complaints and compliments.

got complaints i hadnt posted a blog in awhile.
well - that i didnt for a while.
i'm sorry devoted bloggers.
i do still love you.

spent afternoon with gymnast, perfect, germany, and dancer
love these people a lot.
was chastized for not mentioning the op shop.
should have. because it was fun.
the op shopping experience that is.
last thursday perfect and i went op-shopping.
saw silly things, and both still managed to buy something.
shorts for me.
knitted vest for her.
she even wore it today. exciting.
i love us.

but more importantly i love them.
they manage to make me smile. always.
:-)
impressive effort.
i know that germany said said something funny
which i was informed needed to be blogged.
would be better though - if i could remember it.
something about filling.
OH
"woaah! you hid that deep"
thanks germany. i try :P

had other things i felt like discussing.
but as per usual.
cannot remember them.
sigh.

i do believe i was going to discuss passive agression.
but maybe not.
i suppose i will now.
its such a strange concept.
being nice, and mean, at the same time.
and yet, as a female, i know i am quite good at it.
the funny thing is - the amount of people who do it is extreme.
people who would never even realize it.
people who can see it in me, who complain about it.
don't realize they too are the same.

on the most part, i don't do it on purpose.
i'm pretty good at being angry at those who i'm angry at.
and they are usually well aware of it.
its only when - well, when i dont feel i should be angry that it happens.
or if i'm trying to be nice to someone i dont want to be.

i'm getting much better though.
in the most part.
but thats not really what i wanted to discuss.
naah.
more just the fine line, between joking and being serious.
about a mean joke, and playful banter.
where is the line?

i call people names. bully and mock.
but it is 99% of the time. just a joke.
not the NICEST of jokes, but a joke none-the less.
the question is. when is that too much?
what happens when somebody takes you too seriously?
and what do you do to stop?
all extremely philosophical questions.
clearly i should just stop.
but is it that simple?
should i have to change who i am. because im missunderstood?
should anybody?
its not meant to be harmful.
it isnt serious.
maybe its taken that way by choice.
a choice that i don't make.
but alas, you, the offended make.
so don't? laugh at yourself like i do.
its much healthier :-)

ahhh.
on a much lighter note.
still in complete awe of her life at the moment.
happiness she feels for a lot of things.
when and where did this come from?
light at the end of every tunnel boys and girls.
definite light.

would like to thank

germany - for being by my side at my ugliest moments in life, and yet, still willing to stick around.

sister - for being another sister. sharing a bed with me just cause i needed somebody. for just being herself, in the most magnificant ways possible.

dancer - even though i put him through some really hard situations. not to mention stretching him to every length, he still stood by me. love him.

perfect - for just generally being perfect. subtle, and honest. sweet and caring. and a good cook. definitely that.

vet - for having an interesting life. to compliment mine. but more importantly for always listening. always.

poker - for being able to make me laugh. for making ever serious situation, seem less important. and more correct to its weight.

maccas - for listening to me rant. about the same thing. many times. and still not being sick or bored of me. or judging me. basically, for understanding me when i needed somebody too. love you.

cynic - for always dropping by. keeps life interesting.

bob - for just being who you are. partying with me. drinking the night away when i needed it. sharing a bed. rolling on said bed giggling from very little champaigne. for just being. xx

india - for being you. for making me laugh. for making me happy. for giving me flowers. for making me feel wanted. for making me alive. for sucking at bowling just as much as i do. for dealing with my shit. for... well... did i mention for being you?

the list goes on. and on.
but basically, those people.
THANKYOU
you rock.
and i'm oh so grateful you are in my life.
:-)
happiness.
share it.
its worth it.
:-)