Late Night Crying @ MindSay


 

   
My love of loves, my heart of hearts...
I'm sure I've mentioned her before, but I'll say it again because I love saying it: I have the greatest girlfriend in the world. She's cute, fun, cuddly, and has the ability to keep my massive ego in check. And she moved to Iowa three months ago.

Since then she's had a few nervous breakdowns, mostly due to missing being back here with me and all of her friends, and partially because she's having a hard time dealing with her ill-tempered stepfather without having us around to vent to.

Well, last night she had another one, and it was a fairly bad one... she was crying and screaming and convulsing (not like a seizure, but like when you're crying really hard), and I just sat here watching from 2000 miles away, wishing to whatever higher power might reside in this universe to let me be there so I could make her feel better.

I have to say, kids, last night brought me that one step further toward the athiest corner, because watching that innocent, wonderful girl be tortured by love was the most painful thing I've ever been through, and to say that there is a loving god in this universe after that is downright unacceptable.

I know it's not going to get any better. She's stuck there for the next 6 years (she's already accepted at a college there that she's getting free tuition at), and I'm here until the end of next year, next summer at the earliest. It's going to be hard.

Nothing worthwhile is easy though.

I chant that mantra in my head every time I see her break down, and I try to be strong, knowing that, for her sake, I cannot break. I cannot yield or cower in the face of it all.

One upside though, if it can be called that in light of what it took to get to it, was that we got to talking more about our pasts, and learning things about each other that we'd still been keeping walled up. At this point, I feel a little bad again though, because I think I've heard just about everything that's happened in her life, and I'm still keeping secrets like a squirrel hoarding acorns...

~Mr. Mobius
 
 
   
 

Must I remind you to throw it?!

Last night took a turn for the best.  Gabe, aka "Prince" must have forgotten to pick me up for the benefit dinner. So I'm, all dressed up with nowhere to go, right? Wrong!  My "model chick" friend Angela called me and asked if I wanted to go to Rosie's for dollar night.  I said what the hay, cheap liquor never hurt nobody.  I challenged myself to moderation and brought only $5.00.

 

Boy, did the underestimation of my hotness ever catch me off guard.  :D Yes I am conceited, but let me explain (not that it will help ;) ) LOL We both buy a round of drinks, and I was left with $3.00.  Cool, right?  That was until a few undercover cop-lookin so & so's decided they would impose and be our dates for the night buy having the waitress take our orders for another drink on them.  I flashed the ring, per usual, and one of the guys walk over and flashes his.  We did the obligatory intro and spent most of the night talking candidly about our marriages (meanwhile, the dranks kept comin...fer FREE!).  He explained to me that "I really don't drink,  *gulps shot of Jagermeister* but my girlfriend really pissed me off."  Heh?  "You mean your wife?"- I corrected him.  "Naw....sssssisssstaaaah. *shot #2*  My girlfriend!" *shot #3 & #4*  

 

I felt this was a good time to get inside the mind of a cheater, but I refrained.  He continues on without my asking about how his wife is so perfect, and so is is grifriend, except for the fact that she broke it off with him earlier that day. :| I told him the best thing for himt o do was to let her go and refocus all of that love onto his wife.  he asked me if my last name was Phil.  I said no, of course.  He quips, " 'cause you souuu'd like Dr. Phil! *shot #5* Hahahahahaha."  I decided to join the joke instead of informing him that Dr. Phil had a last name.

 

I mingled, sat down, mingled and sat down, occasionally checkin on him as my way of thanking him for all the free liquor. Close to the end of the night it looked like he was crying. (Does anyone watch "I Love New York" ?  If not, immediately go to Vh1.com and look for a clip with a guy named "Romance" in it.  THAT sumbitch is hysterical!) I'll wait.  No really.  Ok.  Now you get me.

 

Anywho, he thanked me for letting him "unload on you", to which I replied, "That shit didn't sound right, son." He laughed and wipe his little pink nose and ordered another round and motioned me to drink.  I declined.

 

I eventually ran into my DJ friend and another rapper dude and it looks like I'll be in the studio fa sho on Sunday.  We took lots of obnoxiously staged pictures (will post as soon as I get 'um), and everyone got home in one piece. 

 

Tar tar!!

 

 

 
 
 

   
Tears for 9/11

Yesturday was a very somber day for all of us. Here in Michigan it was overcast and rainy and that just made things a little more... you know.

