Undone

Spammers should BUGGAR OFF. Jerk. One person, and it has to be a spam farmer, has swamped my account with spam comments. Over 100 now. it’s too much. REALLY TOO MUCH. They are commenting on ONE entry (I won’t say which) and so I’ve changed the name of it, in hopes that it will stop them from what they’re doing.

Let’s hope. Maybe they’ll give up. GOD I HOPE THEY GIVE UP. My email shouldn’t be swimming in spam every day. I mean suuuuuuuuuure — it goes to my SPAM email  but– it’s still frustrating.

Maybe Someday it’ll stop.

Derringer Meryl [more important things to do?] Out

Will you think of me,
in time?
It’s never my luck,
So never mind.
I wanna say your name,
But the pain starts
again,
It’s never my luck,
So never mind.

Chorus:
I had a dream that you were with me ,
it wasn’t my fault,
you rolled me over,
flipped me over,
like a somersault.
that doesn’t happen to me
I’ve never been here before
I saw forever in my never,
And i stood outside her
Heaven
I stood outside her heaven
Let me in your heaven
I wanna live inside your heaven

The song is beautiful on so many levels. I find that the part that I find myself relating to again and again… is “i can try to be with you , but somehow I’ll end up just losing a friend/i can only reach for you / relate to you/I’m losing my friend…” Sometimes when you love someone (no matter what type of love it maybe) you want to reach for them, to draw them close, to make up for stupid mistakes, to have what you once had… and every time you try to pull them close they struggle further away. The lyric echos deep inside of my heart, an empty place that no one can ever fill.

As you can see I have updated my blog layout. I can’t seem to get away from twilight, so you probably shouldn’t count on it happening any time soon. If you haven’t listened to much Blue October, I highly encourage it. The singer, Justin Furstenfeld has bipolar disorder… i find his lyrics beautiful and remarkable. His singing is passionate and amazing. The honesty of his lyrics seem to strip any pretense one might have about depression, heartache, and love. I could listen to his music all day. It seems to calm me. The truth that sets you free.

Things have been progressing with Ms. Gigi well, she is chubbing up well, and Katie is doing her best to cope with being a sister. It’s tough not having all of mom and dad’s attention, but I think she still gets her fair amount. I am not thrilled at the idea of returning to work, but it’s work, so why would it be thrilling? 😉 Life is good.

Derringer Meryl [off to feed a baby] Out

That my transfers have slowed… A LOT.
That’s because it was about this period of time I changed from Single Entry to Weblog style. So it’s FRUSTRATING to get them moved over. Hopefully I can find some way to speed up the process… then the grand unveiling can begin!

Scott was frustrated by the interface on diaryland, so he surprised me by setting up this! animegrrl.com. HUZZAH!

I will slowly (and painfully) migrate over the old 1000+ entries to here, from diaryland. Good bye diaryland, you were once good to me… you sick sick jerks. Why did you have to make it so hard!! But I appreciate your difficulty and making me learn the fine art of self flagellation.  Thank you thank you thank you.

Scott informs me that in order to transfer all my posts out via script it requires a Gold membership. AHAHA. They want you to pay to leave them in a quick and orderly fashion. JERKS.

Seriously though. Diaryland was good to me for a few years. I appreciate their down server time, and their free service, and letting me get out all my teenage angst and drama all over their precious precious server space. I <3 Diaryland, those abusive abusive friends of mine.

So this is my new “pad” awesome.

Derringer Meryl [love, actually] out

If you want my opinion, everyone is just itching for a fight. For various reasons. I don’t know why… but my two siblings (the ones besides me and Dax that get along the best) have decided to take rather odd pot shots at each other in their blog. I don’t know why, but being me, I simply must blame it on myself. Just because I insanely love being the center of attention.

I don’t really know why any of this is happening. All I know is that It’s no good if you’re all gonna be grouchy poo heads.

You hate your job. You aren’t getting along with your spouse. WAHOO! Good Grief, join everyone else. I have a stark realization of how much life sucks, such a grasp you will never know. Everyone has stuff that sucks. Angel Ended, it’s sad. It is one of the last shows on TV that’s good. You wanna know what you should do with your spare hour you now have? Do something special with your spouse. Call someone you’ve been thinking about lately. Find ONE good thing that happened today.

I know your blog is for you. You whine all you want. Lord knows I whine my fair share. I know my blog is annoyingly cute and smooshy and what not. I’m not here to be down on anyone. But if destroying your siblings is the most constructive thing you can do with your time, you have a seriously sad life.

Heh. That’s sorta… hypocritical. Whatever.

Derringer Meryl [Yeah, i’m talking to you] Out