Remy's Ramblings

And now for my response...

2008-12-22T18:57:00.001-08:00

Update to previous post...here was my reply to "trentheer" on Match.com

Wow. I can't say I've ever received a message on match like yours before. Maybe I should feel priviledged that you contacted me, since I'm so desperate and lonely? Actually, I use this site as a way to meet men, fuck and then dump them for their money.
So, if you:
a) make more than 6 figures
b) are bigger than 7"
c) and can use the word "disingenuous" in a sentence
then we are a match.

If not, fuck off.

Cheers,
Remy -->

Hmm...maybe I'm PMSing this week...

Not so desperate not quite housewife

2008-12-22T18:38:00.000-08:00

Ok, so as if my week weren't bad enough with all of my latest TJ drama and dating men old enough to be my great uncle, I get this message on Match.com today.

"I was looking through all these ads here on the internet thinking to myself "Look at all the poor, desperate, lonely women..." and then I saw your ad and thought to myself "Hey, here's a poor, desperate, lonely woman that's actually CUTE..." so I thought I'd write and see if you're as interesting on the inside as you are in this picture..."

Is he trying to compliment me or piss me off? I'm not sure. For any single men out there who may have stumbled across my site, this is definitely a "dating DON'T" unless of course, you want to remain dateless for the rest of your remaining days.

On a different note, just to scare you a bit more...I've learned through experience that men over 50 can not get it up NOR keep it there. Hmm....funny, that must be why women over 50 have pool boys. Sign me up now.

My intuition strikes again

2008-10-16T06:16:00.000-07:00

So in the past, I've shared that I'm able to predict things like pregnancies and the sex of babies for my friends. I've also alerted friends to things like gas leaks in their homes and people taking advantage of them monetarily. As it relates to family, I was able to predict the day and cause of death of my grandfather as well.

Well, what I haven't talked about as much are the dreams I've had around terrorist or criminal activites. Mainly because, to date, I haven't been able to predict any exact timeframes or locations of the activities AND sometimes the dreams come to me as the activity is taking place.

My first dream came a few weeks before 9/11. I had a dream that I was in a stairwell with a group of people and we were running down the stairs at a rapid pace. People kept asking why we weren't going up the stairs...and I didn't know the answer. I only knew that heading down was the right thing to do. I woke up perplexed, because in most dreams heading up is the positive decision and down represents the wrong choice - the whole "heaven vs. hell" connotation.

My next dream came the night of the London bus bombings. I think I had this dream as the event actually took place. I was in a hospital emergency room comforting two young girls who had been badly burned.

Well, back to my reason for this blog. Today in the news there is an article about two women who are missing: http://www.dispatch.com/live/content/local_news/stories/2008/10/16/KENTON16.ART_ART_10-16-08_B1_B2BK8GN.html?sid=101

I had a dream over the summer that a man in a red pickup truck approached me as I was kneeling down to tie my jogging shoes. He was an older man with a head full of gray hair. He told me to get in the truck and he said he was going to rape me. I was terrified and ran in the opposite direction. I think I was at the Dublin Library or some other public parking lot.

What is interesting about this story, is that one of the abducted women borrowed a red dodge pickup truck that day and authorities believe that could have been the vehicle used to abduct these two women. Also, they have a suspect in custody who was a convicted rapist. What I'm curious to know is what he looks like...

That dream was so vivid that it took me a couple of days to shake it off, but I've constantly been on the lookout for a red pickup truck ever since.

How do I tap into this skill I have earlier so that I can do some good with it? That is the real question.

An unfinished story

2008-10-14T13:11:00.001-07:00

she didn't realize that today was that day. that day that she wanted to forget - the day she hoped would never come again and the day it all happened one year ago. not suprisingly, she had blocked it from her mind until, at breakfast, as she opened the paper, she saw it...Tuesday, October 14, 2008. Right there in black and white. She threw the paper down as if it burned her and pushed her chair back from the table - it rocked so violently that her coffee spilled all over the business section and onto the floor.

she knew she couldn't handle this day and she was dreading it's return. just when she thought she'd gotten over it and moved past, it all came back to her in a flood of memories.

it started much like any other fall day, the air was crisp and cool, the leaves were turning from green to yellow...and she was happy and in love.

