REEEEALLY hurt
Back to Toxichouse yesterday, no one there, peace.
Then...THEN...Shebitch enters, starts rummaging around, decides It doesn't like where my things are in a kitchen cabinet, thus, they need to be moved. Amazing. Utterly amazing. What a total bitch. Under the guise of "I can't reach other shelves," It arbitrarily decides I have to move my things. Of course I answered, "after 10 years you shrank???" It proceeded on Its tear, I moved my things. NOT to enable, but to call its bluff, as in "if this is what it takes to shut you up, so be it." of course that didn't work. Bitch kept on. Pure, unadulterated bitch. "My friends....." again, I responded "even Pete and Angela are hip to your shit, get real." What a total bitch. Imagine you come home to find your thigns moved. Like I have no right. Amazing. Utterly, totally amazing.
And, this am??? Wake up to apple peels all over the floor!!! Don't clean up, leave it for the ants. Fucking pig. (ok to leave apple remains all over the floor, but decide @ your mental worst that you-the great one-has a divine right to NOT like where a given item is stored. Wow). Could ya' BE more psycho?????
Thank GOD for running. This am, 60+ degs, how lovely!!!!! (and to top it off, every friggin' window @ Toxichouse shut!!! Told ya', a friggin' Petri dish!!!!!).
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
day 960
will have to do for now
Got up, off and on showers predicted for the am. Got to the job...and...RAIN. So, what to do, what to do? Again, leave it to God and the results must be ok. Turns out the gym now opens @ 5 am!!! Yay!!!! So, got my ellip on, and STILL got to the job stupid early. (of course, God DOES have a sense of humor. I walk outta the gym, no rain. Funny, real funny.).
Nice to be flexible.
*Fighting off a cold, living @ Toxichouse, it ain't easy-living in a petri dish. Whenever I try to open a window, the two living @ the retirement home raise a ruckus. You'd think fresh air was anathema.
Got up, off and on showers predicted for the am. Got to the job...and...RAIN. So, what to do, what to do? Again, leave it to God and the results must be ok. Turns out the gym now opens @ 5 am!!! Yay!!!! So, got my ellip on, and STILL got to the job stupid early. (of course, God DOES have a sense of humor. I walk outta the gym, no rain. Funny, real funny.).
Nice to be flexible.
*Fighting off a cold, living @ Toxichouse, it ain't easy-living in a petri dish. Whenever I try to open a window, the two living @ the retirement home raise a ruckus. You'd think fresh air was anathema.
Monday, March 12, 2012
day 959
WHEW
This weekend was really tough. Shebitch raging about pretty much everything. Case in point: It blows a circuit pretty much everyday. I thus have to reset my clock pretty much everyday. I thus adjust the clock on the range, as payback. A normal person a)wouldn't blow the same circuit daily b)would simply reset the clock. Not MentalBitch. Rather, rage about how I need a meeting (nice inventory taking there/nice keeping the focus), when's the last time I attended a meeting...of course, I finally replied "when you start working the program." As in: "how important is it," as in "just reset the fucking clock!!!! No, better to use that as an excuse to rage on. Bitch. And THAT came after "cooking," meaning: peeling apples, leaving the peels-literally-all over the floor. Told you, bitch is mental. Kept humming the Elton song "someone saved my life tonight" as my main peep was there for me Saturday night. Friends of the Hicksville Library is always there. Gonna be 27 years this April. THAT'S a peep!
But this am, I ran. Life, again, is good.
This weekend was really tough. Shebitch raging about pretty much everything. Case in point: It blows a circuit pretty much everyday. I thus have to reset my clock pretty much everyday. I thus adjust the clock on the range, as payback. A normal person a)wouldn't blow the same circuit daily b)would simply reset the clock. Not MentalBitch. Rather, rage about how I need a meeting (nice inventory taking there/nice keeping the focus), when's the last time I attended a meeting...of course, I finally replied "when you start working the program." As in: "how important is it," as in "just reset the fucking clock!!!! No, better to use that as an excuse to rage on. Bitch. And THAT came after "cooking," meaning: peeling apples, leaving the peels-literally-all over the floor. Told you, bitch is mental. Kept humming the Elton song "someone saved my life tonight" as my main peep was there for me Saturday night. Friends of the Hicksville Library is always there. Gonna be 27 years this April. THAT'S a peep!
But this am, I ran. Life, again, is good.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
day 958
and now, for something NOT completely different.....
So, Shebitch rages that (gasp!!) I cooked something that was in the fridge. I wake up, It went shopping! So, what the FUCK was the fuss about????? Pure unadulterated bitch (feel free to substitute the C word).
So, to escape, called my peep I'd known for almost 30 years. We went to see the Eddie Murphy movie. Sucked, but who cares, the company was great!
