Flight - Fright or Freeze?

You know the fight, flight or freeze reflex? When a human being is in a stress type situation (being scared to death by something), it will usually make the decision to either fight, flight or freeze almost reflexively.  Yeah keep that in mind ^_~.  When I was a teenager I had a lot of up close and personal moments with nature.  Let's face it, I'm clumsy as hell and I have a nose for utter chaos. 

When I was 16 we went to Andros.  Brilliant idea came up around midnight let's take a walk at night thru the bush, it will tired us put enough to fall asleep.  So at midnight, off we went.  At this point I should add that earlier on in the day some family members had stopped by to visit.  They proceeded to try and frighten us half to death with stories of ghosts and chickcharnies!  We brushed it off.  So there we are 5 miles away from the hotel in the dead of night, and headed back when I hear a rustling in the bushes.  Flight - Fright or Freeze? You know the saying bush crack man gone?  How can I describe this best ... My friends had a white people moment.  You know in the horror movies when white folks always seem to have to take a really long look at what's coming, and feel the need to get closer to the coming danger too?  Ok, well they thought I was still standing there!  There was a dust outline where my friend Kyle and I would have been.  I turned tail and skittered 5 miles back to the hotel like a frightened rabbit!  And Kyle was way ahead of me.  He was for like a whole minute until he fell flat on his face that is!  Yes I did laugh.  I was laughing like a hyena!  No I did not stop moving.  No I did not look back!  I hit the room door at top speed, and proceeded to drive into my bed.  I overshot the bed and got the wall instead!  Karma ... tis a bitch! My friend Kyle was close on my heels.  Apparently he had bounced up like nothing had happened and proceeded to start running again, and he managed to trip yet again right at the door and went sprawling halfway in and out the doorway.  The moral of this?  Don't fall down in front of frightened people they will use you as a rug.  The other 4 came trumpeting in as he was about to get up, stepping all over him!  First night there, first aid needed.

A few days later, we decided to go fishing.  The waters in Andros are really great to go fishing in.  Bone fishing that is.  So the guys were bone fishing.  Because really they kept telling me to shush I'm scaring the fish every time I ask where the hell are these see-thru fish.  So I got bored, and decided to jump out the boat and swim not even 40 steps to this little island nearby with the prettiest pink sand.  I jump out the boat, and I'm thinking I'll eat lunch over there.  Thank God I look where I am jumping ... well I should hope everyone looks before they leap, but I couldn't stop the momentum ... I was pushed from behind and I continued falling forward ... right onto a shark!  Flight or Fright?  Freeze is not even in this equation!  I was frightened into flight.  I was so scared I literally flew to get to that island.  Meanwhile the poor shark I scared it so bad it took off like a shot.  I know it must have been like "What the hell?!"  And my lovely friends, instead of wondering if I was okay, they were screaming from laughter in the boat!  If you heard them tell it, I had assaulted said shark when I fell, and walked on water like Jesus!

No it wasn't enough, yes I had been scared to death twice.  But you know third time is the charm!  Next day we were on the boat again.  In the nice turquoise ocean waters.  No fishing this time, just BSing around.  So we all decided to cannonball off the boat at the same time ... naked.  Who's idea was this even?  When you are young, you have utterly brilliant ideas.  One problem ... we didn't see the sting ray swimming along, and of course he isn't expecting 6 naked people to come hurtling from above!  Flight or Fright?  Poor thing, he was frightened, we were frightened ... it was like everyone and everything froze!  I think Mr. Stingray took a look at us blinked and was like ... "Those are the ugliest sea creatures I have ever seen!"  I think he even laughed at us because we took off before he did!  We stayed out the water for the rest of the trip.

As you can tell I've lived thru our dumb ideas and adventures to tell the tales. But you would think after these 3 encounters I would just stay indoors and read.  And I did but the story of me, my 6th sense, my cousin and the land crabs is for another time.

Are you practising bitchassness with the person you like?

What is bitchassness?   It is total shitty  attitude and actions towards others through words, facial expressions, and/or status messages. It's a terrible terrible new disease sweeping the continents as we speak!  No one is immune, we've all had a case, some far worse than others (especially some of you boys!)  I'm writing this one because of a certain level of over the top bitchassness my friends and I have been experiencing a whole lot as of late.  I will even admit I did some of this miss myself!!  Before I begin I just want to say that no one was harmed in the making of these rules.  Some feelings might get hurt tho and for that .... just suck it up LOL! 

