1) Legitimate pay rapes you of money.
2)People paying a high price for a product expect you to shoot the shit with them for as long as they want.
3)Being responsible is overrated.
4)People are actually stupid enough to ask, " Does the white bean with lamb have lamb in it?"
AND FINALLY
5) It's beer friday at work and I am buzzed enough to post this dumb blog.
Thank you and good night...
Friday, February 29, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Closure
My ex-boyfriend of 2 years recently contacted me to apologize. When I replied to say that I forgave him for the abuse, the manipulation, and the misery, that I was happy and engaged to a man I loved and it was everything that happened that led me to the love of my life, he replied with this. Keep in mind he is very religious, as I formerly was, and sees me as a sinner based on my ex-communication from the church. These are the words of a sick person:
"I'm sorry. I was unaware that you were in such blatant opposition to Jehovah. And I don't deserve any credit in the least for your current status. I find it disgusting that you would thank me for that. You were headed that way long before I met you. I'm sure that John is a great guy. But you know that, without Jehovah in the relationship, whatever level of happiness you believe you've obtained is temporary at best. It's not real. If ours wasn't proof of that, then I don't know what is.
I don't think I'm saying anything that you don't already know. But for someone with so much capability for good, I really can't believe that you could do this to Jehovah and your family. Especially****. He's such a great kid. I've heard nothing but good things about him recently. But I know that he's hurting. And he really could use the big sister that everyone knows that you could be. Anyway, as I said to begin with, this wasn't supposed to be a dialogue. I believe my compulsion for writing you to be a noble one. And I must not have made it clear that I didn't want or require a response. You have my prayers, as well as those of countless others. This is the last you'll hear from me. Gabriella, come back to Jehovah. There's nothing out there.
Ryan"
and my reply, after much thought was:
"You have not changed one bit. It wasn't the seizures that made you a jerk, that's just who you are Ryan. I am only writing this to tell you two things. One, that my family does not need nor WANT your sympathy ever. They have hated you since the day they met you, and with good reason. I think they would rather rip their eyes out then ever see, talk, or hear from you. If you EVER contact them in any way be prepared for the consequences of your actions. It's bad enough what they had to go through with our "relationship". And two, who are you to even presume you know anything about me or my happiness. We didn't work out because you are a bi polar psycho that continually abused, manipulated, and broke me down so that you could control me and keep me in a situation I NEVER wanted to be in. Maybe you will never accept it, but EVERYONE knows the truth, EVERYONE saw the truth. "god" had nothing to do with that. It doesn't matter what people think of me now, they know what you are, and if they don't, I'm sorry that they are fooled by you. I replied to you simply to let you know that REGARDLESS of what you put me through I am happy and content with who i am and where i am in my life. Leave it to you to let the self righteous prick you are out when you find out that I am no longer available, in addition to being happy and unaffected by you. I wonder if you will ever accept what you are?
ABSOLUTELY NEVER CONTACT ME OR MY FAMILY AGAIN IN ANY WAY. "
You are not worthy of a name,
I am done with your manipulation, your negativity, your overall evilness.
That's the end of our dysfunctional bullshit. If you ever read this, you asshole, you will never escape what you do to people. One day it will come back to you ten fold, but until then, I am done with you. I no longer have anything but apathy towards what happened, what you did to me. I am done. And that is the end of that chapter of my life.
I needed closure, but to speak to him makes bile come into my throat. To think I was controlled for so long by someone so obviously beneath me in character and overall being, it disgusts me. I am done with it all, I am done being angry. I am done trying to get across to him that I have moved on. I will be happy and prosperous despite what he did. That is the best and only revenge I need.
"I'm sorry. I was unaware that you were in such blatant opposition to Jehovah. And I don't deserve any credit in the least for your current status. I find it disgusting that you would thank me for that. You were headed that way long before I met you. I'm sure that John is a great guy. But you know that, without Jehovah in the relationship, whatever level of happiness you believe you've obtained is temporary at best. It's not real. If ours wasn't proof of that, then I don't know what is.
I don't think I'm saying anything that you don't already know. But for someone with so much capability for good, I really can't believe that you could do this to Jehovah and your family. Especially****. He's such a great kid. I've heard nothing but good things about him recently. But I know that he's hurting. And he really could use the big sister that everyone knows that you could be. Anyway, as I said to begin with, this wasn't supposed to be a dialogue. I believe my compulsion for writing you to be a noble one. And I must not have made it clear that I didn't want or require a response. You have my prayers, as well as those of countless others. This is the last you'll hear from me. Gabriella, come back to Jehovah. There's nothing out there.
