I know I'm fucked up, but...

There are just some things you DON'T FUCKIN' DO TO ME.

One of the top ones of which is DO NOT SHUT MY FUCKING ELECTRIC OFF FOR SOME STUPID FUCKIN' REASON WITHOUT LETTING ME KNOW.

Motherless fuckin' GOD, I hate that.

That's because it leads directly to another one of my "will get your head punched down inside your stupid neck if you to it to me" things... scaring me awake.

You scare me awake and I promise you, no Nam Vet will treat you worse for it than I will.
And, it's not some simple punch to the jaw with me.
You scare me awake, you make me feel freaked out and sick, and I will harass, harrangue and ultimately HURT you. Even if it takes all damned day.

I don't like it.
I don't do it to you.
DO NOT motherfuckin' do it to me.

Can ya guess somebody did that to me today?
Cocksucker.

It's fucked up enough that I'm all backwards again with the whole sleep deal.
I didn't even go lay down til after 6am.
Then, less than two hours later, I suddenly wake up to no air conditioner, no fan... a silent, electric-less house.

And, no it has nothing to do with having the bill paid, because that goes with Eric's job. So, I got suckered into believing that I'll never have to do deal with this shit again.
Which makes dealing with it again all the more "WTF?!!?".

Seems some non-drving DICKHEAD tore down a wire with a fuckin' hay rake.
(I don't even know how the FUCK you manage to do that...)
So, NATURALLY, the thing to do is race over here, go into the fuckin' basement and just shut off OUR electric for no reason and leave it off while you stand around with your fuckin' thumb in your ass, discussing what the fuck to do next.

WRONG!

Here's what ya do...

First, you bitchslap the asshole who tore the wire down.
Then, YOU LEAVE ME THE FUCK OUT OF IT.
If you simply must get your tiny dick hard by playing "God of the Fusebox", then you get your stupid SHIT together FIRST.

You do your discussing, your standing around, your posturing, your gathering of tools and supplies and alllla that shit before you go shuttin' off MY shit especially when I didn't fuckin' cause it.
Further, if you'd like to have a nice day and not to have to explain to everybody how some stupid little woman beat the shit out of you, you TELL ME FIRST.

So, now I'm awake, SCARED awake, with about two hours of sleep and a goddamned kid running in and out every 49 fuckin' seconds who is about to get CLOTHESLINED by my arm if he doesn't chill.

(See, when I get scared awake, then pissed off about somebody else's stupid shit that I had not one nickle in til I got drug into it, shit that's normally "irritating but survivable" becomes "irritating and I'll kill you", which is about where I am right now.)

Granted, I do have an assload of shit I need to get done... cleaning, grocery shopping, not murdering somebody with my bare hands... shit like that.
Only problem is, now that I feel sick and pissed, the only one I even feel like doing is the last one.

Best thing these people around here can do is just LEAVE ME ALONE for a while.

Stay the fuck outside.
Don't call attention to yourself.
Don't be annoying, which includes but is not limited to breathing near me. Or, breathing at all, which if you'd like to retain the integrity of your airway to be able to do, just PISS OFF and leave me be for a few hours.

This is especially true if you are under the age of 40.

Or, if you're the fuckhead who turned off my electric without warning me.

Or, if you're a human being, pretty much.

Animals, as always, are safe from my wrath, unless they do something to directly deserve it.
People? Not so much.
People, having been the cause of 99.99999999999999999999% of the misery in my life, can, do and WILL catch shit for lookin' at me wrong on a day that starts like this one has.

This is so not a good day for people to be stupid around me now.
I mean, I always hate that, but today, it could get you seriously injured, thanks to the fucktard who shut off the electric.

And, yeah... it's back on now and/but they didn't even fix the fuckin' wire, so exactly WHAT was the reason for shutting my shit off, waking me up, scaring me in the process, making me feel sick and pretty much fucking the whole day now thanks, in the first goddamned place?

Can somebody explain that to me, please?

*crickets*

Yeah.
That's what I thought.

*several temple-massaging moments later*

God.

Okay. Now that I've gone off and spewed venom in a one mile radius around my present location, allow me to point out two things that prove I'm not completely insane and in fact, am maintaining my equalilbrium rather well, thank you ver' much.

I have no weed to level me out nor any real hope of getting any any time soon.
I also have no other kinda Lude-like shit around here to shut my demons up.
This, added to the shit I've dealt with the last five days, added to this morning's clusterfuck, added to the fact that I have yet to actually kill anybody yet is rather amazing.

I am also currently following Chablis' lead in (not) dealing with a possible asshole in Rob's comments.

Both she and I commented on a post Rob did about a comment I made on a post he did about pig's feet.
Some fool calling himself "Tomcat" also commented and called somebody a bitch.
WHO he is calling a bitch is not clear.
Could be her, could be me, could be Rob.
I don't know.
But, the fact that I've not torn his balls off for the insult to whomever is also amazing, because he IS asking for it, no matter which of us he's referring to.
BUT but, she said nothing about it to him, so neither have I. Yet.

In fact, a coupla of the other commenters on that post have displayed SUCH stupidity... and yet, I've let it slide.
I think I've decided that anybody who is so fuckin' STUPID that they don't know the difference between shit being spread on TOP of a field for fertilization and something being stuck in pigshit for a coupla years is just too fuckin' stupid for me to waste time on.
Also, (other) MORON, there is also a difference between DIRT and pigshit and if you don't believe me, come on over here and I'll stuff your big mouth fulla both, one at a time, and you'll SEE the fuckin' difference, you bleeding idiot. (And, fear not.. if you're not bleeding right this second, you WILL be when I'm done with you...)

Yes, I know I just veered off from Chablis' lead, but... at least I did it here and not in Rob's comments.
That's something.
And, believe me, it's better I relieve the pressure that's threatening to make my head explode here, rather than shove some fuckin' asshole off the road with the pushbars on my front bumper.
Or repeatedly run over some asshole with a full shopping cart.
Or take a Pusser Club to somebody around here.
Or find a rifle, scale a silo and start making the world a better place.

Know what I'm sayin'?

Any-fuckin'-way....

It's been over 12 seconds since the (dopey) kid has run in or out.
This is good.
The electric is on.
This is also good.
I am not twins.
This is so good that there are no words for it.

So, on that "up" note, I guess I'll get a grocery list together, go to the stupid store, clean the stupid house and just keep my personal contact with blithering idiots people to a minimum.

If y'all are of a mind to do any praying for anybody, today ya probably oughta do it for everybody else who may be planning to be stupid in my general vicinity.
Just pray they can run fast enough if they simply MUST be retarded.
Me and "running" do not play well together, so any stupidity I have to contend with had BETTER be of the "drive (or run) by" variety.

Back later (if I can find a way to type whilst in a straight-jacket, if people have their way today, seemingly).

Peace?
*rolls eyes*

Posted by: Stevie at 10:22 AM

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Posted by: Chablis at June 19, 2006 04:02 PM (tMoUV)

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