Not a bad way to age
Did a 5k In Flushing Meadows. Just an excuse to NOT take a day off before today's 1/2. And, since it was Queens, hadda do it. Turns out, was a small local race, with Curtis! Nice.
Now, I WAS concerned. Could I break 30, while taking it easy enough to not get injured (remember, 2 short years ago I couldn't do Flushing Meadows without walk breaks. Hell, a month ago I couldn't do shit without a walk break.). So, intended to just go out and have fun.
I won my age group!!!!! Last race as a 53 year old, came in second, 28 minutes, 9:05 pace. NIIIICE!!!!
Sunday, October 6, 2013
Saturday, October 5, 2013
Day 1591
Pure total bitch
WAS Saturdays-when BitchTwat used to go mental, now apparently it's Friday too (is THIS how one mentally decays? The psycho days increase?). I come in, first asked a lame question about a pan-that was the setup, then taxes? Oil? "give me $$$" "None of my friends....." Twat.
But wait, I have an answer. This year, get my solo taxes done. This way, if It wants a copy of the taxes, It can use Its own! PLUS, PAY YOUR OWN FUCKING TAXES. Remember, since we filed jointly last year, I paid for It!!!!! It has ZERO deductions from Its check. Loves to screw me.
Now let that sink in. It never said "I have paper to fill out for Keith's college." Rather "I need a copy of your taxes." Right. Then get them done yourself.
I guess that was Its way of thanking me for paying.
This from the person who sits in the backyard sunning (after surviving cancer, get SUN?????), in the midst of dogshit which you will never pick up, from a dog you never walk. But focus on what your psychotic brain told you I needed to give up.
Right.
All this for a healthy 18 year old who never worked, for whom a month and a half salary would pay tuition. Better to take him shopping on someone else's dime.
Right.
WAS Saturdays-when BitchTwat used to go mental, now apparently it's Friday too (is THIS how one mentally decays? The psycho days increase?). I come in, first asked a lame question about a pan-that was the setup, then taxes? Oil? "give me $$$" "None of my friends....." Twat.
But wait, I have an answer. This year, get my solo taxes done. This way, if It wants a copy of the taxes, It can use Its own! PLUS, PAY YOUR OWN FUCKING TAXES. Remember, since we filed jointly last year, I paid for It!!!!! It has ZERO deductions from Its check. Loves to screw me.
Now let that sink in. It never said "I have paper to fill out for Keith's college." Rather "I need a copy of your taxes." Right. Then get them done yourself.
I guess that was Its way of thanking me for paying.
This from the person who sits in the backyard sunning (after surviving cancer, get SUN?????), in the midst of dogshit which you will never pick up, from a dog you never walk. But focus on what your psychotic brain told you I needed to give up.
Right.
All this for a healthy 18 year old who never worked, for whom a month and a half salary would pay tuition. Better to take him shopping on someone else's dime.
Right.
Friday, October 4, 2013
Day 1590
Because I can
Yesterday, ass draggin'. REALLY didn't wanna lace 'em up. But I did, got my miles. Good. When it's nice out and you're fed and rested, easy to go for a run. When your ass is draggin'...THAT'S when you see what you're made of. Got my miles. Good.
....and thereafter, the day went well. Odd that. ;)
Yesterday, ass draggin'. REALLY didn't wanna lace 'em up. But I did, got my miles. Good. When it's nice out and you're fed and rested, easy to go for a run. When your ass is draggin'...THAT'S when you see what you're made of. Got my miles. Good.
....and thereafter, the day went well. Odd that. ;)
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Day 1589
Jeeeez!
PAINFUL club meeting yesterday.
Anytime we gather to discuss race proceeds, it SUCKS. Last night was no dif. Only wrinkle: people walked out, as in: they knew what the meeting was about, then (bored members included) decided to be selfish and boogie. Assholes. Best of all: each asshole who boogied no longer runs.
Ahem, this IS a running club.
So yes, got my miles. Kept me sane.
PAINFUL club meeting yesterday.
