c3childs: (Default)
First thing that comes to mind: I'm going to lose my brother.

Second: Never eating chocolate again.

Third: Insects, spiders, and such that have no business being any bigger than my pinkie nail. 

Four: I'm going to have to work at a job that I hate.

Five: Becoming diabetic.

Six: Having a painful death. I'm not so much afraid of that as dreading it. I have this aversion to pain. Of course, if it is painful, then the glory of Heaven will be all the greater knowing that I won't have to endure such pain ever again.[Error: unknown template qotd]
c3childs: (deadshot_coffee)
My mom has this thing about her sweet tea needing one or two blocks of ice, depending on whether it's half a glass or full. I am the kid that's here most times. I'm the one she sends to fetch whatever it is she wants. I know. I know that you want the ice in there first. You don't have to say it. I said as much to her.
Then she said something like, she does have to tell me; the ice floats.
And I agreed. The ice does float; that's what it does. That was me being a bit sarcastic, but I held back. I left out the part about, ice floating is the entire reason the Titanic went down. So good for me. I deserve a cookie. But really, I think she sometimes does these things just to annoy me. 'Cause she's a mean, old lady. Even Dad says it. But we mean it with love; it can't be anything else. At this point, after this long, anything else isn't really an option.
c3childs: (blue profile)
He drew a circle that shut me out —
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But Love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle that took him in.

- Edwin Markham

This poem brings an interesting thought to me: ol' girl's vindictive. He doesn't want you, putting up a wall - or maybe he dug a mote; it's a type of circle drawn into the dirt with shovels, water, and maybe gators and such.
Obviously, this is upsetting, making her job a bit harder. 'Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout'. I can't blame the man; she seems to have fits when she doesn't get her way. I'd build a moat to keep her away too. And if he's such a controversial, disdainful guy, why are you trying to get him, girl? Find a dude you don't have to trap in your bigger moat, in an attempt to starve him out as the rations in his castle are slowly windled down until he's forced to either starve or come out and be caught by your womanly wiles. Then you'll both be miserable for the next twenty years before having two and a half kids and ending the whole thing in an ugly divorce, all because you hooked up with 'Love' and got all sneaky on the man.

June 2012

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