adelle86561

YAAAY have fun in Tokyo!
xoxo

tokyo! your name is the same as my real name just spelled diffrent!

actually, i worked 17 hours in a pet store this weekend and got ready for classes, which started this week.

im taking 3 history classes including a seminar with a 30 page paper and also a teaching class where i have to do 60 hours of practicum work teaching/assisting in a high school and a middle school over the course of the term. and i'll be working too. should be fun.

also, my dad was helicoptored from the veteran's home where he lives, to the university of iowa hospital last night because his blood pressure was plummeting and they couldnt stop it. hes a diabetic and he has a bunch of other health problems. i think he wont live much longer.

but, today i talked to this girl i kinda dig and maybe, just maybe i can get her to do something with me socially in the near future when SHES not working full time and going to school.

we'll see.

adelle, did the pic i posted on my journal page show up on your computer, cause delilah said it didnt on hers......but it did on mine.


hmmmmmmm...

i think my sister, brother-in-law and nephew are in australia right now on vacation. im not sure, cuz they were going to japan too and i think they're already gone from there.

by the way, if Australia is the Land Down Under, then is the USA the Land Up Over?

p.s.--i have pictures now. oh joy!

Damn wish I had a best mate.

i have virtually no response to that.

Hola. I hope thar you've had great time at the resort and you're at least semi-recharged.

Yeah, I had quit my job a few weeks back, having lined up a new one working for a certain national broadsheet. I just started last Monday and am enjoying it so far. I'm heading up to a 3 day conference at some resort hotel in the Blue Mountains this afternoon (a Sunday, no less...)

se is 3

well... not me PERSONALLY, i couldn't give two metaphorical hoots about the monarchy; but yes, it is celebrated. Jon x

So I'm being forced to dance huh. Well I don't think I'd really need to be forced but I imagine it would involve sombreroes, revolvers and the La Cucoracha song.
Hmm how to explain Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Well the super heroes are fast food items a milkshake, a "meatwad" and a box of fries. Only the fries really has super powers, shake is a jerk and meatwad is pretty much just stupid but occasionally cruel. It has a similar sense of humor to space ghost coast to coast if you've ever seen that. If not it can be surreal with good measures of satire and parody thrown in. Sometimes it doesn't even have a plot. If you're really interested look on some p2p networks I'm quite sure it's all over them.
I wish I could say I feel the same way about exercise. It bores the hell out of me after about 2 minutes except for moving meditation like tai chi.

well you are a fan of poetry and, love to swim and your profile photo is amazing, in the aspect that both you and the background are well focused . . . .and you like boxing and the Sopranos

here is another draft of a poem I am working on

For who

I fought for those to my left and those to my right
I fought, because I was young and dumb
I fought never with a thought I had a kryptonite
I fought to get back to for you

I fought for pride
I fought for honor
I fought for home
I fought for you

I dont think we have ever met
I hope we do
I fought each day
I fought in hopes; someday I would find some like you

Does a man with my sins deserve a woman like you
Should a woman as fabulous as you, have to deal with my baggage
Are we just a happenstance away from eternal bliss
Are you on the other side of the globe or could you be right under my nose

I know your out there
I think we may have met
What if I saw you and did not recognize you
I can not think about this great regret

Maybe

Your fathers my dentist
Your sister does my mothers nails
Your brother is my butcher
Your sister answers my best clients phones

Your my nieces Pediatrician
Your my nephews pre-K teacher
Your daddy, is he my preacher
Your uncles my best friend sister-in-laws rabbi

You stitched my head and held my hand
You gave me a warning, instead of a ticket
You brought a warm towel on the long red eye home
You heard me at a lecture and said you were a fan


We flirted on the subway
We exchanged glances at the Tate
We shared a cab in the rain
We sat next to each other at Phantom of the Opera

We danced in Ibiza, on a hot summer night; I never got your name
We drank Hurricanes till breakfast in the Big Easy
We shot craps in Las Vegas and again in Grand Cayman Islands
We brushed hands in crowed elevator in Boston

We tossed a Frisbee in Freetown
We played hocesoc in Portland
We played Monopoly in Manila
We ran with the bulls in Spain

We held back our tears while looking at the statue of David
We talk all night, sitting on a fountain in Prague
We surfed in Jaco, then laid for hours in the sand
We drank champagne in Paris, on a windy Sunday night

We met at your wedding, why did he find you first?
We went greyhound on a 12 hours trip and talked about Urban Blight
We made love on the beach in Bali as the sun rose over paradises sky
We talked in line collecting our winnings at the Orangeville kennel club

We glowed together in a caf in North Norway
We drank sour wine in Cape Town on a soft Tuesday morn
We were pushed together tight on Space Mountain
We killed time in our way to Hong Kong, on a 16 hour flight

We planted trees in a Kibbutz
We dug a grave for an orphan in Kenya
We went to mass at Saint Patricks
We rode my Harley to Little Big Horne -I hope this was not my last stand

