2004-07-13 05:14:34 ET

Not to be outdone by the man, she posts as well...

"If there is someone on your friends list you would love to have a sweaty, legendary, damn near EPIC, 12 hour fuckathon with, post this same exact sentence in your journal."

I stole this from DE Rude Boy

I'm so mooey eyed it's sickening
2004-07-05 08:09:33 ET

Ya, so, I should really stay off the internet. Case held in point:

Here's my favorite (simply becuase of the last line).



I lay down last night with your image in my thoughts, and have awak'd this morning in the same contemplation. The pleasing transport ith which I'me delighted, has a sweetnesse in it attended with a train of ten thousand soft desires, anxieties, and cares.

The day arises on my hopes with new brightnesse; youth beauty and innocence are the charming objects that steal me from myself, and give me joys above the reach of ambition pride or glory. Believe me, Fair One, to throw myself at yr feet is giving myself the highest blisse I know of earth.

Oh hasten ye minutes! Bring on the happy morning wherein to be ever her's will make me look down on Thrones!

Dear Molly I am tenderly, passionately, faithfully thine,

Richard Steele

Sir Richard Steele, a Dublin-born English writer to Mary Scurlock in August, 1707. They were married shortly after the letter was written. He wrote her over 400 affectionate and often witty letters which she sold very profitably after his death."

And, I knew there was a reason, I liked Reagan...

"Aboard Air Force One
March 4 1983

Dear First Lady

I know tradition has it that on this morning I place cards Happy Anniversary cards on your breakfast tray. But things are somewhat mixed up. I substituted a gift & delivered it a few weeks ago.

Still this is the day, the day that marks 31 years of such happiness as comes to few men. I told you once that it was like an adolescent's dream of what marriage should be like. That hasn't changed.

You know I love the ranch but these last two days made it plain I only love it when you are there. Come to think of it that's true of every place & every time. When you aren't there I'm no place, just lost in time & space.

I more than love you, I'm not whole without you. You are life itself to me. When you are gone I'm waiting for you to return so I can start living again.

Happy Anniversary & thank you for 31 wonderful years.

I love you

Your Grateful Husband"

But the best is still...

"My Dearest P.,
I just wanted to thank you for everything you do for me . . .and my career.

Much Love, CM"

2004-07-05 07:41:50 ET

White Flag ~ Dido

"I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
That I cause nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "It's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
all that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be"

2004-07-02 06:54:09 ET

Shiny Happy People ~ R.E.M.

"Shiny happy people laughing
Meet me in the crowd
People people
Throw your love around
Love me love me
Take it into town
Happy happy
Put it in the ground
Where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine

Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing

Everyone around love them, love them
Put it in your hands
Take it take it
There's no time to cry
Happy happy
Put it in your heart
Where tomorrow shines
Gold and silver shine

Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing"

An issue ... for civilized discussion
2004-07-01 05:09:45 ET

I came across this (I condensed it a bit for space) while flipping through an old magazine...I think she may have a an entirely valid point. What do you think?

"When a man if in the presence of a tender, gentle, trustful, dependent woman, he immediately feels a sublime expansion of his power to protect and shelter this frail and delicate creature...One of the most pleasant sensations a man can experience is the consciousness of his ability to give manly protection. A man delights in protecting and sheltering a feminine, dependent woman...when a man tenderly and devotedly cares for a woman, it increases his love for her. A woman serves (a man) in a similar way. She prepares him nourishing meals, washes his clothes and watches over him to see that he doesn't neglect his health. She gives him comfort, understanding and sympathy. And she protects him in her own way by trying to prevent others from taking unfair advantage of his generous nature, by trying to keep his foolhardy courage from endangering his safety, and by making certain his manly indifference to detail doesn't lead him into trouble. As she devotes herself to his care and protection, she loves him more." ~ Helen Andelin

This prompted me to do a bit more digging and I found this article online, which I also edited a bit for length.

Chivalry and Today's Woman
By Jennifer L. Williams
Published: Friday, September 27, 2002
Part 1: Females

"I kiss my own hand when I meet men, because chivalry is dead and I'm trying to revive it."
Dana E. Crawford

Here you are yet again, rushing to your next class. As you approach the front doors of Douglass Hall, the guy in front of you doesn't even bother to hold the door for you, and you quickly grab the door for yourself. "Is chivalry dead?" you ask yourself. Hell, emphatically, yes!

In this day and age, it isn't difficult to see chivalry isn't quite what it used to be. Doors aren't opened with swiftness, chairs aren't pulled out and seats aren't given up to accommodate women. The list could go on and on.

