James's Journal (And Alternate Alliteration)

I once had a girl friend hint that her husband used to "knock me around a little." I had to tell her that she can't tell me things like that unless she wants me to do something about it.
 
I can tell you why some women put up with an abusive bf/spouse. Low self-esteem. They feel they deserve to be treated that way. They think it's their fault that they're abused. Yes, it's completely fucked up--but abused women tend to be fucked in the head.

It is very frustrating to be in the situation you're in. I have so little patience for people who think so little of themselves. You want to help, and you talk until you're blue in the face, but most of the time it goes in one ear and out the other. I swear to God--if any man ever hit me, I'd beat his ass and then walk out the door. And if he was built like you and I couldn't beat his ass, I'd walk out the door and never come back. And then I'd press charges for assault and battery. :reddevil:

Something I've noticed on this forum is that there are a lot of people with self-esteem issues. Not surprising b/c it tends to be the reason many people put on excess weight in the first place. No matter what you say to them, no matter how much you build them up, they still have way too many times when they think they're worthless and undeserving of love and happiness. It gets really frustrating when you see how wonderful they are, but they can't. :banghead: It's also exhausting and depressing. :banghead:
 
James said:
The one thing that I can't protect my friends against is themselves. I don't understand how a woman can rationalize a man hitting them, or doing something along those lines. I just can't understand it. And, when they do that, and say stuff like "oh, he only does it when I <insert ANYTHING here>... it's not that big of a deal, and it is something that I can and should be able to avoid in the future", then I can't do anything.
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We can talk until we're blue in the face, but they have to decide when enough is enough. Unfortunately for some, it's too late. I was once in a relationship with a guy who just started doing roids (I found out later) and out of nowhere he backhanded me. Ummm yah.... that was the last time any man raised his hand at me. Did I do something about it? Fuck yah, I did. I'm Sheryl and I'll be damned if anyone gets away with that type of behaviour. A side kick to the inside of one's knee cap can be a real bitch.... Hope you're doing well, you hairy, handsome bastard you.

-S Dawg
 
Thanks for the positive comments, everyone.

I have cooled off, and no longer want to go on a rampage. Every time something like that is brought up, I just can't help but see all the times in my life I saw shit like that happen, and it gets my blood up in such a way...

Bleugh

Anyways, happy TLD. Soapy tits and all.

Kisses
--Kodiak

(and I DID post a pic earlier. I'm not going to get dressed up, though, and take a picture of myself like that... my friends here would never let me hear the end of it if i got caught. I'd rather be caught playing with myself. At least then I could ask if whoever caught me could lend a hand for comedic effect. I'll try to get some pics of me gussied up at christmas)
 
James said:
(and I DID post a pic earlier. I'm not going to get dressed up, though, and take a picture of myself like that... my friends here would never let me hear the end of it if i got caught. I'd rather be caught playing with myself. At least then I could ask if whoever caught me could lend a hand for comedic effect. I'll try to get some pics of me gussied up at christmas)
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Let me tell you, man.... I've got some dainty hands, so if you ever need help, let a bitch know. Also... I'm pretty talented, I can use both of my feet and hands if it really calls for such. I only offer, because I care... you just remember that. Never say that I don't do from the kindess of my heart. Happy TLD you sweet hairy lesbo you.

-Sheryl
 
Pervert #1:
I have never been caught, but I almost WANT to now, just so I can throw out that line. I prepared that years ago, and have just never had the occasion to use it. Although... reflecting on it, while I was never caught in a one-man show, I was caught with a girl once by a priest back in college. The priest was a cool guy, and very down to earth, and I would often help him out with his computer problems (older person trying to use a computer... blech). Well, one day he needed some help, so he came to my room, and finding the door locked, unlocked it using his master key (he was in charge of my dorm freshman year), only to see a very nude woman stradling me in a chair. He stops, picks up his eyes off of the ground, says "oh, I see you changed the drapes in here", and closes and relocks the door. One of the funniest moments of my life. The girl, however, was scarred for life, and never talked to me again. For all I know, she is in a convent now.

