tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15255395722852088252024-02-20T12:35:07.172-08:00Eric's Blog Because Lie Says I Have ToOkay, This Blog is here because my Girlfriend Says I have to have a blog. ^.^ So, Here it is. I have a random mind and I am not afraid to go there. Well okay, I am afraid to go THERE, but I can talk about it without fear.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-67872427471130970292009-05-31T20:03:00.000-07:002009-05-31T20:14:51.925-07:00Well I have to say...Oops...<br /><br />Yeah, I made a huge boo-boo. Yeah SO, I MAY HAVE said somthin' negitave about Rob's Hair... and how it was... OUCH! SHE HIT ME!!! Anyway, he just, with the... and... Jesus, really? if any normal guy had hair like that and wore what Lie is proclaiming to be 'Bum Chic' all the time... he would not be as well recieved as Robert Mother-Fucking Pattinson. I rest my case.<br /><br /><br />Poor Kristen. Lie says that she probly would have threw the popcorn into someones lap or head. I thought most of the show was awkward... REALLY awkward... What the fuck was with White winged fairy man? What award did he give? REALLY? Slumdog... For serious.. I know everything is reved for the younger target but really? Really? That was a damn good movie. It lost to fucking High school Musical? MORE THAN ONCE?! I can't knock Twilight, because well I would enjoy living to see how awkward tomorrow will be. <br /><br />Tomorrow... Lie's Sis and Neice, and Neice's Daddy, are comming over. well Baby Daddy, kindof sort of, makes me edgy. A little. What with the Truth or Dare and with the kissing. AND comming in my window last night to talk to MY girl about his god damn girl. JESUS!! I thought that the after math of the 'Shower Incident' Was weird... This is gonna royally suck. <br /><br />Last thing... Take me on the Floor- The Veronica's... Totally annoying, then Lie sings it and it isn't AS annoying but after 5 days for hearing it no effing stop...Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-80958322004299520192009-05-20T19:12:00.000-07:002009-05-20T19:22:48.834-07:00Rocks and SocksSup? <br />I know right? Anyway, All I have heard about all frickin' week is Baby this and Baby that. Really.<br /><br />No, really the Baby is great. Sammy... or Ren if your Lie because she nicknames everything and it's monkey's uncle. There's Buger, and Dorkis, Baby girl, Hanny, Lime, Creek... and so many more. :) <br /><br />Today Lie went with her Sis and The baby, and Baby's daddy to the Baby's appointment. It went well, then she had din-din with his family. She came home and had a fucking panic attack. To many effing people. Seriously, I don't understand. She can Act on stage, she can sing to a shit load of people, she is a master manipulator, she can covince anyone of anything, she can Lie and Cheat and Steal, but she can find a trigger for an attack so easy. I know usually there is people pressing in, not backing off, and they are people she won't fight off, or won't manipulate in that way that cause this shit... It is sad...<br /><br />:) right-o. C U all L8R!Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-30475454792240661922009-05-10T20:37:00.000-07:002009-05-10T20:44:30.490-07:00Hey baby.:) Hey, So I have to stay with my sister for an extra 3 days. So I won't be able to be home until the 15th. ... I am SOO sorry. I love you My Lie!<br /><br />The Wedding Prep... It is CRAZY! There is so much to set up. The Wedding is on the 12th. :) I am so Happy for you Sadie! He is the perfect guy for you!<br /><br />To Lie: My baby! I totally understand the whole no sleep thing. I am so scared that if I go to sleep I will wake up to a call saying you were hurt. I understand that you want to go to Ohio alone. I Love you. So much more than you know. I promise not to hook up with any of the wedding party. Sadie says she is okay with you not being here. She understands. She says she loves you too, and if you hurt me she is going to kick your ass...Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-19195335928817429522009-05-01T19:53:00.000-07:002009-05-01T20:03:21.520-07:00All the Pretty Little Horses.Alright, as much as Lie's taste in music is awesome, sometimes I just want to listen to more than one mainstream song a day. She listens to mostly small indie music, and a few bigger bands, I know she followed some of the huge bands today from infancy. <br /><br />I swear, my ears are bleeding from the heave metal she had on in the van today. It was good, don't get me wrong, but her CD confused the hell out of me. First we'd have a soft song, then blaring bass, then some more softness, then some classical, then some random ass rock band from finland who I thought was awesome, then All the Pretty little horses was between a song called Screwing your MotherFucker and a random German song, she said it was by Apocoliptya(SP?) It was called Helden, She would say the words in English as the guy sang them in german, it was about Hero's. Then at the end of the CD She had her new personal Favorite song that she listens to ALL the time, Still Broken by Blue October. <br /><br />LUVS YA ALL GUYS! Thanks for all the awesome support lately from my friends, and Lie's Family, I don't know what or where I would be if I didn't have you guys. Actually I do, probably in a DIRT ROOM.... Which saddly Lie hunny you listen to too much. <br /><br />Peace > ERIC<br /><br /><em>[LIE: Sup PEOPLE? Sorry to intruid on E's post like this, but I didn't want to go through 10 minutes of crap to get to this. I Love you guys SOOOO SOOOO much! THANKS FOR EVERYTHING! I am tired loopy so Night-Night.]