Symptoms of general bitchassness applying to both sexes:

• Whining or throwing pussy little pussy fits
• Claiming "hurt feelings" when you are called out on your bullshit
• Thinking your better than other people
• Not speaking your true feelings
• Just being a twat/utter douche in general

• Rule 1:  Static cling - It's not cute to be clingy.  You are not a sock and she/he is not a shirt!  Let gooooooooooooooo.  You had a life before she/he came along.  You should have a life while you are with them.  You were not born attached at the ass.  Go out and have fun with your friends... a lil time out every so often.  If you keep acting like this you will be alone.

• Rule 2:  Insecurity - If she/he didn't like you she/he would not be talking to you.  For the sake of all sanity in the free world get over it.  I know it's easier said than done but let me reiterate, they would be talking to you if he didn't like you!  Don't keep pulling the: "is there another woman is that why you aren't talking to me" card or the out of the blue "what's his name, the man you are leaving me for card"  Your significant other will have your ass committed and collect the $70 dollars for turning you in!

• Rule 3:  Trust Issues - Not every man is alike.  This right here should be easy enough to understand right?  Then why is it so hard to get thru your thick war paint laden skulls??  He is not your past.  He is your present, he hasn't done a thing to hurt you, so why is it so hard to give him a chance?  Relaxxxxxxxxxxxxx sister gurl.

• Rule 4:  Controlling - This takes me right back to having a life before he met you.  Relax. There's that word again.  Deep breaths.  You are not his momma.  And boy's you don't look like my poppa!  Do NOT attempt to tell him/her what to do.  It's so not kosher.  If they wanted to date a nag .. they'd hook up with a horse.  And the more you pick at your lover, the more militant they get.  Till you have a full force revolution going on, and you don't want that!

• Rule 5: Being Downright Rude - Now this right here I witnessed first hand.  It makes you look like an ass ... hence the bitchassness!  Cursing at her/him, calling them names (Soooooo sorry Pikachu I called you big dummy head ... ya big dummy head XD)  and just being nasty to them because you feel you are the omnipotent, omniscience boy/girlfriend won't fly.  As a matter of fact you look like an omnipotent bag of shit!  And if you keep doing it you will find a footprint across the seat of your pants from where your lover kick you out of their life.

• Rule 6:  They are not your ex!  Do I need to explain this one?  Don't give me that look.  Don't even try to tell me that in your past... I will slap the taste out of your mouth!  Possibly even slap you right back to your ancestors for this one.  Did that slap clear your head?  You broke up with your ex right?  So why in thee hell are you comparing your current love to your ex when it's not warranted at all?

Do you feel silly yet?  Have you found yourself doing this non stop?  Take a step back.  Take a break.  Breathe deep.  Count to 10 (does that really work?)  Woooosa it if needs be.  I'd hate for all this baggage right here to cause you to lose what could possibly be a really really great person, that you can love honor and cherish ... while they will love, honor, cherish and rock your world for the rest of your life! 

Doctors discover way to tell a man’s penis size...in Korea >_>

A group of Korean researchers has produced what may be a more reliable guide to figure out penis size: the ratio of the length of his index finger to that of his ring finger. The lower that ratio, the longer the penis may be, the researchers wrote Monday in the Asian Journal of Andrology.

"Dr. Tae Beom Kim, a urologist at Gachon University in Incheon, Korea, and his colleagues studied 144 men over the age of 20 who were undergoing urological surgery for conditions that do not affect the length of the penis. One member of the team carefully measured the lengths of the index and ring fingers on the subject’s right hand before surgery — left hands are thought to be more variable. A second team member then measured penis length immediately after the subject had been anesthetized. The length was measured both when the penis was flaccid and when it had been stretched as much as possible. Stretched length is thought to correlate to erect length, the team wrote. The team found that, in general, the lower the ratio of the lengths of the two fingers, the longer the stretched length of the penis."

Alrighty then. The dack has several fixes thanks to medical science to ... make it larger, help a man last longer in bed, increase the sensation, decrease sensation, they have cloned penises on the back of mice and the like. And yet, no real cures for womanly problems? And aren't Asians stereotyped enough that they had to be doing this? 

