It was pretty fun. It almost felt like were a functional family and not one in the verge of crumbling.
The Chalice Well, Glastonbury, England
Also known as ‘The Well of Avalon’.
Archaeological evidence suggests that the well has been in almost constant use for at least two thousand years. Water issues from the spring at a rate of 25,000 gallons per day and has never failed, even during drought. The water is believed to possess healing qualities.
The Well is often portrayed as a symbol of the female aspect of deity, with the male symbolised by Glastonbury Tor. As such, it is a popular destination for pilgrims in search of the divine feminine, including Pagans. The Well is however popular with all faiths and in 2001 became a World Peace Garden.
I want to go. Maybe this is what I need to be healed. Not just physically, but mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.
Does she want me out? I got approved for a place. But just because I haven’t actually seen it she doesn’t want me to put a deposit on it. Is that so bad? I really want this place. It is right in down town where I would love to live. If someone else snatches it I’ll be so pissed at her and myself for fucking listening to her.
God damn her.
everybodie’s like, I ain’t touching that post nu uh, not with a fifty fucking foot pole.
It’s okay. I understand, it is pretty morbid.
that fucking whore!
You don’t know how many times I have wished her dead. It’s almost like that song by Train. 50 ways to say goodbye. Not that I’m going to kill her. I know just saying that I did would make me a suspect in any movie.
I’m not going to kill her, the love of my wife … but if she died, lets just say I wouldn’t be as broken up as I would have previously.
I’m just saying.
Now I can look fora place and get out. My life as a person unencumbered by the constrains of a relationship albatross can begin.
So ready for this to be done.
If i ever talk about getting in a relationship again somebody needs to flog me with s sock filled with quarters.
So wee go out again to karaoke. Her first song, Your were meant for me, again. The song that reminds her of when she got her first apartment, and the guy that is now her “one that got away”. Wow, how about a bigger slap in the face your fucking cunt.
Just kill me already.
We were talking again (yeah one of those hated conversations that have paved the way the road of the demise of our relationship) and not only did I say things (unintentionally) that made her feel guilty, but also she repeated her reasons for out split …
since I tend to focus on a few parts of the problem. Sex issues, her unhappiness, her not wanting to feel like my nurse, I tend to forget the other (more damning to myself) reasons. My lack of ambition is essentially what it comes down to. I have a BA, that I have given up on. I went to school for web design and development (I throw development in there since that is the buzz word) and I have given up on it, I don’t know enough of some languages for someone to want to hire me in a full time gig, and I am tired of working freelance and having the project canceled part way through. Not to mention, I am not enough of a businessman to practice the good business sense to ask for a fare wage, with some upfront money. So that is something I have given up on. It comes down to things that I can control as being one of my failings that broke the camels back of our relationship. Not surprised that I always seem to forget that part of problem.
Anyone know somebody that needs a website created? I work cheap, but would like some upfront money so I can get at least a little pay.
I’m reading the new Stephen King book and one guy goes to a home improvement store and i flash back on her and i going to Lowes not too long ago planning our fountain.
Fucking Alysia, i hate you so much right now.
I’ll probably hate you a lot for a while.
— Robin Williams (via writingbox)