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      February 2018
      M T W T F S S
      « Jan    

    The stars

    I wish you could see the stars tonight
    See then the way my eyes register them
    The same pin pricks of light you look at when you cast your eyes up
    Yet how they appear to me
    The nearness
    The curvature
    The quantity
    The quality
    I wish you could see the stars tonight
    See them through my eyes

    Dunno ’bout you but….

    I’m in some serious need of a good cock…

    Granted spelling is a little different and the size of just a touch too big haha

    Stopped at a specialty brew shop in Poitiers, Le Houblon… 

    Very cute shop and a gentleman with fantastic knowledge of the product… 

    Good sense of humor too and that’s important since I’m such a chatty Cathy of wit and snark

    So many choices, even the more unusual ones like the Black Perle… Coffee flavored!!

    Didn’t buy it but did pick up the stronger version hehe

    Also a blueberry version!

    Will post pictures later and give a review or few

    news of the month: march 21 2016

    the other night i was out and for some reason this young french guy wanted to flirt with me while i was sitting outside, in the bar’s patio area, drinking my beer…

    see i like being alone, i have a book and everything…
    happy alone time…

    but no, lil baby frenchy butt just had to come over and think he was hot shit and wanted to lean over me and flirt…

    ok i can flirt back…

    but i must have failed or something cause he got offended that i said he had a beautiful mouth for giving blow jobs

    true story… i couldn’t make this shit up even if i tried

    holy fucknugget of doom batman! there is #wine and #venting

    long ass fucking day and it started yesterday and no serious sleep

    ok what the actual fuck is this music….

    *runs off*

    right back to ane brun and all the fun mix that comes after


    where the hell was i

    oh yes….


    i am all out of rum but i have wine

    when in france do as the french

    and by that i do not mean to be male and think you have the fucking right to blackmail me into having sex with you

    twattwaffle cuntnugget!

    but i digress

    there is wine

    and so there shall be pictures of said wine

    and maybe boobs

    i dont know yet

    i’m typing on the fly and harassing friends on facebook to kidnap me and save me from the normal fucknuggets of doooooom


    though it could be worse, i could be jak and working the gas pumps and trying NOT to let anyone kill themselves

    long story and the guy best come out with a comic book because you just cant make up the shit he deals with

    i know, i have seen stuff that would turn your hair white if you had a clue

    sadly many have no such clue

    ok seriously ads on youtube SHUT DA FUCK UP!

    ooo… nice

    thank you

    yes yes i am typing without thinking

    this is pure shlock and fuck YES i could rant like this in person


    not in french

    need more verbs and other such bits of (no french people i dont mean dicks) of other sorts of words to keep my venting spewing forth in some semblance of coherent thought

    where was i

    oh yes


    no not you

    it, them, her… of fuck yes HER!!!

    fuck you evil almost 20 year old female of “WILL NOT SHUT THE FUCK UP” personality

    but noooo NOOOOOOoooooOOOOO god (of what ever sort you like or dont believe in) forbid i vent and tell her to her face how much she drives me fucking mental

    see… an hour.. ok..

    a couple of hours… i can breathe

    couple of hours, she sleeps, spends allllll fucking day listening to the “DOESN’T UNDERSTAND HOW TO SHUT UP” person who will be staying with me… thanks to the invite and good semaritanship of my 18yr old… all …fucking…month

    and october starts tomorrow

    well in about 30 min really

    so 31 FUCKING DAYS

    including my birthday

    plus today and part of yesterday

    i gave the Buddhists a 10er today

    how rare is it for me to see them in town


    3 is the magic number right?

    seems they are in town from a big monastery in southern india

    they invited me to visit them while they are in town

    i might

    i might just fucking need it


    screw you baby minded innocent soul sucking prat!

    i’m a god damn pirate wench!

