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  • sufficiently creeped out...

    Current mood:nervous

    Soooo... haven't heard the guy I rent a room from in awhile, but I have heard several women's voices in the main house. Because I have my own entrance, bathroom, & all that jazz I only go into the house to borrow the vacuum...

    Anyhow - I go in for the vacuum the other day, making sure to announce myself so I don't scare anyone, at which point some crackhead lookin broad pops out of the bathroom mid hair curl. We exchange names and then she asks "have you heard where David is?" ummmmm no?

    So apparently dude I rent the room from is in some mental institution, because he's bipolar and cracked when his mother passed away... mind you, the police officer who came to the house when  my car was stolen asked me how it was living with this guy because he had "been there before a couple years ago when David's mother passed and he has a bit of a temper." A couple freaking years ago!!!!!!!! who cracks two years after the fact????

    The story goes on - his father, who he didn't get along with, died a couple months ago and left him an inheritance of $25,000... or so David had told me... he told this crackhead lookin lady that he got the inheritance from his mother's death... whatever - we'll go with it. So - this lady I guess is a friend of his last caretaker (he's basically crippled and can't walk) who David met from his drug dealer (???) and is now in jail for god knows what and won't be out for a while, which is why this lady is here watching over the house... she continues to spill the beans -> David got an inheritance of $130,000, nto $25,000, invested $20,000 in a whore house somewhere in Vegas with some lady he didn't know, and blew the rest on hookers, drugs, and a rented hummer (who the fuck was  driving???) and within a month the entire $130,000 is gone. Coincidentally, he forgot to pay rent for the past two months because an eviction notice showed up on the door (my rent money is going where one might ask? who knows...). 

    ok - so now I know I have to move.. lucky I'm pretty fucken nomadic and this is not a huge deal. At least it's during the summer when I actually have time to move, right?? 

    Story continues - there's this guy that comes over from time to time on his little street bike. We've exchanged words but I have no idea who he is... I get a knock on my bedroom door the other day and crackhead lady is there and give me her phone number with the following instructions : "if you see that guy on the bike come over here again, will you please give me a call? Don't tell anyone I told you, but he's actually on Alameda County's wanted and dangerous list, but I know how to make him go away..." 

    well isn't that just fucking fantastic... i guess he's been on the run for a couple years and was busted originally for having drugs and heavy artillery... SERIOUSLY???? 

    heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere we go... just gotta make it through until the end of the month... yay for pepper spray and deadbolts...  
  • Live and HOPEFULLY learn...

    Current mood:pissed off

    There will always be people you will find in life that for some reason or another feel the need to run their mouths about situations or people that are absolutely none of their concern.  These opinions and partial truths gradually go from person to person becoming more and more altered and inconsistent as they go from mouth to mouth resulting in the ever-so-bitter 'rumor.' However there are the select few who take gossip to such an extreme point that it seems they have absolutely nothing else to offer. These people have no conception of the toll this can take on another. ..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

     

    I found myself today in a position where apparently my grandma is pissed because someone from her church informed her of how "I consistently have different guys sleeping over at my house." (shit for brains – learn to count… the twos guys that I have dated since moving in back in February hardly consists of a different guy every night.) Now, my grandma has never been particularly fond of me in the first place, however since I have moved out over 3 years ago our relationship has seemingly mended and she actually has been able to relate to me as a person. This relationship has now single-handedly been destroyed because SOMEONE can keep other people names out of her mouth. My grandma who has always had a tendency to hold grudges will, I'm certain, for the next 10 years not only think I am a whore, but treat me like one…  Thanks. I'm sure your do great things for society someday…

     

    Anyhow – due to my utterly livid state at point of confrontation, I found myself at loss for words, but this is what I had every intention of saying:

     

    Quit being so goddamned selfish. Use your fucken head and think about what you say before it comes out your mouth. I don't give a flyin fuck about your opinion of me and I don't care if you run to all your friends and tell them because they don't mean jack shit to me either. But when you run your mouth to your parents, who apparently have the same gossiping tendencies as yourself, and go to the same church as my grandparents – YOU CROSS A LINE. Let me reiterate this to you– you didn't just cross a line – you bum-rushed a fucken brick wall and tore right through that bitch. 

     

    It's one thing be ignorant and naïve. It's understandable to not understand or agree with the way I live my life if you've never had any life experience. But to let that ignorance and naivety hold such a precedence of your personality is ridiculous… but understandable. To be so utterly resistant to accepting (not abiding by, mind you. ACCEPTING.) any other way of life is just fucken retarded. Not everybody has the same values and to expect them to is such a flawed perspective that somehow I believe this to lead to nothing more than an uneventful life….

     

    But hey… I could be wrong… if you're happy, go on about your shit. But don't push it on people around you. I wish you the best of luck in your bubble. 

     

    Food for thought. Found this shit online as to why people gossip in the first place. Think it rather intriguing:

     

    To Feellsuperior
    When people are feeling bad about themselves, they sometimes think they'll feel better if there were someone worse off than they are. It's like, it's okay being near the bottom, as long as they're not actually on the bottom. The easiest way for them to make sure someone else is on the bottom is to make up a rumor that puts him or her there.

