05.31.08
Drunken Epiphanies
Ok, so boyfriend and I killed two bottles of wine IN A NIGHT about two months ago…. and me on an empty stomach. Sigh, puking is just NOT a good look…
Here are some of the things I scratched down at some point during the night….
The new America waits on a tax stimulus refund or an inheritance from a dead relative. (wow, hammered and negative!)
Leah’s been having a plethora of tests done at school. Don’t really want to talk about it in this forum just yet. The short of it is that she’s way behind in reading and no one has solutions for me. Just more and more theories of bullshit. I’m quite certain that the catalyst for me swilling so much wine was one of many school meetings I have had, one that very day. Here’s what I wrote about that… in some sort of illegible chardonnay script…
What if she’s me? Forever doomed as “potential”. What if all these mispronunciations are the emancipations of me? Is she going to say every word wrong- just like me?
What if all the words she knows are rote?
What do I have to offer as all my thoughts are whirlpools and winds of “is this right’?
Standardized tests are bullshit. How sad I wrote this on the back of an application to PA School (left over as scratch paper).
Sheesh. Maybe I should drink more…