The Divine Goddess's blog: "Vomit from my BRAIN!"

Well, the clowns won't REALLY eat me, but I feel like something bad will happen if I go back to my empty bed right now. My body hurts, I'm tired, I just want to hibernate, but every time I lie down I start thinking and that's bad. I want so badly to just fast forward the next few months to get through all the pain and healing. I want to feel whole again. I want to be able to go through my day without thinking things that will bring tears to my eyes. I have so much anger, grief, shame and sadness inside me right now, and they've all become some strange, toxic cocktail. I'm just so tired of it all! I am so quick to see the good in others, so eager to give them the benefit of the doubt, that I wind up opening myself up to worlds of hurt. Why does the right thing to do feel so terrible? I have to be up for work in a few hours. I'm so tired. I guess I should try sleeping again, huh.

I got an alert today that said "someone rated your blog a 7!" So, someone, and I don't know who, looked at my page, read my blog, mulled it over a little and then decided, "eh...I think it's a 7..." How does that decision making process occur? What checklist do you use to gauge the rating level of a blog post? Is it how loud the chuckle or how large the tears? Alright, I need to go take a shower and get ready for the Tattoo Expo. I went to sleep at 5 this morning, got woke up by several text messages, then finally got out of bed at 11 and I'm still deliriously tired. But that lower some inhibitions and perhaps I'll get some new work done at the Tattoo Expo. hehe

My friend Adam is from Ireland, and whenever he wants to make fun of Americans he says "so like, yeah, whatever!" in this horrible Irish man doing a valley girl accent, accent. Um, anyway, like my profile says, I haven't slept. I'm near delirious! I'm also dizzy, and it's making me nauseous. If you REALLY want to know why I'm ill, you can ask. But only ask if you REALLY want to know! In the laundry room at my apartment complex there's a sign that tells you how to best utilize the machines in the room. There are no front load washers there, HOWEVER, they saw fit to mention them anyhow. There is a typo, or at least, I HOPE it's a typo. It states "front load washers require less soup, only 1/4 to 1/2 cup". So...wtf? Alright, I'm done for now. More Vomit from my BRAIN! to come later! Toodles!