Ready, set... JUMP!!!

For those of you who are interested, I have indeed left my home. I've been living at my office for a week. Thank the stars for my boss, who has agreed to let me stay here until I find a place to live.

I am fine, I have a place to sleep, food, clothes, and a shower. I have books, I have music. I have my phone.

I haven't been hurt or threatened.

If you have called, emailed, texted, or IM'd me, and I have not answered, do not take it personal. I have not talked to anyone. I only just last night called my dad and told him the news.

I am exhausted. I don't feel like talking about it. I love and appreciate each and everyone of you, but right now, I just want to... rest.

I want to talk to and enjoy the time I can spend with my kids. I want to decide what to do about my future. I want to relax and read a couple of books and SLEEP...

Yes, I am worried, sad, lonely, angry, loaded down with guilt and anxiety. I feel in my heart I am doing the right thing, and that's the only thing that keeps my feet moving forward.

Fling a few wishes to the heavens for me, and I'll be back soon....

melodyann

LEND ME YOUR EARS....

I'm kind of homeless, at the moment.

A little scared.

A whole lot sad.

Completely clueless as to what to do next.

Isn't this what I wanted?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME...........

Kids, today is my Birthday!!!

I had a lot planned that I wanted to say, but it didn't work out that I could say it...

I'm in Morgantown with my girls and having a really good time. We're about to drink some pomegranate martini's (my favorite!!) and head over to the WVU football game...

I'm trying to squeeze every second of happiness into this weekend that I can.... when I go home tomorrow the shit's about to hit the fan...

Love and stuff,

melodyann

Everything I know about politics, I learned from Tina Fey....

I hate politics.

I hate talking about politics, and I hate listening to it. I hate presidential debates, I hate political advertisements, I hate polls, and I hate "momocrats." I don't even know what a momocrat is, but I hate them on principal.

The only good thing to come out of this election, in my humble opinion, has been the Sarah Palin skits on SNL. I pink puffy heart Tina Fey.

I've listened, for MONTHS, while people around me discussed Barack Obama, Joe Biden, Hilary Clinton, John McCain, Sarah Palin and others, whose names I have chosen to commit to non-memory. I've been bored out of my fucking mind.

People are REALLY interested this time, though. Perhaps because, Democrat or Republican, this country is about to make history. Which, I suppose, is interesting, in a "Please do not pre-empt House again, you dirty motherfuckers or I'm about to get CRAZY up in this bitch" kind of way.

*sigh*

I've heard people say Obama may be the anti-Christ. I've heard him called a Socialist. People don't like his name. They don't like the color of his skin. They don't like Sarah Palin because she spends money on clothes. LOTS of money. They don't like McCain because... well I didn't listen that far. I have no idea why they don't like him. I fell into a self-imposed ennui COMA, before I listened to everything people were saying.

I'll tell you right now, I have no fucking intention of voting. I could not possibly care LESS who wins. Because I'll tell you firmly what I believe... It doesn't matter who wins. It does not make one tiny little bit of difference.

Because no matter who gets the nod, the rich are going to be rich. The poor are going to be poor. People are still going to kill each other. Children are going to be hungry. Old people are still going to eat cat food. People will still believe in God. People won't believe in God. Teenagers will still do drugs and have unprotected sex.

And the sun will still shine. The rain will still fall...

There will still be fires and floods and earthquakes and hurricanes. A freshly fallen snow will still be beautiful, and Diet Coke with Lime will still be delicious.

Wars will still be fought, husbands will still cheat on their wives (and yes, wives will still cheat on their husbands), and Hollywood will still keep churning out Rocky movies.

You get my drift. Life will still go on. People will adapt. Everything will still suck.

I'll tell you what would happen if I were to be made president....

Not one single child would go hungry.

Not one single person would go without an education, if they want one, whether they are 8 or 18 or 80.

No one would lose their home to foreclosure.

No one would be denied healthcare.

No dollar would go untaxed, and that includes the billions of them that belong to the rich people.

People would speak English in this country or they would get the fuck out.

We'd get our fucking nose out of everybody else's business, and stick it in our OWN business, and fix what is wrong with OUR country, and let the rest of the world fix their own shit.

Children who misbehaved in school would get their little asses spanked.

Any person guilty of hurting, molesting, or neglecting a child would die. Period.

Jell-O would be illegal. That one is non-negotiable, people.

And everyone would be required to buy me presents for my birthday.

And Little Debbie cakes would be free.....

TTFN

I've decided to muddle through, alone... without the internet...

ta ta for now

what i want for my birthday...

i want a ticket to paradise...

i want a lifetime supply of diet coke with lime...

i want a cloaking device...

i want to be happy...

i want a pizza, thin crust, with pepperoni, mushrooms, green pepper and onion...

i want new shoes...

i want good sex...

i want to sing...

i want people to stop breathing my air...

i want stoo-pid to be against the law...

i want romance...

i want to write really well...

i want candy...

i want blue eyes...

i want a laptop...

i want a lap...

i want a party...

i want a secret admirer...

i want to be a private detective...

i want to tell people, "i'm a private dick..."

i want my children to be happy...

i want a kiss...

i want to win a contest...

i want to join the circus...

i want to be on oprah...

i want a spa day...

i want a divorce...

i want a shopping spree...

i want a girls' night out...

i want to be excited about something...

i want perky boobies...

i want to be in love...

i want my mommy...

ps: you have 24 days to plan amongst yourselves how best to give me what i want...

hearts and smoochies!

miss ann derstood

simple... and obvious...

she sits alone in a darkened room and waits for a savior,
but no one comes...
and she thinks, "what is wrong with me that no one comes?"

and so it goes...

she's filled with indecision, with fear, with doubt...
and so she waits
for a savior.
but no one comes...

until one day she listens
to a tiny inner voice
that whispers, "it isn't you..."

and then...

she sits alone in a darkened room and waits for a savior,
but no one comes...
and she thinks, "what is wrong with everyone that no one comes?"

and so it goes...

she's filled with anger, and resentment, and suspicion...
and so she waits
for a savior.
but no one comes...

until one day she listens
to a tiny inner voice
that whispers "it isn't them..."

and then...

she stands alone in the big outside world, and waits for nothing.
and friends come...
and she thinks, "i saved myself, because i am worth it."

and so it goes...

~melodyann~