Someone knows my secret

What moms carry 'round

In their souls

So put together

So positive

Might be quirky

But still normal

Someone knows this woman

Who this mother hoards and covets

And shields from judging eyes

Chaotic and free

Deplorable

Leaps first

Sexual

Someone guessed my secret

But won't betray this mother

This mom, mommy, mama

Someone wants to share me

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I swear, I get all the weirdos....

Yesterday's call center question du jour: Which do you prefer, French kissing or Australian kissing?

Me:  What's Australian kissing?

Customer:  You know, 'down under' k--

Me: Got it!  Got it!  Moving on!

In other news...  Most men in Missouri have long, handle bar mustaches.

And why not jump without a parachute?  Could be cement down there, true, or... Could be a bed of fluffy pink marshmallows.  I really can't tell from this distance, but ( Read more... )

What I mean is, they do not read a lady's preferences AT ALL ( Read more... )

This is definitely not a serious writer's journal, though seriously, in any journal all one can do is write...  Well, unless it's an illustration journal, then... But no!  I digress.  Let those who can teach, teach.  As for me, all I can do is pretty much learn.  That's about it.  Oh--and crack a joke or two along the way.  I mean, I can be serious ( Read more... )

If Madonna can reinvent herself...  Okay.  Nevermind.  Nonetheless, I'm off and writing one more time.  Wait.  I should check myself over...  Agentless?  Check.  Unfinished novel?  Check.  Previous manscript left to rot?  Pretty much.  Okay then ( Read more... )