Day 1312

Nope, didn't learn a fucking thing!

(and remember, Stoney monitors this, AND shows it to Sybil). Good. How you spell "dysfunction?" A child monitoring what his parent does. And what does Sybil do?????

Come in, 50+ degs, heaters STILL on.

Last night, "all your money....." same old horseshit.

A normal spouse would be proud of accomplishments, It acts as though my position was a gift.

Then again, a victim would do just that.

Got my miles, in the rain, then Spin.

Let 'em eat that!!!!!!!

Day 1311

Ouch!

Must've torn a glute or sciatica, either way, hurting. didn't stop, got my miles, then Spin, then Total Body conditioning class (like Pilates +), but most assuredly in pain.

POURING this am, good. Stick to Spin.

Bitch actually shut OFF electric heaters during the day. Maybe, juuuuuuust MAYBE It's waking up?

...doubt it. hasn't cleaned a motherfucking thing in the basement. A fucking stranger cares more.

...and did Stoney lift a finger?

Day 1310

Me and my bud drove by, It, again, has every fucking electric heater on. Remember, yesterday was 50 degs!!!!! Its excuse? "Dry the basement." I'd had it "hot air rises moron, and how the FUCK do dryers in a totally isolated part of the house affect moisture beneath?" Lazy, stupid bitch. It'd been doing this bullshit for weeks, predating the water heater. ....but I need counseling. Take your meds and shut the FUCK up.

Get any tickets lately?????

This week'll be rough: precip off an on. So, got my miles, then Pilates.

Felt TOO good to get back to the job. THAT seems easy by comparison to Toxichouse.

Day 1309

Useless bitch

My bud comes with his peep, did the water heater. It, of course, fucked everything up. Gave me a guesstimate (remember, It IS clueless) of $300. It was $500 alone for the hardware. Funny, as long as it doesn't pay.......... TOTALLY useless. Has $1,900 for red light violations (and you can imagine how much of THAT was penalties), but can't get Its people to do a fucking thing for the house.

And of course, it is warm, and It has the heaters going-to dry the basement (how the FUCK does a heater on a totally different floor.........forget it, you know It's psycho).

Best of all, an "outsider" got to see what a shipwreck It has left in Its wake. Broken glass, hoarders type shit, nothing disposed of. When he called the scene a fire hazard, I asked whether he referred to Stoney's mother or the basement.

He even remarked "surprised she didn't make me drag it through the den." He knows what a bitch It is. Hellbent on breaking everything good. And yes, he WAS reeling @ Its continued insistence on putting the washer and dryer in the den. Fuck the bitch, put it in the living room.

If only I could live in the gym.

Day 1308

STILL a useless bitch

I come in, my bud couldn't make it, his guy got stuck on another job. Of course, Bitch tried starting shit, @ which point I told it "If you want to manage this, do so, otherwise, shut up."

Don't do a motherfucking thing (but DO stay in bed 'til 11 am!!!!!) but critique those who do. Either do or fuck off.

... But It DID teach religion (how many abortions have we had???), but I'm a liar, a hypocrite etc.....don't clean your home, don't cook for they that exist within it, but go preach shit to strangers. Go Jeeeeeesus!!!!!

The part that kills me, I accept It. IT MUST, however, pick incessantly @ me. I NEVER ever utter a negative word, until It starts with me. Normal people?: come in from the job, house is cleaned, a word of concern re: "how was your day?" Me: I get interrogated, looking for something with which to pick a fight.

I.E. yesterday I tell It, Its former place of business is closing. It calls a groupie who disputes this. Fine, fuck off, don't REALLY care. Was just making conversation (the place IS closing, It finally saw it on the news. My word apparently IS useless. Good. another reason to maintain silence).

The race? My injury didn't hamper me, only my lack of carbs-hadda take 2 walk breaks on a 4m that was flat. It's ok. More impetus to train. My peep was there, pure gentleman. How refreshing.

Long Beach was eery. Pylons were there, no boardwalk. Wow.

and the Bitch thinks IT has problems.

