house. ... work.

and with that

I'm off to fold laundry

and clean bathrooms.

oh joy.

simple request

....to know you

.

like

your tongue

knows

the back

of your teeth..

.

..thats all I want.

.j.

.

your soul

It's the light that captivates me
Holds me to this place
I don't so much see it,
as feel it.
If I lay my head on your chest
I bet I'd hear it
That fierce glow of your soul.

Words for my Daughter

"There Is A Voice Inside Of You

That Whispers All Day Long.

I Feel That This Is Right For Me,

I Know That This Is Wrong.

No Teacher,

Preacher,

Parent,

Friend,

Or Wise Man

Can Decide What's Right For You-

Just Listen To The Voice

That Speaks

Inside You."

~Shel Silverstein

WARNING

song of the day~ stripped~

~THIS ~

is
one
of the
HOTTEST
songs... EVER.
.. Even the second time around.

Simple Happiness

Happiness

for me

is

chilly nights

and

warm thighs

.
j

travel

stand up

“The place where you made your stand never mattered.

Only that you were there...

..and still on your feet.”

~Steven King

Killer Biscuits

I am completely convinced

the person/people who invented

'biscuits in a tube'

are evil !!

Is nobody else concerned that

these people

made serious money

off of their malevolent invention??

...and are running wild amongst us??

I hate opening canned biscuits!

"Peel the paper and press on the dotted line to open."

Sounds simple, as if they even say it with a 'smile'

However,

I do this with my eyes squinted shut,

arms outstretched,

flinching each new tear the paper pulls away from the tube,

completely terrified of the "POP!!"

I'm likely to wet myself when the bastard finally opens.

I'm still amazed I haven't lost an eye

or a limb

or knocked out a small child

all while in the process of trying to make biscuits!

You know Damn well Mr. or Mrs. Biscuit

is snickering their evil snicker

each and every time a tube is purchased!

EVIL BASTARDS!

Marleyism

“You may not be her first, her last, or her only.

She loved before she may love again.

But if she loves you now, what else matters?

She’s not perfect - you aren’t either,

and the two of you may never be perfect together

but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice,

and admit to being human and making mistakes,

hold onto her

and give her the most you can.

She may not be thinking about you every second of the day,

but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break

- her heart.

So don’t hurt her,

don’t change her,

don’t analyze

and don’t expect more than she can give.

Smile when she makes you happy,

let her know when she makes you mad,

and miss her when she’s not there.
— Bob Marley

seether

[seether -- careless whisper]

cuz' sometimes it's better the second time around.

Heres the thing..

we are all going to die anyways..

me?

I intend to deserve it.

My Heart.

Its delicate

fragile, but not flimsy

shatterable, but not weak

breakable, but not brittle
fickle, but not feeble

melts easily, but not evenescent

sometimes temperary, but hardly brief

sometimes powerless, but never debilitated

a hollow organ, but never empty

the most vital or essential part of my being

the core

.

~jodi~

baggage

sometimes
my emotional baggage
is all there is
.
but I've decided,
Id be really boring without it

.

~j~

internet

Ahhh~ the internet.

It's like a modern day fairy tale.

Here?

Well, I can be Snow White.

And most of the men who email?

The Seven Dwarfs.

Primarily Dopey.

.

~j~

i ..can remember

if i give in to my thoughts

i can remember

more

than your scent

i can remember

more

than the sound of your voice

i can remember
more

than how your words sounded

when they fell from your beautiful mouth

i can remember

more

than just the colors

of the spaces

and places

we once filled

i

can actually

feel you

in my hands

the grip of your hair
your muscles tighten over mine

the perfect curve

of your lips

the temperature and taste of your skin
i

can actually

feel your hand in mine

i can see

every line

and crease of your skin

but truth is

i still long to feel

the warmth of your palm
in mine

there was magic in your hold
~j

You are all you need.

Don't let anyone else 

create

 and complete you;

Because then 

you give them 

the power 

to destroy you.


j