Moving to Tumblr

I’ve decided to dump Google and Microsoft and switch to Tumblr. Click the link to get there then save it as a bookmark/favorite.  If you don’t know what that means ask one of your kids.




I’ve been sick for a few days now so I haven’t blogged.  I guess I need to stay out of the clubs – just thinking about how many germs there are in a bar is to drive you to drink. Click here 1st:

You hand your ID to the bouncer who has handled over 100 IDs so far. Now think; have you ever seen a bouncer clean his hands? So he hands you your ID coated with oil not only from his hands but everyone else’s.

If you have to open the door yourself fine, but do you wash your hands before leaning on the more than unsanitary bar and getting that drink.  Now the glasses are clean.  They have to be or the health department would put a “C” notice on the door. This means they fucked up inspection and have 30 days to fix it.  It is the same in most state, while some are just pass fail.

Anyways you have yet to wash your hands before making contact with the glass.  Your bartender does (usually).

You don’t use the napkin they handed you for anything.  You just toss it cause it just get wet on the glass.  You could have wiped your hands off with it dumb ass. Click Here!

Wait, I have a straw, you have to hold the straw to get it into you mouth at least once, least you get it in your nose. Forget about it once you’ve had a few. 

Now we get into the people around you. Who’s sick? Who’s not? Whose sick and doesn’t now it yet?

DID SOME SWEATY GUY JUST BUMP INTO ME? (Yes I think this is how I got sick).  Did I go wash up? No, I was drunk, flattered and grossed out all at once. I was not thinking about the grossness of a sweaty stranger could make me sick. I was think he was one of the people who slept with our old roommate and that the fact he slept with her was gross.

I hate being home all the time, I hope the Vocational people can help me go back to school.  It’s just taking too long.  We need to win the freaking Lotto.



Nothing new

Not much going on…

We went to Georgie’s Alibi Friday night.  I wasn’t sure I wanted to go but I was so tired of being in the house. 


It was slow, almost empty at first but then it picked up. One of Ben’s friends got so drunk she was knocking drinks over and ended the night throwing up in the bathroom.


One of the dancers had on awesome boots. They were like biker boots but had a clear sole with gears in them.  I know I go to a bar and check out the strippers shoes.


He was talking to us a lot.  i think he knew the girl that was with us (the one that threw up).  I was very guarded, so guarded in fact the dancer asked me what was wrong.  Great! I thought.  I am so messed up strippers are asking me what’s my problem. 


He did say I was in better shape than him so then I didn’t feel completely horrible.  I had like 4 drinks and didn’t get sick. Still I’d prefer not to drink.  It’s too much of a risk with my medication. Not to mention the emotional roller coaster it usually causes the next day. 


I think I need to find the spark that was me again, without going overboard. I think we are both a bit apprehensive of what changes may come to pass. I made sure but knew that I appreciated him. He was the thing I help on to when I wanted to kill myself.  Friends to the end.  i think it was important for me to say and for him to know.  If it ever ended (and it better not) I would always be there.


The next day I help out Ben’s bird club by painting show benches in like 90 degree weather.  It was OK but halfway through I was wanted to go home.  The heat was too much and Deb kept trying to control everything. Which meant non-stop slave labor.  She’s nice but too controlling and sensitive to correction. 


We had ribs and shrimp after.  People were giving me credit for the food but I only made the shrimp.  I didn’t know what to say as I was embarrassed for Deb.  She said she didn’t care, but I know she did.  Regardless it was a good time for everyone.


I also talked to my brother for about and hour.  We started out sending texts back and forth, but to me it was just easier to talk. We caught up on a bit of things.  I was glad to hear from him.  It’s been months. I thought he was mad at me but apparently not.  He’s my favorite sibling. He never doubts or judges me, he’s just cool.


Sunday we just spent together.  We watched Role Models. It was hilarious.

We just enjoyed the day and did nothing.  Today I have a meeting with a Vocational counselor.  They should be able to tell me what they can help me with today. It’s been a long and frustrating ordeal being unemployed and waiting for answers.  hopefully I should be able to get some answers today.


I think he looks better as the beast.

