That Girl

 Good Lord! My lungs! I cannot with these windbags! H How Y’all doing? I’m wasting away. I can’t taste food. I’m angry and I need to speak with the manager! I’m going to answer some questions. 1) when are you going to post videos again? Sweetheart, my LUNGS! My voice sounds like a pubescent boy. I’m fucking tired! Anyway, hopefully soon.  2) I remember that a long time ago you mentioned your friend “ Adam” and that he was a YouTuber. Was that Ad@m /The /Wo0? I hope not.( ME:writing it like that so it doesn’t come up in searches) Yes,  we lost him a few days before Christmas and my heart is broken. I’ve been binging his videos because it’s easy to forget that he’s gone when you can see and hear him. We met online in 2015? And became close friends. I don’t write about him because he was SO famous and oddly, that made me feel like it would be betraying his trust to write about something that he wasn’t posting.  He was truly one of the kindest, honest, most trustworthy, ...

 Going into week two so I finally got tested for the C word… no, not that one :-) I win!! In four months I’ve had pneumonia and Covid. You jealous? I didn’t get tested until after I went to Ulta, Sephora and Old Navy so…. My bad. I did some damage in Old Navy because I LOVE their Christmas pj pants. The more you wash them the softer they get and because I’m too acclimatized now my legs and feet are always cold…..Deeply personal stuff there. Ok! Did you read that that ballsack of a President of ours posted that he wants to bring back PROHIBITION!!! Like, you want us to be awake AND fucking sober through this dumpster fire? Maybe we can use transistor radios again too. Drinking is how I’m getting through, and I’ve had so many chest congestion issues that I’m just calling uncle Jim Bean “ Mommy’s medicine.” At this point. That’s not true… I’m on to RumChata at the moment…..I think I can become an alcoholic if I just put my back into it, ya know? The only problem I have is that I’m not...

It is never best to unload your guilty conscience onto another person to make yourself feel better. The implosion you’re used to is far better than the explosion that they’re not. Keeping it contained to your essence is less harmful than the violent ripples that will come with your relief.  Eventually, some way, somehow, you’ll be free of it simply because the power will either turn to dust with you or time will render it needless. Throw Back!! What you give : Tesla Turn that volume up! Tracy

 This flu is hitting me like a bus. When I’m home and sick I’m a huge fucking baby. Like three showers per day. Feel my forehead, I think I’m going to die, crying, help me, Jesus! But when I’m in the hospital I’m so NOT that way. I don’t want them thinking that I’m some weak kneed pussy bitch.  But I am a weak kneed pussy bitch!!!! Drug me up! Wake me up in a week. Don’t talk around me because it makes me want to puke, no food! No smells! Do not touch me! A coma! That’s all you have to do. A coma.  As a side note, you know how the light we see from stars and planets etc is billions of light years away and they’re probably dead now? Well if aliens are looking at us they see dinosaurs just chilling waiting for something interesting to happen. 😳😉 That’s all I’ve got today.  Gotta go. I’m dying….. Song Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots A limp, coughing, whining, little pussy bitch.

Joshua and my husband both came down with something involving their chests. Kicking their ass…. I woke up with it today. The good news is that I gave two different types of inhalers and a ton of nebulizer treatments. See! The silver lining from being in the hospital so long!  We had a great New Year’s Eve. The place was packed, 70-80’s music in the background and champagne bottles per table. ( I also had the STRONGEST White Russian that ever was. Seriously didn’t taste like a WR. Tasted like straight up vodka. I know the bartender thought he was doing me a solid, we go all the time, but, holy shit! I posted a picture of it and it barely looks anything close to white) anyway, husband doesn’t drink, Josh doesn’t care for alcohol so, I mean, you can’t let a bottle of champagne go to waste, am I right? Yes. I am 😵‍💫 New Year’s Eve is also my oldest son’s birthday. He’s 41 years old. wtf? So get this…. I’m in my 50’s and he’s in his 40’s. We’re like the same generation. Boggles the mi...

 Christmas presents. The best part of me is that I’ll send a link or gush over something and then I forget about it. Examples: I bought my own pair off baby blue and orange ADIDAS and when they arrived I told my husband that I wasn’t going to look at them because I got them FOUR months early and I KNEW that I’d forget all the details, maybe this is where I’m at on the Autism scale? Surprising myself with gifts? I also bought a mother fucking fuzzball of a pullover from Patagonia… complete forgot! I sent links to this “Witchy”  kind of jewelry creator and picked a moon face necklace and ring… was surprised about the ring.. I mean, seriously… although, in my own defense, I’ve been picking up things since June. Do I forget what I get for other people, don’t be silly, of course not. Oh! I also got a Gold Plague Doctor Charm… Ya! Weirdo!! I just ordered a gold chain so I can make me a necklace.  Anyway! I got this kind of gag gift and it’s an astronaut that projects stars and ...