On a different note tho I'm bored so I'm gonna go measure some fingers >_>

Deuces

     Just a little something I've been thinking about for a few days.  Sometimes when you really like someone, it's best to let them go.  Even though scientists say that feelings are something psychological and all in the mind,   when you are in love/like with someone your heart feels like it could burst with happiness, and then again when you have decided to let go of that someone your heart feels like it's been shattered into a million pieces. 
     It's just a shitty feeling that's for sure.  It's something you try to avoid but sometimes for your own good it's best to let go.  Why is it good?  Because you could be getting rid of an unhealthy relationship.  You could have been the one always giving and the person you were with was the one always taking and demanding you to do things that you've never done before, and then getting mad with you because you were scared to do it.  Sometimes you have to let go because of some sort of cultural/race differences, and it's not because you could not deal with it.  You were happy with the person because you saw them as a human being, you didn't like them because of their body or the colour of their skin.  Sometimes you have to let go because even tho you like the person both sides of your families don't agree with your choice of person.  Sometimes you have to let go because someone is assified enough to listen to their friends instead of following their heart. Or maybe at the end of it all you feel like you were being used by someone who has never had one honest feeling for another human being in their entire lifetime. 
     In the end of all the drama and the heart ache it's easier to just walk away and say....."It was fun while it lasted.....really....deuces!"

The shoe...I remembered it OMG!!

  Forget teen years of practicing ass.  My dearest mother reminded me I have been doing embarrassing crap since I was 5!! Got to love parents!  The Royal Wedding and America's Funniest made her think about it and she wished she had a video camera to have taped it.....yes I gave my mother serious side eye.  No just no!  
   We'd flown to Miami (yuck) because my dad wanted to go buy a sports something another lol, and I remember I was wearing a white dress and mary janes....you know me and light colors just mean impending doom, and a dress too merciful heavens, brimstone was raining down.
  Yup there I was out side the Omni Hotel of Biscayne Bay doing my thing...swinging my foot back and forth.  Just shooting the breeze and it happened! My shoe was gone!! What the hell.  Now how could I tell my always calm mother and Godzilla over there who starts to breath fire when travel is involved that I lost my shoe somewhere?  Easy don't say jack!?! 
  Unfortunately that didn't last very long if memory serves me right I'd say oh about 4 minutes.  My mom looked down and was like what the hell and of course, Godzuki started laying a smackdown to the city.  If my father knew I said that I'd be roasted alive.  A much better way of putting it is he started looking under the taxi, in the taxi but never off in the distance....oh say at a wedding in the distance lol.
  Yes my shoe had gone flying over way over there and had hit the bride in the head when the rice was being thrown -_- and the groom thought it was funny as hell.  Poor me!  Wait I should be saying poor bride!  Hey lady it was 16 years ago but I'm really really sorry my mary jane smacked you side your head,  I'm also really sorry the groom laughed, I hope you hit him with a shoe later that day.  Oh geeze I laughed at this memory I'm going straight to west hell at the front of the bus.  When the groom returned my shoe...yeah he came over to return it (I wish he'd just have kept the damn thing!), he told me to go into soceer and that I was just too cute for words with my wide eyed innocent look.  I'd better have been wide eyed and innocent Godzuki was giving me murderous side eye. 
  You know the ass that I have practiced I cannot get mad at my kids, if I have kids in the future.  I did way too much bull to say a thing lol, way way too much!

A serious talk about like and love.

