Victoria feels like  today.

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I

AM

ALIVE!

..................Damnit!

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Was at work today.  You've gotta give me props for working the southern barbeque Sunday Buffet with the Super Bowl only hours away from starting.  Unfortunate thing was, there weren't as many tables as we had expected.  The managers were going on about how we were going to be slammed, but it was just moderate and steady the entire time.  Disappointed?  I think not.  I hate the buffet.  I loved it the first day...but now I loathe it with a fiery passion.

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There's a cute guy at work.  Jacob.  But company rules are you can't date anyone else who works at Dixie Bones.  And he's got a girlfriend.  He's a totally decent, funny guy!  I'm hooked.  But, ah, must let go.  He really likes his girlfriend.  Like in a maybe-one-day-I'll-even-pop-the-question type of like.  Yeah, story of my life.

Do you know what else I hate?  I hate it when men call me pet names when their wives are right there.  Doll.  Honey.  Sweetheart.  I mean, it's okay, but when it comes with a wink, it's like, "Space...?  Anywhere, space...?"  There was this guy who was all over me the other night.  I have to admit, he was a looker.  But he also looked like he'd rolled around in a dumpster and then fought it.  He said we were kindred spirits because my nails were green and his were purple, but he already had a girl.  And then he left without a second glance.  How anti-climactic.

Fu...

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Life is...currently stable.  No, well, it's not quite stable....it's like running a heart monitor on the bottom of the ocean floor.  If that makes any sense at all.  It's stable darkness.  Stable dirge.  Stable emptiness.  Current, steady, constant, eternal.  Like purgatory. 

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Lady in black robes

Do not mourn that I should leave

Hear the birds give their lament

The wind sings lovely

Colored in white veil

I am your silhouette and figure

Your mirror image asleep

The widow cries demure

Grey is the fetid evening

The stars wink until they go blind

I am meant to live for years

The life you left behind