</em>Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-3879560588642056322009-04-28T12:39:00.000-07:002009-04-28T12:44:40.365-07:00Right-OShort post, basicly because I don't have anything to say. Read Lie's blog for stuff about the Shower, and some other shit we did. Feel icky, think i'm sick, Lie want't the laptop back. :) typeing random thoughts. Did you know that most mice are lactose intollerant? Yup. Lie just told me.<br /><br />I'm Sorry. <br /><br /><br /><em>[What the Fuck? What the hell is that? That is a splerge of not important thoughts you had as you typed.... I really want to call you an ASSHAT, but I think I'll save it for dinner and call My bro that instead]</em>Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-78575372085338043962009-04-23T20:14:00.000-07:002009-04-23T20:34:52.183-07:00Babe, Really? REALLY?All right. FIRST let me put this out there: I am not a virgin. Lie is not a virgin. Lie and I have NOT been together like that.<br /><br />Now that that is out of the way, on to my evening post.<br /><br />Lie's journals, she gave me the rest of them to read. I read most of the entrys now, and I can't stop reading some of the old ones. Like about the first day she met Mikkiey. Her first time, it was actually really sweet. >NO! Damn it Nate, STOP it isn't like porn< The entry of the day she met me she said is the most embarassing one for her to have me read. Not the ones about sex, or about anyother act like it. Not the ones where she confesses things she has done or feels bad for. Not her friends sex lives. NO, the day she met me, and the week after.<br /><br />MY side of how we met for the very first time.<br /><br />I was at the park, I had a split lip and I was watching my neighbor's daughter, who was Lie's little sister's age. Lie's sister knocked down the girl I was watching and they started crying so we both ran up to them and made sure they were okay. They were. They ran off to play after about 30 seconds of crying. Then we did the whole weird Hi I'm Eric and you Are? thing. She asked about my bruises, and I couldn't help but tell her the truth, and the one intsy lie I did tell she called me on right away. We talked for about 3 hours until the girls came up to the table we were sitting at and her sister asked if they could go home and eat. I didn't get her Number or anything and I really wished I had. So for the next week I would go and take my neighbor's kid to the park until she got home from work. A week later, I saw the van she drove pull into the parking lot. I was so excited to see her again. I got up and walked over to her after she unleaded 3 kids from the car. I was intimidated. She had her nephew, her little brother and her 3 younger sisters with her. One of her younger sisters has something called Cerebral Palsey. (or CP) She had gotten the 4 other kids out and had them standing in the saftey position aginst the side of the car. I walked over and her nephew who was almost 4 at the time said "Aunt Lie! Stranger!!! STRANGER!" I stopped and she turned then told the boy it was okay, that she knew me. I helped her unload her sisters wheel chair and her sister. She was taken aback by my kindness. I pushed the wheel chair while the other kids ran ahead. We talked like we'd known eachother FOREVER! I helped her with her CP sister on the equipment. That little girl is so brave. (Post tomorrow about CP) I got her Number that time and I also asked her out on a date. Then after our 10 minutes of slow CP sister onn the playground time, her sis needed a break, so Her sis Sat in the swings and Lie and I ran around with the 6 other kids we had with us. My neighbor came and collected her Daughter from my care, and I helped Lie round up her lot of children. :) Then we went on our first date two days later. A Saturday. She went to the park on Thursday's at the same time. :)Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-40380994556297841622009-04-23T12:22:00.000-07:002009-04-23T12:37:45.932-07:00The ER. The Coffee Pot. and The Broken Mug.:) <br /><br />Yesterday, me and a few of my buddies went out to have some 'guy time'<br />We had guy time where I listened to them subject women to utter icky-ness, as Lie would say.<br />Seriously, I couldn't believe some of the things they said. THEN I got rolled into being my buddies wing man. I suck at wingman shit. I do. Really a 4 year old would make a better wing man than me. ANYWAY, I played my role dutifully, then retreated to see if my bud was successful. To say the LEAST he failed. Then the ... lady, came over and asked me if I wanted to have a drink and talk. I said NO thank you. and returned to my guy time.... well my bud was pissed. I could have had a girl, and I didn't take the chance. ... Really? I mean if I wanted to be with a girl I wouldn't be out for my fill of 'guy time' correct?<br /><br />Lie watches this show called LOST. I don't mind it but really in 5 seasons I have more questions than answeres. I like JJ Abrams, but dude, Lie was ready to rip this guys head off when Sayid shot Little Ben. I don't understand the time travel thing. I don't know why Ben doesn't remember them in the Dharam Inititave. I do however have a LITTLE theroy, About the lists of people to abduct, Everyone they took, WASN'T in the DI.