Rolled coaster


Roller coasters should be fun.

Except when they are in your head.

In your heart, in your mind.

They’re nauseating.

I want the highs and lows to stop.

Let me off this ride!

Okay, what can I do?

Hmmm…music helps, weed helps, writing helps, friends help. Please help me.

Confession?


I’m not sure what exactly this is, but this morning I felt good. Happy, for no reason. If any of you were writing that, I’d say that is a good thing, but with me, I’m not sure.

I don’t typically get happy. I’m more of a somber person in general. Always have been, which is why I noticed it was weird that I was happy. There is a possibility I’m over-thinking this, but what should I do? I took my kids to school and have accomplished some stuff, but I’m scared.

If I was happy for no reason, does that mean soon I’m going to be more depressed, emotional, angry for no reason? I don’t understand what would make me feel happy. I mean, life is good. I know that, but I don’t usually feel it. This is stupid to be writing about. I know that much, but I don’t care.

Anyway, I don’t know what I’m doing. Sorry for this post, I wont blame anyone for unfollowing me. It’s just weird. I’m concerned my hormones are out of whack, or something’s off, but maybe it’s normal. Do people wake up and move around and feel happy for no particular reason?

Blue Christmas: Last Remake of the Season


Real Version – Karaoke   I am so blue, blue after Christmas.    Chaos is through, we’re done with the big fuss. Decorations still up, but it’s easy to see    I’m in no mood to, start taking down the tree. … Continue reading

Hair today, gone tomorrow


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This photo is not actually me. I didn’t put a picture of my own bad haircut for fear of breaking any mirrors that might be within view of your computer screens. You’re welcome.

Have you ever had a time in your life when you realize how lucky you are to have said “I do” and landed that spouse and maybe a kid or two, before your body went to hell, and you got a haircut to match. The odds of a marriage proposal, much less the willingness of someone to procreate with you have gone from 70% to 1 in a million

With a few quick snips, and the words “I can’t do any more damage” from your hairstylist, you realize your life is about to change. Sure, you try to fix it, but with some cuts, time is the only thing that might heal the wound.

Within days, you realize why your husband cheats on you, your kids pretend they’re adopted, and the dog hides when you come home. Even your teenager, who would probably like the above hairstyle, thinks yours is ugly.

If this has happened, or is happening to you, it is not the end of the world. Believe it or not, there is a bright side of a bad haircut. For example:

You don’t have to buy a scary Halloween costume.

Your typical insecurities seem like nothing.

With the money you save by staying home more, you can buy some nice hats online.

Alright, I’m sure I’m not the only one who has had a really bad haircut, and misery loves company, so please share your stories, coping strategies, and maybe a little cyber-alcohol with me.

Planning the Perfect Pity Party


The key to having any perfect party is effective planning. Here are some tips to help your next pity party be a great success.

1. Choose the perfect date – The best day for a pity party is a day that most people will be busy. Then when they don’t show up, you will have an extra reason to be sad.

2. Invite as many people as possible – By inviting lots of people, you will guarantee the party’s failure. Start with the president, and as many politicians as possible, then hit up your entire email address list, and all of your Facebook “friends”. Save the people who might actually show up for last, so the odds of them making other plans are high.

3. Forget about the party  There is nothing better than forgetting about your own party to ensure that at least a few people will be pissed off.

I would write additional tips, but I have a party to forget about.

While you mourn my loss, please check out the following party posts:

Rebecca2000: WTF Friday #4

Roly: Hobbler’s Pity Party, and Pity Party Pooper Too

LifeInTheFarceLane: Pity party, party pooper

Lisa Summerlin: All In A Day’s Whine

Love and Lunchmeat: Oh, the Things I Could Do If I Were More Like Martha and Double Plus Not Good

Edward Hotspur: Hobbler’s Pity Party and Silly Pity

Bats: Pity Party USA via Hobbler

SandyLikeABeach: James Hiding Philosophy Notes In Pity Party Dress Taken For Joyce

Adorablyad – I Have a Lot to Pity Myself For

Hobbler: It’s My Party and I’ll Cry If I Want To and Whiners of the World Unite

Can’t think of a good title for this…


I just tried something that, although it wasn’t the worst thing I’ve ever tasted, it should probably be consumed mostly by people who are stoned and have the munchies. Not like I’d know anything about that…just “in theory”. The Dorito Taco from Taco Bell. There really isn’t a better way to describe it than a good “munchies” food.

A million times more important than that, we still haven’t heard from Bats. If you pray, pray for her. If you don’t pray, think of her. If you can’t find the time to think of her, then get off my blog. Seriously. This is not just some name. This is life or death. If you can’t understand that, I don’t want you on here.