UPDATED: My Phone Hates Me

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This is just not funny anymore. So, sometimes my phone just opens and does weird shit. Sometimes it plays music, sometimes it opens my notes. Today it opened an old text. I look down to check Twitter and what do I see? This text:

He could be so sweet

This says “So, []1 looks me straight in the eye. Eyeball to eyeball. He say [sic] ‘I love you so much. I’m so lucky.’ Awww.”

This was not too long before everything blew up. This is an example of why everything has been so confusing to me. This man loved me. He used to do that kind of stuff all the time. But then he… I don’t know. It is what it is now, I guess. Everything happens for a reason blah blah fucking blah.

My phone – or the sly little ghost that’s haunting me – is a cruel, cruel beast.

Update:

Got a surprise for you nonbelievers.

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  1. It’s his real name in the picture. []

“Breathe”

[Intro: Grant Kendrick]
I fade to black as a search for the light
Can you bring me back from this unconcious life?
Can you show me the way?
I’m lost in the dark
I’m falling apart
Can you unbreak my heart?
So I can…

[Chorus: Grant Kendrick]
Breathe
Before I suffocate
Before it’s all too late
Before I die this way
I need to Breathe
Before I slip away
While there’s something left to save
Can you help me?
I need to Breathe

[Verse 1: Grant Kendrick]
I hear the angels calling
Can you send one down?
I see the demons crawling
They’re everywhere around
Can you pull me out
From the mess I’m in
Before my lungs collapse
And there’s no turning back
I need to…

[Chorus: Grant Kendrick]
Breathe
Before I suffocate
Before it’s all too late
Before I die this way
I need to Breathe
Before I slip away
While there’s something left to save
Can you help me?
I need to Breathe

[Bridge: Grant Kendrick]
I need to Breathe
Can you hear me?
I’m screaming
I’m broken down
I’m bleeding
Help me make through
I need you
I fade to black as I search for the light
Can you bring me back from this unconcious life?
Help me

[Chorus: Grant Kendrick]
Breathe
Before I suffocate
Before it’s all too late
Before I die this way
I need to Breathe
Before I slip away
While there’s something left to save
Can you help me?
I need to Breathe

[Outro: Grant Kendrick]
Before I slip away (Can you rescue me?)
I need to Breathe
Before it’s all too late (Can you rescue me?)
I need to Breathe
Before I die this way (Can you rescue me?)
I need to Breathe
I need to
I need to
I need to… (Can you rescue me?)
I need to Breathe

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“Yesterday”

[Intro: Toni Braxton & Trey Songz]
Oh, oh
No, no
Ooh, Toni

[Verse 1: Toni Braxton]
I gave you the benefit of the doubt
‘Til you showed me what you were about
Your true colors came out, oh
And your words couldn’t hide the sin
‘Cause the truth about where you been
Is in a fragrance I can’t recognize

[Pre-Chorus: Toni Braxton]
Just standing there, scratching your head
Bloodshot eyes, drunk with regret
Hanging yourself ten feet over the edge
I’m done with this, feeling like an idiot
Loving you, I’m over it
I just don’t love you, don’t love you no more

[Chorus: Toni Braxton]
You, you are so yesterday
Never thought you’d lose my love this way
Now you come begging me to stay
See you, you are so yesterday
I won’t let you rain on my parade
I don’t wanna hear a thing you say
You’re so yesterday

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
Baby, what you’re saying to me is
There’s no more you and I
I couldn’t get it right on yesterday
So kiss our tomorrows goodbye
Baby, love should brought me home
Should’ve just been a man about it
But now I’m crying like a baby
Girl, your love was like my blanket
Don’t know what to do without it

[Pre-Chorus: Trey Songz & Toni Braxton]
I’m standing here, pleading my case
You don’t care to hear what I say
Hanging yourself ten feet over the edge, oh no, baby
My promises don’t mean nothing
The end is so disgusting
I just don’t love you, don’t love you no more

[Chorus: Toni Braxton & Trey Songz]
You, you are so yesterday
Never thought you’d lose my love this way
Now you come begging me to stay
Honey, you, you are so yesterday
I won’t let you rain on my parade
I don’t wanna hear a thing you say, so yesterday

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“Snuff”

