Kicking my own ass

I'm working on getting in a better mood. It's a Monday afterall.

I'm over my personal issue from earlier. I have to remember I can't change these people. I'm dillusion if I think different.

In other news, I'm a bit bummed. I just learned that my temporary pause of life could last a bit longer than planned. I want to blame someone who instigated it but has nothing to do with it. Well, I just get pleasure in blaming them for everything. So I will this time, too. Oh well.

I'm telling myself, "stand up, dust yourself off, get back on again. It's going to be worth it in the end."

I'm greatful for the support that I do have considering that when I look at the reality of my current situation, I even think I'm nuts. Thank you for not calling me nuts.


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Two-faced reTards

Why do people feel like they have to stir the pot constantly?

Why do some people feel it necessary to judge me and the people in my life for things we have no control over. Fuck you! I just don't understand what the point of constantly concerning yourself with what is my own personal business and relationships is going to fill in your petty, little lives. Why can't you just grow a pair of balls and say for yourself what you really think instead of manipulating other people to do it for you? Why is so vital to tell me what somebody else thinks of the priorities in my life.

I'm doing something with my life. I'm doing something you were too chickenshit to do. I'm doing something you only wish you could say you had the courage to do. I have a goal and I'm making it obtainable. Stop being jealous of me and that that makes you feel inadequate.

I've never lived my life to be vengeful of you. I've never lived my life to make you feel like a midget. To be perfectly honest, I don't really give a shit about the things you do or say in your life and would appreciate it greatly if you would stop rattling the rails in my world and mind your own fucking business!

Maybe if you stopped concerning yourself with my dreams and successes, you'd actually be able to do something about the things that you only wish you had the audacity to do and maybe take a step in the forward direction of progress.

Stop bitching and complaining about me and my friends. Stop accusing me of the things you only choose to judge me for when in reality it could be further from the truth. It's shameful to think that within my own tree is more gossip than can be written for JustJared or People. If I could sue you for libel, I'd win. And don't neglect to realize that I'm not only just sick of hearing you say these things about me, I'm sick of hearing you bitch about other people and not doing anything about those relationships. Stop pestering me to moil over the petty differences and drama that make your world turn. Understand, I don't give a shit about other people's problems, either! It's not my business! It's not my problem!

For once in your minuscule little lives, mind your own business!

It's not the presidet, it's Spann

I love severe weather! Despite how bored I currently am, I still secretly hope I get to see some truly wicked weather! I guess it goes back to my days in media...

I remember the adrenaline rush from the news room on days like this; running around between stations, printing off wx updates, simulcasting when the wx was bad enough. It was so much fun. I hate admitting how much I miss radio sometimes but I still say I'll never go back.

I watch all of the severe wx coverage from a completely different point of view now. I watch NBC13 and think about all the gossip going around there and wonder what gossip is new. I wath Fox6 and think about how overrated they are. Then I usually stop flipping once I get to James Spann. There is no ABC 33/40 on severe wx days. There is only James Spann.

If you want to know what happened in the world of weather on November 17, 1982, James Spann can tell you! He's more than just a weatherman, too. He's a walking Tom-Tom! "this bridge on this road in this town in this city, it's next to this light post and a tree where I heard my first beatles song. Man! I'll never forget!"

The only reason this man is the voice of Alabama weather us because he predicted the blizzard of 1993 (March 12, 1993 - my parents 17th and final wedding anniversay. They also split that weekend. I blame Spann). For some sick reason, Alabamians everywhere have dropped everything and gone to buy milk and bread when James Spann says so! It's a conspiracy people! Walmart pays him to say this shit!

Spann, I am just curious how you know all of these roads in Alabama. WTF is Yazoo City by the way???? Were you bored in high school and college and just do an incessant amount of driving!? The way you moil over the changing landscape and roads of our state makes me concerned that you may have an obsession that requires medication. And can you recall caloric intake of foods as easily as you can name the time and place of a tornadic event in history?

Just curious...


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Just warming up...

It's not even noon yet, as I write this, and I have so many tactless opinions to vomit currently it's not funny. Maybe I'm talking to you, maybe I'm not. Bottom line: I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I've collectively had about 12 hours of sleep the last three days; I'm in a bad mood.