Ryan"
and my reply, after much thought was:
"You have not changed one bit. It wasn't the seizures that made you a jerk, that's just who you are Ryan. I am only writing this to tell you two things. One, that my family does not need nor WANT your sympathy ever. They have hated you since the day they met you, and with good reason. I think they would rather rip their eyes out then ever see, talk, or hear from you. If you EVER contact them in any way be prepared for the consequences of your actions. It's bad enough what they had to go through with our "relationship". And two, who are you to even presume you know anything about me or my happiness. We didn't work out because you are a bi polar psycho that continually abused, manipulated, and broke me down so that you could control me and keep me in a situation I NEVER wanted to be in. Maybe you will never accept it, but EVERYONE knows the truth, EVERYONE saw the truth. "god" had nothing to do with that. It doesn't matter what people think of me now, they know what you are, and if they don't, I'm sorry that they are fooled by you. I replied to you simply to let you know that REGARDLESS of what you put me through I am happy and content with who i am and where i am in my life. Leave it to you to let the self righteous prick you are out when you find out that I am no longer available, in addition to being happy and unaffected by you. I wonder if you will ever accept what you are?
ABSOLUTELY NEVER CONTACT ME OR MY FAMILY AGAIN IN ANY WAY. "
You are not worthy of a name,
I am done with your manipulation, your negativity, your overall evilness.
That's the end of our dysfunctional bullshit. If you ever read this, you asshole, you will never escape what you do to people. One day it will come back to you ten fold, but until then, I am done with you. I no longer have anything but apathy towards what happened, what you did to me. I am done. And that is the end of that chapter of my life.
I needed closure, but to speak to him makes bile come into my throat. To think I was controlled for so long by someone so obviously beneath me in character and overall being, it disgusts me. I am done with it all, I am done being angry. I am done trying to get across to him that I have moved on. I will be happy and prosperous despite what he did. That is the best and only revenge I need.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Georgia is my schizo cousin
So many people come to Georgia and talk about how great the weather is, how the seasons are so mild, etc. I beg to differ. As a native Georgian, can I just say, Georgia needs to be on some serious meds when it comes to the weather. Georgia has the most up and down all over the place weather of anywhere I can think of. It is impossible to buy, wear, or prepare clothes for a specific season. It can be beautiful at a crisp and clear 70 degrees when you go to sleep, only to wake up to 13 degrees and snow. Georgia is that crazy cousin that promises they're doing better this time and then steals your T.V. while you're sleeping.
Shopping for clothes is a nightmare in Georgia. It is only practical to buy as may options as possible of any one thing; Like the color on that shirt? Better get it in long sleeve, short sleeve, a sweater, a tank top, and throw in a jacket just in case. Layers are the only way to live in Georgia and be somewhat comfortable. I can't even count how many times I have come home from work to the words, "Did you change before you came home?" No, I didn't. I just shred, added, whittled down, and built up clothes, over and over and over again. If you don't wear 4 shirts, tights, jeans, a hat, and a scarf during the winter, all removable mind you, you will either end up freezing or sweating.
Don't get me started on summer. Sweltering heat and humidity one day, crisp breeze 70 degrees and sunny another. Shorts and halter top or a nice tee and jeans, who knows what Georgia will throw my way today. I swear I could walk out of the house in a bathing suit in the morning and come home in a parka by the afternoon, only to whittle down to a skirt and tank top by nightfall.
Come on Georgia, use that medicare card and get to the doctor! I need consistency! I want to know it's cold in the winter, hot in the summer, breezy and crisp in autumn, and pretty and damp in the spring. I beg of you take your meds Georgia! I can't afford for your mood swings anymore!
Shopping for clothes is a nightmare in Georgia. It is only practical to buy as may options as possible of any one thing; Like the color on that shirt? Better get it in long sleeve, short sleeve, a sweater, a tank top, and throw in a jacket just in case. Layers are the only way to live in Georgia and be somewhat comfortable. I can't even count how many times I have come home from work to the words, "Did you change before you came home?" No, I didn't. I just shred, added, whittled down, and built up clothes, over and over and over again. If you don't wear 4 shirts, tights, jeans, a hat, and a scarf during the winter, all removable mind you, you will either end up freezing or sweating.
Don't get me started on summer. Sweltering heat and humidity one day, crisp breeze 70 degrees and sunny another. Shorts and halter top or a nice tee and jeans, who knows what Georgia will throw my way today. I swear I could walk out of the house in a bathing suit in the morning and come home in a parka by the afternoon, only to whittle down to a skirt and tank top by nightfall.
Come on Georgia, use that medicare card and get to the doctor! I need consistency! I want to know it's cold in the winter, hot in the summer, breezy and crisp in autumn, and pretty and damp in the spring. I beg of you take your meds Georgia! I can't afford for your mood swings anymore!
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