Defining Moments of My Life
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11.26.07 9:24 a.m.

So now I know that I can walk at least 8 1/2 miles in 1 1/2 hours AND that I can perform fairly well at work, 28 hours in a row. I slept 2 hours last Wednesday night, then an hour Thursday night before having to go to work Friday at 4:45am, THEN absolutely no sleep until last night, when I tried to stay awake for simpsons/family guy, fell asleep during the 2nd simpsons and FG was a repeat so I hit the hay. My mom's still in Ohio trying to help Pret get custody/support papers going. She drove them back yesterday, and might not be home till tomorrow night. Besides being thrilled not having Godzilla around, it's also wonderful to sleep in her bed. One of the (several) reasons I've been having so much trouble sleeping is that I went from a HUGE bed down to a single bed, which I share with Cassidy. My feet hang off the ends and I nearly fall out all the time. Anyway I was asleep before I hit the pillow. I remember Cassidy coming in and me sorta helping her up into the bed and giving her a kiss. Then I dont remember anything else till 8am when she's pulling my eyelids up by my eyelashes. So I got 12 hours or so of uniterrupted sleep, which puts a good dent into the sleep deficit, though we're still tired and have to be at work again today 1pm-10pm. I have off tomorrow AND Wednesday.


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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