Daily Archive for September 9th, 2008

Never Should Have Said It

Published on September 9, 2008 in Soapbox. 3 Comments

I never should have fuckin’ said that I’m comfortable here and that I call it home. Never should have said it. I’ll be out at the beginning of the year. Thanks Fife, thank you very much. And why on earth would your fucking daughter say to pay me $50 to clean your filthy ass house so she can move in? Fuck that!!!  You stupid fuck!! You fucking, fucking ass hole. Goddammit! Your own stupid ass daughter can’t stay in her own fucking house, no she wants to move in here for a minor few months and toss away stability no matter who it affects. Nice woman, nice one all around. I saw it coming though. When he asked to rent my second room I saw where it was going. The fucking asshole had to be begged by his son to be allowed to stay here in his spare bedroom but she gets to have his one stable renter move out so she and her fucking husband can move back here. Why did his son have to nearly beg to stay for 2 months but she gets an entire two bedroom apartment simply by asking? You stupid motherfucker!!!!

Austin —- simply didn’t need that news.

Therapy and A Forever Home

Published on September 9, 2008 in Art, Mental Health, PTSD and Therapy. 3 Comments

I saw the stand in therapist aka the baby sitter also known as The Lamb. I don’t do well with female therapists at all, there’s too much room for transference issues. I was rather nervous about going but heck, I set up two appointments with her while Dr. D is on vacation. The first was today, the second is on Thursday. I’d say the session went well. I really just needed someplace to touch base and she did well in providing that. We talked about Captain and Blossom as well as about art work. She actually read some of my file before I showed up which was impressive. She’s only going to see me for two sessions but she still read my file to know a bit about me before I showed up. Very cool.

Like with Dr. D we looked at some therapy artwork and talked about it. Before I went in I scribbled a bit to kind of manage the anxiety of meeting with her. We went over that sketch and talked about the foster dog I have. Continue reading ‘Therapy and A Forever Home’

Black People Bite

Published on September 9, 2008 in For the Record, Humor and Stupid People. 2 Comments

Cabby Negative showed up on time and in full cynical force today. I was pleased to see him. After a few declarations about what races he’s not a fan of he told me a story that had me rolling. There’s a “big white guy” that use to work for the cab company. He had major issues with black people. One day he picked up a young black woman who decided to light a cigarette in the back seat. He, in full itchy neck style turned to her in the back seat, pointed his finger in her face and told her to put the cigarette out. She of course wasn’t pleased with a chubby finger in her face so she shouted at him. A few words were exchanged and he began to point even closer in her face. She bit him. He then said, “This is why I don’t like picking up black people.” I guess the “why” is ’cause black people bite.

Years later the old guy died but I hear it wasn’t bite related.

Joan of Arc

Black People Bite-Tuesday, September 09, 2008-3:42PM EST