The Precious Princess's Guide to Bananaland

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Precious Princess of Banananland: I am a self-proclaimed member of the mentally hilarious. I have been referred to as living under a rock stocked with vodka and anger when in reality I live under a rock stocked with vodka, anger, and pizza. I have shithead 15 year old girl kid and we live in what I lovingly refer to as Bananaland. Bananaland is more a state of mind than a physical place. I’ve lived there FORever. Read a few posts, you’ll see. Promise. I know stuff. Also, I hate people. And karaoke. Oh, and I hate kids. I'm not a mommy blogger, but I will blog about the kids. Anyway, I'll add more later. I'm gonna go write stuff. Incidentally? That's why I'm here. I've always wanted to write a book. And I'm funny. And cute (that really doesn't matter, but you should know). Soooo, here I am.

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Dating Profile Dont's

I have joined the throng of weird motherfuckers on the dating websites. Mostly for research but I’m having a blast. I’ve never met so man...
I'm sorry - a 60 second drive-thru experience

To the guy behind me in the McDonalds drive-thru (Yes, I eat fast food. I'm fat and poor, shut it), I'm sorry. So many thoughts ...
What Facebook did for me...

Okay, so I chose this subject to be the point of my very first blogpost. Yes, for a few reasons. 1 - You get a lil background into Banana...
Linda-isms: Shit My Mother said and I believed...

My Mother. For whom Bananaland is named. Where or where do I begin? She's one of a kind. I love her dearly, I'm very proud of al...
My Self-Imposed Sexual Sabbatical

I don’t remember the exact moment my sabbatical from sex began. Or even why it happened. I love the sex. After my divorce several years ...
Angst

It's been months since I've put pen to paper or opened my laptop. I'm tired. I'm depressed. I wake up every day searchin...
Jimbo the amazing "not so stepfather"

I hate JRC. I hate JC. (yes, these were his initials) That's what my diary said for about an entire year after my mom remarried in ...
Dating - Part Duece - You know you've been single too long if...

You don't know the definition of dating. This is really the first step if you're going to date. It's not difficult to know. ...
A letter to some boys

Dear Men boys, I like most of you. I do. A lot. I know that one of you out there was made just for me. “A good man. A true man....

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