Friday, April 21, 2006

"God. Look at that body. I cant believe you did that. Hell, if he wasnt my student, I would do him too!" hahaha funny shit. And no, this one was not in reference to Bobby. This is in reference to Mr. Discretion. Ah, good good times.

So did I mention that I talked to my Dad. He got out of his truck to talk to a trooper while his vehicle was still in gear. The cop yells "Your truck is in gear!" so Daddy goes running after it and jumps in. The cop car's video was on and captured it on tape. funny stuff.

Miss Lucy Pearson died this week. She was a really nice, sweet lady and she had a touch life.

:) Today was a good day. :)

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posted by Ashlyn @ 4:00 PM 0 comments

Man - it is raining again. I love to sleep when it is all rainy and nasty.

I remember when I was a kid and we lived in Pooler.... it woudl rain in the afternoon while the sun was still shining, so I would sit by the sliding glass door in the den and watch the rain hit the concrete patio and the green grass. The ground was so ahrd there that water would pool up on the grass for days. Random memory - St.Patty's day as a kid. My mom worked as a nurse and wore the white uniforms.. she came home and brought us the shamrock shake the year McDonalds came out with it. Odd to remember that specifically.

So eventhough the weather sucks, I am in a good mood. Hope everyone else is.

posted by Ashlyn @ 6:38 AM 0 comments

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

So.. my battery was dead and a certain individual came and gave me a jump.

So he happened to see my arms and he goes "good god! What happened to your arms? Did you get caught in a sex swing?!!??" It was HILLARIOUS.

actually, no I didnt get caught... I am usually coated in petroleum jelly before I ever enter a sex swing.. I can usually maneuver my way right out.... just pull your knees in and lean back. JK. ;)

So, here is the deal. Last night I couldnt sleep... and when I cant sleep... I have to do something to make me sleep because I was so pissed at myself for not being able to go to sleep... I ended up with a knot in my stomach. So I went and smoked and no help. Then I knew that the only thing short of a nice bit of pot that would get me to sleep would be NyQuil - and since I am out, I did the only logical thing... I cut my arms. 12 on the left 5 on the right. I know, I know, I am like a bad afterschool movie. I know I know I know... I am too old for this....but it works so damn well.... the only thing is that it feels so damn good you can hardly stop... not that I am ole Edward Scissorhands or anything... but I gave myself 4 more on each arm this morning.... perhaps because I was fucking stressed about the locksmith/dead battery??? or maybe I was inspired by the old Lizzie Bordon song. Who knows.... at any rate, I have to stop because it is so damn unattractive. :) ahhhh.... I dunno weird frame of mind right now... to say the least.

posted by Ashlyn @ 3:30 PM 0 comments

I am cracking up reading the wall... some of the most random comments are on that wall. Here are a few:

"So when am I fucking Trevor?" "Umm... his name is TRAVIS..."
"He was a good samaritan for Gods sake!"
"you know, something EXOTIC"
"OMG Ashlyn! You have a testimonial!"
"Near death experiences give me a lisp"
"I see dick, I grab it". "That explains why we keep getting kicked out of this place each week"
"Julie is devoted to the dick"
Ahhh, good times.

I was talking to my friend Crystal on the phone today... laughing about the old days... riding around in the Cavalier.... smoking, each with a beer in our hands, driving the back roads to get home after leaving a field party, listening to Nelly as loud as we could stand. Ah, those were the good ole days.
"The best thing I ever learned in college is that Indians really dont go 'wah, wah, wah, wah, wah'" - Crystal doing that thing with the hand over the mouth... classic Indian yodel... feathers not dots.

I miss the old days.. the old crew. I miss making coolers too... how great did the Sig Tau one turn out for Mark? :)

I love myspace. You always get bulletins for surveys and random shit. I love the ones that ask about your favorite memories.... That is a hard one. Back to the days before our friends died? back before I lost my mom? college? high school? sorority? field parties? Hampton? Barnwell? Columbia? Jack? good times with James? Rick Wilder!? Tennessee? Jason and the tattoos? If I could rewind... where would I stop the clock? I really dont know. I like the person I am now... I just wish the environment contained a few more elements of the past - a few more people.

