a lying picture

In other words, not. I love this picture of me, graduation day after winning the Math Prize but there was so much sick shit going around about me it was awful what I see about it looking through an adjusted lens is the evidence of organic personality disorder. For one thing I'm alone in the … Continue reading a lying picture →

when I got out of Horsham

...I was lucky I did. If I had stayed there I would not have properly completed this weird metamorphosis into Lynne without the nasty mole. it was an exhilarating stay (compared with the one I just spent in Reading for 8 MONTHS.) I hadn't the faintest thought of aliens. They weren't a part of my … Continue reading when I got out of Horsham →

4 Trillion, continued

I have made the call. This alien is here to help. Me and my father were left disabled and helpless in the wake of the loss of my mother. Nobody ventured to help. Especially me. God sent this alien.

4 Trillion

I said that if my father fell into a FURTHER untoward situation through the Hopkins Medical School fiasco I would up the tertiary lawsuit on his behalf from 3 to 4 trillion. this comes from me, not directly from the Lord. But He, the Lord, has marked me "trusted." He told me so before I … Continue reading 4 Trillion →

Home, Sweet Home

I worked about about 12 hours straight yesterday cleaning this place out, starting with ripping up the rugs. I thought I wouldnt be able to handle the soap and water phase but so far it's staring off well. here are some pics of the place 50% free of dirt, germs and odors. With cats and … Continue reading Home, Sweet Home →

One Last Drawing

this is my recollection of an actual horse, an Appaloosa stallion out in the farmland about 25 minut3s from our home in New Providence, NJ, where I grew up until I was 16. only the owner of the place, "Alibi Acres," named afer the stallion, Alibi, was allowed to handle him. He kept the upper … Continue reading One Last Drawing →

segue; 2; pics

My son's beautiful, strong spirit A Corrections Officer helped me on the Tower Unit and helped me with all the crap in my head. my son had a horrible eye injury. Get it, "eye" mack? He was like the botch alien in one of my posts, the feline one. I couldn't see him when he … Continue reading segue; 2; pics →

O Canada!

my ex-husband is Canadian-born. But he grew up on a Canadian military base in Germany. Through marrying me and staying with me he gained Anerican citizenship. So he is a Canadian-American dual national, I was already an English- American dual national. My son is a Canadian-American dual national through his father and being born in … Continue reading O Canada! →