The Beach....a love story

2008-08-12T19:00:00.000-07:00

Yes, Remy is vacationing with her MOM and STEPDAD in North Carolina. Wow...that sounds even more lame when you see it in writing. Anyway, I am having a good time, relatively speaking. I would rather be hanging out at some beach bar downing a few martini's or slimy-green monsters, but I guess going to bed at 10 is just as fun after having that one glass of wine...

Or maybe I'd like to be making out with some hot surfer dude in the sand after dark...but watching my parents play Monopoly with my son is just as much fun....

I have been taking lovely walks down the beach with my 14 year old cousin...that could be considered semi-romanticAL if she was a 39 year old man who wasn't related to me, right?!

All jokes aside, I've been having a nice time working on my tan and relaxing. It's been nice not thinking about work or my house or anything -- but I do really miss my friends. We need to get together soon after I'm home this weekend!

I looked through the peephole.

2008-04-15T08:24:00.001-07:00

Look not through the peephole lest you'll be vext. So I checked out R's myspace page today. BIG MISTAKE. There it was in black and white - status: ENGAGED. Yes, he asked his new girlfriend S to marry him. UGH. She has my life with him. Pictures on her site show him posing with her two kids - what a lovely stepdad he'll be.

Ok, I know I'm an idiot for looking, but come on! Engaged, really? We only broke up in January. Apparently she's a flight attendant....

I have no more to say about this. just UGH.

Artist in Hiding Emerges

2008-03-31T07:37:00.000-07:00

So I've got my artistic vision back! In the last two weeks, I've completed 2 new collages and have another in development. TJ and Peggy have been integral in helping me get back into the swing of things - also having additional free time while "working from home" helps, too. The next one in development is for a very good friend of mine....hopefully she will like it!

I'd like to try to further incorporate poetry into my art. I have a lot of material that I wrote as a teenager that I may be able to use going forward. I was so full of angst back then (not much different than now, I suppose.)

Anyway - here's to creative thought and artistic movement! Rock on!

Be Your Own Girl

2008-03-11T12:44:00.000-07:00

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/wallflowers/beyourowngirl.html

I love this Wallflowers song. Why isn't it on iTunes? Damn you Apple!

I do have a TJ update - he's been back in contact. More on that another time.

Bah..Humbug

2007-12-26T16:07:00.001-08:00

Ok, so this is the first Christmas in as long as I can remember that I've been almost completely alone. I am so not good being alone.

This month has been full of surprises. Some good, some that really suck. On the good side, I got a clean bill of health from a specialist that I went to see, woo hoo. R and I are back together and doing well - in fact he wants me to meet his mother and sister later this week! On the crappy side, my consulting job at a very large retail company is no longer. And one of my best girlfriends has moved away, and most of my other friends are MIA. Maybe I've offended them? Who knows.

I'm spending entirely too much time alone this holiday and I'm not dealing well with it. I really need to go out and have some alcohol-induced fun.

I realize now that I should have planned a few more things to do this week that I'm off work. I've been sitting at home the entire day today and I'm starting to go out of my mind. How am I going to occupy my time for 3 more days?!

MuncHOUSEn's Syndrome

2007-11-30T06:59:00.000-08:00

Ok, so you know that awful disease that some parents get when they posion their kids so that they get sick and then the parent gets attention from everyone? Well, I have a new version of that syndrome. MuncHOUSEn's syndrome. I'm purposely breaking things around my house so that my hot new "Mr. Fixit" guy comes to visit....

I sure hope he knows plumbing....mine!

LOL

So is this guy really hitting on me? Here's an exerpt of our email string....start at the bottom.

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If you have anything that needs done around your home feel free to email or call. I am pretty good with my hands and would be happy to help out.
Looking forward to working with you…
Have a wonderful day Remy.
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Hi R,

Thanks for getting back to me. It runs but doesn’t get cold and it makes a strange noise. I broke down and bought a new one that is being delivered on Friday, but at the last minute, I thought to contact you to see if you might be able to fix it. It wasn’t an expense I was happy to have right before Christmas, considering all the other repairs I had to have done in November.

On the positive side, my furnace is working great! I appreciate your help with that.

If you know anyone who you could recommend who does odd jobs/handyman stuff, I’d appreciate the referral. It seems like something is always broken around my place and I’m not the greatest with tools.

