10 « December « 2009 « The People Behind My Eyes

For some reason I’ve spent the vast majority of the day on the verge of tears. I have no idea why but they’re just behind my eyes. I can feel them waiting to spill but they don’t. I thought about how hard it was to keep my dinner down tonight and was a bit peeved that a nice dinner ended up in the dog’s bowl. I thought about all of this as I walked into the kitchen to fill my one gallon water jug which I keep back here. When I got in there I saw Senior left his plate in the sink floating in water with food all around it. I asked Senior to move his plate but he only giggled and told me to move it myself.

Austin: No, I don’t think so. It’s dirty and wet. It’s got food floating in the water. I don’t want to touch that.
Senior: Well then move the strainer from the other side and use that side.
Austin: No, that’s filthy too. I don’t want my jug to even touch the sink.
Senior: Laughed.
Austin: I’ve already fucking abandoned the kitchen because you’re so fucking filthy.

(At this point I was watching myself curse him out which has only happened two other times since I’ve been here. I could see myself but there was no effort to stop.)

Austin: It’s bullshit that you can’t even clean up after your damn self. It doesn’t make any fucking sense what so ever.

I stormed off back into my area.

Continue reading ‘Short Fuse’

These here are a few of the most recent search engine terms to come into my blog. Beside them I’ve written my response.

F**king anxiety – this has shown up several times in the last few days. I’m not sure what that’s about but it sounds like something I’d say.

Girls in the box – I’ve seen this several times too and have no clue what it means. I’ve never been in a box but there was that time I spent in the closet.

Dog loud breathing smacking lips snoring – Yup, that pretty much describes Gus.

Crowned knot – um, okay but I’m not certain I’ve ever mentioned book making on my blog.

Is people watching a disorder – Yes, it’s called voyeurism and is illegal in most states.

Dog belly button – …… speaking of disorders.

Poems about eyes and acupuncture – If you find any let me know. That sounds kind of interesting bordering weird.

What to say to annoyingly positive people – You start out by letting them know the statistics of their disorder. They’re not alone; 1% of the human population suffers from the delusion of happiness. Let them know that if they try hard enough they can be as bitter and unhappy as the rest of us. They’ll try to get you to see the bright side but remind them after a month or so their anti-happy medication will help them see just how hopeless things really are. They should set their sights and standards low and always expect the worst. Once they abandon this so-called positive attitude the emotionally challenged and morally bankrupt will accept them into their fold. If your lack of support is done properly your sick friend will eventually depend upon, perhaps even look forward to being part of the crowd that goes home to black and white TV and a half gallon of ice cream. If they insist upon their happy course of action know that you failed yet another person in life. Why did you even try?

My favorite find of the day:

Those who criticize our generation forget who raised it.