from The Daily Beacon:

No Love: The board of Courtney Love's condo is filing a lein against her property for failing to pay thousands of dollars in maintenance and late fees. That's what happens when no one buys your records.Like I don't have enough problems. They have to be bitchy about it, too. I'm sick of the bitchiness ( Read more... )

Bet you all forgot I existed, didn't you? Well, guess what. Courtney lives ( Read more... )

I'll be back in court again in a little over a month - Sept. 30th. Yay. Fun. Really ( Read more... )

So, I'm gonna be stuck in rehab for the next 18 months. Look forward to a whole lot of boring, pointless updates from me about group therapy and marvellous breakthroughs.

Like it's gonna help. Really. Sometimes I don't even know why I bother.

I am not insane. No matter what they've been saying in the news, I'm not.

Though because of all of this, I'm not even allowed to sleep in the same house as my daughter. They think I'm an unfit mother. She's staying with my stepfather, and they get along, which is great.

But I'm hating it. She's my kid, dammit.

The way things are going, I don't know if I'm going to make it to any court appearances this week. The only reason I'm able to update is because lucky me, I had someone bring me my laptop. Without something to do in here, I'd be going seriously insane.

*sighs* Suffice it to say that not everything's going so well with me.

( in case you don't believe me... )

I'm still in the hospital, although a different one than I was in. Not much to say, really, but in case anyone cares, I'm still alive.
My fans are pretty cool, though - they sang "Happy Birthday" to me when I was in the hospital.

And no, I don't want to talk about why I was there.

It has been a sucky few days, even moreso than usual for me lately. I'm updating from the hospital, because I'm in pain. Lots of fucking pain. But it doesn't really matter how shitty I feel, since I'm due in court again on Thursday. Don't these people have anything better to do than follow me around? God.

P.S. Being 40 is definitely not helping me

Happy birthday to me. I suck. Life sucks.

I know I haven't been updating - can you guess why? I'm trying to straighten out my life, or at least get something back into place. Nothing is, now.

Is screwing up all I can do? Lately, I'm beginning to think so, though I know I'm capable of so much more. God, when did I start sounding like someone's

Rehab sucks. Not like I didn't know what to expect, but I don't want to be here. I've got chills and shakes and aches in places I didn't even know existed.

But I can't bust out, cuz then I'd really be fucked.

I have to stay if I want my life back.... right?

This is a hint to tell me that it's okay if I leave, if there's any possible chance that ( Read more... )