Brain Barf

May contain traces of nuts.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Fun Stuff

The problem with talking with my siblings about the STUFF...
Is that they all remember so much MORE than I do.
And then they tell me about the STUFF.
Sometimes I remember it, and sometimes, mostly, I don't.

Their stories.
My stories.
Our stories.
It's a tough group to be a member of.

So here's a fun one.
Courtesy of my oldest Lesbo sister.

I've always been a huge animal lover.
Always liked animals more than people.
Blah blah blah etc.

She told me how my favorite dog died.
Funny hahaha and FUCKED UP SHIT, how I've never thought about it.
One sister says our "dad" broke my dogs back on purpose.
Another sister says that she was hit by a car.
Another sister says that the neighbors dog attacked her.

Whatever.
She was left with a broken back.
To drag herself around.
For about a week.
Until she died.

I don't remember it at all, and I'm fine with that.

I really think he was a psychopath?

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Wednesday, August 25, 2010

A good time was had by, um....

Reason 9,764 why dogs are awesome:

When you curl up in the fetal position on the floor and you face leaks everywhere...Grandpa Mo scoochies in for snuggy scratchies (plus that DAMNed delicious fur face reads my emotions better than I do).
...and then your husband walks in and views the situation on the floor, in a disturbed manner...



You can just say, "Grandpa Mo was lonely and he totally drooled on my face".

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Saturday, August 07, 2010

Eraser

I've always been fascinated by the idea of a tattoo.
I've never gotten one.
Even though my ultra pierced tattooed sister offers to pay for one every birthday.
I just turned thirty six. (OUCH)
I think I don't like the "permanence" of a tattoo.
I like to be able to change my mind 58.7 million times a day.
I do have my lip pierced, in a "Monroe", but I can take that out any day, and blame the scar on a nasty teenage zit.
It's not about pain.
Pain is good.
It's about "permanence" and control.

So I'm thinking about getting "DNR" tattooed right above my heart.
Because when I'm done, I'm DONE.
Fuck, I'm already done.
I never wanted to be here, don't bring me back.
Hows that for "PERMANENCE"?

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Sunday, August 01, 2010

?

What if I just wait it out. 
Wait until I destroy everything. 
Wait until I push everyone and everything away. 
Gone.
Done.
And then...
Just look forward to having nothing else to lose.

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