Okay children, let me be serious here for a moment.  I want to talk about love and all the mess that comes with falling in love with someone.  And for once something I say won't be aimed at anyone in particular.
Like.  Look, liking someone is easy.  End of story.  Girls if you like a guy let him know.  That's it.  It's not going to kill you.  Plus all he can say is yes or no or what?? And look at you like you fell from mars. 
Do not think that because you like him you own him.  YOU DO NOT OWN THE MAN!!  Bad habit.  We women are really territorial creatures that will eat a man's head off like a praying mantis if she even dreams he is talking to another woman.  So he better not be! j/k j/k!!  Don't sit there being all shocked, it's true and the women that read this and I know y'all do read this lol, know deep within we get kinda bipolar about men (some of us are more up front about our craziness than others.)
For me this includes my male best friends.  Yeah y'all know who I mean.  Nii Nii, Arekks, Maggie, Fer-fer, no.......... not you Apple if a woman would run off with you I'd be so freaken happy I will pay her ass millions! Ahem anywayz, I don't mind them finding girlfriends.  Just don't break their hearts girls because yeah it won't be pretty.  Actually I'm doing cartwheels that they attached themselves....well most of them.  I'm not ready to give up Arekks just yet to any girls... so yeah the rest sure its about time.  My partner in every crime I have committed ever ever hell nawl!  No I lie.  If there was a girl for him that would/could lead his 6'4 self around by the nose, I say girl he's yours!!
Wait wait where was I.  Territorial women and the bad habits we do once we realize we like the guy.  Look I'm not saying being jealous is bad, because having some sort of jealous feeling for the guy is healthy.  But for Cripe's sake women DO NOT and I repeat DO NOT go postal because you saw him on-line and he didn't say hello to you.  Trust me he will get around to saying hi and if he doesn't take a damn lithium pill for shit's sake.  The next time you two communicate he will say hello or dammit go say hello to him sheesh.  Don't pounce on him for no reason.  Don't over react and start cursing like a sailor either.  There's no point to it, and its completely unnecessary.  Really if I find myself talking to the guy alot I worry because I wonder am I getting up his ass?  And then I dial it back a bit. Don't get me wrong I'm not running away at all. I'm just slowing myself down a bit because I need to think.   Hey I like you eventually I wanna see you naked.  I mean eventually I want your smile to belong to me....this just isn't coming out right at all.  Plus with the work that I do, I am easily stressed and then I turn into a fire breathing dragon, and I can't have him up my ass at that point because I will lump him in with the people that are pissing me off and then I get VERY one worded or I turn into a mime and I mime very well with my middle finger!
The crush.  What the hell is a crush? According to the dictionary its "a burning desire to be with someone who you find very attractive and extremely special".  Burning desire?  Really??  Nah I think its more of a I think you're an interesting person, sure you're attractive...what do you want me to stalk you some now or something?? because I suck at that and I am easily distracted.  I've had a guys I like and vice versa but I haven't had that burning desire feeling as yet.  Wait is that what we call heartburn?  Because I had that feeling last night after the buffalo wings Rooroo and I had last night when we were out and about.  No I'm not being sarcastic. I'm being blunt. This is right up there with the term puppy love.  Isn't this the same as the liking someone? Now I've told a guy that I liked him lately.  I wanted to drive it through to that big thick damn Asian skull......I mean *blink blink* I wanted him to catch on and you know, if he has not caught on by now, then the guy I'm referring to does have a big thick skull and needs to get socked in the back of his head with an orange lol.
Love.  Let me say this right now.  Loving someone is never easy. So when the first set of issues arise don't just walk away after you have had one....ten arguments.   No one is an angel and somehow in someway, something he did last year is gonna pop into your head and piss you off and then you'll be sitting there giving him the stinky eye. This takes me back to the like part but on a different level.  Listen up ladies and gentlemen,  because you guys are just as bad and then get your boxers in a knot too! If your woman or man is busy and does not pay attention to you its not because they don't love you or because they eyeballing someone else.  I know myself from experience I get preoccupied and the guy that I'm with will be talking and I'm hearing zero of it.  I'm sorry it is not on purpose its just my mind is going a mile a minute with so much stuff my brain goes on overload.  And I do love you that's just me and I'm sorry.  Don't freak out and have a tantrum, its just not kosher.
My final verdict.  Join a nunnery, become a monk.  No no I'm not serious.  My final advice its your life and the only one you get...live it well, love as much as you can, enjoy it all, but please try to pay attention to your special person some, and please please we all have to stop the crazy ass moments.