I hadn't expected to get emotional about the fifth aniversary, but I did. I am a some-what emotional person but try to keep my emotions at bay. I almost made it through that day without crying. I was up late watching The Late Late show with Craig Ferguson. It was one of his very serious shows in honor of that days events. In stead of telling jokes all through his monolouge he told stories of how 9/11 effected him personally, and it put a knot in my stomach. His second guest was a retired New York Fire Fighter who help in the recovery for almost a year. The fire fighter lost his brother in the Twin Towers.

I cryed during their conversations. I could not begin to  phathom what it would be like to have lost someone on that day. I remember my entire family was waiting to here from my Aunt Mary and Uncle Bob who live in Albany, New York (about forty minutes away). Bob works in the  city. It didn't take us long to here from them that my unlce had the day off and we were a little relieved but not too much because we knew that day was going down in the history books.

After the show was over I had to call Coral. I didn't know Coral five years ago but she is a big part of my life now and I had to tell her I love her. I woke her up and said it. Being that it was like one thrity in the morning I said I was sorry and good night. I know Coral has no idea that I had been crying seconds before I called her and it was the memory on 9/11 that made me call to Say I love her, But it's not important what was is that I said it. 

I went to bed still choked up. It's kind of funny that with all the news coverage of yesturday and the presidents address (which seemed to much like a campaigne speech) I didn't get emotional until a late night talk show's trubute.

Again a giant huge and thank you to  those men and women.

 

Thanks for Reading,

Mark M.

 

P.S. Ferguson should have got an Emmy instead of freakin' Barry Manilow. 

 
 
   
 

It's been a long night

I'm just about out of my head right now...I thought my day was bad untill now.
I absolutely don't know what to do, I got a phone call from Alla's brothers: Adam and Ben
at first I thought they might be joking...they are never serious with me, but then Adam started crying.
They live up a bit past ElK River and at night it gets really, really dark up there. Alla doesn't like driving at night anyway, I can't imagine why she was out. The paramedics told Ben that she had called for an ambulance from her cellphone but she was barely awake enough to tell them where she was, she just said gps. so thats how they found her. I guess on her way home from where ever the hell she had been she swerved on the road, whether from being tired or maybe to miss a deer? but she ended up flipping her car down a steep embankment the medic told ben and adam that it must have rolled at least 3 times? Sadly that happens all the time out there so I can't really get any news pictures to show you guys, like from their town website. Sorry I'm rambling. Anyway she's at Mercy Hospital right now, I'm babysitting and I can't get a hold of my brother and I can't drag my nephew out of bed right now and go. She hasn't batted an eyelash since they got her in there.
   Adam called their parents right after he got all the information. I believe they are booking a red eye from where ever they are right now. Their buisness requires that they travel a lot out of the country. I'm still just in shock that she hasn't woken up yet...I have no idea what kind of state shes in, Adam said that from what he knows she broke a few ribs, cracked her sternum, and dislocated her shoulder. She banged her head pretty good too and has some minor scratches from broken glass. That's all I know for the time being, other than she isn't awake and the doctors won't let anyone in to see her. Trust me...if I was there...they'd need to keep surveilance on me because there is no way in hell they could keep me out.
   It seems like everytime I stop crying a few moments later I start again, Ben said the car looked like it had gone through a trash compactor...all the windows where busted out, doors missing, it's just so hard to imagine. I'm going to go watch a movie and hope Adam or Ben or anyone for that fact calls cause I could use some one to talk to right now, cause being alone and really upsett is bad, maybe I'll just call Kayla or maybe not, she's got her own shit to deal with, whatever, movie it is.

 
 
 

   
beautiful uncertainty "the great nugget experience"

i work all day stay up all night

just to make you feel alright

but all you do is complain about your politics baby

what can i do to please you?

 

i try to keep you satisfied

i need something to get me through the night

but all i want is some of your affection baby

what can i do to please you?

 

i work so hard every night and every day

just to make sure that you always get your way

why can't you see that i'm down on my knees

i'm crying out to you, i'm begging you please

 

i give you my heart and you give me your america baby

what can i do to please you?

what are the stars without the sky

i am yours and i wish you were mine

all i want is some of your affection baby

what can i do to please you?

 

 

www.myspace.com/beautifuluncertainty

 
 
   
 

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