Long few days

Haven't slept too much. My mom is ok though so thats one thing off my mind.

I need a vacation.

 

 

Feelin super today

Well today is looking up. Things are better with the man. I don't get men. And I probably never will but hey. Breakfast was nice. And Lunch was nice too. I won't get to see my sexy man for a couple of days but at least we are OK on day three of the new regime of working out. Its going well. Belly dance is kicking me right in the belly. My stomach feel like I been punched repeatedly. Totally worth the pain. I will be measuring and getting on the scale after a week. I hope something has happened. Something good. Like 5 gone. that would be awesome. But anything down is good.

 

 

 

 

A little birdie told me

As I sit here listening to your words fall from someone else's  mouth about how I am just not worth it. It.. the aggravation of dealing with me on the daily. Well excuse me. The least you could have done was say something to me. to my fucking face. Don't spend another day looking at me asking if something is wrong with me. Buddy at that point I didn't even know you had thrown me to the fucking curb. I guess Im just here now waiting on the memo you cowardly sorry sot. Got to be some kind of record. From love of his life to the straw that broke the camels back in less then 48 hours. Gifted I am.  Whatever. As I sit and wait for the other shoe to drop. Or for me to get tired of it and throw it in his face. I guess this little non relationship has about a 4 day shelf life left. less if he actually calls or anything like that. but Im not expecting anything but a long pause. Then I call to say whats wrong you just aren't talking to me anymore. then his lame ass late as fuck "Im just not feeling you right now, can't we just be friends with benefits". Fuck you and the bus you rode in on.

 

 

Technical difficulties can get you killed.

 

After 4 days of waiting for my "call back" I wasn't going to pick  up the phone. someone called my work phone from a number I didn't recognise so I called him again.  First words out of his mouth after I broke down and called were, took you long enough. I was like. WTF I been calling you for 4 days. I wasn't even going to call today at all. He was like. what babe you know I ain't blah blah blah. Broken Sim card blah blah blah. Would have gotten your number from Matt but his daughter broke his phone blah blah blah. Well damn I mean really I know that it sounds plausible that everyone in the same house was having technical difficulties but OH MAN I still want to stab him little. But I am glad that he didn't roll out without a word to me. That shit has happened once and I still can't get over it. Damn we all have our baggage. I just wish mine wasn't all about me feeling useless, worthless, and unwanted. I mean fuck I am great. Why do I need to have these feelings. Who is this evil little voice inside me. That fucker needs a pimp slap.

 

Hump day

Well Wednesday is here. I am stuck her while the heads of families go off to my cousin's funeral delaying the results of my moms biopsy. She is unworried. Me. I am stressed beyond belief and can't sleep, am having intestinal difficulties and constant nausea. only got to wait till next Wednesday for it to be any better. I feel a cake-a-thon coming on. so much for loosing weight.

 

 

ITs a day

Really sometimes you wake up and get the feeling that the joke is on  you. I have had the my life is a joke feeling before. But here it comes again. My mom is now waiting to find out if she has cervical cancer. I don't have the resources for this nor do I have the energy to go through loosing a parent, maybe I never will. The I get to find out a close relitive on my mothers side passed away last week and the funeral is day after tomorrow. I can't go as I had to use all my vacation time to have hours on my pay check while my company was cyber fucked for a week straight. Today I've been at my desk going between silent crying and dozing off. So I am going to take my ass home and do the same.

Time marches on

Winter is coming. Halloween fast approaches, and Christmas is right around the corner. The year is slipping by. Still walking a mile to the bus in the evenings and any morning I can't get a ride. All that extra walking and I have gained weight.Well I guess I'm all ready for hibernation.

 

Moving through the day

As I sit here moving through the day. I am struck at how easily it is to get discouraged by things in life.

 

Oddities of life

Confrontation with my ex had me crying at the train station. So the guy who I thought was going to not have time to deal with my crazy ass comes through in a major way. He happened to call and came to the train station to give me a hug so I could feel better. And to tell me he needed me, not to do things for him but just needed me near him. Wanted me and that he was sorry he couldn't communicate his feelings before now. Not to say that either of us are perfect but that we can work on ourselves and us together.

 

So today I decided that I am going to blogg about my journey in all this.  I have been reading the book The Passion Test. I am about on page 90 of 280 or so right. I have had more revelations of self then when reading any other book. I plan to finish my first read of the book and then me and my best friend are going to do all the self exploration exercises in there. I want to know what the hell it is I am supposed to be doing. I am good and a lot of things. but I have never been able to hold onto a passion. Or even know what my passion is. I have a sneaking suspicion that I have always given up on my current dream as soon as anyone told me I shouldn't, couldn't, or that they didn't like it. I am very susceptible to negative influence apparently.

