Habbit 

11 creative works found

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  Waiting
  by Smokie

  Table cluttered with crossword puzzle, ashtray and glasses.

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  Bad Habbit
  by koukei

  Model: Cherry Make: Hasselblad / Model: Hasselblad H3D-39 / Shutter Speed: 1/400 second / F Number: F/11.0 / Focal Length: 100 mm / ISO Speed: 100 / Date Picture Taken: Aug 13, 2007, 6:01:05 PM

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  Bad Habbit II
  by koukei

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  Old Habbits Die Hard #3
  by Cindy Perrinjaquet

• Bad habits - True nature
  by Shiva

  Bad Habits – True Nature. Get away you scum , you unrefined animal, my god what a gambler with BAD intent,. This is not me, who have I…

• NEVER have a friend as a boarder!
  by adgray

  Hi guys! / Over the last 2 months I have had the added pressure in my eventful life of having my fiancé’s best friend [now ex friend] lob …

  Hi guys! / Over the last 2 months I have had the added pressure in my eventful life of having my fiancé’s best friend [now ex friend] lob in on us having left his wife. Yesterday at my wits end I let it pour out into a bubblemail to a new bubbler friend – I shouldn’t have but I trusted that the bubbler would forgive me my rant and thankfully she did. [her reply is in italics] As I was writing a reply to her it struck me that others might learn from this experience too – other writers might get inspiration for a story or for character profile etc. So I decided to put it up as a writing – but then bloody long writing! lol and it’s not fictional or whatever so I thought journal! lol [bloody long journal too! lol – sorry …. sort of! lol] / So read it if you want or don’t I’m not fussed! / Thank you to this place for the arena to yell in when life gets annoying! lol ☺ Dear (other) Friend I have had my fiancé’s best friend staying with us for the last few months now and at the moment he is just … I don’t know … annoying, attention seeking (?) … here! He wears aftershave that makes me feel sick to smell it and he huffs about the place and when I’m trying to write he has to talk to me and then he gets stroppy [huffy] if I don’t get off and let him use MY PC and MY net connection so he can try to sweet talk some woman on msn who is NOT interested in him but doesn’t know how to tell him – but you’d think after 2 months of NOT calling him NOT giving him her number & NOT agreeing to meet him for coffee he’d get the bloody hint! After all he’s just left his wife of 7 years and their son & her son, perhaps he really should be dealing with getting his independence back on track and not chasing bloody skirt! Then I was wondering what his intentions were towards me? / A week after he arrived he brought me a bunch of flowers just cos [I needed bread & milk but ok flowers are nice!] / I felt weird having physical contact with my fiancé [holding hands, hugs, a kiss hello/goodbye, cuddling on the couch watching telly] while he was watching, and then he would try to tell me dirty jokes or show me porn on his phone when my fiancé was at work. He wouldn’t try to get a job just boast about how he could work for thousands a week if he wanted to but he didn’t want to. / He even decided any house I day dreamed over in the local paper real-estate section he would get his family to buy “For me! Not for you but for me! But you can come clean it for me if you want to” I think having a friend stay longer than a month is a definite BAD idea! He has a mother & a brother living 30mins away; let them put him up! / Thanks for letting me vent! Bless you, adg, and thank you for sharing, I hope it helps to get it out. There are lots of us who care enough to do something for you, even if we are on the other side of the world. You have a lot of things to juggle,but we never know what is around the corner so hang in there. I am so glad I have brought a small spark of happiness to you and feel free if you need to have another rant at anytime. We are all human and I understand ~ ♥ Friend Thanks Friend Actually I felt great after I did rant but really I shouldn’t have sent it to you! But then perhaps because I did send it to you out into the great Wide World Web the fates heard me and told him off because it all changed soon after. / Care to know what happened next? / [You can ignore it if you don’t, I wont mind – thanks for reading thus far / Keep Happy!☺] He grabbed his keys and walked out [not unusual he’d do that often & just sit in his car or go for a drive or some such thing! He walked to the beach one morning to watch the sunrise! 