Below are the 9 most recent journal entries recorded in islycd's LiveJournal:

Sunday, July 27th, 2008
12:25 am	Misery ( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. ) Current Mood: crushed (Comment on this)
Saturday, June 14th, 2008
1:22 pm	Fuck life. There is a reason the word fallacy exists - to better define "love" Current Mood: depressed (Comment on this)
Friday, June 22nd, 2007
12:10 pm	Needs to have a love affair! Interesting, misery is. - To not want to be seen, touched, spoken to- but at the same time yearns for something more... Interesting, life is. I'm a big fat stalker, oh by the way. But these are the things that comfort me... Work is boring. I get paid to play solitaire for 5 hours...I hate it, but at the same time can't complain too much, as I am merely sitting on my ass doing nothing, sweet nothing... Current Mood: depressed (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 20th, 2007
11:15 pm	The Fuck List Fuck: 1. Stupid People 2. Life 3. "Friends" 4. "Fair-weather friends"....aren't they all??? 5. Life 6. Liars 7. Prostitutes 8. The homeless 9. Happy People 10. Stupid bitch-ass sisters who think they own the damn world 11. Manipulative people 12. Marriage 13. Retarded people 14. Ugly people 15. Rude people 16. Smelly people 17. PEOPLE 18. Landlords 19. Outrageous real-estate markets 20. Love... 21. Vaccinations that hurt like hell 22. Giving blood 23. Okra 24. Nasty Chinese Buffets 25. Know-It-Alls 26. Sluts, whores, and the lot 27. Working 28. Snow 29. Bad Drivers 30. People who have too much time for THEMSELVES! 31. Overrage charges 32. DirecTV 33. The Butterfly Effect 34. Society 35. The next presidential election 36. Arabs 37. ...also known more appropriately as Sand Niggers 38. Fuck 39. Babies 40. People 41. Cat Claws 42. The world 43. Dykes 44. Fudge Packers 45. Mexicans, you know, the dirty lazy ass mexicans that gave them all a bad name 46. Lax punishment 47. Lazy people 48...did I mention people? 49. Melissa Lopez (she really should have been No. 1) 50. Official "Shit Lists" 51. Terrorists 52. Little assholes that open fire because they were "mistreated...etc. etc w/ the sob story...) 53. Murderers 54. Rapists 55. Corruption 56. A/C failure in general (good call Peter, been in that boat in 97 degree heat all week!) To be continued.... Anyone else wanna add? Current Mood: pessimistic (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, June 8th, 2007
4:22 pm	Interesting how this is my "venting" blog site So I am at a point in my life where I am SO tired of ALWAYS being the victim. It seems as though everywhere I go, I DON'T FIT IN~! I go out of my way to be nice to people, loan people money (and don't get paid back), forgive, forgive, and forgive again, but that's all about to change. I am going to be like all the Melissa Lopez's of the world and only care about myself, get other people to like me by making fun of everyone else, and basically doing whatever the fuck I want to- including but not limited to the following: I am going to be manipulative to get my way, maybe then people will like me, I am going to accept drinks from people I don't know despite being married (hell, I might end up dating one of them too), I am going to run all over everyone just to make sure I am happy. And when I am not happy, EVERYONE is going to know it. Enough with the tact and dignity approach- I am tired of being run over, taken advantage of, treated like shit, etc. Everyone celebrate: there's a divorce plan in play too. I look at my grandparents and realize that will be me if I don't get out of this piece of shit ass relationship (so called, that is) I've been in for almost 4 years. The plan is as follows: 1). pay off all cumulative debt, 2). begin to slowly, but surely, change all bills to his name 3). find place to live, 4). buy dildo 5). have party celebrating my long-sought-after freedom! I hope no one was expecting this to be coherent: I've realized that I don't know how to let things go and that it is affecting how I feel about life, love, myself, etc. Trouble is, its much harder to actually LET things go/mpve forward, etc., than it is to say you're going to try to. There are many days when I wish I would have been one of those kids who brought a weapon to school and got rid of a certain someone (aka a piece of shit who should die a slow a terrible death)...how do you let what happened go? I now (very stalkerish I know) find out that the "love of my life" call it corny, but fuck you too, is married, going somewhere in life, and looks to be extremely happy- I am happy but extremely jealous at the same time. What do I do to let THAT go? What do I do to get rid of the anger of the many infidelities of my spousal unit? I've never been the type to seek advice, always give. And now when I need it the most I have no one. I'm not a dyke so no girls in Colorado want to be my friend. Fuck Colorado. Fuck gays, I hope they burn in hell. Fuck the politics and bullshit of this country. Fuck Paris Hilton. Anyone want to move to Australia with me??? Current Mood: discontent Current Music: Buzz of fluorescent lights overhead (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 30th, 2006
1:10 am	Angry Know what pisses me off? Men who don't care about anyone elses feelings but their own! Know what pisses me off even more? Woman who sleep with married men, who despite the empty promises they give, ARE STILL MARRIED! Let's see...the first time I ever encountered this, was when I heard about how my mother-in-law (potentially a soon to be ex mother in law) slept with a married man to conceive my illegitimate husband....now, BIG F'in surprise, he's done just like his momma and donned RUN OFF WITH ANOTHER WOMAN...'cept he came back, but I don't want his coon ass! I do, and I don't. HOW MANY TIMES DOES IT TAKE A STUPID PERSON TO CHEAT BEFORE HE REALIZES HOW FUCKING STUPID HE IS: 1....ANYMORE, YA MIGHT WANT TO TAKE THAT PERSON TO A HOSPITAL TO CHECK TO SEE IF THERE IS ANYTHING OTHER THAN AIR IN HIS BRAIN CAVITY! Let's see....I am a woman who now despises men, and loathes lesbians even more (Can't wait until they all burn in hell) WHAT'S A WOMAN TO DO (OTHER THAN THE OBVIOUS: HERSELF!) ?>>? FUCK ALL LESBIANS! GAY MEN: I LOVE YOU TO DEATH! DON'T BE SCARED! Current Mood: sad Current Music: Low humming of the fridge, computer and fan (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 11th, 2004
