I’ve been here many times. I get goosebumps everytime. Optical Illusion? Gravity Defied? Ghosts? ~P.
Mar 5, 2012
Rape suspect released on $1 bail – The York Daily Record
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Come on York, PA……The courthouse always has time for my contempt charges!!! Why can’t they find time for a rape suspects hearing?! ~P.
Mar 5, 2012
Skinny Billy
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Dale and I are watching “Billy the Exterminator” and I think since the last bug killing season, he has lost weight. (Billy, not Dale.)
Anyone else watch Billy? Noticed he looks skinny?
He’s hot in that “freaky dude” way.
~P.
Mar 5, 2012
Soooo quiet
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Tesla went with her dad. It’s sooo quiet here. 😦
Her leaving went smoothly tonight. Unlike other nights.
John and/or Heather and/or kids seem compelled to accompany Tesla during the exchange. Sometimes all the way up to my car, parked at the top of the driveway. When John comes to get Tesla, I don’t even go to the door. This is much less stressful for Tesla and me. I am proud of her for sucking it up with all that goes on around her. Every time we are together Tesla drills me on why she can’t live with me. I tell her I am working on something with my lawyer to change that.
In the meantime, we must enjoy the time that we have together, not argue and practice using our patience. This part sounds very familiar, maybe because I had a similar conversation with her father years ago….so much for that speech working on the other Delauter.
Tesla told me she is remaining hopeful that she can change schools next year. Ok, she didn’t say it that way but she got the point across. I remain hopeful that a Divorce Master will finalize this divorce and the dust will settle. Only then can I really begin to plan for Tesla and my future.
~P.
Mar 2, 2012
Attorney General’s Office rang
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Yes, they are checking me out. Fraudulent receipt of food stamps. Maybe more, I’m really not sure.
Calling about Zeth, who I took off my benefits list but his benefits returned at their insistance.
Why is this an issue that needs looking into? I am sure all my phone calls are recorded.
I know it was started by you know who.
I’m not scared of you bully.
~P.
Mar 2, 2012
You know you are a looner when:
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You know you are a looner when:
- Car lot balloons are more interesting than the new cars.
- You dream about the Goodyear Blimp. In color.
- Foil balloons ruin an occasion.
- The box of latex gloves under the sink isn’t really for cleaning.
- Non-lubricated condoms are preferred.
- Balloon shards cover your carpet like spent rounds.
- Balloons are hidden between the mattress and box spring.
- You know what the real differences between balloons.
- You match your wardrobe to the balloon color you blow up each morning.
- You cannot resist the urge to take balloons home after someone throws a party.
Ok, so I’m just kidding around! LOL
~P.
Write in the comments your ideas for knowing when you are a looner!
Mar 2, 2012
Dear John~You need to learn to communicate
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Dear John,
No need to mince words here. You SUCK at communicating. I realize it’s probably because you never learned to communicate properly. I know you at least went to Kindergarten so I really don’t see how you screwed learning communication up so badly. Everyone knows you learn the most important things in Kindergarten. I suggest you join Tesla’s class more often, not as a volunteer, but as a student.
Yesterday, Tesla was SO sick she couldn’t speak to me on the phone ALL day. You refused to tell me what her doctor said and what symptoms she was experiencing. All you wanted to say was it was my fault she was sick even though I haven’t had Tesla in two weeks.
Today I had to call her SCHOOL to see if she was there. What the hell is your problem with Tesla talking to me? You couldn’t let her call this morning so I could hear her voice and find out how she is. If she went back to school today, I promise she wasn’t sick with what I had. Especially since I think mine was food poisoning. (That’s not contagious)
Thank God I get Tesla back today. She needs a break from her whiny father.
~P.
Mar 2, 2012
Far as we are concerned
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Tesla and I are good.
If Tesla can draw a picture and I title it, we have had a great day.
Chillin’ wit a Happy Pickle,
~P.
Mar 1, 2012
“He is whiny”
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Zip it
Dale texted me. That really did make me “lol!”
I had forwarded the text John sent me to him. Got that?
**skip if easily distracted** (It is funny that, in the phone given to me by my sister Suz has John listed as J Hole. His messages are from Hole, J. Very funny Susan 🙂 🙂 😀 😀 Ok, so Suz had no real part in this conversation and is avoiding me right now anyway.)
“Tesla is very sick you gave her your bug”
I read the text a second time, became very annoyed and sent this response back to Hole, J.
“I think she gave it to me after it went through everyone at your house three times. Have her call and I will comfort her. Ty.”
I’m still not sure about the call at 8:02 AM. Was that Tesla calling me? Or was it John, wanting to point his short, pudgy finger? I called J Hole, not blocking my number and he answered. Told me Tesla was sleeping and I requested she call when she woke. I thanked him and hung up. Will I hear from Tesla?
These are the days of my life,
~P.
**another distraction** (Suz had me listed as Pattio in my new-to-me phone. A name Uncle Walty made up for me. Uncle Walty was made up by J Hole. It’s a twisted, name calling, soap opera.)
P.S. There will be a quiz.
Mar 1, 2012
Blow til it Pops
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I took five in total.
One red balloon, one yellow, three blue.
Blowing the blues up and bouncing them round.
Feeling sexy as hell, while literally bound.
Releasing the air for only a few.
Blow til I pop, right along with the red balloon.
Releasing a wave, a rush~ no way to explain.
The satin feeling of yellow on my skin I do indeed like.
Don’t pop my balloon, I want to keep it all night.
The smell of latex, stimulates my mind.
Inhaling through my nose I take in its scent, knowing it will remain long after I’m spent.
The sounds of breathing with a balloon close to my face.
The squeak as my teeth grasp the latex.
Pop! A slight sting to my face triggers waves of pleasure through my body…..
Yes, it can be.
A small room of balloons, I know just the place.
Filled to the brim, very little space.
I know you will find me, popping balloons as you go.
Balloon collateral damage, until we blow.
Ah….balloon fetish poetry,
~P.
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