You ever notice that kids could give a fuck if you’re sick or not. Last year I had whooping cough and It felt like I was being suffocated every time I coughed. One time I was in the bathroom leaning over the sink coughing and hoping I wouldn’t pass out because then who would get my daughter the gluten free cookie she was demanding in that moment. Either she thought I was coughing as part of a performance art piece or she just didn’t give a shit that I was gasping for air. Either way it doesn’t look for my old age when I’m sitting in a pile of my own urine. Will she even change my bedpan? I wonder.
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The woman across the street damn near cursed me out because I asked her if I could get into her yard with the feral cat foundation to catch the two feral cats that ran into her yard. A woman from the organization has already helped me to get ten cats fixed and released. If I can get these last two I would be almost done but the lady said that her cat has been missing ever since I started trapping. I did my best to assure her I knew nothing about her cat but she continued to go off on me. A crack head interrupted me to ask if I had any recycling. Ahhhh, ghetto life.
My goal in life is no longer fame and fortune, riches and wealth although I do want those things. What I really want is to not give a flying shit what people think of me or even what I think of myself. My goal in life is to do what I do and share what I share without giving a fuck how it sounds, or how it will benefit me or get people to relate to me. Now some people may think that I already do this but trust me, you have no idea how much of my true self I hold back for fear I will be 5150′d (involuntary hold in the nuthouse). I mean this. I have this friend who is really crazy but this friend is a genius. This friend is also a minute from being 5150′d so what is the message here? Be your true self and risk involuntary hold. Or to not worry about being carted away, just lead an authentic life. These are the things I ponder as I watch That Girl on MeTv.
Today I got really mad because I was sitting in geology class feeling trapped by rocks. Quartz, slate, limestone and granite, I just couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t remember what an igneous rock is, I don’t know what makes sedimentary rock nor can I draw the rock cycle. What the fuck am I going to do? This is a fucking nightmare! I’m not cut out for this shit! I can’t tell you if the rock has small prisms in it, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t! I feel trapped. gagged, bound, I’m choking, suffocating in a sea of volcanic rock. I’m being stifled by contact metaphorphism. Somebody help me. I don’t know what a silicate is and I can’t explain Bowen’s Reaction Series. Help, Help, Help!!!!!!!!!!!
Why do Black people say Happy Valentimes Day? For Gods Sakes it’s Happy Valentines Day!!!!!!!!!!!
This person is an idiot:
The guy in front of me on the financial aid line told me that he just got out of prison for assault. Another perk of attending community college is that you meet all kinds of people that that you might have seen in the street before and kept walking. Anyway the young prisoner asked me if I knew of any job openings and if he had a look like a hardened criminal. I said I didn’t know of any openings and suggested that he should grow his hair out because he looked like a Nazi skin head with sharp features and stood out like a sore thumb. He thanked me for the advice and said he would grow his hair out right away. He seemed very appreciative.
Oh the things you learn at the social services office. I was just told by another client that you can use your food stamps to get high using all natural products found at Whole Foods. She said that if you combine goji berries with cloves it’s just like doing heroin. Who knew?
Sitting in Geology class, I’m so bored and we are divided into groups and this one woman in my group is telling me everything she knows about rocks as if I could give a fuck. And goodie for her that she went online and looked at all the different minerals. I so don’t care, I’m only taking this class to finish up my general ed requirements. You think I give a shit about what’s going on under the earth’s crust? Now I’m sitting here with this kiss ass who’s telling me about how magma gets depleted. Little does she know that I am blogging this right now as she speaks. Now she’s asking the teacher which minerals are the most dense? Are you kidding?
I always knew I was a freak. I just didn’t know to what extent. I went in to get an MRI for some pain in my right hip. The doctor called to tell me that nothing showed up to explain the pain. She then proceeded to tell me that the reason she was really calling is because most people’s kidneys are located near the lower back and that one of my kidneys wasn’t there. Where was it? In my pelvis, no where near where a kidney should be. So basically my kidney has been hanging out in my pelvis my whole life and I never even knew it. A friend of mine said now when I have sex I can say that’s right baby hit me right in the kidney. Not funny.