Tell me what this dumb fuck was thinking!

posted by Yoshi @ 1/29/2006 09:54:00 PM Comments: 0

For My Sweetheart

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Judy Garland
I love you baby!

posted by Yoshi @ 1/27/2006 10:55:00 AM Comments: 0

Powerhouse of Quotes

posted by Yoshi @ 1/27/2006 10:55:00 AM Comments: 0

HOW TO STAY YOUNG

Props to my Bro, Love you man! Ya keep me young.

1. Try everything twice. On Madams tombstone she said she wanted this epitaph: Tried everything twice...loved it both times!

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down. (keep this in mind if you are one of those
grouches;)

3. Keep learning: Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain get idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's!

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath. And if you have a friend who makes you laugh, spend lots and lots of time with HIM/HER.

6. The tears happen: Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire
life, is ourselves. LIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love: Whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county, to a foreign country,
but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

11. Forgive now those who made you cry. You might not get a second time.

posted by Yoshi @ 1/24/2006 08:14:00 PM Comments: 0

Dear Girls (from us guys)...

Don't assume that I won't care where you are, because I do.

IT MAKES ME FEEL SO SECURE TO KNOW THAT MY GIRLFRIEND ISNT OFF FLIRTING WITH GUYS I'VE NEVER HEARD OF!!

Also, don't talk about your ex-boyfriends.
I never have, nor ever will respect or like them, nor do I want to hear about them.
When you do, you're asking me to be jealous.
You're asking me to lose trust.

I don't care if you talk to other guys.
I don't care if you're friends with other guys.
But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses me off.
It doesn't help when you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that I'm still there.

Also, when I tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/ cute/ stunning, I fucking mean it... Don't tell me I'm wrong or I will stop trying to convince you.

The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.

LET ME PAY FOR YOU!
DON'T "FEEL BAD"
I enjoy doing it.

Kiss me when no one's watching.
If you kiss me when you know nobody's looking I'll be more impressed.

You don't have to get dressed up for me.
If I'm going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.
I like you for WHO you are, not WHAT you are.

Don't flirt with guys when I'm not with you.
I have eyes everywhere.
And when I find out, I'm going to be fucking pissed.
Not necessarily with the guys you flirted with, more-so with YOU.

Don't take everything I say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.

Don't get angry easily.

Don't talk about how hot Tom Cruise, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartny is in front of me.
It's boring, and I don't care.
You have girlfriends for that.

Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/"beautiful"
Why does everything have to be "hot/sexy"?

I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy" or whatever else you can think of.

But seriously sometimes looks aren't everything. Alot of guys who arent exactly "hot" will treat you the way you need to be treated

Claiming girls or guys to be "hot" shows immaturity.

Girls, I cannot stress this enough: IF YOU AREN'T BEING TREATED RIGHT BY A GUY, DON'T WAIT FOR HIM TO CHANGE. DITCH HIS SORRY, DISCRACE-TO-THE-MALE-POPULATION ASS, AND FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL TREAT YOU WITH UTTER RESPECT
Someone who will honor your morals.
Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.
Someone who will stop what theyre doing just to look you in the eyes....and say "i love you" ...

....AND ACTUALLY MEAN IT!

Give the nice guys a chance, for your sake.

posted by Yoshi @ 1/21/2006 10:28:00 PM Comments: 1

oh boy...

So, our son comes in our room this morning, he can't sleep. Of course, being the thoughtful person my wife is, she invites him in. He is being very considerate and whispering, trying not to wake me, I'm sure. It was too late for that. Usually to get woke up before I've had 8+ hours of sleep really pisses me off. But when I looked at the clock and saw that it was just after 3 am, I realized that he wasn't making this shit up. I laid in bed with them for a few more minutes, seeing if my brain would turn back off. Alas, no. The enemy had been stirred and there was no turning it off now. I am usually one that reads my body very well. There are things it needs and it lets me know, this morning sleep is not one of those things. There is a higher calling at work this morning and I know what's going on.
I'm not an easy person to wake up, ask anyone who knows me. So when I get woke up, it shocks me. He was so cute tho, the first thing I heard was a gentle tap on the door, with no response the door eased open, just slightly. I can just see him peering thru the crack. "Mommy," he whispered, "I can't sleep." Awww... What I would have given for a mother that would have let me sleep with her when I was jolted awake at 3 am. No, instead I had to sneak into her room and burrow myself into the blankets, being careful not to be detected. Which he has done plenty of times also, I might add. She softly tells him it's okay and come lay down. I can just feel his little heart slow it's pace as he crawls into bed and snuggles with his very warm mother. The whispering continues for a moment until my dumb ass piped up, totally ruining the cuteness of the whole thing. *scoff* Figures.
I can be a complete retard somedays, ya know?
What else could I do but let them be?
I'm sure there's a reason that I'm awake anyway. I balanced the budget, caught up on some blogs, finished some stuff for work and checked my email and blogged, and it's only 4am. I've already gotten a lot done today. DAMN! I am that good!
Peace out, Ya'll. Have an awesome day. I'll see you on the flip side!

