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Love ya too Ken. Been a pleasure reading your comments.

Of course Avril Lavigne has a clothing line. Of course she does.

This is beginning to feel like a Franz Kafka novel, if Kafka had lived long enough to write a story about a bunch of swimmers who went to buy coke and hookers (maybe!) and then donated the common figure of 10,800 dollars to a JUDO initiative at a low income school that probably doesnt exist or at least will never see

I’ve equally enjoyed yours and am very appreciative of the kind words. I feel a bit better that it was just a light misting! When I talked about finding my voice, I realized at some point that I was going to come at things differently, in the only way I knew how. Which was to share my crazy life with Jezzies, all my

Thank you. Didn’t mean to make you cry! Now I got a lump in my throat.

I am extremely happy for your son and have so much respect for the exhausting efforts you went through to help provide him with a life of pride, dignity, equality, and joy. He deserves the bulk of the credit though, as you as a parent know, and I an educator and administrator know. It starts with amazing parents like

I seriously just got a bit choked up. That is so incredibly generous.

I know. Don’t expect any sympathy for my ridiculous yearly vacation. Glad you had some time off. Stay tough!

Know who you are and embrace it without apology or explanation. Sign of a decent person. Sounds like you were born to be who you wanted to be.

And didn’t you know, his first wife died under suspicious and identical circumstances!

Dearly appreciated.

Thank you.

Oh certainly. I started posting on here while in Dubai. It’s just, that as an educator I get my summers off to come home and post without the ten hour time difference or burden of working. I realize how blessed I am to have these 7 week holidays...but it’s always a shock to the system to go back. But I will get over

Love ya Vicky. You’ve always been one of my very favorites.

Agreed on all.

I truly hope this community of real decent, funny, and intelligent family of writers and commentators is allowed to exist untouched. I found a voice on here, a lot of friends, spilled the secrets of my soul, was accepted, and accepted others back. One of my rules was, always star people who respond to your comments,

The husband is a goddamn psychopathic lunatic.

4 more days left in the States and then back to Dubai for another ten months. Feeling so depressed I am drinking this piss water and watching a Forensic Files Marathon (spoiler: the husband did it.)

For undergrad I went to a small, private school heavily dominated by the fraternity and sorority system, of which I stayed far away from, mostly because I ran track, got stoned a lot, and as part of my creative writing degree, wrote horrible, maudlin, and self important poetry. I also ran and wrote while stoned. My

Politics will be politics, and garbage politicians say stupid shit they don’t believe all the time in order to appeal to large swaths of, let’s face it, fucking morons. But, some things have to remain sacred. There is no finer example than hiding behind the bullshit axiom of, “I’m just asking questions.” No you are