Holeee Shit

Whoa, you guys, I had this crazy dream!!! I dreamt I was married to a jackass for like, yonks, and then I tried to divorce him. Yay, freedom! And I dreamt I went to court and told everyone what had happened, about how I came home and found our kid covered in her own shit while he was “watching” her! And they said, “we’ll believe you, maybe, if you pay us another $15,000 to look into this.”

Oooh, that was a bad part, because I was only a student and had like, only $15.00.

In the meantime, I dreamt my shitty husband brought my weblog to court and presented it as pornography that was exploiting my daughter! And he had no idea I even had a weblog! And said that I was a dog fucker with low self-esteem!!! And that it was my fault my stepfather abused me!!! It turns out my stepfather threatened to lock me out of the cabinets BECAUSE I WAS SUCH A BIG FAT EATER, NOT BECAUSE HE WAS A FUCKING PSYCHO. HAA HAA HAA!!!!111

Phew, I’m glad the court paperwork cleared that up for me. Here I was, thinking I was abused as a child and that I had endured an emotionally frigid marriage which culminated in our daughter being progressively more neglected. MY BADS!!! LOL!

SO, in this dream I lost my weblog, for like, a whole year which was incredibly depressing. When you put three years of your life into something creative, you can get a little, you know, ATTACHED to it. MAN, DID I CRY A LOT. You could have drowned a pony in my tears. HAHA HA!!!!!!

SO I woke up this morning to post again and I realized that my last post was…what? June…2004? I really haven’t written in a over year?

Well, that’s about to change. I’m done fucking crying; back to writing.

Thanks to those who bumped me to start again: Daniel, my Companion, Supa, Mike, Joshua Norton, and everyone else. THANK YOU.

(Archives and the rest of the design will be finished soonly.)