into the flood again, same old trip it was back then...

So I am down the shore for a few days just enjoying the quiet that is the weekends here for now... till it picks up next month. I couldn't really sleep, but what else is new? So I decided to get up. At first my anxiety was really bad, but now I am just tired, so it went away. I am making some eight oclock french roast coffee... wish I had some espresso. But I will probably hit Wawa for that later. I am listening to Alice in Chains radio on Pandora as usual. I really love that station. I am gonna go for a walk/run after breakfast or something... after I have had a healthy dose of caffeine, because right now I would just collapse probably after like only a mile, and I want to do 3. I was talking to my brother about how when you start out it is hard, but then you get into your flow and rhythmn and then it just is enjoyable. I forgot how much I enjoy working out, and since it helps lose weight, and shit like that, it's like I can eat. Instead of starving myself and being miserable. I can't eat anything I want, but I can actually eat. I forgot how much more enjoyable the spring and summer months are because I can eat. Also, baseball is such a wonderful part of these seasons. I always miss it so much and am so happy when it comes back. I want to go to another game next month, but if not then, that June 1 definitely, in the suite. I don't think I will be sitting behind the dugout anytime soon. We don't know what is going to happen with Matt yet. I told him I will be his friend. That's the best I can do. I don't know what else to tell him. He told me on Tuesday that he was kinda upset with what I told him when we talked on the phone last week, but then when I talked to him again, he said he understood that he needs to hear the truth. And I told him I want to get past this with him, and that if I didn't, I just wouldn't talk to him anymore. I know he needs some sort of hope. I think he deserves that much. But I haven't hurt myself on purpose since the day he was taken away. I just needed to stop doing that. It had gotten to a bad point, so I stopped. It wasn't helping the situation at all. *I have a great view of the ocean right now and it's really pretty wavy... I wonder if it is windy or something...* There was something else about Matt I wanted to say but it flew right out of my head like thoughts do all the time... fleeting... I hate that. Damn it, I really can't remember. Anyways, so I didn't notice till just now that they are working on repairing the dunes down here. When I go out for my hour I will check it out more. But there was a guy walking on the part they are fixing and I thought he looks weird. He looked so much bigger than he should have, but he was walking on the pile of sand. HA! I was seriously like WTF? Pandora stopped on my Dad's computer so I don't have music right now, but I may put it on on my phone. I thought I had more to write about but I really don't. You can follow me on twitter.com/me0wmixalot if you want... it's the place where I get to chat about the Phillies with a bunch of fun people. Phillies should sweep this series with the Marlins. Go Phillies! Thanks for reading!

cos i'm nutty nutty nutty for you...

