i’m unlikely to be around in the new year, so i’ll say goodbye now to the roughly 10 people who read this blog on a regular basis – who are you, anyway?
i’m hoping above all that the boy will have a happy life. that’s all i want. he was a fabulous kid when i knew him and i’m sure he still is. i hope he doesn’t have too many mum no. 2s in his life.
that’s enough now.
love from me
isn’t it strange what’s come to pass in victoria? churches can (oh and they will) discriminate against human beings on the grounds of their sex, their sexuality and their parental state. so, all you lesbian mums out there – catholics and anglicans and god knows all the rest of those lunatics who believe in fairies at the bottom of the garden, they frickin’ hate you. they think you’re sick. they think there’s something really, really disgusting about you. and kids in church schools, if you’re weird enough to put your kid in one, will learn that lesbians and poofters and single parents (and lesbian mums, especially, because they’re double, even triple-barrel bad) are NOT OK.
there’s sure to be a bit of shaggers’ glisten (thank you irvine welsh) in sawtell tonight. happy anniversary, tubbsies.
yesterday i went into a bit of shock. i was looking at book-type stuff on the net and clicked a link to something that looked vaguely interesting – i can’t remember exactly, a meme i think – and almost threw up because it led me to something on the alcoholic ex’s site. it took a couple of seconds for me to work out where i was. it’s scary how much of a physiological response my body had before it even registered with me where i was.
a while ago a hairdresser came to live with me. she was a champion whitegoods destroyer . nothing was safe around her. i used to marvel at her capacity to fuck up every piece of equipment in the house. it was like some sort of fucking force field around her or something. anyway, she came over yesterday to hang out, and she wanted a bath – she doesn’t have a bathtub where she’s currently destroying whitegoods. so she lit a candle and started soaking away. a few minutes after she got in, i smelt something – i knew immediately that it was her hair. so, there was much dowsing to put it out – she was unscathed – and then she needed to dry her hair. the hairdryer started smoking. i nearly did too.