This rant would normally go on another blog, but since that one is read by whom is being ranted about, cant’ rant there.
J needs to crawl out of her little hole and realize that the world does not bend to make her happy. Everything is about HER. I’m sorry she was in New York on 9/11, I’m sorry her mother got cancer and she had to come back to Alabama (her mom is recovered now), and I’m sorry that 11 days after she moved to New Orleans that Katrina swam ashore and she ended back in Alabama and her big dream of being an actress is not happening. Bitch about being “alone” and when you “hook” an SCA dude, you blow him off cause he’s trying to make a plan and wont’ listen your bad day. So what do I get to do, listen to you about it and listen to him about him, stuck in the middle and I see both sides. Can’t say what needs to be said to you because then I will be an uncaring bitch who does not understand and feel sorry for you. Sometimes life just sucks, things don’t always turn out the way you want them too. I did no ask to get thrown into a living hell with this thing called Multiple Sclerosis, but I try not to base my life on it. Yet when I feel the need to have a little venting or ranting, you turn you head and do not listen, if it’s not about you then it does not matter.
In semi-non rant mode, I’m going to Castle Wars this weekend, YIKES I gotta wash my garb. Hell, gotta figure out what I’m wearing, i gotta get some new garb, geeze.
Shit, I’m off in search of a glass of wine.
NOTE: did not find wine, settled for chocolate covered cashews instead.