Year: 2011


Abuse & truck repairs = craptasticness

7.15.2011 | Friday

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Abuse & truck repairs = craptasticness

reading time: 3 minutes This week has been what is known as craptastically crappy.  I am pretty sure I am living under a black cloud, my own personal cloud of doom.  And it’s been raining poo upon me.  A disgusting visual, I know, but one that accurately describes my week. Craptastic:  Level 1 Over […]


I don’t get paid enough for this BS.

7.8.2011 | Friday

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I don’t get paid enough for this BS.

reading time: < 1 minute I swear sometimes that I must talk to my children in Swahili.  Or serious issues with English comprehension.  Or they are suffering from senility.  Maybe all three.  Dealing with various children yesterday and today have led me to think that conversing with drywall would have been far more engaging.  I […]


Face Plants & a Beast of Terror

7.7.2011 | Thursday

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Face Plants & a Beast of Terror

reading time: 2 minutes Technically, it’s a Thursday.  But I am fairly certain that it is actually a Monday thinly veiled as a Thursday.  Either that or I am completely incapable of life today.  Honestly, it could be either.  I rolled out of bed this morning, a full hour before I needed to be, […]


Hair goo + shower caps = Sexy Mama

7.6.2011 | Wednesday

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Hair goo + shower caps = Sexy Mama

reading time: 2 minutes I’m telling you, sometimes it is terribly hard to manage all the sexiness that is me.  It’s a burden, but a burden I have to bear nonetheless.  This morning, I woke up refreshed after about 7 hours of good sleep after 48 hours running on about 30 minutes of sleep.  […]


Water bottles & my lady underpinnings,…!

6.16.2011 | Thursday

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Water bottles & my lady underpinnings,…!

reading time: 2 minutes It is probably not saying much for yourself when you are so easily defeated by a water bottle.  Twice.  And two different water bottles.  I opened the fridge, searching with a somewhat muddled brain for the cream to go in my liquid crack blood of life coffee.  And out topples […]




Conforming to non-conformity,…

5.30.2011 | Monday

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Conforming to non-conformity,…

reading time: 2 minutes I think trying to remain unique and having my own identity is becoming a neverending battle of uselessness. That was my Facebook status yesterday evening and my stepbrother CJ made a brilliant comment on it.  He said that it is sometimes pointless because when you are trying not to conform, […]