I’m Starting to Get a Complex


Remember the tick? Yeah, me too. The moment is burned in my brain. In fact, it was burned into my brain on Saturday when I sat at my friend’s kitchen table and casually ran my fingers through my hair and found – wait for it – another fucking tick! And this time, it was embedded in my head!!!!!!!

With apologies to burghbaby (but this warrants it):


Hopefully the evil little fucker didn’t leave me with any horrible after effects. You know, other than the Disturbing, Paralyzing, Constant, Nausea-Inducing, Head-Scratching Paranoia


About sugarmag

Forty-sdjhfkjsdhfkjsdh year old mom of 2 - a 18 year old boy and a 11 year old girl. I love them very much, but they drive me crazy. I'm married and work full-time. I'm not sure which of these is the most exhausting, but probably the husband. I'm opinionated. I'm outspoken. I'm loud. I'm an over-sharer. I think Tom Cruise is a jackass. I like to say jackass. I like to swear, period. Fuckers. I love to read. I struggle with my weight. I love my job. I dress my pets up and ridicule them regularly. I am not afraid to cut my hair and I don't understand people who are. I hate getting old. I love to laugh. Make me laugh, OK?

3 responses »

  1. Dude! You're giving ME a complex! Several weeks ago I stupidly looked up bed bugs out of curiosity. Let's just say I'll never be the same…and your experiences are not helping me talk myself down.

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