<br /><br />Why is little Charlotte on the island? What happened to Annie? Why doesn't Big Bed remember the plain guys in the DI? What the fuck does Charles Widmore want with the Island? Why is Eloise Hawking the lady who told Desmund he couldn't ask penny to marry Penny, and the lady that helps them get back to the island? Why did onnly some of them got to the 70's? Those and SOO many more. <br /><br />Bye-ByesLiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-56500375546653591452009-04-20T12:50:00.000-07:002009-04-20T13:16:34.026-07:00My prospective on dinner with the family.Before I tell you the Dinner story I am going to appologize. I am Truly Sorry.<br /><br />Alrighty. So yesterday April 20th, we were all going to have a family dinner night. It is a normal Sunday thing. Well Lie and I were going to go over to her brothers house, but those plans got canceled last minute. Like in the car ready to leave last minute. Why? No Idea.<br />One second I am buckeled into my seat, waiting for Lie to drive off, the next second, well lets not talk about step two, Step three was me getting the third degree from Lie's DAD because we were makeing out in the car. <br /><br />THE CONVERSATION( upon exiting the car.)<br /><br />Step Dad: 'What the hell do you think you are doing?!?!'<br />Me: 'Umm... makeing out?'<br />Lie: 'Seriously, are we doing this now? He sleeps in my room, lives in out house and your going to kill him for kissing me?'<br />Step Dad: 'Yes.'<br />Me: 'I'm sorry....<br />Step dad: 'Lie. House. NOW! You, office, Right the fuck now boy!'<br />Lie: 'Jesus, it's not like we haven't made out before! This is stupid! I mean really did you think that all we have done the forever we've been together is hold fucking hands?!'<br />My thoughts : Yes great babe, make him more mad. tell him about all the other times we made out, tell him about all of the other........(Head gets stuck in gutter)<br />Step Dad: *Face turns purple* "HOUSE!"<br />Lie: 'Yeah thats a grreat show, I really like the austrailian... he is hot, but ummm 13? she is hot too.<br /><br /><br />I think it was information over load for her step dad because he just told me to be careful. seriously? be careful? of what? Him? or like protection? <br /><br />So dinner was akward to say the least.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-619972779180382402009-04-12T15:40:00.000-07:002009-04-12T15:46:38.353-07:00Ya I know your innocence is long goneHAPPY EASTER FROM LIE AND ERIC!!!!<br /><br />We wish you a happy easter,<br />We wish you a happy easter<br />We wish you a happy easter,<br />And lots of good fun!<br />Good times we will bring<br />for you and your Fam<br />Good times you will have now,<br />On easter this day.<br /><br />Now get off your little ass and,<br />Take time to kiss your kids and<br />Sings songs of funness and of<br />Course we will LOVE you.<br /><br /><br />Sorry about that, I was just feeling HAPPY. <br /><br />I hope you enjoy your day as much as I have, Family and Friends is what today is about. Love and Bunny No-No's is what this day is about. So ignore the weird feelings you get when you realize that Bunnies do NOT lay eggs, and pretend the black and brown jelly beans don't bother you. JUST HAVE A GOOD TIME!Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-54572831535544123512009-04-11T20:49:00.000-07:002009-04-11T21:03:33.993-07:00I would want to take that from you. Your SpecialHAPPY EASTER! <br /><br /><br />Rockin' ! I offically live here now! lol.<br /><br />I am totally going to have a chic moment here sorry: WOOT! YES!<br /><br />Guy moment: Fuck yes I live with my girlfriend. Albeit with her parents, but hey who gives a flyig fuck right?<br /><br />Actually I give a flying fuck. I love her parents! I really don't want to piss them off, I mean Lie and I are still us. We are going to fight, We are going to 'Fly into a tizzy' everytime someone brings up something that should be left in the shadows. (*Chokeliechoke*) I mean seriously, asking me about How I felt about Edward leaving Bella in New Moon was not cool. Since I was with my friends. I did answer though, DUH. I just had to take about 20 hours of tourment from them. Then my buddy, Chris, said I had a 'peek-a-boo' pussy. I almost fell over laughing when I relized that was from WA. Really? Did he really? Hell yes he did. and did I bring it up to make fun of him for. You bet your sweet ass I did. My excuse for reading it is sound and secure, Lie was to loopey on her perscription to read herself. Excuse for reading the rest: Easy The Wrath of Lie. Love ya babe, don't hurt me.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-74144835808776207102009-04-10T20:45:00.000-07:002009-04-10T20:59:30.386-07:00... Seriously?Umm, yeah. So, today was day two of subjected tourture where I prove I am NOT an asshole to my girlfriends parents. All the while, feeling awkward because of the conversation that too place this morning at 6 oclock.