Life is Bullshit

I was coming home from work the other day and wanted to stop off and get a drink. I put my left hand turn signal on and pull up to the driveway which leads into the parking lot I want to enter. Wouldn’t you know, all the assholes in the opposing lane are blocking the entrance to the driveway. No sooner than I see this mess does some jerk off pull up behind me and start leaning on his horn.

I’m thinking to myself, “what is your problem asshole? I am not the one blocking the driveway.”

I sit there for about 20 seconds until the light turns green and the opposing traffic starts moving. The whole time the asshole behind me is honking and no one in the opposing lane is letting me go.

I honestly wanted to pull out a full auto weapon and just spray everyone with bullets.

Ah… isn’t road rage wonderful.

Because seriously folks, I am broke as a joke. Open my wallet and all you’ll see is moths cuz the butterflies left months ago.

It’s not like I’m not working, because I am. Which by the way, I’ll bet anybody hands down that my boss is the biggest douchebag on this planet NEXT to George H W Bush Jr, and just about as clueless. But I digress. I bought a car. Said car happened to be in a fender bender. Said car needed a lot of money in repairs. I am now out 1200 dollars, and still have no car to drive. Why? Because the shop that is supposed to be fixing it really has no fucking clue. And when one thing gets fixed….. another one breaks. This, ladies and gentlemen, is bullshit. Just because I am a girl does not mean that I know jack shit about cars. I actually know a lot about cars, and I also happen to know Jack Schitt. He’s a nice guy.

That having been said, if you would like to make donations, please send any and all credit cards, cash, and anything else you can think of. It would be much appreciated, seeing as how I’m getting to work every day on pocket lint and fumes.

So I have this friend who thinks the world owes them a living. Whines about everything and anything, and then continues to whine about how anything that goes wrong in their life is not their fault. It’s always somebody else’s problem. And the more I think about it, the more I get sick and tired of hearing it. It’s like jesus christ, grow up and get a set of balls for crying out loud. And what pisses me off even more, is when I’M the one getting asked for advice; I tell them how I would handle the situation, and they completely ignore my advice. It’s like I’m talking for my fucking health.

Like for example; this friend of mine refuses to live within normal means. Is always buying expensive things, or whining to their spouse to buy expensive things, but refuses to take responsibility when the bills can’t be paid. You would be AMAZED (or not depending on your circle of friends) how many times out of the year I hear this endless circle of whiny snotty baby bullshit. It’s getting ANNOYING.

Here’s my take: I am not your fucking psychologist. I am not going to fix your life. Quit asking me for advice if you have absolutely no intentions of following what I say because it’s not what you want to hear. Get up off your ass and get a better job. Do whatever it is that you need to do to make sure that your life is straight because nobody else is going to do it for you. This is bullshit. Grow up and take responsibility for yourself and your actions.

I drive a car that is currently wrecked. It drives, but I probably shouldn’t be driving it. I have been trying to take it in to this place nearby that is GREAT with collision damage, doesn’t bitch if you buy your own parts, and doesn’t overcharge for labor. The only problem is, I can’t, because it seems like their body guy has a problem with showing up for work on time and SOBER. Which is exactly why drugs should be illegal.

I’ve been dicked around for the past four weeks as to when I can bring my car in. And for every week I’ve gone to make an appointment there is SOME bullshit reason WHY my car can not be fixed. For christ’s sake it’s only a fucking FENDER, not like the whole front end was ripped off. How long could this possibly take to fix?!? Five minutes? Five hours? Certainly NOT two days. It’s just a flesh wound!  And then the price of the labor keeps changing on me. This is complete utter bullshit, dicking me around and then trying to screw me price wise. Fuck you and your fucking excuses. When my car is done, I’m putting the biggest most ridiculous rims I can find on it just because I CAN. Because that’s how I roll.

My friend and I where talking about the legalization of Marijuana in America. In California, one article claimed that if the herb was legally grown and the proceeds from its sale legally taxed, that California would generate an additional $1 billion in tax revenue each year. The problem is since no Marijuana has ever been legally sold on the books (other than medical which is a separate accounting system anyway) where are they getting these numbers? Apparently the numbers are BULLSHIT, which brings me to my next point. Doing drugs which cause laziness, overeating, general asswipery, cancer and genetic damage is not cool.

Stop doing drugs all you faggots. Really, isn’t it time you grew the fuck up?

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