"Even the fuckin' trees walked in those movies"

Still not interested ...

My friend's smoking hot sister is an extra

CT: All the extra sweating has finally caught up with me and my whole body is sore.

So, physically, I'm hurting, but mentally? I'm peachy

Ct: I went to my doctor because of these headaches from hell I have been having. They took my blood pressure and it was 97/64. I find that kinda funny since I still smoke and was speeding to the appointment.

Sounds really low, maybe that could cause headaches?

Do you fell alright otherwise?

My dad used to have low blood pressure.
He's 6'5 and was like about 160lbs most of my childhood. He smoked pipe tobacco, drank beer and wine, and ate a lot of mcdonalds. Low BP, low chlestrol, but he could have some bad headaches.

Then when he was about 43, he quit smoking, started eating better. He gained a bunch of weight. Now he's on blood pressure meds after I found out it was 185/100. When I had post-partum eclampsia, mine was 199/100, so I had my oldest daughter call him and say "please don't stroke out on us, grandpa al".

Dad just said "Hey. That was my blood pressure at your age." Therefore I guess I shouldn't stop smoking.


I read that if I take the maxium dosage of the headache meds for about a week I "may have blood that is greenish-black in color". Holy shit I am soo tempted to take the maxium dosage for a week and then cut my finger.

A lot of silver in your diet will turn it blue, hence the term "Blue Bloods".

ct: tomorrow I'm going to wales.

ct: tomorrow I'm going to harpoon wales.

hehehe

Fags!

C++ ?

or C+?

Whatever, I know vaguely what it is. 


Anyway, one of my brothers is here at the 'rents. He is stationed at Ft. Riley KS. He is hanging out here with his 17 year old Knocked Up GF. No wonder I find her so fucking annoying. She is angsty, emo and pregnant.

Brother has doled out the electronics to my kids..... DS's, tablets.... they're all playing games.

He commented on Aaron's copy of H. P. Lovecraft's complete works, that I was reading... And we started talking about the oldest brother. He does some secretive computer stuff, doesn't really talk to any of us, still lives up north.....

That's why I opened this with the C+ thing.

Kids are putting pj's on. My mom tries her best to usurp all authority I may manage with my kids, but it doesn't upset me like it used to.

Man, I'm telling you- I am officially not crazy anymore.

Two straight years of very intense therapy did the trick.

Dialectical Behavior Therapy, and Buddhism.


I'm all happy n shit now =)

Diabolical Behavior Therapy ... Oh my!

Diabolical Behavior Ther-Rape-Me ... Oh my!

From TheRapist ...

I really should have wrote: They-Rape-Me. Would have fit better, phonetically.  How the fuck did I spell that right? There is no autocarrot inside this laptop......



CT: I have changed so much, and rarely look back. That's fine. If I look back, I'll fucking drown in all that emo chaos anyway. Besides, forward is where the sun is shining.

W3rd-2-dat-Skylyt!

W3rd-2-dat-Skylyt!

As in, Home-Skylyt ...? Cuz, that'd be dope!

W3rd!

"It'd be nice if you could pull me into town."  

Like, on a sled?
Not likely here in Florida ...

My dad moved to Sarasota from Illinois when he was about 11 years old and his brother and sister were, like 7 and 5. It was the early 60's.  He tells me stories about the culture shock he had as an adolesant suddenly ending up in the Deep South. However, my uncle barely remembers what life was like up North. My aunt moved with my grandparents to Michigan in the early 70s, while my dad and uncle went to FSU.

The first Christmas they traveled up to Michigan. While packing, my dad (Al) notices my uncle (Greg) trying to pack an umbrella. The following conversation happens:

Al: Why are you packing that?

Greg: Because it might snow. Or maybe a blizzard.

Al: You don't use an umbrella in a blizzard. It will break.

Greg: so how do you keep from getting wet?

Al: You stay inside.....

Greg still lives in Florida. He has passed on his fear of snow to his daughter.