    To feel like part of the group
    If everybody else is gossiping or spreading rumors, you might feel you have to do the same thing in order to fit in. When you're "in on the secret," you're in the group. Unfortunately, the person who the gossip or rumor is about is usually left out of the group for the same reason that you're let into it.

    For attention
    When you know a secret that nobody knows, or are the first person in your group to hear a rumor, it can make you the center of attention. A rumor or piece of gossip is sometimes like money; telling it to people is like buying their attention, if only for a few minutes. You might even save up a really scandalous rumor, waiting for the right moment to blab so you get the maximum amount of attention
    for it.

    For control or power
    Certain people always want to be in control and at the top of the ladder. You probably know at least one person who needs to be the leader, say what goes, and make all the decisions. When people are at the top of the popularity scale, or are determined to climb higher, one way they do this is by reducing the "status" of another person. Spreading rumors and gossip is one of the main ways people reduce another person's status, especially among girls. It's like one caveman beating up another caveman for control of the tribe…only it's done with cruel whispers and petty remarks instead of fists.

    Out of jealousy or a need for revenge
    If you're jealous of someone's looks, popularity, or money, you might gossip about that person in order to hurt him or her. If you feel that someone's done something bad to you, or deserves to be hurt, making up a rumor might satisfy your sense of justice.

    Out of boredom
    Did you know that in many studies, this was the 1 reason why young people say they spread rumors? Sometimes, a period where everyone is happy and getting along just seems kind of…dull. Spreading juicy dish might shake things up a bit, or get two people to start a fight, and that would make life a little more exciting. All those tabloid newspapers and TV shows full of celebrity gossip are pure proof that rumors are a popular form of entertainment.

  • a few lessons learned...

    1. When a series of baby birds find themselves dead on your balcony - it was not the one armed man! It was the work of a cowbird. (yes they actually exist!!) They lay their eggs in the nests of other unsuspecting bird parents, allowing the fake parents to raise the young birds once they hatch. The intruders one by one push the real babies out of the nest until they are all that remain. Little assholes...

     

    2. When trying to remove acrylic nails, do NOT soak your thumb in a cup of nail polish remover. Your skin will absorb the liquid and your thumb will not only be numb for hours on end, but have somewhat of a playdough effect when mushing the skin around. While somewhat irritating, it does provide decent entertainment.

     

    3. When you obtain a bonus check of an unusually large amount - do not deposit it into your bank and think "wow... they were really generous..." Cash that bitch ASAP because when they realize they fucked up an put a stop payment on it, you'll be shit outta luck when all your checks bounce.  

     

    4. When starting a job and they most marketable purks is free psychiatric care - AVOID at all costs... that really says something....

     

    5. When purchasing a Ford - expect the engine to combust into a rather toasty fire before the loan is fully paid.

     

    That is all there is time for now... but definately good information.

     

    p.s. I am intentionally leaving current mood blank simply for the fact that fluffy is not an option. Good day.

  • soooo unfinsihed.. but tired...

    Current mood:frustrated

    ..> ..>
    ef·fort Pronunciation (frt)
    n.
    1. The use of physical or mental energy to do something; exertion.
    2. A difficult exertion of the strength or will: It was an effort to get up.
    3. A usually earnest attempt: Make an effort to arrive promptly.
    4. Something done or produced through exertion; an achievement: a play that was his finest effort.
    5. Physics Force applied against inertia.
     
    Effort.... interesting topic... soooooo - i think effort and desire tend to go hand in hand... or rather IDEALLY they should. I figure there are three types of people in the world.
     
    1. People that expect the world to lie at their feet but do nothing to promote such a happening.

    2. People that just dont give a fuck an live out their lives filled with self loathing and incompleteness (if that's even a word mind you. )

    3. People that do what they can to be good to the world and eant some sort of justification, but do nto expect it.

    4. People that will expend their entire being into the bettering of the people they love and expect NOTHING.

     

    While a person can promise the world... a person can promise the completeness of one's soul.. ones's ultimate happiness... what are words? Words are just that... WORDS. They represent nothing. They guaqrantee NOTHING.

     

    That is until there is action taking place behind them. 

     

    Would said I believe me if I said o could not only formaulate purple monkeys, but then give them wings and make them fly? FUCK no. Would you belive me if I said I could create a formula that could cure cancer? FUCK no. Would you believe me if I said I could make you the richest man overnight? FUUUUUCK no. Would you believe me if I said I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you? FUCK no.

     

    It's not about skeptism... it's not about being pessimistic... It's about realism... you live... You learn.. and then you get Loves.... hahaa! depending on your situation...

     

    Expectations are everything.. you expect things... you get disappointed when it doesn't become reality... show your heat to everyone.. give it to NO ONE. Not until your SURE it's worth it...

     

    Desire is a baffling concept. You always want what you can't have... You always want what creates an edge... But what if you KNOW what you want... and you KNOW that it's leading you down the wrong path? Ultimately - EVERYONE'S goal is to better one's self.. make it possible to live your life to the fullest and hopefully be good to those who have been good to you...

     

    BAH. I'm frustrated...

     

    Tired of typin.. goodnight... 

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