Defining Moments of My Life
They'll call me Lady Bateman

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They'll call me Lady Bateman
05.25.07 12:47 p.m.

I had a new song written in my head last night while trying to fall asleep. It wasnt that I was too lazy to get up n write it down, it was more like there's only one outlet in my room and my cellphone charger takes the space of 2 plugs and I had no light. That's still no excuse but I'll try to remember the song. I shoulda used the phone as a light, duh. It was punk rock style, that's what seems to come naturally. Whenever my guitarist gets out of rehab we'll finish up our death metal covers of Maroon 5's greatest hits, then you can hear how messed up we are. It's sad that I'm not kidding.

What the fuck else did I have to say? Oh yeah I got to sleep in an hour this morning and by the time I turned my phone back on I had 5 missed calls already, each a different guy saying good morning. What's Odysseus' wife's name, Penelope I think, with all the fucken suitors... that's what I feel like. Do I need to start knitting or something? I'm gonna see how many of them I can get to help me move, which will take some creative scheduling on my part, but we'll put em to use before telling them to go fuck themselves lol.

I called Jason back first. He called yesterday after he put his daughter to bed, we talked for over an hour. One of the first things he said was "you know the graveyard really freaked me out and I'm wayyyyy better than I was that night..." too funny, and I'm thinking "shit if the graveyard freaked ya out then what the fuck are you gonna do when I get you tied down and hold my hunting knife to your throat while I fuck yr brains out?!" course I didnt actually SAY that, cuz I want it to be a surprise. Muhahahaha It seems like I get progressively more evil with every break up.... Give me a couple years and I'll be some kind of serial rapist/murderer, don't worry, it's only men so no big deal.


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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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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WHAT'S MY NAME?!?