Frequent readers of the mo-dee might have sensed a certain bit of RAGING ANGER here on le website. I basically attribute it to the surgery. It's hard to NOT be angry about having to have painful, invasive surgery. It's hard having to face being deformed. It's going to be very hard to be in pain, drugged up, dependent, and unable to do the things I love, much less the things I take for granted, like wipe my own butt and get in and out of bed on my own. So in defense of my recent conversion to reflective, sarcastic funny funny bitch, I realize I've turned into a negative, nitpicky just plain bitch. And I'm sorry, but I also don't feel that now is the time to expect me to unleash my good heart and generosity upon the world, because I have no idea where they are.
I find the Sieve of Negativity kind of funny, even if Bob doesn't.
I love Bob.
I have to sell out the body I never really liked in the first place for a body that isn't scary. I am scared of my body. It's like being trapped in a Pinto. I got a Pinto for a body and I live in fear that my gas tank is going to explode. Trading up for a gently used Volvo is going to be painful, but it has to be done.
Posted by Zerd at March 12, 2007 08:06 PMcan I have your email address, zerd? I won't send you any ads for genital enhancement.
Posted by: cm at March 12, 2007 09:02 PMYes. It's mo at austinimprov dart carm.
Posted by: mo at March 12, 2007 10:51 PMAh, honey. That's what blogs is for, if not for ranting about one's life. Rant it out lady.
Posted by: Jules at March 13, 2007 10:40 AM