Sunday, July 3, 2016

Pretty Planner Götterdämmerung: Catching Up





It's been a while, but here's episode 2 of Pretty Planner Gotterdammerung. You can find a copy of episode 1 here.

heidi

posted to YouTube 7/3/16

Monday, June 20, 2016

Lookout Janet



Continuing with another picture of something found,here's this page from somebody's day planner. Janet really needs to watch out.  I transcribed it below.

                                                                                                                  May 31, 2016

Daily Quote:

     "Be pleasant until ten o'clock in the morning and the rest of the day will take care of itself." Elbert Hubbard

Daily Agenda:

     10:15   Wake up
     10:20   Breakfast
     10:50   Prepare for the day
     11:30   Annihilate some motherfuckers
     12:30   Lunch
     1:00    Take Fluffy to the vet
     2:30     Buy bunny treats
     3:00     Fuck up Janet's campaign for Junior League Treasurer
     5:00    Supper
     6:00    Ablution
     7:30 ->Free Time

heidi
transcribed 6/20/16

A little planner piece for you. (oh, see what I did?) And I think that there may be a new installment of Pretty Planner Gotterdamerung coming to a YouTube channel in your local viewing area! 

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Found Diary





So I found this diary recently. I thought it was pretty interesting. Maybe this person should take a nap.  The text is transcribed below without edits.

                                                                                                         3/29/16 [cut off in photo]

Dear Fucking Diary,

    The world is so mean. Here I am, trying to do everyone a favor, and they dump on me. And I don't know why? I mean, I know all the greatest words, right? The best words. The best fucking words EVER and all they do is mock me. And it shouldn't matter, it really shouldn't matter what mean people or the liberal-biased media says, after all, I have a young and beautiful piece of ass, but still. It hurts. It hurts way bad. I promise to build a great wall- because nobody builds walls better than me, believe me- that is inexpensive AND paid for by Mexico- and do they appreciate it? NOOOOOOOO! I try to tell them about my "extremely credible source that can prove that birth certificate is fake-and they ignore me. This is why politics is such a disgrace- why good people don't go into government. Because of the bullies and meanyfaces who don't recognize my awesomamilitude!
     You think they never watched TV before. Like they don't know who I AM. And you know all of the women on The Apprentice flirted with me-consciously or unconsciously (so expected) and still all people want to do is drag me down.
     Pigs.
     Filthy pigs.
     And it is sooooo not TRUE.
     LOOK HERE
     [see picture above of drawing of hand]

     My fingers are long and beautiful, as, it has been well documented, are various other parts of my body.

     Just watch. They'll beg me. Please be our boss. We neeed you so much to make America unsuck. And I'll just be like NOPE!!! 


     Sorry America. Sorry uneducated people. It's okay. My IQ is one of the highest-and you all know it! Please don't feel stupid or insecure; it's not your fault.
     But you won't let me be president. So I'm not gonna play with you ANYMORE AMERICA!

     Sorry, there is no STAR on the stage tonight.



heidi
transcribed 6/11/16

I wonder what else I can find laying around Alabama? 

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Reflections

there's that moment
when you
               look back
and
       See.

that almost all
of your decisions
were the

Wrong ones.

Because you believed Helena
when she said

"Where will you find anyone else who will

love

you?"

(Huge mistake from an otherwise excellent and gentle counselor.)

But maybe not such a bad question

when almost every move
of my adult life
has been predicated on that question.

Learning along the way that

I need to be loved by anyone else

AND

that I am fundamentally unlovable
and that any regard
must be won with
toil.

and I let it break me
(although Melissa asserts that I am not broken.)

I am broken with
what I sacrificed
the job
the house
the car
the dog
the degree
the license
the joy
the comfort of myself
the unconditional okayness of me

and I try to hold the pieces
of what is left
together with
a sense of humor.

When what I want is to run
but I can't
because two more people
are linked to me

and I want to change
but I can't
because I now have a role that requires
duty
to others and
never to
myself.

And so
I
wait for it
to be over

while my anger
flames throughout me

maybe I am a phoenix

incendiary

get out of the way

because I yearn to

combust.

heidi
written 5/4/16

What happens when you can't get in touch with your doctor to get your prozac refilled. I read that people who have depression are able to see things more realistically, that happiness requires a level of self-deception.  I don't know if I want to lie to myself at all right now. I think, at this moment, I am too old for that shit. I can be young and self-deceiving some other day.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

NaPoWriMo Day Thirty: Now That It's Over

now it's over
maybe I can visit blogs
read what's written.

heidi
written 4/30/16 for






 I have a lot of reading to catch up on.

Friday, April 29, 2016

NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Nine: A Good Day To Cry

doctor saddens me
still I binge watch compulsively
today's for sobbing.

heidi
written 4/29/16 for






He gets to me, the Doctor does.

NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Eight: An Odd Sort of NaPo

four things scheduled
in as many days, my
depression is pissed.

heidi
written 4/29/16 for






This has been a weird NaPo year for me.

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Seven: Don't Blink

my son fanboys
Weeping Angels, watching with me
growing during blinks

heidi
written 4/27/16





My little fellow is growing up too fast. 

NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Six: Happy Birthday Jo

so much accomplished
in such a short time
deserves our celebrations!


heidi
written 4/27/16 for





So for the 26th, my daughter participated in the Special Olympics, and my friend Jo had both a birthday and a film screening. It was a good day.

Monday, April 25, 2016

NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Five: Help Me Out

coughing up frogs
that's gotta mean something like
armageddon or ...

heidi
written 4/25/16


Holy fuck, I have run outta words. I have failed my form. What would fit? Butts? Hemorrhoids? Constipation? Republicans? Feminazis? (yes, I am still pissed about that.)

I am open to suggestions.