Category Archives: Rantastic

Sometimes, I rant. Sometimes, people think my rants are funny. Usually it’s just silly and everyone ignores it. Your call.

Why I think that opposing the mosque in NYC is not only wrong, but racist

PLEASE REMAIN CIVIL. I know this is a touchy subject for people on all sides, but let’s try to refrain from using words like “ignorant,” “stupid,” “retarded,” and the like. I’d like to keep the comments open and not block … Continue reading

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Protected: GIRLS ONLY: Never trust something that bleeds for six weeks and doesn’t die

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Why my life is better than BlogHer… except not

The people have asked for a blog update, so who am I to deny her them? I have officially survived my first two weeks of being full-time self-employed. The reason I have completely forgotten about abstained from updating my blog … Continue reading

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I would do anything for you, so why can’t I fix this?!

When you love someone so much that the thought of it can literally bring you to tears, it hurts beyond words to watch them hurt. I have been in this place more times than I can count, and I still … Continue reading

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To the cat who thinks he is king

Dear Apollo, You were so cute as a kitten. And I thought that you were a good cat. At least, you were until we brought you upstairs. Why do you feel the need to chase my cat — you know, … Continue reading

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I don’t have the right

When you think of chronic illness and of being ill in general — or at least when I think of it — you imagine being sick to your stomach, bedridden, and unable to function normally. That’s why my autoimmune disease … Continue reading

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From weight loss to gender differences

So, Seroquel made me gain something between 15 and 20lbs, all of which went directly to my belly, ass, and thighs. I don’t care so much about my thighs and ass, believe it or not. What bothers me the most … Continue reading

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Should brutal crimes be treated with brutal punishment? I think so.

On my way to work this morning, I stopped at City Gas, a gas station that’s been on my street for years. Though I used to buy gas and cigarettes there all of the time, I still don’t know the … Continue reading

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Counting the memories, not the days

Yesterday I found out that Popi’s been having hospice come to the house for a couple of days now. He’s on liquid morphine because he literally can’t be touched anywhere without his bones hurting. The VA is delivering a hospital … Continue reading

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And the struggle within begins

I knew it was going to get harder from here on out. Last night, though, was one of the hardest days I’ve had in a long time. And then this morning, as I was getting ready for work, Mom popped … Continue reading

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