Insult To Injury...

In No Particular Order..

He smashed two of my phones to smithereens...

He wrote me a note; calling me a slut.

Thrice.

He broke a schooner glass above my bed.

Glass all through my sheets.

Then; to add insult to injury...

He Deliberately pissed on my bed.

No recollection...

Allegedly.

Fuck you, hubby.

I know you wish I had been here so you could put me through it all again.

I'm so Glad I went and stayed at Tazzie's place last night.

You could learn a thing or two about being a Gentle Man.

No Promises...

No committments.

Means...

No promises.

To Either.

Broken Hearted Girl...

You’re the only one I wish I could forget
The only one I’d love to not forgive
And though you break my heart, you’re the only one
And though there are times when I hate you
Cause I can’t erase
The times that you hurt me
And put tears on my face
And even now while I hate you
It pains me to say
I know I’ll be there at the end of the day

I don’t wanna be without you babe
I don’t want a broken heart
Don’t wanna take a breath with out you babe
I don’t wanna play that part
I know that I love you
But let me just say
I don’t want to love you in no kind of way no no
I don’t want a broken heart
And I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl…No...No
No broken-hearted girl
I’m no broken-hearted girl

Something that I feel I need to say
But up to now I’ve always been afraid
That you would never come around
And still I want to put this out
You say you’ve got the most respect for me
But sometimes I feel you’re not deserving me
And still you’re in my heart
But you’re the only one and yes
There are times when I hate you
But I don’t complain
Cause I’ve been afraid that you would've walk away
Oh but now I don’t hate you
I’m happy to say
That I will be there at the end of the day

I don’t wanna be without you babe
I don’t want a broken heart
Don’t wanna take breath with out you babe
I don’t wanna play that part
I know that I love you
But let me just say
I don’t want to love you in no kind of way no no
I don’t want a broken heart
And I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl...No…No
No broken-hearted girl

Now I’m at a place I thought I’d never be…Oooo
I’m living in a world that’s all about you and me…yeah
Ain't gotta be afraid my broken heart is free
To spread my wings and fly away
Away With you
yeah yeah yeah, ohh ohh ohh

I don’t wanna be without my baby
I don’t wanna a broken heart
Don’t want to take a breath with out my baby
I don’t wanna play that part
I know that I love you
But let me just say
I don’t want to love you in no kind of way..No..No
I don’t want a broken heart
I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl..No..No..
No broken-hearted girl
Broken-hearted girl No…no…
No broken-hearted girl
No broken-hearted girl
You’re everything I thought you never were
And nothing like I thought you could’ve been
But still you live inside of me
So tell me how is that?

You’re the only one I wish I could forget
The only one I’d love to not forgive
And though you break my heart, you’re the only one
And though there are times when I hate you
Cause I can’t erase
The times that you hurt me
And put tears on my face
And even now while I hate you
It pains me to say
I know I’ll be there at the end of the day

I don’t wanna be without you babe
I don’t want a broken heart
Don’t wanna take a breath with out you babe
I don’t wanna play that part
I know that I love you
But let me just say
I don’t want to love you in no kind of way no no
I don’t want a broken heart
And I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl...No...No
No broken-hearted girl
I’m no broken-hearted girl

Something that I feel I need to say
But up to now I’ve always been afraid
That you would never come around
And still I want to put this out
You say you’ve got the most respect for me
But sometimes I feel you’re not deserving me
And still you’re in my heart
But you’re the only one and yes
There are times when I hate you
But I don’t complain
Cause I’ve been afraid that you would've walk away
Oh but now I don’t hate you
I’m happy to say
That I will be there at the end of the day

I don’t wanna be without you babe
I don’t want a broken heart
Don’t wanna take a breath with out you babe
I don’t wanna play that part
I know that I love you
But let me just say
I don’t want to love you in no kind of way no no
I don’t want a broken heart
And I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl...No…No
No broken-hearted girl

Now I’m at a place I thought I’d never be…Oooo
I’m living in a world that’s all about you and me…yeah
Ain't gotta be afraid my broken heart is free
To spread my wings and fly away
Away With you
yeah yeah yeah, ohh ohh ohh

I don’t wanna be without my baby
I don’t wanna a broken heart
Don’t want to take a breath with out my baby
I don’t wanna play that part
I know that I love you
But let me just say
I don’t want to love you in no kind of way..No..No
I don’t want a broken heart
I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl..No..No..
No broken-hearted girl
Broken-hearted girl No…no…
No broken-hearted girl
No broken-hearted girl

As sung by Beyonce Knowles

2009

A Letter To Glasgow...

