Valkyrie's Aerie

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Psst. It's ME.

Yep.  It's me.  I am the thong bikini wearer.   Hey!  All my other clothes were in the wash!

Stop the pop.

I am addicted to soft drinks. I love them. Too much. I am also diabetic, which means I shouldn't have too many of them. Love the fizz as the carbonated beverage eases down my gullet. I love Pepsi products, though not Pepsi itself, but I love Coke.

My favorite of the moment, though I really should quit the pop habit cold turkey, is diet Mountain Dew. Mmmmmm. The caffeine does me good and fuel me up for the morning. I like the green fluid as it sloshes merrily in the bottle

Pop is my worst dietary vice. Chocolate? I have a piece or two a week. Carbs? I have that under control, except for the pop part.

I just love it.

I decided to save money by down grading to a "free" plan. Especially since I haven't been blogging as much.

There isn't as many perks, so I may revive my old Wordpress one. Good thing I kept it, eh?

Part II

There are many reasons I am not happy. One is that I feel as if I am trapped like a rat, trapped in a place owned by my parents and I feel as if I am still under their thumb. I have been here for over ten years and have been griping about the situation for six. (On various blogs) I recognize this restlessness for what it is; a NEED to alter the very way I am currently living. Seriously? Even six more months of this and I will go bonkers.

I am also 34 years old, haven't been out on a date for ...years. To be blunt, I have been infected by lust. Well, I AM 34, you go do the biology. There is just a raging inferno in my heart and quite possibly my loins. Ok, ok, too much information. The dating pool around here is very shallow. Out of the 6500 people that live here, most are families or other ineligible people. A lot are kids. Some are old. Some are too religious . Or otherwise not suitable for me. So ....that brings the total to about maybe 200 people. Maybe. Believe me, the genetic pool in Scab-town is shallow and should be chlorinated.

I simply am trying to better my life. I actually am thinking of moving to Pennsylvania. Or South Carolina. ;)

Yearning to Be Free... And I Will Be

I'm not doing so hot at work. I am distracted, restless and yearning to breathe free. It's getting to the point where I can't sit still. I long to escape work. I take any opportunity I can to escape. To be me and do what I love to do. To live, to write and to enjoy life. I want to kiss a stranger and dance in the rain. I will do it, too. I'm going to let that passionate beast inside of me out to play.

I am dreaming of being free. I am filling out on-line applications to jobs in states across the country. As soon as I land another job, I plan on quitting, cashing out my pension and moving. (After I pay some outstanding bills, that is.) Moving! Away from my parents. Away from this craptacular house and this life. I want --and deserve-- a new one.

I have filled out 30 applications and sent my resume out to about 5 different job search sites. I guess I will see what turns up.

Five Vampires I Would Like to Stake

(No, not an euphenism for anything dirty)

These are all vampires from film that have annoyed me. Therefore, must be staked. (In film. Characters only.)

5. Craven from Underworld

4. Barnabus Collins ( A creepy vampire from a lame-weird supernatural soap called Dark Shadows)

3. Lothos from Buffy the Vampire Slayer movie (Rutger Hauer)

2. The rest of the Twilight crew, yes, even Bella

1. Edward

 

Damn Yankees

There is one thing don't think people are entitled to know: The intimate details of a cheating celebrity husband.. who cares? It's the business between him and his wife.

So Tiger cheated on his wife. It's their mess, their business, their responsibility. He's not a perfect person.

Just leave them alone to either fix the marriage or get divorced. Stop meddling in lives, you damn paparazzi! Damn paparazzi!!!!!

Then there is Adam Lambert, from A. Idol...one of the contestants from that crappy show. The only one that I liked.

What a gay guy does on stage at a concert, which really wasn't any worse than what the heterosexuals did, certainly isn't worth tearing him down over. Oh sure, people say it isn't about him being gay and that they hated the other licentious acts, but really? It is about him being a homosexual. Even if people say otherwise.

I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel light when you’re gone away

The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel light when you’re gone away

They're out to getcha!