Month: August 2011

Somebody Just Stab Me in the Eye Already

I can be dramatic and prone to exaggeration. But the title of this post best describes my feelings about being in the final stretch of my divorce mediation. I keep peeking out from behind my fingers like, “is it over yet? what the fuck why isn’t it over yet?!”¬†Maybe someday the insanity, ugliness and absurdity (and the smutty things I’ve done to avoid thinking about it all) will make a great book. Or just a book. Or not. I have no idea and I’m too tired to care.¬†

In the meantime, please enjoy the hilarious and neurotic ramblings of Ms. Sinead O’Connor. It’s a tad confusing at first, but stick with it through the pick-up truck post…it’s good stuff.