Hey T

Thanks for the email and the pic of your new fella; lucky that you told me about the killer high heels or I might have thought him short! Cute though; well done Babe!

Mmm; watching a DVD with a "friend"....sounds like me and my best mate Taz. But then who knows how a man's mind works? One minute he's pissed and telling me he loves me and the next I'm a cunt for being on speaking terms with hubby; I think I told you that the AVO I had on him has since gone away, though today he got a Get out of Jail free card and instead got a 18 mth good behaviour bond and another 2 years added to his three year licence disqualification; meaning he can't drive or get his licence until June 2014. Yeah right! Though, If he's caught again he'll go to jail for sure. I just hope he gets a job soon and starts paying me maintennace for little Son. I'm stony broke; or skint as you'd say!

Yeah; so I'm broke! Even with two real jobs and a couple of cashies on the side I can barely afford my bills; I'm sunk, mate. It sucks arse. What else can I tell you?

I hope you find attached a pic of me at my work party from last Friday; it was our hotel's 10th birthday and the pic is of me and my work mates in room 301 hamming it up; Robbie is our House-Elf (maintennance man) and the centre of attention being as he gets to work with all us girls every day. He's forever being a creeping Jesus and sneaking up on us when we're bent over cleaning a spa but we love him. The two prettiest (K and E) are from Front desk and the others, including me, are the house-keepers (or Shit-kickers as we affectionately call ourselves!). My boss is the one giving Robbie the big kiss on the cheek...

Little Son and hubby are sleeping in the tent in the backyard tonight; I miss Taz and have called him three times today, hubby doesn't know and I feel like I'm lying to him. I hate feeling like I have to sneak around with my best mate. I don't know what hubby wants from me; but today after court he came around to see us and then promptly fucked off to the pub for two hours and I was left here with little Son when usually I'd invite Taz over for a drink and to have tea. It just feels like I'm convienient to be with, being as I live so close to the pub. It reminds me of the old days when I'd sit waiting for him to come home for dinner after he'd put his whole paypacket through the pokies on one afternoon. I don't want to go back to that. Add to that; hubby told me the other day that he fucked his highschool ex at their 20 year reunion and I got angry and sent her some fucked up messages from his phone then deleted her number off his contact list. Tonight I see he's added her again. I shouldn't even be looking through his phone but I don't know what his agenda is. One minute he tells me I can fuck whoever I like and then it seems he's staying over just so he can go to the pub and not have to drive back to his mothers and still see his mates and I sit here lonely now and miss Tazzie, who's been here everyday for 16 months.

I need a bullet; but I won't go looking for one...

So that's the sorry tale. Hope you have a happy Valentines Day, sweetpea. Think of me and sigh.

Exhaling as we speak...

Chat soon, Love you.

Miss Construed x

TMI Tuesday (Just For Fun...)

1. LUST: Besides your current Significant Other who do you lust for or have you lusted for?

Lust hey? It's a funny thing.

I have lusted over Taz. And Hottie. Pink. And hubby. In no particular order.

2. GLUTTONY: What food brings out your inner glutton?

Crackle and pork spare ribs. I could eat them endlessly.Need I say more?

3. GREED: What are you greedy for?

A life plan. Money. More work.

4. SLOTH: What is your plan for an ideal day of sloth?

I want to work 365 days a year. Sloth is not in my vocabulary.