I don't have much time as I have a dinner date at 7pm but I wanted to quick update this. I went to the shore yesterday and attempted to walk on the promenade... got thru 20 mins and I was in absolute hell cos of the bitter cold wind * no wonder I was the only idiot out there!* and so I went inside. But today when I got home after cleaning and organizing and watching the Phillies try to give up a win to the Orioles I went for a 3 mile walk and man did that feel good. I love just putting in my earbuds, turning on Pandora on my phone and just going. I don't even care at this point if I lose weight or what not, I want this for my mental health. I need to think shit out and work through it when I am out there, or inside on my treadmill that everyone wants to buy from me. It's not for sale and it's going in my spare bedroom in my new condo. This week I will know where I am going to be living next. I am hoping it's gwynedd club in north wales, because then I can go to the pool on days I don't have other shit to do and relax and get tan and talk to my neighbors and make friends. I like talking to random people, it's fun. It helps me. I don't want to be a therapist anymore tho, especially after all that happened in the past month cos face it, what the fuck do you say to someone who says to you "yeah, I am addicted to internet porn and I like to show little girls my genitalia"...??? I know I would be trained for that type of issue, but seriously I think my therapist now is the only one who has really helped me and I think it's because she has so much experience. She is 68, god bless her, and I hope she is around for a long time because she is the only one who has really pushed me and gotten thru to me. I have needed that ya know? Ugh, one downfall of walking so much is the hunger pains. Am I going to make it through the next 10 mins? HAHA. Anyways, so that is that, and that's my opinion of some shit. But I am happy to be getting out of that apartment. I can't even sleep in there I get so fucking anxious and worked up because seriously, who the fuck wants a gun in their face after there is all this banging on your bedroom door to get you the fuck up? FIRST THING I see... gun in my face... and I was like um, what the fuck? Did I do something? Then I saw Matt in cuffs when they pushed me out into the living room and told me they had a search warrant for the apartment. Wow. That was a lot to go thru in one fucking morning, then I read the affidavit and the fucking cops are so fucking worried I am pregnant... "are you okay? we don't want to stress you out..." Then don't fucking make me open my door to a gun!!! Assholes. I couldn't sleep at all for like the first week after that. I didn't eat anything for 4-5 days because I was so fucking messed up about this shit. Then all of a sudden food tasted so delicious to me... it was like what the fuck? And then I could eat again. Thank you chinese food from Tung's Garden in Plymouth Meeting. Then I was living on chicken fried rice for a while. Just give me the goddamn rice!!! Haha. Anyways, I am happy that part is over, and I don't want to jinx it but I have been sleeping a bit better. I haven't been taking the zanaflex every night to get to sleep, but I still have been falling asleep without it. I wake up about a million times and I am not dead to the world and I still need like 12 hours but I think my doctor did me some good with putting me on the Tegretol XR. It has helped my mood significantly and I think the fact I am on the right medications right now has helped me to deal with this better emotionally. But technically, it's not so bad because this isn't a borderline issue. Matt was my best friend. I didn't think of him as my lover which makes everything so much more complicated and stressful and I just hate my life when I am in a relationship with someone and I always ALWAYS end up hating them most of the time. It is about sex usually and that's why I keep them around till they go away. And I am so fucking grateful these idiot guys in my life went away. Best present you could ever have given me. But with Matt... it was a close friendship. He is my best friend. He would never have tried to hurt me in anyway, and I know this whole thing wasn't about hurting me. He knows how I felt about him and we were open and honest to each other, and I can honestly say I fucking love that kid. I think I have only ever loved one person and it took me about a year to admit I loved him. The rest was just infatuation and then fucking HATE and there's a thin line between love and hate so you mistake your hate for love. Do you follow me? J. was the only guy I ever loved. I don't think I ever hated him... he was funny and sweet and just different. He wasn't Italian either *Sorry Italian guys!*... he was Irish *happy st. patrick's day!* and just a good guy who went thru a lot of hell because he had a disease. I hope the best for him. My other serious boyfriends: if you know who they are: if you are one of them reading this: I hope they go fuck themselves. I hated you all most of the time... so goddamn annoying. I never hated Matt, and I never will hate Matt. He doesn't annoy the ever living piss out of me. I hope he gets the help he needs. I think he needs to be in a hospital for a year or two for intense one on one therapy. He needs to solve the issues in his head about his Mom dying so young and how it effected him mentally. He is stuck at a young age cos of it, and he wouldn't admit to being sad. He never really showed emotion except when he was manic, and even then it was just aggression. You never really knew what he was thinking. He was always so happy and joking around. You would have no idea he had these deep seeded emotional turmoil issues in his head. I hope he is okay in jail right now and I think he needed to go there first to get the shit scared out of him and to realize "THIS IS WRONG"... but I think he needs hospitalization for a long time like the dude in Silver Linings Playbook. Which I read but didn't see the movie. Won a bunch of Academy Awards. Matthew Quick is the author's name I think, which is interesting cos he is bipolar too. Bipolar disorder is such a complex illness. I don't think everyone who is diagnosed with it has it tho. I really don't. But that's a topic for another time. I am going to buy the new DSM-V when it comes out next month. I am interested in reading the different stuff that is new, cos I have one of the new things that is in it, but it's not that severe YET... It's skin picking. My ears are all fucked up from it. I don't think there is a cure for it. Oh well. I have been kinda OCD lately too, but I don't have OCD. Everyone has it to a point, but I am not having problems functioning in life because of it. So there mental illness... but if you are new to my blog and you are wondering what the fuck is wrong with me: I have bipolar 1 disorder and I have borderline personality disorder. When I feel like the bipolar is under control the borderline comes out. When I feel the borderline is under control the bipolar comes out and I can't function because the anxiety is so bad. Recently I was into the borderline side of me because of a guy. I liked him. I liked him a lot. But because of issues with Matt and shit I had to get away. And after what happened at his home last week I really need to get away from. And it's not because he is violent. I think it is because the way he looks at me I just get so drawn in and it was like that since the day I met him last July or August. I never thought anything would happen and then it did, and I got so caught up in it. I am going to miss him because I found him fascinating. He is really smart and just a beautiful man. And I love his kid. I fucking hate kids and I actually love his. But he is all sorts of fucked up too. I want to be alone. I like my life alone. I have friends and family and occasionally I see certain guys that are friends with benefits like my dear dear ****** who I will be seeing down the shore soon... Kept in touch with him through everything I went through these past couple years, and even tho and idiot loser *illiterate too* told me not to talk to him cos I didn't think it was right he was still talking to his married lover... I kept in touch anyway and talked to him while idiot loser was sleeping. But seriously, why would anyone be okay with your boyfriend/fiance talking to a married woman who is obsessed with you and writes you pathetic love letters. Check this shit out: psycho cunt wrote him a love letter and it was so entirely undeep and horribly stupid and just cheap... like had no substance. When I found it in my apartment and read it I literally laughed out loud. Thanks for leaving that behind. I like laughing at both of you. "ohhh, if things had been different maybe we could be together"... blah blah blah... I think I threw the letter out a long with a bunch of his other shit he left behind. But I really REALLY don't give a fuck about him anymore. He was so annoying and such a loser... I miss Matt so much. He is my best friend and I know he would be laughing so much at the fact we are seeing our buddy KK *Kyle Kendrick* on opening day at Citizens Bank Park. Our buddy. Haha. I am taking Matt's stepsister Gail. She is my buddy. I love her to death and love spending time with her. I haven't seen her in a few weeks but hopefully I will sometime this week. Anyways, time to go. Thanks for reading.

