Some ask me why I do not blog so often anymore. Can you blame me? Every time I write an exciting blog, SOMEONE gets pissed off, certain Presidents get in trouble, etc. I am not one to walk on eggshells, so I just walk around them instead. Some of the stuff that happens to me is too exciting to blog about. It would excite many but piss off a certain few and I just don't have the time to apologize so often.
So I use twitter to do mini-blogs when I am out and about. Harmless stuff that shouldn't irritate. Then there are things that take up too much space and won't fit on twitter. Like this SHIT: Left house at 6:15 pm for a facial at Bliss Spa. Then got a bite to eat, came home at 10pm, front of house was DARK and I KNOW I turned outside lights on when I left. Switch didn't help, lights had been UNSCREWED by some sneaky fuck who STOLE MY NEW BIKE. The Lesbians who live below me MUST have heard/seen this shit as my bike was chained up to the heavy duty judy fence on my porch, which is (no lie) THREE feet from their fucking bed room window. They MOAN and whine how, since their bed room window is so close to my bike and car, they can hear me leaving and coming each time but this time, they conveniently didn't hear any commotion. They have two YAPPY dogs too, are you kidding me? The dogs didn't bark? Pffft!
Fucking wenches, I swear, a while gang of hooded hooligans can come and snatch their cars right in front of me and I will just wave at them. The porch had been swept, no leaves there anymore, so either the thieves are anal about leaving their "work place" tidy or the bitches had been out there cleaning up. I am pissed/sad and feel violated. SURE it could be worse, things can ALWAYS be worse, but if you've ever had a bike stolen from your yard/porch, you know where I'm coming from.
No point in buying another bike NOW as it is getting cold out anyways. I will wait til Spring and spend ANOTHER $200 on a bike and this time I guess I will have to schlepp it inside every night. pffft. HATE THIEVES (a year ago my car was broken into and my purse was stolen along with many other things (iPod, speakers etc). Karma sadly takes too long for such idiots to get what they deserve sometimes.
Birthday is Tuesday, but I will be going out with the girls tonight (Monday) for karaoke and a bite to eat. Not sure about you but each year that passes, my tolerance of bullshit gets smaller. I always make new friends but sometimes I have to cut "old friends" out of my life. The kind of friends who are always there when they need a favor, promotion, help, money a lift somewhere, food, etc, but are never around when you would like to see them. THOSE kind of friends. I have "deleted" three of those recently and it feels good. One should not allow people to walk all over you, no matter how long you have known them you know? Sometimes I worry, does getting older mean being bitter? I hope not but it seems you have a choice, be a hammer or a nail. For me, friendship, or any kind of relationship should be give and take, not just take. But people LOVE to take and if you allow them to, they will never stop. I am thinking the more intelligent and/or successful people are, the less friends they have. Ever notice how people who have no job/money/goals have loads of friends? Easier to find others like that I suppose (and maybe life is easier like that). I can't live like that. I am too ambitious and it has nothing to do with earning. It has to do with the challenge of going as far as you can with your goals. Keeps me on my toes.
Even if I ever got wealthy, I would still drive same car, wear same clothes, etc. Would NOT go out and buy jewelry (STUPID) or designer clothes (EVEN DUMMER). Would maybe buy a house with HUGE yard and dog flap, to allow LOADS of dogs I would buy get in and out to shit without me having to bring them out each time. THAT is a goal. heh heh.
I am SUPPOSED to be writing my book and my literary agent told me last Jan "an hour a day please" I STILL haven't done that. YIKES!! By the time I am done answering the Dr. Dot emails, it's usually 6 or 7AM, then I watch something for an hour, as I just can't be asked to TYPE anymore, this is also why I don't blog much anymore either. I am so overwhelmed it's insane. BUT I am not complaining. I LOVE my work. I have morphed more into a dispatcher than a massage therapist. I spend at least 7 hours a day online connecting people. Helping people. So if you are frustrated that my blog has become too "work like" then please join me on twitter: dr_dot
Gotta get off here now "Lay off me, I'm STARVING!!"