Ranting..what else

This post is just to get somethings off of my chest. Things that are eating me up and driving me dangerously close to murder.

I feel used and humiliated and what makes me truly sick is that fact that my tormentors are certified losers who have nothing even remotely resembling an identity in this world. They are mediocre and pathetic and quite frankly, will go on living the rest of their dreary lives stuck in the same rut, not knowing any better.

You may have guessed and quite rightly...that this has to do with work. I'm upto my ears in their sneakiness and scared that my head might open any moment.

I'm this close to reaching for a cigarette.

I won't go over the same reasons why I'm subjecting myself to this, simply because I've already laid it threadbare once too many times and frankly, I cant be arsed to go over them again.

But, I do think that we all need to 'do our time' at some point in our lives...to you know, balance out the karma and all. This is my time in the slammer. I'll get out eventually, because everyone does. But until then I only have Dexter for relief.

And http://wellhellotherelover.blogspot.com

And YouTube

And Baskin Robbins Bavarian chocolate with marshmellows

And waking up with the Neph's mini arms around my neck

And knowing that despite all that you and I have been through and the fact that even on that front I feel defeated right now, there is love there. Somewhere.

Take that bitches.