However, what many females don't factor into the equation is the evolution of the independent woman, and how she impacts chivalry (or the supposed lack thereof).

In the era of "I can do everything for myself," and cries of "All my women, independent? Throw your hands up, feel me." have we as women possibly pushed the whole independent thing a bit too far? And can men be completely faulted for letting chivalry fall by the wayside?

"Chivalry is definitely dead in terms of what our parents defined it as, and it has been redefined because of the independent woman," said Dana E. Crawford, a graduate psychology major. "Some women like men to open doors, but now, society makes it seem wrong to want those kinds of things."

The rise of female empowerment could very well cause many women to believe that liberated, strong-willed women intimidate men. For the most part, this belief isn't too far off the mark.

How has this intimidation morphed chivalry from a female perspective? Could it be that men are genuinely afraid to open a door for a woman, for fear that their action could be met with an attitude instead of with a smile?

"I personally don't want any male to do for me what I can do for myself," said Jessica Powell, a junior business major. "I don't want to feel like I owe him something."

With this example in mind, has the phenomenon of the independent woman caused males to slack off on their jobs, so to speak? As chivalry is synonymous with respect, have men begun to respect us less? Could it be that females are becoming so emasculated by society that a "why bother?" attitude is being adopted by men as a response? Furthermore, how has pop culture and the media affected chivalry and our perceptions of it?

"In some respect, the demise of chivalry is both the fault of men and women," said Kamari Simpson, a sophomore marketing major. "If we were to watch any music video, they usually don't include any actions that can be deemed chivalrous."

The supposed death of chivalry may be just the foundation needed for the birth of true reciprocity between the sexes in terms of respect. Ladies should never take disrespect from any male, but should also be sure to thank the brother who gives up his seat for them.

They should also be aware that showing appreciation isn't a sign of weakness."

My position: It seems to me that there are a lot of people out there who are ranting and raving about equality of the sexes. I suppose that my own opinion on this matter will offend some if not many people reading this. I had to pass through a lot of angry rants and diatribed articles until I finally found some with solid sense. I've read other people's opinions. I've done the research and this, is my official two cents into the debate.
You can't have it both ways. Men and women were put on this earth to fulfill certain roles. A place for everything and everything in its place, as it were. If women want to enter into the business world and think they have the manly temperament for it, then more power to them. But don't complain that a man doesn't give up his seat or hold the door for you when you have effectively made yourself his equal. A man wouldn't do that for another man. You have made yourself untouchable by stripping yourself of your feminine role. If you want to run with the men, they're going to see you that way. They may respect you, but not in the way you want them too. They are going to see you as just want you wanted an equal. Another man would not need protection, why should you? On the other hand, men are not entirely blameless. When a truly feminine woman is your presence you have forgotten, or never been taught, how to act. Truly feminine (not feminist) women desire and even need your protection. We see you as our leaders, our protectors and being submissive doesn't mean being a "yes Dear" dummy. It means recognizing that men are oftentimes better equipped in temperament to make big decisions and lead families. Not that they should dominate. Discussion is vital. But, hasn't it been that way for thousands of years? Someone's got to lead, right? And I'm not saying that women can't be effective leaders, but sometimes you just can't have it both ways.
Which, brings me back to my wanting it both ways "gripe". Women want to work. They want to run with the big dogs. Yet, they want to marry and have a family and many still want the man to be the provider. I quote from an unprinted part of the first article. " has been recognized as the provider, not only by custom but by law, for in the event of divorce the man is required to pay child support and alimony. This indicates that even today, when women are working, we still recognize the man as the provider. (Andelin)"
My, my how it seems that some of us want our cake and to eat it too!

The article goes on to say “According to divine plan, when a man marries he should assume economic responsibility for his wife and children. His wife may work and others may assist him but it is not their direct worry. He alone is responsible. To prepare for his bread-winning role he may spend years in preparation by attending college, hours of study, sacrifice and hard work. When he finally completes his preparation, if he is to succeed he must give himself to his work. Even then, the keen competition of the business world stands as a continual threat to his financial security. To help him in the heavy load that waits him, the man was blessed with the capacity to do his job and do it reasonably well. He has within his nature the ability, temperament, and stamina to face this man-sized job. This is part of his make-up. He also has a keen sense of duty to provide the living…When the wife fully comprehends her husband’s heavy responsibility to provide the living, she may be tempted to join the work force with him.. There may be emergencies when this is necessary but usually there are better ways. She can be of more help by cutting expenses, strengthen his confidence in himself and being feminine. When she does, she helps him feel more needed and adequate as a provider. This generation of woman has failed to give men the feeling they are needed as provider. We live in a world of working women. Women take on any kinds of work men do, and seem, to do it as well or better. In some instances they make more money. When a woman become the capable, independent woman of the working force, once who can adequately take care of herself, it’s impossible for a man to feel needed as her provider. (Andelin)”

So men, (and girls) I ask your opinion. Do men really feel this way? Or, has today's society raped you of any desire to function in this capacity? Girls, Do you agree with any of this? Do you disagree entirely or in part? What is that you think? I imagine, you all have an opinion. I encourage lively debate. Please feel free to respond, but kindly keep it clean.

