Another shot at success or regret

July 22nd, 2017, 6:20 PM by Goddess

My second frog returned to propose again with a bigger ring.

Admittedly, I had said another carat and I’m yours.

I knew he’d never go for it.

But he did go a half-carat higher.

Well, a half-carat higher … accompanied by a request for daily BJs.

I mean, I guess I figured there’d be an extra string attached, sure. But I also thought I was worth some more sparkle.

And let’s be honest. It was never about the sparkle.



If I hear the word ‘snip’ or ‘snippity snip’ …

July 18th, 2017, 2:51 PM by Goddess

… in the context of taking a screenshot …

… in the subcontext of micromanagement because they don’t believe that people who used to run newsrooms, departments or companies could possibly see a stupid task through to completion …

… One more fucking time …

I’m gonna show folks the real context of that word. 

CIRCUMCISION. 



2 princes 

July 18th, 2017, 5:42 AM by Goddess

Well. Two frogs. Let’s be clear about that from the outset. 

I’ve been driving myself batshit for a week. Listing two sets of pros and cons. The list is absolutely equal. 

Nothing stands out that’s great. The rest is shit soufflé vs. shit on a croissant.  I wonder if the coin-flip result will simply come from my need to cut carbs. 

I deserve to be blessed with choices. That’s the upshot. Unfortunately, someone’s gonna get hurt. And I am 100% aware that that person is me. 

If I pick prince #1, do I murder him on sight in a week? Or if I pick prince #2, the lesser-known evil but stlll evil and maybe even more so, would I die a thousand deaths because my first pick won’t take me back?

I know life is all about choices. I just don’t see giving up a good thing unless it’s for a great thing. But nothing lasts forever. Least of all happiness. 

Send prince-picking vibes today, if you’re so inclined. I want a good date this weekend. 



Say what now?! 

July 17th, 2017, 2:36 PM by Goddess

There’s someone here who has had it out for me from day one. 

Or maybe not. I don’t really know. Maybe they just didn’t like me or care that I’m alive. 

Either way, really. Doesn’t matter to me. 

But …

Instead of things I do or don’t say getting back to this person, the opposite happened. 

This person told a whole bunch of people that “(Goddess) could run that (massive entanglement of ongoing insanity) blindfolded.”

Duuuuude. 

I know I’ll never hear it directly from this person. But that’s OK. Just knowing they think it is reward enough. 



Day 67 of my captivity

July 6th, 2017, 8:26 PM by Goddess

Red Foreman ain’t got nothing on this pissed-off Disney princess. 

At this point, I’m hanging around for the entertainment value.