    *drinks wine*

    … *licks lips*

    mmmmmm MMMM mmmm it’s nice!!

    so yeah…

    last year was a bitch

    and what happened?

    i found a ton of 4 or more leafed clovers

    not a one this year

    but last year the clovers gave me hope

    stupid you may say

    well if you do

    FUCK OFF :p

    so.. today

    out of the blue i see red!

    ok orange but still

    close enough for a cigar

    i run off and bow to them

    i was so excited!!

    then i get back to my car and sudden urge to give them a gift!

    ran after them and had a small chat and gave them money

    cause it really is kind of hard to fake looking like a Buddhist monk

    and a group of 3?

    i could have hugged them all

    i had not been so happy in such a long time

    it was mental!

    like suddenly all the shit i was coping with was gone just seeeeeeeing them

    i could have sucked all their cocks and made both of our day

    ok granted i have yet to do anything like that and well

    would be a great tale to tell the grandkids… ya know when of legal age and my lost faculty

    ah well

    cant all be monk suckers

    *giggling madly… losing angry vent of rage’y’doom*

    ok so yeah

    back to the happy sunshine rays of monk happiness

    and not happy ending’ness mind you

    so yeah

    oh do shut up! i have not gone mental or even drank half the bottle yet!!

    so the monks where there

    i was there

    we talked

    i kept my calm

    went back to the madness that is “dear miss please SHUT YOUR FUCKING TRAP”

    i have my wine

    she has her whine

    i like mine better




    so i just want a moment of piece

    some calm

    but no

    no no…ohhhhh fucking NO

    i get the joy of driving her home before i can get to the “big” town and chill with my book and a beer

    my time

    just me

    no “screw you go take your meds you will not fucking blackmail me into sex you wanna be big fish in a small pond! i am not your lil slut meal of a small fish! I AM THE FUCKING WATER YOU SWIM IN! I AM THE WATER SPRITE THAT WILL STEAL THE AIR FROM YOUR LUNGS AND DROWN YOUR SCRAWNY ASS”


    my time



    i get the joy of picking her up and bringing her home while 18yr old son comes home alone on his scooter

    too far, too dark, too damn cold for her



    but no!!!!

    cunt nugget of doom has to talk

    and talk

    and OH..MY….GAWDDDDD… she has to talk

    doesnt matter what

    can be about how she has a bugger up her nose and ends up pulling out her brain

    no no still a bugger… am sure there is no brain lodged up in there

    but i have to be polite

    i have to be calm

    all i wanna do is sing and drive in the darkness and enjoy something called ..”silence”

    but no… just no

    and i just told part of that to my 18yr old who came in to get a battery for his remote

    he was almost dying with laughter and i’m crying from the humor and truth and frustration haha

    told him i want to be nominated as a saint

    she is staying all….fucking… month


    cause she drives everyone fucking mental!!

    her mom kicked her out

    cause the two of them are like fire and gasoline

    you just cant tell which will make the other worse

    we took her shopping for food today.. she has a minimal allowance

    i was so proud of my 18yr old

    he showed her how to shop, what to buy, why, how to save

    i realized that for all the bull shit he and i deal with when it comes to each other

    i didnt fail as a parent

    my boy CAN live on his own… mostly.. still that thing about waking up on time for work

    but he CAN do it!

    he KNOWS how!!!

    i didn’t fail!

    her mom failed


    but ya know…with nicer words

    and then!!

    AND FUCKING THEN!!!!! i had to nicely and calmly say that …yes yes i understand what i am saying hurts but it hurts more because you are having to learn this as an adult and should have been taught this as a kid… so yes i understand your pain and i am honestly not TRYING to cause you pain

    ohzzzzzz a fucking GAWD!!!! i am not paid enough for this shit!!!!


    so yeah

    seeing the monks

    was like a sign from the universe…

    hey lady! we haven’t forgotten you, hang in there and dont die or kill her… no no smacking her around is also not a choice

    le sigh



    i am locked in my room

    1 min to midnight

    wine is now lower than before

    i have vented

    i dont give a shit what i have said

    besides the fact that i want to be nominated as a saint!

    someone said i should be named the patron saint of boobies!


    make it so #1 !!

    where was i?

