I attract the freaks...seriously I do...

I swear I must be a freak magnet or something and not the good kind of freaks either. Well once in a while I attract some good freaks, like Jay wasn't too bad even though he was short and Jason wasn't bad even though he seems like a male airhead. I'll explain. I listen to this one radio station, 92.3 and there's a website where all the listeners can go and chat and post on message boards. It's actually a lot of fun and turned into a whole little community. There's some really cool people on there. Well the guy who's show we listen to (Rover) ran these nights out for guys (UGNO - Ultimate Guys Night Out) and some fans got the idea for LNO (Listeners' Night Out). There's been 4 so far and each one has been a pretty good success with like 30 or so people showing up. People have driven anywhere from 5 minutes to over an hour to show up and just hang with other people they've met on the site. It's just insanity and a lot of fun. It's kinda fun because it's hard to call people by their real names because you're so used to their names on the site. In fact when you meet someone you really don't go hi I'm Missy what's your name. It's more of a what's your name on the site? You want to know if you've talked to them online. The first one I went to I ended up getting home about 4:30 to 5 in the morning because 5 of us sat around talking at the bar till we got kicked out. Then we headed to Dennys to talk some more. I ended up being the driver because some people needed to sober up more before they drove home. It's always funny when you cram 3 people into the backseat of my Blazer. But it was a lot of fun and worth it.

Last week was the 2nd one I've gone to. The first 2 I couldn't go to because of having parties to go to because of Tim's moving. Which is cool with me. So I meet some more new people last week because each time there's new people showing up who weren't at the previous LNO. Anyway 2 people I met were married. I've talked to them since then online and they were really cool. The guy, Ryan, was like we all should get together and hang out since we got along. I thought that was cool but now I'm like okay maybe not. His wife was telling me the other day that he's got a thing for me. Um...okay then. Not sure on that one. I guess he didn't exactly tell her complete details which is fine with me...don't want to know. That's a bit odd a married man telling his wife hey honey I got a thing for that girl we met. If they are into the swinging deal they better just find someone else because that's not my style.

Then I've got this other guy trying to chase after me. Of course he doesn't want to admit right away that he's married, well seperated but doesn't have the money for a divorce. Okay going on 8 years and only really together for 1 year. Shady if you ask me. And he's living with some other girl. Okay freak...go away! LOL And now he's getting pissy and upset because I don't want to get involved with him. Well duh...you're not really single in any way, shape, or form dude. You're not really single because you're still technically married. On top of that you're dating someone or at least living with and screwing them. Is it no wonder I want out of the single life so I don't have to deal with this. Oh well at least I got softball and my trip to Vegas to keep me slightly occupied for now.

One of my favorite poems...

I wish I knew the author but unfortunately I don't. In fact anytime I've read this poem somewhere the author has never been posted, but I love the poem. The first time I read it I was like wow that is so true. And if you are one...you'll know exactly what I mean.

I Am A Military Brat

My hometown is nowhere, my friends are everywhere.

I grew up with the knowledge that home is where the heart is and the family. Mobility is my way of life.

Some would wonder about roots, yet they are as deep and strong as the mighty oak. I sink them quickly, absorbing all an area offers and hopefully, giving enrichment in return.

Travel has taught me to be open. Shaking hands with the univerese, I find brotherhood in all men.

Farewells are never easy. Yet, even in sorrow comes strength and ability to face tomorrow with anticipation...if when we leave one place, I feel that half my world is left behind. I also know that the other half is waiting to be meet.

Friendships are formed in hours and kept for decades. I will never grow up with someone, but I will mature with many. Be it inevitable that paths part, there is constant hope that they will meet again.

Love of country, respect and pride fill my being when Old Glory passes in review.

When I stand to honor that flag, so also do I stand in honor of all soldiers, and most especially, to the parents whose life created mine.

Because of this, I have shared in the rich heritage of Military life.

(Author Unknown)

Awesome poem, ain't it? I wish I could write something that powerful. I'm sure some people who have read my work would say I have, but I'm such a harsh critic of my own work. I think there's rare times when I've read one of the poems or stories I've written and actually thought wow this is pretty good. Usually I'm like eh it's okay. I hardly write anymore. It used to be my outlet for depression that I went through about 5 to 6 years ago or maybe it was about 6 to 7 years ago. I really just have to feel inspired to write. I mean you could ask me to write on a set topic but it's just harder for me to write it. I feel like I'm forcing it. Although sometimes I am able to use music to get myself inspired like when I wanted to write kind of a poem/story for my mother for mother's day or when I wanted to write a poem in memory of my grandfather for his funeral.

Maybe one day I'll actually do something with the writing talent I have. I mean I should since it's obviously a gift passed down to me from my great grandfather. I've read a story he wrote and it was really incredible. I think I'd really love to be able to do something that involves writing and the military since the military was a part of my life from birth till I was almost 18 years old. I miss it. But who knows yet. We'll just have to see how it goes and where life leads me. For now...my place is here. But I just wanted to share that poem.