muscle cars drove a truck right thru my heart...

Another week, down. One more week till my long vacation at the shore although I am going tomorrow for a few days. I'll probably get even more color again. Hooray for not being pale and ugly! lol... My bff Jackie is probably coming down during the 2 weeks I am there... and Matt is coming down the 2nd week I am there. He's going to be bored without me at home aren't ya Matthius? My brother and his gf are coming into town next Thursday or Friday. I can't wait. Should be a good time. I look forward to seeing how they train. I had a good workout this morning. Did twice the amount of time as usual on the stepper. I enjoy it a lot and will either take a mile or 2 mile walk tomorrow down the shore. I did 2 miles when I was there last week but didn't take water and it was soooo freakin hot. I got thru it tho, but the 2nd mile was killer. I won't do that again. Next time I'll take water especially since it's supposed to be pretty hot there tomorrow. Been really watching what I am eating. We went to a buffet last night but it was so terrible that Matt and I didn't even eat the food we got. It was so gross. It was Jim's Buffet in Lansdale. It was awful. I recommend never going there. I've dropped 3 sizes. I'm going by how my clothes feel and fit and not by the scale cos the scale is a pain in the ass. I look a lot thinner now too. Can't wait to be back to my thin self again. Being heavy is so unhealthy and unattractive. As for the Phillies, the trade deadline has passed and Pence went to the Giants and Victorino went to the Dodgers. I'll miss Pence and Shaney had a lot of heart being here and was an integral part of the 2008 World Series Championship. But times have passed and they seem to be doing better now that they made the trades. Eric Kratz has been wonderful and except for the error Kevin Frandsen has been good too. I think they just needed to get a new group together. Lee even looked really good the other night against Strasburg which surprised me. I'm sick of being on my computer so I'm going to wrap this up. I'm hardly ever on my computer anymore. Not even facebook. I don't even go on it on my phone. It's such a waste of time. It's high school shit I think. I may even get rid of my fb account so no LOSERS can spy on me. Wish I had the time to spy on him, but basically, I really don't give a shit. I feel sorry for whoever he dates next because I had horrible stress headaches from that relationship and they went away for good once he was out of my life. THANK GOD. I wish I had left him and told him to get out the first time he jumped on me and started strangling me cos I woke him up. He's abusive and the next chick will probably be abused by him too. He abused his daughter and left a welt on her. That's HORRIBLE. You don't beat your kids. He also lies about it too and says I gave him a black eye when he had black eyes from the day I met him. I bet he's wondering why they're permanent. Cos you're the dumbass who doesn't know how to get sleep and get rid of them. He's an awful person and I am so happy he is out of my life. I should have pressed charges against him when I was in the hospital and the doctors were telling me to. They saw the marks he left on my face from when he punched me. I was afraid to tho because he put fear in me. Anyways, ladies learn from this... walk away from abusive relationships. It's not worth the pain and stress they put you thru. It's better to be with someone who is a good person *like my love Matt* and be treated like the queen you are then to be supporting a deadbeat father of 3 children with 3 different mothers *can we say male slut?*, toothless, lying, uneducated high school dropout, ugly prick who has no drive except to live on Facebook and act like he knows how to ummm "produce" music. That's really funny. Making crap on your computer doesn't mean you can "produce" anything. Especially since it all sucked. Amen. Okay, now that I got that out, onto more important things in my next posts. =)) Like how wonderful life has been lately. I'm going to get ready for my dentist appointment. Thanks for reading. -laura