3 hours walk! The beach was facing west! My son did it once but then my son was a silly teenager at the time – silly teenagers do silly stuff like that! This bloke is a 38yo man!] Anyway he walks out without a word to me about how long he’d be gone, if he’d be back for tea whatever. Then after a wonderful peaceful few hours bubbling, my fiancé Mick came home from work and took me out to the shops to get cat food and decided to shout me Chinese for tea – just us {not him – the boarder too} for the first time in what seemed like & actually was months [we used to always get Chinese for tea on Wednesdays – & the staff at our favourite place had missed us!] When we got home he was back so Mick took me up the park to eat our Chinese (there wasn’t enough for him) and just have a pleasant us time! But we missed having our dogs with us too! About an hour later we went home and were just sitting in the car waiting for the drizzle to stop, & talking just us coz we’d missed that too [& it felt like we had months of talking to catch up on and we had – convo around the boarder had always been on his preferred topics!] and then the boarder rang Mick to ask why we were in the car and what we’d do for tea. Mick told him we were just talking and hadn’t got around to getting out (ever done that? – just sat in the car talking even though you’d gotten home & it was warmer inside but it seems peaceful to just sit in the car watching the rain & talking) and that we’d had our tea while we were out as we didn’t know his plans. [ok we could have rung him but shiesh! We are his friends not his parents!] but before we could say anymore he hung up on Mick with a grunt that sounded like a child who’d lost out on the last lolly! Before we finished our conversation and could go in, he’d come out and gave a scowl in our direction, then gotten in his car and, with a stupid country larraken show at an attempted “Hoon burn off”, screeched his tyres and sped away up the suburban street like a mad thing. After laughing at his nonsense we went inside with the shopping & to feed our animals and I tell you I was secretly so scared to enter my own home – I had no idea what we’d find: dead kittens, furniture upset, something broken or ruined, gawd knows what! I first expected him to have locked us out – he hadn’t. Fortunately nothing had been touched but my PC – he’d taken the opportunity again to be on bothering that woman on msn again. [he’d been on that morning and didn’t like it when I told him he was probably one of at least 200 that she was happy just chatting to and that I’d once had almost 500 on my msn so he really shouldn’t be expecting to marry her next month! Besides he needed to divorce his wife first! I’m not sure if it was the reminder of the wife or the fact he could be just one in several hundred & nothing special that had made him sook off back then!] We did our chores and then Mick checked his emails and such and I was sitting with him chatting & reading what he pointed out for me to. About 10 mins later the border returned, hooked up his trailer and proceeded to pack his gear into it! Not a word to us as he tromped in and out emptying his stuff out of the boys room on his own, then with the last load muttered to himself loudly something about us just sitting and watching him & not offering to help. We hadn’t been included in his little decision so why should we intervene? He’s a grown man with his own choices if he wanted to run away because we didn’t get him Chinese then let him! If he thought we were going to beg him to stay, plead for him not to go, be sorry we forgot him – we weren’t, we didn’t want to and we hadn’t we just chose not to hunt him out and include him in our dinner plans considering in the past if he didn’t want to come home for dinner he wouldn’t without any word to us and so I would box up his dinner for Mick to take to work for his lunch next day or the sod would come home and eat it anyway! If I made enough to feed us that night and lunches the next day, he had no remorse if he decided to eat not only his portion of the leftovers but the whole lot the following day – and in front of me – and I would have to go without lunch! In the end I noted he’d forgotten a few supposed valuable things that he treasured so I collected them up and took them out as he was tying down his very strange mountainous trailer load / I put then down beside his car and said / “Don’t know where you’re going mate but I hope you’ll be ok. I thought you’d want these and I’ll need the key back thanks.” / He took the key off his ring with a real petulant “Yeah Yeah I was getting it for you!” then dropped it into my hand as if it was something distasteful I went back inside my gate and wished him well then came back inside and shut the door and locked it! [I never lock my door if I’m home – the kids can come in or more (when I’m alone) if I needed medical help the ambos could get in!] I have no idea what he expected but I’m pretty certain he didn’t expect that! / / It took him another 10 minutes securing his load then he finally quietly left. For a car that sounds like a bloody “ten tone tractor!” he slinked off pretty quietly! I didn’t even hear the trailer drop off the nature strip! But now I feel I need to