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I am nerd, hear me snort. I must just be having the worst luck lately. The glasses I was wearing, my old pair decided to break last night. I don't have the time or money to deal with fixing/replacing them right now, so I am wearing glasses held together with scotch tape. All I need is a pocket protector, a couple dozen pens, and a slide rule.
My finger seems to be getting better, however, even though the swelling has gone down, now it is all puss-y which is so beyond gross. Word of the warning, no matter how small the paper cut, take care of it. This mother hurts like hell, if I bump it wrong.
Spring is definately in the air, the geese are returning, the snow is turning into a big sloppy mess, and receding back to show all the garbage hiding under it, the sidewalks can't decide between big wet puddley messes, and hidden patches of ice, waiting to sprain some poor unsuspecting ankle, and my son just out of court a bit over a week, decided that violating his parole and telling his teacher to shove it up her @$$, when he didn't like loosing points for leaving school with a bad attitude. Yup, Mr. Tempers flaired again. I swear to heaven this kid was born with the compulsion to regularly shoot himself in the foot. I have no idea what is going to happen now, I'm not sure I want to think that far ahead.
When he discovered he lost he beloved ps2, (his most favorite all eletronics), he had a major meltdown. I was calm and reasonable, and he (or so I thought) accepted it. Until the next day. When I got home from work it was WWIII. Even his friends tried, to calm him down. After he called me a B-witch and several other choice words. I put away what I was cooking and just left. I had had enough.
To his credit he did come later and appologize, and eventually accepted the limits I put on him. But I just dont' know what to do with him anymore. Grounding, threatening, punishing don't work.
Tommorrow he has his appointments again, maybe they will have some ideas. I'm running out.
Prequels ~ Sequels
Music of the mind: :
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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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.