rants

Scorpio (October 23-November 21)

If you’re a left-winger, you may think right-wingers are stupid or evil or both. If you’re a right-winger, you probably hold the same attitudes about left-wingers. A similar pattern prevails between most other groups that hold opposing views. You’re a rare person if you’ve never looked at a certain group of people and thought to yourself, “They are all sick idiots.” But in the coming week, Scorpio, I’m asking you to find out what it’s like to dispense with judgments like that. In fact, try living without any scapegoats whatsoever. If even for an hour per day, visualize the possibility that those with whom you disagree might be sincere and well-meaning. I’m not suggesting this exercise merely because it’s a nice thing to do. It will also have the magical effect of giving you access to parts of your own intelligence that have been closed off to you.

FreeWill Astrology

Man, all of them???? Of course, he left out the folks like me, who are a bit outside of the left/right split and think they’re all stupid.

That said, I’m now 2 weeks out of training because I still can’t breathe. This sucks. I’m gonna go to class, because I’m tired of not being in the gym. I also need to create a check-list for what all I need to take care of, before I leave for Denmark. I just have to wait for this next paycheck, to pay for my car tags. Licensure I can take care of on Monday, since I’ll have all my CEUs done by then and will be able to verify, if I’m audited. Otherwise, today is a lazy day. One client tonight, thanks to therapists who don’t understand the concept of working FOR someone. *sigh*

Scorpio (October 21-November 23)

The bad news is that you are, metaphorically speaking, in jail. The good news is that a recent visitor sneaked you the key to the locked door of your cell. The weird news: You have not yet realized that you have the means to escape, since your visitor did not actually tell you that the key is hidden inside a certain thing he or she left behind. The great news is that I’m here to inform you about the situation. Once you locate the key, Scorpio, slip your hand between the iron bars so you can fit the key into the keyhole from the front. It won’t work from behind.

FreeWill Astrology

So that explains this ungodly sickness. Though, if it’s cosmic, I’m screwed, as I have too much crap to search through.

In other news, I’m feeling as if I have been left alone, of late. The same work issues are surfacing, but that is for a locked post and not for public consumption. I’m not sure if I’m feeling neglected, or somehow separated by a wall, which I just can’t get my head around. Or maybe this feeling is just the cattleprod to say, “You are not where you’re supposed to be, so get a move on!” Then again, it could just be my general frustration with quite a few things. My living situation has ceased to be my ideal. My neighbors are mostly jackasses, with their stupid ghetto mobiles that they drag race around here at 11PM. It seems my complex did not replace my carpet, which I have pulled up, right now. I am treating cat stains, only to find older stains and mold. Yay for half-assed carpet cleaning by my complex. The positive, is the smell is going away, it’s just taking forever for my carpets to dry, thanks to the moist weather.

*insert break*

Ok, got the shop vac out to dry the carpets. It helped a little bit, but holy fuck, I think my apartment smells worse, now. I don’t know what the fuck was spilled on my carpets prior to my cats adding to it, but it fucking stinks. I honestly think the prior folks had a dog, because this is not cat piss smelling up the place.

Dear Universe,

I get that you are trying to convince me to quit bending over and taking an ass-raping when I do things with my friends. But would you be so kind as to bless my friends with both the memory that they owe me money, and the good fortune for them to have enough to pay me back? I’m really getting sick of this crap, especially when I’m the one that makes the least amount of money out of all of them (and now have the highest amount of credit card debt).

Thanks.

Dear Presidential Candidates,

You both screwed the pooch in your debate. One of you I would never vote for, even under pain of death by a hot poker being rammed up my ass. The other, had potential because I believe in his ideals put forth a couple of weeks ago. But ideals do not the President make. And quite honestly, I’m not into being skull fucked, or anally raped. So pat yourselves on the back, I’m not voting for you.

Sincerely,
Someone who believes in the ideals of our founding fathers.

Dear Universe,

Would you mind explaining something to me? I understand that everyone has a point to make, and I’m making a point to fade back into the shadows. However, what the hell is it with communication lately? I get the language barrier, and I get people constantly harping on something they know to be not true to get the reaction out of me they want (sometimes for mutual benefit). BUT WHY THE HELL IS IT, THAT ANYTHING I SAY LATELY HAS TO BE INTERRUPTED FOR A TANGENT THAT IS ATTACHED TO MY POINT ONLY BY THE SUBJECT MATTER, BUT OTHERWISE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! It’s really starting to piss me off, because by the time people are done with their stupid little mini-soapbox rant, the point that I was trying to make is completely obscured and no longer relevant. Maybe you’re trying to get me to go with the flow of things, or maybe you’re just trying to get me to shut my mouth. But regardless, can you please remove the sign on me, wherever it is, that says “please interrupt me with whatever irrelevant point you are trying to make” in ink only visible to everyone except me. It’d be greatly appreciated, because the last thing this world needs, is for me to add another number to the statistic of people going postal. And I highly doubt the next poor individual wants missing teeth from the fist they will get in their mouth from doing this to me.

Thanks
~the Freaky kid