This am, 10k in Eisenwhower.
...what the Bitch (or Stoney) don't get is: I hang @ Toxichouse for a reason. Don't HAVE to, but CHOOSE to. There are other places I COULD be, but a male presence must be there. Shebitch ALWAYS hangs with friends rather than fam. I won't play that way. Why be a parent if that's your game???
So, Shebitch rages that (gasp!!) I cooked something that was in the fridge. I wake up, It went shopping! So, what the FUCK was the fuss about????? Pure unadulterated bitch (feel free to substitute the C word).
So, to escape, called my peep I'd known for almost 30 years. We went to see the Eddie Murphy movie. Sucked, but who cares, the company was great!
This am, 10k in Eisenwhower.
...what the Bitch (or Stoney) don't get is: I hang @ Toxichouse for a reason. Don't HAVE to, but CHOOSE to. There are other places I COULD be, but a male presence must be there. Shebitch ALWAYS hangs with friends rather than fam. I won't play that way. Why be a parent if that's your game???
Saturday, March 10, 2012
day 957
...seemed like a good idea @ the time...
Did the Smithtown 5k this am. More to reconnect with my Long Island peeps than anything else. bumped into Anita, she invited me to the movies, I declined thinking...well..what the FUCK was I thinking???
After the run, went back to Toxichouse where I got torn yet ANOTHER new one for (gasp) cooking something that was in the fridge. This was met with "I was going to cook that for Keith..." of course. Thereafter, "no wonder he....." guilt me out. FUCK it. Screw 'em both. Fed up with the whole shit bag. How the HELL am I supposed to know this??? Imagine cooking something in your fridge? Amazing.
Did the Smithtown 5k this am. More to reconnect with my Long Island peeps than anything else. bumped into Anita, she invited me to the movies, I declined thinking...well..what the FUCK was I thinking???
After the run, went back to Toxichouse where I got torn yet ANOTHER new one for (gasp) cooking something that was in the fridge. This was met with "I was going to cook that for Keith..." of course. Thereafter, "no wonder he....." guilt me out. FUCK it. Screw 'em both. Fed up with the whole shit bag. How the HELL am I supposed to know this??? Imagine cooking something in your fridge? Amazing.
Friday, March 9, 2012
day 956
bitch
Guess who's car is-again-dead. Right. And I'm THRILLED.
Was ready to give Stoney a lift to school, minutes later, still in the driveway. Good. Fuck her.
Now, why the glee @ another's misfortune? I've been trying to suck it up and be cool toward the bitch, but it's-repeatedly-failed.
I.E. last night: It HAS to make it a point to shut the window in the bedroom It hasn't slept in in years, after making a point to intrude-thus disturbing my sleep. It makes a point to do this periodically.
This am, I'm attempting to make conversation, in view of It's current misfortune, and the response "oh, now you wanna talk after..." Fuck It. Let It rot in Its misery.
This am, got my miles, did ok. Felt really good. Almost short sleeves, but not quite there.
(even offered to give Stoney a lift to school, he declined. I'm the bad guy, remember).
Guess who's car is-again-dead. Right. And I'm THRILLED.
Was ready to give Stoney a lift to school, minutes later, still in the driveway. Good. Fuck her.
Now, why the glee @ another's misfortune? I've been trying to suck it up and be cool toward the bitch, but it's-repeatedly-failed.
I.E. last night: It HAS to make it a point to shut the window in the bedroom It hasn't slept in in years, after making a point to intrude-thus disturbing my sleep. It makes a point to do this periodically.
This am, I'm attempting to make conversation, in view of It's current misfortune, and the response "oh, now you wanna talk after..." Fuck It. Let It rot in Its misery.
This am, got my miles, did ok. Felt really good. Almost short sleeves, but not quite there.
(even offered to give Stoney a lift to school, he declined. I'm the bad guy, remember).
Thursday, March 8, 2012
day 956
strange, but ok
Had the bored, then membership, meetings last night. REALLY hate meetings, they ALWAYS waste time. But, held it, and that in itself is good.
Why did it suck? The usual people manifesting the usual dysfunction. I.E. the 'roid who has to come to the meeting just to register his displeasure. Please people, if you bring nothing to the table, don't come at all.
This am? BEAUTIFUL. Amazing to have upper 50's. Shorts, long sleeves. Really hit the spot!
Had the bored, then membership, meetings last night. REALLY hate meetings, they ALWAYS waste time. But, held it, and that in itself is good.
Why did it suck? The usual people manifesting the usual dysfunction. I.E. the 'roid who has to come to the meeting just to register his displeasure. Please people, if you bring nothing to the table, don't come at all.
This am? BEAUTIFUL. Amazing to have upper 50's. Shorts, long sleeves. Really hit the spot!
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