Peace
~Micchi

Tales from the Past Pt3.........A skip 5 years into the future lol

Let me fast forward a bit to when I was 20 and dating a village idiot.  Well Idiot and I used to go out every weekend Friday, Saturday and Sunday...what dedication lmao.  It was Christmas and his cousins had invited themselves from France. 
So somehow our date to the carnival turned into a well chaperoned event.  And let me tell you 8 tall ass long limbed people (poor me I'm only 5'8 everyone else was easily hitting 6'3) in a Suzuki Swift is a thing you just do NOT want.....a new kind of clown car experience.  No contortionists, just arms and legs and people complaining about space.....really? Who invited all these people??   And there was my dear idiot mad as hell driving, his face made up like a hurricane.  Me, squished not even squeezed but squished against one door,  and him against the steering wheel and the other door, with 2 cousins in betwix and in the back only God himself knows how the other four fit.
Well we were driving along with a car full of noise,  Me trying to fix my mini....dammit I thought it was a 2 person event okay!  Every time idiot's cousin next to me looked down, I'd see Idiot glare at him. Bursts of complaints from what sounded like a flock of seagulls coming from the back.  And you could not breath because if you breathed we'd all have fallen out the car.
Well I'll never forget that night ever.  Why?? Well......you see as we were turning off Prince Charles Drive onto Soldier Road someone in that car farted!  I can tell you the moment too.  It happened when Idiot reached over the cousin next to him, to grab the cousin next to me who decided he was going to touch my leg.....I think they squeezed poor dude in the middle! They call them silent but deadly but damn!  You know that car was silent for a whole count of 20.....20 was too long!  That is the first time I prayed for an easier death!  Who the hell waits till you are packed like tuna in a car to go fart? Hold it!! My eyes were watering but no one wanted to be the one to roll down the window, much less talk, every movement involved breathing.
Finally Idiot could not take it anymore and he said in a strangled whispered "Who ate the eggs and cabbage tho?"
Eggs and cabbage?? No bruh! A skunk took up residence in their tummy thats what!  Why did he have to talk it? And then he had the heart to say whoever laughed did it and whoever rushed to roll down a window did it! We were dying to laugh but couldn't. And let me tell you a car full of people turning various shades of blue because they want to laugh is not a pretty sight! Fun times....Never again lmao!!

Tales from the Past Pt2.........

Let me just begin by saying I'm an Aries tried and true.  Bossy, biggety, always fighting for what I think is right,  and easily hurt.  I can put on the best mask when the moment needs it but I'm scared as hell of spiders, frogs, and big lizards.  Emphasis on the freaking huge ass lizards we have in the Caribbean!  And thats where this memory takes me lizards and bravado.
So there I am in the shower as you'll remember from episode 1.....I pulled out my light saber because  Darth vader was rustling outside the window.  Bullshit, I wish I had a damn light saber for that moment.  Okay seriously I was showering because I had proceeded to roll down a freaken hill in the front of a bus stop full of people!  The water was ice cold, there was ice hanging off my nose (I'll go with nose) when I heard a distant croak. At that moment I became a stone statue.  Croak? ..... croak!...oh hell no...can't be....Lord please let that be coming from way way outside over the neighbours wall!
I turned my head very slowly to look up above the window behind me. Nope, nothing there.  I finally let out the breath I had been holding in for a  good 15 minutes and went back to my shower.  You know what if you heard the croak and you are scared of lizards just get out the shower. DO NOT look around and then go back to soaping yourself up, it will end badly!
Poor me, there I am enjoying the smell of honeysuckle, I love honeysuckle, even to this day I still love it. Not paying attention to my surroundings when I hear it.  CROAK! WTF CROAK?? CROAK!! Holy shit that's way too loud to be outside! I look back at the window but I still see nothing.  Where the hell is that sound coming from?? CROAK!  Yup that doesn't sound like it's behind me it sounds like it's.....right over my head.  And there on the top of the shower sat the hugest croaking lizard I had ever seen, and what made it worse lil man had the audacity to hiss at me!
And that is where everything went left for me!  I forgot about everything except getting away from that big ole thing!  There was a back door to my shower and I skittered out of it.  Yup straight out the shower and out the door.  Down the driveway, hurdling over the two hibiscus bushes....straight out into the road.  Let me just say Usain Bolt, I love ya but you had nothing on my speed that day!
Yup I had managed to get away from the lizard. Micchi 1 Lizard 0.  Unfortunately I was blood naked at the end of the driveway, and I had just given both my cousin and the landlord's son a mighty eye full. Landlord's son 1 Micchi 0.  There went my dignity flying out the window again twice in one day!  Ofcourse he thought it was funny as hell and let me know so.  He then offered me a blanket out of his car (.....why did he have a blanket in his car o.O??)  and went in to kill my "dragon". 
Now see he was laughing at me because he said I was scared of a "likkle lizard" more like damn creature but when that lizard came jumping out at him, he found himself running down the driveway too!  And then he had the heart to turn to me and tell me he saw everything and I mean everything and since he saw everything if he kills the lizard I have to agree to go out with him! Well blouse and skirt!! But he was too scared to go back by himself, and he had to go call the Rastafarian from down the street to come help him catch that mutant Godzilla. They really sounded like they were doing battle in there and all for nothing! He never caught that lizard that afternoon.  But he did eventually catch a lizard and get the girl with some hitches.....lol

Tales from the Past Pt1.........

