Part 15: Abra Capocus! *POOF*

My mother became born-again TWICE. The first time was when my parents renewed their wedding vows at her behest, and the second time was shortly after or during the divorce. When she became born-again (again) she pleaded with my father to meet with her priest to talk about getting the marriage annulled.

My father refused ( Read more... )

Part 11: No ESCAPE!(ism)

Like all Humans, I tend to enjoy a bit of escapism. But unlike most humans, I fail at it. When there's a mood or set of moods that I'm trying to slip away from, I immediately gravitate towards something that brings the mood back. It's never a conscious effort. I don't think Hey! This will depress the shit out of me! It's ( Read more... )

Before I Begin: I would like to thank everyone for the Birthday wishes.

Part 10: Build a little doghouse in your soul.I am currently typing this entry on my television, sitting on a folding chair, surrounded by the horror that is my living room. The contents of my shelves, cabinets, entertainment system, and my summer clothes are strewn about me ( Read more... )

Part 9: It's My Birthday and I'll Cry if I want to.

Let's start with an excerpt from a post I made a couple of years back:

The damage really would come from the New Years Eve parties we'd attend. It was a surefire way to get all my aunts, uncles, and cousins to one location (I wasn't too good at making friends) It was a big family event and a cake ( Read more... )

Part 8: The PACK MAN

I am a packrat. A horrible, horrible packrat. I have two closets stuffed to overflowing with.. stuff. STUFF! It could be a box of cables, it could be some old electronics, clothes, glassware, etc.. boxes and piles of STUFF that I just can't bring myself to get rid of. Extra furnature, books, comics, even boxes of old toys are ( Read more... )