I can barely stand it I’m so excited!!
I’m moments away from getting off of work and going home, where I will be dressing up in my fabulously sexy Catholic School Girl uniform, which I cut short and hemmed so I can be the proper slut that I am (ya right). My BSB is going as a monk so we should make a great pair. We are going to the home of HelenJane & Hilary to partake in a night of tricks, treats, frights and fun. I CAN”T WAIT!!!
I hear they have decorated the crap out of their house and there is going to be a few rock stars there as well.
What a night we will have!!
Here is a little Halloween treat for you guys.
The Cry
by D.B.Adams
A long plaintive wail emanated from the cardboard box. Whether Jacob had seen the box or heard the cry first, he could not be sure, but he was certain that the pitiful sound came from the box. At once he was regretting taking the short cut from the Burger bar to the car park, he had always felt uncomfortable using it after dark. The passage between the Record shop and the Butchers was only just wide enough for one person and it was badly lit with a single bulb. Where it opened out behind the shops, anyone could be hiding in the dark out of sight of the High Street, hardly visible in the shadows from the vast empty car park.
Still he had something else to worry about this time because there was that cry again, audible above the sound of the fans on the refrigeration unit at the back of the Butchers shop. It was a heart rending sound of loneliness, pain and hunger, that brought back memories of childhood punishments, when Jacob's mother locked him in his bedroom without any dinner or supper. He could hear her voice even now, all these years later, "You disgusting little monster". What was that awful sound? What should he do about it? Leave it probably, let some one else sort it out. Nobody had helped him then locked in his bedroom or in the dark under stairs cupboard, shivering in his wet pyjamas, his cries drowned out by his mothers ranting and the loud rumble of the washing machine.
The cry went on long and pathetic, rising and falling in pitch. It was probably some kittens, the abandoned and unwanted offspring of a family pet, discarded by a callous owner. If it was and if he opened the box, what then? He would then feel responsible for them, would have to take them home. No, better to leave them for someone else, not his problem. But the cry was echoing round the alley, echoing inside his head, there was something about it that sounded almost human. Perhaps it was a baby shut in the box, he thought, in the dark.
He couldn't leave a baby shut inside a box, alone in the dark. Jacob knew how that felt, to be shut in, how you could not breathe, how you began to sweat, how you could feel the blood rushing and roaring through your temples and the contents of your stomach rising in your throat. The waves of panic that wash hot and cold through the body.
And Jacob knew if there was any chance that it could be a baby, he had no choice but to look inside the box. He was within a foot of the cardboard box when suddenly there was a slight movement from the box and the crying ceased, all was quiet except the thrum of the fans in the butchers shop wall. The top of the box was sealed with wide brown parcel tape, Jacob managed to get his fingernail under the end and peeled off the tape in one go. Pulling open the flaps he stared into the shadowy darkness, trying to make some sense of the shape within. It didn't look like a baby, in fact there seemed to be more than one set of eyes blinking back at him. "Kittens, I was right the first time" he thought, reaching in with both hands to pick one up. Taloned hands grabbed both his wrists, sudden and vice like, searing pain shot up his arms.
He yelled out and tried to pull away. The claws pulled back, hard and sharp, digging into his flesh and forcing him off balance. Jacob realised that there was no way he could stop himself falling head first into the cardboard box. As his head entered the box more small clawing hands grabbed at it, pulling at his hair and ears, he felt the sharp talons enter his nostrils, dig into his neck and shoulders. Even as his chest passed into the box Jacob was aware of the wet and warm, strangely comforting feeling spreading through the front of his trousers.
Then as the claws pulled the rest of his body down into the darkness, he felt the hot and cold waves of panic running through his body. As he struggled for breath, the blood roaring in his ears, his shouts of terror began to subside, turning first into a whimper, then into a long plaintive wail.
© D.B.Adams
It’s Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, YAY!!!
I’m pissed…..
because by the time I get off work it will be pitch black out.
So, it’s the Monday after my 2nd Annual Halloween Slumber Party…..
and I’m feeling it today. I (and hopefully the other fabulous women that showed up to my party) had a very good time. I ate too much and drank just enough and got to do what I really love, hang out with my girls. One movie was a bust but Halloween came through with the terror. I must say that my favorite part had to be when all the lovely ladies awoke in the morning and they all came into my bed and we smoked and talked and had a good discussion about our various versions of Cunt. My BSB came home around 9:30 am baring bagels and white fish. The fabulous guy that he is took over were I left off, making sure our friends were all fed and happy. We decided that we needed to watch more scary movies so we put in Evil Dead, what a gore fest. I didn’t get much sleep and by 1:30 pm on I was pretty much useless. I don’t think I got up off the couch until the Giant’s lost.
Thank you ladies for a great time!
Now it’s time to get back to work and start thinking about next years Slumber Party, YAY!
Yay, Yay, Yay
my BSB just called and told me that our TV just arrived!
Just in time for us girls to watch our scary movies, yay!
So it’s Friday and I’m at work with nothing at the moment to do… so why not blog. I don’t get enough time in the day to spend doing one of the things I enjoy most, sharing my life with my friends and family. I do truly love you All!
Yesterday at work while a few people in my office were waiting for the elevator, there was a loud noise like chains falling from the top floor. A minute later we heard the buzzer in the elevator going off. About an hour after that when I was leaving to go home the poor woman was still trapped between floors.
Needless to say I shall be taking the stairs from now on.
Finally...
Blogger is back up and I can post what I wrote this morning.
Yay, it’s Friday…
And my slumber party is tomorrow and I’m going to hang with my friends at Lucky 13 this evening and hopefully my new TV. will arrive today.
Life can be good sometimes!
I haven’t been to my page in awhile because I’m now trying to be responsible and actually work at my job. Today I stopped by and read some comments (which I Love) and I realized that Halloween is just 7 days away. I can’t believe how time flies when you have a job. I think it’s just because I’m getting older.
Anywho I’m so excited and starting to get a little stressed about my Halloween Slumber Party. I have the majority of stuff done but I have to do some finishing touches and my fucking T.V. set hasn’t arrived, yet. It BETTER be here tomorrow!
I can’t wait to eat and drink and watch scary movies and hang with the most Fabulous Women I know!
It’s good to be the Queen (Oh, that’s taken) Mistress of the Knight!
I just found out that because of fucking leap year I will not have a birthday on a saturday until 2010.
Sometimes life can really suck ass.
Today is my 2nd wedding anniversary with my BSB,
and I feel extremely blessed!
I love BBC America!
Waking up
Turning on the tube
Changing the channel to 162,
And then the music starts
And I know
That soon, very soon
I will be watching my favorite show!
I know that some people don’t like Oprah but I love her because she does shows like this.