stop being such a pestering menance.
Thank goodness Sauce and LeD are the voice of reason because if I didn’t have them to let me vent and yell and call people sailor potty mouth names, I’d be really up a creek.
[Speaking of potty mouth, I’d like to point out Sauce’s very nice potty mouth talks the other night…while I was on the phone with the Sas, Sauce decided that he would say “Fucking Cunt Stick” at the top of his lungs.
Fortunately, the Sas was caught up in her own biznass to really care about what he was saying.]
Anyways, I have to find my center—my calm, my serenity because I’m ready to fly off the handle on some people today.
FLY OFF THE HANDLE.
This is the point where [in good Sas fashion] I’d say my nerves are “plucked, fried, and framed” [never really knew what she meant when she told me this, I just took it as she wanted to me to get the fuck away from her before she went ape boogers].
For most NORMAL people—normal people in my age range…let’s say 25-34, they have different sets in their life.
They have family.
They have friends.
They have relationships [gf/bf/husband/wife]
And they have work.
Ideally, you’re supposed to some how divvy up your time equally between those things but most people don’t.
But there’s more…you have also yourself to consider and with that comes a whole slew of errands and responsibilities and personal upkeep [doctor’s, dry cleaners, r&r, etc].
A lot of times, each set [minus yourself—unless your some narc/sado/sociopath] wants you to devote 100% of your time to just that….and that area would like for you to pretend that they are the most important and everything else should fall to the wayside.
Now for some people—for people not in relationships…people without kids…people without close family…people without extracurricular activities [aka a life], they can maybe put all their day and night hours into, let’s say, work.
They can do this because they don’t have anything else to do.
And people without jobs, who say, live off a trust fund, can focus on friendships and relationships [aka sexy time] because they don’t have to work – ANYWAYS! my dribble drabble basically comes down to….there’s only 24 hours in a day and one can only do so much…and what’s important to you and what’s important to me is going to differ, so before you go around expecting people to adopt your stupid ideas and dreams, you should think about the other person and stop being such a poop head.
And now I leave you with a great, great song—Steve Winwood, VALERRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIE [which Dj Eric Prydz took and ruined to death with his techno remix]
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