Not everyday do you come home to find that you German Sheperd has did a number on the bed. Loose hair everywhere it's not long before I am all puffy with allergies. Ironically, she doesnt bother me otherwise. Wife person will have definate problem with this. Dog must go outside. Sure as long as her folks dont come to visit. Sounds fair me thinks...
So here I am recovering from a cocktail of allergy tablets that just knocked me out. I woke up like a Hemingway after a night out on the town, but without the tragic suicide. I should get down to some work.
Oh in the spirit of Spring and ridding myself of annoyances. One because it is distracting like a mother fucker. 2 because some people are too selfish to be within my golden circle. And I hate having to explain myself over and over again, like I just called her whore in cyrillic. OK let me explain what she is all about. She always has some pain. Not because she has a poor diet, or takes shitty care off herself and puts herself under strain. And when she feels the pressure, she complains, her this is sore, her that is sore. I've tried to be all sunshine and christian about it. But I feel her sucking the marrow out of my bones as soon as I see an email. So I told her everything that I thought about.
Her response: So you want me out of you life?
My response: No. Dont go. Fuck off!
Yes I could have not said nasty things like that. But she is inconsiderate. Everytime she has aproblem with something or someone, she expects you to prise it out of her. And she refuses to solve it. I really cant be bothered. It's a confidence thing. Dead weight is dead weight. I am not a fucking hot air balloon needing counter weight.
I see some of the retards have stopped blogging. Nice one big guy!
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I think its to wait and see if we stop. Then they can go back to arselicking and frottaging each other with smiles and links.Or maybe they are having mass poking orgies. Either way hope they fucking stay there. The retards try so hard to be originally the same
hahaha, imagine mass orgies, takes me back to the 70's. car key parties, MMM.
on a serious note. it's like a great weight has lifted and finally the sun shines. hopefully they get entranced by the paris sound bite.
hah.
they'll be back, probably re-invent themselves and find another set of idiotic questions so they can all scream "Tagged!" in turn.
oh well...
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