guarding yourself from the love of another, left you with nothing tonight... why does it sound like the devil is laughing, leaving me haunted tonight?

*The title is from the Disturbed song "guarded" that I have in my head right now. I'll have to listen to them on the way to the theatre and to dinner* Yaaay is all I have to say about today. The Phillies signed Cole Hamels to 6 years with a vesting option of a 7th year this morning. I am so happy. I must admit i teared up the other day when I thought it might be his last start as a Phillie. It just would have been unfair and it would have said they didn't want to win games or championships if they didn't sign him. I'm so glad he signed here. Thank god. =)) The Phillies also just won their 4th game in a row. I was at the one they won on Sunday against the Giants. It was a good game and went into the 12th inning. They are doing so much better since the All Star break and it would be awesome if they could go on a good run and make it into the playoffs. Like Matt said, they should probably focus on winning the wild card now instead of the NL East. I think it's their best option. And since I know Matt reads this: I looooooooooove you, you're my booooooooooooyfriend... LOL... kissy kissy... hahaha... I needed to make fun of him on here just because he knows I looooooooooooooove him, I think he's specccccccccccial... even if he is late all the time. He's going to be late for his own funeral. I used to be late all the time but I never am anymore. Anyways, I look forward to getting my car back from the shop soon. It needed major repairs and I had put it off for so long that they are finally getting done. I can't imagine not being able to have a car or drive for that matter. That would be terrible. As for work, in September I am going to sign up for nurses aide training in Lansdale at St. Mary's Manor and hopefully work there or for an agency. I really enjoy working with elderly people because they interest me and usually just need a smiling face to make their day. I don't want to deal with difficult people who don't like me simply because they are jealous of me *Hint, youre too ugly to mention by name, but your boyfriend's name rhymes with Man... but he's definitely not a Man since he can't stand up to you. One day when you break up because he doesn't want to be bossed around anymore by an insecure unfortunate looking bitch, well then I can say "I told you so."* Enough about that. I'm going to the shore again for the weekend but my friend isn't going to be down this weekend. =(( I was hoping to see him, but I guess I have to wait until August. Things have been going good again for me. Just a little set back with how I felt about that girl *is she a girl?* who tried to make me feel awful about myself. Too bad she's not awesome enough to ever get to know me. I'm seeing the Dark Knight Rises tonight. It looks good. Christian Bale *one of my favorite actors* went to visit some of the victims of the shooting. He is a great person, and it's a shame the Batman franchise has been fucked up by incidents such as the death of Heath Ledger and now this mass shooting. I don't think anything happened with the first movie. I'll have to watch the first two again. And I want to watch Die Hard because Matt wants me to and I said I would. He thinks I'm going to make him watch Magic Mike with me when I buy it when it comes out on DVD, but I won't. It was good tho. I also got the new Emily Giffin book yesterday and am almost halfway thru it. I may not have time to finish it by tomorrow so I will take it down the shore. I am probably going to go to Target tomorrow to get some more tshirts for working out. I have a huge blister which is finally starting to heal on my foot from walking 2 miles without socks on. My new black sneakers fucked up my foot. It feels much better than it did, but it does still hurt. Anyways, I need to finish getting ready for my date with Matt so I am going to wrap this up. Thanks for reading. -laura =^-^= Meow!