"Sorry, but I'm an old-fashioned gal. I was raised to believe that men dig up the corpses and the women have the babies." ~ Buffy


2004-07-01 04:54:35 ET

Long Road's End ~ C. Vincent Metzen

"What fires burn within my heart and force me to contend
with the perils that await me at this tragic journey's end?

I have walked the roads that lead to Hell, I have challenged all but Fate.
I have fought and bled and carried on just to reach this final gate.
And now the task before me looks, this dire deed undone;
I shall make my stand against the Three until the battle's won.

What fear or wound could ever still this last defiant cry.
As I stand against the Shadow 'neath the endless burning sky?"

Redemption or something like it
2004-06-19 08:50:16 ET

I have a confession to make.

My 14 year old niece as been asking for the new Avril CD. In a moment of weakness, I bought it for her. In a further moment of weakness and (in my defense) utter curiousity. I opened it and listened to it. **shudder**... I liked it. It's really not so bad. It's definitely more grown up than the first attempt, which I think helps it a lot. I never really thought that it would appeal to me. I suppose we are always surprising ourselves.

I especially liked this one:

My Happy Ending -

"Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, so much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
(they say)
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
(so are they)
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do
(all the shit that you do)
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be


It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

He was everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, so much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, so much for my happy ending"

2004-06-19 08:47:11 ET

Scotch Tape Was Never Meant to Mend a Bridge

We tried to fill up the emptiness
with meaningless words.
Even "I love you" seemed upsurd and
totally insignificant.
All the phone lines in the world
weren't going to fix this
broken connection.

Words as meaninless as these
tried to fix what was already
beyond repair.
Long electric silence
might have been better.
A soft click and then
the final nail driven into
a solitary coffin built for two.

"In the dream I keep having about Jordan Catalano, I'm trying to catch up with him. But it's hard, because there's something wrong with the floor. Sometimes my father is there. Sometimes my great-aunt Gertrude's funeral kinda gets mixed in with it. The end of the dream is always the same -- I catch up with him. I yell and scream, how he hurt and betrayed me. How I can never forgive him. He just stands there, like someone caught in a
storm who stopped caring how what he gets. Then I wake up. The storm of words still pounds through my body. Hatred can become,like, food. It gives you this energy. You can, like, live of it." ~ Angela Chase - MSCL

2004-06-10 09:28:01 ET

Leader of the Band ~ Dan Fogelberg

"An only child
Alone and wild
A cabinet maker's son
His hands were meant
For different work
And his heart was known
To none --
He left his home
And went his lone
And solitary way
And he gave to me
A gift I know I never
can repay

A quiet man of music
Denied a simpler fate
He tried to be a soldier once
But his music wouldn't wait
He earned his love
Through discipline
A thundering, velvet hand
His gentle means of sculpting souls
Took me years to understand.

The leader of the band is tired
And his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs through
My instrument
And his song is in my soul --
My life has been a poor attempt
To imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy
To the leader of the band.

My brothers' lives were
For they heard another call
One went to Chicago
And the other to St. Paul
And I'm in Colorado
When I'm not in some hotel
Living out this life I've chose
And come to know so well.

I thank you for the music
And your stories of the road
I thank you for the freedom
When it came my time to go --
I thank you for the kindness
And the times when you got tough
And, pap, I don't think I
Said 'I love you' near enough --

The leader of the band is tired
And his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs through
My instrument
And his song is in my soul --
My life has been a poor attempt
To imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy
To the leader of the band
I am the living legacy
To the leader of the band"

Break Down Here
2004-06-10 02:42:37 ET

Break Down Here ~ Julie Roberts

"Mile marker 203, the gas guage leanin' on the edge of "E",
An' I'll be dang'd if the rain ain't pourin' down.
There's somethin' smokin' underneath the hood,
It's a-bangin' and a-clangin' an' it can't be good,
An' it's another fifty miles to the nearest town.
Everythin' I own's in the back in a hefty bag;
I'm outta cigarettes an' I'm down to my last drag.

