Chasing the Broke A$# Unicorn
Cherry Martini
- Location
- Thousand Oaks, California, United States
- Birthday
- July 25
- Bio
- Slightly insane, perfectly normal, and a great contradiction of character
MY RECENT POSTS
- A scar, is a scar, right?
March 02, 2012 05:48PM - A True Story: 1 scoop
Icecream, 1 Hitman, and Me
September 30, 2009 07:21PM - I was Born a Ramblin (Wo)man
September 20, 2009 03:10AM - The Child Painting Pictures in
my mind
September 19, 2009 12:11AM - The Top 10 Reasons I Hate my
Husbands Ex Wife
September 08, 2009 08:48PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I still can't believe he
was in office for 8 years,
it
saddens me that my
stepson…”
September 29, 2009 05:35PM - “I love it "we all
decided that you were rather
handsome to
spite being
calle…”
September 29, 2009 05:33PM - “Wow I can't imagine how
scary all of this must
have
been”
September 03, 2009 11:05PM - “I tried Xanax for a
while, then my doctor went on
vacation
didn't leave me with
e…”
September 03, 2009 10:54PM - “I could see how all that
would put a damper on things,
maybe
you could give mom
s…”
September 03, 2009 10:51PM
Cherry Martini's Links
A scar, is a scar, right?
When I was a kid, they use to call them "cutters" kids, (myself included) who would purposely inflict pain on themselves with sharp objects. Now most of the time these "cutters" would do this for attention, a cry for help, real teen angst stuff. I'm sure it starts out that way… Read full post »
A True Story: 1 scoop Icecream, 1 Hitman, and Me
After writing about icecream yesterday it reminded me of another entirely different experience I had surrounding the same thing:
A true story:
He was the night, a dark figure in the shape of a thin man, and all paled in comparison to him. I awoke to the sounds of a… Read full post »
I was Born a Ramblin (Wo)man
I put on this shirt, because it smells like campfire
and reminds me of a good time.
I drink Vodka tonic and wish the night away,
wish it where just another day.. I wish I was this campfire tshirt.
The Child Painting Pictures in my mind
Secretly everyone longs for something. Its those thoughts that run through your head right before you go to sleep. Sometimes I feel like I'm erasing and re-living all my memories all at once, and longing to create something new. Thats what I really long for I guess... I long to create… Read full post »
The Top 10 Reasons I Hate my Husbands Ex Wife
(in no particular order... I hate all the reasons equally..)
10.) She's short (not that I have anything against short people, but she definately fits the bill for napoleon complex)

Lolli-pop you in the face if she had the chance
which brings me to..
9) She's mean, not… Read full post »
Being a Prisoner in your own home, Agoraphobia and me
I am surrounded by laundry I can't do, (I have no working washer or dryer) I have cleaned the rest of the house but still can't do this looming pile of laundry that seems to weigh me down. I can't leave the house, I'm trapped. I can think of a million… Read full post »
Giving up Thug life.. From Badass to Housewife?
I was trying to think of why this transition might be so
difficult for me from my teens to my twenties. I know its difficult
for everyone, but I think its difficult for everyone for different
reasons.
Maybe its because my old life, the life I had before I got married,
before… Read full post »
The Dangerous Past Time of Looking Up your Ex
Sometimes when we have too much time on our hands, too little to think about and too much nostalgia, we take up the dangerous past time of looking up the ex. I'm not sure what we hope to find.
I'm married now, so I know when I… Read full post »
What I've been too afriad to publish...until now...
When I was 19 years old I became a step mom. I got involved with my now husband, he was 30 at the time and had 2 sons ages 5 and 6. I didn't fall in love with him on purpose. In fact when I first met him I thought I… Read full post »
Keeping the Demon away from the devil, damn imaginary friend
There is a very thin line between letting your life go completely and living just for today. "One day at a time" I use to be in everything anonymous, I was addicted to being addicted. It didn't matter what it was, drugs, alcohol, sex you name it, if it was fun… Read full post »
Chasing the Broke A$# Unicorn and Other tales of Mishappery
I am chasing the broke a$# unicorn. Most people think that when you quit your job to do what you love you will be extraordinarily happy, you will dance in the street and go on to live an incredible and interesting life, feeling fulfilled, and I should be. There are just… Read full post »
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