Dumb Bitches

I am getting really sick of the Robert Bateman students loitering around our property. It used to be a few groups standing along the street around our house ( which I imagined myself plowing through with my car), but now they are actually coming up onto our property and standing underneath our tree. I don't care that it's raining outside...get the fuck away from our house with your dirty cigarettes and joints. Today about eight girls stood on our lawn giggling and coughing for thirty minutes as they passed around weed. First of all, it's not bad enough that you're using our lawn as the local hangout every lunch break....but now you're dumping your roaches and ash on our grass! What is with these young sluts these days? Are you all so self involved that you don't grasp the concept of at least cleaning up after yourselves? My family doesn't back me up on this because they don't think they are bothering anyone or causing trouble, so I can't go out there alone against a crowd of girls and just tell them to fuck off. It's not a bother that they stand eight feet from our windows? It's no trouble that they leave their trash scattered around our property? Am I just turning into this crazy hermit who hates anyone who passes by the house? No, my family is just a bunch of push-overs. My sister thinks it's funny because she smokes up herself everyday and it used to hanging out with a bunch of idiots that do the same thing. Since I'm the one who is home a lot more and sees it the most...I guess that would make me more annoyed at the situation. If I had my way, you know what I would do? Here, come along with me....I will show you. DISSOLVE TO FANTASY SEQUENCE: I open the front door, stand on the the porch and say, " Okay you emasiated skanks, get off my property and take your fuckin cancer sticks with you!" They laugh and do nothing. I tell them that I warned them, and then yell into the house, " CANNIBLE, IT'S FEEDING TIME!!" My German Shepherd runs out the door only barking at first as he chases the girls down the street. Then he lunges into the screaming crowd of sluts and rips apart their thighs which are all exposed since they all dress alike in tiny barely there skirts. They all drip with blood. And now they are crying, crying and running. I shake my fist into the air and yell " AND DON'T COME BACK YOU SILLY BITCHES!!! Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!"

Okay I took it a little far, but I'm justified. Okay I'm out for now, I'll write again soon. Expect that the longer I am unemployed, the more sinister and disturbing my blogs will become. Good day to you all.

A Rainy October Day

How do ya like that? A month later and it's still miserable outside. Fall is supposed to be my favorite season, but not this year. No crisp air, blue skies, or colourful dry leaves. Everything is just wet. On the positive side, I've been jobless for a month and it would be even worse if I was stuck inside the house all this time when its gorgeous outside. I don't feel so guilty sitting on my ass when it's rainy. It's times like these when I look back to my public school days and try to remember why I loved sick days so much. Nobody is around, my mom is at me for every little thing, and we are one of those families that don't believe in having nintendo. I must admit I love sleeping whenever the hell I want and staying up late when I want. There are perks...but I still would rather be working so I didn't feel like such a lazy useless bum. These job interviews are killing me too. I'm aiming to be a nanny for a couple of years and hopefully that will get me into a type of daycare without having to take a real ECE course. I've become so numb to interviews and the things I say during them. It makes me lose a lot of enthusiasm, but I'm not going to give up. I'll trudge ahead damnit...I'll land a job sooner or later. I've gotten offers too, but it's always ones that I realize I'd be losing a lot of money to commuting on the highway...or the dad randomly stays home all day in his office. Sometimes both parents are home and would always be around!!! Like I want them constantly checking in on me. Nuts to that. So...the search continues. I never saw myself in a career handling kids, but thats because I couldn't see a lot of things about the future. I've never had a passion for anything and it seems like I need to try things in order for me to decide if it's what I like doing. I hope this one sticks, and I have a feeling it will because to my suprise, kids seem to like me. I think it's because I'm a big goof off. In other words, i'm a big kid myself.

On a totaly different note, it's the month of Hollaween and I'm gunna deck out the front of the house in some creepy decor. I love Hollaween, and I'm waiting for the year it lands on a weekend day for a change so I can throw a party.

On another different note, Bosco has escaped for about the sixth time and we fear he has managed to squeeze his fat body into the vent. I don't see how he could manage to do that since he's twice the size he used to be...but you never know. So now I'm going around the house with a flashlight trying to find his hiding spot. Good times. Well, what else is there to do on a rainy day? I just hope he's not hurt. Okay here I go...my next entry I'll try to put up some pictures of something and I'll try to make it sooner then a month from now. Peace out.