5. WRATH: Describe a time that you let out a can of whoop ass on someone.

When soeone tells me that I'm full of shit; a fuckwit and a liar. It generally riles me up.

6. ENVY: Who or what do you envy? Why?

I envy people with money. At least people who have Lots of it.

7. PRIDE: Have you ever had to swallow your pride? What are you proud of?

I'm never wrong. Just ask me. Or Taz. Hubby. Or my my mother. They'll tell you.

The Eleventh Commandment...

Lay claim to...

No One.

A New Letter For Wemmaly...

Hey Wemmaly

Thanks for saying hi; I thought that you'd never speak to me again after what happened between us a few years ago. One of my biggest fears,my Dear. I hope you know why I did what I did. And I'm sorry for hurting you.

So you saw my little house; what did you think? I've been here with Littlest and Eldest son's (when is he home?) since Sept 2008. In fact I moved in on my birthday; hubby and I had been arguing heaps before then anyway, and as I briefly told you the other day violence got the better of us about a month before and he ended up putting my head into your blue and white tiered speckly bowls. One of the plates was fully cracked, the big bottom one, which has now gone, but I still have the others on my kitchen table. It served me as a reminder why I'm now living here, but they are still here if you want them back. I had black eyes for a month and couldn't go to work for a week, and even then was only on light duties. His mother even took me up to the hospital but I didn't press any charges. He told me to get out of the Gregory Pde house, so I applied for a few houses though no one would even look at the application, being a single pensioner and with the Chopper Dog to consider. So hubby went on the lease, only to get me this house, but he's never lived here. It's my place. I hated it at first (even though it is only a few minutes walk from 4 pubs) but now I call it my home.

We've tried a few times to reconcile; within the first 4-5 weeks that I moved in he assaulted me again in my loungeroom. Police were called but I didn't have him charged...

Then I started seeing Tazzie; who you met the other day in my loungeroom. He's 45 and my new/best/only friend. He'd been through his own recent breakup and was a mate from down at the Northo before he started coming over, though we've spent a lot of time together over the last 16 months. He's made me a garden. He's a gentleman and a shithead all in one. He's also the biggest bone of contention that hubby has. They have had two punchups; not because Taz wants me as his woman but because he won't see his mate hurt. We've done the drunken sexual thing but for the most part he is just my staunchest friend. He's a steel-fixer by trade but hasn't worked since having his back operation in August, which meant we've spent a lot of time playing cards and Backgammon. He's in love with both his ex's. He doesn't want a relationship or even to hold my hand. But he's my mate. And I like him. Which makes hubby shitty. I get on better with Taz than I feel I ever have with hubby. Tazzie makes me laugh; not cry.

Anyway; hubby assaulted me again last September, held me down and choked me in front of little Son, so I took out an AVO, which he breached twice before Melbourne Cup day. He pled not guilty so it got adjourned until January. Close to the court day he started being nice, in his own mental way, and I started feeling guilty about having him up on assault charges, being as he is the kid's father and all (Taz still doesn't get why I felt guilty).I was subpoened for court but didn't show up, so the charges were dropped. He's in enough trouble as it is, he'd been placed on a 3 year good behaviour bond in November for driving unlicenced,( and since Then, has been caught driving disquailified another two times, due to appear in court in February) There's nothing I can do to get him off this time. He's going to jail for sure; getting his pre-sentance report done as we type. I didn't want to be the one who sent my kid's father to jail. Taz gets angry when I try and protect him from the consequences, that's why he's gone home tonight with the shits at me(on his walking stick...).


I think you're up to speed on my situation now; even if it took me a good hour to type it all out.

So tell me; how are you? How is Willy? I guess you're back in Orange? I hope you're well, chicken, all sorted and happy.
And I was happy to mind your stuff; I kept your elephant in the same spot on the tv exactly where you left it. Elephants don't forget. And neither will I, Wemmaly.
You're as gorgeous as ever.

Can you see the time? It's 12;44 am and I have work in the morning and I'm half pissed. Okay; fully pissed.



Take care my sweet; I hope to talk to you soon

Goof x