Sunday, December 24, 2006

Pain

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

You're sick of feeling down
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand

Pain, without love
Paint, I can't get enough
Pain, I like rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

"Pain," Three Days Grace

Friday, December 22, 2006

lifes rough get a helmet

Ahhh, I hate my life sometimes... except for the Nienie part... I love that part.... even if she always finds a way to pee out of her diaper. I have to clean my couch now..... Anyway, we have the cutest christmas pictures, Caleb is back from Japan, and Amy has had yet another UTI. Laura is still a selfish bitch, my mom's driving me crazy and I want to beat my head off the wall. ow...

Right, so I was a dub yesterday and forgot bout melisa. I feel like shit because that's what laura use to do to me and what she does do to mesa. I'm a bitch. I apologized though and I hope that she forgives me because we have so much fun. back to the real worl with me!

Much love from the Hatter.

Thursday, December 21, 2006

To yessirree (yuzree)

I knew that he would delete my comment (or rather not post it) like the little frog he is so I will post it here. Much love from The Hatter!!!!! I am red. He is piss yellow.

It's pretty sad that the only comment you have is made by you.....

Well it's a rhetorical post to begin with.

(My response was here but the fat ass child molestor deleted it.)

Hmm.. seems like a previous comment has magically disappeared...

Dear me, you seem awfully confused here. In case you're somehow misguided, blogspot is NOT the entire internet; there are many other channels of communication, so.. ;)In any case I'm not setting up my weblog to primarily "make friends" as you say, I choose my friends carefully, unlike some genetically-inferior, psychologically-challenged, attention-deprived people.But that, honey, is in real life. On the internet, nobody is trustworthy enough to be my "real" friend unless of course I met them in person first, or they've somehow managed to gain my trust but that is another story.Anyway talking about this page you refer to as the internet, despite getting an average of 30-40 hits a day (yes, I use a stealth tracker) it's totally up to the readers to submit comments, but this is mostly an information-driven blog so there's nothing much for the readers to comment on anyway unless of course the relayed information is wrong/incomplete, or they need further clarification, or they want to make some obtuse attempt at retribution, as you are doing.But of course, I won't stoop to your level and compare personal assets or (mis)judge a book by it's cover, or by it's personal views on what is vulgar and what is not.Which by the way, the word "dickwad" is auto-blocked by a multitude of forums on the internet, so either thousands of other admins are of the same opinion as me, or you're attempting to set up a curriculum on refined vulgarity, which goes to show what your real life is like.But like I said, it's all a matter of personal opinion in the end, and to be honest I don't give a "dickwad" about yours so I'd appreciate that if you don't have anything valid to say here that makes sense, please refrain from wasting the valuable processing power of blogspot/google by blatantly misusing the anti-spambot word verification feature.Goodbye, and Merry Christmas :)

"Hmm.. seems like a previous comment has magically disappeared... "
Mature. Way to not stoop. Funny how if some one writes something that you don't like you delete it. just like a coward. BTW, I said you didn't have comments on this page which in fact happens to be on the internet and therefore you aren't getting comments on the internet.
genetically inferior... hmm, I am white with blonde hair and blue eyes and a respectible IQ of 150. I seem to be Hitler's Ideal. Wrong picture to choose buddy. I could also have passed numerous psych exams with flying colors and the day I'm attetion deprived (which doesn't need a hyphan) the earth will have stopped turning.

Reality is relative to the person. What you see in the mirror in the morning is nothing like waht others see. (this is evident by the photo you chose to put up on your blog... *shudders*) Oh, and Don't call me "Honey." I'm not your "honey" or anyone elses you sexist pig.

What exactly am I making "retribution" for or did you misuse a word.

who gives a shit about your steath tracker anyway, that doesn't prove anything to me. And fourty a day really sucks compared to the over a hundred I use to get a day when I fiddled with Xanga. I also notice that no one asks you questions. You must not be very impressive... or just too boring for anyone to bother. You know, I've known some pretty cool computer geeks who could do ANYTHING with a computer and you're just not one of them.

I am not judging you by any cover or veiw. I'm taking delight in ruffling your feathers a bit. I think that no matter what your ex-friend may have done to you what you did to him in a public environmant(the internet or blogger if you insist on me being more specific) infront of what he considers his friends is entirely uncalled for. You must not have been a very good friend to him in the first place if you would try to hurt him like that.

As far as "dickwad" being auto blocked, alot of public forums wish to be appropriate for younger people. I know that my child won't be calling any one a dickwad any time soon but that just because it's rude not because it's vulgar. Dickwad is something a person says when their in middle school not as a full grown adult (not that I'm sure you can be considerd an adult.) And then theres the fact that you can say "bitch" on the radio here and not "God." People are stupid about the most inane things.

As far as my real life... I have a family, a happy home and a friend who will never leave me nor I her. My real life is not conveyed on the internet. I am being who I would be in real life if I hadn't been taught the meaning of tact. On line I'm an overt bitch because of the lack of consiquences. Your meager yet drawn out attemt at putting me in my place means nothing except that I have more to say in return. I previously stated that I enjoy this. I take one moment out of my day to respond to you and it makes me laugh for the next twenty four hours. You're pathetic and so obviously feeling very alone if you would even thake the time to notonly delete my comment but respond to me... twice. you obviously care what the rest of the people online think of you or you would have just left my comment where it was.
I congradulate you on your odd usage of dickwad. In America you are a "dickwad" and we don't "give a shit" rather than "give a dickwad." And I make perfect sence. It is you that has some prblems with the english laguage.

If you'd like, you can come and comment on my site instead. You were doing really well at insulting people on their own site before. (I would have a touch of sarcasm in my voice for this sentece. That's what I hate about the internet so impersonal.)

oh, dear, bored now, time to wrap presents. YAY!

I have way too much fun. I'm going to go wrap presents and the read my Phantom of the opera book. SO EXCITED!!!

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

*sigh*

I'm sitting here with my beautful daughter on my lap. She is five months old on the 28th and she is 26 in./65cm long (in the 90th percentile) and 15lb/6.8kg (in the 56th percentile.) She's my little monster. She takes after her father who is six foot six in that repect. Otherwize she looks like me... thank God. She has my blue eyes with that native american squint that makes people ask if her daddy's asian, my little button nose, mylittle chin... okay she has her daddy's full lips and bulbus head but hey, can't have everything. her heads not really bulbus per se... It's just large. I got her little ears peirced at four and one half months and it just looks so adorible. some day I may put up pictures of her.

I'm so tired. I'm going to go to the gorham USM campus today so that I can hang out with mine and Amy's old roommate, Meg. Miss her like crazy. That's all I really came to say. I have to go get gussied up now. Much love.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

BOOYA BITCH!!!! um... never mind...

Sweet Angel of Darkness

A tingle in my spine,
Sweet Angel,
you tempt me to darkness
and you don't even know.
I can feel you draw me in.
You don't even know I exist.
If only I could feel your gaze upon me.
If only I knew the security of your embrace.
If only I knew the warmth of your love.
I can feel it burning,
Sweet Angel,
you tempt me to darkness
and you don't even know.
I can feel your heart beat.
You've never seen my face.
If only I could feel you hand on mine.
If only I knew the depths of your soul.
If only you weren't so out of my reach.

Hello!

My best friend in the whole world made this blog for me, because she's a genius. She may have also written this post, but in anycase... Thank you starry_lady!