August 2010

Life on MAARs

Mark All Read. I just did that on my reader. All your wonderful posts – funny posts, update posts, pouring your heart out – all gone. It hurt to do, but I just know there is no way I could read it all. Too much else going on. You know, the usual being awesome and [...]

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I have been meaning to reduce my salt intake…

No salt added. Great BURSTING flavour. I mean, what else could a girl want? Rate this post biatches.Awesome (0) Fabulous (0) WTF (0) Day-um (0) Suckage (0)

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not Okay. OK?

I am still not OK. But that is OK. Cause it is OK to not be OK if you recognise why you are not OK and are striving to BE OK and it is OK to know that being OK is going to take time. And that is OK. Or is that Okay? Or as [...]

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Clearly I am not thinking clearly.

So Boo continues to display his displeasure at, well, EVERYFUCKINGTHING by whipping out his boy bits and urinating on the carpet. As you do. Last night he called MPS in his room with the rouse ‘I need a little help here!’ and MPS returned to inform me that Boo had removed his bandage around his [...]

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Today I nearly got hit by an aeroplane.

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Yes, Samuel, a motherfucking PLANE. I was driving along, music up loud for some desperately needed sing really sad songs really damn loud therapy, the back roads to the hospital to pick up Boo’s Xrays that they FINALLY found after his surgery last week. When out of the corner of my eye I saw an [...]

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Will you do the Fandango?

While I tend to shit that I would rather not have to fucking deal with, I am reposting random drivel from the past. This one makes me smile because while Boo’s room has had a complete makeover, it pretty much looks the same five minutes after I have cleaned it and I am always reminded [...]

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A girl walks into a bar… stop me if you have heard this one before.

A girl walks into a bar. When by ‘girl’ I mean a fucking awesome woman rocking her old lady shoes and making old lady shoes the ‘new black’ and ‘bar’ is the new whiz bang fandangled coffee machine that has just been installed at our office with REAL COFFEE BEANS GROUND TO ORDER and you [...]

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Don’t breathe a word.

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It is hard. Keeping this on the down low. Keeping all the details to myself, not being able to just grab a stranger off the street and shake them and say FIX IT OMG PLEASE FIX THIS. Please. My BBF came over yesterday and we talked about Boo’s arm and her kids and whether we [...]

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Dancing in pee soaked carpet is like totally the shizzle.

People used to tell me that I had a humour blog. Every now and then I would pepper my rantings and OMG HOW FUCKING AWESOME AM I?!?! with a few serious posts. And you would be all ‘WHAT THE FUCKITY FUCK? That was unexpected.’ And now, I fear, that you will come here and if [...]

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something, whatever, words placed here.

The BIG BAD THING has got bigger and badder and it’s bigger and badderishness grows exponentially by the day. I really didn’t think my heart could be smashed any further, but again it is squeezed and pounded until every last atom is screaming in pain. And my faith in ‘the system’ and humanity as a [...]