 

I feel oddly light today. Not that i have lost weight. but my mind doesn't feel bogged down by self doubt. Working on happy seams to agree with me. 

 

 

The big joke

Sometimes i get tired of being told to be thankful for being awakened in the morning to a terrible life. makes you feel like life's just a joke

very strange days

Sometimes I think the universe is testing me. So now I sit in limbo with a man I want. I don't mean I care for him. No I want him. to be happy and prosperous with or without me. I love this man. This oddly independent man who doesn't need me. I dont' know how to deal with a man who doesn't need me. How do you fit into some one's life who knows they don't need you. Well outside the bedroom that is. Can it all be based around our physical need for each other. I have no clue. question is can we work out a partnership based on mutual respect and feelings. I just don't know. I know I hate being without him. He reminds me to be grateful, not by saying anything, but just by being him. I feel taken care of even when he isn't doing anything. I feel understood even when I am not speaking. I feel loved by every look and rejoice in the touch of his skin.

 

 

No words

There are no words to describe the feeling. empty doesn't cover it, hollow doesn't encompass it, tired is in there in its on measure, too hard to keep going when your thought and feelings are stuck caught on the harsh reality that you are alone lonely and in way prepared for this reality. Haven't not spent more then a week single since the 5 or 6th grade its kind of a change to be single after being told you just aren't worth it. What the fuck is that supposed to mean. I am not worth it. Not to say I every thought a man would take a bullet for me or anything but apparently I am  not worth the usual relationshit bother. Fuckers are always ready to jump for a booty call but that's all I will every be to most men cause I am not worth the bother. Fuck you all. This fucking shop is closed. That's right celibacy is staring me in the eye and guess what. Its starting to look pretty fucking good after all this bullshit. Nope I have never been the booty call type. And guess what I am worth too much to sit back and have my heart played with by some sorry ass mother fuckers who just want to get their dicks wet. So sorry that my self esteem isn't gone enough to be used by yall pieces of shit but sorry my momma didn't raise no fuck whore for  you to have a good time with. Go to hell and back and maybe  you will know whats up.

 

 

 

Its just a trick

Whenever there is a bunch of things that seam to be "good" things going on in life. Its just a trick. Its the trick to get you open to hope again. All that does is cripple you when the rug is pulled out from under you. Which if history has taught us anything its that that rug is temporary and there is no bright side.  Just a dismal life filled with shit. No wonder Christianity does so well. its all about getting through the struggle of life to get to your "rewards" in the afterlife. What if that's just what was put in place to placate the masses and there are the shining few who know the truth out there somewhere that this is as good as it gets and we should have all been working on making this life better. But we didn't.

Fucker

why is it when some fuck dumps you everyone feels like its their fucking business. its hard enough going from never been dumped to 2 in 2 months. YA catching up like an Olympic runner. NOT! This may not be the worse birthday ever but it is damn sure close.

 

Its another fine monday

Hot outside already and its 6 in the morning when I am beginning this post.

After a weekend of not too crappy I'm back at work. By not too crappy I mean a visit from the hated auntie and sitting in bed watching movies. Life is kinda boring right now. but I am catching up on all the movies I missed 2007-2010. Some of them weren't bad but the disaster movies mostly all sucked.  I have an fully empty DVR this morning as well. Falling Sky's TOTAL PASS!!!! they are great. I love the harnessed kids. Depression running pretty much rampant even with medication. So right now its all about not watching anything sad. So I have sworn off the Lifetime Movie network till its over. Also watermelon Ice Cream isn't the same. But colder. Random happy thought - Purple People Eater

 

Cheated

That's all hope is. Its the promise that lays out in front of you. Your mind begins to make plans and dream of "how it could be". then it all fails and you are cheated out of it all. Usually with little to no warning.  Your mind is ripped out of the thought that anything is going to be fine. There is really no use to keeping up the charade. living without hope is just easier. I don't need fantastic men showing up just to slap me in the face with the "you aren't good enough". when what they mean is. you are fine to wet my dick but you aren't good enough for me to care. And the next bitch who say "when you are pretty its easy" I am going to fuck that bitch up. You know what being pretty has got me. I been used as a trophy. chased for conquest and left cause "you're not the kind for a relationship" apparently women think pretty women have all the men and all the men think pretty woman are going to fuck their friends. I feel lost and really wish I had stuck with my usual and kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. When you are waiting for it it hurts a little less... .... ... a little. But when you give in and start to believe the hype and buy into the shit that's when they get you really good. Then you find yourself sitting in bed in the dark wasting a Sunday on bad movies and a huge bag of chips. I will be fine but I will never again buy into the shit. Not as long as I live breath. There really is no reason to even believe any man's hype at this age. 