And remember: It has at least 2 friends who will most assuredly say "why didn't you call me," why? Because then It would be forced to give a fuck, rather than be a victim in it's own home. Useless, totally fucking useless-but endlessly critique they that get things done. (and, whatever you do, don't THINK of touching anything in the fridge) But print money for college. Good luck with THAT!

Day 1307

Synchronicity 2

My peep coming by today to check/repair/replace the water heater. You know him. No job, no home, no wife, no kids. He lives only to do things for me. Unlike Its peeps, 2 of which are plumbers.

Seriously???????

Let 'em both use cold water!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Useless bitch can't do a goddamned thing. When it's time to have something actually done, I'm useful, otherwise, not even a goddamned Christmas card.

P.S. the $1,900 for red light violations? How much was Aruba????????????????????? Enjoy your tan!

Today, Long beach. Hence, Synchronicity 2. Of all people, Football Dad texts me, asks where I'm running. Despite the rain, he wants to do it. :). Yesterday, Anita, topdaty George, nice.

Day 1306

Synchronicity

Brought my peep in to see the damage-remember-It knows people, but "they're caring for their sick wives....."  "he works..." Like my people don't have THEIR drama????? Again, did I even get a fucking Christmas card?????? And now I'm supposed to fix?

***And yes, my peep couldn't believe the SHIT It had amassed in the basement. Embarassing. Wonder if Its groupies ever saw THAT crap?????

Best yet, It tries calling on my cell. Can't internalize that that bridge is burned. Too many psycho messages left. Moron.

So, why the title?

Saw the Who with my peeps. Wow!!! And, she didn't get anything from her son either? At least she doesn't deal with the wrath of 2 dysfunctional entitled people. She and I get along very well, nothing weird, just peeps, and so nice. THEN, a GLIRC peep comes over. She'd been in the section behind us @ MSG for Neil. Really nice!!!!! What a wonderful night, until I hadda go back to Toxichouse.


BUT, It DID get Its car booted. $1900 in red light violations. WHATTHEFUCK was it thinking? The ONE thing It couldn't find a way to blame on me! (you mean ignoring a problem DOESN'T make it go away?).

Day 1305

Nope, CAN'T make this stuff up!

Stoney home from school, poor baby didn't FEEL well. And his mother enables it.

I come in after work, he's OUT!

Amazing, truly pathetic. when I challenge It, It responds "I didn't ask to be a mother." So much for "I love my son."

STILL think I make this stuff up?

ZERO responsibility. Total victim.

Got my miles, hadda. 4m race this weekend, looks like precip. For this one, there usually is. AND Spin. Felt really good.

Day 1304

PURE Bitch

I drop in, guess who's STILL in bed 2 10:45 am, THEN has the balls to give ME the third degree. Nice life, keep rock star hours, work irregularly, then whine.

THEN, after MY job, I come in, the back door is swinging in the breeze. ZERO investment in THEIR home. Remember, I wanted to seal off that same door, THEY use it as a locus for passive-aggressive behavior. Imagine-after having it repaired no less, leaving YOUR door wide open????? THEN bitch about purchasing oil?

Got my miles, crisp, chilly but not unpleasant. Then Spin in the evening, THEN Pilates. Yep, I WILL outlive 'em!

Saw my peep from Saturday, compared notes. Really a lovely experience.

Day 1303

Thank God for the gym

Vacuous day, imagine having to avoid YOUR home. Well, since I don't have a home-rahter-Toxichouse, avoidance is par for the course, knowing It was around. Stoney was there-a great thing-AND he went to the gym, attaboy. It? Nowhere. Strolls in 2 the crack of 9pm. Another AA meeting-this from the pinnacle of sobriety (drink coffee to do the Avon orders-another failure-then a sleeping pill. THEN, celebrate your anniversary. Pathetic.).

Got my miles, hit a flick (gorgeous renovated theater-recliner seats!!!), then Pilates. A great way to end the day.

Day 1302

These can be tough

"Day off," meaning, can't spend more than one second around Sybil more than I have to.

So, off I go.

