Back to the Bird...
And so I'm living back at the apartment complex managed by my GF... and living with what used to be my cat, Damien, who thinks folded clothing is the place to sleep, and Einstein, her fucking noisy African Grey Parrot. The parrot has learned the loudest most annoying shriek from her other bird, Jack, a Nanday Conure (spl?)... and loves to bust out with it at 6:30 in the morning... Right about when my tired ass is trying to sleep (or at any other given time, day or night- if the kitchen light is on). Just about killed the fucking thing after a long night of irritation and annoyance working on art that falls short of my standards, and then trying to game on FFXI, everything I try to do there fails as well... just fucking sick of EVERYTHING at this point.
Then there's the fucking tenants... who think nothing of blasting their car stereos outside the complex at 6:30 as well. OR friends of the tenants. Iono...
IF I had a gun, I'd go on a killing spree... The Bird, her tenants, my ex's ex, and a WHOLE lot MORE.
Of course, I COULD have stayed at the house in San Jacinto, but I was sleeping with my sword in the bed with me, mostly cos the neighborhood is not patrolled by police (SJPD shuts down at 4pm), and BAD people live there. And the people there blasted car stereos loud enough to shake the walls n floor of our BRICK house.
Yes, I SHOULD just go crazy(er) and kill a few people. Maybe THEN I'd get a nice QUIET padded cell. (and this from someone who likes his death metal LOUD - when appropriate)
Meanwhile, my seizure disability claim was denied... waiting for the depression/etc. claim to be denied as well. "No doctor reports to verify my problems" is basically the answer. I SHOULD just go kill a few random people once the denial comes in. Prove them wrong.
Yes, I'm in a GOOD mood today.
FUCK YOUR WORLD. It sucks ass anyway.
Then there's the fucking tenants... who think nothing of blasting their car stereos outside the complex at 6:30 as well. OR friends of the tenants. Iono...
IF I had a gun, I'd go on a killing spree... The Bird, her tenants, my ex's ex, and a WHOLE lot MORE.
Of course, I COULD have stayed at the house in San Jacinto, but I was sleeping with my sword in the bed with me, mostly cos the neighborhood is not patrolled by police (SJPD shuts down at 4pm), and BAD people live there. And the people there blasted car stereos loud enough to shake the walls n floor of our BRICK house.
Yes, I SHOULD just go crazy(er) and kill a few people. Maybe THEN I'd get a nice QUIET padded cell. (and this from someone who likes his death metal LOUD - when appropriate)
Meanwhile, my seizure disability claim was denied... waiting for the depression/etc. claim to be denied as well. "No doctor reports to verify my problems" is basically the answer. I SHOULD just go kill a few random people once the denial comes in. Prove them wrong.
Yes, I'm in a GOOD mood today.
FUCK YOUR WORLD. It sucks ass anyway.