Captains log...
2015.08.01
At home in the garage I reflect on the events of the day.
Sad is the news of WWF legend of legends, the passing of the Hot Rod.
It's these events that I guess facilitate the thoughts of one's mortality. The passing of childhood celebrity's in one form or another.
C'est la vie....
I do have to vent about shit though... And honestly I'm beyond fed up with Pam at the moment.
I really have no clue as to what her fucking issue is at the moment as she refuses to talk to me. She keeps playing this not gonna say what it really is that is bugging me shit.
I've paid attention to everything she's said all day and all she did was bitch about every fucking thing she could think of.
She apparently was making some home wrecker rants and I'm not sure why... And when I indirectly asked why she was being weird in an Betty Crocker-esque manner.... She made some lame ass excuse about she was just making sure that she wasn't castrating me like she's done in the past. She wasn't being her usual self and I'm not discounting the blue moon - red moon situation either.
Ugh...
Today really was the first day I ever truly felt that I no longer wanted to be around her and that was a really fucked up feeling to feel.
I really don't know what to do...
Coincidentally I need to see into this 15 cognitive distortions thing in more detail.
Not a good day today... But hey I'll be 42 soon.
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