• Don't tell me that I'm under review, that I have to turn in an unknown document by Saturday or get an automatic one on my review, and then not reply to my question of WTF the document is and what I need to do SINCE I'M OFF THE REST OF THE WEEK!

• Roommates: Clean up after yourselves. Some of you live like filthy pigs. It's disgusting! I get dust bunnies, I get scraps of paper left on the floor. I'm not cleaning up your dishes anymore, I'm not paying for you to use my toilet paper, I don't want your chicken juice on my food when it's thawing, I don't want the bacteria you let fester in the kitchen near me! If the dishwasher is clean and you have a dirty dish, empty the fucking dishwasher. Simple. Takes three minutes. Then put your dirty dish in. If the dish washer's full, start it! If you wash your clothes, please be considerate of others who need to wash their clothes; don't leave a load in the washer the night before you leave on a week long trip to somewhere. You're clothes are going to mildew cause they're just going to sit on top of the dryer, wet, until you come home. We cohabitate! Be considerate! And when you take the garbage out, put another bag in the damn can! Takes two seconds! I bought the damn bags, use them!

• Political activists on the Right and Left: SHUT UP! All of you! Right side: I didn't vote for him either but remember how the last 8 years all you said was, "We should support our President even if we didn't vote for him"? Yeah, waffle if you like, I was in political talk radio then, I've got it on tape. You said it, now act on it. He's you're President, support him. You don't have to like him, you don't have to agree with him, but he is your President now. Left side: I haven't said anything negative, I haven't said he needed to be impeached, I'm quite the moderate now as I get older so, quite frankly, you're not going to sway me either way. Please don't be like the Right for the last 8 years and rubbing in that their man's in a leadership position. Both sides: GROW UP! How many years have we been protesting, starting activist groups, leading campaigns against this and lobbying for that? Put active thought into that question, consider all of the rallies, protests, and petitions you can think of. --- I'll wait.----------Now that you've put some real thought (hopefully) into old and new political war cries, how many have actually worked without voting in the person to put into action? So instead of complaining how bad our economy is and whining about who put us in that situation, how about going back to work, be productive, make money, PUT THE MONEY BACK IN THE ECONOMY and make an active effort to fix our financial problems. Stop sitting on your funds because you're afraid. It takes spending it to get the economy moving again. It's how the system is designed to work. Tea Party People: You're just crazy to think anything is going to reform there. Yeah, just get over you're ideas. Stop saying they governments after your pelf when you know that majority of you (not 100%, but majority) are of the upper-middle class and say you're now live in poverty because of the economy. Taxes aren't going any where, they aren't going to be reformed in the near future unless we get a President elected who has the support to move the Fair Tax system.

• Coworkers: I can't work on Thursdays. I never ask for Saturdays off. Stop asking me to swap my A-day with you. It's not happening. I can't work Thursdays. It requires me to be in two places at once. I can't physically do that. Write it on a post it note, put it in your phone, tattoo it on your hand, put it somewhere you can remember to look. I've been there a year now, you've each asked on more than one occasion; the answer will always be no! Not on Thursdays, not right now. I will let you know when and if that should change!

Side note: I'm listening to Beethoven's Symphony 9: IV and it's getting me more charged for my vent. I haven't sipped my coffee while I've been writing this.

• The average Tweeter: Read the links before you post the story with your opinion in 140 characters or less. I'm annoyed with the number of people reading titles, assuming they know what the article is about, putting a little opinion about it next to the bity link, and submitting. Do you have any idea how stupid you look when people actually go read the link and find out that you're opinion has zero relation to the article you posted? I should unfollow you.

• Parents: Teach your damn children how to drive better! I'm a biker, I follow the same traffic laws as automobiles. That means you treat me the same way as a automobile. I am on a vehicle. I yield for you at yield signs, you yield for me. I stop for you, you stop for me. I will stay on the sidewalks as much as possible but three different teenagers almost committed manslaughter yesterday while I was heading to and from home. What makes me nervous is that teens follow their parents behaviors; you probably don't pay attention to pedestrians and bikers either. I just hope you have good insurance and don't kill me. DrSxDP will be pissed.

