the girl with the most cake


In the last year and a half I have spent too much time wondering/obsessing over where/how/why my ex-husband split in the middle of the night and left me with a lot of shit to deal with, 2 confused pissed off teenagers, and a shattered ego.  Yesterday morning after work I was having a “can’t sleep wildly obsessing” session I got a message from a friend.

“I’m glad he’s gone, I didn’t like him.  He had hair like a baby chimpanzee.  There, it’s out. I said it.  Thank God you didn’t have a kid with that monchichi. gross.”

She pulled me out of the rabbit hole just like that.  She continues with “How’s work?  Is ICU blah? All stabbings, gerbils in not so pretty places and old people shit?”  This girl is Hilarious, to me anyway, going on and on…then she just says, “like always, you pull through.”

Snap! I do and I did.  I had a huge moment of clarity.  Most important being that my ex was an asshole and nobody liked him.   People always made comments, he hated all of my friends, etc, but I guess my perspective was so twisted up I made excuses for him.   He’s gone and that’s my gain, in every way possible.   All he wanted as to be the “man” in his “industry.”  He uses people to his advantage, always would find new hobbies too impress/gain friendships.  All of this has to do with his daddy issues and he calls his mom “Mother.” OK, Norman Bates.  I’m done wasting my time obsessing with that person.

I have other rabbit holes and obsessions like music, seeing Montage of Heck, finding tickets to the sold out Peter Hook show, raising 2 teenagers, get more letters after my name besides RN, CCRN….i need more, because the powers that be are lame.  I have to join the “groove cruise” with girlfriends, I have dates to go on,  music blogs to read,  and regular life crap to do.  Bald Move, Mad Men, Penny Dreadful, Game of Thrones, and driving all over Texas to see Courtney Love. (I met her during the Live Through This tour and she was so nice and down to earth.) People give her too much shit.

thanks to my grrrlfriend and this..



To The Ones Leaving Without Saying Goodbye

“Because knowingly acting in such way that grantees you will be on someone’s mind means you either want them but feel it necessary to test/play with them first or that you are a downright asshole. …”

so true, thought catalog!

after almost 2 years of wondering where he went w/ a bag full o’ t shirts, finally I came across this article.  NAMASTE.

“Ron has over a decade of experience developing and pissing off development teams/most humans with brands like V, M, and Firedme, INC. Mrlg s the Technical Director at a house and Development. At an early age, Ron taught himself software programming languages and hackimg methodologies, which led him into a career in the tech industry. Prior to  chasing a girl to Dallas in 2007, Ron served as Chief Technology Officer of IRANAWAY Inc., a software company specializing in Interactive Digital Signage. While at Nobodylikesme inc., Over the years, he has had the opportunity to  play ping pong  with clients ranging from real angry landlords, and, computer services managers at POPCOPY and fashion industry projects with TheyFiredMetoo. Ron spends his time with his macbookpro cozy on his lap, a girl and apparently human son. . He is an avid motorcycle crasher and has a secret love for developing porn sites, hiding from wives and kids he gets sick of, synthesizers and eating drum machines.”

looks like i don’t have to wonder anymore…frackin’ brilliant! (please note hot”MESS’s” comment from a previous post…

Be grateful you did not procreate with RLG. He told me all I wanted to hear, and we had a child. Then, when that birth took its toll on me, he abandoned me under the guise of protecting the child. Used me for my womb then left me broke and alone without my son. And now I have bad credit, too. This ruined my life. So, I’d have to admit that you’re the lucky one. At least you have your children. I am totally, endlessly fucked. So…thank your God and move on. Good luck from another victim.”

.keep licking your moms pussy Ronald.

Thought Catalog

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I think there is nothing more terrible in this world than waiting. It creates expectations; it builds up fantasies; it puts you on pause. While consciously choosing to wait you pretty much stop yourself from doing anything else. Because what if they call? What if they show up? What-if-they-change-their-mind-and-you-hurried-up-and-moved-on-and-now-that-chance-is-gone-and-how-are-you-supposed-to-live-with-that?

There is a reason why one of the very first things we learn as social beings is say hello and goodbye. We are rational creatures. We understand and work best when there is a timeline, when we know that we start at A and arrive at B. We like that. It gives us a false illusion of stability.

When we enter someone’s life we open something. A story starts being written. We say hi. Wouldn’t it be nice to also acknowledge them when we leave? We are good with openings. We are great even. But when it…

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Decisions considering myself.



Okay guys, confession time! I dropped off the radar. And no, I didn’t care enough to call. The irony of my website is now complete, and I’ve turned into that guy.

I went home to New York City for reasons both professional and personal, and was quite frankly just having too much fun to dwell on all our shitty exes. Actually, that’s not true. There’s been a lot of work done on TMXS behind the scenes in my absence. Things My Ex Said: The Cabaret goes up next month! And we’ve been planning our presence this summer at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival! And maybe I got laid. That’s a big enough deal to forget all responsibility and commitments for, like, a month, right?

And so, in the spirit of self-interest, I bring you this guy:

decisions considering myself

There you have it, folks! Took him five years to figure out he…

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Member when we argued on the concept of regret?
You were an expert even then but not me, not yet
Now all you gotta do’s remind me that we met
And there ya got me, that’s how you got me, taught me to regret

Member how I asked you why are you so mean?
You didn’t know how react to bein’ seen
I tried to be your friend, you made me seem so ?
And there ya got me, that’s how you got me, ya taught me to be mean
I ran out of white dove feathers
To soak up the hot piss that comes through your mouth
Every time you address me

Member when I was so sick and you didn’t believe me?
Then you got sick too and guess who took care of you?
You hated that, didn’t you? Didn’t you?
Now when you look at me, you’re condemned to see
The monster your mother made you to be
And there ya got me, that’s how you got free, you got rid of me
Leave me alone
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Leave me alone, leave me alone

I need an attitude adjustment. I will work on it.

And, I met George Takei…awesome.