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So life this week is pretty damn amazing.

I think it's a change I want to have keep happening.

I mean, it's even Thursday and I haven't fucked anything up, or picked a fight even once. If I keep this up, then tomorrow I'll get a gold star sticker on my chart. When the whole thing is filled up, I'm giving myself a trip to Disneyland. Or something on the first grader scale of motivation anyway. Like...I don't know, drugs or something.

Or does that count as fucking up the valarnet, even though it's a joke? Damn, there I go again, knocking myself down to a silver star, or even green one. Well, at least I tried?


Shepard

Is there a good time to swing by and borrow the range for a bit? When no one who could get hurt will be around? I got some throwing knives a while back and feel ready to give them a go.

Hello internet posting board. What's the normal way to introduce yourself on these things?

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MY LITTLE BOY IS NOW A MAN!

I know, I know, I'm awesome. In other words, hell to the yes early acceptance letter!

Yay, getting in fights over boys. Yep. Gonna miss high school so fucking much. Whoever said they were the "best years of your life" was a lying asshole.

Zev, sweetie, I had a such a fabulous time during our hot date and stuff. BUT? Hi. I think when we were in the restroom, I probably shoved my panties in your back pocket since I didn't want to fling them around in the coffeehouse potty room and I need them back now. They're not exactly cheap.

I wasn't sure how to get a hold of you since we didn't exactly exchange numbers as much as we exchanged kinky things. And then ran like hell in the opposite direction because REASONS. =D OK SO IF YOU WANT THEN YOU CAN MAIL THEM BACK TO ME ASAP THNX. ♥

Edit: OMG I GUESS WE'RE SUCH PERVS OK? Some people should avert their eyes before they burn if they're easily offended. SRS FACE YOU GUYS. I already had to block some principal person or something!

Yay, I have insomnia and the chest cold from hell. That's a super fun combination. I forget - are you supposed to just let the fever run its course or are you supposed to take ibuprofen and pray to die? I figure I'll do that second one after I get sick of the first one.

My God, what a bitch.

...Uh...

the hell did I just read? Fuck's sake, the man's my godfather. Porn star guy IS hot but not really my type so much. Ollie's type? I'd buy it, but...

Yes, Network, I'm fine. No, Network, I'm not coming back.

((IP address traces to a coffee shop in Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco))

Not that I'm going back to the anger management group, but I got Crip the guy I attacked's email, sent him an apology and a Starbucks card. I mean, when you think about, probably the least I could do considering he was bleeding when I got kicked out, right? He's the only one in this who gets an apology though. Well, I mean, unless somebody here was seriously offended by me, but that's starting to look really insincere, and I'm not buying you coffee. The shrink heading it up gets nothing though. Lots of cramping my style from her end, so I can't even feel bad about that.


Well.

I don't feel bad about it from her perspective anyway, let's put it that way. Hated her from the start, and I'm happy to move on, but I'm relatively pissed off about having to start the process all over again. The whole twenty questions routine with me having to come up with answers to all of the questions they inevitably ask, not even to be invasive or suggestive, but to try to READ into my brain and all. I'm already someone's damn science experiment, so I reaaally don't appreciate feeling like one of those again, you know? ( Read more... )


You try explaining all of that to someone new, when my last one really only knew that I was pissed about my arm and not being useful to Ollie ...people anymore. It's not exactly happy dancing unicorn thought inducing, and veers toward the ulcer category.

Anyway. I'm sorry I'm a ragey asshole, valarnet. That's the whole point of this, I guess.




...You try explaining all of that to a shrink...

I...have an awkward work related problem. I've realized, like within the last month, that nobody there really...respects me. Well, my boss actually does. But co-worker wise. I'm starting to realize, what with the dreams I've been having of being someone so much more awesome than I am that people really DO respect, that I need to fix my image and fix it fast.

Ideas?

Guess who got asked to leave anger management group today?

It wasn't the first time people have given me dirty looks when I've been in there, but when I dared refer to my wheelchair using neighbor as "Crip", since I don't care enough to learn the names of the people shafted into this pathetic thing, I kind of made the anger management problem we're all here in the group for flare up again.

So I got punched and a broken nose and the therapist informed me I was disturbing her calm, or whatever it was, she said along those lines, I was tuning her out because the whole thing was bullshit seriously, and I got removed from the group and apparently it's recommended I do private sessions until I'm "ready" to deal with my problems.

It's almost like she read my mind and gave me what I wanted. I'm not actually GOING to work with her, since I said I'd try group therapy and lasted three weeks, which is a lot longer than I agreed to anyway, so really...

I can live with this option. My anger's plenty controled anyway. I just hide it when I'm somewhere that pisses me off, you know?