Take care,

Remy

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What seems to be the problem ?? I know a little about refrigerators but not a whole lot. I did have a good Thanksgiving… How was yours?? Is your furnace working good?? Glad to hear from you…

R
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Hi,

You wouldn’t happen to be able to fix refrigerators, would you? Believe it or not, my fridge went out last week. Thought I’d check before calling around.

Hope you had a good Thanksgiving,

Remy

House on Haunted Hill

2007-11-28T20:06:00.000-08:00

Ok, so i think my house is trying to kill me. It's true. First, it tried to drown me by breaking the sump pump and spewing water all over my basement. I think it was hoping to catch me on the treadmill working out and either a)electrocute me or b)hope that I would trip and hit my head and drown in the 2" of water on the ground. Either way, it wasn't good.

Secondly, it tried to freeze me out by making the furnace fan not work. It acutally got down to almost 60 degrees - yes, I said 60! in my house. Of course, all I had to do was put on another sweater and some long underwear and I was all good, but it didn't know that. It hoped that I would die of exposure in my bed. HA! Foiled again.

Thirdly, it killed my refrigerator in hopes that I would never leave the house and starve b/c I had no cold or frozen food to eat or cook. Man, my house is dumb, doesn't it know that I go out at least 3 times a week and I have Donatos on speed dial?

And D) it thought by making my cd player in my car not work, that I would stay home watching daytime television and die of boredom.

All I can say is, HOUSE BRING IT ON!! What's next?? A tornado in December??!! Ha - I don't think so.

Oopps...I did it again

2007-11-21T19:38:00.000-08:00

Ok, so bad habits are hard to break. I'm home for Thanksgiving and all I can say is that I had to relive some of my 20 year class reuion memories. That's it. That's all I'm saying. If you want more information, you're gonna have to get me drunk and ask me some very pointed questions.

I'm enjoying time here in the "slow" country AKA Morton, Illinois. Where the A/C's rule (if you don't know about them - just think Mennonites with money.) Where the bars close at midnight and stop serving food at 8:30...

I do have a bartender fan at this great little Irish Pub in town. I think that will be my new goal - a bartender in my side pocket in every city I frequent. That's one way to ensure some free drinks, no? Of course, the person I was with (see first paragraph) was purchasing most of my libations...

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I'm looking foward to eating all day long and trying some of the Tennessee Jam cake I made (never tried it before...here's to hoping it's goood.)

Anyway, Columbus, I'll be back soon. Don't wait up for me.

Puefing

2007-11-19T17:54:00.000-08:00

Ok, so i just posted a comment on Lola's site and had to type in "puefng" to get my message posted (i added the 'i' cause it seemed like it needed one) Puefing seems like such a nasty word. Kinda like queafing (sp?) and farting or something - a really bad combo. Sorry for the crassiness today...

Went to see the Cult last night at Newport - it made me feel young and old all at the same time. I loved being on campus and hearing my favorite all time college band, but then I started looking around and seeing all of the old Puef's my age and it really made me kinda sick. God, I'm getting old.

I remember dancing to Fire Woman on a bar stool at Kanes in Springfield, IL while wearing some black MC Hammer parachute pants and a tight green ballet top (with no bra, of course.) I was HOT - on Fire, you could say (pun intended!) My fake id showed me as 25 and got me in everywhere, some times I didn't need it if I flirted with the bouncer enough.

More later....

439

2007-11-11T01:39:00.000-08:00

First let me thank Lola for encouraging me to do this, before I get too far along into my first tirade.

Not sleeping well tonight. Was dumped earlier today by R who seemed to think that it is ok to breakup with somone over the phone. Someone who he claimed to love just a few days before. Men never cease to amaze me at their ability to waffle. They say they want a relationship, in fact, they pursue you to have a relationship, then once you commit, they freak out and run in the opposite direction.

The integrity of the men that I've dated is appaling. I don't know how I attract such idiots. This one in particular, R, is in the military and going to nursing school - you would think he would be an integral person, you know? But, in the end, he disapoints. Go figure.

What I hate the most is that I've exposed my son to this man and his children. And now my child has to feel what I feel - loss, abandonment, disapointment - and he has to deal with my horrible moodiness and depression around this right now. I'm so sad that I've put him through this.