<br /><br />Tomorrow is the day where I go and collect all my shit from my fathers house, and move it to Lie's house. Fun right? See I pretty much already live at Lie's. See I have clothes here, and other stuff you use or need everyday. I do not have anything beyond that here as of Friday April 10th. I am nervous, and freaking out. PLUS, what do I do with the nerd stuff I have? I mean, seriously my Lightsaber's (All 3 of them) from Best Buy, where do I put those? <br /><br />I got grounded. Never in my life have I ever been grounded before, It is weird. I am not allowed to leave my room, except to eat, and do my chores. It actually is awesome. <br /><br />BTW: did I mention I wasn't going to let Lie help me move anything tomorrow? She still has boo-boos on her ribbs, and god knows where else. It was almost 75 degrees in the house yesterday, and she was wareing a long sleved shirt, Long pants, a hoodie with the hood up and freaking knee high socks with tennis shoes ALL DAY! I know she is probly still bruised up but really? She had to be burning under all those clothes. I wore basketball shorts, and a colts jersey that I pulled out of Lie's brothers closet because Lie was doing laundry. I still feel weird when her mom folds my clothes, Her mom FOLDS my UNDERWARE! Why? To save room in my basket for other clothes. Seriously? folded or not they take up the same amount of space.<br /><br />Sorry for the little rant, I needed it.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-44348211023122863872009-04-08T09:36:00.000-07:002009-04-08T09:51:41.116-07:00Great day to you. <br /><br />Early this morning I was sleeping, then the house phone rang... and rang... and fucking rang. So I went downstairs to answer it and bitch at whom ever decided it was a good idea to call at 4:30. You don't call people at four thirty. It is just not done. I answered the phone half way through the first ring and was ready to give the person on the other end the third degree, when Lie answered my pissed off 'Hello?' I forgot she went to 'Sarah's house' I didn't even notice that she wasn't in the room... I am now officially the worst guy ever. Well anyway, I asked the standard 'What do you need?' and I was mildly annoyed I would have to drive this early. I went to go pick her up at Sarah's house, which is about 6 miles from her own. There was two fucking police cars in the driveway. The sheriff was in the front yard. Fun right? I walked up, and greeted the Police men. Because I am just nice that way. The Sheriff explained that a call to 911 about a burglar came from the house. Naturally, because trouble fucking follows Lie around. I walked to the door, and was met with the wonderful site of Creek sitting on the couch, feet on the coffee table. I looked around and Lie was sitting in the arm chair across from him. They seemed to be fighting- yeah babe I saw that.- I drove back home in silence. I just went back upstairs, and relized that I left the damn dog in the bedroom. It was throughly destroyed. Blankets, pillows, mattress, stuffed animals, everything. It sucked. We cleaned in silence. Then Lie asked "Don't you want to know?" and I replied "No. Your safe, your home, that is all that matters." and she cried. I noticed that her Moo-Moo wasn't in the room when she was crying and when I asked she cried harder. So, I will just leave it alone. But I think it is safe to assume that she gave it the Little Charrley.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-55802402676534711792009-04-06T11:50:00.000-07:002009-04-06T12:26:11.499-07:00Follow the rulesWell, I took Lie's computer. It was keeping her from resting. That is my excuse, She'll have my ass when she gets it back and reads this. ;)<br /><br />See, she has a LOW <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">temperature</span>. It was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ninety</span> fucking three! 93! Sunday! She Still wanted to go to that fuck practice for the play!! After listening to her yell at me for everything, she cried, and then went to sleep. This morning, her temp was still low. So, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">evoked</span> some rules. Nothing huge, just the usual 1Stay in bed and rest. 2Keep warm with blankets. 3 No <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">BAM</span> the Dog. Why no dog? Because he is huge, and he <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">smooshes</span> her. It is not conducive to relaxing and staying warm.<br />Then she got snappy and said "Why don't you just say no contact either?" So I said it. No Contact, with anyone. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Thats</span> how fucking stupid I am. I agreed, easily, to the dumbest rule in the history of illness. So, after <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">agonizing</span> over shit in our room, I decided I would go downstairs and talk with her Mom. Then I played with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Bam</span> the Dog, which made me feel shitty. I stayed downstairs till around noon, then I decided, she made the damn rule, she can enforce it. So I went upstairs and I sat for a while until about 2:30 when her brothers and sisters got home. I came back upstairs to find Miss Lie, sitting by the window, laptop in hand, blankets forgotten on the warm half of the room. It pissed me off to no end! It also made me think that if she broke my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ruleS</span> I should be able to break her rule, without feeling shitty. Well I can't.<br /><br />It has been quietly -and of course I mean yelled with excessive cursing- that she will go to theater tonight. Nice Huh? Well I don't understand why she is so... I mean... She is clumsy, she gets hurt on a daily basis. She gets sick so fucking easy. She is crazy in ways that can't be explained, and I know she is stressed out to the max. It is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">frustrating</span>. It is scary.