Sunday, March 25, 2012

What Doesn't Kill You...makes you tired

Have you guys heard the song by Kelly Clarkston..'What doesn't kill you ...makes you stronger'.

What a line of crap.

I can not stand that quote.  Who even thought of that?  And now there is a song that takes the most stupid  quote in the WHOLE world and puts it in a nice little tune that I can not get out of my head!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Fuck Really?...what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.  No...what doesn't kill you...makes you bitter, pissed off, revengeful, and bitchy.  I know this for a fact.  One of my other faaavooorites is 'Good things come to those who wait'....and this is the motto all of my lazy kids live by.  The just think they can lay around eating our food and watching our T.V. and good things will happen to them.  They seem to be VERY confused at the idea that with hard work...blood, sweat and tears ...good things happen.

yes..with a job...comes money
I haven't blogged for a while....because I'm addicted to playing solitaire on my new Kindle Fire.  I know..pathetic.  I have this great device for reading, interneting and shit...and I'm playing solitaire.  I'm ashamed of myself.  Before I got my Kindle rarely caught me without my nose in a book....and now...I'm playing solitaire.

I have been busy though..with other things too.  Like keeping up after this family..which is exhausting and frankly another reason I know for a fact...what doesn't kill you ...DOES NOT make you stronger.  It makes you tired.  I love them...but I am ready for them to move away.  Me and dirt guy...we love each other so  much and love spending time alone...ALONE...did you get the alone part?  But...there is no reason to believe that we will be alone anytime we are building a HUGE we can pretend we are alone...  even though all of the money sucking shits will still be in the house.  We had a few hopeful moments thinking Mimi was moving after graduation this May...but somehow I have convinced her to stay here and go the local community college for the first two years.  Sometimes I am my own worst enemy.  There are days when she says she is moving...on the days she is pissed at me...but usually by the next day she has decided that living here is not too bad...I mean it's a pretty good gig they got going here.

 I'm glad she is staying...I would miss her.

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