secure my home! Put a padlock on the side gate (the boarder is friends with my security dogs now!) & always lock the security door. I’ll have to get Mick to lock the windows the border knows can easily be opened and I’ll have to move the spare key spot! I don’t trust the border now and I know it’s possibly unreasonable and unfounded but I feel vulnerable and I hate feeling vulnerable when all I tried to do was help! First thing I did was delete the boarder’s log in details from my PC & msn load-in file! [so I wasn’t tempted to send nasty misleading /clarifying convos to his 3 friends – all women 10-20 years his junior- we are talking a man of 38 remember!] / Then I texed my sons to say they had their room back and I was sorry to have loaned it out to that petulant overgrown toddler! / Mick texed the boarder’s wife [he’d left 2 months ago & reason for lobbing in on us!] / and then we had a lovely evening together enjoying our home and our company and our interests relieved he’d gone! In the wake we decided to debrief ourselves of him / And so purged ourselves of the things we hadn’t liked about him - - his petulance was HUGE! I haven’t seen such a sooky frowning face like he could pull since I last worked with toddlers!! He’d pull it whenever he didn’t get his way! And it would be accompanied by him sitting in the middle of the family lounge room with earphone cans on listening to his music and blatantly ignoring us for an hour or more! But it would be in the middle of the room we were so he knew we knew he was pissed off at us & ignoring us! And if we asked him for a favour he would yell at us “Not listening! I’m not listening!” in a voice reminiscent of a 2 year old too! Once was funny, twice was weird but every day for 2 months is just petulant! - how he would bother me when I was trying to write because he was bored and I wasn’t paying him any attention or thinking him brilliant! To the extent that even if I did a “him – I’m not listening!” in return he would laugh at me and stick whatever it was he was trying to get me to look at right in front of my nose or just try harder to interrupt me until I was so furious I couldn’t type anymore and I’d get up to go to the loo or somewhere to cool off and then he’d swipe my chair & get on msn – his main objective after all! - how if you wanted to interact with him when he didn’t want you to he would blatantly & rudely ignore you! Even if it was a question you needed an answer to but he either didn’t have or want to give one! - how he’d offer to fix the world for me then his nose would get out of place because Mick would see to it or because I would light up & relax and smile for the first time that day because Mick had come home. - how he wanted us all to drop everything and watch his pirated movie collection [100+] or listen to his pirated music CD because they were free from his friend [he’d just spent a week with on the spur of the moment – bliss for us but just the killer of our tolerance of him ] and not out in the cinemas yet! - how he hated being last in line for the PC [MY machine & my writing tool] and even more so that when the children were here they came before me shunting him right down the line! And when we had been out once I found he had had a lovely session on the PC with my children hiding in their rooms! [must ask them if he’d sent them there & apologise for having him here] - how he’d “Drop” $50 a week in the kitchen for me to “find” and thus not really be paying me board [thereby not technically getting either of us in trouble for not declaring it to Centrelink – he was on dole payments at first as am I sort of!] - how he’d leave the tent open [he insisted on sleeping on his futon bed in my tent in the back “dustbowl” yard] and complain that my dogs got into his bed and covered his stuff in dirt! - how he claimed he wasn’t religious but then he’d play his gospel music at full volume and warble along with it in full voice like he’s the next Pavarotti [out of tune & out of time] and if he saw you cringe he’d ask in a childish high pitched innocent voice “Wha?? Don’t you like the pretty music?” Then the really ugly things – / - I realised he had subtly perved on my 2 teenage daughters he’d blatantly “Comically” ogle their breasts and “accidentally” walk in on them in the bathroom – sorry if he may have (hoping he did) catch a glimpse but thankfully missing out! But then he’d tease them and put down their singing talents because their choice of music wasn’t his! In hind sight it now makes my skin crawl at the thought of all those small seemingly insignificant incidents all adding up. - how he decided to eat MacDonald’s food in front of my children as it was coming up to lunchtime because he had a car to go get it but I didn’t! He even made a huge play of how much he was enjoying it while they watched him eat! So we went without videos that night because I decided to walk my children down the road [10mins] to pick up some and take it to the park to enjoy it! [and he thought he had the right to get stroppy at us over Chinese?!! BAH!!!] - how he did one-up-man-ship with my children until they twigged he was just doing it to get annoy them and left BUT then he’d laugh and follow them around or call out after them and tell them rude jokes or try to show them rude things on his phone. {I must warn them that if he contacts them to NOT answer/open it and tell me – I’ll slap an injunction on him so fast his head will spin! – funny how now I don’t trust him at all!