Crazy 8's
Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 1:09 am
I turned on my trusty old cellphone today and eights appeared.
It was like my phone was scrambled and it kept keying 888... like the number was jammed. I ended up with 888*8888***888* 8888... repeated until the number board ran out of room.
I H8te 8's.
The last time I received 888 was when the breakup with my girlfriend was in its stages of demise. It might as well have been 666.
Last time is was a lesson because it was a number off of school bus (I lost the love of my life, and I had to learn how to cope.). This time it was on my phone so I can only guess that I am getting ready to lose everything else and maybe this time I will get the message. (Or not, because my phone would not let me read my messages because it was stuck on 8.)
I suppose I could be gr8ful that the numbers are not on a hearse license pl8.
This was a big change for me last time I received 8's... it floored me. you can't get much lower than where I have been... but I am not one to tempt fate so, I suppose it could have been worse.
My art career is in the toilet... it never really has amounted to anything.
I've been leasing a building that is like a giant money pit.
They shut my electric off on the building today.
(Haha, I'm too L8 on my payment!)... no lights no power tools, no work.
The a-hole that I sometimes work for, I can't stand. (I may have fixed that problem a few weeks ago.) ((Midwayers have let me know that I'm a bone fide dumb-ass.))
The "art business" that I want to start is like watching a raccoon wash an ice cube.
I cant even keep and maintain a garden for very long because in the process of making something work the garden dries up and dies on me.
My gardening job is over...It's winter, & the great truck driving job helped me drive that away.
So... I keep lying to myself telling me that things are going to get better.
I've been telling myself this for the past 6 to 8 years.
Things have not gotten better.
(Maybe, I broke a mirror or inherited some sort of reverse midas touch.)
Maybe, these 888's this time means not to freak out or worry, but a lot of not worrying has helped me to the place where I am now. Maybe, the 8's are good and now I will experience getting rebounding.
When you play Crazy 8's you have to play all of your cards... I don't know what I haven't played yet.
I'm going to try to medit8, but I'm not very good at that either.
I'm frustr8d.
It was like my phone was scrambled and it kept keying 888... like the number was jammed. I ended up with 888*8888***888* 8888... repeated until the number board ran out of room.
I H8te 8's.
The last time I received 888 was when the breakup with my girlfriend was in its stages of demise. It might as well have been 666.
Last time is was a lesson because it was a number off of school bus (I lost the love of my life, and I had to learn how to cope.). This time it was on my phone so I can only guess that I am getting ready to lose everything else and maybe this time I will get the message. (Or not, because my phone would not let me read my messages because it was stuck on 8.)
I suppose I could be gr8ful that the numbers are not on a hearse license pl8.
This was a big change for me last time I received 8's... it floored me. you can't get much lower than where I have been... but I am not one to tempt fate so, I suppose it could have been worse.
My art career is in the toilet... it never really has amounted to anything.
I've been leasing a building that is like a giant money pit.
They shut my electric off on the building today.
(Haha, I'm too L8 on my payment!)... no lights no power tools, no work.
The a-hole that I sometimes work for, I can't stand. (I may have fixed that problem a few weeks ago.) ((Midwayers have let me know that I'm a bone fide dumb-ass.))
The "art business" that I want to start is like watching a raccoon wash an ice cube.
I cant even keep and maintain a garden for very long because in the process of making something work the garden dries up and dies on me.
My gardening job is over...It's winter, & the great truck driving job helped me drive that away.
So... I keep lying to myself telling me that things are going to get better.
I've been telling myself this for the past 6 to 8 years.
Things have not gotten better.
(Maybe, I broke a mirror or inherited some sort of reverse midas touch.)
Maybe, these 888's this time means not to freak out or worry, but a lot of not worrying has helped me to the place where I am now. Maybe, the 8's are good and now I will experience getting rebounding.
When you play Crazy 8's you have to play all of your cards... I don't know what I haven't played yet.
I'm going to try to medit8, but I'm not very good at that either.
I'm frustr8d.