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Jamey M. H.@jigglejams

I thought it was IBS but it was really WRT.

Things like this make me laugh. Hysterically. And for days. Why? Because to me it is hilarious on multiple levels.

Level 1: The stress, anxiety, albeit hardship of my relationship (on multiple occasions) has literally made me ill.

Level 2: Ha! Just called the ex the “shit.”

Level 3: IBS – A widespread condition involving recurrent abdominal pain and diarrhea or constipation, often associated with stress, depression, anxiety, or previous intestinal infection.

As you can see Level 1 and 3 are related, more exclusively then in Level 2. Level 2 really is to make me laugh. Now the Tweet is fully explained. (I received some confusion)

Personal issue: I do not like giving credit where credit is due. More exclusively in the male category, when the males behaviors affect my life. I do not like to feel less than. More importantly made a fool of. In my situation both of those things happened. So now I have this self-burdening aftermath.

It’s always interesting to self examine. The things you can realize on your own, though inspired.

My “personal issue” as stated above also has a “silver lining” that I pretend* is the route cause. I feel it’s immature to put it all, whatever that is, on to a guy. In each scenario I must have had a downfall as well. The seed growing the plant of failure was that of my own. I am that seed. My life being the plant. Here we sit in the garden of WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING. This I know is not true in all interactions, however.

Why do I like my tweet? Because it’s giving credit where credit is due. That SOB can suck a D.

Jamey M. H.@jigglejams

Emotionally I am #Xena but physically I am #Gabrielle.

*Other life events have made this a regular thought process of mine, since childhood. We are addicts of rhythmic insanity, cycling our insignificance that only we legitimize.

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I Read for Pleasure

Book reading Goal: 20 books read by 2013

So far I’ve read:

  1. The Hunger Games
  2. Catching Fire
  3. Mocking Jay

Currently reading:

  1. Wicked

Reading has been amazing. Quite literally is the best way to escape. At any moment I could be waging war, being born into a family of mystical creatures or being followed by zombies. Who couldn’t love that?

“Every man who knows how to read has it in his power to magnify himself, to multiply the ways in which he exists, to make his life full, significant and interesting.”Aldous Huxley

To add to the abilities a book has to thrust me into realms I could only imagine, it has incredible healing power. Going through a Divorce helped to dilute the person that I am. Reading seems to magnify things about myself that I wasn’t seeing; strength, creativity, compassion. Bluntly: my awesomeness.

Something else about the written word is it gives me desire to share; Blogging, Twitter, Pinterest, photography, everyday communication…the list goes on. Sharing is caring about myself. Really if you don’t have anything you wish to share with anyone else than who are you? And why should we care that you even exist?

Books: an addiction that I’m welcoming with open arms.

2012 Goal: No doubt I will surpass it.

Snap Shot

It’s a day when the simplest thing can keep you laughing for hours. Honestly, as inconsequential as it may feel…these moments help make life feel not as…overbearing.

I welcome these moments with OPEN ARMS. Why? Because it brings some of the sanity back to life. Your day at work drags you down – feeling like you haven’t done enough, your dog pisses on the carpet, your workout is hard because you’re out of shape.

And then.

It happens.

You check Twitter and you see this random STUPID hilarity that just puts it all in perspective.

There, that’s all, I’m keeping it simple because it is, simple. Enjoy your silly small moments.