} - how he stole birthday chocolates from my son Tom! {Ok it’s only chocolate but it’s the principle that we couldn’t trust him NOT to go through our stuff anymore!} It had to be him I & the girls can’t eat chocolate (it makes us choke & throw up – not worth the bother) & Mick wouldn’t dare dream to touch Tom’s stuff or anyone’s for that matter [it took me months to convince him that now he lived with me and we were getting married that the stuff in the house was his too – so he could do the dishes! lol] / Tom said he’d not opened it and my heart broke to see his face when he brought it out to show me that someone had opened the box and taken 2/3rds of the individually wrapped treats and tried to reseal it. I almost suspected Dan {10yo little brothers are renown for doing stuff like that!} but then I found wrappers in the boarder’s stuff – tucked into his pockets. So I took out & hid all the remaining treats and left a note in the bottom of the box – “I have eyes I see you!” That night the boarder was happy till he went into the room then he came out with the persona of a man walking down the green mile! HA! Man did I laugh after he went to MY tent & I don’t care if he did hear me! lol / But then openly brazenly he would ogle my son’s lolly jar that I made sure was in full sight of everyone because he was less likely to indulge in them if he could easilly be caught or we could see the levels change! Especially now that he knew I suspected him of stealing what isn’t his to take and isn’t on share basis! / [Mick bought Tom more treats which he is sharing with us {cos that’s what he was going to do anyway} and in a good way it helped Tom & Mick {my two testosterone psychologically competing alpha males} cement a better relationship!] - how because he washed the dishes, he decided he had the place to tick off my youngest son Daniel for leaving a plate on the table & thus making a mess even though Dan had tidied up in the boy’s bedroom including the boarder’s crap and I got told by the boarder - / “I’ll have them ship shape and their rooms neat as pins before I’m through!” / NO ONE TELLS MY KIDS WHAT TO DO OVER ME!! and he learnt that BIG TIME! [our first disagreement! lol] Especially when they are someone who has run out on their own children, without any intention of seeing or supporting them – not once but 3 times over! {1 in Sydney [who’s mother was only 15 years old when the boarder (then 16) impregnated her] & 4 in country Victoria split between 2 ex wives in different towns!} - how when he finally got a job and Mick took a turn at doing the dishes, he then decided I needed to be taught a lesson in how to look after a house and the men in it! So I showed him the next day just how good a housekeeper I am and cleaned my house [I was having a mind spin-out day anyway] and then I refused to let him do anymore chores! But his board was going to double from then on! [he even chose the best sunny days to do his washing, use up all the {small} line I have and leave it there all day & go out – knowing I had baskets all over the house waiting for a good day to wash them {I don’t have drying space! or a laundry – my washer is outside on the uncovered patio!} talk about inconsiderate!] I can clean house brilliantly – I was once a very busy Army Officer’s wife and my house was spotless all the time! BUT right now, this month, I am writing a novel in 15 days! I don’t know what it’s like in your house or when you are being creative but when I start writing it’s head to the keyboard and all else is ignored – for HOURS! [And lately because the boarder’s been interfering and I need to get the novel for NaNoWriMo out of my head – that “hours” switches into DAYS easily!] I can tolerate the necessity of doing some things but when I’m interrupted beyond that I get ANGRY! Mick understands perfectly and he’ll bring me cups of tea, food and whatever else he thinks I need while he tends to everything else! Not that he ever reads my stuff – he’s not that big on reading – but he sees that others do & love it so that’s enough for him to unconditionally support me. But I have learnt anyone else other than Mick or my kids in my house and I cannot write! It was never going to be a permanent thing, just a bed for him to get his head together and become independent, having left his controlling wife. He had been a good friend but I guess we didn’t know him like we thought