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I'm going to be a mother!!!!!!
11.11.02 5:56 p.m.

psych!!!

so up till last week we had this ant problem. I figure most everybody in texas has an ant problem though. we got these poison traps and the ants seemed to go away. friday I woke up around noon and was itching my shouder and then my armpit was itchy and then my elbow... and then I was covered in the most unbelievable hives, you can't even imagine!!! it lasted almost 3 hours! I wanted to scrape my skin off with a razor blade and pour beach all over it!!! (works for poison ivy, try it some time) arrrggghhhh!!!!!! Anyway I figure that I got bit by one of the ants who had already been munching on the arsenic.... So Friday night when Er and I got back from the club I was peeling off the clothes and I had a bite on the side of my boob. Ony this bite was way more swollen than the other ones (a rash about three inches in diameter and a raised welt in the middle). It had an obvious bite mark, like some sort of "something stung me there" hole. Well the wound/hole whatever-ya-wanna-call-it turned green, then pussed up, then got green again then got all white and dead skin looking.... Now the welt seems to be um growing and I'm sure will be pulsating soon and teeming with life.... I think I'm going to have baby fire ants or spiders or something. Does anybody want to be a foster parent? Maybe they'll be SCORPIONS!!!!!! wink wink nudge nudge


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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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