An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

Hair, day forty-six

Welcome, rubberneckers, to the egomaniacal, narcissistic, bipolar meltdown you have been promised would happen by the hate sites! (It’s too bad they aren’t on my payroll, because HOO, the pageviews) To tell you the truth, even I can’t wait to watch this train wreck happen…

February 23, 2012

Partner in sadness

He agreed to hold my tissues in case I start crying. Which is all the time.


She wrote a story about courage, about overcoming her fear and getting on a scary ride at Disneyland. But that story is about so much more than just that ride. And the last line is so true: “My mom was so proud of me.”