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again

So if you love me, let me go.
And run away before I know.
My heart is just too dark to care.
I can’t destroy what isn’t there.
Deliver me into my fate, if I’m alone I cannot hate
I don’t deserve to have you
My smile was taken long ago, if I can change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss
I couldn’t face a life without your light
But all of that was ripped apart, when you refused to fight

So save your breath, I will not care.
I think I made it very clear.
You couldn’t hate enough to love.
Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren’t my friend.
Then I could hurt you in the end.
I never claimed to be a saint
My own was banished long ago, it took the death of hope to let you go

So break yourself against my stones
And spit your pity in my soul
You never needed any help
You sold me out to save yourself
And I won’t listen to your shame
You ran away, you’re all the same

Angels lie to keep control
My love was punished long ago
If you still care, don’t ever let me know
If you still care, don’t ever let me know

Songwriters: CHRISTOPHER FEHN, COREY TAYLOR, CRAIG JONES, JAMES ROOT, MICHAEL CRAHAN, MICKAEL THOMSON, NATHAN JORDISON, PAUL GRAY, SIDNEY WILSON
Snuff lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

At the end of the video she says something I said a few weeks before…
“I want you to promise you will NEVER let go.”

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“Where You Lie”

This song is appropriate today:

Tell me again why I should give a damn
Tell me again why I should even care
I gave you everything I had and I swear
There’s nothing left here to, but

All the anger you left behind
All the hatred I feel inside
For in the aftermath of the love that died (love that died)
Keep digging your grave (grave), keep digging your grave

Take your broken promises, and don’t come back again
It’s time to say goodbye, I’m gonna leave you where you lie
Take your broken promises, every one you ever said
It’s time to say goodbye, I gonna leave you where you lie, lie
I’m gonna leave you where you lie

Dead and gone, just a memory
There’s nothing left here for you to see
The ashes fall, burn it all down
Until there’s nothing left around, but

All the anger you left behind
All the hatred I feel inside
For in the aftermath of the love that died (love that died)
Keep digging your grave (grave), keep digging your grave

Take your broken promises, and don’t come back again
It’s time to say goodbye, I gonna leave you where you lie
Take your broken promises, every one you ever said
It’s time to say goodbye, I gonna leave you where you

Lie through my face, you’re nothing but a lie
Lie through my face, you’re nothing but a lie

Keep digging your grave, keep digging your grave

Take your broken promises, and don’t come back again
It’s time to say goodbye, I gonna leave you where you lie
Take your broken promises, every one you ever said
It’s time to say goodbye, I gonna leave you where you lie, lie
I gonna leave you where you lie, lie
I gonna leave you where you lie, lie
I gonna leave you where you lie, lie
I gonna leave you where you lie

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And here she is in all her glory

So, I found this of the Lilith – doing her part to make sure trash multiplies. She’s very good at this or so her ex and 100% of the friends of his I’ve met have said.

Toxic Cumdumpster at work
I am not the father
Her boyfriend after each of her pregnancies
When you can’t get your daddy to love you so you go for the next best thing.
When you really want to spend time with your mom so you work together.

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Cause I’m alive and like dem Trolls

Hey! Guess what? I’m alive! I know, I know, you knew that and you knew I’m a big ol’ slacker who sometimes doesn’t update her blog for months at a time. But who cares what you know? Ha!

So, I’m done with my other, other job. Thank the gods. I was doing answering service crap and it was ok money but it was, indeed, crap. And temporary. So now I’m back and can once again pretend I’m important in my online world. Sadly, I’m not overly angry about anything political because I’ve actually not been keeping up with politics. I’m pretty sure Obama is still a disappointment, we’re still in Iraq and I still don’t have medical insurance. So, nothing new happening. I’m terribly shocked (though I did see that Palin has resigned her governorship and think that’s highly amusing).

I did just read a couple of posts regarding trolls on the BlogHer site1 and thought it was an interesting topic. Of course, my idea of a troll differs greatly from the authors of the posts I read. They seem to follow the Markified definition of troll which is:

Troll: noun; markified
1.) anyone that has the audacity to disagree with me in my own blog comments
2.) anyone that engages in (1) and then returns to keep engaging in said disagreement
3.) anyone that hurts my feelings on the intertoobs in any way, shape or form

My idea of a troll is just someone who jumps in a conversation and screams “U’re a DIK!” or some such nonsense with the sole intent of getting shit stirred up. But I guess I’m very strange that way because I don’t find disagreement all that bad (if I did some of my favorite people would be my very own trolls…bleh) and it’s incredibly hard to hurt my feelings2.

