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So yeah... Welcome to my blog. This is my little piece of the world where things that are on my mind (and probably shouldn't be) get dumped. Keep in mind that to read this is to take a peek into my brain and sometimes I don't even like to be there so beware. If you think I am talking about you, take a minutes and ponder why I might have a thought about your that I'd want out of my head and understand that I put it here so that I didn't go off on you! Anyway, have fun reading!
Sunday, September 05, 2010
Ok Seriously...
I think, bloggers, that I may have to rethink my policy on not cussing people out close to Sundays or on them. Too many people are testing their luck to see just how far they can push me and I'm going to be honest with you, if I go over that cliff, Im taking several people down with me. Most markedly, I am going to take The ex and his girlfriend. I try to be a mild manners person. It doesnt always work, but at least I try. DO YOU KNOW, last night about a quarter to twelve my phone rings. My ringtones are currently messed up so I thought it was my mom with a late night thought. No, it was Randy. He asked me if I was sleep and when I told him no, he handed the phone to HER. Bloggers, what followed was possibly the worst half an hour lesson in no class politics I have ever heard. She talked about the way she gre up, there is no HALF brother or sister. There is only sis or bro. She grew up with three brothers and two sisters and none of them had the same combination of parents. Then she went into she was sorry about the circumstances but its life now and how we have to clear the pink elephant out of the room because we are all related. All the kids have Henderson blood. I AM NOT RELATED TO HER!!!! I dont care if the kids are related. The fact remains that no matter how much time psses and the truth is that my marriage wasnt a happy one, this is still the woman that put a real shit stain on my marriage. I mean what the fuck??? In my family when a dog does his shit, he takes it away so it doesnt stick up the room. I also grew up in a family that doesnt raise (for lack of a better more pc word) other peoples bastards. I know its a bad words but still. It was fine for his family to do that. My MIL raised the son her husband fathered duriing their marriage. Apparently the girls family did the same. I dont care about how they gre up. I have to say, this all shows that neither of them have any class because someone with class wouldnt have done that. I'm floored. I wanted so much to hurt something last night so bad it was ridiculous. I'm just.... WOW...
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