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Almost had to change Toe Cutter's name!

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Almost had to change Toe Cutter's name!
06.12.07 6:42 p.m.

I think I scared Rob away. Me, intimidate a boy? NEVER!

Date night was a fiasco. Mom sat at the casino too long, I was supposed to be at the Yard by 10:30 but didn't get there til an hour later and Rob was asked by a friend to help deliver Sunday papers, so he agreed. There went the night and my place to sleep... so half drunk 3 am he walks me to grammas. As we passed the Farmer's we picked up a straggler who followed all the way to the corner of the street my gramma lives on (practically the whole way). The guy was a half-way decently dressed black man talking shit about "owning this town" being Danny Wegman's coke dealer etc. I was sick of his mouth before we got outta the Farmer's parking lot. Then as we turned onto Main St he kept sliding beside me (Rob was trying to keep himself between me and the guy) and the dude kept whispering shit like "$15 for head?" "How much for ya ass??" Every time he'd ask me something I'd tell him to fuck off, or that he couldn't afford it etc. Finally I flipped out on him, BIG TIME, it was the verbal equivalant of an ass whooping. The shit that was coming outta my mouth! All Auto Pilot, as usual, in situations like this I was watching like it was a movie. "I know real black men that kill niggers like you for target practice" He got in my face, Jewish nose to African nose and started threatening me, saying I was two words away from a real ass whoopin, I said "2 words like FUCK YOU??" and he started threatening me again and "I" said "DO NOT FUCK WITH ME. When your Auntie taught you to say 'God Bless You' I was the demon she was trying to protect you against." Poor Rob. I dont even think he heard what the asshole was saying to me (Rob is deaf in one ear) so it's like we're walking along fine then I go all racist and satanic outta nowhere. After the "I can drink your soul faster than you can drink a 40 motherfucker" part I started walking like triple time, got to the gas station and bought Rob some smokes (I knew he was out and knew he'd really need one by that point). I was out leaning against the side wall of the gas station playing with Toe Cutter (my knife) smoking a Newport by the time he caught up to me. Toe Cutter was really upsetting him, I could tell, but I kept cleaning my nails. He was really mad, saying it was disrespectful to him for me to just walk away and ignore him. He had yelled for me to wait up but all I yelled back was that I'd meet him at the gas station. He said that that was disrespectful too. I said something like letting some crackhead talk to me like that was more disrespectful than anything I had done to him.... So after that we got to 80 Parrish and things were OK. We made out at the door for a while and he told me he loved me cuz I accidently said it first. I was way drunk by then cuz after the bar closed and we were outside I started swigging out of my bottle of jack I had in my purse, and had it finished by the time we got to the gas station... so I was making out and trying to explain to him how I really wouldnt kill anybody cuz he brought up how Tim's been telling people I choked him, and he asked if I had gotten violent with other boyfriends etc and I said something like "I'm not really like that, besides I don't hurt people I love" and then he was like "I love you too" and wouldnt stop saying it. I don't know what to believe. I think he was saying it because he was afraid I was gonna slit his throat. Anyway so he hasn't called me since and I broke down and called yesterday afternoon and his roommate's gf said he was camping till Wednesday. I have off two days in a row next week, Tuesday and Wednesday. I'm gonna see if Cass can spend time with the Pedros/Daddy and see if Rob wants to go away or something. "I promise I won't hurt you." muhahahaha

P.S. other things that came out my mouth at that crackhead "don't make your gramma have to bring flowers to this piece of sidewalk" and "after my boys are done draggin your ass behind their truck they'll help me fill you with candy, string you up and use you as the pinata for their niece's quincenera"


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?


AFTER


WHAT'S MY NAME?!?