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   Dec 28
          Omg sleep at last thank god almight sleep at last

          Dec 29
          Eat, Sleep, Anime
 
          Dec 30
          Repeat

          Dec 31
          Repeat

          Jan 2nd
          Fuck I missed New Years

 
          Jan 3rd
          Got a call from Terick (finally) seems like they had to pick up one of 
          our friends from wandering around drunk NewYears...something
          about wandering onto the freeway which is horrible if you are drunk
          let alone on foot     

 

 

 

IBHFC Epilogue  

Finally I am home... So getting it cleaned will be a trauma... Terick also picked me up very very late... so sex was a no go I told myself once I had been bundled in the car. But when I saw my room I was weakened by such strong emotions of happiness, combined with some sort of virus that was still squatting inside my cells and a rather large does of nyquil.

I slept well


But the next morning when I awoke, stumbled out of bed, and through open the plastic blinds I realized that the place looked like the brighter side of hell*. Not that I was shocked about it. I was how ever peeved that he managed to get into my pants when I had been threatening him for at least a month before the trip that the place better be clean when I got home and the entire time I was gone.. or else I'd have to relive him of his copreal bindings... I fully intended to give him a what for when I heard him bolting down the steps but he came bearing gifts

and another dose of Nyquil**.

 

* on account that the brighter side would be the side with the most fire and there for the most uncomfortable


**Nyquil the fresh maker!!!!

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I spent the morning in bed with mommy talking about everything I could think of. I love her soo much and I know that she will cry when I leave even though I am going to see her again before I go. She slipped me some cash to make up for the money I lost on the limo and I am going to stay with my brother for a while at his place in Shreveport... so excited about finally being able to sleep... as long as he sleeps with the door closed to block out his snoring.

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so much snot,
so little sleep,
he snores so loud,
I need a strong sedative and stiff drink

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Yeah its Christmas... mother woke me up at 7:30 by repeatedly assaulting me with an empty aquafina water bottle because I kept her awake all night by coughing... I was shocked that she could hear it over my brothers snoring that left me sleepless and in tears all night. She pauses her onslaught to tell me that she is leaving for church in an hour. Wacks me once more for good measure gives my brother a kiss on the forehead, does an about face and leaves the room. I start to count the Jesus pictures hanging on the walls and realize that my brother has stopped snoring... I blink in surprise

at 4:30 I halt my one long blink, take a bath, eat some turkey, laugh when my mother whacks my brother for trying to serve me pork as a prank. Have two emotional break downs, take another bath, and settle down in a lumpy hard uncomfortable bed for another blink

 

 

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Twin brother arrives... let the harassment begin

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Mommy arrives. I’m so happy to see her!!!!! She has a new boyfriend or rather some one who wants her and she is not sure rather or not she wants him. She has left her job that and handed in a resignation to the school board and is going to go back to school herself and try to figure out her life. The only problem is that she neglected to tell her family and her boss that she was not going back... I’m sure they will notice on Wednesday when there is no teacher there. She says that she thinks she has gone crazy but she does not really care. I think it was the best move for her to make. She needs time to get her life together after Katrina... she never took the time she went straight to work well she got tricked into a job at a horrible school where just recently the entire place was on lock down because a student was shooting a semi automatic in the hallways... honestly middle schoolers these days.

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Dec 22
I awake slightly dizzy my back aching and greenish brown gunk expelling from my lungs. I stumble from the room down the hall and into the kitchen where I get the bahjesus scared out of me by a picture of Jesus... well the shroud of Turin in fact. Once I managed to re heat the pot of chicken soup that my Aunt made for me but ended up just staring at it... I might be sick I thought to myself... that thought directly followed by I wonder if I could sue for this too. The rest of the day was a blur until I dragged my sorry ass into the bathroom for a shower er bath... er hmmm maybe I should mention that the house is at least 100 years old. I love to look at history not live it... needless to say the shower/bath thing was very interesting and exhausting... as I lay on the floor in front of the space heater trying to recover I tried to count the Virgin Mary's that were in the 10 by seven space... I lost count at 24 and fell asleep... woke up with a horrible case of cotton mouth

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Dec 21

So there I was
at 11:30 central time
in the cold
in the dark
Waiting for the damn car that should have been there at 9:30
I would have been livid
If I could stop coughing long enough to be livid
Instead I just whimpered and shivered and became a mark for some limo driver that said he would take me the two hour ride for 150 instead of the 165 that the cabs cost. He called the 165 highway robbery... "I'm a man of God ... blah blah... Jesus blessed me blah blah... I’m a minister..." by this time I knew he was full of shit but I was not going to stay there for eleven more hours waiting for Galveston Limo to send another car when there office opened.... I’d much rather sue. So instead I put on the poor me lost girl in the dark just trying to go home and see her family and got the price down to 100 dollars still to much for my blood but my nose had only stopped running because my snot had turned to ice and I was desperate...
So there I was
at 12:30 central time
in this tiny little town car
waiting for pastor limo driver father of five kids, ex-husband of two wives, sibling of 15 brothers and sisters, diabetic, seemingly sleep deprived, constantly weaving in and out of traffic while taking on at least one of his three cell phones... to get back in the car after detouring over to the home of his heroine addicted first wife so he could giver her bus money. The rest of the ride was uneventful... aside from him taking about how nice he was and how good he was to his mother and how he is kind to others because it is returned... oh and me praying to the Goddess ferishly that he does not swerve off the road and into the gulf of Mexico I arrived safely if not sanely, 110 dollars poorer and warm enough to be livid, but too damn sleepy to do anything except collapse into the lumpy twin bed three yards from the door.

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