Krazy Gonna Krazy

I try not to talk too much about Krazy’s antics publicly, because I don’t like to give her any attention even when she’s not going to know about it… but sometimes she’s just so goddamn insane that we’re all left at a complete loss on how to deal with it, … Continue Reading →


Protected: Marika filter: letters from The Kult

  • By Babyslime
  • 13 July, 2012
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Well, that was fun. Upon coming home from the trip to Ontario, I decided to spend an evening relaxing before I start working. I Tumblr’d, YouTube’d and generally dicked around for a few hours before closing my computer and going to bed. When I woke up in the morning I … Continue Reading →


I had the mandatory postpartum meltdown last night after Curtis came home from work and immediately told me that he’d offered to come in the next day (his day off) to cover for someone else. The reason? His nineteen year old coworker has been whining passive aggressive all day about … Continue Reading →


Protected: Friends only: Marika and Krazy shit.

  • By Babyslime
  • 22 November, 2010
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Our exciting household

So, Marika has this ex boyfriend who started getting kind of insane after they broke up. He was weirdly controlling and verbally abusive while they were together, and used to constantly say he was going to break up with her and leave her in the dirt, blah blah… finally she … Continue Reading →


The last week and a half has been a whirlwind of flying shitballs. I’m so exhausted, emotionally and otherwise, that I could sleep for days. I have put most of what has been happening on filters, and when writing about it publicly I can only skim across the top, so … Continue Reading →


Ohmahgahd, you guys. You guys, check this out. I have a thuperduper fan who likes to [read my archives]. So what do you do when you find out your photos were stolen to create a fake life on Facebook? Tag yourself and post about it on Facebook!


Right now, in the kitchen, Curtis has his ipod earpiece in one ear and is singing “Paparazzi” in a girlish, off-key voice. As he passed by me to take the trash out I gave him an eyeball, to which he replied, “You love my manliness and you know it”. I … Continue Reading →


Catching up has been a never-ending battle since I got home. It’s been over a week since I came back but it feels like it’s been less than 24 hours. I am so exhausted all the time; I’m starting to wonder if I’m not fighting something off because this is … Continue Reading →