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-9412588515134162972009-04-05T16:35:00.000-07:002009-04-05T16:44:39.541-07:00Bored as hell.Okay, note to self: Do not sleep on a couch with four big dogs at the same time ever again. <br /><br />It is Sunday. It has been a loooooooooong weekend. I actually took a nap today. Really. Lie went to sleep about a half hour ago. She didn't even try to watch Twilight, she just laid down and curled up into a ball and went to sleep. I think everything is finally catching up. I mean, this weekend was all about fun and games, playing with her sisters, and relaxing. All weekend Lie seemed on edge, ready to jump up and start beating the crap out of anyone who tried to fuck anything up. She slept in today, and she went to bed early. She had a low tempature most of today, and she looked like she has a head ache. I am glad she is sleeping, she usually doesn't sleep much.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-49680318799794585582009-04-04T11:15:00.000-07:002009-04-04T11:29:04.830-07:00I snuck read G&G (NEW angstgodess fanfic)Okay, Lie is playing a stupid singing game with her sisters. I borrowed the computer, she won't mind, I am still in the living room with them. I am announceing that I read Gypsies and Gemini's. The new Fanfic from the person who wrote Wide Awake. I had to sneak read. It was very hard to sneak read, with her being all of 10 feet away from me.<br /><br />I am gonna say, it is really good. I like the nickames, and I think this story has the potetial to be almost as good as Wide Awake.<br /><br />Umm, also, I am going to cave in and really READ Twilight. I know, I know. How could I not have read it yet with <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lies2me.blogspot.com">my girlfriend</a> being a Die Hard Twilight Fan? Reason, if I agnoloage Edward Cullen, and read about him, I have to hear her smugness about it. Not to mention listen to her say how perfect he is... It really make me feel great knowing she is in love with Edward. Kind of, not needed, and unloved. But I know she loves me, so the Cullens (NOT THE ACTORS PORTRYING THEM!) are excused from any wrathful thoughts. The actors who portray the Cullen guys, they need to umm, be less man pretty. I mean it, how are us normal guys supposed to compare to that shit? They are Man Pretty, I am confident enough to say thry are deffinatly better lookin' than me. But I have something they don't... I have LIE!Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-72149286291293061092009-04-03T14:33:00.000-07:002009-04-04T08:50:42.431-07:00Saturday. Home Alone? -ishIn Lie's house there are 9 people including myself. Her parents, then her two brothers and three sisters then her and I. There are 2 floor, 3 if you include the basement. Her room is upstairs, along with her bro who is almost 17. There is also a jack and jill bathroom connecting their, our, the bedrooms. Why did you need to know that, I have no Idea. You can also know that sounds from the living room and kitchen and garauge carry up to THE bedroom, but sound doesn't carry out of it. Not that I tested that out or anything. Not that I know how loud exactally something in her room has to be to hear in lets say, oh, her mom's room or the living room for example.<br /><br />Well right now there are 5 people in the house. 2 of her sisters (10 & 11) and her brother 16. ;)<br />They went to visit her aunt, and Lie said she would stay here and watch all of the dogs, and Her Mom thought it would be a good Idea to leave two of her sisters here. Which is probably a good idea, because we wouldn't want any spur of the moment decisions, or impulse dirven ones either.....Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-29698748174062726852009-04-02T19:35:00.000-07:002009-04-02T20:22:30.921-07:00Not descrubed Unicorns and Funny StorysOkay, Chapters 45 , 46, and 47 were very good chapters. I was annoyed that Edward took so damn long to figure out he needed to get his unhappy ass back to forks, so that he could be with his family. <br /><br />I am not having a very good day, It has been just one of the fucking days where you feel like shit, and are sore all over and pissy. Well that is me today. Lie seemed a little better today, she is totally embarrassed that I know about the journal. She is mortified that I know about who she did exactly what with. She hates for me to know about the lines she crossed with Creek, and Mikkiey (Whom I figured she had 'been' with that way.) and everything else, but she seems glad that I know and still want to hold her at night.<br /><p>She woke up screaming this morning in my arms, then buried her face in my chest, and umm, her scream got the attention of some of her family, okay ALL of her family. It was obviously a scared and hysterical shriek, so they all came a running into her bed room, with various weapons. And lucky me, I was flying an involuntary flag that I covered with the only thing I could because we didn't sleep with a blanket. I pulled Lie on my lap. It was uncomfortable, and I felt horrible for doing that to her, but I was pretty sure her Dad wouldn't have liked a flag flying anywhere near her so I hid it... :) Evil laughter. When I pulled her onto my lap she was still scream and trying breathe and her mom opened the door right at the angel so Lie was already partly covering me up, but I was going to have to pull her back against my chest to hide it from the people who would be flooding her room any moment. And at first she stared at me and started to pull away until she... ummm 'saw' -meaning felt me against her outer thigh. I almost panicked because I was only waring some thin as hell silky black boxers, and a white beater. She had on a black beater and really short really hot sleeping/jogging shorts.