My Nightmare – A Pedophile’s Dream Part II

This is a continuation of sorts of my blog entry from two years ago, which I called "A Pedophile's Dream".  This blog entry was written as a message for Toby's step-sister Hannah after she got quite quite angry at me after I posted a Facebook status about Doll-Baby (who is referred to as "that stupid … Continue reading My Nightmare – A Pedophile’s Dream Part II

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She’s Crazy and I Don’t Matter

I have discussed elsewhere in this blog what I call my grandmother's "Lynn Trip."  She lived next door to some monkey-lipped old bitch named Lynn for 25 years.  During this time she was convinced that Lynn was not only coming into her house and stealing from her, but that she was also sucking my grandfather's … Continue reading She’s Crazy and I Don’t Matter

Strange Dudes, Dull Days and Other Calamities

I have been neglecting this blog again, shame shame. I'm frustrated again because I want to blog and again, my stupid naturally nocturnal sleep cycle is fucking me up. This happens again and again and again. It is an on-going, hellish struggle. That damned bitch Marsha on the bus (and others - but mainly Marsha)  … Continue reading Strange Dudes, Dull Days and Other Calamities

Ding Dong, the Dude is Dead

This is going to be a really morbid, not-nice, rotten underbelly of a blog entry.  The brutal truth as I perceive it is quite often that way. I don't even know where to start.  Bullying, the long-term effects of bullying, petty revenge, mental health issues, mortality, more fucking suicide, the wildly deviating ways that different … Continue reading Ding Dong, the Dude is Dead

Seriously, FML Part II

Surprisingly enough, everything everywhere continues to be a festering cesspool of shit. Imagine my surprise. This blog entry is a continuation of my recent blog entry, Seriously, FML. This one probably won't make a hell of a lot of sense if you haven't read that one. I was right - the neighbor DID run her … Continue reading Seriously, FML Part II

Sister Mine, Part II

Yesterday seemed to be all about the goddamned Princess. God damn it! It's enough to wither a soul! First, she sent grandmother a Mother's Day card but she tried to get cute about it - she had it written in a strange hand and with no return address. I knew what it was anyway... immediately... Mother's … Continue reading Sister Mine, Part II

Rhonda

Let's do another for the I Can't Keep a Friend series! Well, technically, I am still "friends " with Rhonda. On Facebook. But we never, ever talk or comment on each other's statuses. Ever. We just rub each other the wrong way. Strange, I guess, since she was my best friend all through high school. After … Continue reading Rhonda

Homelessness, Part I

I have been homeless twice in my life. I posses a deep-seated terror that I may someday experience Part III. My counselor assures me that I won't. Man, I hope she's right. Homelessness Part I occurred while I was still in high school. Due to the trauma inflicted upon me by my Aunt Francie, I ran … Continue reading Homelessness, Part I

Sister, Mine

Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday! Fuck you, too! Fuck you, too! I suppose it is fitting that I should write this entry today, as it is my sister's birthday. I was forced to finally estrange her in July 2015. So, today marks the second time that I haven't had to indulge her in her silly tradition. Every year … Continue reading Sister, Mine

Thelma and Louise

I have been neglecting this blog again - I have been feeling sicker than hell for weeks. I don't know if it's from GMO frankenfood, or if it's from the fresh new blacktop parking lot that just got rolled out 2 blocks away, or if it's from how goddamned pesticide-happy this town is, or if … Continue reading Thelma and Louise