Sleeping dogs lie.
A lot of people don't know this about me, but I'm actually pretty tolerant. At least when it comes to people I know or have any shred of respect for. I have - somewhat intentionally - created the illusion that I can't stand a single person and I have less patience than a moth has attention. But the truth is, I train myself to put up with more crap from people I know. From random strangers, hell no. But from people that I know and communicate with on a regular basis, I work hard to stay patient, because I know I put my friends through a lot of crap; most of which they don't deserve, because I'm the first to acknowledge that I have much better friends than I deserve.
But...even I have limits.
It is now July 7th, 2008. Dragonfly remains unfulfilled. Am I concerned? Not yet. I still have over a month to get it done. But am I starting to get annoyed? You bet I am. And I'll be damned if the one thing I've dedicated myself to working on over the past year is going to be ruined because of some minor fucking detail. And by "minor detail", I mean the whole fucking reason for the fucking plan. I'm not about to invalidate the last 12 months of my life because of the typical bullshit I've come to expect from half of this godforsaken species on this godforsaken planet. To fail at this mission is one thing, but to fail to carry it out is entirely different, and I won't tolerate it. It's bad enough that this whole goddamn thing depends on someone else; I can't stand putting so many of my eggs in SOMEONE ELSE'S basket. But I'll be damned if I let this go.
Let me make myself perfectly clear: nothing...NOTHING will stand in the way of what needs to be done. I will not allow ANYONE to interfere with what I've been planning for the past year. I've come too far and planned too hard to let this whole thing swirl down the toilet because of some flaky bullshit that's being sprung on me out of fucking nowhere. Fuck the past, fuck what's been said, fuck what signals have been sent out. Nothing else matters except accomplishing what I set out to accomplish in this fucking summer. I have planned for this for too long. I've had this weight on my shoulders for over two years now, and this plan on my mind for the past year. Failing to carry this out would be an acceptable and reprehensible mistake, and I'm not going to stand for it. I've made the mistake of keeping my mouth shut in the past, and I still regret it to this day. Not again. I will not allow an opportunity of this nature to slip through my fingers again.
Dragonfly WILL be carried out. I will do whatever is necessary to force the issue and get it done, and may the God that so many of my friends believe in have mercy on the soul of any poor son of a bitch that tries to stand in my way.
But...even I have limits.
It is now July 7th, 2008. Dragonfly remains unfulfilled. Am I concerned? Not yet. I still have over a month to get it done. But am I starting to get annoyed? You bet I am. And I'll be damned if the one thing I've dedicated myself to working on over the past year is going to be ruined because of some minor fucking detail. And by "minor detail", I mean the whole fucking reason for the fucking plan. I'm not about to invalidate the last 12 months of my life because of the typical bullshit I've come to expect from half of this godforsaken species on this godforsaken planet. To fail at this mission is one thing, but to fail to carry it out is entirely different, and I won't tolerate it. It's bad enough that this whole goddamn thing depends on someone else; I can't stand putting so many of my eggs in SOMEONE ELSE'S basket. But I'll be damned if I let this go.
Let me make myself perfectly clear: nothing...NOTHING will stand in the way of what needs to be done. I will not allow ANYONE to interfere with what I've been planning for the past year. I've come too far and planned too hard to let this whole thing swirl down the toilet because of some flaky bullshit that's being sprung on me out of fucking nowhere. Fuck the past, fuck what's been said, fuck what signals have been sent out. Nothing else matters except accomplishing what I set out to accomplish in this fucking summer. I have planned for this for too long. I've had this weight on my shoulders for over two years now, and this plan on my mind for the past year. Failing to carry this out would be an acceptable and reprehensible mistake, and I'm not going to stand for it. I've made the mistake of keeping my mouth shut in the past, and I still regret it to this day. Not again. I will not allow an opportunity of this nature to slip through my fingers again.
Dragonfly WILL be carried out. I will do whatever is necessary to force the issue and get it done, and may the God that so many of my friends believe in have mercy on the soul of any poor son of a bitch that tries to stand in my way.