New starts

Well Victor Emanuel was born and he’s cute. 

Dallas has a gooey ear infection. I cleaned it best I could.  I’ll just have to keep an eye on it.


I am exploring nursing schools. Galen School seems the best.  They have robots.  The admissions office made me feel welcome and told me how to save. 

Galen College of Nursing in Louisville, Cincinnati, Tampa and San Antonio

She told me to get the study guide for the PN PAX. I have to score over 50% or the whole average basically a 92 out of 180.  I will have to check Amazon for that. 

DVR Banner

I went to a vocational rehabilitation orientation. They should be able to help me I have an interview with a counselor.  Then they set you up with a plan to get you educated and back to work.

We’ll see.  I have to have faith in others for once.

I just know what every job they set me up for I will not be answering any phones.

Of course it could take up to six months to get off the waiting list (they said it might not take that long).


My sister is finally is in labor, my other sister is going to keep me poster.

The CW messed up the sound on Vampire Diaries again.  I had to read most of it via closed captions.  At least they fixed it for Supernatural. I find it funny how they depict the angels as businessmen and politicians and the demons are usually everyday people.

LOL god shows up to talk to one of the angels and all the humans around die as their eyes explode from looking at him. At least they stick to Old Testament lore

I just saw an Olive Garden commercial and the chef was a black guy!

See Obama is doing something for the country!

Awake early

Up at 3:33 AM could not go back to sleep.  We saw Clash of the Titans in 3-D last night. What a disaster that was.  It was like watching The Terminator, Transformers, starring your stereotypical action hero in a Greek myth told by a third grader who doesn’t have the story straight. And there it was, full of corny and  badly placed one-liners.  It left a bitter taste like and old Power Bar.  I really felt dumber for watching it.

The only good parts of the movie…

and Sam Worthington in a tunic …

Clash of the Titans (2010) Clip

Therapy was more like a conversation than therapy but I was reminded to enter the Vocational Assistance Program.  I can help me with meds, doctors and schooling.  I’ll call them on Monday. 

We also walked around Busch Gardens for a bit.  For once we did not stop for a single show or a ride.  We just walked around looking at the animals and the people. 


We also picked up an algebra workbook as it is the only thing that could cause me problems on entrance exams. My math sucks balls big time.  I just don’t get it, beside we have computers for all that.  I am not an engineer nor do I care to be one. I think it’s good to know but I’ll never use anything more complex then fractions.  I do not care why x=1.2232(-12) the answer will always be five.  That is the answer to my every algebra question in high school.

Life goes on

Not much has been happening since we got our cars back.  I will still need a new radiator and a tune up. hard to believe it’s got 226K miles on it. 


Just when I think my family has forgotten me Cathy calls me.  We talked for almost and hour.   Imari will be graduating in Jun and going on to USF.  That’s about 20 minutes from anywhere in Tampa Bay. 


Cher should have had her baby by now, but still no word. I’m gonna call tomorrow, maybe she had it and there are caught up in all the excitement. 

I haven’t heard from the others.  Oh well, I am not the greatest communicator in the world. 


I got my first rejection from SSD and will send it to the lawyer tomorrow.  I am also looking at going back to school for nursing.  It is what I wanted from the beginning but I listened to my mom and while I made money like she said I hated it.  I think it helped push me over the edge. Now I am unemployed and overqualified or under-qualified depending on who you ask. 

One thing I do know is, I will never answer the phone for a living, no matter how much I get paid.  i hate people and don’t want to talk to them 8 hours a day 5 days a week. Fuck that! If I can’t find anything I will apply at McDonalds or Waste Management.  

Cat Scratch Fever


How did such a nasty infection happen?  Timmy and I have had a long debate on whether or not I appreciate him brushing my hair with his tail. My argument was “stop it you dumb fucker!” as I pushed his bum away from my head.  Timmy’s argument was “No you’re a dumb fuck for pushing on the end with claws!” and with that my huge manly hand was the victim of a drive by slashing.  Tim just walked of and looked back at me. It was if he was saying….


He didn’t mean it though.  He’s fat and he was falling, however he’s not allowed on top of the couch any more … I win


(Not to mention I have the food)

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