I know I posted an “all about me” blog- but there’s definitely more to me than just jack and coke and me being cold (okay, there’s not much more, but you get the picture).
When I was young (like 4 maybe) Sperm Donor found EDF in a grocery store parking lot. Slapped her unconscious and took me for the next few years. I think I was actually on a milk carton?
My sister had a hamster and when it died it was buried in a tampon box. I can’t make this stuff up.
The car EDF had was an old red mustang rusted all over with multiple dents from wrecks. It actually did have zipties for door handles, and no air conditioning.
Growing up my grandma was my angel. Plus she always had goldfish.
I had a bunny when I lived with Sperm Donor. Bunny lived in a cage outside. One day a stray dog killed Bunny. Sperm Donor took the dog “home”. Come to find out he shot and killed the dog.
I ran away from the Catholic school I was enrolled in. My teacher was the first male teacher I ever had after going back with EDF. His name was Mr. German. I told him I had to go to the bathroom and I just ran away.
When I was 15 I started to cut myself- and only an extreme few know about this. So- surprise.
I stopped cutting when I was 18-ish.
My credit is 19 kinds of fucked because EDF used it to apply to new electric/ utility companies to keep the lights on- and not pay. Oh, and from that one credit card I had when I was 18.
It’s quite possible I have a lizard or something living in my little apartment.
Sometimes I think the only way I survive the day is with the help coffee and music.
When I was in high school I was voted “most likely to start a protest”. Still not sure if that was a compliment or not.
There are a handful of people I have in my life that know more than anyone ever should know about a person.
I used to play guitar.
Using a period app is probably the single smartest thing I’ve done in my life. Get Clue- you’re welcome.
I don’t think there’s a single thing music can’t fix.
I have horrific reoccurring nightmares that I am in the holocaust. Horrifying.
All through out high school I ate nacho cheese and hot Cheetos for lunch. #HealthEatingGoals
I pay the same amount of rent for my tiny place as EDF payed for the 3 bedroom house she rented in Texas.
But I love my life here- and my job- and my “family”- and it makes everything worth it.