absit iniuria verbis*

so... George Carlin died ...
when i heard the news i was working, and there was a little shock and a feeling of loss, because he did something i never felt able to do ...

George could get pissed off in a way that took us all along for the ride... but it wasn’t about anger it was always about amused frustration... i was reminded of times when i would just let the geyser flow and rant and rave and scream and hop up and down .. until the little guy inside me would start to laugh and i’d have to walk away for fear of bursting into giggles...

In my attempt to grapple zennishness to the ground and figure four it into submission i have often turned the anger and frustration aside or left it to a quiet time when i can rally against the storm...

But today .. i think i will vent a little...
This is for , in no particular order, people i work with, people i have dated, people i have wanted to date, people who have wanted to date me, people i have cut off or thrown out of the bar, people who have worked for me... people in general, me, and my cat!


ARGH FU_K!!!!!

No we cannot be friends, yes i take it personally, how dare you assume that i wont take it personally.. it’s personal...

You cut yourself in the bathroom when we fight and then hide it , knowing full well that at some point i will find the scars and know why and when you did...


Whining about life while doing nothing to change it is not a viable way to live

It is not someone elses fault! It is yours! You knew what you were doing when you did it... and then looking at the mess needed a scapegoat!

I think telling me the only time we were intimate was because you were drunk ( while it may be true ) is a bit fu_king cruel... and for the record there is no amount of alchohol that will make me willing to sleep with someone if i don’t want to to begin with ...i may be easy but i am not an idiot

I do not think of you that way , i will never think of you that way , i have told you why i don’t think of you that way, and when you get into my bubble it makes me angry and a little nauseous

Just because you wanted to is not an acceptable excuse... we all have to do things we don’t want to do , and most of us fuc_king do them because we know that is life and life requires getting up to our knees in offal ...

I don’t believe your lies, nor am i amused by them, tell me the truth and lets deal with that first.

I don’t care if you have a lisp, speech impediments do not affect the fact you are staggering, screaming, and generally being an ass...

It’s not about your race , your religion, your clothing, your haircut, your lifestyle, your sexual orientation.. it’s because you are an asshole

I don’t care who you know, who your friends are, how much you make, how much you are going to spend here, how big your fist is, or if you have my boss/god/mum/satan/owner on speed dial... i’m doing my goddamn job and you are goddamn well gonna walk out that goddamn door if i have to drag you by the goddamn feet...

You may be a visible minority but that don’t mean you get to be a fu_king jerk to everyone around you and when they smack you blame the fact that you are a visible minority,

Learn just how much booze you can drink until you become the type of person who needs to be shot in the gut and left in a ditch to die.. then don’t drink that much!

If i say i am busy it means fu_k off.

Do you really think i do all the little extra things because i am a nice person? Maybe i want a little payback once in a while

You are just in it for the money, and while i spend every fu_king waking moment working on this stupid fu_king project you give me a few hours a week playing dressup and then.. when i give you a little money ( out of my own fu_king pocket ) you repay me by skipping a shoot that you assured me you would be at !!!

I have a right to be angry , don`t tell me i don`t , i may not have the right to kill you and bury you in a shallow grave... but i goddamn well have a right to feel the way i feel ...

I respect your relationship , i really do , but when all you can do is whine about how they bring you down , why the hell are you with them...

If i gave you an inch and you took a foot should i just knock you out

Don`t look at every thing i have done, every thing i have spent hours doing and then say .. it`s not that great when you know full well you can`t even begin to do it

Stop being petty and small and stupid

Stop trying to feel better about yourself by dragging everything down around you

QUIT MEOWING AT ME!!!!!

MOTHERFU_KER!!!!


Ahhhhhh
Feels good
Now for a spot of tea



*let injury by words be absent