I'd sure hate to break down here,
Nothin' up ahead or in the rear view mirror.
Out in the middle of no-where, no-where.
I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin'.
So, God help me, keep me movin' somehow.
Don't let me start wishin' I was with him now.
I made it this far without cryin' a single tear.
I'd sure hate to break down here..."

2004-06-09 09:34:28 ET

Some poems I've been collecting this week...

The Shiny Little House ~ Nancy M. Hayes

"I wish, how I wish, that I had a little house,
With a mat for the cat and a hole for the mouse,
And a clock going "tock" in the corner of the room
And a kettle, and a cupboard, and a big birch broom.
To school in the morning the children off would run,
And I'd give them a kiss and a penny and a bun.
But directly they had gone from this little house of mine,
I'd clap my hands and snatch a cloth and shine, shine, shine.
I'd shine all the knives, all the windows and the floors,
All the grates, all the plates, all the handles on the doors,
Every fork, every spoon, every lid and every tin,
Till everything was shining like a bright new pin.
At night by the fire, when the children were in bed,
I'd sit and I'd knit, with a cap upon my head,
And the kettles, and the saucepans they would shine,
Shine, shine, In this tweeny little, cozy little, house of mine!"

When the Children Are Asleep ~ From: The Robber Bridegroom

"When the children are asleep we sit and dream,
The things that every other dad and mother dream.
When the children are asleep and lights are low,
If I still love you the way I love you today,
You'll pardon my sayin', I told you so...
When the children are asleep, I'll dream with you
We'll think what fun we have had and be glad
That it's all came true."

Excuse This House ~ Author Unknown

"Some houses try to hide the fact
That children shelter there,
Ours boasts it quite openly,

The signs are everywhere.
For smears are on the windows,
Little smudges are on the doors,
I should apologize, I guess
For toys strew on the floor.

But I sat down with my child
And we played and laughed and read
And if the doorbell doesn't shine,
His eyes will shine instead.

For when at times I'm forced to choose
The one job or the other;
I'd like to cook and clean and scrub,
But first I'll be a mother."

In My Eyes ~ James A. Kisner

"He's rough and lacks in etiquette,
Society would say.
He has no classy attributes,
To help him on his way.

He's not a fancy dresser,
And he's not so trimmed and neat.
With simple clothes and simple shoes,
He wears upon his feet.

He doesn't belong to a club,
Or drive a shiny car.
And when he takes vacations,
He does not go very far.

He doesn't dine on fine cuisine,
To him fast food's a treat.
And he may use a plastic fork,
When it is time to eat.

He has a modest little house,
But has all that he needs.
He keeps his lawn cut nice and short,
He even trims his weeds.

He works long hours at his job,
To make an average pay.
And even if he's sick or tired,
He goes to work each day.

His job is just a factory job,
His pay just makes ends meet.
But a few good friends and family,
Make his life complete.

He's not well versed in poetry,
Theater or the arts.
And wisdom is not something,
That he constantly imparts.

He loves the simple things in life,
For riches doesn't thirst.
He knows what is important,
And his family is put first.

The wealth that God has given him,
To treasure in his life,
A loving son and daughter,
And a very special wife.

He never has much money,
And his life is not a show,
But he is still the richest man,
That I will ever know.

To others he's a simple man,
And fame he's never had,
But he's the greatest man I know,
He also is my dad."

2004-06-08 10:37:39 ET

"If a man love the labour of any trade apart from any question of success or fame, the gods have called him." ~Robert Louis Stevenson

"Whenever it is possible, a boy should choose some occupation which he should do even if he did not need the money." ~William Lyon Phelps

"We must accept finite dissapointment, but never lose infinte hope." ~Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

"Anytime you suffer a setback or disappointment, put your head down and plow ahead." ~ Les Brown

"If we will be quiet and ready enough, we shall find compensation in every disappointment." ~ Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)

"Be calm and strong and patient. Meet failure and disappointment with courage. Rise superior to the trials of life, and never give in to hopelessness or despair. In danger, in adversity, cling to your principles and ideals. Aequanimitas!" ~ Sir William Osler (1849-1919)

gushie, overly dramatic, cliche sentiments that just happen to be true
2004-06-03 10:52:47 ET

"Where is the madness that you promised me Where
is the dream for which I paid dearly?" ~Magnetic Fields

Knock it the heck off already
2004-06-02 09:51:56 ET

There are some people who just don't get a subtle hint. What _does_ it take?

2004-06-01 09:57:55 ET

Entry: 5/29/04. He said it better than I could have.

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