i just feel mad about everything so thought i'd try and help my freakin' elevated bp out by letting some words fly. don't even no where to start, but as i tell my patients, start anywhere, say anything, no editing. so there, the good doc must take her own advice.
i just can't believe that americans would rather cut off vital services and valuable educational resources than have the top 2% of americans pay more taxes. i can't believe we didn't reinstate the estate tax. IT ONLY AFFECTS COUPLES WHO MAKE MORE THAT $250,000 PER YEAR. let's face it folks...that is NOT the VAST majority of us, myself most definately included. in fact i am a lucky small business owner who has not received a paycheck the last four friggning pay periods. i work my butt off, and everyone gets paid but me. well, by wonderful bookkeeper frequently has to hold hers, as well as one of my long term massage therapists, also a wonderful person. sometimes others when we just don't have it. i am sick and tired of being broke and broker. yet i am so lucky at the same time. my husband has a steady mostly safe job as a teacher. so we have health insurance. if hubby lost/changed jobs, my daughter and I would be SOL. with my damn lupus and ra and her type 1, no insurance would cover us if the insensitive egomaniacal republicans get their way and gut the health insurance reform. my daughter would die without her meds and i would be unable to work and be in horrid pain. yeah, that's the american way. survival of the richest.
am also pissed off because my mouth hurts, i have a toothache, my knees hurt, my feet are swollen, and i want to punch someone. can't get my aggression out with sports like i used to be able to. i guess i'm gonna have to cuss here cause i can barely cuss in this southern baptist polite women environment. goddammit anyways. fuck 'em. take a flying leap at the moon.
eat shit and die. haha when i first moved here, i actually said that to a woman in a parking lot at the bank when she tried to give me a hard time about having my dogs in my car. omg the look on her face was priceless! don't fuck with me, i've lived in new york y'all wimpy motherfuckers. scared of words for crying out loud. they are just words. words. ah well. i have to admit the weather most of the year is awesome, and the honeysuckle smells so sweet as i come into the house this day in april while my poor compadres across the states are dealing with various unpleasant weather situations. now, july and august are truly miserable. i used to be totally heat tolerant. i could walk in middle of july day, 100 degrees, 99% humidity. and my dear friend judy walked with me, bless her heart. i could play tennis no matter the heat. well that all changed with the goddamn lupus. now i have practically nil heat tolerance, a/c is my dear dear friend. i just didn't understand why some of my patients would go to england or ireland or alaska or some other cold places in the summer instead of to the beach, only a couple hours from us here. now i do. i can't be in the sun anymore. truly sucks. i loved being outside, all day long, in and out of water, whatever. tanned very easily, never burned except one horrid time after the beach in South Africa. apparently ozone not so great there, either, got terrible burn. got more empathy for people with sunburn and also less for those who just are so stupid to keep getting sunburn. yes, virginia, tomato is a skin color.
well this may be long enough for a start. hmm, anything else i want to bemoan right now? money. politics. religion. stupidity. guess i've hit the main issues.
anyway, fuck you if you cant take it. am tired of being so nice all the goddamn time. time for my inner bitch goddess to come back out. has been hiding since the south and especially since parenthood. no kids in the home, we survived!! yay us. 30 year anniversary coming up in june, have the most wonderful hubby in the world and we;re heading to Islamorada/Fl keys to sm little famiy owned hotel we've gone to over the years, especially pre-kids. wait i better change my blog name def need anonymity.
ciao for now, friends and foes.
Now, you manage to justifiably vent WHILE STILL pointing out the positive. You just made me think harder about my own self for a minute... and I need to balance that last shit post of mine with one that acknowledges those good things. Can't ever lose sight of those.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry to hear about your heat sensitivity. I can relate to some degree since pregnancy. I have no tolerance even now, it seems. It's hard when the things we used to do without thought are now impossible and yearned for.
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