fuzzybluemonkeys: Meg living in captivity. (one girl revolution)
My mom is the scary thing that makes my nightmares nightmarish.
And I just resent it, okay? I want a do-over.
And even in my stupid dream, dad is trying to make excuses for her.
Parenting: You did it WRONG.

Blech.
fuzzybluemonkeys: fuzzy blue monkey (Default)
you need to have the first four lines of this song tattooed on your brain.



Careful the things you say,
Children will listen,
Careful the things you do,
Children will see.


And I ain't talking about curse words.
fuzzybluemonkeys: fuzzy blue monkey (breakfast)
To give you horrifying nightmares!

So, I got a package from mom the other week with a bunch of tops from Boscov's and had the random passing thought of "shopping spree = someone's creeping towards mania" and then didn't really think about it until I had an epic nightmare Thursday night (more like Friday morning-- thank you 7am pill alarm for interrupting that). It was basically about being "home for the holidays" while mom was manic, and what made it nightmarish wasn't the bizarre dream logic: Buddhist Monks in the kitchen! Which, actually ...isn't that bizarre since Uncle Tommy used to live on a mountain in Colorado and the Monk's temple was at the top of the mountain and I vaguely remember him having one of them with him one time he came to visit, so. There actually has been a Buddhist Monk in PUs' kitchen. Anyway, the scariness was in the realism of mom being manic and how that still frickin terrifies me. So, yeah, I wasn't planning on going home for Thanksgiving or any of that anyway, but this just confirms the OhHellNo-ness of it all.
fuzzybluemonkeys: Evil Hand (zombies)
To give you horrifying nightmares!

So, I got a package from mom the other week with a bunch of tops from Boscov's and had the random passing thought of "shopping spree = someone's creeping towards mania" and then didn't really think about it until I had an epic nightmare Thursday night (more like Friday morning-- thank you 7am pill alarm for interrupting that). It was basically about being "home for the holidays" while mom was manic, and what made it nightmarish wasn't the bizarre dream logic: Buddhist Monks in the kitchen! Which, actually ...isn't that bizarre since Uncle Tommy used to live on a mountain in Colorado and the Monk's temple was at the top of the mountain and I vaguely remember him having one of them with him one time he came to visit, so. There actually has been a Buddhist Monk in PUs' kitchen. Anyway, the scariness was in the realism of mom being manic and how that still frickin terrifies me. So, yeah, I wasn't planning on going home for Thanksgiving or any of that anyway, but this just confirms the OhHellNo-ness of it all.
fuzzybluemonkeys: (angry mutant squirrels)
Because today, while washing the dishes, I conceived of The Lorax: Judgment Day where instead of being a rhyming children's story by Dr. Seuss, it's a horrible SyFy Channel Original Movie. So the Lorax has been keeping a list of everyone who ever chopped down a tree, and when the list reaches a certain length, he finally snaps and goes on a killing spree with an axe: "I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees! And if you don't listen, I'll chop you down at the knees!"

"Bar-ba-loot Bears!" *chop* "In their Bar-ba-loot Suits!" *chop* "That'll teach you to deprive them of Bar-ba-loot Fruits!" *chop*
fuzzybluemonkeys: Rufus/Bucket of Sunshine (oh the humanity)
I... don't think I'm gonna make it the two full weeks. I mean, I wasn't expecting it to do anything for my intestines because they've reached the point of Lost Cause™. But I'd read that gluten sensitivity/intolerance can cause Chronic Fatigue and Acne, so I was sort of hoping for some improvements in those areas. Instead, I have been forced to violate my strict policy of "I do not eat food that I don't like the taste of because if it's going to cause me pain no matter what I do, it might as well taste good" while sampling Gluten-Free bread-like substances. So far, the only upside has been getting Rice Chex and finding out how insanely yummy it is to put dark chocolate almond milk on them.

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