FALLEN ANGEL

"He came and soon will he be gone, for he is not a human but an Angel in form." 

Today the blog should be titled why I suck? What a person has to do when it meets a stranger that talks the tongue of a dozen cultures and his presence is so angelical his altitude so powerful that you cannot avoid but to be quiet on his presence for you have not words. Your mind tells you there is no such thing as Angels since in your scientific mind, how could this possibly exist?

A man that has never been touched in a human way cannot understand how fragile a woman's heart is. Everything is amusing to him and new and I can see through his black beautiful eyes much more than his stature can reach. My lonely heart feels the void that is coming; that he cannot see because he knows no pain yet.

Absence does not make the heart grow fonder, but harder and in her eyes the fleeting moment of pleasure and laughter is filled with future non-encounters and alone vigils. 

"I am like a ghost "he said. "The moment that you want to hold me back I will be gone, soon you will forget." Now I wonder why the Goddess chose the Lady to bear such pain...don't Angels suppose to carry a message for the human they visit? Maybe the story is not done. 

Dare to ask him, where would you go? "My life is an open book, but myself only an instrument and my destination my Lady is unknown." Unknown! ! Here I go again: This sucks, This blows, maybe I shouldn't curse? In front of an Archangel, that is just the worst!

"My love for the world fascinates me; everything is new. My eyes opened like a child holding tears pouting my lips, I guess is meant to be. It is, and it will be My Lady"

What Are You Thinking? Jealousy, sadness, loneliness, selfishness are all my new trades. It sucks! This blows! has become my only rhetorical answer and I hear myself sound like a child just like when my parents would not allow me to do or have something I wanted at that moment. Could I tempt him to stay? He loves to hold me close. He told me so today. Could I turn him from the light? 

He said I tried not to call on you for three nights I started to feel human and I like to feel human, the emotion. A moment of communion was all it took, he asked: What were you thinking...I couldn't tell him thus that night in his arms I cried.

to be continued????

POF YOUR MATCH OK CUPID?

Okay so the title is not smart at all, but if you are reading this blog you need more help that I do. Yes you know it and now everyone knows it!!!

So today i decided although i am not a full subscriber to any of these sites, I have used them in the past since my divorce in 2007...Today three people asked me for dates and I really...thank you guys...couldnt decide which will be worse...these were my conversations with the contenders...BY THE WAY MR. HAPPY TONGUE has dissipated forever out of my life without a text and I am glad...as truly I didnt want to meet him and MR. MOXIE...omg...I never told you about MR. MOXIE huh???  Well maybe another day I am trying to keep it PG.

Well here we go...POF...Well the site is fantastic...Plenty of Fish..but no one I would like to catch...being to average for the average Joe...when you search by "looking for long term," five people appear...and gessshhhh....lets say that if you can imagine the 1800s when people didnt use or have soap or water..in their house and were in the river collecting gold nuggest...well now you get the picture...The site is fustrating as you cannot navigate around or see any messages without paying...so for all I know the man of my dreams is there...waiting...for me to be able to afford $.9.99 a month....
In this site I met ...Captain X...good looking man about my age seemed normal enough...long term...check...blue eyes....check...high....above floor level we dont want the nuts to hit the ground while walking...check...text him......oh sheskebatt he is a swinger...well the profile said..."i am looking for long term commitment..." Well Captain X you could fooled me however after talking to Capt X about his preferences...he seemed like the most normal guy in the world..we talked about how it is to be a swinger and how he started that life...okay I guess he put that profile in 2009..and he still uses it...really??? Well that goes nothing.

Contender 2: Army guy....talked to him in ok cupid...sweet, smart..good looking we have a lot in common..we both ex Army...good chemistry...His profile reads....I am looking for someone that wants to practice dating during the summer....."HAH!!! What the hell (sorry heck) that means??? How do you practice dating? Either you do it or you dont!!! Gosh being single is extremely confusing!!! Ok cupid is by far my favorite site...BECAUSE is FREEE! You can talk all you want and in general there is guys of all ages and pretty good looking, some funny, sassy...average joes...I asked Army guy how come he contacted me...welll..I liked your eyes and your smile....awwww... he so sweeet....NOT!!! My guess is that it was me or a transvestite....No offense to all the transvestites that read my blog if you are out there....you do it your way...wherever...this is getting worse by the minute....now I am blubbering...hmmm Army guy you got me fooled with your walk and your talk..more of that another day...

