Archive for April, 2007

Fifteen and Already a Wife

Friday, April 13th, 2007

Part 1 of this story is here.
Part 2 of this story is here.
I promised my Mother I would get married on a Friday.
I was married by Monday afternoon.
Late Sunday night, my Mother drove us all to West Virginia to get the job done. My boyfriend’s Mother rode shotgun and my brother, my boyfriend, and I [...]

The Ultimate Luxury

Thursday, April 12th, 2007

You can read Part 1 of this story here.
I am lying in the middle of a hot, dark, empty room.
Wait.
I take that back. The room isn’t completely empty. I am in here, after all. And over in the corner is a bucket–that’s where I’m supposed to go to the bathroom. A couple of feet away [...]

Diary of a Teenage Runaway

Wednesday, April 11th, 2007

I’m standing in the middle of my cheap, already furnished, efficiency apartment that sits on a busy street just a few miles from the ocean. There’s a cop standing in front of me. He’s got broad shoulders, dark hair and a face that looks like it’s made of play-doh. Tears are streaming down my face, [...]

Sometimes Mediocrity and Lies Go Hand in Hand

Tuesday, April 10th, 2007

I think everyone has those moments in their life when something all of the sudden shifts. Enlightenment usually comes without warning, but when it does, anything can happen. You can decide to leave your soul crushing job, move to a new city, propose to your girlfriend, or even finally realize your own faults. You can [...]

What Happens When You Piss Off the Queen of All Mommybloggers AKA Dooce

Monday, April 9th, 2007

In a word? Nothing.
But I did find this funny:
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/09/technology/09blog.html
Apparently, Dooce did an Interview with the New York Times website where she mentions me and says my parodies really upset her.
I think she’s full of shit the same way I think Sweetney is full of shit.
Want to know why?
Because Dooce never made any attempt whatsoever to [...]