Saturday, May 23, 2009


Lighting comes as a flash of light.

Thunder comes in a boom of might.

The wind howl's like a wolf in the night.

The rain comes down as a roar of fright.

These are the sacred sounds of a stormy night.

They mix together like a Werewolves bite.

They would make a superstitious person die of fright.

These are the sacred sounds of a storm in the night.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

how cares

What is the point of having friends if they do nothing but treat you like a fucking slave? All they do is break around and wait you to jump every time they call. I would rather be alone with my cats there truly enjoys your company. Most of the time I feel like that I am that toy in the back of the dresser that accumulate dust, but is brushed and played with of every once and a while because the toys are busy. would prefer to be on my own then with a bunch of fakes.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

why I love doctors!!!!!!

Don’t you love how every time you see a doctor you have to fill out the same information? I have seen about ten different doctors that all are affiliated with Lourdes Hospital and every time I see them I have to fill out the same paper work that I filled out last time. Come on don’t you think that they can just look it up in the computer; they can do it for our blood test. I also hate to carry my M.R.I’s around why in the hell can’t they put them on a C.D. or a disk? Each sheet is 20 by 20 and I can’t fold them up or anything. The paper work that I fill out is all the same age, sex, social securely number, address ect. I also love how you have to wait 45 minutes to a hour to see a doctor and they see you for about 2 minutes, I know how they fucking doctor is busy because they have to have a free lunch with the pill companies, then call other doctors to set up the tee time and the golf course god I do not know how they have time to fit they sick people in.

Monday, February 2, 2009


Webster’s Dictionary says that 1poi•son
Middle English, from Anglo-French poisun drink, potion, poison, from Latin potion-, potio drink — more at potion
13th century
1 a: a substance that through its chemical action usually kills, injures, or impairs an organism b (1): something destructive or harmful (2): an object of aversion or abhorrence2: a substance that inhibits the activity of another substance or the course of a reaction or process

Yet I think that it is just more than a chemical that is harmful. I think that you can make your own poison in your mind. I think your mind can inhibit your mind so much that your body breaks down. Stress is the perfect poison because we all have it, just how much we let stress take over could help or kill us.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

My life My Pain My Feet.

Um what do I have to say about what has happen to the Booth. Well This past Feb 3 (Super Sunday) I woke up with some extreme pain in my right knee so much that I could bend it. I when to work and on my lunch break I downed a half a bottle of pain killers set my alarm clock and feel asleep. After a hour of rest and pain killers it was no better. After work I when to a Super Bowl party where I only stay to the end of the 1st quarter due to the pain. I want home and to bed. The next day I woke to the shock of my life and that is the pain is gone from the knee and has moved to the left ankle. I stayed off my leg for the next month or so because of the pain. I went to the Doctor and they just told me that I am having a flair up of my Gout. After a month or so the pain would go down to were I would be able to go to work yet that would be all I could do because by the time I would be half way done with the shift I would start to fell the pain and at the end of it my feet would be done and it would take me about 15 minutes to get to my car and then when I got there I would have to sit for a little bit just so that the pain would go down and I would be able to drive home. Day after day I would take a whole bottle of pain killer to work and finish it off by the end of the shift. The pain got so much sometimes I would not know how I would be able to go on. Sometimes I would sit on my knees and put eggs and juice so that I would be able to rest my ankles. Now you are asking me why I would not take leave of work and rest my feet and that is because I love to work and I love to help people. I waited as long as I could to go on leave. Now that I am on leave I have been to the doctors and they have not any more luck to finding what is wrong with me. This past week the doctor had be do a Vitamin D test to find out that I am very very low. The normal person has a between 30-80 I am at 8 so yeah that is low. I am take Vitamin D pills and I hope that is over with. I nor the Doctor think that this is the answer but who knows.