I am woman...hear me bitch.

I've been meaning to write down my latest encounter but I haven't had the words to write this little story some justice. Since my grandfather's tragic death, I've tried to keep myself sane by talking to him occasionally. Instead of wishing that I could tell him something, well I just say it, as if he were there. I find that it helps me with the grieving process. Or maybe I'm just crazy. I know I would go crazy if I thought that I couldn't talk to him in some way. I know he listens. And lets just say, he lets me know he's there sometimes.

Anyway, the other night it was really late. I got up to go tinkle, and something caught my attention from the corner of my eye. For a split second I swear on everything holy that Bob was standing there. I froze and stood there, and well had to pee. It was definitely one of those weird moments where you are like what in the hell is going on.

He was wearing his usual get up. Blue jeans and a blue t-shirt and suspenders. It was like he was there, and then just as quickly as I spotted him he was gone. This is my first encounter with a ghost or spirit as I like to call them. I think that if I had seen anyone else, I would have definitely soiled my cute little panties and crawled in bed with my mother. I'm very thankful for my little visit. Makes me feel special in a way. Now I'm debating on whether I should tell my grandmother about my visit from Bob. I'm not sure how she'll take it.

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I was reminded why I hate I-35. Cause people just can't drive worth shit. I swear they break just to piss me off.

I just had to get that out.

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I whore (here I go contradicting myself) myself out on a lot of message boards. And well I see a lot of crap that gets said, and sometimes not said. (Guidelines suck...just so you know. I don't care who the fuck you are.) I think the thing that bugs me the most, is a woman calling another woman a ho/whore/slut. This is such a degrading word that has been used against women for years, and to see another woman use it in a rude and hateful manner just disgusts me. Maybe it's just the feminist in me. But why would women, who are victims of discrimination daily, resort to calling someone a petty and childish name that has been used to degrade us in the past? I guess I'll never understand the way the mind thinks sometimes. Some people just can't be tasteful with their comments. Oh well...not my guidelines. (Wow what tasteful ones at that.)

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So being off tomorrow is love.