"Ms. MPD...." June 3, 2000

"Ms. MPD...." June 3, 2000

Close To Midnight...

....and I am in the throwes of maintaining my sanity, trying to have some semblance of peace, and attempting to cope. I can sum it all up in two words:

The Goddess.

She has been a monumental cranky-ass these last couple days. I am prone to calling her Sybill, for her behaviour is most unpredictable. One minute she is happy-happy-joy-joy, and the next minute she is spewing green vomit whilst her head does a 360.

I know what you are thinking, but her cycle is not due yet for another couple of weeks.

Part of it is that she is again having problems sleeping. Nevertheless, she does just as much to perpetuate these issues by smoking to excess, staying up late, and sleeping in, and in, and in.

Take yesterday afternoon, for example. After Alyx and I return from running errands at 1:30pm, I decided enough was enough. It was time to wake the beast.

It is a wonder I survived the trek into the bedroom. Admist some cursing, whining, crying, and sulking, she finally agreed to get up. By the time she came downstairs, Alyx and I were just starting a game of crib, listening to some tunes. Well, she did not like what was playing on the stereo, and proceeded to turn it down to inaudible, stating in her most regal way,

"I don't like that and I don't want to listen to it!"

She then proceeded to grab a whore's brunch (coffee and a smoke), plunked herself on the couch, and stared off into space.

Today was not much better, with varying fits of anger, sulking, and only the occasional pleasantry.

Alas, it rains outside. Lightning flickers with a promise of thunder.

Perhaps Herself will be up for a shower stroll. At the very least it will cool her off a bit.......

....Blessed Be...