That being said,

• Pedestrians: USE THE SIDEWALK AND CROSSWALKS! If you jump out in front of my bike or car in a parking lot when I'm going 5 mph and flip me off for not stopping before you do so, you are jaywalking. I'm not psychic, I don't have x-ray vision. That's why I'm going 5mph! If I'm on my bike, or if you are around any biker for that matter, don't stand still in the bike path and look at us funny when we have to slam on our brakes from hitting you. Stupid twats, you almost deserve to be hit by a car. My insurance isn't that good, though, so you're lucky around me. Though, the mood I'm in today, jump out in front me and I may speed up!

• Some friends in particular that you already know who you are and I don't have to point you out because I've already given you my two cents on your predicament(s): If you aren't going to take my advice, please stop venting to me about how you don't know how to handle something or your life is in the shitter. I am your friend and will always be there for you, however, I will not tolerate pity parties when I've already told you how to handle a problem and you refuse to do it or listen. Honestly, for some of my friends more than others, I'm honestly concerned about how adamant you are about continuing your self-deprecation. You do not live in Shittown unless you want to. Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, get back on again. But remember the definition of insanity it doing the same thing over and over again. You want to stay out of Shittown? Stop focusing on the things you can't control and focus on the things you can. When you control what should be organic, you create side effects like what you're experiencing now. Stop trying and let life happen naturally. Because I love you, I'm not listening to it anymore. It may be tough love, and it may hurt, but I don't like seeing you in the place you're in right now. It's time to start accepting the changes in life and going with things instead of manipulating them

• Internet Service Provider: Get off you're lazy ass and fix my connection problems already! Geez, it's old having to swap between all of your routers every five minutes!

I feel a good bit better now. God, I love writing...

This is what a rut looks like

I'm burned out.

I've had so much going on lately that I'm just burnt on nearly everything. A sabbatical would be nice. If only... Work...ugh...work #2...hate corporate America...Where's my free time?

I must have Spring fever. That's what I'll diagnose myself with. I'm seeing these beautiful days of the season casting this happy sunshine over everything and I'm envious of the ones who get to frolic in it. I hate admitting it because I don't mean to complain but I'm finding it more difficult to push through this rut until I can really enjoy some me time.

I'm having to be my own personal cheerleader presently. I can do this. I can make it. My efforts aren't in vain. Miracles happen everyday, you've been blessed in every situation of need so far, Steph, God won't forget you this time, either. The truth is, I know I can do this, I know I can make it. I just hate the disheartening part when things can't or don't go as planned so that I can also frolic in the sun and play with my friends.

So if you see me about going chugga-chugga-choo-choo, I'm just building up my spirit for my next big hurdle.

How to handle fear

There is a bee in my apartment!!

Nothing scares me more! Really!

One roommate tried to kill it and he just got mad and hid! I locked myself in my room! I'm frightened a bit!

About an hour later, there was a knock on my door. I thought it was my friend to come pick me up. It wasn't C, it was the maintenance man. I asked him, "are you here to kill the bee?" I wondered how he knew about the bee in the first place.

"No," he chuckled, "I'm here about the disposal but I'll kill your bee, too."

Great!

Until we couldn't find the bee.

We searched for a good couple of minutes until he gave up.

Then the bee popped up it's little head just to laugh at me.

I'm back in my room until my friend gets here.


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The Easter bunny was very good!

Happy Easter! I hope everyone had a wonderful day! Today was fabulous! I have been non-stop all day and am so ready to be home already!

Currently waiting for my friend. I don't think he's coming at this point. I need coffee and he wanted to see me so why not kill two birds with one stone right?? He says he's on his way but I'm wondering if he was in California when he said that...

Easter with my family was so filling. Despite the fact that my hugger-mugger was exposed and I was grilled, I got to see 75% of my nephews today! It was also my mum's birthday! I'm very tired from all of my playing, which is why I'm not putting a lot of effort into my writing style right now. I just prefer to update at this point, get home, finish my work, and get in the bed!

It's good to have such a beautiful day to celebrate the resurrection of Christ!

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