My baby's got a secret

I read with great interest and a morbid facination post secret's blog (http://postsecret.blogspot.com/).

Not only is it wonderful eye candy for those altered artists, yet so human real which has become a rarity.

Got home yesterday am, worked on some ATC's, "smoked"-and listened to Christian Radio. Something about Christian music while stoned, and the way they use styles of punk, techno, rap, hip-hop to get the Lord's viewpoint across, is quite entertaining. Actually.

Although I slept most of the day. Didnt' get much accomplished. There is always tomarrow.

Decided with the whole labor day fiasco, to lay low for awhile. Disappear, hang out with trusted players of the cast, breathe. Yeah that would be a good idea....

Sister-in-law update

According to my sister, Bridget was LIVID this weekend. On a scale of 1-10, she is at 11 of being pissed off. Yippie. Sis asked if I was going to go to Porkchop's birthday party in Oct. IF I get an invite, I'll go. No invite, no go. The usps can play santa. Same way with Bridget's sister's wedding. Invite-I'll go. No invite, no GO. That simple. I'm not one to invite myself to a place where obviously I am not wanted....

....brings back the memory of a drag show, where it was OBVIOUSE the welcome mat wasn't laid out....

On this rugged road, I try to keep the peace. Sometimes its not easy, and other times its not worth it.

I light a candle in her honor. Let the flame go...

Just let it go, and break away.....