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old man liver

also known as Bitch'n Mona

a post in which to bitch about Old Man. who I shall credit for some of the damage to my liver. and psyche.

I think I don’t know how to deal with a man who’s not evil. Like, he’s not abusive or selling drugs or alcoholic or severely narcissistic or 15 years old or married or. . . .oh fuck. K, technically, legally, he’s still married. So. there’s that. Otherwise? just an old man that I’m ’bout tired of. Continue reading

i ought to go to bed

This is some dreck that’s been sitting in my drafts folder since last October. Not really sure why. Maybe just so sober me could proofread and edit for drunk me?

(pics & snarky comments added later.)

"In sleep, you are safe from the revolting mechanics of living and being a prey to outrageous fortune." Taylor Caldwell

 

If it’s night, I ought to go to bed. If it’s daytime, I am in bed. and probably ought to get the fuck up. ain’t it funny? Continue reading

you know you wanna. me too.

I  bought new mascara which totally looks like a pocket rocket. gives me idears.

ancient chinese wisdom, meaning........bitch

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Pre-Existing Condition – Can’t Wait for Health Care Reform

I feel very bitch/babble/rant tonight. Awake, as always. Ok, my spacebar isn’t cooperating. That just pisses me off. Lets start there…

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wait, what?

and I'm losing my religion...

and I'm losing my religion...

I don’t really know what I’m doing here right now.  I just took the Pill. Ambien is wonderful stuff. If one doesn’t knock me out within 30 minutes, I take another. Sure, if I was employed I would quickly become unemployed again, for much the same reasons I became unemployed to begin with. But sleep is one of the most wonderful things on earth. It sucks so fuckin bad not to be able to GO to sleep. I’m not gonna bitch about wanting to STAY asleep longer in the morning. or afternoon, whatever. the boyfriend sleeps about 18 hours a day, and he’s not taking a sleeping pill. and he doesn’t care one way or the other if he stays in bed all day or does something constructive. I just don’t get it I guess.

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