I had a love jones
Now I ache in my bones,
He went out for a thrill
Now it’s me an this pill
My bed is so cold,
and I’m getting too old
I want my baby back
I want his his lips, I want his thigh,
I don’t want to say good-bye.
But what is this thing called love
I cry, I die, I need to fly
I want his lips, I want his thigh,
I don’t want to say good-bye


If I were a flower heavy with dew
I would drop my petals just to be with you

My heavenly scent would capture your imagination
Together we could weave a new creation

Plant a seed for all to see,
Plant a seed just you and me


Here I am: free,pink and single, sitting in a rocking chair with my STBX upstairs.

This picture needs a new canvas. Sucks.

MM

Or maybe the canvas needs a new picture.

Who ever knows which?

I surely don't.

Chris.

Chris-

What you doin up so late out there in the middle of the good 'ol USA?

New frame, new canvas and new paint. Oh yeah, and a new aritst.

Well, it looks like my new house deal is going through, as long as the siding isn't LP.

I wanted a vintage home, and when I read that you love to gut old houses, I thought,

"Why the hell doesn't he live here?" HA

MM

Are there any 100-year-old houses in the Rain Forest?

Chris.

Will any of your boys be staying with you in your new place?

Having a kid in the house almost all the time is a good thing for me. If not for my sense of responsibility to him to keep me grounded, I'd probably be going nuts.

Chris.

Chris

My youngest son turned 18 a few weeks ago. The 20, 19, and 18 yr. old all live here. They will live with me when they get pissed at their dad, which can be frequently. Half the time they are with friends or a girlfriend. Luckily, they like my cooking.

And if I so decide, I can adopt a child. I won't have to get anyones agreement.

Seriously, being alone will be better than this, Strangers in a strange land.


MM

I had hoped and planned for the past couple of years to stick it out until this son was through HS, build a new life, then just try to move on amicably.

It was definitely hard for me to live with someone who doesn't like me enough to be nice and civil, so I understand where you're coming from about living apart. In the long run, it's better, but there are a lot of short runs to deal with in the meantime.

Chris.

Well I certainly can relate to those lonely nights.

Its Saturday night. Me and the kids watching some sitcoms. Had a crazy, crazy day. Daughter started preparation classes for her Confirmation (we're Catholic) and then dance classes. Then son had a Halloween party at a friend's house. Daughter has a party next Saturday. They have a much richer social life than I do.

I got free tickets to a big charity dinner/event thing next week but not really big on going. Its black tie and I can't really afford a dress or suit that would do. The women will be in gowns. I don't own one. And I can't go alone -- it's too swanky. The thought of going with HINO is cringe-worthy and I'm not divorced or separated so I can't take a date! So I think I'll give them to some lucky couple.

I think that's what I hate most about this "limbo" stage I'm in. Spending the prime of my life sitting at home on Saturday night. Not saying if things were all okay in the marriage we'd be out partying but there would at least be the occasional dinner and a movie. Or an evening with friends. Something. <br />

Oh, oh, just thought of something to do that always cheers me up. I'll pop in my copy of Pride&Prejudice into the VCR. Its a 6 hour film but I can speed it up and just watch the "juicy parts". Always makes me smile without fail.

Yes, sorry to finally admit guys, but indeed you have a Austen-ophile in your midst. You'd think with all the crap in my life I'd give up on romances and for the most part I have. Except for the good ones.