black is the new president bitch...

sorry for the commercial, bitch asses got me for that one.  it'd be my fucking luck that it will play that fucking Beyawnce commercial.  fucking free advertisement bullshit.  but I used hulu rather than utube, cause it allows you to edit clip that you would like to embed.  It's open to the public and even has movie classics like "Dude Where's My Car"  

Here's Tracy Morgan on Barack Obama and Hilarity Clinton.  tee fucking hee!

C- c- c- c- c- crackhead!

You know I'd do it!  I'm sorry this shit shouldn't be funny but it is.  Specially when you realize that Viv is Halle Berry...

What set me off...

you might want to take a look at the definition of defamation.  and by the by it would be comprehends, not has comprehension.

Listen Trouble.  You said that it was 'one-sided' ...I will repost everything, because I clipped it.  Think for two seconds that neither of us had colour.  I apologized to Pretty on her blog for my behalf and if this has turned into a laughing matter between all of you, that is fine.

Trouble, it was not your place to get in our argument.

As for visiting blogs, I came to yours constantly, and left comments.  You only came to mine recently and then you have been acting like I am a leper.  I don't care.

And from what I just read that Anners posted, it looks like a bunch of you are talking smack about me (how mature!). You have my email.  Write me.  Or post it on your blog.  I read it.  Do not speak of me as if I don't exist.  I have never seen anyone turn their attitude as quickly as you, Trouble, and I really thought highly of you at one point.

If PB don't want to come back, not many of us knew her anyways.  She never made it a point to come to my blog and still never could answer the 'loopy' question. Look back and tell me one reference to my medications making me loopy.  Try not to be so one-sided yourself, Trouble.

I don't even have a problem with PB because I never knew her.  I didn't get a chance to meet her...but you...I can't believe your ways.  But it's the internet.

Maybe Anners, in some small way, is playing you, but in a mature way, and let's pretend I am PB.

Don't worry, when I am done with the CSS here, I am going to start on my blog and if you like I will send you an invite to see how I really, really, really feel.

This comment was posted on TypHo Boulevard prior to the posts below.  Of course you can no longer find it on there because someone erased it.  Anyone else remember the Pink Elephant post?

Harlequins Greatest Hits

I notice you like to pop off at the mouth when you think I'm not around to defend myself.  That's a real punk move Harlequin.  Think I changed shit?  Well I can't I can only erase a comment, not moderate it.  Thats how my blog is set up.  You hit like a 3 year old girl by the way...

harlequin has comprehension said...

Trouble, you got issues.  You got in the middle of a discussion with PB and I.  You made a big to do over nothing and would not let it go, changing your post after I comment on the other page...it's triflin'. 

PB, I shold not have apologized to you.  You are weak.  You are insecure.  You are dead in my eyes, so quit talking shit.

Yeah you graduated in 1990, and brought it back in 2008, PB.  I thought you loved to put off a persona of a strong woman, we see who the weak one is.

So you two little girls have tons of fun.

3:40 am

Little girls, but we see who was the first one to resort to name calling. And you know I didn't change shit, that your MO, erasing and editing.  You have the comprehension level of rock.  Should we go back to my post about 1HIVPositive and how despite a perfectly comprehensible introduction to her blog, you were the only one who thought that it was PB with HIV?  

harlequin is done said...

PB, you are the punk on the internet, trying to, for lack of a better term, cyber bully a bitch who don't play little girl games with people who can't read and once again:

shit stains in my draws is all ya'll is.

Don't worry Trouble, I will bid adieu and you can trollop on the Blvd.

3:42 am

Again with the name calling, could it be cause you really dont have shit to back you up?  And why dont you try wiping your ass, that might eliminate those shit stains.  

Ok last video association...

...Flashdance made me think of Fame and the crush that I had on Bruno and Leroy. Ah, the good old days...

She Will Cut You Like A Knife!

I soo need to get this movie on DVD, it;s a fucking classic!  And yall cant tell me that you dont do the running spinning head tossing move when your dancing around the house acting crazy!

Blame this on Wanda...

cause I was lurking on her site and she had a link to a Thin Lizzy video on YouTube.  And next to the video, they had another link to a Sheena Easton video, which reminded me about how much I used to love Sheila E!  Oh how I wanted to play the drums!  Ended up with a trumpet and an electric guitar.  Oh well, such is life.  Enjoy the Glamorous Life (Fergie is a biting hag who probably never had an original thought in her life!)

Magnetic Poetry...

...from my fridge. I tend not to pay attention since I have a shit load of words on there.  But from time to time I stop and look like I did recently.  Some I wrote, others popped up and I'm not sure who put them up.  Some I'm pretty sure I know who wrote them.

house dirty when I'm crazy

clean up day needed (by Mommy most likely)

pet me please!!! (Duke?!)

chocolate worship tantalizes (?  Big Mr. Bad was in there yesterday)

fever moist gleaming beauty (been on there for a while, author unknown)

oh god (Dear God, its me Trouble...)

what will we whisper passion so sacred

tell him you was out (? Slick maybe)

father how good things were past

what can't you do

taste my sweet wet naked love (Big Mr. Bad?)

magnificent lust

drench his fantasy

in vast delicious life

paradise between the flames

haunts her dreams

body  &  soul (author unknown)

they mate like roses

not for time

the moon hungers for thy joy

I run open (author unknown)

hair

my wildest gift

next century

bright rises

dark angel

freeze out dry death

gentle love

linger eternal morning

gaze out on turquoise oceans

warm honeyed evening

hungry wild chocolate

he said please

lets live

and feel day turn to night

cherish dark blue days

touch this beautiful promise

trust the rhythm of pleasure

on his love

I danced

clutching to careless summer

bathed in sugary kisses

drunk with desire

hmmm, I think I have the erotic set and maybe the love letters set.  some of them aren't half bad.  they aren't half good either but thats another story.  Anywhoo, the clean up process continues...

