blast, the thing skipped out on me

anyway, about the cat wall...i was painting in the bathroom, and dad walks in a goes...that's a cat! too bad it's an OTTER!!!! yeah...there's an otter in our bathroom, with a pearl between it's paws... or what i say is a pearl... cause i painted it and that's what i say, so there!....
so...been on a three day Rush binge, people up here have gotten that when i wander around plugged into earphones, i'm in an antisocial mood... i mean, i listen to Rush all the time, but not usually to the exclusion of all else...basically healing a broken heart here...it hurts like the dickens actually, it hurts like my non-existant soul has been ripped from my body...but oh well, i'll heal... at least now i can sleep...wasn't able to monday...or tuesday...but that is neither here nor there, you, my silent audience, do not know the man-child, and even if you did, it would be none of your buisness...i mean, i wish people would stop telling me to "let it all out, talking will help" no the hell it won't! i hate that, i don't need therapy, i need solitude...though it is kind of them to care...ah well, the boy is a wonderful child, and i loved him lots, and i probably do still somewhere inside, i don't regret us going out...it was awesome!...i do wish i could be past this break-up stuff though...
hermmmm... blargh >P emotions SUCK!...going to be getting rid of those blighters pretty quick when i figure out where they are...hehehe....
going to be sticking quite a bit of peotry on this thing...why not?? if someone rips me off on it (though i doubt it, it's not that good) i'll just rip them a new one...people might laugh..but hey... my art is my child...and i'm a moma bear...*gggrrroowwll!!!*