The Plan: get my miles, hit the gym, hang with my peeps. (Of course) rather than cook, or buy food I can eat (THIS after losing over eggs, remember?-AND then went to the movies-guess eggs weren't that big a deal), they went out to dinner. Lazy motherfucker. And yes, with disability, these are OUR tax dollars. But I need counseling. Last night, has the heat cranked to 72, when I came downstairs with a headache,. they both look @ ME like I'M nuts. Amazing. Really amazing. Gotta go, later.

Day 1301

Glad I did

Got my miles first thing this am, WAS actually (gasp!) tempted to sleep in, until the reality of where I exist hit me, i.e. GET OUT!!!! Freezing my cojones was preferable. Then, Spin, then Conditioning. WAS gonna do the Cherry Tree 10m, but jumping back on the racing horse since The Marathon was cancelled is daunting. I really have zero motivation. Between The Event of the Year cancelled, and Bitch ragging my every move, my only solace is running alone and body conditioning.

BUT, again, God took care of me. One of the Spin peeps saw my Dead tat, turned my on to a concert featuring 3 major Dead tribute bands. THAT was the upside. the downside? It was 30+ exits away on the LIE.! I went nontheless-after yesterday with Bitch, anything other than in the same 4 walls was preferable. REALLY glad I went. What a GREAT night. With Dead peeps, everyone's instantly a friend, sat and talked with peeps who knew CATC as well as Hicksville. The Spin peeps were great, and the bands were awesome. GREAT venue as well, I'd never been. Nice and small, AND got an aisle seat. Really fun.

This whole "being social" thing, can't let one Bitch get to ya.

Bitch

(this is NOT fiction)

Came in, It's shitting a pill-intended to make bacon and eggs for Stoney-FINALLY noticed-after 3 days of none being there, we had no eggs. Might wanna WAKE UP!

Of course this translated into "all my friends say,"  "where does all your money go..." SAME SHIT.

Imagine your every detail played out to people who never hear both sides-and all over eggs???!!! Of course, not mentioning my vitamins It stole from the fridge and stashed in ziploc bags. But I need counseling?

Pure bitch.

And yes, ranting abojut everything that needs fixing.

Take note: I'm fixing NOTHING. If this is how I'm treated, motivate me FIRST. Might wanna make the guy who pays the mortgage welcome in his own home.

Fucking unhappy bitch.

Its feeling are not my problem. The door works very well, use it.

And this day's fun came after teaching (no joke) RELIGION!!!!!!!

What WOULD Jesus do?????????????

Hypocrite.

Day 1300

:)

Got my miles yesterday, Spin after-elf directed), unfortunately needyinstructor/stalker popped up. Doing a new class during my self directed Spin time. Oh well. Still, a good morning.

Then...THEN........ METAL. Not JUST Metal, THRASH! @ my fave venue no less! What a great night! Pix below.

And tonight (snow predicted, again, grrrrrrrr) Dead tribute band-IF the show must in fact go on. We'll see.

Day 1299

Happy ___________ Day

So, no Valentine anything. Didn't get Stoney a card for the Bitch based on his demeaning Christmas comments (imagine a son backing a LACK of even a card for his father???). Amazing.

Snow yesterday? Stayed as rain. Thank you GOD!!!!!

More imp't peeps on the job retiring-none of us getting any younger, this one-my supervisor. An amazing person. I remember when we were both ad's. Wow.

Sybil moved some hoarders stuff outta Its car, buried within: ziploc bags full of my vitamins. Is this a psycho or what? Taken from when I kept them in the fridge, purely to be malicious. Bad enough it doesn't buy 'em for me, now add stealing them, for the sake of stealing them.

Still think I make this stuff up?

Day 1298

deja vu

Def of insanity: doing the same thing over and over......

Late last evening circuit breaker is tripped. Sybil, again. Moron. and, yes again, rather than take responsibilility, "if the electricity was rewired when we got the house....." frightening. Also, remember, two of her "friends" are electricians.

dodged a bullet this am, was s'posed to snow 1-4 inches yesterday 9pm into this am, stayed as rain. Nice. Get my miles AND Spin class.

Happy Valentines's day! It's gift, right next to my Christmas present.

