Double Rainbow
I’ve been processing some stuff for a while, and haven’t found the way to blog it well. Which means that I’m giving myself writer’s block at a time where I have a lot to say about other things, for fuck’s sake. The only way around this is a quick and dirty post. Then I can [...]
OMG I SO Have PTSD
September 10th was World Suicide Prevention Day. It was also twenty-two years, one month, and one day after my boyfriend committed suicide. I’ve blogged part of the story here and here. (If you’re not in the frame of mind to deal with a graphic account of a suicide, please don’t read those posts.) At the [...]
Don’t Think That Just Because I’m Lying Down That I’m Taking This Lying Down
A boy I’ll call Peter has been harassing Chicken at school since the middle of last semester. Chicken doesn’t know the boy, and they don’t have any classes together or friends in common. Every time Chicken sees him on campus Peter says, “Gay!” Chicken has responded with a variety of “Fuck you” and “You know [...]
To Swistle, With Love
My dear friend Swistle has a Christmas card scoring system that I love. This year you can purchase it somewhere but I cannot find the link. (ETA: The card and the poster are available for purchase. Thanks for the links, Swistle!) Adam’s grandmother wrote and emailed this gem for all her family to cherish. I [...]
Fuck a B. It Has Two Holes.
I keep meaning to post my Twitter feed on the sidebar for those of you that are nosy but not into Twitter. Recently, you’ve missed that I got a nasty sinus infection and gave up fighting it on my own after a week of really gross shit in my face. I went to the damn [...]
Dumpster Diving
On Tuesday morning, January 10th, 2006 I got the call. My dad had fallen in the nursing home. They suspected that he broke his hip. This isn’t the story of him dying, although he did die, the next day. This is the story of January 12th through January 18th. My father died on a Wednesday [...]
Annoyed
Today I went to Egg and Chicken’s former pediatrician to get copies of Egg’s medical records for the Early Start assessment on Monday. Under his 18 month check-up notes it says, “expressive language delay.” This irritates me, because he most definitely does NOT have an expressive language delay. He has an [possible] oral language delay. [...]
I Love Doctors And Don’t You Wish You Had Balls?
Sooooo….what up? Nothing much here, just stuff…doing…the usual. Mostly trying to figure out how the bloody fucknut to write this post because OMG. I’ll start with the simply ridiculous and go progressively more difficult, okay? I found an in-network audiologist by simultaneously calling our insurance company and utilizing the search engine on the company’s website. [...]
Find Me