December 2010
0 posts
Ain't that some shi...
I obviously have not blogged in a while. I honestly got tired of reading and talking about my shit. I was annoying myself. Today, I had a revelation though that absolutely must be shared.
When I was 14, my mom told me that I would meet someone when I was 16. When I was 16, I was told it would be when I went to college. After a few ridiculous relationships, my mom said it would be once I found a...
April 2010
1 post
“Cheshire Cat: If I were looking for a white rabbit, I’d ask the Mad Hatter....”
March 2010
5 posts
Wait, I don't have to do anything?!
I finally picked up The Path to Love again the other day when my ex called after 8 years of estrangement spouting off about some nonsense that he wanted to be in a committed relationship with me, which is something I wondered if I had always wanted but tucked away. I immediately realized I did not. No matter how wrong it is, I kind of wanted to laugh.
Although, in the midst of the conversation,...
“I want to keep my soul fertile for changes, so things keep getting born in me,...”
– (via oceansnotions)
Better than fine...
I’ve been eating better, getting lots of exercise lugging thousands of pounds of books (literally) out of the bookstore, and going to visit my mom everyday to keep her going. I’ve been reading, finishing up grad school applications, and may even be going on a date this weekend. Better than fine, indeed….
Although, since I’ve taken my year vow of celibacy to get my shit...
I'm unhappy because I eat, and I eat because I'm...
Since my mom has been in the hospital, all I have eaten is food that is terrible for me (chicken pot pie, french fries, cookies, etc.). I was eating so healthy previous to this unexpected tragedy because I’m on a mission to take better care of myself in every way, including physically. Then, disaster strikes, and I eat like I have a tape worm. Unfortunately, there is no tape worm, so my...
February 2010
17 posts
The Path to Love
is far too inspirational for my terribly negative ass right now…taking a break before I unfriend Deepak on twitter.
“Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary. What we...”
– projectlivelove
Mommy Dearest
My mom had a stroke this week, and I’m just worried, confused, sad, frantic, lost. The same smartass, wonderful mother that used to tell me that “men are like buses, they come around every fifteen minutes” when I was broken-hearted can now hardly find the words to bitch out her nurse. She’s lost most feeling in her right side and continues to have terrible muscle spasms...
oceansnotions:
sexual:
Anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a waste of your time.
— “Dream for an Insomniac”
The Downgrade (part deux)
Last night, on the horrid holiday known as Valentine’s day, I decided to go out with the ladies. I wanted to take my mind off of my men troubles, and by take my mind off of, I mean drink. We went to a classy dinner consisting of .50 wings, fries, and fried green tomatoes. We laughed, we listened to music, and enjoyed all of our fried food. After dinner, one of my friends decided to go pick...
“If you are naturally thin or you have discipline…good for you..everyone...”
– LoniLove
The man keeps me down.
I officially resent having to work. As I read the Bonnaroo line-up, I literally teared up. It broke my heart to envision
Dave Matthews Band
Kings of Leon
Stevie Wonder
Jay-Z
Tenacious D
Weezer
The Flaming Lips with Stardeath and White Dwarfs perform “Dark Side of the Moon”
Damian Marley and Nas
Phoenix
Michael Franti and Spearhead
John Fogerty
Regina Spektor
The Avett Brothers
Tori...
“Excitement, energy, enthusiasm, awakening, alertness, arousal, passion,...”
– DeepakChopra
You won't like me when I'm angry
I’m finally angry…
Typically, because I’m so overwhelmed by my emotions, I keep them tucked away, mostly because of certain people blaming everything on my “being too sensitive.” It usually takes me a while to get to this point, if I ever get there, but I’m officially there. The rage came as I was thinking on the way I’ve let friends, family and...
nothing-wordlike:
Kim, I know we haven’t met properly, but you are much cooler than Darth Vader. This is a big deal.
=)
That’s one of the nicest things anyone’s ever said to me! *blush*
I’ve read most of The Path to Love before, but not since I have been ready to let love into my life. This book is blowing my mind; I already love myself more than I did last month, last week, two days ago. I’m cutting myself some slack for things that have happened in the past and allowing myself to just acknowledge the situations, and, amazingly, how the pain experienced created...
“Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept...”
– Robert Frost (via justbesplendid) (via vannehlu) (via oceansnotions)
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"...music, when it hits you, you feel no pain."
Photograph taken at Reggae festival in Jacksonville, Fl
I have felt comfortably numb for days. I haven’t been sad or happy or inspired or angry. I haven’t wanted to talk or be talked to. Finally, after reading Chelsea’s blog about the power of music, I felt something. I actually had goosebumps. I decided to follow suit and let music bring some emotion to the surface. I...
“Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, and don’t put up...”
– Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
oceansnotions:
I love you, Kim Parker.
Anyone that has ever thought or said hurtful, mean words to you, I’d like to physically and emotionally hurt and torture them.
Your resilience is aspiring.
I love you, Chelsea Alford.
A-Z of Kimmy P
A - Age: 25
B - Bed size: Hobbit-sized Full
C - Chore you hate: Dusting
D - Don’t eat: Red meat, most of the time
E - Essential start your day item: I love juice, any kind of juice
F - Favorite board game: Candy Land, Scrabble, Clue
G - Gold or Silver: Silver
H - Height: 5’2 3/4” lol
I - Instruments you play(ed): Recorder, does that even count?
J - Job title: Assistant (to the)...
The Downgrade
I went out last weekend feeling pretty good about myself. I had on my favorite accessory (spanx), snug jeans, a low-cut teal top, and my favorite wedges. I walked into my favorite bar in Riverside feeling confident, and I’m sure it could be seen in my slightest of struts.
I didn’t want to be hit on. I didn’t even want to be touched. I just wanted to be. As the evening...
January 2010
5 posts
The Path to Love
Photograph taken at Sunken Gardens in Tampa, Fl.
I have decided to begin my journey with Deepak Chopra’s The Path to Love. Seems pretty obvious, right?
“Believe nothing just because a so-called wise person said it. Believe nothing...”