Saturday, September 20, 2014
Feck You and the Horse You Rode In On
Do you ever have one of those days where you hate EVERYONE?
Where every single person on the face of this earth has found your last nerve and is chewing on its ragged end?
Where people who you think are friends let you down?
Or worse, tear you down?
Where normally you can take it, you can, but not on this day, not today, because everything and everyone just pisses the ever-loving crap out of you?
I just want to say a general FECK YOU to everybody who has crawled under my skin today (and yesterday) and farted. No, not farted, SHARTED, that awful, wet, smelly cross between hot air and the other stuff.
What's crawled up my ass, you may well ask? Oh it's too fecking boring to go into. I'm not being passive aggressive or trying to stir up some drama or anything, I'm just venting.
No, I'm not mad at Dave. No, I'm not mad at Mom, or my sister, or my neighbour. IT'S NOT YOU, you're good, honest.
At least for now.
Gimme a moment, though ...