Has anyone ever been to Court T.V.‘s “Crime Library” website?  I LOVE this website - it is better than reading a damn book!  I don’t know why, but I love reading about this kind of stuff - maybe because when I read about how f—ked up and crazy some of these people are - I feel somewhat relieved that I am not that screwed up - well I haven’t gone around hackin people up…yet - tee hee.

I started reading this website when Dena and I started investigating the Taylor Behl/Skulz case (a local Virginia college student) back in September/October of 2005.  And by investigate, I mean act like we know more than the police do and drive our husbands crazy while we make them think that we actually believe we are investigating the case - then calling Dena’s son twenty times a day for a month and asking him to go to different spots throughout the college campus to collect evidence to support our case (to which we usually got hung up on and told to stop it - he goes to the same school that Taylor did).  You should read up on this one - Skulz (the killer) kept tons of online journals and the pictures of where they finally found Taylor were on one of his websites the entire time - while he aided in the search for her.

Anyways, if you have not been to this site and want some interested reading - go!  Here are a couple good stories that are worth the read:

Deborah Gardner:
Dubbed the most beautiful girl in the Peace Corps, she is stabbed in Tonga by another Peace Corps worker who is alive and well and free in New York City.

Mary Bell:
Who could look at the face of this sweet 10-year-old girl and ever imagine her to be one of the youngest serial killers ever discovered. Was this youngster who killed her playmates without any feelings of guilt the result of a monstrous family or a bad seed or something else?

The Black Dahlia:
Hollywood’s most famous murder case took place in post-war Los Angeles. Elizabeth Short, an engagingly attractive young woman was found brutally murdered and dumped in a vacant lot. She was called the “Black Dahlia” because she always dressed in black. This unsolved case became an obsession and will continue to be legendary when the Black Dahlia movie comes out this fall with an all-star cast.

Lizzie Borden:
This classic has to be one of the most enduring murder mysteries America has ever produced. Elderly Andrew Borden, still in his heavy morning coat, reclines on a mohair-covered sofa, his boots on the floor so as not to soil the upholstery. As he naps, his wife, Abby, is on the floor of the guestroom upstairs, dead for the past hour and a half, killed by the same hand, with the same axe, that is about to strike him, as he sleeps.

Dena and I have been friends since 1999.  That was the year that we started working together.  We did not work together two days, before we hit it off and realized how much we really had in common.  We started hanging out outside of work and our husbands started hanging out with us.  Then our husbands became friends and didn’t need us around for them to go play golf or go to a NASCAR race or concert together.  We got pregnent around the same time with Kaiden and Ethan and now they are best buds.

Though I no longer work for the same company as her, we have stayed in contact.  We drifted for a while, but have pretty much been inseperable for the last two years again.  Where am I going with all this?

Yesterday, while Dena and I were at the pool, Dena’s neighbor came to lay out.  This has been Dena’s neighbor for as long as I can remember.  After she got situated in her chair, she looked at me and said, “Hi there, we have not been introduced, what’s your name?,” to which I replied, “Oh I am Misty, one of Dena’s best friends.”  Dena’s neighbor replied, “Your her best friend, hmmmm, I have never heard her mention your name before.”

Hmmm, really?  Cause I have heard you mentioned for years now, and I have never even been brought up?  Not when you come over or when you and Dena go on your walks in the evenings?  Try to picture the glare that shot across the pool into Dena’s direction.  Dena said “What?” and I just said, “Umm who are you, I am not sure I have ever heard you mentioned before.”

Thanks Dena, for keeping me a significant part of your life for almost seven years now.  I feel loved - you big asshole!

Imagine you are driving down the street on the way home from work.  You cut through the local trailer park neighborhood to get home quicker, when you happen to look over at one of the driveways and see a dead cat laying there, covered by a dish towel, with a potted plant next to it - a proper burial for any beloved family pet.

What do you do?

You stop your car, get out and take a picture of it to post on your blog, because no one would ever believe that you saw something like that, unless you had the picture to prove it!

I am willing to bet that there is not one VW Bug in the United States without a personalized plate.  These cars get on my nerves more than I should probably admit, without sounding like and obsessed nutcase.

Every time I see one, it has a license plate that somehow relates to the VW bug they are driving and it makes me want to hit them.  I am convinced that the people that drive these damn cars all belong to some kind of cult, with their cute little license plates and their weird little fake flowers in the provided fake flower holding apparatus that comes equipped in the VW Bug.  Ugghh, they get on my nerves.

If you happen to be reading this and you drive one, I am not talking about yours.  Seriously!

I have had insomnia for months now.  I mean MONTHS!  It is driving me insane.  I have no problem falling asleep, the problem is staying asleep.  I wake up every night at around 1:30am and cannot go back to sleep until 4:30am, which gives me just enough time to fall into a deep sleep right before the alarm clock goes off.

I have used all kinds of over the counter drugs to try and help, Tylenol PM, Nyquil, etc, and they now have zero effect on me.  I have been to the doctor several times and have literally broken down crying in his office, begging him to please help me sleep.  He has given me a couple samples to try and none have worked.  He finally broke down and wrote me a seven day prescription for a tranquilizer type pill, to try and “break the cycle,” and wouldn’t you know it, my damn insurance does not cover it.  I am shit out of luck, unless I want to pay like $180.00 out of my pocket for the damn pills - which I cannot break down and do.

When you are this tired, you snap at your kids more than you should, you cry about everything, you sit up all night thinking up scenarios in your head that do not exist and you drive yourself insane.  I wonder if insurance would cover inducing a coma, so I could get a little shut eye!