And its a wrap

I am here. about to turn 31 in a week or so and I am back where I was when I was 23 and fresh out of college. Single, living with my mother, broke..... Oh wait no I am worse off then when I was at 23 I am making 12 an hour instead of 21 and I have no transportation but the bus.  So nice of life to back step for me. Now I sit spinning my wheels as I have no Idea how to deal with all this. Looks like another birthday from the bottom of a bottle.

 

 

 

How to spend lotto money

 

Cash that check. Pay every bill in full that can be found consulting credit history to make sure I get every single bill.

 

Then rent a car hauler and a driver

 

drive up the highway and purchase used cars for everyone.

Me

Mom

Dad

Man

Brothers - 4

Sisters - 2

 

Contact local realtor who specializes in foreclosures.

buy everyone a house

Me

Mom

Dad

Man

Brothers - 4

Sisters - 2

 

Donate all my sensible work clothes and shoes to Dress For Success

 

Get local workers, movers, handymen, plumbers, and contractors to refit houses and make renovations.

 

 

Well life

Well life is just going right along.

low paying job... but employed.

living in a basement hole.... but I have a roof over my head.

chicken every night.... but I have food on the table.

stuck between a rock and a hard place.... but not falling into the chasm.

All in all I don't have what I want but can be thankful that i am not as bad off as I could be.

you know what

Sometimes you have to sit back and think really hard to find anything to be happy about thankful for or feel good about. I woke up this morning. I am healthy enough to walk the 3/4 mile to get to my job from the bus. And todays bus had aircondisioning. I have a job. My parents are still with me. My family is relitivly healthy. Thank you for small blessings.

 

 

 

Well I might be crazy but I warn everyone coming in

There really are no words for the fact that a much of strangers got to see me kirk out today. I mean I have more then quadrupled the number of people alive who have seen me cry in my life in one horrid morning. FML

 

This morning I had the biggest mood swing of my life. I went from screaming vehement anger to broke down crying cause nothing was ever going to be good again. And I would be damned if someone was going to tell me to calm down or that it wasn't a big deal.... the car rental people messed up my reservation. No its not that big a deal but in the middle of the mood swing EVERYTHING is a big deal.  So I guess I made it though a winter without needing them. But moving in with my family and being busted back to the state I was in when I was 18 really needs the little blue pills. I have been thinking about it a minute the muscle pain has been getting worse not better as the weather warmed this year. Happy this is going to be a long weekend. I will take the time to ramp up onto the little blues and feel better about life in general next week.

 

 

 

 

What a difference an evening makes

OK maybe sometimes when a man says its not that I just have to take care of some stuff. He may mean that shit. got off work on time for a change so I could go get pampered. Just what the doctor ordered. Yes please sit there and give me a body rub for then entire evening. I am all about that. This is why I can't stop talking about this man. what the fuck I am done. He opens doors, wants me to spend time with his friends, makes me lay the fuck down and just chill the fuck out. he calms me. oh yeah ladies and gentlemen we are all about the M I C K E Y!!! Oh Mickey you're so fine. My Mickey. damn he does put me out like a mickey. drowning and panties on the floor. LMFAO.

 

 

 

Wanted:

man who

• listens to me, who I can listen to
• cares for me and I can care about
• is a part of my life and will want me to be a part of his
• makes me want to be a better me
• encourages me and accepts encouragement from me
• believes in my dreams, will will trust me with his
• tolerates my friends at a minimum
• can communicate his likes and dislikes to me effectively
• listens
• I can believe in
• wants to be mine
• Understands me
• feels my crazy is an asset
• likes to go have fun outside
• enjoys cruises
• is as mean as me
• wants to be a team in life
• is not a spectator of life
• wants to be a better person
• can cook or is willing to clean up after I do
• can do laundry and does
• can keep a bathroom in good shape

day two

Well second full day of being cut off from 1. Well I am alive and not crying. so thats something. in the mean time i am having a ball with my mickey. but he is leaving town here soon. suck a bunch of the bad luck. I guess it will be up to jock to pick u p the slack.