Fortunately, God-again-took care of me. Same peep who got us Who tickets (when was the last time any of Sybil's peeps did this-and remember, I used to get us ALL concert tix til I got fed up. won't ticketmaster sell to THEM as well???) texted asking if i was doing Coogan's. Bless my Valentines peep.

Day 1297

so much for THAT

Was pissed Yoko's hub wasn't down for the 3 x 2's, God-again-took care. they're CANCELLED! Site can't host as they're not dug out. Good, fuck it.

Got my miles, then Spin + Conditioning class. Think I made the msot of my gym membership?

Again, looking forward to the weekend. Thrash concert friday, Dead tribute saturday. Nice.

Sybil? Moron. Insists on leaving the electric heater ( "I got us oil!!!") plugged in ALL DAY with NO ONE HOME! This from the same idiot who insists on parading thru my den rather than use the closer side door to NOT WALK the dog, rather, throw him in the backyard.

Frightening.

...but I need counseling..................

Day 1296

Schmutz

After the ridiculous snowfall, rain, then 45+ degrees. Streets are beyond funky.

Good news? The Line is clear. Some ice spots, but clear. That + Pilates last night and I was ok.

Spoke with Tom, no longer brotherfromanothermother. It's official, Yoko got him. I called to ask if he was doing the 3 x 2's, his response : "wasn't planning on it, but if you really need us." Later dude.

Day 1295

no goals

Yesterday evening, quiet, peaceful. Dug the BITCH out.

This evening, It comes in, raging, again. Really schizo. Demanding answers, inciting drama. I wasn't having it. Be sick on your own. Before, it was due to the "I'm sick" bullshit, playing the victim yet again. This evening, it was after sorting out its feelings, of course the result: I need to go to counseling, why won't I go to counseling.....you know, the same old bullshit.

The problem: It has nothing to live for, no goals. you'd THINK Its son would be the ultimate, but It spends all Its time self involved-when not at some fucking aa meeting, Its on the phone with the asshole who tells It what It wants to hear.

Amazing.

Ask what It wants out of life, no clear answer. Ask what it wants to accomplish this week, no answer. Useless. no plan, haphazard everything.

And no, no clear answer re: why Stoney'd dig 3 feet pf snow, hell bent on the dog traipsing through my den to go to the backyard, when the side door would'a been much easier. Can't admit Its hell bent on my den.

Get a fucking life. DO something (CLEAN your house???????????????????).

Day 1294

asshole


Little stinker is still monitoring my internet access.

What he doesn't get is, I'm monitoring HIS!

Fool actually thinks I'm accountable to him??????? GREAT parenting on Sybil's part, It sits and critiques, does nothing. No prob. Next comment he makes, internet goes.

Has zero respect.

But wait, it gets better!

He stormed outta the house because HE was listening in on a conversation I was having with his mother (like he has a right to listen in???????? THEN will accuse me of violating HIS (privacy?????? YOU'RE NOT 18, YOU HAVE NO PRIVACY). It was about his marijuana abuse. So, it's ok for him to tell his friends he was gonna beat me up (right, go for it asshole), but I can't speak with his mother. Wait til an attempt from First Bank of Dad is attempted. Not happening.

And in return, Sybil (I guarantee it) will-god forbid It cooks, buy him all the junk food he wants (munchies???) and chinese food.

Punk.

*Concert yesterday: postponed. LIE was SHUT DOWN. Good, better safe......

**Gym: closed.

***Neighbor across the street came by with his snowblower to help me dig out a parking spot. God bless him. Stoney bogarted the shovel to go make a buck (did all of 1 house, but hadda give him credit), unfortunately, didn't dig out where I park. To his credit, he DID shovel the sidewalk and his mother's car. He IS a great kid, but suffers from a laissez faire mother and-frankly-being a teenager. It'd rather critique than actyually DO anything, hence, I'm the bad guy. No problem, I'm used to it. When I did I know I'll have made a difference, not insisted on being a perpetual helpless victim.

Day 1293

GRRRRR!!!!!

