Well, it wasn't so bad. Except he's almost surely Alzheimic. He was kind of obnoxious at some points, mentioning Pot and wanting to give us all some, fairly loudly, at the restaurant. Then something really rude, which I guess as Bruvva noted, is not worth repeating. Stepmom had said to others the bit about the memory problems ( Read more... )

Eh, disorientation, the entry box is all weird. Like buttons? Eeeeeee!

Not feeling as bad as I was a couple weeks ago, I just felt bizarro depressed, just in sawdust, not dust and ashes, not so much repressed anger--maybe.

I have one more story from Everything's Eventual to read, I put that one off because it seemed creepy, even for Stephen King ( Read more... )

The Family Dinner was nothing. It's kind of annoying to have them plan this and NOT tell everyone what it's about. Meaning the bros are in control. Sis didn't know anything about it, I don't think. Too much of the wrong kind of food ( Read more... )

This is funny--relative to the post about not wanting to get too close to people, someone made a prompt post at embodiment asking respondants to write "five steps someone could follow to get to know the real you". I replied saying, "I am not sure I want people to know me! Right now I am not friending people since I tend to drive them off if they get close to ( Read more... )

Bleh, the book only has five chapters online, free, and I was thinking it was the whole book. If I could ever do that thing I want to try, getting prepaid credit cards. But there is never enough money at one time, and I know if I tried to save up, I couldn't NOT run into the need to spend it on necessities, usually food. Unless somehow, if it's ( Read more... )

Last week I guess I had a big crisis, looking back at it now I did. Way back in my late teens I had hit my mom. Right after my brother did it several times.  I don't really know why I did it.

All I knew was that I had this idea that I had blown something. I didn't know what I had done. I don't know if it was Liz but this is what I feel. The core, ( Read more... )

I said the women in my family do not do much in the way of keeping track of their dreams, possibly excepting my sis. I just happened to pick up a notebook and read oneof hers once, Nosey, but I never did it again ( Read more... )

( girly stuff )

My mom's friend Gwen called at noon, mom was sleeping, so I asked if I could take a note, & did ( Read more... )

Family gatherings did not used to be filled with misery the way they are now. They are filled with hate. I can't explai how weird it is, because there are things I cannot talk to the rest of my family about becasue they are things my mother did that they would not believe, that I know about but cannot remember. Things I'm sure would embarrass me ( Read more... )