Contender 3: Eharmony seems to me like the most viable site to find someone if you are really serious about finding the one (for marriage purposes). Not sure what it is...maybe is the time that takes to complete that profile...but the platform is beautiful..and interactive...which for a techie like me you keep clicking per hours like in some kind of trance....Me....page...Turning...Now.....Where AM I???? ....No touchi...

Well I wish i could talk in more detail about this...read the blog...pay me and then you will get more saucy details but for now...I am afraid...my blog reaches 53 people every two minutes...and I am somehow still considered...Normal by my coworkers...hmmm maybe not...!!! What a minute...today the thing I learn men are visual...you need to use the same techniques that good dancers and stripers use to distract men and be in control...dont let them know that you want them...like them...have feeligs for them...so they will want to come for more..use the hot/cold technique...for example...."You are smart...for a guy"....Women...Hispanic Ladies You Know what I am talking about...Dont play..sisters TELL ME What techniques you use to keep your man interested SHARE!!!

Why You Suck!: MR HAPPY TONGUE!Well just a fresh single chick l...

Why You Suck!: MR HAPPY TONGUE!

Well just a fresh single chick l...: MR HAPPY TONGUE! Well just a fresh single chick looking on the jungle of desire...the heart that is Tampa, full of wackos, locos, and and ...

SO TRUE Pyewacket

The phone rang, I could not believe it, Metro PCS picked up the phone call right away and a Hispanic sassy but smart female voice answered: How Can I help you today?

I am terrible with names, so terrible in fact that i can remember exactly where I met you and the feeling of are you a wonderful i want to spend time with you person or a getting away as fast as you can person, so much in fact that after this kind stranger helped me in the most human possible way one can...i cannot for the likes of me remember her name.

I was embarrassed, embarrassed to have to tell a stranger that me a 44 year old woman supposedly a bright intelligent woman was calling to cut his boyfriend, excuse me, ex-boyfriend of eight months phone service. 

-Yes, I would like to cut one of my lines, please, I am not going to need it anymore. My voice was trembling, for the last six or seven days i have been crying day and night my eyes turned green just like Pyewacket, a side effect of genetics..when I am happiest my eyes are dark brown...but when i am unhappy my eyes will turn green just like a mystique cat's eyes.

-What happened with the line your family will not be needing it?
-No madam...you see...my boyfriend....
-Girl, no worries, I got you girl, the same thing happened to me..with Fernando...(for some reason i remember his name)....you know after i paid his bills, take him with my car....the bastard was texting girls on my phone that i paid for...we were living together you know?

Well my chickies...suddenly...i did not feel as shitty as before or stupid as before...this woman in five minutes did for me what no psychologist could have done on a year of Freudian theory...she told me to be happy to dodge the bullet and SNAP out of it Shit!!!

Elisa and I continued to talk about intimate stuff on a recorded line for 45 minutes...I even asked her are you going to get in trouble...you know because of the content...she said my job is not only to help you with your phone service...but in this case...i want to help you because i been there...No madam it is my honor and privilege that I got to talk to you today...
-Wow, you really should be a therapist...they need to pay you more at your job...Elisa???
Elisa for lack of better name...told me that the first year is hard...cry it out girl...she said with her Hispanic accent...everyone now...somewhere...somehow is going through the same different ages...heartbreaks everywhere....but that is good thing..she said. It turns out Elisa not only was well read...she recommended me a book...but also have as many degrees and heartbreaks as me...well...maybe there is an explanation. Are we hoping for the hopeless...?

-How is that good???? I said.
- It is good because now you can move on and do what you really need to do!!! That simple statement throw me out...yes lately for the last eight months i jumped to his every wimp and desire...and i dint mean (in the bedroom which he was lacking badly...more to come...tatatatadaaaa) but i was not me anymore...i was not even a shadow of my former self...keeping everyone at a distance that really matter to help this man that couldn't care less for me..