Anytime we gather to discuss race proceeds, it SUCKS. Last night was no dif. Only wrinkle: people walked out, as in: they knew what the meeting was about, then (bored members included) decided to be selfish and boogie. Assholes. Best of all: each asshole who boogied no longer runs.
Ahem, this IS a running club.
So yes, got my miles. Kept me sane.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Day 1588
Payday!
Second payment on Stoney's tuition due. Now, remember: Sybil freaked (as usual, leaving everything until late) re: his tuition, called my bro. Now also remember, who said-since Stoney was an embryo "save half, spend half," and the response I got? So, Sybil CHARGED the first tuition installment (remember Keith, if YOU can see anything I do online, anything anyone ELSE does can also be seen). It charges HIS tuition, as he has $ my bro gave him, which in a little over a month has seen $2,000 vanish. Expensive habits. The one $81 book purchased remains on the dining room table. Not even mentioning the kindness of my bro paying for his smoke. Well done.
...but I'm Satan.
A perfectly healthy male not working, living off others due to his enabler. Nice deal.
So, yes, got my miles. Freedom felt good.
And no, neither of them gives a fuck about me, and it's ok. they reap what they sow.
Second payment on Stoney's tuition due. Now, remember: Sybil freaked (as usual, leaving everything until late) re: his tuition, called my bro. Now also remember, who said-since Stoney was an embryo "save half, spend half," and the response I got? So, Sybil CHARGED the first tuition installment (remember Keith, if YOU can see anything I do online, anything anyone ELSE does can also be seen). It charges HIS tuition, as he has $ my bro gave him, which in a little over a month has seen $2,000 vanish. Expensive habits. The one $81 book purchased remains on the dining room table. Not even mentioning the kindness of my bro paying for his smoke. Well done.
...but I'm Satan.
A perfectly healthy male not working, living off others due to his enabler. Nice deal.
So, yes, got my miles. Freedom felt good.
And no, neither of them gives a fuck about me, and it's ok. they reap what they sow.
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Day 1587
????????????
Sybil breaking my balls for tax papers (funny, I paid taxes on ITS income, and yet MY balls get broken. AND, who does the taxes???) It finally noticed (2nd week in September) that it was past time to get Stoney's financial aid papers submitted. So, naturally, everything MUST hinge on me, Satan. Of course, it could all be done online-remember Its computer classes? Really paid off didn't it (anything to NOT lift a finger in the house). So, here he is October 1, nothing going on. No job, no loan, nothing. Best of all, he has $3,000 in the bank. Started as $5,000 (Yes, Keith, if you can see all I do online, guess what, so can I), my brother was a great enabler. No job, no savings, yet smokes daily, and best yet: Bitch takes him shopping. But my tax forms are the center of attention. right.
Dumbass forgot my tax guy is in Vermont until April.
God forbid Stoney actually gets a job.
So, with this season upon us, temps are amazing. REALLY nice to run well and not sweat. starting to get back into form. Doesn't suck at all!
And yes, piles of Its crap ALL OVER still. 3 weeks now. Can barely see out the bedroom window.
Pig.
Sybil breaking my balls for tax papers (funny, I paid taxes on ITS income, and yet MY balls get broken. AND, who does the taxes???) It finally noticed (2nd week in September) that it was past time to get Stoney's financial aid papers submitted. So, naturally, everything MUST hinge on me, Satan. Of course, it could all be done online-remember Its computer classes? Really paid off didn't it (anything to NOT lift a finger in the house). So, here he is October 1, nothing going on. No job, no loan, nothing. Best of all, he has $3,000 in the bank. Started as $5,000 (Yes, Keith, if you can see all I do online, guess what, so can I), my brother was a great enabler. No job, no savings, yet smokes daily, and best yet: Bitch takes him shopping. But my tax forms are the center of attention. right.
Dumbass forgot my tax guy is in Vermont until April.
God forbid Stoney actually gets a job.
So, with this season upon us, temps are amazing. REALLY nice to run well and not sweat. starting to get back into form. Doesn't suck at all!
And yes, piles of Its crap ALL OVER still. 3 weeks now. Can barely see out the bedroom window.
Pig.
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