posted by Yoshi @ 1/18/2006 03:29:00 AM Comments: 0

hehehe

Another Top Ten... I couldn't resist this one.

Top Ten reasons why men prefer guns over women.
#10. You can trade an old 44 for a new 22
#9. You can keep one gun at home and have another for when you're on the road.
#8. If you admire a friend's gun and tell him so, he will probably let you try it out a few times.
#7. Your primary gun doesn't mind if you keep another gun for backup.
#6. Your gun will stay with you even if you run out of ammo.
#5. A gun doesn't take up a lot of closet space.
#4. Guns function normally every day of the month.
#3. A gun doesn't ask, "Do these new grips make me look fat?"
#2. A gun doesn't mind if you go to sleep after you use it.
And the Number One reason a gun is favored over a woman...
You can buy a silencer for a gun!

posted by Yoshi @ 1/17/2006 08:47:00 PM Comments: 1

The Beat of My Heart

I feel a need occasionally to express myself in words that are surreal. That "awwww" type of feeling. Not like AHHH! just a mellow wow... ya know? so anyway, I found a good little poem to do just that.

I love you so deeply
I love you so much
I love the sound of your voice
I love the way that we touch
I love your warm smile
your kind thoughtful way
and the joy that you bring
to my life every day
I love you today
as I have from the start
and I'll love you forever
with all of my heart

- Just One Lifetime -

Just one lifetime of loving you won't be long enough
I'll love you till all the rivers run turn to dust
if the beat of my heart should suddenly stop
my love will tick on just like a clock

Seasons may come and seasons may go
but I'm with you come rain, shine, sleet, or snow
I'll love you till all of the rivers run dry
till the sun and the moon fall from the sky

Truer than true, deeper than deep
My feelings for you will always be
solid as a rock, my love will remain
stronger than steel, it'll never change

you make my life worth living again
even when all seems lost in the trend
you are my breath and the beat of my heart
my soul and my strength, that's what you are

posted by Yoshi @ 1/14/2006 11:23:00 PM Comments: 0

Seriously? You have to be kidding!

My oldest daughter and I sat alone last night watching a movie. She has never been one to give me hugs or kisses. So when I put my arm around her last night I honestly expected her to squeal and slide further away. She totally didn't! She put her head on my chest and we finished watching the movie. It was awesome. I hope that it indicates that she is feeling closer to me. She has also finally gotten to a point that she will come to me and ask me questions instead of going straight to her mom (which she normally does). She seems to be much more comfortable around me. It's only taken me 9 freakin months!
Today I stayed home from work with the boy. I let him play on the computer for a while and then asked him to go get dressed and do his chores (cleaning his room and making his bed). I leave him alone thinking that he might be doing what he's been asked... about 10 minutes later I hear him moving around and thought that I'd go check to make sure he's working. I go in his room and he's got his wanker out and he's dancing around the room. When I asked him what he was doing he said he was cleaning his room. haha, right... So I asked him if he would like to tell me the truth. He then proceded to tell me that he was cleaning his room. Uh, NO! So I put him in a time out for 5 minutes (for lying to me and for him to think about what he was doing) when I release him from his time out he tells me that he was trying to see if he could get his boxers off by putting his wanker thru the little opening. I damn near hit him. I had a talk with him about being appropriate but I don't think he quite gets it. What the hell should I do?

posted by Yoshi @ 1/10/2006 09:08:00 AM Comments: 0

To one and all...

posted by Yoshi @ 1/03/2006 10:33:00 AM Comments: 0

TOP TEN!

posted by Yoshi @ 1/03/2006 10:30:00 AM Comments: 0