SelectionIll
Bluelighter
when my brother and sister and i were kids, my mother never let us eat sugar. she was, and still is, a bit of a health food nut. she's also a scientologist. i don't know if one of those supercedes the other, you know. makes it unecissary to call... never mind.
anyway, no junk food, no preservatives, if it could be helped, and no refined sugar. we ate alot of bean dip, nutri-grain cereal and fruit leather.
so, when i turned 15 and my mother and step-father kicked me out, the first thing i did was stop by a convenience store on the way to my brothers apartment, steal a tall boy of coors (this was in so cal) two chochlate bars and a pack of marlboros. i wasn't really concerned with getting caught, so i wasn't. isn't that the way it always happens.
now it's 12 years later, i'm a recovering alcoholic/heroin addict, and i'm wondering if it was because of or in spite of all the things my mom did.
i don't know why it matters.
it isn't like she suffered.
she lives in florida now, calls me on weekends and tells me the reason i have Multiple Sclerosis is because of my lifestyle.
i'm married to a beautiful catholic woman, i've got a full time job and i'm moving to Cleveland, in Little Italy, to write and visit the art museum every weekend. they've got picasso's. lots of em'.
why would that give me ms.
oh yea, what tragedy, huh.
fuck it. i've got left over taco fixins in the fridge, and she has a loveless marriage. i guess that's fair.
seemore
[ 04 February 2003: Message edited by: SelectionIll ]
[ 05 February 2003: Message edited by: SelectionIll ]
anyway, no junk food, no preservatives, if it could be helped, and no refined sugar. we ate alot of bean dip, nutri-grain cereal and fruit leather.
so, when i turned 15 and my mother and step-father kicked me out, the first thing i did was stop by a convenience store on the way to my brothers apartment, steal a tall boy of coors (this was in so cal) two chochlate bars and a pack of marlboros. i wasn't really concerned with getting caught, so i wasn't. isn't that the way it always happens.
now it's 12 years later, i'm a recovering alcoholic/heroin addict, and i'm wondering if it was because of or in spite of all the things my mom did.
i don't know why it matters.
it isn't like she suffered.
she lives in florida now, calls me on weekends and tells me the reason i have Multiple Sclerosis is because of my lifestyle.
i'm married to a beautiful catholic woman, i've got a full time job and i'm moving to Cleveland, in Little Italy, to write and visit the art museum every weekend. they've got picasso's. lots of em'.
why would that give me ms.
oh yea, what tragedy, huh.
fuck it. i've got left over taco fixins in the fridge, and she has a loveless marriage. i guess that's fair.
seemore
[ 04 February 2003: Message edited by: SelectionIll ]
[ 05 February 2003: Message edited by: SelectionIll ]
