About me. Sort of. Part II.

Yeah, well.  Like, BOO... an' junk.

What?

DNA RESULTS! OMG!! THE SHOCKING TRUTH!!

So I did one of those DNA test things where you find out what the hell you are exactly.  And, as suspected: 70% Great Britain, 17% Ireland, 4% Italy/Greece, 3% Europe East, 2% Iberian Peninsula.

I won't go into the 'trace' nationalities because the margin of error can mean it may or may not apply.

One thing is for CERTAIN though---I'm probably the whitest chick you know!  lmao! So in honor of that, I give you this! ;p

The Crap I Spew

Oh, but you've no idea how many times since I created my first blog that I wanted SOOOOO much to use that title.  And trust me, this is something I've wanted to do since my Myspace days, which began over 10 years ago.  Ha!  But I do still have my sense of humor, even if only the few actually get it.

I'm good with that.

So what about this "Crap I Spew"?  Well, I may very well start yet a new blog and title it just that.  Maybe I just need something that allows me to... wait, okay.  This all sounds very familiar, doesn't it?  Like I need yet another blog.  I mean, isn't FOUR enough? lol  I like keeping things orderly, and maybe that's why I've been comfortable separating the 'goings-on' into categories, split into separate blogs for separate 'blah-blah-blah-ings.' But who the hell cares, right?  Read them.  Don't read them.  I wouldn't know, would I?  I mean, either way, unless someone emails me, calls, texts, or whatever... how the hell would I know?

Okay, so I can feel it in my bones, the crazy side of me needing to be set free so she can run amok, nekkid, in the abyss known as the internet.

The Crap I Spew... coming soon to my blogger account.  HOT-DAMN but I'm going to make it a 'thing' after all these years....

...a girl needs goals.

Because the Discussion Changes

It's not in one place.  If you're new here, this is what you need to know about my blogs.  The problem with putting all thoughts into one place is that looking for relevant information becomes a treasure hunt of sorts where you only find the dragon in the end, rather than the gold. Okay, so I'm not saying what I have to say from one day or one moment to the next is 'gold,' but my sense of humor is working overtime today... just bear with me on that, okay? ;)

This Free Spirit is one such place, the newest in the corridors here.  It's kind of my safe place, in a way, though visiting the ghosts of the past is often the case.  "Abuse Bonds Broken" is, for me, a way to help myself, and to help others, who've dealt with malignant narcissists.  It's really not always about the worst of the situation, nor is it always just about purging the demons.  My goal there is to help, but to also bring healing for myself in the process.  And process, I do.. more times than not, this is exactly what I'm doing there.

The stories and such aren't often pretty.  But life with a narcissist and emotional abuser rarely is, right?  In essence--you're not going to find unicorns there.

Where Fireflies Dream is a place where the sun is SUPPOSED to shine a little brighter, where life is a little lighter, fuller....  But let's face it; as life smacks me up-side the head on occasion, the lines between the great and not-so-great begin to blur.  In essence--you won't often find unicorns here either.  But I'm trying...

All Things Ephemeral .... because the discussion changes.  This was the original blog, the one where most of the laughter, contemplation, silliness, passion, and tears were cast upon the pages.  It was overwhelming at first, really, because there were NO lines drawn between anything; it began as a place to purge anything and everything.  This also used to result in many posts being deleted.  Yes, I still do that on occasion, delete posts, but very rarely now.

Boo's Juicy Bits  Well, now THIS one has gone absolutely rogue, I have to admit.  It began when I started juicing, then evolved as I embarked on a healthier diet, then went completely rogue because of the health issues that have come on board.  This blog... let's just say ANYTHING could end up here.

Why?  Because the discussion changes!  And because we live in a world that has become increasingly indifferent, where people can't 'concern' themselves with the emotions, experiences, etc. of another human being.  This is not accusatory, by the way.  It's simply a sad fact.

While not everyone is safely wading in that comfortable pool of ones own life, some are simply unable to step out... be vulnerable.  No matter.  These blogs... are just me stepping out of that comfortable place.

Lexy Panterra representing... yeah, white girls CAN twerk! ;p

Taking a break from the usual here... Let's talk about something fun!

So, I get SOOOO many videos posted by friends on FB, and there's a few comments now and then about white girls not being able to twerk.  So what I've been doing lately is replying to those posts with this... Sorry, but no one can do it like Lexy Panterra! Impressive!  (yeah, you guys are going to like this).