we did. The hardest thing was we couldn’t really think of things we actually liked about him. Everything seemed to come at a price! - Offers of lifts or help were conditional upon asking him to the begging point and thanking him to the gift point [unless he was rescuing you! Then he was happy to feel like superman without your additional accolades!] - Unfulfilled promises of clearing bills & funding other necessities [getting the cats neutered, me getting my working with children clearance so I could return to some sort of employment, fixing & registering our cars, etc] came with dictated requests of what we would then give him for Christmas or do for him in gratitude for his generosity! - Gifts he did give that we hadn’t really wanted in the first place but he insisted & we were grateful for (eg BBQ, & Bicycle) went back with him on that hillbilly stacked trailer [thankfully! When we discovered it we felt relieved they’d gone really!] - A pair of movie tickets from his brother [a millionaire] to say thank you for our hospitality, was given to us on the proviso that he dictated what movie we saw – something he thought was funny and really neither of us did! [we went & saw the new “Journey to the Centre of the Earth”movie instead anyway! Then felt compelled to make up a white lie that the one he chose for us was booked out! It was actually empty – we peaked in to see as we went to our packed cinema!] - Even the bunch of flowers he gave me in the beginning gave me the inkling that he had ideas of having a go with me – Mick being his best mate or not! They look at me now dead & wilting & I can throw them out without qualm! So here I am back at MY PC without Master Petulant house guest /boarder annoying me because he wanted to chat up skirt on msn {the internet sites that I introduced him to} & just doesn’t understand why they don’t want to meet him for coffee & cuddles! “After all you’re only “Wasting Time” writing crap on that thing! It’s never going to pay!” [he almost destroyed my belief in myself after hearing that every day for the first month because he wanted to get on the PC] But I’m sorry if he thought dropping $50 a week on my kitchen floor & doing the dishes after tea made him master of our house and lord of my PC, especially after he tried to dictate control over my children, stole from my son & leered at my daughters (I’d be worried about him around any female) – if he hadn’t have left, he’d have found out his days were numbered already! – that was what Mick & I were leading up to talking about in the car! Not that we really planned it then but after we both admitted we were thinking it and testing each other about whether we needed to decide to ask him to move on. / But the powers that be decided he needed to move on. and got him to go on his way! / I believe people come in and out of our lives to either teach us something or learn something from us/ the experience. I don’t know if I helped him or if I helped Mick or the boarder’s wife or to cement my love for & from Mick or what but I learned from the whole incident that friends should just be friends and not to expect them to be anything more! If you have read this rant BRAVO! [Take 2 paracetamols and have a nice lie down now! lol] – I hope you have learnt from my mistake & never allow a friend to become a boarder … well not like this experience! Thank you for being my ventee (? lol) I trust all is well in your world. / Mine seems to have returned to it’s general half submerged state and I’m still bailing and Mick’s still paddling! At least we’re not going round in circles any more with the boarder no longer at the tiller rocking this leaky boat!! / [He was a bloody big bloke too! If he’d stayed any longer he could have sunk us! He certainly wasn’t helping us bail or row! lots of promises but no real action!] Ah well as I always say – Keep Happy !! ☺ ….... [it pisses the knockers off! lol☺] / Chookas all!! ☼♣☼ / ~ adgray ♥

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  Bad Habbit
  by Rob Toombs

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  Another and Another and...
  by Augustine Cordero

  An illustration about ha-ha-habbits. Watered-down acrylics, Witch’s Brew (ink), Prisma Markers, India Ink, pages from some British book printed in 1888, Gesso, and 100 lb watercolor paper.

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  One Before Many
  by Augustine Cordero

  - Sketchbook Cover 09 - India Ink, prisma markers, one found penny, one sketchbook

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  Drop your habbits.
  by Brian Solomon

  Cigarettes falling.

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  A BAD HABBIT 2
  by Rob Toombs

  Another one of my Self Portraits using my little Lighting Tip Taken with camera, NO FLASH…. 1 little blue led bicycle light, one cigerette, 1 black t-shirt and of course, ME lol….. No cropping, enhancing of any kind.. Just the above tools…...