Why am I mentioning this? Well, I'm a bit stoned and I read something about a sled in Florida.... and we had some pretty bad ass Tornados in Iowa on Saturday and I have half a fucking tree in my backyard that I am gonna have to saw up and toss over the fence into the woods later.

Lol. Umbrella in a blizzard....silly Greg.

I don't use an umbrella in the rain. I just walk in it.

Like, on a sled?
Not likely here in Florida ...

I had Napoleon Dynamite on the brain.

ct: I really love the fresh prince of bel air.

There is no autocarrot inside this laptop......

The easy way to get 5 a day!

Cocks?
You can do that on the corner of Moncrief and Beaver .....

I don't use an umbrella in the rain. I just walk in it.

My husband does the same thing. He likes to keep his non-whitecane-holding hand free.  Since i haven't had my contacts for almost 3 years, I use a big old clear umbrella so I don't have to worry about wiping raindrops off my glasses.

I drive an old Wrangler with no side glass, just a bikini top and half doors. People ask me what happens when it rains.

I get wet. Duh.

People ask me what happens when it rains.

This is one of those questions that people ask me and I cannot help but look at them for a long time and wonder how they make it from day to day.

"So, you walk Everywhere ?"
"Yup."
"Say you had to go to the store for, like, groceries. You walk there?"
"Yup."
"Well what if you needed more than just a few things?"
"Then I get more than a few things."
"You push the shopping cart home with your stuff in it?"
"No, that would be theft."
"How do you get your stuff home then?"
"I carry it."
"What happens if it Rains ?
I stare at them.... wondering if they are expecting me to suddenly change my story.
"...... then I get wet."

Ya know Luna, I'm awake at 4am with a cluster headache and feeling sad about my Stepfather's Frontotemporal Dementia and how I fucking hate that disease because a 56 year old man shouldn't have to be going to a Day Center because he moves shit in the house around when his wife is at work.

Then I saw your post there and laughed for about 2 mins.  Thanks. Now I don't have to make a whiney post about headaches and Frontotemporal Dementia and make everyone roll their eyes

Oh shit. I just kinda did....my bad.

I too wonder how some people get by everyday when I get asked these:

*when I am at any kind of show with my husband, who is legally blind and has a whitecane*
Idiot to either me or Zach: So, are you , like, blind blind?
Me to Idiot: Neither. He just uses the cane to get chicks.
Idiot: Really?

*any time I am in public with my two year old boy/girl twins*
Idiot: Aww. Are they twins? (Ok this is a normal non-idiot question. You can't just assume every woman with 2 babies at a time has twins)
Me: Yes they are. He was born 1 minute before her.
Idiot: Are they identical?
Me: uh, no...they are fraternal...
Idiot: So how can you tell?
Me: Well, HE is a boy and SHE is a girl, so they kinda have to be fraternal. And her hair is darker and his skin is paler...
Idiot: Well they can still be identical. You should check their DNA to see if they match. That's how you can tell if they are identical.

Hot Damn MacGirlver! Now I'm laughing!


So, what is the definition of cluster headaches?

And, I can relate a little bit about the brain stuff. I was a mess when my mother went in to be checked for an aneurysm, (Her mother and aunt both passed away from aneurysm) .... I know she was more of a mess in her own way... she is just as much of a mindfuck as me. They didn't find any but they did find an Olfactory Groove Meningioma. Not cancerous, still scary. Brain surgery. I have never prayed, hoped, or dialed up the earth, goddesses and gods in that manner in My Life.

My mother and I have Never gotten along. Just way too different. I love my kids, trees, kindness, and joy. She loves money.

So, I'm not the kind of person who could go, "Oh, you have a brain tumor? Serves you right you gold diggin' cunt."

Nope. I moved into her house and took over so she could recover. I even shut my opinionated mouth because the surgeon said that she shouldn't have to Think too much. Gave her a pretty hefty perscription of xanax to keep her mind calm while she recovered.

Very poignant time.