I have a terrible temper.
It consumes me. Whole.
And save for a pathetic few
Turns to ashes
Any and all relationships I've ever had
Personal or otherwise.
I hate this terrible need for control
Over this universe created by chaos.
Where the one thing I can wield and bend at will
Is my anger
My scorn
My disdain
My wrath
My sarcasm
My biting tongue.
But my fiery Arian soul
Rages out of my control.
And I cry.
And regret.
And look to go
Where my fury has not laid all to waste.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Friday, August 10, 2007
On Beginnings and Endings...
Happy birthday, Bloggie!!!
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Just finished talking to my boss. My resignation was on the negotiating table. I'm such a softie. He's asked me to give him six more weeks. Or more. I wavered. On the six weeks. NO to the more.
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Gah! Can't wait to start my life outside of here.
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Just finished talking to my boss. My resignation was on the negotiating table. I'm such a softie. He's asked me to give him six more weeks. Or more. I wavered. On the six weeks. NO to the more.
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Gah! Can't wait to start my life outside of here.
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