</p><p>After all was explained from my lap, and everybody filed back to their rooms she laughed at me. And then I had a dilemma, a big one. This was sort of the reason we went to my house, not to fuck but to, umm relieve some.... stress? and obviously that time was cut short because we got the my place on that disastrous day at midnight both really tired thinking we could make out and stuff all day today, well be couldn't do that because we left my place a few hours after we arrived. HAHAHA. Well her solution to the problem was a very... interesting one because she isusually so conscience of her family being in the house. Not today.</p><p>Anyway, thought you'd want to know that kind of funny awkward story! HAHAHA. Lie took her pain meds, and passed out curled up next to me. I am happy she is sleeping, and it seems like she isn't dreaming so, it is all good. I am blogging because I am bored. </p><p>Lie's boo-boos from my fucking 'father'. On her ribs, they are so bruised and swollen that the doc said the only way to be sure they heal proper that she should only do the minimum amount of activity. Her thighs are bruised in hand shapes, on the top, and sides. It is so disgusting, She is beautiful, but what he did to her was awful isn't even close to right, it was just vile and fucking wrong. Her arms are bruised like he grabbed and shook her, and her forearm looks like she tried to run and he jerked her backward hard. Her stomach looks like he hit her there to many times to count. He didn't hit hard enough to do internal damage, but enough to leave horrid bruises. Her bottom lip is split open, he has a mean cut down one arm, she has purple and blue patches taking over her neck area, she had a bloody nose this morning and now it is swollen, and purple, but not broken. She has a black eye, and scabby knuckles too. Her back and shoulders are almost soild purple and blue. She can barely move her arms and shoulders without searing pain. I know all that because she was trying to change into her PJ's, and couldn't get her hoodie off. She called my name looking really ashamed and made me promise not to freak out when I saw it.</p><p>I helped her strip down to her underware, bra, and camisole. Then I decided the shirt she picked out would be a bad Idea and helped her into one of my button up flannel shirts, and it's pair of huge on her matching pants, which left no clean PJ's for me. So she was like, just ware your boxers, I have seen it all anyway E, and Thank you, I love you.</p><p> </p><p>I feel so bad for her, I have less boo-boos than she does, but I got a pretty thoroughlist of my own, plus all the pain of hers. He beat her like that to hurt me more. It worked.</p>Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-5519525286505780402009-04-01T20:45:00.000-07:002009-04-01T21:14:59.127-07:00Please Never Leave Me."So unfair the greatest loves must always find sad endings, and in thereof become known as not great loves but tragedies." - Lie<br /><br />"Waiting for something, I know it is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">coming</span>. Waiting for something, I don't know what though. Waiting for something, someone is always waiting for something." - Lie<br /><br />I got a pretty good look into my babies mind tonight. It felt like she was telling me the story of Romeo and Juliet. Only with different characters, and Juliet doesn't die to stay with Romeo in the end. It felt like a soap opera, when the identity of some one's dad is really revealed. It felt like I relived the hour I spent locked in the bathroom. It felt like hell, and then at the end there was really something she felt was happy to have. <br /><br />I learned why she is the way she is. I learned exactly why she deals with my 'father' the way she does. I learned everything the person she called her Everything, did and said and exactly, with excruciating detail, because she remembered it that way. I learned to what extent she loves her friends, and if the line she so clearly draws with them was crossed before it was there. I learned this because an hour and a half ago, I was handed a memory card. It had her journals for everyday of her life for the past five years. She would skip <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">somedays</span>, and write pages and pages other days. The newest entry's were a list of dates. Every significant thing that had happened in those years. <br /><br />It was amazing, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">appalling</span> all at once. She told me that she kept a journal to get out all of the demons and angels in her head. She sat with me, while I read aloud every entry for the dates on the first page. Sometimes she would tell me more, sometimes she would just listen. It was a lot of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">entry's</span>. I needed to post this because she fell asleep right before I read about the night <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Mikkiey</span> died. That was a little less than a year ago. I covered three years of significant events in an hour and a half. The only <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">entry's</span> I will read are the ones on the page that at the top says "What I always wanted to share with you, but couldn't bare to watch you learn. My love forgive me for what you will learn, please never leave me. Because I don't think I would last long..."