Quarantined

I am sick. I am now officially a student since I have contracted the student sickness. The sniffling,sneezing, coughing, aching,  stuffy head syndrome, that nyquil isn’t even touching sickness. There is no way of escaping it, I wash my hands everytime I go to the bathroom, but it’s still there. Lurking on every chair, table, desk, door handle, keyboard, mouse. I mistakingly use the same fingers to turn a page in my used textbook that I use the insert food to my mouth. Accidentally rub my itchy nose after I have pushed on a door handle. I try to pry open doors with my wrist so that I won’t be in direct contact with the filthiness or kick the handicap symbol on the wall and wait the 2 minutes it takes for the automatic doors to open. It still got me.  My face feels like it’s going to explode off my head leaving a mess of snot and blood on my computer screen. Airborne which has helped tremendously in the past is not doing shit this time. Speaking of shit. If you have never had airborne before what they DON’T tell you is that the high levels of nutrients and vitamin C you are taking will clean out your intestinal tract like drano to the point where you will be screaming for mercy and praying for the day your asshole will stop burning  and bleeding leaving you housebound and within at least 30 feet from the nearest toilet.

In other news…..My sister in law(SM’s sister) is having issues with her asshole ex husband again. They have been technically divorced but he somehow wiggles himself back into her life and they have a house together. She wants to get away from him, but feels she can’t make it on her own. SM and I are trying to help her anyway we can to get her and her kids away from the fucker. It’s so frustrating seeing someone so vile treating the people you care about like shit and not being able to do anything about it. I wish he would die.  Last week was particulalry bad with several fights and ended up with him punching the crap out of kitchen appliances and the cops being called. Lovely.

53

It seems as though fall is approaching in Wisconsin. It’s gotten down to 53 degrees and there aren’t going to be many more nice days left. The Maple trees are starting to turn, the days are shorter and cooler, and the HALLOWEEN decorations are out!!! I love halloween! It’s my favorite holiday! I don’t know what it is that fascinates me, the decorations, pumkin carving, getting free candy, maybe it’s the dressing up. There’s something about the freedom to be as gross, politically incorrect, or imaginative as you want to be and it’s accepted. Not only accepted, celebrated. It’s the only time a man can dress in drag and it’s ok. It’s the only time a woman can pretend to be a man and it’s ok.

 Although I am sad that summer is over already. We can’t go to the lake and lay in the sun. The freedom of shorts may only be felt a couple more times before the sweatshirts and jeans hold us captive until May. There is something so exciting about the seasons changing. I do love all the seasons and it was hard living in Virginia where they didn’t have the extreme changes that are felt here. The air has this crispness to it and it smells different. I rememeber when I used to smoke how different a cigarette would taste in the first cool air of Autumn. The sky looks different, the sunsets and sunrises look different, some birds come and some birds go. It’s magical.

I must spend some time thinking of what the perfect costume will be this year. Now that I have my very own halloween cat maybe I can think of something to incorporate her with my costume. Happy weekend!

Shut the FUCK up

I have survived my first week of school! I have to say that my schedule is fairly easy except for Wednesdays. Wednesdays are from 10am to 10pm. I have handled it better than I thought I would. Although I am scared about all the reading that I have to do. I am not a good reader, I usually have to re-read things cause I realize I can’t rememeber what I just read. Since I am somewhat retarded and I don’t understand how to read a syllabus I accidentally did two days worth of math homework so at least I don’t have that this weekend, and I read a chapter more than was necessary in my communications book and didn’t study for a quiz. I still did well on the quiz though.

It was suggested by several parties that I stay at school after and between classes to do my homework and reading. There are places to go that offer quiet environments with no distractions. This is an excellant idea that I have been trying to stick to as much as I can. At school there is a commons area with tables and chairs, a cafeteria area, study center, Campus connection, and of course the library where you can go to do your work etc.  The commons area is by the  front entrance, usually not too many people are there and it’s fairly quiet. Yesterday and today I just about choked the living shit out of a bunch of headbangers and loser frat-esque type guys that were ROCKIN OUT in the arcade. Yes, the arcade is located adjacent to the commons. Granted it’s pretty cool to have an arcade and I plan on shooting the crap out of some sniper bad guys and then racing some morotcycles but who the hell decided to put that right by the commons? So after listening to headbangers ball on full blast and the frat-esque boys screaming about some martial arts game I moved to the campus connection. Which is a sad excuse for a room. It’s basically two tables a bulletin board and a bunch of pamphlets and free magazines like Rent monthly or auto connection and a few copies of the Onion that are about 6 weeks old. Just as I settled in there a couple of elderly sorority girls set up camp for CRU “Christ thru University”. After trying to ignore their snickering and Ya’s from the girllsssss, I packed up and headed to the study center. So finally some peace and quiet where I can concentrate. For about 4 minutes until Sparky starts talking to students and chit chatting with anything that will give her the slightest notion of interest. Sparky is basically my age. A few years past the college age but she thinks she can be cool with everyone cause she’s still young. Then Sparky(who I call this because she sparks up a conversation with everyone she can including the troll janitor) starts talking to Marge. Marge is by far the sorriest excuse for a lesbian I have ever seen. It’s almost as if she is straight and pretending to be gay. She has the classic short semi spikey hair with the Lisa Loeb glasses and somewhat masculine walk and a voice that could shred wood. Marge talks so loud it echoes. ECHOES! I move to the other side of the study lab thinking somehow I can escape her voice and the loudest bag of chips ever that she decided to start eating from bouncing off every table, partition, computer, door, and please keep noise to a minimum, no eating, no cell phones sign. Where Bob is in his office coughing like he’s is about to die and trying to talk to someone on the phone about how his mother died and he left that account open to take care of any bills after her death and now it’s not inactive. So I packed up my bag and left hoping that I could get some work done even with all the distractions at home.

Hypocratic Oath

Should I feel bad that I haven’t worked since the end of June and yet I am enjoying the day we set aside for the working class? Does this day even make any sense? I feel like a Hypocrite that I’m taking advantage of the day that is reserved as a special vacation day for those people who work so hard. Their one last day to enjoy the summer, one extra chance to go swimming, grill out, take the kids someplace special, go fishing, go “up north”, or go camping. So to escape the feelings of non-worthiness we are going to clean and go cut the grass at sugarmomma’s momma’s house. That will definitely make up for it!

Sugarmomma’s momma has dementia. Although she can still live by herself and is aware of her surroundings and capable of doing moderate activities. She can’t drive, cut the lawn, cook very well, organize and take her pills properly. So we are there several times a week helping out. You shouldn’t be 29 and having to take care of a parent already.

Happy not working day!

Last Tango in Paris

Labor day weekend is here and instead of going “up north” like the rest of Wisconsin SugarMomma*  and I decided to stay home and not spend money on the road trip. We are going to try and enjoy the last bit of nice weather in WI before fall comes, which will probably be in two weeks.

I am trying to process my feelings before starting school in a couple of days. Scared, nervous, excited, motivated, and completely freaked out. As the deadline approaches I am having all those negative thoughts that always pop up at the last minute. What the fuck am I thinking that I can go to school, am I really smart enough to do this, am I going to fail all these classes, I’m going to be even more poor than I already am. So going to try and exhaust those feelings as I cram as much family and fun as I can into the last days of summer.

*My girlfriend of 7 years, who has been the main bread winner since October.