So it's Sunday and I have the day off. Jaden and I are over at my ex-husbands house doing laundry
since he is out of town on vacation.
I am also taking advantage of his cable TV. Oh, cable TV....how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I'm hoping to continue improving this new website, and I'd like to try and be good about keeping a
little journal like this too. I know it's not nearly as interesting and creative as my old Boobular site,
but perhaps I'll be inspired to do more of that too. We'll see...

My life has been seriously lacking in the creative department and it's really starting to wear on me.
It's just hard to feel creative when the rest of my life is such a drag these days. I wish more than
anything that I could get the hell out of Minnesota, but I just could never leave Jaden. At least not
until here's a little older. Minnesota sucks fucking serious assholes though. I'm "over it". I can't
believe that I have actually been here 10 years now! Of course if I hadn't of gotten knocked up I
would have left ages ago. Well, that's not entirely true. I wanted to leave when I was pregnant,
and then when Jaden was little, but Bill's job kept us here. Now here I am, divorced, broke, with a
job I hate, living somewhere I hate, miserable. Bill's got a great house, and a girlfriend, and
he's off vacationing in Paris. Lucky bastard! Why do I always end up with the short end of the
stick?! Maybe I need to quit being so fucking nice and start being a fucking bitch. Hmmm....

Next weekend I'm finally going to get my knuckles tattooed though! I am beyond excited!!!
Since I'm really sketchy about having my hands tattooed for jobs and such, Doug is going to
tattoo me with invisible blacklight reactive ink. If it turns out well, it'll be seriously badass! The most
you'll be able to see are some faint scars to the naked eye, but under black light it glows bright
purple! While they're healing they'll look REALLY strange though. As if I'd cut myself up with a
razor blade or something. But what I'm getting on them is L-U-S-H L-I-F-E. It's the title of my
favorite all time song. John Coltrane does the best version of it. Here are the lyrics....

Lush Life

I used to visit all the very gay places
Those come-what-may places
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life --
To get the feel of life
From jazz and cocktails.
The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
With distant gay traces
That used to be there -- You could see where they'd been washed away
By too many through the day
Twelve o'clock tales
Then you came along with your siren song
To tempt me to madness...
I thought for a while that your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness...
Of a great love for me.
Ah yes, I was wrong.
Again, I was wrong.
Life is lonely again,
And only last year, everything seemed so sure.
Now life is awful again,
A trough full of hearts could only be a bore.
A week in Paris would ease the bite of it
All I care is to smile in spite of it
I'll forget you, I will
While yet you are still
Burning inside my brain
Romance is mush
Stifling those who strive
I'll live a lush life in some small dive
And there I'll be, while I rot with the rest
Of those whose lives are lonely too.



Depressing, isn't it? But it's how I feel most of the time. I just love that song soooo much.

Anyways, I hope ya'll enjoy the site. Please check back often as I'll be adding new stuff all the time.

Love and kisses,

Thami







You can email me at luckypickle666@yahoo.com