Cranky 'bout Christmas; Kicking Her Sorry Ass Out
Q: What do I want for Christmas?
A: 1. Nothing, i fucking hate Christmas. 2. Not to have Christmas.
What do I care about? Not Christmas. I want to have the universe realigned. I want to have my body realigned. I want to meet a sweetie.
I wonder if I can arrange to get to the L.A. Retreat with Lama Khyimsar Rinpoche, founder of the Tibetan Yungdrung B�n Institute (USA) on the weekend of 29-30 novembre. I think it would make my year to go on it: it's a retreat with ng�ndro for newcomers & is a special nonresident retreat for the Healing Rite of Ye shes dBal mo, emanation of the female divinity Srid pa rGyal mo, chief protector of g.Yung drung Bon & its practitioners. I could use some damn healing, that's for sure.
Ilhan Ersahin rocks.
My kitty is helping type. Thanks, Spanky.
Well, I suppose I need to explain what happened to my roomie, 5665. After an argument, 4785 & I thought it best to ax him to leave since he was acting very erratically, refused to admit the problem & treats us badly. However, when we got home he had already packed. He was sulking like a little teenage bitch to boot, which didn't improve our mood or impression of him. When I asked him some simple questions about what was happening, he replied quite negatively & petulantly, then started yelling.
I don't take schei� from anyone. Get it? Kids tried to stone me, I went after them. A gang of men in a car tried to bash me, I went after them. Naval personnel called & harassed me, I filed a police report of a hate crime.
When he started to yell at me, I fucking lost it. Nobody gets to treat me like that in my own home. I never once treated him badly & I only asked a simple & direct question. So I went after him. I stepped into his personal space to push his threat back (he had stood up when starting to shout) and told him to leave the house in the scariest, most forceful voice I had.
I didn't touch him but I really had to try not to smack him for acting like that. Fucking child. Don't make me toss you out on your ass. You want trouble, I got it for you. I speak softly but I carry a big stick. Step off, motherfucker. I been sweet, polite & kind; I was hungry because we were supporting you. Try to start shit with me & I will fucking end it.
Shit, that really tweaks my fucking nipple. Ungrateful little shit.
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I am currently listening to: stoopid television blather; nothing good on now that Dead Like Me's season finale came on earlier tonight but I got nothing to do.
I am currently reading: nothing, I'm watching television like a mouthbreather tonite so fuck reading
A: 1. Nothing, i fucking hate Christmas. 2. Not to have Christmas.
What do I care about? Not Christmas. I want to have the universe realigned. I want to have my body realigned. I want to meet a sweetie.
I wonder if I can arrange to get to the L.A. Retreat with Lama Khyimsar Rinpoche, founder of the Tibetan Yungdrung B�n Institute (USA) on the weekend of 29-30 novembre. I think it would make my year to go on it: it's a retreat with ng�ndro for newcomers & is a special nonresident retreat for the Healing Rite of Ye shes dBal mo, emanation of the female divinity Srid pa rGyal mo, chief protector of g.Yung drung Bon & its practitioners. I could use some damn healing, that's for sure.
Ilhan Ersahin rocks.
My kitty is helping type. Thanks, Spanky.
Well, I suppose I need to explain what happened to my roomie, 5665. After an argument, 4785 & I thought it best to ax him to leave since he was acting very erratically, refused to admit the problem & treats us badly. However, when we got home he had already packed. He was sulking like a little teenage bitch to boot, which didn't improve our mood or impression of him. When I asked him some simple questions about what was happening, he replied quite negatively & petulantly, then started yelling.
I don't take schei� from anyone. Get it? Kids tried to stone me, I went after them. A gang of men in a car tried to bash me, I went after them. Naval personnel called & harassed me, I filed a police report of a hate crime.
When he started to yell at me, I fucking lost it. Nobody gets to treat me like that in my own home. I never once treated him badly & I only asked a simple & direct question. So I went after him. I stepped into his personal space to push his threat back (he had stood up when starting to shout) and told him to leave the house in the scariest, most forceful voice I had.
I didn't touch him but I really had to try not to smack him for acting like that. Fucking child. Don't make me toss you out on your ass. You want trouble, I got it for you. I speak softly but I carry a big stick. Step off, motherfucker. I been sweet, polite & kind; I was hungry because we were supporting you. Try to start shit with me & I will fucking end it.
Shit, that really tweaks my fucking nipple. Ungrateful little shit.
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I am currently listening to: stoopid television blather; nothing good on now that Dead Like Me's season finale came on earlier tonight but I got nothing to do.
I am currently reading: nothing, I'm watching television like a mouthbreather tonite so fuck reading
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