boys who rape should all be destroyed

I am in love with 1950's fashion atm.  More specifically, 50's swimwear.  Sweet summer, come soon.

what is your favorite song?
what makes you break down doors, burn fires?
you can't do any wrong.

I have sat here patiently,
fingers abusing keys,
these keys abusing me

my eyes, though blue
can see the untrue
can see through lips
though pierced
you have lied before

I type --
I write  e-s-p-e-r-a-r
the screen is looking far, oh so far
i am tired and i'm bored
i have a mouse, I have a cord
i have these keys abusing me,
with my fingers abusing keys

if we were strangers

goud

I once was enthralled with pretty boys,
arts and crafts, games and toys
men to me, are not what you see,
or what they give
or how they live.
The inner soul
can do wonders for us all

I watched him play
his beard of red
his body large,warm and always fed
his eyes so fine
wish they were mine,mine

And when he spoke, his words were soft
soft as down
the crowd said "you are just so nice"
for a man like that I would be
i'd be anyone, anything, please name your price
for, i have never heard such humbling words
from a man with such a gift
how absurd

With his harmonica he played
long into the night

I picture the man my parent's want
to take their daughters hand.
And if I could draw, and I could dream,
these adjective's previous,
would have drawn him
For warmth and comfort is something to give
AH! what a way to live

juego de video

Since I am in an already amazing mood today, I decided I would share women's thoughts on video games. Now I have only dated one guy who really had any interest in video games, probably because he was too stoned to have any other sort of connection with his world.  Wait I forgot one, but in reality he doesn't count.  But let me just say, this along with short hair and playing hockey, is THE EASIEST WAY to stay single your entire life.  There is nothing attractive, sexy, interesting or any easier way to prove you are basically useless then JUEGOS DE VIDEOS.  Call me crazy! (if you do, I doubt you are the type to spend your time reading a blog written by moi)  But women are actually (NOO??) attracted to a man with an imagination, a love for the outdoors, reading, writing, arithmetic(well no not so much, but it sounded nice). I will take you back to me 8 months ago, I was seeing this young lass, and for the most part, we had fun.  One evening he asked me to come over before going to have a few drinks.  So like the polite young lady I am, I go to the door to let him know I arrived, instead of classily honking my horn, shooting a text or whatever.  So he answers the door and replies that he will be a few minutes and that his friend in which he hadn't seen in a while was just leaving.  So naturally, he invites me in and to my dismay, there is a group of 10 guys sitting in the living room playing NHL(?).

Now let me announce here that not only do girls hate waiting on men, but to wait on a man due to VIDEO GAMES completely had me from ecstatic to pissed.  So there I was all dolled up, sitting amongst 10 boys whom were about as excited to be there as if they were at a hot dog eating contest and the winner was free porn for an entire year.  So an hour goes by, and then an hour and a half, and I ask, "C--- are we leaving?" he looks at me, stoned, and replies, "OH MY GOD, I totally forgot you were here".  Do I have to finish my story?  I will, I got up in a second, slammed the door,  and left.  And like the Hercules he thought he was, came dashing after me to my driver side window of my car.  Without rolling it down, I drove off, hoping I ran over his toes, or at least his ego.

I do want to know why men play these useless games?  Do they think they are God's gift to women when they score a touch down by sitting on their fat asses?  Even though I am not so much attracted to men who play sports, but if you were to do that physically on a football field, with me at your game cheering you on, absolutely I would be impressed.  But you sit there with your head full of meat, and look around to see if anyone is impressed?  UMM NO!?  I imagine what else you could be doing with your thumb and fore finger instead.  Play the piano, play the guitar, go rock climbing, hell go walk your dog.  But as long as men know, this is something women laugh about daily, then I have done my job here.

I know this is getting long and before I wrap this up, I dated one gentlemen who agreed completely with everything I just said.  He used his time wisely, he understood he is gaining nothing (but weight) by playing these immoral, unethical, useless games.  So to end this, if you are single, and you sometimes wonder why, and you are sitting there with a XBOX or PLAYSTATION XXVV controller in your hand, maybe gently put it down and go outside.  Who knows where it will take you.

¡¡perplejo!!

Yo no empiezo este blog muy feliz porque yo soy enojada.  I am confused, yet for some reason, this seems to be a permanent feeling loitering around.  I am starting to grasp that all men are full of it.  But with each one, it is becoming easier to let them slide from the tips of my slippery fingers because I have come to the conclusion that men aren't capable to date (only one woman), love their partner whole heartedly or be honest with women, until the bitter age of 30, but even at this age I have first handedly experienced horror stories with married men..  And it is not like I am buscando in all the wrong places, that can't be so.  I have given my heart to Kelowna, Vancouver, Calgary, Regina, Saskatoon, Winnipeg, London and Toronto (twice).  Eventually, when un hombre even pays the slightest ounce of attention my way, I stop myself, laugh at how I picture it ending, smile and continue on.  The funniest thing about this never ending occurrence, also, is that they almost always come back.  There was always a dumb reason that they felt was legitimate, always something that pulled them away.  But yet, it kills them to see you out with another man? Oh, boys will be boys.  And I will always be nicole.

time lapse life line

This has been one of the best weeks this year.  I don't know if it is the weather, or if it is where my head is at, or possibly the water, or a mix of all three but the season feels warm and I am more then content.  This year has had it's ups and downs, like all years.  I am in love, i'm in love with life.  I love this time of year, waking up with the sun and going to bed just after it falls. Circadian rhythm , mine is aligned now. Three weeks, three weeks until my gypsy soul can awake. I imagine the possibilities this summer, it will be a summer like nothing else. I am tired of being indoors, the child in me needs play. I can't sit still, 1500 words, it's all she's asked of me. 1500 words. Why can I write 1000 words of mindless fantasies, useless nothings and words that rhyme? I'm not meant to be locked in a school like a tiger in a cage. Tiger, I am. ES PRIMAVERA, and like an animal, I need to get out. My cameras are sitting there beleaguering me, I tell myself 3 weeks.  Three weeks, I am heading east, far east.  


I haven't quite captured my heart.  It is in one hundred places yet only one.  Vamos a ver how well this turns out.