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    Diary of a Mad Addict . . . Chapter 19

    Story written on February 7, 2005 by T6beach.
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    Something’ Got to Give . . .

    But before I could really make out anything in the room, I heard it – that loud, slow, distinctive clapping of someone who is about to give you an extremely sarcastic ATTAT BOY. . . .CLAP . . . CLAP . . . CLAP . . .

    Way to go Beach. Nice job, you incredibly moronic knucklehead. Way to go.

    I certainly wasnt surprised by the biting, sneering, sardonic tone of the words themselves, but I was very much disturbed by the person spewing such venom my way – a person who was supposed to be a forgiving, accepting, unconditionally-loving (AND OH SO INCREDIBLY GORGEOUS AND HOT, I MIGHT ADD) deity.

    Yep you guessed it – there, sitting on the chair beside the bed, feet propped on the edge of my mattress, dressed in that signature white tank top (of course), white linen pants and matching blazer was my fatal vision.

    What, Bette, WHAT? I asked as sarcastically as she had congratulated me on my true confessions.

    WHAT? I repeated.

    Just like she had done while visiting me in the shrinks office, the image of the God in which I believed, was before me, examining her nails and brushing the lint from her pants. Oh so nonchalantly she performed these tasks and once again begin her cutting yet truthful verbal assault on my character.

    What ? Is that all you have to say about the way you have been behaving lately? Some stupid, ridiculous, rhetorical, What?

    Ok, fine, I replied and continued. What the ***** are you doing here, Bette? Where have you been? And why now, why here? I have asked for help, for guidance, for direction and you leave me, leave me with nothing. And you just show up NOW while I am chained to this bed like some kind of wild insane birdbrain and sit there giving yourself a manicure?

    I didnt give her a chance to respond, as usual, and just continued my lunatic rantings.

    I commit unspeakable and despicable acts of deceit, I feel so guilty and filled with remorse, I beg you to stop me, to help me and I get nothing, Bette, NOTHING N-O-T-H-I-N-G NOTHING, NADA, NILL, ZERO, ZILCH, not even a little rustle of wind or a breeze through the room on a sticky, still day – nothing to tell me you are there, you are watching, you are worried I might be doing something stupid which I might regret later. NO – you are no where to be found and I make bad choices. Thanks Bette, thanks a lot.

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    2. You are reyond help,but most of us are in the same shape.I try not to pich a favorite writer. I just try to read and comment. I guess we all all a little insanity,just dont tell everyone in cyper sapce. thanks for posting.

    5. Beachie, you are by far one of the most inventive writers on this site. I don’t give a rats *ss that the story is not about B&T. Its still funny, entertaining, and most of all original. Thanks for once again making me smile.

    7. LOL!!! ““You cry because you got caught, because you struggle with the next lie you must tell to continue the deception.”

      (MOTHER FUCK ME AGAIN, SHE IS GOOD)” OH MY GOD is right!! I can not wait for the next chapter. Brilliant! I say that and I mean it. I love that you ate the banana off your head. HA!

    8. You’ve got great comedic timing. Well done! I love the Diary; reminds me I’m not alone and well, it’s just wickedly hilarious! :) Addiction is sweet!

    9. I’ve came to the conclusion of one of the following:

      #1-You are also addicted to Joan of Arcadia. Or somehow apart of the show.

      #2-You and Your Wife have sent e-mails of encouragement to me.

      #3-You are seriously missing me and my tales (yes, I have a huge ass ego……..what of it!? ;D)

      #4-You are one of the Ladies from the L Word-star, executive producer/writer, exectutive producer/director-writer. and/or a certain music composer (director).

      #5-You truly are insane!

      #6-This tale is either 100% real or 100% Fiction………with the raritiy of one or the other slipping in from time to time.

      #7-A combination of the above-give or take a few of them.

      #8-All of the above! :D

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