Friday, May 20, 2011

who knew *r e s p e c t* was so damn hard to grasp?


Kay so this is a bit (a lot) of a *Angsty Grrarr Frustration * post. FYI, you can skip this one.


I think it's just pms, and all that jazz. Buuuuuuuuuut I'm supremely angry and paranoid. I'm seriously beyond fucking over people not having the ballz/respect for me necessary to say shit to my fucking face. And I sincerely hope they get over themselves and at least have the decency to not go around telling everyone but me. And I really hate how whenever anyone is ever called on it they always try to pass it off as concern, or caring or some shit. No, if you cared or were concerned about it, you'd speak to me directly about it, in a NON FUCKING CONDESCENDING WAY and I'd deal with it and it would fucking be over. Discussing it with a billion other people in my absence just proves to me that you're a self-righteous cunt, and that your opinion is of very little (if any) concern.

And I really don't think I'm that hard to approach. I'm a tiny creature, I am not that scary unless I am really, truly mad. I also just so happen to be good at taking criticism. So why not spare yourself the drama and confront me directly? That's part of why I love Joe so damn much. He never feels the need to hold back and is always 400% straight with me about everything. It's refreshing. It's fucking GOLDEN. But other than him, I can think of maybe 1 or 2 people that are that honest. And that's pathetic. And it's not even limited to situations where people are pussyfooting around things they want to bring to my attention. Like when I come up to you, and ask you a simple/serious/direct question, no matter what it's about, I expect you to give me an honest answer. I can guarantee that if some other shmuck comes up to me a few hours after I spoke to you and tells me something along the lines of "Yeah, (you) didn't really mean it, he was just put on the spot..." Nono, none of this put on the spot bullshit. I don't believe that, it is The Worst Excuse. What it really means is "I just told her what I thought she wanted to hear because I was afraid". Which, in my humble opinion, makes you a fucking coward.

Say what you mean, or don't say anything at all. If you don't like me, don't pretend to. If you're uncomfortable fucking SAY SO. If not, I will surely feel like punching you in the face later on.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

yellow ramen new baby


Here's my new baby monster love beast, his name is Ezra.
He was rescued by a Lady Vet. She saved him from owners who didn't know how to properly take care of a ferret, and he got real sick. His owners couldn't pay the medical bills so the Lady Vet covered them out of her own pocket. Sadly, she already has 2 dogs and a small child so she couldn't keep this lovable beast very long. That's where I come in, I paid her the equivalent of the $$ that she spent on his medical bills and took him home. He's a real Charmer, this guy. I look forward to spoiling him silly now.