time for some bitchin'

*WARNING! THIS POST MAY BE INSENSITIVE TO SOME. I DON'T CARE.*



Natural disasters are a bitch. But ya know what? They happen! Yes, that's right ladies and gentlemen, every so often, something that would happen even if All-Important Humans didn't exist happens, and we're in the way. No one hates you, or is out to get you cuz you're black, or asian, or gay, or just plain stupid. You just happen to be in the way of things that occur naturally... hurricanes, forest fires, tornadoes, basketball-sized hail. Deal with it. What else can ya do?


*end rant*

*or is it just beginning?*


Speaking of having to deal with shit. Lately, it's one freak-fucking-fantastic thing after another. Some people are in the way of natural disasters, I'm feeling like the cosmos is having a little meteor shower in my life. Bleh. But I'm dealin'. Soon to be living single. Wee, that will be fun to afford. But I've never lived alone, might be nice. Even if expensive, might be nice. And if not, then I find another roomie. *cash donations accepted* I have a couple laptop/PCs to sell, so that might help with the bling fund too. We'll see. If interested in more, just ask, ye shall receive info.

Have a dermatologist appt. today. That should be fun. I went to one once, he cut out this weird mole. FUN TIMES! This time there's a couple other things I want removed/looked at. Nothing serious, just routine "getting old/tired of the 3rd eye" kinda things. Next week is a return to the dentist, starring Me. I might postpone it. I have had enough stress lately, do I really need more?

You ever feel like you TOTALLY understand why folks jump off bridges that overlook major interstates that run thru Atlanta during rush hour? I do. It's got this certain allure.

So does going to my doctor just to tell him I am "thinking" of "hurting myself"... JUST to get the little required 3-day trip to the Funny Farm. I need the vacation, any way I can get it. And really, could be fun. At the least, I'd get some new low-brow-yet-funny things to talk about and make fun of.

Making fun of people.. maybe it IS time to hang out at the Eagle on a Saturday night. Get my fill of pointing/laughing at old nasty wrinkly men wearing ass-less chaps and nothings else. *shivers* I'll leave my glasses at home, then everything will be fuzzy BEFORE I drink too :D Anyone wanna drive?

Anyone wanna *DRIVE*? *EG* Yes, in that mood. Among others. Tie me up to my bed and just beat me for all I care. It could help :) Some new kind of therapy. RELEASE THE PAIN! weeeee, oh the thoughts that run thru my head. Sometimes I even make me wonder...



Sanity doesn't exist, it's all made up.