Elisa made me feel special, ,love, understood, and most importantly gave me 2 free months of service...and took off his bill from my account.

After I got off the phone I felt this air of independence...of standing up for me..my mother will be proud...you know all my female friends had told me ...if he does not answer the phone or text to talk to you...then cut it off!!!

My conscience didnt let me down...for a couple days I felt i done a great injustice as I dont posses malice or the intent to harm...Had a turn into a bad....ITCH? ...Well you judge...then all of the sudden he started to trying to comunicate with me...well I should have done this from the beginning CONTINUE BEING ME PYEWACHET...SO TRUE.

MR HAPPY TONGUE!

Well just a fresh single chick looking on the jungle of desire...the heart that is Tampa, full of wackos, locos, and and many, many dating sites. What is out there for women my age, ladies any idea? When is the last time that you dated anyone in Tampa? And what is dating. I have discover that my cultural differences I was born in Spain originally did not teach me how to date the American Male.

The American male or most commonly known as Mr. Happy tongue, is a diverse bread of hormone sex crazy erectile disfunction males looking for a good time. Exhibit A: The Divorcee...the male that is perfect for you an age, income, and look but will rather date the nineteen year old that does certain things in the bedroom that were only legal in old Roman times.

The Young Stud: Yes, my girlies this is the only group worth of at least trying one time. No commitment, no issues, no taboos and they love our age group. They treat you like a lady...after all their mom is your age...yes let's dont kid ourselves ladies...We want them, we have them...we unfortunately cannot show up with them at the family reunion. God they are hot...hmmm okay ...i lost my train of though.

Yes, as some of you might entertained my major in college was not English, so dont expect perfect grammar until i dont get pay for this wonderful train of a wreck that is my life. Mr. Wonderful continues to move out of my life...and took our stepkids with him. When I asked him where did he stop loving me, he replied: The day you cut off my phone!!! Ladies....do you think that if a man dumps you, leaves you alone, heartbroken after you took care of him, his health, and his kids...and then proceeds not to text you, call you or talk with you...and the phone is in your name....is he entitled to keep his phone number.....GET ME AN AMEN!!! HELL TO THE NO!!!

Now for the last group, the one we all want: The One, The Sweetheart, this type of man is a sweetheart, gentleman, cares for you, and will go a mile walking on your shoes every day...but sadly most of the time you are not attracted to this type......I am hoping will be different next time. So tell me ladies post which kind of man are you attracted and why....RAVE sisters. I am listening.

Mystique James....much love chickies.

POPCORN AND RAMEN AND OKCUPID

As I sit here in our empty house I wonder where I went wrong? One of my best friends said to me that I somehow attract the wrong kind of male. How I wonder? I picked them randomly, in different places, I am not one of going jumping from relationship to relationship yet everyone seems to judge me and they do think i go jumping even though my last relationship which lasted six years was a solid one.

Hmmm, popcorn and ramen is what is left in the house, after I paid all your bills and took care of your kids, you Mr. Wonderful, took off never to be seen again with my adoptive children. How can you move as fast as Speedy Gonzalez I wonder,..maybe i repel men they seemed to run faster than a fat kid to a cupcake.

I couldnt say sincerely that I didnt see it coming I think i knew from day one, but when i saw you bending over like Homer Simpson fixing a tire my maternal instinct took off, your blue eyes did the rest. Well this blog is dedicated to you and to the boyfriends, ex-boyfriends, husbands, and man losers of the world who think they can get away with murder.

We are not the weaker sex, we just let you think we are the weaker sex!! You already move on starting to date random chicks that have no idea you are a user, a drama queen and a has been. No car, no money, no future, you suck people dry and take everything with you their health, their honor, their money, their time, and yes almost their soul.

Thank God I got my healthy chicks, my best friends, my managers, my teenager daughter, they keep me going strong. LADIES, ramp up, go wild, talk about your inner fears, talk about your boyfriends and how they are a piece of shit because they are texting six women at the same time you are in the kitchen preparing their dinner, get mad....rave.....

Mystique 2015