THE DOTTY HEADBANGER AWARD
FOR BEING MENTAL AND LOVING IT
I stole this award from the wonderful blog/blogger known as Dotty Headbanger (Thank-you Dotty Headbanger). Soooo, if you are gagging for an award to show off, please visit this ‘ere link and just nab it for yourself
Tragic to self award? Quite possibly!
Do I care? I’m afraid not, I’d go as far as to say I’m brimming with Pride 😉
Anyway, if you award yourself you will need to answer the following questions
QUESTIONS TO ANSWER
1. How many bricks do you own?
2. How many Cumberland sausages can you fit in your mouth without chewing?
3. What is your most inventive way of using biscuits (or cookies if you’re American)?
4. If it was made compulsory to have a mental illness which one would you choose and why? (If you have a mental illness already you have to choose another).
My Answers Read the rest of this entry
I am a disgrace to the following :-
Visiting my Parents
The gods of – Getting out of bed-us before noon-us, even with multiple alarm-ussssssss!
Soooooooo if you’re feeling poooey, after reading this you should feel marginally better about yourself!
Although you should know, I have great shoes…GREAT SHOES; and they are probably better than yours
Apart from that, I am back to being disgraceful – all over town, relish in my inadequacy people, and there is no need to thank me!
You Are Welcome 😉
I caved, and swallowed the correct amount of western poison (and I avoided hospital admission for the physical side effects this time) Lucky meeee ;)… I forced kilos of food down my pipe, and I went to sleep like a good girl.
My mind is one happy mind today 🙂 because all this worked, and psychosis has finally buggered off for the foreseeable future.
I know I’ve been gibbering on about this for a while now, and if I’m boring you I apologise, but it helps me to release some of the madness inside. Plus; I feel that posting this stuff might help to shed some light on the awake and living nightmare, that some people are forced to go through.
I also I want to reinforce the fact that all paranoid schizophrenic’s ARE NOT serial killers. I would say it’s far more likely, that the majority of them are petrified, as they believe you are a serial killer
I can’t tell you what a relief it is, to have a semi normal brain back. In the throes of psychosis, every thought that passes through my mind is part of a wider conspiracy, every single one…even the ones that begin innocently, turn into something sooooooo dark; it’s really difficult to cope. Read the rest of this entry
I ‘think’… because I’m not sure of the details, or the motives, or my perception of certain happenings.
And then there’s my imagination to consider…It’s all a bit confusing, but bad things are (and have been) happening, that do not really have any other explanation.
So for now, I’m going with the idea that I am sure.
I’ve spent a lot of time feeling victimised over this vendetta.
UNTIL now, because I’ve realised that somewhere along the line (without intent), I must have pissed somebody off or hurt them so badly, they feel their vengeful actions are justified
They are slowly chalking up the scores I guess, I can only guess
So who gets to say which one of us is right, and which one is wrong?
Neither or us have kudos on what constitutes the right amount of justice for a crime, all we both have, are our own perception of events Read the rest of this entry
I started blogging way back in the day (a year ago) and I read all the relevant pages when I was a ‘newbie’…about publishing posts, and pictures and categories and tagging etc.
Once upon a time, there was just ONE consequence to ‘tagging the living life’ out of your posts, NO CHANCE to get on tut ‘Freshly Pressed’…
Well; let’s be honest I’m never gonna be featured there with the tripe I produce. Soooo off I went, I made many categories that are necessary to organise the plethora of topics I write about, and these categories belonged to me and my page only (back in the day)
THEN, the other night, I happened to be browsing through some tags, looking for a suitable post to ignite my reader within… and I noticed that my highly important ‘Change the World’ post was missing from tut BLOGGUS-SPHERE!
Well, I tried copy and pasting and re-posting and again…NO-WHERE to be seen
So, I had a little wander round the support pages and it would seem at least HALF of my posts have never made it past my eyes, EVER! Read the rest of this entry
Let’s face it; privacy in all its forms is pretty much a thing of the past.
Were caught on camera 100’s of times a day (unless we live in rural Wales), whilst just bobbing about doing our daily’s.
The Big Boys and Girls know where we live, where we work, how much we have in our bank, what naughty things we’ve done etc. And last year the census reached a whole new level of poking – when they asked for a list of which citizens you had round your house, that Sunday!
Christ, every text we’ve ever sent is logged on some giant memory machine somewhere, ready and waiting to come back for us, when we need it least…
People are bugging their partners and hiding GPS trackers in their cars, to catch them cheating
All this is a bit poooooey really, BUT I think we could turn it to our advantage Read the rest of this entry