Late Night Delirium

July 30th, 2009


I'm in a rambling mood. Thank god for auto spell check on here or else this would be completely illegible, my typing and vision AND perception are terrible at night. You know when you stay up really late and it's similar to being high? Not quite as great, but I just feel all these things at once like... dinosaurs. How did they piss? Do I have to piss right now? I think I do. Be right back.

I'm back, I went outside to smoke too, just a quick drag before my dad got out of the shower. I went into this cool pet shop today, they had rats for way cheaper than Petsmart does. I wonder if it should be said Pet's Mart or Pet Smart. Probably the latter. I watched American Pie also today, a weird movie. Oh! And my long-lost half sister Trisha contacted me yesterday, I'm really excited, I hope she can come up from NC to visit soon. You know what I hate? Acne. I fuggin' hate acne so much. I really hope the birth control kicks in soon to kick it's ass. So tired, blurry screen.. I wonder what tomorrow holds in store.

It was a good day.

-D-F!zzle

Word Of The Day; Bullshit

April 7th [continued] & April 8th, 2009

A little backround info;

My mom was once a drug addict, but she has been clean for 7 months alchohol and 12 months cocaine. She is still in a drug rehad program called Dual Treatment Track [DTT] where she is drug screened 3 days of the week and every other weekend [each time she 'level's up' in her book she gets less days to go in, so far she's gotten two off] so she can stay clean and sober. Well, she also drinks a shit-ton of soda.

Well, after the extreeeemely long morning with my dad [getting my birth certificate and waiting for him to finish his computer class] I come home and my mom and sister are all upset, and they proceed to tell me and my dad that my mom's pee was too diluted, meaning they think she was trying to flush her system, and now she has a sanction and will possibly serve jail time for something she didn't even do. Needless to say I was extemely upset, so I cried a lot, of course, and it was gernerally justan awful day. I'll write more, later, because I'm in a rush to get to the store. Peace,

Dani