Life or Something Like It

Dignity stolen...

Life strips you of all dignity.

I just filled out yet another MySpace survey and it asked for an opinion on life. That was my answer. It's true, isn't it? The older you get, the less you have. Or that's the way I feel, anway.

My wallet was stolen out of my car about three weeks ago. The thief left my purse, so I didn't even realize anything was amiss until the police called me. Fortunately, someone found my wallet where the thief carelessly tossed it away...in a trash can...at some random car wash. I can't tell you what a nightmare it's been. I didn't have any cash in there, thank God, but my debit cards were taken, my social security card, my LIBRARY cards. Come ON, people. Library cards? The thief managed to charge over $200 on my card before I canceled it. Living paycheck to paycheck as I, and most people I know, do, this has seriously been a pain in the ass to get straightened out. I thought it was over. I find out today, I have to start all over again. I would rather poke hot needles in my eyes.

Sorry I haven't posted in a while, but as you can see I've been rather preoccupied. I get in slumps where I don't feel like doing much of anything and I suppose that's what's happened here. I hope to write about a trip to Gulport/Biloxi, MS in the next few days, and of course to continue from my previous posts about Rylie the Monopoly genius and Dottie and her boyfriend, or rather, EX-boyfriend. Muahahahah!!

"Overheard in New York" Quote of the Day
Chick: I'm kinda concerned about this lotion I started using. It contains semen.
Dude: Ew... But so what?
Chick: Well, I think that it could make me pregnant. Like, the sperm could seep through my pores and then swim through my blood...
Dude: But your pores don't have fallopian tubes...
Chick: But what if? I bet if I got pregnant, it would be, like, the devil's baby.
Dude: Yeah, and you probably can't abort the devil's baby.
--116th & Broadway, New York City
(The sad thing is there are really people out there like this. Sigh.)

Labels: life, mississippi, money, myspace, thievery

posted by tanyamoniq @ Thursday, August 09, 2007 0 comments

Daddy's girl...

As I was sitting here, taking my medication for high blood pressure with my caffeine-laden coffee, it occured to me that maybe I should be drinking water. I'm usually not a coffee drinker. In order to function lately, I've needed that little boost of caffeine in the mornings. Maybe because I'm getting older, maybe because I don't sleep as well because of afore-mentioned medication.

I'd prefer an ice cold Coca Cola, but coffee's much cheaper. That's my Daddy's fault, I think. He loved his Coca Cola, and not any of that "new Coke" crap either, a good ole classic Coca Cola. As a diabetic, cokes and the like were a no-no and forbidden to him, which made his yen for the bubbly drink even stronger. As his disease progressed, so did the cravings for his Coca Cola. I miss my Daddy.

It's weird. I've always thought of myself as a Mama's girl, but I guess I'm really a Daddy's girl. When my mom died, I was only 10 years old. It's hard to believe it's been so long ago. And while I miss her everyday, more of my life is enmeshed with my Daddy because I was an only child, for the most part, and fortunate enough to grow up with a loving and generous man. He didn't always make the right decisions, but he did his best by me and I've never in my life had to doubt his love.

Today, on my birthday, I am honored to thank my Mom and Dad, for making me into the person I am today.


"Overheard in New York" Quote of the Day
Drunk bum: I'm not a bum -- I'm an international bill inspector. My boss sent me here to inspect your bills. Who wants to give me a hundred dollars?
--Crowded 6 train

Labels: caffeine, diseases, family, money

posted by tanyamoniq @ Wednesday, April 25, 2007 1 comments