<br /><br />To Lie, MY Everything, although I will never replace yours. I promise to never leave you. I understand the importance of the blog now. I love you.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-73217348841868909352009-04-01T17:12:00.000-07:002009-04-01T18:07:49.963-07:00What utter crap. This morningAlright! This should be fun, because Lie is NOT going to take her pain pills, and I am going in-fucking-sane. I still have no idea what happened, or what the hell is going on in her head. I never knew what was going on in her head, but she would always talk to me about it. I mean, really I think the three year old might need to come over to see her and tell me what the fuck is going on. I can't believe it but I am serious about that, I mean it isn't like a three year old can tell me what happened but he can at the very least make her smile.<br /><br />I have no idea what he did to her, other than the bruises I saw at Creeks on her uncasted arm. I also know that he did do any thing other than hit her. She went to take a shower, and I got panicie. Creek, probably needing to know the same thing, followed her to the bathroom, which I on any other day would get mad at him for, but not today, because I knew he would ask her the one thing I needed to know the most. When he walked back to the living room he looked at me and shook his head no to my silent question. Just to make it clear he also said "He didn't". After the shower, she pasted a fake ass smile on her face before she came out in the living room and then cuddled into my arms.<br /><br />The rest of today has dragged on, almost mockingly. I know it is not good for her to bottle all that up. I know she was scared, I know she is hurt, I don't think she broke anything, but I know she re-injured her already hurt Ribs. I know she has bruises on her arm, her stomache, her back, and her legs, which, I know, is pretty much all of her. I know she needs to talk about this, and I can't get her to. I need her to talk to me.<br /><br />The police have taken my 'father' into coustody, big duh. I know they want to know everything, but I can't tell them everything. And Lie won't talk about it. So he has one huge ass problem on his hands. A jury not likeing that he beats his kids because all of the dropped charges will be exibit fucking A. and then there is the absolutly heartbreaking testomony of my youngest sister who will absolutly melt their hearts.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-34191803501262038492009-04-01T13:04:00.000-07:002009-04-01T13:33:46.243-07:00Happy Fucking April FoolsYea, so Happy April Fools Day. I don't have anymore holiday spirit than that. I had a bad morning- <span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Edit by Lie: First he typed 'hard morning' but It did not look appropriate, so I made him change it.- </em></span><span style="color:#000000;">Anyway, no one is pulling any pranks because of the tense atmosphere Lie and I brought... well Home. I really feel bad for cramping everyone elses fun, but I can't help but sulk around, and I know when Lie reads todays post she is gonna freak out. I don't think I could take any pranks, no matter how funny they were or what they are. Even the ever funny 'Fart Machine' could not make me smile earlier. It just sucks to have to bottle everything up, and lie through my teeth to everyone around me. I mean Lie keeps telling me she is fine but if I step out of her sight, she almost freaks out. I pretty much just held her all day since this morning at Creeks house. And boy do I owe him. Thanks dude. Her mom won't ask any questions, and her step dad looks like he is going to have a brain aneurysm because he is trying to figure it out. </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Lie won't say anything about it, as soon as we got home she was up the stairs and changing into a hoodie and jeans. She was covering up her arm. I didn't follow her until she opened the door to tell me to come up, I thought she would talk to me, but she won't say anything. I filed a 'complaint' with the police, who wont do a god damned thing either. I really hate to say it but: I am scared, I am scared for you, and me and fucking everything. Please just talk to me!</span><br /><br />I think the only thing that I enjoyed today was watching Lie play with Charrley -Creeks little boy. I got little Charrley to call Lie My Girl. It is really cute. He is so smart, he saw right through our fakeness as soon as he walked in the living room, and he is only three! I was a little jealous, I wished I could read people like he can, it like Lie sits and teaches him this stuff that is so normal for her.<br /><br />I bet Creek will cave in and read the story. After the 'interesting' post on Lie's blog about her Bro, and the awesomely awkward moments. Also, I totally Fucking feel for Edward. And I almost despise Esme's decisions. After Carlisle's chapter I was sort of okay with him.... Does it make me less manly to admit all those things?<br /><br /><em>Edit by Lie: See how he left Bella out? I don't know if it makes me angry or happy.</em>Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-92175246939250526022009-03-29T20:39:00.000-07:002009-03-29T20:40:58.942-07:00ForgotAlso, lots of easter candy.