But eventually their myopic souls will look past my mask of sanity, and see into my sadistic eyes, my relentless fury, and to those I do not imbue my abject truculence on, they will watch my malignant, cancerous bodily impositions, and listen to my pernicious invectives; they will watch like Brazilians watch bull fighting. Then, will they witness the mayhem I have caused and will perpetuate, and my utter indifference to ward it off. And after my satanic rage, I will admit this gruesome, brute fact; my confession will be meaningless.
^ someone should sig that.
Hell no. I'm still trying to figure out what you wrote there...
I finally figured out why it appears to never rain in this city. It's ninja rain. I walked out of my dorm at 7 am today and saw the streets and cars soaked with water for the first time in my 2+ months here. The sky was actually cloudy, not foggy, and it looked like it was ready to rain again. I then went to get something to eat and went back to my dorm. I then left the dorm a mere 4 hours later to discover completely dry roads, sidewalks, cars, homeless people and buildings, and the sky was clear and sunny. Had I not woken up so early, I wouldn't have never guessed it had rained during the night! Clearly, clearly, the only explanation is that each rain droplet is a skilled ninja, able to appear at night and disappear completely before most of the city is any the wiser.
Sneaky!
Steam evaporation. If you'd stayed in front of a window, you would have seen the wetness evaporating into billows of steam right off of the roofs and streets. Yup, ninja rain alright
-I really like that word..
ninja rain. Gonna use it here on the island for some of the sneakier rain types we get.
Work and viewing last night along with rosary
Funeral and rosary tonight
work tomorrow morning get up at 6 am
Fun week
My condolences.
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Well, I've survived a visit from my son's mother, who graced us with the first visit in nine months from the states, where she currently lives.
I got played like a puppet
She stayed in my house, with no real money(but she can pay for the flight easily it seems), slept either on the couch or in my son's room on the spare bed, monopolized my computer for the entire duration to either be on facebook or http://www.khimeros.com/index.php, which I don't want explained to me..
ever. States she wants to help move in and decorate my son's room, but does absolutely nothing.. at all!
Oh wait.. she was sick from jetlag (because it hits her harder than other people, you see..), then sick from her period (I think. This wasn't completely communicated between us) and then just sick (Because she said so. It was the vanilla kind) And whenever she cooked, the grocery bill was twenty bucks -for the day, a pile of dishes a mile high (why must some people use ever dish in the house to prepare a meal?) and indigestion (while I usually make rice and stir fry veggies and have no problems)
She won't be back for three years because otherwise it'll get in the way of life too much (her words). She promises to stay in touch this time around, and that the last few years were an anomaly.
I, in due course, have almost become bitter towards ALL women- you know,
as a species, and must now go through numerous hours of detoxification, self reflection and meditation to alleviate myself from these negative vibes.
So ladies, because of her, please cut me some slack.
Either that or gimmi a shotgun and something to kill.