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Bleed It Out

10/16/2012

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Ah, a moment to breathe. Today has been really nuts at work. I like it when it’s like this, though. The day goes by nice and fast.  It really did start on a very bad note, though. My boss/friend Marie got a call that her dad was not doing well and was in the hospital.  She took right off outthe door for IA.  So, please keep
Marie, her dad, and her family in your prayers. She’s a self-described Daddy’s girl, so I can’t even imagine all that she’s going through right now.  She’s been on my mind all day.

Last night was very busy as after I picked up Ryne from practice and then Cal from after school care, we had to rush home for the boys to change.  Ryne had his end of year football awards ceremony.  From there, Cal had swim practice. 
I got home around 8:30.  I was so excited to get home and watch the Broncos play the Chargers, not only b/c I love Peyton Manning, but if the Broncos won, I’d win the work pool. I got home close to the half, and saw that the Broncos were getting their ass handed to him.  At halftime, it was 24-0 Chargers.  The Broncos then put on a clinic in the second half.  They ended up winning by double digits.  What was great, was it was between Karl and I in the pool and he switched the game off at the half, thinking he had it in the bag. He woke up to the bad news. LOL.  I’m glad I won, because he’d probably never let me live it down if it were the other way around.  Gotta love putting a couple of extra dollars in my pocket.

As I’ve mentioned, my period has been kinda ruling my life that past couple of days.  Yesterday I felt this terrible rush coming through (again, the Carrie reference), but I was well protected so I wasn’t too worried. A few minutes later I got to the bathroom.  I’d bled right through the back of my pants. WTF!  Dude, this is for the birds…..  I know you love hearing about my blood loss, right?  So, in honor of my hemorrhaging, I’ll use today’s song as, Bleed  It Out by Linkin Park.  It’s one of my favorite workout songs, in addition to what I’m going through at the moment.  
 
Hope you all are doing well.

Take Care,

Jen

Yeah here we go for the hundred time
Hand grenade pins in every
line
Throw 'em up and let something shine
Going out of my fucking mind


Filthy mouth, no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me
up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so I won't get loose

Truth is
you can stop and stare
Run myself out and no one cares
Dug a trench out,
laid down there
With a shovel up out of reach somewhere

Yeah someone
pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it
out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it out, digging deeper just
to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I
bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away,
just to throw it away

I bleed it out, go, stop the show
Choppy words
in a sloppy flow
Shotgun, I pull, lock and load
Cock it back and then
watch it go

Mama help me I've been cursed
Death is rolling in every
verse
Candy paint on his brand new Hearse
Can't contain him he knows he
works

Fuck this hurts, I won?t lie
Doesn't matter how hard I try

Half the words don't mean a thing
And I know that I won't be satisfied


So why try ignoring him?
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your
prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it
out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just
to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
Just
to throw it away, just to throw it away

I bleed it out
I've opened up
these skies
I'll make you face this
I pulled myself so far
I'll make
you face this now

I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it
away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out,
digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away, just to throw it
away

I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it
out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just
to throw it away
Just to throw it away, just to throw it away

I bleed
it out


 
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