First off, why the shit is it called "Breaking Up" instead of something else?
I get the Breaking part, I really do.
Heartbreak sucks the biggest one ever.
Heartbreak sucks the biggest one ever.
But the Up... what the fuck is that?
Maybe it refers to "Up yours, buddy!"
Rawwrrrr!
Either way, I have been through the f'n ringer lately.
Duh, I am newly single and f'n VD passed {like a fart} last week.
I was a cunty bitch before, during and after that day.
I was a cunty bitch before, during and after that day.
Change is Inevitable. Make it count.
But in light of the person I am and enjoy being, I am not going to erase the posts which reflect this cuntdom, nor am I going to apologize for it. It is perfectly natural to be a tad off when you split up with a lover. Or in my case, it is perfectly natural to be a tad off when you split up with a lover and the rest of your life is also in flux as well.
So what, I am off.
It only ads to my charm and charisma.
Auntie Fuzzball originated OFF.
I have been up and down, there and back- all through the stages of the break-up.
puppetry, incontinence, malaise, etc.
Today was better since I was busy all day in the studio. I was not just intellectually busy, like I have been, but I was busy with my hands- creatively. I find that when I keep moving in that way, it helps reset my brain's hard-wiring to not obsess about my stupid reeling thoughts and icky emotions.
I actually found myself being present and calm, not even thinking about X. I was more pleasant to be around, more patient with my students (which speaks volumes since I work on Mondays with middle-schoolers) and allowed myself to relax the reins.
I actually found myself being present and calm, not even thinking about X. I was more pleasant to be around, more patient with my students (which speaks volumes since I work on Mondays with middle-schoolers) and allowed myself to relax the reins.
After I came in from a long-ass day of working and playing, I decided to look up some patterns for yarn I recently purchased on this new-to-me website I happened upon last week.
(Ravelry is fabulous for both knitters and crocheters. If you like that stuff, click the link.)
I did not find the pattern I had hoped to, but I did find a photo of a cat in a hat.
No, not Seuss, a real kitty in a hat that's knitty.
So, I decided that delirium / knitting for your cat is definitely a missing stage in "break ups."
The chapeau culpret.
Within 3 minutes of seeing the hatted cat, I emailed the poster, she directed me to the creator of the pattern, and I am that much closer to becoming "that woman" who knits for her cat.
Kitty here says F-U if you don't "get it"
Fuck it.
Fletchie is turning fucking 20 on March 3rd, and if she does not deserve a lovely hat, who the fuck does?
20... That's like 126 in human years!
Fletchie is turning fucking 20 on March 3rd, and if she does not deserve a lovely hat, who the fuck does?
20... That's like 126 in human years!
Sara Anne's kitty.
(S.A. made the pattern)
The original (above) cat hat pattern is still in cyber-space, but I downloaded another pattern for a lovely cabled beret earlier tonight.
For my cat.
YES-
This is the same bitch who barfed on my freshly-laundered bedspread today.
Which reminded me of the VD turd and did not make me angry.
For my cat.
Cabled Beret by Wild Tomatoes.
Cat not included.
That's my FLETCHIE!!!
YES-
This is the same bitch who barfed on my freshly-laundered bedspread today.
Which reminded me of the VD turd and did not make me angry.
I love my geriatric pussy.
Cat with a hat in the hat would be terribly adorable.
ReplyDeleteIf I broke up with a boyfriend less than a week ago, you would find me in the bathtub with a carton of cigarettes, listening to the cure, crying into the phone(leaving a message for the ex and all. he stopped answering my calls long ago.), cursing at God. I am the dramatic sort.
i was listening to pandora radio- like that isn't warning enough, and had the cure on for like 4 minutes and disintegration's "plainsong" came on and i almost had a fucking heart attack. i too am dramatic.
Deleteyou will thank me later for NOT posting the breakup poems.
so will future generations of anything with a pulse
I have a boy cat. (Well to be 100% correct I have a mostly/formerly boy cat) And I don't think the aforementioned chapeaus would look good on such a butch creature. And I don't knit. Perhaps a little duct tape headband would be appropriate. Or a tinfoil viking hat to keep out the crazies. Yeah, that will work.
ReplyDeleteyeah,,,,, flip, i am going to need you to email me your address. your fucking pussy is going to get a chapeau when least expected. not the beret, the bonnet one.
Deletepussy bitch
I have a geriatric pussy too. He is 19 and recently went for a check up, the vet said that he is in health a cat half his age would be proud of !
ReplyDeleteHowever if I tried to make him wear a hat I think either he would leave me or I would lose an arm.
My sister used to knit for her boyfriend and her Jack Russell, but dogs are stupid. One day I got chatting to a little old lady at a bus stop because she also had a Jack (they are my fave dogs), and she told me that she had seen the strangest thing while walking her dog on the common.
A man walking a Jack Russell and they were wearing matching hats.
I didn't tell her.
I hope you're doing ok ? Being newly single can suck, I know, or the means of getting there, but onwards and upwards eh ? And if it does feel that bad then remember the best way to get over one person is to get under a new one :)))
You have my email if you want to let off some virtual steam xx
jack russels are tricky critters. call me old fashioned, but i like em big and stupid...
Deleteand i like big dogs too.
side note- the thought of banging out makes me ill right now. which speaks volumes, since i have the libido of a horny 18 year old gay boy.
and i will email you. i like drunk typing
Cowgirl told me I would like your blog, she is so right!
ReplyDeletehooray! welcome to my stupid blob-o-shere. wasted time is as good as any
Delete