Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

Walking through the blue

I’m relatively intellectual these days when it comes to the inevitable, such as death. It’s easy to say that she left years ago, with a brain damaged by experimental drugs to curb the pain from her rheumatoid arthritis, and the subsequent damage from the meningitis and the stroke. She wasn’t what I remembered as a [...]

Sadness

How hard it must be to make that decision – life support, or death. Mom is flying east tomorrow to help the family make the decision. Lex and I will fly out soon. Our family needs us. And while I know when she passes it wil be a blessing for her, and while I know [...]

I….

slept through the rose parade. woke up after 1 on Saturday. feel strangely guilty for sleeping most of the day away. played Halo twice. made a pact with D regarding drinking. am making preparations for my Grannie’s passing. It’s imminent now. not sad that she’s going to die, just sad that we couldn’t have been [...]

Day 36 – Benny

Hati colored your accent – you spoke with a lyrical beauty. Unintentionally graceful, gracious, kind. I miss your smile and your giggle. I always felt bad when I cursed around you.

Day 35 – Anthony from Johnny Rockets

Not pretty, but funny. Not white, but looked it. Not prone to tantrums, but you kicked me when I was being an ass. The Food Court wasn’t the same when you left.

Chicken Fat, yes, I said Chicken Fat

In my sad attempts to try and eat healthier, I went to Subway for lunch the other day. Chill. I wasn’t anywhere near Portland, otherwise I would have stopped in on one of my favorite restaurants. Every Wednesday I drive to Battle Ground for a meeting, during the lunch hour, and they don’t have much [...]

Day 34 – Caesar

Wearing scrubs, a smile, and carrying cigarettes, you rescued me and Miggy from our boring beds, with IVs dripping, & took us to a hidden balcony for smoky dominoes. How we laughed.

Day 33 – Frank

Two years of fucking in church parking lots, back seats, swinging, cameras, fumbling hands, and pretending we were just friends while our partners were around. The one time I said no, it ended

Day 32 – Nurse Nancy

You told me to breathe, wiped the sweat from my brow, heard her first cry, and sewed up my bleeding womanhood. You were an adoptive mother too, you said, as I cried.

Day 31 – Zev

We worked at the record store.  I fell in love with your Mustang. I called it a crayon, because it was THAT green. You always gave me a ride home anyway.

Day 30 – Kahri

Beautiful, delicate, we imagined heaven was in the branches, and then the drugs wore off. I broke off a relationship for you, but you were too high to notice. So sad.

Day 29 – Lisa the Landlady

You charged us a boatload for the contraband beagle. You bitched about the lawn. You refused to pay for the faucet. Then, you tell us we were the best tenants ever?

Keep god out of greeting cards

Let this be a warning…I’m on my “I can’t fucking stand self-important Christians who tread on hypocritical moral high ground” soapbox… Why? Because it’s pre-coffee time, I forgot my breakfast and I pissed at the world that I had to get out of bed this morning. Only someone who is painfully idiotic or completly unaware [...]

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