

Me: -Heavy sigh- Baby. You're coming this summer?
Shana: YAY! I GET TO COME THIS SUMMER! ;DDDDD
Me: ... -COMPLETELY puzzled and annoyed look + headdesk-
Shana: -Giggle- You just said I could.
Me: I didn't say that.
Shana: OH! So you're changing your mind again? I can't come? I thought you loved me. But it turns out you hate me!
Me: ... -Slitswrists- I didn't say anything like that! WHat's wrong with you!?
Shana: So can I come or not?
Me: -Thinking- If I say no... She'll be pissed and upset with me. Soo... -Speaking- ... Yes, Baby. You can come.
Shana: Good! Look at these prices! Oh, and how big is your bed? You'll have to clear out half your closet. -Links to ticket prices-
Me: ... You already looked up this information?
Shana: Duh, I already knew I was going.
Me: -Headdesk-
Shana: You hate me don't you? You think I'm ugly, huh?
Me: -Chews foil-

Stress bar Maxed, and overflowed.




Me: -Pauses in between each word for a stress relieving breath- No. Shana. I love you. It's late. Let's. Get. Some. Sleep. Oukay? :];;;;; -Eyetwitchtwitchtwitchtwitchtwitch-
Shana: Okay, Baby! I love you!
Me: I love you too.

Now that you've got a random day; multiply that times about 10, and you've got every other day. But honestly, throughout the entire day, I just love her more. She's just awesome. No matter how annoyed I get with her, the whole situation is just hilarious, and she's perfect. SO.... Before she gets mad at me for writing this... I LOVE YOU BABY! DON'T HURT ME! I already know I'm going to be eatting bullets while I sleep tonight because she's going to do/say something about this.

BUT NOW! How do I actually cope with this? Either in the middle or before saying we need to go to bed, I listen to the song "Enormous Penis" By Bob and Tom, look it up on YouTube. For the best result search for "Ouran Enormous Penis".

That song ALWAYS cheers me up and reduces the Stress bar by about 4 notches. On top of that, if I'm feeling really bad and she starts to feel guilty (ON OCCASION), she'll sing to me, or be all adorable and tell me how awesome I am, how much she loves me, and other cute things.

ANYWAY, that's about it, Thank you for reading!

America the what?

In a country where we step over the homeless person because we are so worried about a piece of foam that fell off our space vehicle; in a county where our jails are bulging because we have to punish those who senses were inflamed by the nudity and lewdness all around us; in a country where children go to bed hungry and bitten by rats because their landlords wife just had to have a new Mercedes to match her new shoes; in a country where a photograph of a soldier in a war-torn nation bending down to pet a cat will never make the front page but a nearly naked woman washing a car is news; in a country where people go to sleep and wake up dead because they can’t afford the food or heat or medicine or air conditioning that would keep them alive; in a country where the user guides to all the toys are an inch thick because no one is willing to stand up and say “We speak English in this nation”; in a country where we keep peace by giving credentials to those who risked life and limb just to come here without telling anyone; in a country where we spend most of our lives in the very vehicles that are poisoning the air we breath and then spend most of our money on doctors and hospitals and medicines to help us breathe more easily; in a country where the ills of the population are buried under something called “Political Correctness”; in a country where the papers will print all sorts of stories about death and violence and aberrant behavior but will excise any text with the word god lest we offend anyone; in a country that abounds with some sort of religious edifice on every corner, be it massive or humble and yet the only ones who are heard are the ones who are trying to remove all vestiges of god from our lives; in a country that is outraged when its buildings are brought down by those who seek to wipe out what we think we are and yet who respond to such hatred with violence; in a country whose homes are blown away by hurricanes or that slide down the mountain side on rivers of mud or are picked up by the winds of a tornado because we are not smart enough to understand that, in the grand scheme of things, we aren’t very significant; in a country where violence, hatred and inequality are still enflamed by the color of a square inch of skin and where that square inch of skin has to be mentioned on every legal document we sign, although it is illegal to take any notice of it; in a country that STILL doesn’t understand that drugs are not the answer; in a country where the drug dealers that are killing us are wealthier than the farmers who feed us; in a country that doesn’t know how united we are until Death becomes news; in a country that doesn’t understand that manipulating a device does not impact time, that daylight can’t be saved and that we’d better get out and enjoy it while we can; in a country that rewards writers who extol the difficulties of marriage but cancel any program that extols its virtues; in a country where a man can write a check to pay for a building to house the family of a wounded warrior and not even make the paper, much less the front page; in a country that doesn’t understand that removing the word god from their eyes does not remove the “reality” of god from their lives; in a country that doesn’t understand that “liberty” does not mean “license”; with all of this going for us, how is it that we must still ask “Oh god, WHY”?