Archive for the 'GRAAAAH' Category
Stop The World, I Want To Get Off.
Thursday, July 17th, 2008My sister is still missing, and she’s not with her boyfriend. I know this because he’s been calling me frantically every couple of hours to find out whether I’ve heard anything or whether she’s come back “home”.
She’s not at her previous residence, she’s not at her dad’s, and she’s not at her “baby-daddy’s”.
I’m really […]
Help.
Thursday, February 28th, 2008I have had a migraine for three days.
I am going to detach my head, hollow it out, and place a candle inside. Then I’m going to put it on the front porch steps. Jen-O’-Lanterns will become extremely popular, as will the holiday of Jenoween, during which schoolchildren all over the world will bleach […]
Home Sweet Home.
Monday, January 28th, 2008The Green Bay entry full of squee is the previous entry. This is the entry full of sleepy, whiny complaining.
I feel very beat-up and beat-down from my trip. Don’t get me wrong, it was worth it on every level and I fully expected to come home a hot ghetto mess after I’d been drinking and […]
Oh, Holey Eyessss…
Saturday, January 19th, 2008I have been having some pain and redness in my good (non-blind) eye for a few days now; so, alarmed, I made an appointment at the eye clinic. Since I only have one working eye, I certainly don’t need anything crazy happening with the other one.
Honest to God, I thought that maybe I caught pink […]
Monday Afternoon Thoughts…
Monday, October 1st, 2007…I hate everything.
Right now, I seriously just am seething with hatred.
Dell, whose amoeba-brained customer service rep cannot eke more than one sentence at a time out of his little keyboard, can blow me.
The Cleveland Clinic, who is fucking me so royally at the absolute last minute, can blow me.
The cats, who have decided that today […]
Cleveland Does Not, In Fact, Rock.
Monday, October 1st, 2007I am supposed to leave for Cleveland on Thursday. Bullshit and I have our plane tickets and everything.
I have not been sleeping because of some small niggling doubt that all is not right with the universe, because of a small persistent fear that something will go wrong with this trip, a premonition that my […]
We At House of Stank Welcome You.
Saturday, August 25th, 2007It stiiiiiinks in my house.
The water seeping up through the basement is stanky. For real. It smells like the LA Lakers’ weekly sweatsock load combined with moldy cat poo combined with a tree that has been dead, rotten, and worm-infested for at least forty thousand years.
Plus a really rancid fart.
Most of the stank is in […]
Growl. Bite. Snap.
Monday, August 13th, 2007I am quitting smoking tomorrow with Bullshit, whose sister gets back from Amsterdam at that time - she who started all this let’s-quit-smoking mess. I am actually going to throw my heart and soul into this attempt and have already carefully crafted cigarette placebos out of Bic pen shells, but the problem is that I […]
aaaaaaaaand NO.
Thursday, July 26th, 2007As quickly as I said it, it was gone. I called to finish setting up the appointment, and it appears that they do not take my Medicaid.
The initial consultation is between three and five thousand dollars.
So there goes that.
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“I’m Not A Witch…”
Monday, March 19th, 2007Brownie points to you if you know what movie the title quote is from.
Golfwidow mentioned me in a podcast, so people coming here for the first time got to read the charming little diatribe below.
Nice, huh? If you’re just tuning in, I’m bitter. I’m so bitter that I make those bitches in The […]
