My friend mirandapadgett started posting the photos of local rapists and child molestors at the Jackson County jail as a way to actively keep women in Medford informed of the assholes in their midst.

I decided to do the same thing for Grants Pass with pix from the JoCo jail.

( GP losers under here. )

Kids are back at school and Jimmy found a new job! Sort of. He's doing yard work under the table with Frank and Big Mike, but he gets paid every Friday and it's really helping out.

Found out just in time for the new year that I'm pregnant with #4!! Due in the end of June. That's crazy. Jimmy says he feels stressed to find permanent work in time but I know we'll get by.

We moved out of the trailer park and onto a piece of Dad's property near Williams. Thankfully the kids are in the same school district but now I have to drive them in since we live past the bus turnaround. It's snowed again but theres only a couple inches so it's not too bad.

In case you don't read the paper, the two nutbags from Aereus got themselves busted for rape. Way to go, retards. Better yet, doesn't even look like they did it. They just shot their mouth off about "virgin sacrifices" and "unholy murder" and so on, on the S.O.H.C. boards and Myspace for a couple months and surprise! the cops hauled them in.

Now they get to be all contrite and handwringing and "incensed" that the rest of us think they're morons and are pissed off that they're bringing the hate on our scene. Well, duh.

It'll sort itself out. Either way, here's hoping you guys drop the soap. Often. Rapists deserve to be shot and idiots who *pretend* there rapists to seem "grim & true" on Myspace of all fucking things deserve ass rape, at least.

I haven't been feeling much like talking/writing. I think I'm going through a phase.

I'll be back eventually, never you fear.

It never pays to cheat. I'm glad I'm still married.

I'm pretty ashamed of myself right now. I really don't want to get into it. But if Jimmy leaves me, I deserve it.

I've been sick and I'm still sick. The whole family is sick. Stay away.

We spent this weekend and Monday going on a loooong run to Boise and back with the kids. Poor Jimmy still can't drive because of his meds so he got stuck riding bitch in the sidecar of Dad's bike. LOL! The countryside out there is BEAUTIFUL, crisp and foggy with all the leaves changing color. I got about a billion photos, I'll try to post some tommorrow.

Randi, my heart goes out to you and Zoe right now. Call me if you need anything and I'll be there ASAP.

So Northern (Jimmy's old work) is settling out of court and the money they're giving us should pay his hospital bills altogether and keep us afloat until he can complete retraining physical therapy (to become left handed) and get a new job. Which means I don't have to go back to work. Thank fuck, my feet were crying a little just at the thought of it.

I will be SO fuckin' happy when I get my old man back, instead of this sloooow impostor in sweat pants who takes ...five...seconds... to answer every question and answers like he's asking.

"Hey Jimmy, I'm gonna make fruit crepes for dinner. You want blackberry or apple?"
"............Aaaaaapple?"

"What are you watching? Is that C.O.P.S.?"
"............No?.......Wildest Police .........Videos?"



MAKE IT STOP.

Thank fuck I'm not a doper anymore, I got no patience for that shit.

So last nite was real fun (sarcasm!) ... basically some of Jimmy's stitches bust and he was in blinding pain and passed out. YES. Jimmy. Passed. Out. He is in worse shape over his hand then he was 5 yrs ago when we crashed up in Spokane and he had road burn that seared leather into his arm with a vengeance. Anyway. If you've never tried prying a surly 300lb man off the floor, I don't suggest it. Also it creates a helluva thud and a crying baby and two hysterical little girls who are convinced "Dada's gonna die!!" because last week Jess (his mom) was over here saying that if he doesn't lose weight he's gonna have a heart attack. THANKS Grandma Jess... :( Any case, once Jimmy could stand I got Dad to watch the girls and I drove him in to General. Waited in ER for 2 HOURS ... what if it had been a "real" emergency!...to have this dr who I swear was DRUNK or at least slurry tell us that...dun dun dun..he has a staff infection, which is why his stitches burst. Greeeeeeat. Obv, the pharm wasn't open at 1 in the morning, so they hooked Jimmy up to an IV and dripped two lines into him, antibiotics & morphine ... until about six this morning. We came home both half-dead feeling but Jimmy gets to sleep and I had to rush around getting a pharm approval from OHP and a narc approval from Jimmy's P.O. and cooking breakfast, getting the kids ready for school/preschool, comforting Kait, etc etc ETC and now here I am half dead and crabby. Kait willing, I WANT A NAP.

It's sooooo damn hot here! Took the kids up to Smith River on Sat. to swim/play/stay cool and plus we just needed to GET JIMMY OUT OF THE HOUSE. He's just been sitting on his ass watching cable porn and moping and that's sure as shit not helping his recovery along any. I didn't want him swimming 'cos of the Vikes they got him on, but he played in the shallows with Kait and had a good time. Now we're back and the place is just sweltering, it's like living in a tin can or something. We don't have $$ for a forced air unit but I think when Dad comes by on Wed. I'm gonna ask him to bring an extra swamp cooler or SOMETHING, even another big fan would help. WTF...it's almost October, where's my cool weather damnit?

Can't remember where I saw it but years ago I saw something on tv about making old concert shirts into a quilt, which, ya know, struck me at the time as a waste of shirts. But today I was doing laundry and got to thinking that the same principle applies to kids clothes, and what a great way that would be to preserve some of the girls clothes as keepsakes for when they're older. So now I'm itching for someone to grow out of something so I can get started, haha. "Grow faster! Eat your wheaties!"

Join up, chumps. If I can do it so can you.

My old one was trashythrasher, but I quit using it ages ago and I guess it's deleted now. A couple real life friends talked me into starting this up again because I'm a total hermit on myspace, so here guys, here I am.

And for anyone else who stumbles on this thing, all you need to know:

I'm Dana. I used to be a hard partyin' metal chick and now I'm a married mom to three great girls. I stay at home with my kids. I went to school to do nails but the chemicals fucked with my asthma so I quit pretty much as soon as I graduated. My husband is a biker. We live in Grants Pass. I'm really really into the occult, but I'm not an occultist, if that makes any sense. (I'm actually an atheist.) I have a shitload of tattoos and a few piercings and 80's hair, but I love it.

Add me if you want, but you don't need to. I'm keeping it public, I got nothing to hide.