Re: New Template

Eh, I'll probably change it tomorrow...

I've got a Daemon!

Ok, so I told you I was excited about the Golden Compass movie, and I posted the preview, but I forgot to mention that I spent about an hour and a half on the movie's website. And I found my daemon! His name is Aenad, he's a crow don't ja know! Apparently I'm modest, spontaneous, inquisitive, proud (and modest? ohkay) and assertive....




And did I mention that DANIEL CRAIG IS IN THE MOVIE!!!!! I think I forgot that part, he's Lord Asriel... (and Eva Green, Nik Kidman, and Sam Elliot)

The original books are by Phillip Pullman, he rocks hard in my humble opinion

ooooooooo, pretty

Cool Beans

Duke thinks he can talk, but he don't have anything on these guys!

Unusual Deaths In Antiquity...

I don't know I thought they were interesting. And if you don't chuckle at dude who got a turtle dropped on his head, than you must have broken your funny bone! Cause that's funny! Or fucked up or something (very little sleepies last nighties!)

Antiquity

Note: Many of these stories are likely to be apocryphal (uncertain authenticity)

• 458 BC: The Greek playwright Aeschylus was killed when an eagle dropped a live tortoise on him, mistaking his bald head for a stone.
• 270 BC: The poet and grammarian Philitas of Cos reportedly wasted away and died of insomnia while brooding about the Liar paradox.^[1]
• 207 BC: Chrysippus, a Greek stoic philosopher, is believed to have died of laughter after watching his drunken donkey attempt to eat figs.^[2]
• 53 BC: Following his defeat at Carrhae at the hands of the Parthians under Spahbod Surena, Marcus Licinius Crassus was executed by having molten gold poured down his throat. Some accounts claim that his head was then cut off and used as a stage prop in a play performed for the Parthian king Orodes II.
• 48 BC: The Roman general Pompey, fleeing to Egypt after being defeated at the Battle of Pharsalus by his rival Julius Caesar, was stabbed, killed, and decapitated: his head was then preserved in a jar by the young king Ptolemy XIII and presented to Caesar, with whom he intended to ingratiate himself. Caesar was not pleased.
• 43 BC: Cicero, the great Roman statesman, was labelled an enemy of the state by the Second Triumvirate. Like all those proscribed by the Triumvirate, he was hunted down and killed; his severed hands and head were then displayed on the Rostra in the Forum for several days, during which time Fulvia, wife of Mark Antony, is supposed to have stabbed his once-skilled tongue several times with a hairpin.
• 42 BC: Porcia Catonis, wife of Marcus Junius Brutus, killed herself by supposedly swallowing hot coals after hearing of her husband's death; however, modern historians claim that it is more likely that she poisoned herself with carbon monoxide, by burning coals in an unventilated room.
• 4 BC: Herod the Great suffered from fever, intense rashes, colon pains, foot drop, inflammation of the abdomen, a putrefaction of his genitals that produced worms, convulsions, and difficulty breathing before he finally gave up. ^[3] Similar symptoms-- abdominal pains and worms-- accompanied the death of his grandson Herod Agrippa in 44 AD, after he had imprisoned St Peter. At various times, each of these deaths has been considered divine retribution.
• 64 - 67: St Peter was executed by the Romans. According to many sources, he asked not to be crucified in the normal way, but was instead executed on an inverted cross. This is the only recorded instance of this type of crucifixion.
• 69: The short-time Roman emperor Galba was killed after becoming extremely unpopular with both the Roman people and the Praetorian guard-- however, 120 different people claimed credit for having killed him. All of these names were recorded in a list and they all were later themselves executed by the emperor Vitellius.
• C. 98 Saint Antipas, Bishop of Pergamum, was roasted to death in a brazen bull during the persecutions of Emperor Domitian. Saint Eustace, as well as his wife and children supposedly suffered a similar fate under Hadrian. The creator of the brazen bull, Perillos of Athens, was according to legend the first victim of the brazen bull when he presented his invention to Phalaris, Tyrant of Agrigentum.
• 258: St Lawrence was martyred by being burned or 'grilled' on a large metal gridiron at Rome. Images of him often show him holding the instrument of his martyrdom. Legend says that he was so strong-willed that instead of giving in to the Romans and releasing information about the Church, at the point of death he exclaimed "I am done on this side! Turn me over and eat."
• 260: According to an ancient account, Roman emperor Valerian, after being defeated in battle and captured by the Persians, was used as a footstool by the King Shapur I. After a long period of punishment and humiliation, he offered Shapur a huge ransom for his release. In reply, Shapur had molten gold poured down Valerian's throat. He then had the unfortunate emperor skinned and his skin stuffed with straw or dung and preserved as a trophy. Only after the Sassanid dynasty's defeat in their last war with Rome three and a half centuries later was his skin given a cremation and burial.^[4] (Interestingly, a recent report from Iran mentions the restoration of a bridge supposed to have been built by Valerian and his soldiers for Shapur in return for their freedom).^[5]

• 415: The Greek mathematician and philosopher Hypatia of Alexandria was murdered by a mob by having her skin ripped off with sharp sea-shells and what remained of her was burned. (Various types of shells have been named: clams, oysters, abalones. Other sources claim tiles or pottery-shards were used.)

They soooo should have put that Valerian shit in 300! And by the by you can take the herb Valerian to help you sleep! (but it stinks to high heaven)