January 2012
80 posts
“Uh huh, it’s a thing.”
– Thus spake ripslich.
OH WHAT LIKE I'M GONNA POUR IT OUT?
??
SO I WAS JUST MIXING MYSELF SOME WHISKEY AND COKE
AND I POURED ALL THE WHISKEY IN THE GLASS. ALL OF IT. I THOUGHT I WAS POURING THE COKE. I WAS WRONG. NOW I HAVE TO DRINK ALL THE WHISKEY AND I AM GOING TO DIE OF WHISKEY. WHAT A WAY TO GO.
Locked myself out of my bedroom wearing nothing...
*it was a really easy lock to pick
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Just quickly on the SOPA blackout.
indefensible:
The SOPA Blackout protests are a typical response from people used to snivelling while their lunch money gets stolen. We’re turning the other cheek instead of doing everything we can to punch the other guy’s lights out.
So, you know, yay us.
tt
I remember one time my ex-husband got mad because one of the members at the gym he works at threw a fit because she wanted to drop her kids off in the nursery to take a class and she couldn’t because she hadn’t scheduled a slot and the nursery was full. He said, “Seriously? That’s the worst thing that happened to you today?” And I replied, “Maybe it is. Who are...
Writing that letter to my sister earlier was so...
I appreciate the supportive askbox messages and texts and emails. I was a little afraid I’d come off looking like an asshole, but I realized that it doesn’t matter. Nobody but me and my brother know the extent of the pain she caused, and I know that I’m right to let go of the idea that one day she’ll be forgivable. I don’t wish any harm on my sister. I don’t...
I don't think I can forgive you.
I thought I could, back in May, when I thought you would come around, before I knew how far you would go to hurt me. Even after you did the worst things, I thought that you’d have a come-to-Jesus moment and would try to explain, make amends, get help. It hasn’t been that long, but the more time passes and I hear nothing from you directly, nothing to indicate you’re even trying to...
Tebow's Religion: Fair Game →
summersumz:
some excerpts from the link above:
Before he ever took a snap in the NFL, he appeared in an anti-choice television ad with his mother that was sponsored by Focus on the Family, an influential anti-choice, anti-gay-rights organization founded by the Rev. James Dobson. He knew what he was doing.
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Which made a lot of the chin-stroking about Tebow’s religion over the past weeks...
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Remember this:
Less than three years ago, you sat at your kitchen table and counted out the pills in a bottle of temazepam. You were so tired, and you hadn’t slept in days, maybe a week. 46 pills. That would put you to sleep.
You didn’t want to die, you just didn’t particularly want to live. You’d already taken two pills by then, and still sleep wouldn’t come. There were 46 left....
This is Amber Torres. She is a family member and...
vthebookworm:
Please reblog. My family is worried sick.
Despite the way 2012 has started for me (tearful, exhausted, lonesome, near-hopeless), right now I feel like it’s gonna be the year I get my shit together.
nothing is cool.: Tour Booking. →
benwise:
Ever DIY booked a monthlong tour for a band? If you answered no, then you probably (a) love yourself and (b) tend to abstain from exercises in futility, neglect and self-abuse. I began the process of booking our March tour on Nov 27th, and have reached out to around 100 clubs all over the US…
The Mighty Regis is awesome, and Ben and his bandmates are just as sweet as the day is...
TT
Don’t tell me what kind of daughter I am. I do what I do because I love my Dad, and I want the rest of his life to be as happy and comfortable as possible. Sure, I feel a little duty-bound, but only a little. Mostly, I recognize, or try to recognize, the unique privilege and blessing that it is, the luxury of time to spend with him while I have no career or other family of my own to think...
I am tired of crying, but not yet too tired to...
I am sitting in bed, in a cocoon of blankets, sipping herbal tea and whiskey and thinking something along these lines: “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Fuck.”
Speaking of which, I am listening to the couple in the bedroom next to mine fuck. Not actively listening, just can’t help but hear. And they aren’t even loud, it’s just the way sound carries in this...
They say "date a girl who reads"
mmemordant:
But where are all of the guys who read?
Other than hard sci-fi I mean. F that noise.
Seriously
I don't think it's true that "everything happens...
I think that resourceful and flexible and tenacious people make it look that way.
White sheets, white blanket, white duvet, white...
I WILL NEVER SEE THOSE EARBUDS AGAIN
House hunting.
See, there's a nice patio, so when it's warmer out and you feel like entertaining, you can have barbecues or whatever with your friends.
I don't entertain. I don't have friends. I work. I take care of my dad. I see my brother on the weekends. I get laid when I can. How's the water pressure in the shower?
“…assorted other rogues and assholes…”
– jascollins on my romantic history
I think I just called myself a "fine piece of...
I think it’s time to go to bed.
“Holy shit, my mom is really dead.”
– Me, two years and nine months later
I've never in my whole life doubted that my father...
I never really accepted that my mother loved me until not too long before she died. She resented me so much when I was young, and I still internalize so much of what she taught me about me (see the “guest post from my brain” from earlier today). I give her a pass for being both crazy and dead. I always knew my Daddy loved me, and while I am surprised that he was able to say the words...
“I know, honey. I’ve got you. We’ll be okay. You’re okay.”
– Daddy
I finally talked myself into going in to see Dad.
I took him to Starbucks and we’ve been sitting here for about twenty minutes, not saying much (he, at least, has an excuse), and now I’m hiding in the bathroom, typing this, wondering how honest I should be with him about how depressed I am. On one hand, it might help explain why I’ve been so shitty at quality time lately, and on the other, generationally he might just not get...
After a long, shitty day looking at rentals and...
I went home for about an hour and then left to take two more buses to see Dad. I am walking to the nursing home right now and seriously, seriously thinking about just turning around and going home again without seeing him because I have absolutely nothing to say to him and no energy to try to come up with some way to make it a decent visit for him. I can’t just plaster a smile on my face and...
Guest post from my brain: You should just give up.
You will never have a fulfilling relationship with a man, because you are broken. You expect too much while simultaneously accepting too little. There is nothing about who you are that seems to warrant being treated like a lady, being loved and respected and treasured, and nothing you do will ever change that. You are, by turns, too independent and too needy, too smart and too obtuse, too giving...
I fucking hate my life.
I looked at two places today, one is livable and very close to work, and the other is not to my standards. The problem with having standards is I live in the FUCKING BAY AREA where you can’t even expect to have access to an indoor bathroom for less than, like, nine million dollars a month, and my Dad’s situation means I can’t even work full-time without greatly diminishing his...
Considering that I can hear practically everything...
I should stop with the screaming and crying. I’m hoping I’ll wear myself out and fall asleep soon.