Anyone remember their teen years? When doing stupid things seemed to be your claim to fame. I remember the day I met my first ever boyfriend (about 60 boyfriends ago and way before the tales of Shandar lmao). I will always remember that day because I had my first most embarrassing moment 2 hours before that.

My cousin and I had been sent to boarding school in Mandeville Jamaica, oh joy...NOT!! And I decided I wanted to go into town for a bit. See it was my bright idea. I got dressed in ALL WHITE, now what possesses someone who lives in a country full of bright red dirt to dress in white? Only God above really knows.
We lived at the top of this mountain, you had to walk or catch a cab the whole way down the moutain and then you would be in town. I said "Ok lets walk, the exercise will be great" About 1/4 of the way down the hill, the cousin of that reggae singer SuperCat leans out the window and says "Hey Sexy!!" And thats all I remember. I tripped, and managed to roll from that point all the way down to the bottom of that damn mountain with my cousin chasing behind me on foot. I still can taste all that dirt and grass...lets not forget the cows I rolled past on my way down. I looked like a PigPen from Peanuts with a twist, my head looked like a cockatoo's ass.
When I got up I was the creature from the Red Planet! Red all over with Grey eyes. just as I was trying to figure out what the hell had happened. I heard laughter...........alot of laughter......... I mean screams of laughter. I had managed to put on a show for about 50 people!!! The bus stop was packed. I wanted to die. If the earth could have opened up right then, I would have gladly jumped in!! Instead I pitched straight up out the dirt like I had never fallen down.  With what little dignity I had left, I managed to limp back up the mountain to home. I didn't look left or right. And headed straight into the shower, where I met my next foe...........

The Life Lesson

So here it is early morning......way way early morning......look there he is telling me if I post it he's gonna kick my butt oh well little sister's are meant to be a great pain in yer rass Johnny Long n Tall (however the general public wants to take that).  Anywho here I am watching the last episode of Samurai 7 (which I would recommend by the way if you like anime, blood, guts and some guy who screams like a girl meeting his maker) when Mr. JLT over here felt he needed to give me a life lesson, and somehow tells get to talking about the pussycat that bit back (yeah however you want to take that one too). 

His words not mine.  Mine would have been much worse since I meet this ummmm nm anyway after listening to this story and having encountered said polecat myself wait wait I'm getting side eye. Men beware of women that say they have no friends and no life and the ones that say they have no ability to take things at face value. Do not think it would be interesting to try and interact with somebody like that, especially when your social skill and her stalker skills are on high alert. You will get nothing from the friendship but grief, and don't ask to pet her pussycat because it has claws.....WHAT??....I can't finish this one all kinds of threats are floating my way with some serious side eye again lmfao! HELP ME!!

Dear Yahoo Psycho

What in the name compels a man to message you 40 times at 2 am.....let me say I was dead to the world and woke up to find those messages at 11am.  I must say you are truly persistant but also extremely mentally unbalanced.  If after oh say the first 10 messages you get no answer what possess you to send 30 more?  I guess you are used to one sided conversations?  I bet you talk to your hand alot huh?  Tell you a little secret dude half the time when you bombard me before 11pm I am awake I just minimize your window (you are one slippery lil sucker no clue how you keep slipping out of that ingore box I must take this up with Yahell very soon!).  So yes you have succedded in getting my attention but not in a good way at all bc if I ever discover which country you are in I will turn you in to the local crazy house for a reward!

On the other hand this is the perfect time for me to suggest to the makers of Microsoft and Apple computers my idea for a new product.  Interactive quantum computer screens.  Its a screen that uses quantum physics to literally allow you to reach out and touch or in his case punch, kick....slap out cold the user on the other side.  Tho if I had one the numerous times el dumbito rachato has messaged me would have ended much sooner as he'd have had a good number of hard and sharp ( I own katanas) objects thrown through the screen at him.  No I'm not gonna go ninja on the man/woman....it.  I just don't like being haunted sheesh he must have been my ex husband in a past life!

Word of Warning

Let me just say that we have no one to blame but Lady T. for the start of this.  Everything said here is all in good, sometimes mischievous fun. Let me apologize now so I won't have to do it a million times later, I just can't help myself.  There you got your apology! Micchi is just peachy...I'm sweet *side eye*, with a huge slap in the face of sour.  Plus those who know me agree that the light version of me SUCKS!  I'm open to questions and suggestions, just beware whatever I'm thinking tends to come out!