Monday, January 28, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Dialogie
Him (bipolar schizophrenic dt-ing on ETOH and crack), wearing smoky shades in a dark room..
--I'm 3 tmes divorced, I have problems..
Me, close to the door, ativan suringe at hand..
--REALLY ?..ME TOO :)))
--I have problems..I drank for a week and..and..I have nightmares
--Aga..
--I hear voices telling me to kill all the bad people.
--Am I one of the bad people ?..
--No, You'll help me.
--Hmm..
--I'm 3 tmes divorced, I have problems..
Me, close to the door, ativan suringe at hand..
--REALLY ?..ME TOO :)))
--I have problems..I drank for a week and..and..I have nightmares
--Aga..
--I hear voices telling me to kill all the bad people.
--Am I one of the bad people ?..
--No, You'll help me.
--Hmm..
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Blah
As always when life gets too real I get a strong aversion to blogging..I'm beyond tired..worked 2 12-hr shifts in a row..crazy busy all weekend long..had to get groceries..came home to a flooded bathroom and a blue-in-the-face babysitter who jumped out the door BAREFOOT. Long night ahead with screams for milk and kicks in the groin. A phrase stuck in my head from earlier at work -- "your patient's asking for a silver bullet". I reply "ok, coming up" and go on doing 10 things at a time. WTF ???..:)))
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Odds and ends..
-Compliment from guy at work: "NO OFFENCE, but you're a beautiful girl..."
-The most surreal feeling -- driving in a murky blizzard in a death of Midwestern winter with Caribbean reggae on full blast.
-A 400 lbs psychotic patient with explosive diarrhea that just ripped out all his lines and is headed for the elevator, whaling and leaving a trail of blood and poop behind him..and little old me trying to dart his bloody ass with an elephant dose of Haldol..
-A teeny tiny Club Monaco skirt that is a perfect fit after all the crap I've been eating these holidays -- a nice surprise, now if I could only get my ass in it and to a nice party for once, maybe there'd be more nice surprises in store..maybe not..In any case, I should work less and get out more..
-My kid does yoga, and no one thought her
-I had the most mindblowing hot dream about an old flame..Again, I should get out more..:)))
-The most surreal feeling -- driving in a murky blizzard in a death of Midwestern winter with Caribbean reggae on full blast.
-A 400 lbs psychotic patient with explosive diarrhea that just ripped out all his lines and is headed for the elevator, whaling and leaving a trail of blood and poop behind him..and little old me trying to dart his bloody ass with an elephant dose of Haldol..
-A teeny tiny Club Monaco skirt that is a perfect fit after all the crap I've been eating these holidays -- a nice surprise, now if I could only get my ass in it and to a nice party for once, maybe there'd be more nice surprises in store..maybe not..In any case, I should work less and get out more..
-My kid does yoga, and no one thought her
-I had the most mindblowing hot dream about an old flame..Again, I should get out more..:)))
Monday, December 31, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
small comforts
With all the ass-kicking bad luck I'm having lately..here's a few things that made me feel ok..somewhat..
1. Reclaiming my space, throwing out bags and bags of crap out of all the closets, a complete de-cluttering of my home. Out with the old, in with the new, I'm done with dark ages. Let there be light, lots of it. I'm surrounded with white and it feels good.
2. Digging up a box of old letters and pics from my trips. Never fails.
3. Getting cable after not watching any TV for 2 years.
4. Watching Martha bake a perfect chocolate cake. Pure therapy. She scares the shit out of me, though..
5. Getting a tan (better yet, a free tan)
6. My daughter waking me up in the morning with kisses and hugs and falling asleep at night in my arms, happy. "Mama tut". Although its less precious at 1am..and 3am..and 6am..
7. A team of construction workers trumpling over each other to get me a gallon of milk in Dominicks at 1am. Very entertaining.
8. Having a wet dream about the same team later..
9. Having dreams
10. Repotting a ficus tree in miracle grow and watching it double in size in a week --$12. Sticking a green rubber behemoth Veronika dreads in the pot to keep her from digging in, and watching her try to sneak up behind him -- priceless.
1. Reclaiming my space, throwing out bags and bags of crap out of all the closets, a complete de-cluttering of my home. Out with the old, in with the new, I'm done with dark ages. Let there be light, lots of it. I'm surrounded with white and it feels good.
2. Digging up a box of old letters and pics from my trips. Never fails.
3. Getting cable after not watching any TV for 2 years.
4. Watching Martha bake a perfect chocolate cake. Pure therapy. She scares the shit out of me, though..
5. Getting a tan (better yet, a free tan)
6. My daughter waking me up in the morning with kisses and hugs and falling asleep at night in my arms, happy. "Mama tut". Although its less precious at 1am..and 3am..and 6am..
7. A team of construction workers trumpling over each other to get me a gallon of milk in Dominicks at 1am. Very entertaining.
8. Having a wet dream about the same team later..
9. Having dreams
10. Repotting a ficus tree in miracle grow and watching it double in size in a week --$12. Sticking a green rubber behemoth Veronika dreads in the pot to keep her from digging in, and watching her try to sneak up behind him -- priceless.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Things I've done in the last 5 days, in no order
Made huge messy bubbles with Boo. Played. Played some more. Opened a few gifts early. Baked like a maniac. I cook and clean when really stressed and can't have a drink..I made chocolate chip cookies, pumpkin-cranberry-raisin cookies, lemon bars..and contemplating sugar cookies tomorrow..I cleaned the place top to bottom. Had playdates for Boo. None for me. Got cable. BTW that was no cable guy, that was cable GOD. Tall, dark, handsome, smoking hot. Boo made eyes at him..ok, we both did. Thank you, Santa :)))) Someone, please remind me that my life's a wreck !
Thursday, December 20, 2007
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