Like I don't have enough shit to deal with, 15 inches of snow. Fuck. Gym better be open  ;)


Tonight supposed to his a concert out East, we'll see if the "show must go on"........or not?

Day 1292

"Toxichouse?"

It buys oil=we STILL use the electric heaters 1)because I pay the electric bill and 2)It's afraid of having to buy another load. Useless bitch.

So, this am SNOW (like, a foot) is predicted. So, whattodo? Whattodo? Get up WAY predawn (3:30, beat the precip), hit the asphalt, get my miles, then the gym-for what has become my favorite Spin class-instructorless. Self directed, just me and my I Pod. LOVE it. No posers, no time wasters.

Day 1291

Here IT comes

Snow predicted, REAL snow, for tomorrow am into Sat pm. Sucks. Had plans for Sat night, we'll see.

Makes each day beforehand more valuable.

Had the first club meeting with the new bored last night. passing of the torch. Couldn't stay for the membership meeting, but was glad the social sec brought up the dinner dance, i.e. it's played out. True. it really needs an adrenaline injection. Though I DID stay for a whole hour (weeeeee daddy!!!!).

6.5 + Spin + weights. This am, the same in anticipation of the snow.

Day 1290

Good evening!

Snow stopped, started just enough to be a pain, nothing to even shovel, but juuuuust enough to disrupt traffic.

Funny, since Its last medical issue, Its been behaved. so this is what it takes?

Looking forward to the weekend. Saturday a band a peep recommended is playing, might stay over.

Yesterday, 5, then Pilates. LOVE that sauna!!!!! Always tell the gym peeps when the temps dip below freezing, double the membership fee.

Day 1289

Back to work

Had the relays, now it was the start of the week, back to it!!!

Housekeeper out 'tiol thurs, no matter, roll up the sleeves n' get to what needs to be done. No Ivory Towers @ my gig.

7 miles-COLD and windy, but knowing the sauna @ the gym awaited, I was ok.

Then in the evening, Pilates. A good day!!!

Day 1288

Knew it!!!

It has lung cancer. Great. No life insurance, no means of support.We're fucked. thank GOD I have my gig. And Stoney? Leaves yesterday HUGE water pipe in hand. Starting to feel like Macy in Shameless. Amazing, and people think I Make this shit up.

Had our club's third annual Super Bowl 3 x 1 relays yesterday. Really fun. Downside? Shows who your friends are. Peeps can't even run a fucking mile???????? Pathetic. But, I was there, it was a blast!

Day 1287

Brisk chilly run in the am, 6.5-nice, followed by Spin. Was a good class, not the usual instructor, but a sub. Still worthy.

Then, hit a couple-a movies (Sybil was in, hadda avoid Toxichouse), then home. Stoney reeking, can't wait until his next arrest.

It finally strolls in @ the crack of 10pm ("I buy all the food"-there's friggin' cereal and cold cuts, really nutritious bitch!), and wants to know why It doesn't have my cell phone number. Amazing. Really. Buy a fucking mirror!!!!!

Day 1286

HELLUVA week

Peeps @ the job really acting out. Apparently they don't value gainful employment. Pity. We have the best jobs on earth, most secure/well paid/great benefits/each day we have the chance to make a difference in people's lives. these folks??? Useless.

It? Makes a big deal outta getting oil, what's on this am? Electric heaters. Panicking a bit are we? Ok for ME to pay the electric bill, but go full tilt loco because you actually did something.

No matter, today I run, then Spin. Life is good.

Day 1285

Tit for tat

Hit The Line, was a BEAUTIFUL MORNING-especially for January. Shorts and long sleeves. Then Spin class. One of my faves-only usually 2 or 3 of us. Fat people don't like getting up early. Waiting for the January people to disappear-the New Year's resolution people who plague the gym, take up needed space, then split come Feb 1.

It-being It's usual self. Resents paying for oil. How do I know? It HAS to have SOMETHING to break my balls over, i.e. when I was putting together Stoney's b-ball net "is it finished yet? when will it be ready? is it finished yet?" Now It's breaking my shoes first over the water heater "I got us oil, you..." asshole.