I know you guys think I’m nothing but fluff but believe it or not I do have some depth to my character. About two inches deep but depth never the less (I can’t be serious to save my soul!)
My journal entries in AOL consist mostly of light humor since I have enough darkness in my life without preying upon you good people with all my mental trials and tribulations.
AOL is kind of like a toilet for me. It relieves me and it is therapy for me to laugh in the face of life’s disappointments. I know I need better bladder control but that’s what you get when you become my age. A lot of my entries are pissing in the wind.
The way you choose to deal with disappointments determines how well you get along in life. I choose humor and it works for me.
I could sit here and list all of my disappointments and failures but instead I have my bedside journal entitled “Expressions of Neurotic Women”(women because I am plural...I have many different facets to me) that help me cope with these emotions I call life. OOH wouldn’t you like to read some of those entries. I may one day share a few with you but until then it is all locked within my heart.
There is also that ongoing journal that I keep between me and the Good Lord. I make mental entries to him all day long. I know he’s sick of hearing from me but hey God when you really get sick of it you’ll rain down upon me joy joy joy. (HE really is good)
I love myself, who I am and life and have plenty of blessings to be thankful for. I just happen to think I could use a little more of it. I’m greedy!
I truly feel had I not been granted all these trials and tribulations I would be that fluff I spoke of in my first sentence. Believe me I don’t dwell on any of it…well maybe when I go to bed at night I think a little more about it than during the day since I am writing all that craziness in my bedside journal.
Now you can all be thankful for that private journal I keep. Of course you really would never HAVE to deal with me since you could shut off the alerts to my journal when I get too neurotic and then check back every now and then to see if I caught my head yet or if I’ve gone completely off the deep end.
Isn’t that lovely? To be able to just shut someone off completely…no guilt or remorse. They’d never know. Why can’t life be that simple, eh?
You’d better be nice to me…I’m gonna shut yer asses off