So, anyway… These fine ladies were discussing ways that they deal with their “trolls”. They do the IP banning, closing of the comments, comment registration, and other things of that nature to try to keep the troll out completely. I guess if you really prefer to not see what they have to say, that’s fine. And most people are more sensible and less of a smart ass than I, so these solutions make sense to a certain degree. A good troll, though, will find ways to get under your skin once they know they’re slowing driving you insane. After myself and some of my cohorts were declared Markified trolls, we did childishly3 engage in some of these tactics. Eventually our boredom and immaturity lead someone not-so-near-and-dear to change urls and close us off completely. Mwahaha!!! I am deeply ashamed. ahem

But I digress.

I haven’t had many of my type of trolls here, but I’ve got my own way of dealing with them that reverses their efforts and can drive them insane– instead of them driving me insane. And this is what I mean in my comment policy when I say I will edit your comment if you’re trolling. Let’s say Troll A leaves the following comment:

YOU SUCK AND OBAMA ISN’T A LEGAL CITIZEN AND SARAH PALIN IS QUEEN AND YOU SUCK SOME MORE, OBAMASUCKER!

(I did have a comment similar to that from a PUMA. Oh, good times.)

So, I see this comment and giggle like a raving lunatic because, dur, I have editorial independence here on my own blog. So, the comment becomes:

You are so awesome and I love your blog! I’m going to come back every day to see what new and interesting things you write. I love you!!!!!!!!

Or something equally disgusting. And then the games begin. This is where you put on comment moderation and turn off user comment editing (if you have it). Now Troll A will come back to say that she didn’t leave that damned comment and how dare you edit her free speech that way. But the comment goes to moderation, where you once again allow her to express her undying love and adoration. Which makes her even more mad and causes her to break her exclamation point and her caps lock as she emphasizes how EVIL YOU ARE!!!!!!!! for editing her own words.

And this happens again and again until you get bored and leave her comments in moderation because yawn she’s off the deep end and you’ve lost interest. Or she goes away frustrated and starts a hate blog. Whichever comes first. When one of those two things happen, you’ve won.

No need to respond to the troll, of course, after you’ve changed their hate to love. Unless you want to twist the knife and thank them for all the flowery love and admiration. They will scream at their monitor and pound on their keyboard but your regular readers and commenters don’t have to know that. They will just think you have some weird, overly sweet stalker friend. And who doesn’t love admirers?

Of course, this only works if you’re a smart ass and you don’t mind causing someone you’ve never known some personal angst4. Shoot, if you’re like me you’ll have a great time dealing with that troll for the little they come ’round to your spot. Share the hilarity with your friends. Nothing wrong with some evil laughter directed at psychos, right? Oh, and this never works for someone who is a Markified troll because, um, that person is not a troll. Just sayin’

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Criminals Out of Our Country

Apparently the fear mongers in the GOP are worried that the dangerous Guantanamo Bay prisoners are going to infect the United States and take us over from within. None of us are safe. RUN!!

So, to prove that point the made this video, aptly named “Guantanamo Bay Terrorists: Coming to a Neighborhood Near You?”1:

OMG! We are doomed. Just fucking DOOMED if Obama lets those people onto our soil. Everyone, come together and don’t let dangerous criminals live here!

In the spirit of the panic that was induced by the above video (you are scared, aren’t you?), Hilzoy of Obsidian Wings put together this little number, called “Criminals Out Of Our Country”. Behold2:

Paid for by The Committee to Send Dangerous Criminals into Outer Space

That is all.

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It is What It Is

Remember last April when I asked if you’d like to help a sick mother take her children to Disney World? Sadly, that mother, Lisa, passed away last night.

I didn’t know Lisa personally, but had been reading her blog as she struggled with that monster, cancer. She fought valiantly and recently made the decision to stop treatment– it was doing her more harm than good.

She left behind a husband and two young girls, who she called Dude, Teenie and Cam respectively. Please take a minute to send them good thoughts and some extra strength.

Rest in peace, Lisa.

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