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I should be in bed. I start my new job tomorrow and I need to get some sleep but I remembered (late) that I said I would chat with you, well if anyone is actually reading, and if nobody is, maybe I just feel like Sunday night is a good night to pepper the Internet with my personal seed of 1's and 0's. Eventually, someone is bound to get impregnated, addicted, obsessed on what I have to say. Well, at least a woman can hope. I've always said it's good to have hopes and dreams because hope is what gets you up in the morning. Now I was raised Catholic and I'm not going to get into all the nuances within the Catholic Church but I was blessed to have Benedictine sisters and the Benedictine approach in my

Sunday night. Let make a habit that I will always talk to you all for sure, on Sunday night, even if it means I am silent for most of the week. Consistency and habits need to be rebuilt when it comes to my more "thoughtful" internet presence. Its just like if you want to get good at a skill, such as grappling, you have to commit to training no less than twice a week, otherwise why bother? This rule applies to the gym or anything that you want to get better at. The more you do it, the more you start to build a habit, the longer you do it, the more likely it is to stick. Also, when I had tekwh0re.net, I always had 'randoms

I wrote. Then I disappeared again. And then this week happened where hot damn, you're seeing me all over. I've been coming out of my shell, so to speak. First, I was invited on a friend's running MMA Podcast. It was nice of them to invite me. If you're interested in MMA or just want to see me interacting with other people, you might want to check out "If I Did It". I'm not sure if I will be a weekly guest as of yet- I think so- but you can check me out if so choose (and if you liked it, subscribe and comment!! Make sure you tell them how awesome I am

I think too much- at least when it comes to this blogging thing. I always say I am going to come back, do one or two posts then disappear. Well, I am going to try to stick with it- it's not that I don't have anything to say anymore- y'all know me- I'm rarely strapped for words. More its the self- editing that I do because I know how nobody can really "hide" on the Internet anymore. I have to self-filter due to working in corporate because god forbid someone takes offense to the fact I said "fuck", don't give a shit about drugs or prostitution, have a lot of tattoos, and I beat up people for fun and relaxation. But I've always, always, always missed my old website. You know TEKWHORE.NET. Funny thing is

Not a good night. And this song popped into my year after 20+ years. Haven't thought of it since high school/college. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FHsip5xOenQ Lyrics: People I know places I go Make me feel tongue tied I can see how people look down They're on the inside Here's where the story ends People I see, weary of me Showing my good side I can see how people look down I'm on the outside Here's where the story ends Ooh here's where the story ends It's that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes my eyes feel sore Oh I never should have said the books that you read Were all I loved you for It's that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes me wonder why & it's the memories of the shed that make me turn red Surprise surprise surprise Crazy I know, places I go Make me feel so tired I can see how people look down I'm on the outside Oh