So, lately I’ve wanted to do nothing but scream and possibly murder a number of people who believe that they’ve done nothing to further my sorrow/pain/suffering/whatever. As a result, I’ve taken to listen to the following songs repeatedly, hoping to achieve catharsis through music.
And for those musically impaired:
This probably goes without saying for every sane man in the universe, but I just happened upon the reality of dealing with women. I must say, in hind sight it was not at all surprising; however, I just didn’t actually see it coming. Although this even wasn’t recent, somehow I still feel like a fucking idiot for even entertaining this stupidity. Probably shouldn’t be writing about it either, because well people are going to read it and say, “Wow, you need to get over it.” I am over it, I’m indifferent to the situation at this point, I have a good life, but I think that some of the things that have happened to me in the past have contributed to why I don’t feel anything. You know, that hollow thing I have going on inside. Some of that is my childhood, some of that is my dealing with people as a teen up until the last few years. I know there’s something wrong – I’m just trying to identify it.
What it boils down to, is during a portion of the relationship she was seeing someone else, sleeping with this person, and lying to me about it. I mean, I asked. I pointedly asked about this person and she just lied. This guy knew who I was, knew that this girl and I were together, and kept right on at it. Now, can I blame him for that? Not really, because he’s just doing what a guy does; however, the girl? She’s a whore, and a liar. Women always have the final say in what’s going to happen between themselves and a man, and apparently “I’m with someone, and fucking you seems like a bad idea.” wasn’t one of them.
Do you know the bitch had the nerve to cry, when I started asking and got upset about the situation? I mean really? Are you fucking serious? How is it, you get to cry and be upset, for doing the stupid? Why is it I can’t be upset because you are a total fuck up? I don’t understand that. What’s humorous to me though, is that this whore actually told me that she meant to tell me, but didn’t want to hurt me. You. Are. A. Liar. No one wants to get caught that’s why they lie in the first place, and crying and sobbing after you get caught doesn’t impress anyone. It does let them know you’re upset you got caught though.
I try very hard not to take other people’s actions and apply them to every other person’s actions when dealing with me. I see that I am failing slightly, because I’m having a very difficult time retaining trust when dealing with certain aspects of my life. That’s not good. I’m going to rectify this.
On the upside, Project India is in full swing. I need to get my passport renewed in the next month or so. Also, started running this morning since I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept in four days. That can’t be healthy.
Although I admire the way you cross your legs - it's fantastic, could you undo that a sec?
So I’ve had this Aria for a couple of days. It’s pretty awesome. You can do all sorts of interesting things with it. I’m pretty pleased. Of course, I absolutely despise AT&T, because their plans are expensive. On the other hand I get a discount, but it only barely makes it competitive. I’m not a fan. Obviously, this is the Aria part.
The cycle of ass kicking at the job continues. There is no reason for someone to have 15 tickets. Seriously. At one point some of us (and there are only three) have upwards of 20 tickets. It’s been like this for quite some time and it’s getting old. We can’t effectively function being buried under so many tickets. Granted, some of those tickets are actually alerts (which have to be treated like a ticket – meaning we have to investigate and ensure that nothing is in fact wrong), but it’s really overwhelming. Other shifts have at least 5 people, and that increases their ability to handle increased load, but our shift (despite having greater numbers of foreign customers awake and submitting tickets) has 3 and that’s apparently all we need. This is not true. We need more people (at least one more).
I started this post many hours ago, but apparently it was too busy for me to get it done, even though it’s retarded short. So, I’ve gone ahead and finished it up now that I’m off shift finally. Only 45 minutes late getting off this time. Awesome! I’ll update this with a pic in a bit. I need to go home. I’m tired.
The police were at the house today, animal control came trying to take my dog, and threats ensued. No, you are not taking my dog out of the house, get off my property. No I do not consent to any searches of my home for the animal. You will need to get a warrant, am I free to go inside the house now?
They will take my dog (who is 9 years old by the way) over my dead body. I mean this in the most literal sense. Could I make things easier and just comply (since I know the dog has nothing wrong with her other than allergies)? Yes. Will I? No. I am very against any government agent entering my home, least of all for any reason other than to save someone’s life. My dog was provoked, she defended herself, and it happened within the privacy of my home. The continued harassment of my animal and me, will only force me to become increasingly non-compliant. I do not care how many fees I have to pay. They will have to take me to jail before I give up the dog. Period.
I need to go to work now. Oh, and I have a court date now, because apparently you need to have a license to keep a dog in my country county. I’ve had this dog since I lived in the inner city, where you do not need a license to keep your dog, just annual shot records should it get loose or whatever. Ignorance of the law isn’t an excuse, but I was not at any point informed of this until today, when the police showed up and started asking me questions about the incident.
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So, I know a lot of Vietnamese people. Everyone knows this. I know a family that lives in an area I used to live in. They are nice enough people. They are generally under educated and over religious. They are Catholic. What that has to do with the story I’m about to tell? Not a damn thing. It’s just an observation. It’s really irrelevant to the entire thing; I should erase it so it doesn’t seem like I’m picking. I’m not. Get over it.
So three children are at my house, one is older and he comes over often to hang out and play video games. It’s cool, he’s a cool kid. He doesn’t have much of a father figure, so I guess he likes hangin’ at my place because he gets some fun and some leadership and advice that he can’t get at his own place. His mother is cool, but she’s a girl and boys don’t want to talk to their moms about “boy stuff”. I know this, because I didn’t want to talk to my mom about the boy stuff. Anyhow, his two younger siblings want to hang out with my spawn. No problem. I pick them up bring them to the house and when we go inside I say sternly, to be careful of the dog. “Please be careful around the dog. Don’t chase the Spawn around, don’t act aggressively toward her, and make sure you don’t I don’t know stomp all over some body part of hers because you know she’s old and can be ill-tempered when provoked. And when I say provoked, I mean having her tail, feet, body, or other various areas of her being abused.
First 15 minutes these little rug rats are here, one of them steps on my dog’s tail. Not, “Oh man, I almost really stepped on you.” It was more like “I am grinding my foot into your lower vertebrae, how does that feel, bitch?” So Powder, my 9 year old dog bit him. She didn’t aggressively bite him. She gave him a warning nip while yelping. I patched the boy up, and took all of them home later.
Long story short, his mother wouldn’t listen to me. Now I have to take papers to the city animal control office so they can see that she has her shots. This is after I explained to her three times that Powder wasn’t attacking him. She wasn’t unprovoked. Her child stepped on my dog and my dog defended herself from the viscious onslaught of a child that did not obey what I said. I sleep during the day because I work nights. Guess how happy I am to be taking papers to the animal control facility. Yah. Exactly. The reason she took him to the hospital? Oh I asked..yes…I did. Not because he was bleeding profusely or in serious pain. She took him because back in Viet Nam she heard about a stray dog that bit someone and he died later (probably from rabies). I was extremely thorough about explaining this to her.
On top of that AT&T still doesn’t have a good Android phone. Fuck AT&T. You hear that, AT&T? Die in a fire!
I’ll post a picture all by itself tomorrow. I’m too annoyed to search.