 

Well if the roster wasn't so full I would be shit out of luck this week. why are so many men so afraid of a little biology. it happens every damn month and every month its like a ghost town in my place. Damn you could at least have dinner with a bitch while she feels crappy. Not that my mickey is leavin town cause of that he is working. thats just bad luck. but that first one who abandons me every fucking month. what the fuck!

 

ripped weekend

OK

 

see sometimes you got to look up and ask the universe "why you playin with me". this shit ain't cute. why is it that when I get over a dude and try to move on. that's when they want to give a fuck and talk about how much they care about you for you and love you. BLAH BLAH BULLSHIT. This mofo took 2 months to get around to that shit. I am not sure what he thinks I am supposed to do with the info. Though the polish selections were awesome. The man does have good taste. And at the moment he is asking for weekend time only so I may see about it. I don't know.  Fudgywudgy - ok so the Lion is pissed about that thought altogether. but I am not sure that I still want to be part of the pride. The costs are kinda high and I am not really good at checking in and shit like that I have never been to jail so I am not good at having a warden.

 

 

OK

Trying to make it through the day with NO MOTIVATION sucks a bunch. Well I am going to get through this day and get the fuck out a little early. Find me a man to put on my bruised feelings and go on about my week. thank all that is holy and good that tomorrow is Friday. I am not sure I could take anymore days this week.

 

 

wasted

I am not sure there is anything wrong with my issue. maybe it is the fact that I am supposed to think something is wrong with me. I have never met a man I want to have children with. I have never met a man who I wanted to have around to eternity. I have never met a man who made me blissfully happy. Never been so happy I cried. Never been filled with the joy of a man's love. I have been forgotten, unappreciated, neglected, marginalized, abused and made to feel like I wasn't enough. Where is that fucker. That bastard ass piece of a prince that the stories all say is coming. Well where the fuck is he. He is late... probably dead.

 

Not that i haven't been wanted. Being wanted is a nice substitute for love. but it doesn't last. Because it is based in parts and portions. so ya you think I'm hot sexy. Guess what You ain't along. every niggah in the club thinks I look fucking smoking in this mini.

 

Someone who truly cares. Calls you if you haven't called. comes to check on you when you are sick. Calls you if your facebook post just seamed "a little off". Nope none of that here. And I get to sit and watch all these average and ugly women happy and blissfully supported by men who actually look at them like they are the world. A man who loves them flaws and all.

 

Puzzled by the process. have never maybe will never find someone

Missing

Well now isn't this a fine predicament. been in this thing for 3 years as his chick on the side. Wow let a  change begin and a motherfucker will jump ship like no clue. What I am not allowed to have a primary relationship that I put first. Yes that does mean above your ass. You are living with another woman. I mean really do you think that i can take a commitment to you into consideration. Let me spell it out to you. You can not have a primary relationship at home and another one in the streets. No that still makes me the girl on the side. I mean I have no complaints about the perks of the position but there will not be any stupidity on my part thinking that I will be more to you ever. I am not stupid, young, foolish, or naive. You can try that story on the next one. Time well spent is never regretted. but staying too long can be a bitch on the psyche.

 

 

Monday again

Monday is here again. I am tired as all get out. But it was a good weekend. I didn't get to work at all but hey what are my evenings for anyway right. looks like i will be at work 12 hours a day for a while at least.

 

Woot vitamins.

 

Had another great weekend starting on thursday again. I think I may be addicted to a man again. what the hell. why can't i just put my mind on me some time. of well.

 

My room is spotless my kitchen is clean and my laundry is sorted into bags by wash type. I am at least on top of my house work. So I guess I am not loosing myself into this one as bad, which is good.  Today we will try to get our hair done or at least dealt with. Then tomorrow begins Laundripalooza.

 

so bored and ready for tuesday.

Wow that was a good stop to the shit

OK so the shit storm stopped with the death of a good friend. In the midst of it all I end up in the arms of a guy who used to be just a friend of years. kinda wonderful guy. shorter then i am usually attracted to, but any guy who finds you a headband to hold your hair while you throw up from the depressive bender, then proceeds to stay with you for a couple of days to make sure his boo is ok. Well its a new kinda odd start after a couple of disasters. Wow. really just wow of how ugly shit can get. Things had me so stressed I spent the first night waking up from nightmares about pain death and fear. Lots of fear. Johnny you are my superman. coming out of that shit to calm gentleness puts your mind back to reality gently. Reality where no one is hurting me or my people. Reality where I am safe and warm and cared for. I slept for 30 hours with that man. And I do mean slept. Like I was in a coma. Wake eat potty then back to the warm sleep cloud. never been cuddled that good in my life. I feel rejuvenated and just a little sleepy if you can believe that.