<br /><br />Question: How does the Easter BUNNY give you EGGS? and What are the Jelly Beans? Are they bunny no-no's?Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-37971656653383672922009-03-29T20:28:00.000-07:002009-03-29T20:39:31.183-07:00Munchies Much?Okay, I am trying REALLY hard not to refer to Lie as <em>my girl </em>but that is what she is... Anyway, I am still reading outloud to her, and every so often she decides she is hungry. She is NEVER hungry... EVER, it is a medical head thing, I don't know. Anyway, I keep going downnstairs, and getting her what ever junk food she wanted, Everytime I pass her Mom... Every time he Mom give me this really proud look almost saying "Yup, that's right take care of my baby. She LURVS you, and you would do anything for her and everyone knows it. Your Whipped boy.... Completely and totally WHIPPED!" Anyway, she has eatin' Chips, French fries, a hamburger, fish sitcks, beef jerky, corn chips, chocolate chip cookies, and little beddie marshmallow thingy's. She is in major munchie mode. I like to watch her eat it is cute.<br /><br />Cathie, Lie has A Child Called It around here somewhere. I know she has read all the David Pelzer books, she reads anything she can get her hands on, but when I find it I think I will give it a go, trying to read it. Or Lie could read it to me.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-25931451260170394932009-03-29T19:11:00.001-07:002009-03-29T19:18:39.048-07:00She is eating, she told me to post.Okay, I will say this, I have NOT read Twilight. I watched the movie. MANY times. It isn't bad. Now, while I was reading blogs to Lie we stumbeled across a Fan Fiction called Wide Awake. I have to say, I like it. It is well written, and well frankly is just rocks. It rock Lie's Sox she is saying. <br />I feel bad, because usually she reads to me, I mean I am reading her this story, then all the sudden I see in her face the urge to make out... Well let me just clarify, I AM A GUY! When my Lie wants to make out I am there, totally. BUT, I go for the kiss and sometimes she yells at me to keep reading. Sometimes she doesn't. I say, Women are confusing. <br /><br />If you are a Twilight Fan, or if you are a fan of Romance novels, you should Check out <a href="http://angstgoddess003.livejournal.com/tag/wide+awake">Wide Awake.</a> That's the best link I got for you...<br /><br />You know what else sucks? Lie is going to be either hung over, or strung out tomorrow. I will probably end up reading something else to her, maybe she'll get some sleep.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-28488651697685062992009-03-29T14:29:00.000-07:002009-03-29T14:31:18.508-07:00She still needs freaking TWILIGHT!So, she got bored coloring. Now I am surfing around a bunch of twilight blogs and websites reading to her. How much fun! Good thing her eyes are to blurry to read this right now.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1525539572285208825.post-32202181305495196202009-03-29T13:52:00.000-07:002009-03-29T14:09:47.171-07:00Yeah, sure, whatever.So today, Lie didn't do anything dangerous except, oh yeah, get in a fist fight with her friend Creek.<br />I found out by phone, in the middle of the lake, chillaxin' with her brother and then Creek calls me and says: "Eric? Lie had an... 'accident' We are at the hospital. She is fine, but she is gonna be doped up, a little. I will explain when you get here." Yea, that is all he said. My head freaking almost exploded, she was going to play practice, then was comming home. NOPE She decided to go see Charrley... GRRRRR.<br /><br />Yup. I wasn't there, I couldn't stop her, or him. I might not have stopped her, he did deserve some sort of pushing around, but I would never in a million years think she would be in danger of someone hitting her while she was with him, and his band of merry men. Well I was wrong, apparently, when you attack 'the boss' 'the bosses' merry band of minions think it is okay to kick your ass. Yes, in most situations protecting the source of your income is important, but Lie wouldn't have hurt him that bad, yea she can fight well, but he is her friend it would have been a punch to the gut and maybe a kidney shot, and thats all. BUT OH NO! I guess the guys grabbed her and she started an all out minion-men brawl. Some torn between hitting a girl and others hitting the girl and some protecting the girl. Needless to say, she is OKAY. Physically anyway; Mentally I think she lost a few marbles a long time ago. She is 'happy juiced' out right now, because she cracked 4 ribs, and the broke two of her knuckels. She had a mild concussion, and bruises freaking everywhere. I think that she needs to live in a freaking bubble. A Foam room or something...<br />Peace > for everyone but me, because I am takin' care of my baby because she gots boo-boos, and she wan't to pretend she is fine... Really with the amount of Morphine they gave her you'd think she was pass out, but NOOOOOOOOOOO! I have an 5 year old in an 18 year old's body, and she keeps trying to unbutton my pants. Any other time, any other day, HELL YES I would let her undo my pants, but NOT because she is high as a fucking kite. and apparently she LUUUURVS MEEEEEEEEE SOOOOOOOO MUCH! And she wants to Mary me, does that offer still stand when she sobers up? I don't think I am ready for marraige, I will get her a promise ring if she wants.Liehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724866951735549131noreply@blogger.com1