i'm not amused..... WTC?

k i just realized something when someone says "i'm not amused" basically they are saying that i'm not not thinking about something or other, which means they're thinking about it, why would one say that i mean like seriously theres like busting someone bubble right there, bugger non amusers, honestly if i were to count all the times that i've been amused honestly i havn't been thinking about anything half of my concious life, anyways on another thought, i tend to be the kind of person who lives and learns by mistakes, the thing is, it's not really a good thing that i know so much then 8-) DANG lotta mistakes boys and girl, and even some of you ladies and gentlemen out there. speaking of mistakes, i never really finished the post from the other day, long story short, i doubt anything else is gonna happen with her there, but i shure wouldn't want to go on with life without actual love. anyways, i'm about wrapped up here so all yall have a good day, i'm off to finsih a book and maybe just blow some stuff up, haven't decided yet, OH by the way, i need to like get ideas for what to blow up on my birthday, chances are if you're reading this you know me, so gimme some friggen ideas of stuff to blow up on my birthday.
TA

hey, it's me again, for whoever has read the blog... or is reading it, thanks i spose for for showing some sort of interest. i shall talk a bit bout my past, or my future i spose, i really donno where either has been or where it's going, i want love, not just a one night stand or something like that, the feelings between two people when they think they're gonna spend the rest of their life together. i've had it before, or at least I had felt that way, then it all fell apart... i miss her, we've both done stuff in between and some people are so glad that i'm no longer with her... but i miss her, i dont even know if she feels the same way.. i still have her little notes to me in my wallet, lol, i have a picture that her god son took of her and me stealing a kiss... lol that crafty lil kid, and i still have a hole where she used to be, i;m not sure what i want exactly anymore, closure, to move on into the future... or to visit the past. In the words of some novel i was forced to read, the river flows both ways, the past and the present are always flowing, a new experience in life could cause you to look at the old on and look on it in an entirely different way, what i did a few weekends ago made me do just that, i looked at what i once knew and it was different, time had changed, memories, and the feelings came back as strong as ever like a current held back at a dam all of a sudden being let free.
Sigh, on a lighter note, i miss my old teacher mel, him pushing my limits of the english language, expanding my understanding of such things as this river, or just a kid brought up by crows, nature vs nurture, or even choice. it's my choice here ladies and gentlemen, i've been consumed by the drought for so long, but now the dam has burst and i'm drowning in the repercussions, i choose to either leave the waters and search for dry land, or i can wallow in the depths.... i wish to wallow for a while.

Goodbye again to your beautiful smile, your lips, your mouth, your eyes.
goodbye to the times, i cant tell you the truth, but i can't live with my lies.
i don't know whats which or where to begin,
but i know both our pasts are covered with sin.
The future is murky and the past still unclear and thoughts of you daunting my dreams
i'm searching my feelings i'm searching the world and i fear i don't know what it means.
forgive me my lover, my unfavored end, my liar, my longing, my friend
as long as i'm living i will go on sinning, it's my means to disposable end.
The night i told you i love you i still remember, a slip of tongue, more ways than one.
i remember what you said... it wasn't the same as me, yet.... but it soon was.

anyways, that's actually all i got for right now. sorry. anyways, i should be working right now but the vehicle is frozen. hugz and tugz for all yall.... wait.... no tugz

This is my blog...

So... this is a blog, almost would have thought something fancier, but alas, it does seem rather straight forward. in case you have an extensive vocabulary and knowledge of history, you know that my blog is named the tax, more thoroughly it was a roman tax instated every 15 years. The timing of the tax has nothing to do with the name of my blog but rather the idea of the word tax itself, to tax ones self may imply that he has pushed himself to some limit or another (or herself to any women whom may be readying this) which is what i've done in recent history... hmmm recent history, maybe save that one for later, now also tax can be used as something taxing ones thoughts now this is the use of it here, i shall be taxing your thoughts, either with sheer stupidity or maybe i shall actually say something that makes you think.... how ironic is it that something that plagues your thoughts is taxes but plagues tax your thoughts... anyways. i may or may not be able to keep this blog updated very regularly, but when it is i hope you enjoy a read... if anyone does indeed read this thing.
I drive for a living, and make sure that there is new inventory in stores, i get alot of time to think about things when i'm on the road. i hope you will join me in pondering some afterthoughts.