I originally wrote this on the 2nd of November, but then shit happened and I didn’t get back to it for a while. It’s been an extremely stressful crappy week or so, with the hacking shit, then Krazy went on another Krazy spree on Hallowe’en night because, you know, why … Continue Reading →


The grand entrance

Today the new one is eight days old. Jesus that went fast. She’s already gained like 5-6oz in three days; she’s gon’ be a fatty. I helped Marika give the baby her first bath in the Swova bowl, much like we used to bathe Zephyra when she was tiny, and … Continue Reading →


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 →


Surprise! (Because there’s always people who go, “OMG WHAT?!”: yes, that is Marika’s belly. She’s pregnant. She’s due in the fall. That is a bathing suit, and she is 18 as of these bathing suit pictures being taken/posted.) Marika is living with us again. This is probably more temporary, until … Continue Reading →


Protected: Marika filter: letters from The Kult

  • By Babyslime
  • 13 July, 2012
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I don’t normally write about this at all, let alone on public, due to my own rules about family drama making it onto my blog, but sometimes it’s just too much.


Protected: Filtered: Don’t stalk me

  • By Babyslime
  • 14 January, 2011
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Quote of the day that deserves it’s own entry: There was a lot of Krazy drama this weekend, but now Marika’s back and we can go back to normal for a few more weeks. There was a huge fight that was apparently so bad no one will talk about it, … Continue Reading →


Protected: Friends only: Marika and Krazy shit.

  • By Babyslime
  • 22 November, 2010
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I often forget how therapeutic it is to vent publicly. I’m always hesitant to, because I don’t want to invite the usual response of empty sentiments – that feels shallow, and I end up worrying that my monologuing is taken as a cry for attention rather than a need to … Continue Reading →