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Just a quick update.
Its my day off, so of course instead of being productive and cleaning the disaster area that is my kitchen I am upstairs on my ass cruising the internet. I did apply for a few jobs, but the one I really wanted is already filled. oh well.. There isn't much out there in this area right now. Things are getting tough all over.
Warren had a great morning. Since he went to sleep at 7:30 pm he was up and ready to rock and roll at 5:00 am this morning. By 5:30 he had showered and dressed. Then he decided to make breakfast. Of course I was not fully cognisant at this hour. It wasn't until about 40 minutes later that it hit me. So I go downstairs, smelling pancakes all the way only to find that...... he had actually done a great job, and had a nice stack of pancakes with the table set and no mess. The pancakes were quite good and he was very proud of himself. He was in a great mood and happy to be able to relax and enjoy his breakfast instead of having to run and stuff. I don't blame him. I feel the same way.
He even took his meds with no fuss. He had me put the risperdal in his mouth instead of his juice and the face he made was priceless. I warned him it was gonna taste nasty, but he had to find out for himself.
I also know why I have been sucha bitch on crack the last few days. The evil Darth PMS has reared its ugly head. No cramps this time which is amazing, but my head feels ready to explode. I also have caffiene, salt and chocolate cravings like crazy. I actually walked to the Cheap O grocery store for PMS fixings, ie, Mt. Dew, Hershey Bars, and a bag of chips. Ahh relief of sorts. Now if I could just get this invisible metal band with spikes off my head. OUCH!!!
My ride will be here in about 20-30 minutes and I have to change my pants and make a phone call, so I guess I need to go for now. Wish us luck.. I'll talk about my bizarre dream later..
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.