Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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oooooooooooooo it’s just so fancy

Heh. You all wonder where I might have been hiding myself lately…the ones who notice anyways. Things are…things are basically shit on a shingle, as my dad used to say. AS IF I didn’t have enough of a party with… Continue Reading →

politics and business

I’m so glad my nursing service is all about milking the insurance company for all possible services. My physical therapist came over for an evaluation today, and I didn’t even have to set it up. Keep in mind this is… Continue Reading →

bleh bleh leh

The tops of my shoulders are pretty freakin sore. I really don’t dig this whole pain thing. It’s really no party. My visiting home health aid flaked out to go hang out with her family, I’m sure of it. I… Continue Reading →

because I cannot muster my frisky fun and sarcastic self

Just a few notes. Got out of the hospital this week. After having a stroke right the day after surgery, discovered by some seizures that took everyone by suprise. The MRIs I’ve had in years past were never those targeted… Continue Reading →

days of may

er. many. I’m going in to the hospital today. I have a CAT scan first, then I’m gonna bust outta there, get a machiatto, and hug a tree. Then admit myself. Pray for me on Friday. I am scared. hit… Continue Reading →

smelling oneself

Since I got out of the hospital, I have become very accustomed to smelling myself. My rank armpits’ odor wafting up and hitting my nose. The inevitable ew at my own stink. I decided to stay away from normal deodorant… Continue Reading →

78 in Brooklyn

I dig the sunshine. Everyone knows this. But when I turned on NY 1 and realized it was nearing 80 today, I got especially giddy and frisky. Grabbed the dog, met E at the corner. We meant to go to… Continue Reading →

rainy fridays are good like that, too

Though I am sure that most of the population would be too embarrassed to admit such a thing, I’ve decided the truth is nothing to be ashamed of because it is the way it is. Went to Hoyt and Schermerhorn… Continue Reading →

forks in the eye make a girl wanna cry

Last night started well enough…I had a decent day, got a facial for free from my old place of business, M Spa. I also got them to wax my arms to save myself from the pain of having that plastic… Continue Reading →

I just sent a creepy random message

to a bunch of people in my email list. Who knew gmail was so frisky and fancy. Creepy only because it comes out of left field for 80% of the people on it. and because I felt creepy sending it—asking… Continue Reading →

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