You sketched my picture in a cemetery, not far from Mount Edna
You let me carry your books home from school the second Thursday in May
Ive spanned the globe, hoping to find you
Will I find you in my own backyard, How Bizarre








Maybe
Perhaps
Possible
I thought

I saw you at a gallery opening in SoHo
I saw you at a George Forman fight in Atlantic City
I saw you in a window in Amsterdam
I saw you in the garden of a convent in Niece

I saw you on horse back outside the foothills of Haifa
I saw you alone a bench on the Thames
I saw you silent at the Vatican library
I saw you skating in Central Park

I saw you on a busy bus to Bombay
I saw you on safari on a sweltering day
I saw you in a Marc Baptiste Photograph
I saw you in Waterville on a fine spring afternoon


You read me Shakespeare on a long mid winters night
You read me Henry and June under the stars
You read me Voltaire by soft candlelight
You read me your thesis, it bored me to piece

You sold me my car
You adjusted my insurance claim
You served me cold porage, but I could not complain
You took my parking space at the mall

You have been a Knick City Dancer
You were once a rockette

You told you desired wealth and Fame
You sold me my ex-girl friends pearls on a cold December day
You dealt me a straight flush on a riverboat is Mississippi
You felt my arms, then blushed

Your second cousin, half sister cuts my aunts dogs hair
Your papa makes my pizza or pasta, almost every Saturday Night
Your mom works with my dad
Your mother taught me in third grade


Your baby brother, died crying silent on the battlefield in my arms
Your mother slapped for leading him into such great harm
Your grandmother cursed me and cried in my chest
Your father forgave me, knowing, full well, I would trade places with his son in Hell

You moved to Jakarta
You moved to Crete
You moved to Alcainta
You moved to Ohio, when I five and you were four

You kissed me for courage
You kissed me because it felt so right
You kissed me and said be brave
You kissed me and said sleep tight

You kissed me and said Farwell
You kissed me and told me to go to Hell

You kissed good night and said me patient
You kissed and almost lost your job, as I was under your care
You kissed for hours on a warm Mediterranean Night
You kissed me in your fathers pick up truck

You kissed me riding on a fire truck in a parade
You kissed me in the cold until our lips turned blue
You kissed me while your car warmed up
You kissed me as you cried, knowing this would be good-bye

You kissed me on your front porch after I walked you home
You kissed me in the dawns early light
You kissed me and looked like, a Doe trapped in the headlights
You kissed and closed your eyes

You kissed me, and then asked me, if I wanted you to pose
You kissed me, and then you gave me a rose
You kissed me then you read great prose
You kissed me then asked me to suck your toes

You kissed me for your pleasure
You kissed me for sport
You kissed me while your boyfriend was in the next room
You kissed me and then said your husband wont be home till ten




You kissed me while we shared an ice cream cone
You kissed me and I could see your eyes had freight
You kissed me and you seemed conflicted
You kissed me, good morning, then asked me my name

I play poker with your dry cleaner
My cousins husband your plumber
His nephew pumps your gas
Our aunts best friends are one in the same

We lived at the same address, just four floors between us
We stayed in the same hotel room, six months apart
We ate off the same plate at our favorite dinner
We swam with the same dolphin

I looked and thought Ive found
Forty years of searching

Like a chameleon you change your color is it to keep me away

Like Beowulf my search for you is epic
Like the Iliad my journal is long
Like traveling to great crusades, my road to you has been long and dry
All that so I could begin my life ultimate quest finding you

Your Taller than most, but shorter than some,
Your Blond, but often Brunette, I have seen you a red head
Your older than me, but seem so young

I love you for your inner beauty
I love you for your style,
I love you for your elegance,
I love you for your pure grace

I love you when your wear soft frilly lace
I love you when you wear sweatpants with your pearls
I love you for being you
I love you for loving a man like me

Ive seen you wear a size two; Ive seen you wear a size fourteen
It changes each and every day
Your white, your yellow, your black, your brown, your red, your coco
I would never make your frown



The last time I saw you
Your eyes were blue and your hair was blond
I was sad when I realized it wasnt you
I keep on looking, knowing, I fought for you

You look like a Botticelli
You could have been a Varga Girl
You remind me of Ertes flapper
You are my Memphis Belle, you help guide me home

Your a work of art, in your own special way
You are you, each time I think Ive found

Like a ganaf in the Night,
You steal me heart each day
Leaving me wondering

Are you Marisa and Gabrielles mom?
I have always thought you were Sparkys sister
For a moment I wondered if you were tall Betty
Could you be sweet Sarah with the voice of an Angel?

Your eyes are delightful
Your smile brightens each room

I look for you each morning, in our half empty bed
Every day I work on building my empire
What most people dont realize,
Its not for me its for you

Ill love you forever
Happily ever after, we will live
Ill find you a promise
You know that I will

Each day I wonder when will, I get my last first kiss
I wonder where you are tonight
I fought for me
I fought for you

i run a venue that plays house music. and i quiet like breakbeat stuff. so its all good.