Fuckin' Dog Correction

The fallowing correction must be made about my blog last night about the dumb bitch with the dog:

I'm sorry that I suggested you had kids and a creepy ass husband... I had you confused with the other assholes that own nasty ass Golden Retrievers.

Either way, I keep my promise to call the Bi-Law guy the next time I see your nasty dog

p.s. Nothing against Golden Retrievers, your cool... its your owners that aren't.

Mothman

This goes out to the huge ass moth preventing me from going in the front door of my condo:

You are one creepy, abomination... damn you for making me turn around and walk to the other door across the parking lot.

Damn you woodland, mountain, super bugs. Your fuckin' creepy.

Fuckin' Dog

This blog goes out to the dumb bitch in a red sweater riding up Alder st at 1am this morning:

Put your god awful, poorly trained, miserable dogs on a leash... because next time your dogs charge at me barking and growling, I might be inclined to kick it and call the bi-law officer on your ass.
I bet you don't have dog licenses do you?
This goes for you, your kids and your creepy ass husband.

Regards.

p.s. Yes, I am an animal lover and people like you don't deserve to own pets.

Strangely Weird Dreams #2

An old friend was visiting us with some random french girl and I was cooking pasta for everyone. My house was full of people, Terry, Becca, Court, Phil, Austin, Josh, Chris, French girl and Max
Anyways, I was busy making this huge pasta dish so I was unable to drive Chris to the Mini-Mart before it closes. So my nephew..my two year old nephew.. in perfect English says "I'll take him"... I handed Max the keys and told him to hurry up because dinner was almost ready. As he started to walk away with my keys, the thought finally crossed my mind that Max was too short and couldn't reach the pedals... not the fact that he is two...and didn't know how to drive..let alone run with out falling. I remember in the dream, it was quite the hassle that Max couldn't take Chris...who would?... never mind the other 6 full grown adults in the room.

Strangely Weird Dreams #1

Lately, I've been having the strangest dreams... strange, realistic dreams... So, I thought I might share some of them with you....

Last nights dream:

Kristen Stewart was on Dr.Phil talking about her rarin' ecstasy addiction and her new Martha Stewart tattoo.

Right. Thus concludes my strangely weird dream from last night.

ttyl

The Monday Night Line Up

Mondays are good, do you want to know why? Back to back Intervention and Obsessed. Sure, they are shows that showcase people at their all time low but its like a train wreck... you can't help but watch.

A year ago, I could relate to Obsessed because I have Anxiety disorder. I could see myself in those people, the irrational thoughts and the bizarre behavior. But like most people on the show, I sought treatment, over a year of treatment. In fact, one of my fears was moving here...to the East Koots and a year ago there would be no way in HELL that I would ever move here! I sucked it up through thick and thin and finished therapy and now that I am here, I am settled and I've maybe had two panic attacks in 5 months...watching this show right now... as I type, I see nothing of my new self in these people at all. Cured. Love it.

Intervention on the other hand.. that is a whoooooole 'nother bag of worms. Like I said, its like a train wreck. I watch loyally, every Monday... sad I know. Sometimes when I watch, I can't help think of some old friends from back home... and I hope someday they will be success stories too.

ttyl