Not that anyone reads this blog, but I think we need a glossary! Therefore, I will compose one now, while Dude fusses about how he's only had six hours to get his homework done.
Stud - the stud to whom I am married. We have been married since 1990.
Junior - my firstborn, male, high school, chick magnet.
Sunny/Sunshine - my middle child, female, high school, Antichrist according to male siblings.
Dude - My youngest, male, middle school, constant antagonist to Junior.
FIA - Fistula in Ano, what I call an undesirable person, specifically the heifer with whom I built a nice business and she legally and immorally stole the whole thing. I swear, I need to get over this. We're now past a year and I still flip her off if I see her online.
Shit, fuzzy fuck - The all-occasion, best combination of swear words ever. In loving memory of a former patient with Pick's disease, who chanted this down all five halls of a nursing home for which I worked.
"Fluffy" blog - My primary blog, where everyone sees the good side of my life and some of the bad, but not like here. I can't be free there. I can't voice my opinions without shocking my family, or having them put me back on the prayer chain and encourage psychological care that I really don't need. They stayed away from that blog because I did something without humor; i.e., I posted about my father and it made them cry, so it's now all fluff and stuff that affected me but doesn't involve family. I deal to some extent; they don't deal at all, IMO.
Ovis Ovis - Business manager, CEO, managing partner, majority shareholder, creative guru, business consultant - however he wants me to sign his correspondence for the day. A gentleman with a lot of brains and cash flow, but not a knack for picking out proper help to support his endeavors. He also hasn't paid me well, including some bills that are two years old.
Heifer - The inmate running the asylum for Ovis Ovis' business that I'm directly connected with. Not a nice person. I hate her so much that I've purposely made my billing system so complex that it will take 15 minutes of her time to figure out if I've cheated her 10 cents on a day. I'll hear about about the 10 cents; I never hear about the fact that I always subtract 7 cents' worth from the total per day :) I have to fuck with her mind a bit LOL
Get Invenummated
- Kiran Vennum
- I hide here behind a pseudonym. I have another "fluffy" blog for the good stuff in my life, and there's quite a bit, but there are some things that just shouldn't be said in polite company, in the view of critics of how I raise my children, and in earshot of people who already put me on their prayer chains 25+ years ago. This is my fully expressed self. This is my solace. This is where I can send those letters meant to be burned...but you can see them first.