She Cries Rape
November 8, 2009
“Rape!” she cries “Rape!
Am I nothing to you but a sexual plaything for you to use, misuse and disregard as it pleases you?
You come in from work and you sit at your computer all night talking to your so called friends on MySpace, they’re not real friends, their wrestlers and pop stars that you have never and will never meet, it’s probably not even them but their manager or assistant or even more likely it’s a 14 year old boy pretending to be them.
Why don’t you ever want to talk to me?
Your on eBay all night spending all out money on CD’s, DVD’s, your stupid little action figures but you never buy me anything, do you really think I like my house looking like a comic store?
Sure, you have a standing order going into my bank each month but that doesn’t make me a prostitute, that isn’t payment for sexual favours, that’s to pay the mortgage because you’re not trustworthy enough to look after our finances and keep a roof over our heads.
I go to bed each night leaving you to watch crappy little YouTube videos of Japanese karaoke, Star Wars dubbed with Welsh accents and obscure wrestling matches.
Then later you come to bed and sit on top of me and expect me to want you, to want to have sex with you and to be coherent.
It’s 2 o’clock in the morning, my sleepy eyes are sealed shut, I still don’t know if this is really happening or if I’m still dreaming, then you roll off of me all pleased with yourself like Caesar after he’d conquered the Germans and I lie there now awake and horny, listening to you snore.
You don’t care about me! You don’t care about my needs!
What about foreplay?
What about cuddling, kissing, fondling and cupping?
What about tickling and teasing and whispering to me sweet nothings?
What about holding me in your arms and telling me how much I mean to you?
How much I turn you on?
How beautiful I look?
And how about lasting longer than two fucking minutes?”
I Lied About Being The Outdoor Type
November 7, 2009
I had a heavy cardio workout at the gym last night, knowing I may not get a chance to run this weekend I figured I had to go for it and I did.
I started with a 10 minute hill cycle, followed by a km flat out on the rowing machine, then I did a 10 minute walk on a cross trainer before doing 15 mins of hill running, I wasn’t running fast but on the steepest setting so it was a toughy but it will hopefully put me in good stead for the hills of the pudding race.
The workout was powered by the albums “Car Button Cloth” by The Lemonheads and “The Green Album” by Weezer.
Random Haiku #104
November 6, 2009
New technology
Exciting and confusing
My expanding mind.
Man
November 4, 2009
Passionate man with his golden touch,
Always gets hurt because he loves too much,
He wears his heart on his sleeve; he has nothing to hide,
Passionate man is so proud of his pride.
Promiscuous man has got rugged good looks,
He’s got a PHD and a ton of books
Just to make him look smart and he’s never read,
Promiscuous man just wants you in his bed.
Guilty man gives off a beaten vibe,
He’s always contemplating suicide,
I don’t know what he did and we won’t until
He leaves a surprise payment to somebody in his will.
Random Haiku #103
November 2, 2009
Make-up and big shoes,
A bucket of cold water;
Should I be laughing???
I’m Gonna Fall
November 1, 2009
A strange 3.5 mile race this afternoon, the first 2.5miles were in burning sun and the last mile was in a heavy shower. I struggled in the heat as I was expecting a cold run, but then when the rain fell I felt more comfortable and felt far more at ease.
I made it to the 1.75 mile mark with ease but hit “the wall” almost instantly there and walked for a little while before restarting and thought I might have had to stop again shortly later but the rain came and spurred me on.
Today’s run was powered by the albums “Send Away the Tigers” by Manic Street Preachers and “Nu-Clear Sounds” by Ash, it was sponsored by the letter S. S is for Sun and Soaked.
Spring
October 31, 2009
Spring blossoms
Decorate the trees,
Multicoloured Petals
Growing in the leaves.
Sun Shining
Burning bright,
Throuhg the branches
Streams of light.
Bright colours,
Whites and pinks,
Beautiful flowers
With brown and green links.
Petals falling
As the wind blows,
Coating the ground
Like flakes of snow.
Random Haiku #102
October 30, 2009
The sky looks angry;
Clouds pulling faces at me,
Taunting me with rain.
Random Haiku #101
October 29, 2009
Black enlarged pupils
Stare back at me vacantly
But nothing is wrong.
