Driving Miss FiFi

Ok. So, I've had an evening to reflect on yesterday's events and decided that my lovely readers need not travel down my road of self loathing and degradation. You do not come here to see Miss FiFi's defeatist attitide.

Yesterday was nothing that a good visit from Mr. Johnny Walker couldn't cure. NO! I wasn't drinking alone! How dare you assume!? The hard truth is that sometimes I listen to plastic people. People for whom three millimeters is a tad too deep. People with a persona the size of my pinky toenail. And I have a teeny weeny pinky toenail. I'm not trying to insult the insulter. But, truthfully, she should be able to take what she gives.

"Perception is reality" is a gray area. Another person's perception is not MY reality. And this is the plateau where I, without fail, trip and fall flat on my ass.

This is why I work on myself. So that one day, when the hologram before me takes it upon herself to impose her reality on me...I won't take up residence in that narrow view. Instead, I will slug her in the face...errr...I mean...I will say "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me"...errr...I mean...I will see through her, smile at the childish ignorance and move on.

Le FiFi wishes you a verry merry fin de semana with some pretty words from Incubus (BFF--I know you will like this) Adieu!

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear

And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear

Take the wheel and steer Istinctively before

And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal

But lately I'm beginning to find that I

Should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there

With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there

I'll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive

Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?

Istinctively before

And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around

But lately I'm beginning to find that

When I drive myself my light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there

With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there

I'll be there

Would you choose the water over wine

Hold the wheel and drive

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there

With open arms and open eyes