Pervert #2:
Soap and dispenser in hand, I will soap anything that comes near me.


Also, I am going to admit something to the detriment of my manly reputation around here... I have had HUGE allergy attacks the past few nights, and haven't gotten any sleep... I just recently put two and two together and realized that my allergy attacks started the day after my air purifier broke in my room. I got a new one, and I feel a TON better today.
 
LMAO@your priest catching you in the act....hahahaha I'll bet that girl IS in a convent--doing the priest. Or maybe the other nuns since it's TLD today. ahahah.

The closest I've ever been "caught" during sex was when I was in Korea. My dad called while I was riding my bf at the time. My roomie knew I was home, but didn't know what I was up to..haha. So he knocks on my bedroom door and tells me my dad's on the phone. So I have to take it bc Dad has been told I'm home--and it's an overseas call, etc. Dad asks me, "what are you up to?" Hahaha. My reply, "oh, nothing." yeah....talk about a mood killer--but not as big a mood killer as having a priest walk in on ya. Damn!! :biggrinjester:

Glad to hear your allergies are better. I can totally sympathize with that--and I don't see anything at all girlie about it.
 
Air Purifiers are awesome, especially if you suffer from asthma and wicked allergies. As for the priest ordeal... ummm I can say something horrible, but instead... I'll just post this, because well, if you have vegans visiting your diary, this will make them smile with joy.... and love me dearly.




Enjoy, roun' eye!!! :D HAHAAA!

-Sheryl (The Girl Who Likes To Pucker Piggies In Alleys)
 
Hey There J~~
Hope things are going well with you today, I can see they must since you have two smoking hot sisters coming into your diary, Ummmm My twin and little miss Sugar Booty! (aka bikinibound, msghettobooty) LOL LOL Can you ask for anything better than that?? Okay, never mind I don't want to know the answer to that question, or do I??? NAH, I think I know what you have in mind.

Have a great day today!!
HUGS
Kim
 
And now that Ladybug's been in here, that's 3 smokin' hot women in your diary. Wait--Mal was also here--so make that 4. :D
 
I love my dog...

As usual, he flirted FOR me with the ladies that work at the kennel. I took him today to drop him off for the holidays, and he walks in, stops, closes his eyes, tilts his head up and takes a big sniff of the air, and then does this sort of deep quiet howl / growl / bark (can't describe it... it's like he's some deep voiced beast talking to the women), and literally these cute women start climbing out of the rafters of the place to come up and pet him / take care of him. I effin love my dog.

Anyways, headin out today to go back home and sit through 5 guilt filled days of "Why didn't you move back home like your cousins? You know, your cousins who are the same age as you are married or engaged..." Should be fun.

Luckily, all of my sibblings will be in town, and we can all be failures together, and head out to the bars together now that they are old enough.
 
I love my dog...

As usual, he flirted FOR me with the ladies that work at the kennel. I took him today to drop him off for the holidays, and he walks in, stops, closes his eyes, tilts his head up and takes a big sniff of the air, and then does this sort of deep quiet howl / growl / bark (can't describe it... it's like he's some deep voiced beast talking to the women), and literally these cute women start climbing out of the rafters of the place to come up and pet him / take care of him. I effin love my dog.
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That is hilarious! What kind of dog is he?

Anyways, headin out today to go back home and sit through 5 guilt filled days of "Why didn't you move back home like your cousins?
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Oh man, I get the "Why don't you move back home?" guilt trip all the effin' time!!!

Have fun! :D
 
He's a redbone coonhound (where the red fern grows), and he is the BEST dog ever. Except for when you want to go on a run, then he is the worst dog... apparently there are awesome smells I'm missing out on just about every 5 feet.

And I am excited to drink with my sibs. The last time all of us got good and schvasted together was almost a year ago at my house in kansas city. My mom cut my little sister off, so she had my girlfriend at the time sneak her drinks, and all of 'em pussed out and crashed earlier than I did, taking up my bed, and all my guest beds and couches... I was forced to sleep on the floor of the basement in my own damn house. I made the girl sleep down there with me, though 'cause it was her fault for feeding my little sister drinks.
 
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