 

 

 

 

Well if it aint raining

Another friend to  bury.

Short walk in the rain

At least it was a short walk in the rain when my car broke down this morning. Oh yeah. I am not feeling this. I have been stuck in so many shit storms it just feels like that is the normal for my life. If something isnt going horribly wrong you aren't looking in on my day. It does get to be too much though.

 

 

Well its another day at work,

Why am I hiding at work. Well my dating life has been so bad lately I have contemplated just batting for the other team till I can get my shit together enough for a man to be bothered. What the fuck. People are supposed to be perfect or at least be perfectly happy about their situation. Guess what some of use are bitter about their situation. And constantly being told its wrong doesn't help the feeling. Constantly being told you are too negative doesn't help me feel any better about the day. I don't know how to be positive. No correction I don't know how to take the daily disappointment of being positive. at least if I am expecting the worst I get to be pleasantly surprised when something good happens.

Thoughts

why is it men profess to not want a slut. but if you don't sleep with them on the first date you never hear from them again. Well isn't this a fine ass chunk of shit we are stuck with. What they should say is they don't want a woman who is slutting it around with everyone just someone who will be their slut. What the hell. I am so sick of that shit. i am not stuck up cause i won't suck your little dick when I meet you. what the fuck. I give up. I am really done looking for Mr. Nice Guy cause him and all his nice guy friends are DEAD!

 

New favorite song

"When You're Mad"

By Ne-yo

It's just the cutest thing
When you get to fussing (cussing)
Yelling and throwing things
I just wanna eat you up
I don't mean no disrespect
When I start staring
Knowing that it makes you madder (uh, oh)
I'm sorry but seeing you mad is so sexy

[Hook]
Could it be the little wrinkle over your nose
When you make your angry face
That makes me wanna just take off all your clothes
And sex you all over the place
Could it be the lil' way you storm around
That makes me wanna tear you down
Baby, I ain't sure, but one thing that I do know is

[Chorus]
Every time you scream at me
I wanna kiss you
Baby when you put your hands on me
I wanna touch you
And when we get to arguing
Just gotta kiss you
Baby, I don't know why it's like that
But you're just so damn sexy
When you're mad

Baby, don't think I don't take you seriously
But I just can't help the fact that your attitude excites me (so exciting)
And you know ain't nothing better
Then when we get
Mad together and have angry sex (I'll blow you out)
Then we forget what we were mad about

[Hook]
Could it be the little wrinkle over your nose
When you make your angry face
That makes me wanna just take off all your clothes
And sex you all over the place
Could it be the lil' way you storm around
That makes me wanna tear you down
Baby, I'm not sure, but one thing that I do know is

[Chorus 2x]
Every time you scream at me
I wanna kiss you
Baby when you put your hands on me
I wanna touch you
And when we get to arguing
Just gotta kiss you
Baby, I don't know why it's like that
But you're just so damn sexy

Every time you scream at me
I wanna kiss you
Baby when you put your hands on me
I wanna touch you
And when we get to arguing
Just gotta kiss you
Baby, I don't know why it's like that
But you're just so damn sexy
When you're mad

Changing times

Sometimes things in your life that seam like a stable force are really the leash tying you to a big pile of shit. But you can live without it. so you remain stuck dragged down and back every day. I wish I was strong enough to do it all but I am not. Can't be

 

Past it all

Well it doesn't matter what is thought. it doesn't matter what is said. shit works out like it always does. I'm just glad I have learned something in all the time I have been here and brought my ass home. I knew you were full of shit. I feel into that crap again cause its so nice to listen to the good words as you flow um in my direction. The picture is always to great and comes down to the fact that you aren't ever actually into me. Yeah you and every other nigga on the planets trying to get his dick wet. Fuck it all. I am tired of fighting the shit. I am tired of having to feel like i am not enough for anyone good enough to be loved or to have the truth told to me. i guess in that past life I was a bad person and I don't know how to correct the stain on my soul the whole world can apparently see

NEW MAN PROBLEMS

Don't tell me I can have everything I want. I want a lot. Don't tell me you are OK with how I do what I do and are willing to enable it. Shit. How am I supposed to keep my footing  here.