6:26 pm	Apathy What do you do when the people you listen to, won't listen back? What do you do when you feel like you are in the middle of a crowded room screaming and no one is listening? Let's start at 5 something this morning. I awoke to the heaving sound of a dog about to puke on carpet in an apartment so new, we haven't yet put down the security deposit. So the "intelligence analyst" I married, rather than grabbing the bag I told him to grab, pulls the dog by the collar and tries to pick him up! I married an idiot! Of course, he puked on the carpet, so I sent my husband to the old apartment (which we have yet to fully move out of) to get the carpet stain remover. In the midst of all of this, the dog decides to go to the bedroom door and start pissing. So I grab him, put him in the bathroom and make him lay down so I can throw some clothes on...then the next thing I know, he is laying in a puddle of his own urine like a friggin nige school girl. Great- Have to bathe him now, tired because my relentless husband kept me up all night, and if he was worth missing sleep for, I might not be so frustrated. So by this time, I have sent the husband back downstairs with the dog to walk and give him a bath, since we dont have our shower stuff in the new apt. I go to pick up the stain solution, and the bottle is pretty much empty. I try to get some of the stain out (throw up), but it wont come up. So I ask the husband to put the dog out on the patio (when they return from the walk) and to get stain solution from the store and work on the stain while I am at work. I come home from work at 2ish, the dog, supposed to be in the old apt, is out on the new apt's patio in a muzzle. I look around the new apt, and see three new throw up stains on the carpet...the friggin idiot let the dog BACK IN THE APT! To make matters worse, I was supposed to get paid today, and when i went to ask my manager for a check, he said "oh, i was just gonna put this weeks hours on next weeks check" meaning: I am not going to get paid until next friday, which means that I am going to get charged NSF fees at my bank because the funds for a credit card payment were supposed to be taken from the balance that was in the account already, and we bought gas and groceries last night. Which means the credit card payment is going to take all the funds out of the acct and the gas and groceries are all going to overdraft. To top it off, the reason the credit card payment is wrong, is because i typed it in wrong! It was not supposed to come out until the 15, but apparently i put the 11. DUMB! SHITE! So I call my mom to see if she'll help me move, because I still have to steam clean the carpets and scrub down this filthy assed apt, and I tell her about my morning, she interrupts and says " i have enough problems to deal with. I cant deal with yours..." and i said, im not asking you to deal with them...she interrupts again to say i dont think i even want to hear about gotta go call you back bye. ARGH! So yeah her problems consist of backing out of a 500,000 house contract, and buying the second of 2 40,000 cars in a matter of 8 months or so. So yeah, their problems are awful! Screw it. Well, I go for a walk and get home to a message from my apt complex that says I need to print my husbands pay statements from the internet (which i have been asking him to do for days)...in order to get it, i have to go into his army acct. I was going to delete the e-mail i sent him regarding the pay statements, so i clicked his inbox. First thing i see are emails from this elyse girl, regarding a past relationship or something. One of several of the emails said "what the hell are you doing sending me that yahoo personal thing you sent me" so here we are in this situation: the email was sent while we were married, and he is trying to tell her he has feelings or some shit. WTF? So this makes me curious about whats been going on with his yahoo account. So after about an hour of trying to crack his password, i did, and to little surprise to me, I find cupid adult something or other personals, and yahoo personals not only in the inbox, but also SAVED! So, my friend that I usually confide in is busy out the ass, and i basically have to schedule an appt to see, my family wont lend a shoulder, and the other "friends" are pretty much just fair weather types. Nice. Thats why I am airing this shit on the internet, because I have no social life, friends, or anything but a pain in the ass dog to talk to. Current Mood: discontent Current Music: NONE (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 29th, 2004
1:52 pm	Which Sex and the City Player Are You? Find out @ She's Crafty ME TOO PETER....weird (Comment on this)
1:25 pm	When am I ever going to find a job that doesn't impose its misery onto my soul? Every day is a new day right? Wrong. Everyday the same stupid people stare and talk, though superficial and insignificant, at times, targeted and hurtful. Since I have started working under the green neon sign and Christmas lights of the Olive Garden, I have been teased, talked about, and abused by the co-workers I bust my ass for. I run their food, fill their tables' drinks,...If if was in Hollywood waiting tables, this would all be worth the agony. I come home every night in massive amounts of pain, feeling that again, I don't fit in, and wondering where my life is headed. So I am the depressive type, who the hell are you to judge or moreover, have the audacity to say something to. It's not that I mind so much, its more the people who I work with. They are all alcoholics that come in hung over and are intentionally rude. I have decided that my life has no direction. I want to act or sing....I don't fancy either more, but pine to be in the public eye. This is my calling.....and I think now that it might never happen. Am I to die an insignificant housewife? I don't know. I am enjoying school, but hate work. The problem is, I always hate work. I have hated everywhere I have worked, especially the underhanded dealings from the law offices of Thurman and Phillips. I have always found things I am good at. When am I going to be the best at something? Why is the world running away from their only redemption. As we head to more entropy, the world spirals faster and faster into a sinful place that I am miserable in.................I've had enough with the incessant rambling.....this mind must be distracted.... Current Mood: discontent Current Music: NONE (1 Comment |Comment on this)