It's Take your
BEASTLY Child to work day here at 111 Wall Street.... apparently no medications have been administered.. I thought maybe one might act as though they were in church.. sitting nicely, legs and arms folded, no drooling or games of hide and seek permitted.. a nice day spent watching what mummy and daddy do so they can buy you trucks and Barbie dolls and pricey sneakers all year long..... Instead we are having sprinting races.. war games, and the occasional request to shred the pile of documents on my credenza. I'm outta here for lunch!

Misconstrued, Misinformed = A monumental Miscalculation:

Exposure brings the hard reality that it really hurts to let yourself feel...

I just don't want to let another missed opportunity get away.

It's over now... it was fast and furious. The lights were brighter and there was hope in my voice. I was hopeful. I was misinformed, I interrepated things far differently than they really were. I lost my ability to remain objectionable. I lost my ability to stay in control.

It's my drinking that pushed me over the edge. I might have been able to remain in control but there was too much alchol in my system, that coupled w/ my nerves and emotions and I lost it. I pushed him right away, just like I had subconsciously planned to do all along.

When ever will I learn?

Distorted Interpretations
Its rather interesting to me how someone can say or do something and it can be either intreprated or take completely out of context or metephophized to mean something completly other than what the person meant it to mean..

It could be that someone people hear only what they want to hear and dont pay attention to the other signals...
Or is it that there are those signals or words that are spoken and the person speaking them doesn't realize what they are actually saying?

No one owes me a committment.. but they do owe me the respect to not flaunt their dealings w/others in front of me...