Everything but….

Proving it, bit by bit……

Well.  Let’s see.  What should I write about?

Today started in a very negative manner.  Maria, the new tenant for next door, arrived.  She was very displeased with the state of the house.  I thought she disliked us.  Big fuckin’ deal if she did, I guess.  I don’t care.

Tonight, I wake up from a nap, and I’m told that my sister called.  The same sister that Mikey was so pissed at earlier.  Or maybe it was Hank.  I don’t know.

Now, I’m told that my sister has great enthusiasm about a project she’s proposed.  I let roadblocks stand in my way.  I’m bad.  She’s good.  Same old shit.  Mikey did everything but tell me that the problems I’ve always had with MH were my own fault.

He uttered that fucked-up forbidden phrase, "That’s the way she is."

Fine.

This is the way I am, goddamnit!

I’m sad and hurt.  I am angry.

There is no "I" in "we", though.

Bye

PdGoddamnC

FUCKING LOSER BITCH ASS CUNT WORLD POPULATING FUCKERS!!!!!

oh and p.s. 

I forgot to mention that both of us have been in pain all damn day.  I don’t even fucking care that this font is different. 

Piers