 

I don't have time to be falling for some man.

 

 

February 15th

And yes we had a not great Valentine's day itself as our other had to work and so was unable to visit But we did get a great stop in on Sunday the 13th. Good friends good food and my man stopped in to take me shopping. Total treat and surprise to boot.

 

I got a killer pair of shoes a nightie set and a pound of new panties. Very nice.

 

I would have to say that is number Three. Three being the number of good valentines day gifts I have had. Two of those have come from the same man. The current record holder.

 

 

12:29pm same shit friday

Well yes we have it people. the truth about why all "African American women" are without good companionship. According to this bitch "Khadija Nassif" we should all learn to be vulnerable because men want to take care of us... What the fuck ever. Do you know any stay at home moms who are black NO YOU DON'T because we are all making the money to support ourselves and our entire family. Why you may ask... well according to this person, and I use that term lightly here, because we are trying to hold onto black men... Guess what foolish woman but I have been dating white men and hispanic men and black men since I could date; iincluding my white husband. and no it didn't get me a man who wanted to take care of me and raise a family, No hasn't made me any less an angry black women. if anything it has made me worse. because unlike most of my sisters I know the truth. All men no matter their race don't care anymore. They do nothing but take and take till you have nothing left to give anymore and so either they will leave you or you will leave them. And unlike Ms Nassif I don't think that we as black women should try to emulate asain women cause all men seam to like them. I don't give a flying fuck about trying to live my life subservient to anyone. Relationships used to be about companionship and going through life together. now this bitch tells me that I need to be someones servant to be worthy of being loved and cared for.

 

I think it is in the difference of how we perceive life. Life is a struggle and you want your equal to go trough life with. To bad there really aren't too many men black or otherwise who are as strong as a black woman. Blame it on slavery and the tendency that any strong willed black man was killed at the first sign of be uncontrollable. Blame it on the media, where the "angry black woman" is demonized and belittled. blame it on popular culture.... whoever you dicide to blame it doesn't matter to me... because I am an Angry Black Woman and I am proud to be. Funny how history overlooks meek black women but angry ones start revolutions and change. If Ms. Parks hadn't had her angry black woman pantis on that day I would still be sitting in the back of the bus.

 

So to all my angry sisters out there black white asain or otherwise. Hold onto yourself build your pride to shield you from the shit the world throws our way. And keep on dodging these halfwitted bitched out there telling the world there is somthing wrong with us.... THERE ISN'T We jsut do our thing a little differently.

 

 

9:15am shit friday

Surrounded By Inconsiderate Mother Fuckers

 

 

I awoke today to what I thought would be the most inconsiderate fuck of my day... Oh yeah I was wrong and it is only 9 in the god damn morning. My roommate who insists that the house be quiet till 10 in the morning started blasting some shitty show at 8:20 this fucking morning. I mean really is you are going to force other people to have high levels of considerations to you everyfuckingday maybe you would like to adhere to those "rules" your damn self... But I guess not its fine to inconvenience the rest of the damn world as long as you can get your beauty sleep right... FUCK OFF.

 

So I leave for work an hour early to keep from killing the bitch and off to Starbucks..... cause coffee makes things better. Hope it will kill of my fucking migraine but I doubt it. the people in there were great the girl got my drink right and I am off to feeling like the morning is going to be better.

 

So I'm off getting my jam on with the radio.. To my utter annoyance some old fuck is now in front of me gesturing at me through his fucking window and slowing way the fuck down. Guess what The world doesn't revolve around you you geriatric fucker. No one was talking to you I was singing with the radio trying to get my day back on a happy note and you fucked 5 miles of single lane traffic for 9 count them 9 cars behind you. FUCK OFF.

 

So I am now at work 45 minutes early. Thank god there are only two morning people at this company and they have been condition to know that a grunt mean Hi how you doing and they leave you the fuck alone till your coffee kicks in. And as it is Friday there are some people who don't work today. Though I wouldn't trade weekend work to get Fridays off. I don't get that one.

 

So here I am at work trying to swallow the shit that was my morning. Really people can we all just treat others with the same shit we want them on heap on us. I am at a real impasse in my mind as to why people want to deal out shit and get roses. I have spent my life doing what was expected and what was necessary to make others lives happy and what the fuck ever. no one is doing that for me. Not once not ever. It has always been my lot to have to sit and just take whatever the fuck people dealt out at me. I am tired of it.

sometimes you have to hate your life

if you never hate your life and feel like shit every day for a while how do  you know when something good comes along.