In times of crisis, I tend to gorge myself and compulsively Google my problems, often simultaneously. After Mom survived a suicide attempt this winter, the cheesy potato soup, tins of cookies, and pounds of gourmet mac and cheese practically found me. Less satisfying was my quest for advice to those whose loved ones have attempted, but not ( Read more... )

These lyrics have been playing in my head all day.

Near where I live there's a viaduct
Where people jump when they're out of luck
Raining down on the cars and trucks below

They put a net there to catch their fall
Like that'll stop anyone at all
What they don't know is when nature calls you go.

"War on Drugs" by Barenaked Ladies

I hope it's not true.

After trying for six years straight, My Mom Got a New Job!!!

I honestly cannot remember the last time I heard Mom this happy. She'll be an admissions counselor in the transfer office. For a woman with a master's who worked as a secretary in the condom office for 6 years, that's a big step up. We are thrilled and hope this will mark a turning point ( Read more... )

I'm trying to pretend I can tollerate my brother tonight. It's not working, and I just want to bash his head in. Mom doesn't come home on Mondays and Thursdays anymore. It's completely GW's fault. Ross is freakishly needy, as a result, on Mondays and Thursdays. I am not his mother. He will never be allowed to suck my universal tit ( Read more... )