So, last night I couldnt sleep... which means that today, my arms look like shit. but oh well, my own fault. But I slept like a baby the other night. :) yummy

I locked my keys in my car - again. Locksmith was super nice. :)

Here is to hoping that this week rocks.

posted by Ashlyn @ 8:40 AM 1 comments

Monday, April 17, 2006

So last night ended up VERY nice. I was outside talking to Jodi on the phone rehashing the latest asshole drama that I have been going through.... when i have another call coming through. It was Bobby smoking a blunt in his truck. Needless to say, I joined him. Damn, that kid has tas a the best weed. I laughed forever at Married with Children... which is funny anyway.. but stoned, it is HILLARIOUS and then I slept like a damn log... I mean... it is just such a nice high. :) Ahh, I really needed that. lol. So, we are baking chocolate chip cookies today and as a token of appreciation, I am going to take him some. So nice to hook someone up when they need it. "just being neighborly" lol.

Anyway... today was a day like all days - we laughed as we had a near death experience.... near death experiences always give me a lisp.... if we were actually hit, i would have had a full blown speech impediment... and if we had died, well, I would have been speechless! :)

Julie beat me at the ford Ranger game today.... she saw THE BONUS VEHICLE lol. Nice.

Julie is too damn funny. She told me that I am a four year old... like I am Josalyn's sister. She said, "As soon as I leave the room, you are no longer an adult". I think that is an accurate representation of events. SO, I am a BAD four year old... if I am a 4 year old, I am a slutty, drunken, high four year old. nice!

Also - the kids at Walmart... you know on the posters - missing kids. There was a pic of the child as an infant when she was abducted and then how she would look now 19 years later... OK, i think that is a bit of a stretch. :) As Julie said, "she has already been hit by a car and raped three times by the time she turned 19 - there is no way to know what she looks like". I guess the sketch artist was working from a best case scenario.

I played online and there is a website that tells you what your blog is worth - mine is worth almost 550. bucks. Man, if I could cash that in.... :)

posted by Ashlyn @ 2:21 PM 0 comments

Sunday, April 16, 2006

I think that we are all glutton for punishment. We like to involve ourselves in drama that we know is just going to end badly. For Julie, it is Geoff. For me, looking back - it is a wealth of realtionships. Why do we do this? Why allow ourselves to be treated in a way that is less than what we deserve? Why stick with assholes and selfish jerks? Is that truly what we are attracted to or is it something else?

For me, I know I am guilty of this, but I see past the flaws and look for the good in people. And there he stands, an amazing person - truly extraodrinary, but those characteristics are locked in behind the asshole facade. And where does that asshole facade arise from? Could it be issues with parents? rebellion? age? who knows.... I have seen it from the 21 year old to the 30 year old and it is always the same. For whatever endearing reason, there is a ass. A bonafide asshole.

Years ago, I thought I had kicked the asshole thing to the curb. And I think that for a while, I did. I have been with some very nice guys .... but things come full circle. Eventually, you will stumble across another asshole and at that point you must evaluate if this is what you really want? someone with absolutely no consideration for you? Someone who can easily forget that you exist? someone who is far too invested in his own agenda?

True, the asshole may possess those qualities. Sure, he may dick you around. But what is it that keeps you going back for more? glutton for punishment? great and I do mean GREAT sex? do you just see past that exterior and recall only the wonderful things about him? Is that it? Who knows... there may never be a real answer to that question....

But I do know this.... I was talking to a former asshole... the first in a line of many... the other day and I told him the truth - sure, we may be attracted to assholes, but that never lasts. It is always the nice guys that win out in the end. ALWAYS. And for the life of me, I hope that is true.

posted by Ashlyn @ 1:22 PM 0 comments