Ever Have A Day……

 

My Mikey, I love you

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When you feel like your name is really Marie Hoke, and you’re an invalid….movie "Phone Call From A Stranger", starring Gary Merrill and Bette Davis.  I feel rather MANIC!!!!!  Manic at the Disco.  Panic in the City.  Sex in the Orchestra Pit.  Falling in the River.

Is all this random enough for you?  Imagine how I feel, thinking it all!  My GAWD, it gets annoying as hell to have about eight BILLION (bullion – have any gold?  Not god, gold! – Got milk?  Who needs the shit?!)

Oh yeah, that many thoughts going around simul-freakin-taneously in my mind.  And it doesn’t stop.  I had a rhyming competition with ME earlier!  Shit, I tell you,  this condition called Bipolar is for the bird(brain)s. 

I wonder how deep the Brazos River really is.  It’s only a few blocks from our house.  See?  I should be falling in the damned river…..on Little House on the Prairie….Melissa Gilbert used to be so cute, and I adored her.  I thought Mary looked kinda weird, and she played a witch in one movie she was in.  She died in that movie.  But she’s still alive, in real life…just not in reel life, at least on that movie.  But is her career dead?  Melissa Sue Anderson…reminds me of a girl named Misty Anderson I used to know…..BookStack, the book store in Corsicana, the town where I grew up.  I miss my mother.

She’s the only one who can deal with me when I’m like this, I think.  If you call this thinking.

I miss the kidlets.  Tiffany called yesterday (what did she call and whom did she call it?), but I was having breathing problems, and I’d tried to install a door, so I didn’t get to talk to her….too exhausted.  I guess the energy level is catching up with me.  Great!  It’s after midnight, and I’m all peppy (typed peepy the first time I typed that word) and manic.  Am I cursed?

No, I’m very blessed.

Good night, and wish me luck, please…peas…carrots….orange and yucky, stucky, plucky.

It just never stops, sometimes.