It's been a while since I've felt the need to rant and rave like a lunatic but circumstances have finally pushed me over the edge of Not Giving A Big Shit what anyone thinks about me. There are people and situations that have pissed me the hell off in the last few months and I'm gonna bitch. Don't wanna read it? Click that little BACK button and go back to where you came from, bitches.
Here's the list in no particular order:
1. The people that think I want to be their mama and then treat me like shit and try to control who I can talk to: fuck off. I'll be friends with whomever I wish and I'll tell the truth about you, too. Sorry to fuck up your web of lies. You're really not that clever and certainly not that entertaining. And I NEVER wanted to be your mama. YOU made that part up for your own twisted reasons. I don't need your rude, passive-aggressive crap in my life. Also: pay what you fucking owe me, assholes.
2. The Greek Mafia: fuck you for ruining the Moon. You suck, you don't pay your bills and you can't even do payroll checks without them bouncing. I'm done worrying about it, you can all fuck off. I'm not putting my name in the same sentence with you assholes. Just pay me what you owe me in cash and I'm gone. RIP Crescent Moon. :-(
3. The person who thinks I should "hang on" and not cut people and/or situations loose, like, EVER: shut the fuck up. I'm tired of hearing it. I'm not you and I don't feel the need to keep pouring energy into lost causes. See #1 and #2 for said LOST CAUSES. Figure out what your issue is and I'll talk to you about that. I'm done listening to how I don't give things a chance. We all know it's about money, don't we? Just admit it so we can work it out.
4. The Dragoncon Kool Aid Drinking cult: kiss my ass. I'll say whatever the fuck I feel like about that pathetic excuse for a Con. I'll never EVER be a Kool Aid drinking con slave like you and I'm happy about that. Fuck off if you don't like it. I'll make sure to remember you losers while I'm at a REAL con called Comic-Con San Diego meeting all the sci-fi stars that matter and rubbing elbows with every comic book company on the planet.
5. Ditto for ACE Atlanta.
6. As a matter of fact, the city of Atlanta and pretty much everybody can kiss my fucking ass. I'm sick of this whole scene and I'm sick of asshole people sucking up my energy and oxygen. Just fuck off already. If you don't like me, then move the fuck on. Just damn.
7. Birthdays are starting to really suck. I don't like them any more. I don't like the numbers and I don't like where I am in relation to the numbers. Bah. Fuck birthdays. Who knows if I'll do the Sunday thing or not? If not, just party with Emily. You'll never miss me.
2007 is ending and I'm glad of it. It's been a dead end year. Hopefully 2008 will bring some new energy with it. I could certainly use some. I'm about to lose my everloving mind at the moment. The urge for a road trip is just about to overpower me. Have credit; will travel.
Posted by Misangela at November 6, 2007 11:59 AM