    *drinks wine*

    mmmmm MMMMMmmmmmm tasty!

    hahahahh *giggle snort*

    just raised my glass to google (my cat for you ignorant class A cunts not in the know) and said “santé”

    i take a sip as he winks and licks one side of his muzzle

    thus the giggle snort

    and he goes back to licking his balls

    typical male 😀

    well either his balls or his ass but i just aint that interested in the knowing

    wrong species of sexiness haha

    so yes!

    face(cuntiness of doom)book

    i posted this earlier

    read it.. boggle your mind.. if you havent already

    currently blogging my vent so i can point people to YOU GET YOUR LAZY ASS THERE AND READ MY RANDOM SHIT SPEWING FROM THE PIE HOLE THAT IS MY MOUTH… sort of thing

    no wait that was a private pm that i wanted to say to anyone who wondered why i was ranting on twitter

    havent made it that far as i am still writing this dribble

    *runs back to face(cunt of the month that needs a douching)book to find the proper quote”

    got distracted by an empty post… had to fill it

    oh the humanity!
    next blog will have lots of “fuck, fuck you, fuck this, FUCK OFF” but no actual fucks given and yes this wine is FUCKING tasty.. thanks for asking

    don’t let me near the keys when venting… with or without wine

    *runs off AGAIN to find that infernal quote”

    is it this one?

    who is going to nominate me for saint hood?
    i am not even fucking joking

    no not that one…

    ok maybe it is that one cause other wise it is the mock scare of facebook stealing panties

    desperately wish it was true! hehehehe

    i know there was an “uh oh” involved

    someone said my boobs should be made into copies for people to worship and oil in their own shrine… though i still want my boobs oiled cause… i am an attention whore! on occasion and only with the right people hahah

    there was this

    could have paid about 9€ for a beer in town (counting tip, conversation, alone time to nurse the beer and parking fee but not counting gas to and from bar)…. instead home with my own fucking bottle of wine for less than 7.50€ … you lot is my company, am hiding in my room, will vent and be snarky on twitter, aint gonna smack her, aint gonna bitch…. just gonna be zen like… allllll fucking month

    ok seriously WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

    guy i know sends me this and the comments are as follows

    him: don’t get mad

    me: fuck you…

    ok go ahead i’m listening

    wont be mad now hahah

    seriously? who the fuck has the balls to send me a “don’t get mad message”

    i had a though

    i think i lost it

    must reread to find out where i put it

    and now I have reread it all

    ya know what

    this random rant shit is way better than what I wanted to quote in the first place! HA!!

    so last quote on the wine

    so…. i am drinking holy water
    must be true since jesus supposedly turned water into wine
    or maybe i am drinking the good stuff from bacchus’ bits

    either way it is wine time

    it is a sauturnes from 2013
    chateau roumieu la légende

    nice golden dessert wine
    sweet but smooth, slight heat, thicker than some of the other lesser but tasty dessert wines… i wouldnt exactly say fruity but for sure not woody

    i could make a killer white sangria with this but very nice all on its own and by far the best 7.50€ i have spent all month (750ml)

    oh and seriously… look at dat ass! i love my lil tree


    ok now i am bitchy in a fun sarcastic way and horny

    but toooooo fucking sober for this shit

    no boobs for you!

    too many cheap’o’s, have to limit how much you get to see of me ya bastards :p

    i blame that on the wine

    true or not

    wine is my escape goat

    and now to use the we vibe 4 plus that was give as an early birthday gift by someone not so el cheap’o

    all gifts welcome

    occasional videos of said gifts provided

    i say occasional because few give me gifts

    note to self: publish those damn entries you wrote for the book the wonderful cara sutra gave you over a fucking year ago!

    and write comments on the book and game you won from molly’s daily kiss meme competition for sinful sunday

    holy shit i have slacked of sooooo badly

    dear universe i have earned my karma points

    i’d like to cash in on the good stuff not the reject crap at the fair grounds stalls

    E.B. Starpointer

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