Why in the fuck does family feel the need to throw religion in my path? Do I look like I need serious saving?
Lets take my step -dad for instance. A dedicated bible reader that preatches to all, "you must be saved or you will go to hell" what ever. Just last week as I sat at the breakfast table he jumped up on his rickidy (and ready to tumble) soap box and with his passionless voice started to read passages of the bible to me because he feels I need saving. This coming from a man that hates Homosexuals (he prefers to call Fags), African Americans (I seriously don't want to even type the word that he uses), makes fun of people in need Welfare (he calls them trashy) and at this point, I thinks he hates Mexicans.
How does this man possibly think he is a man of God???
Well, God may pulling a fast one on him...................................
My Step-Father has a Gay Brother, a Black Brother-in-Law , his daugher is knocked up and will need Welfare assistance, and he's married to my mom that is 100% mexican!
Well fancy that Fucker!
Monday, December 8, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
Black Friday
So, Black Friday......
Why is everybody in such a cluster fuck of a rush? Who made up the rule and why do so many follow? I'm sure if poisoned punch was available it would have also been taken. I don't get it.
What ever happened to simpler times when it was the thought that counted more than the extravagance of the gift? So much pressure is put towards spending money that most don't have. What happened to us? When did we become so materialistic? Tell Me!
Speaking about Black Friday, while working at "The Mother Ship" on black Friday some asshole returned her used turkey pan because she was unsatisfied with the way her turkey came out. Oh did I forget to mention the fact that she brought it back dirty dripping with thick grease and pieces of turkey skin stuck to it? She didn't even have the consideration to take the fucking thing outside and hose it down! What nerve! What has this world come to? Oh and to top it off we at "The Mother Ship" kiss every ones ass so we accepted her return with a smile.
Why is everybody in such a cluster fuck of a rush? Who made up the rule and why do so many follow? I'm sure if poisoned punch was available it would have also been taken. I don't get it.
What ever happened to simpler times when it was the thought that counted more than the extravagance of the gift? So much pressure is put towards spending money that most don't have. What happened to us? When did we become so materialistic? Tell Me!
Speaking about Black Friday, while working at "The Mother Ship" on black Friday some asshole returned her used turkey pan because she was unsatisfied with the way her turkey came out. Oh did I forget to mention the fact that she brought it back dirty dripping with thick grease and pieces of turkey skin stuck to it? She didn't even have the consideration to take the fucking thing outside and hose it down! What nerve! What has this world come to? Oh and to top it off we at "The Mother Ship" kiss every ones ass so we accepted her return with a smile.
Friday, November 28, 2008
The Mother Shit
I've come to the conclusion, that we as humans have to do what we hate in order to do the things we love.
For instance, my Mac took a major shit! I can't afford a new one so I work at a lousy job so I can afford one someday. Today I opened my paycheck and it was for 44 hours of work at a whopping 398.00. Fuck man I remember the days when I could make that much cash in one 3 hour photo shoot, along with a few hours of downloading and photo shopping, but that's fun and it's a cake walk compared to my lousy job at , well, lets call it "The Mother Ship" I don't want to slander or anything.
So now maybe your thinking, how did Alex get in this mess? Well it all started out with loosing everything by making bad decisions. Yes at one time I felt like I had it all. Money, a killer house, a cool husband that let me do whatever the fuck I wanted, and great animals. Not to mention my photography business was on a climb and my fine art shows were getting great reviews. I had the confidence of a queen. Well that all ended with a shitload of bad business decisions and a husband with a huge ego. Anyhow, It's all gone and Hell why not get rid of the husband while my chips are down and I've just had it with everything.
Well, starting over is rough especially when one has the confidence of an ant. What the fuck happened to me? I need to find that inner strength and get back on my game. Sure I have a bit of an excuse, School kinda full time so I can better myself, but I don't even have the bills to buy the goods I need for the skills I have so I have to eat crow and work a piddly job so I can get all the latest and greatest equipment so I can get back on my game. At this point in my life I feel like a shell of myself. Sure this may sound like a pity party , but give me a fucking break! I don't recall sending you an invite.
Sure, I got off on a rant and that's okay, isn't this what blogging is all about?
I am grateful though for all the things I do still have. A loving mother, 2 dogs that use me for food when I do get a chance to see them and and estranged husband that not a dick.
Well, till next time,
Cheers,
Absolutely Alex
For instance, my Mac took a major shit! I can't afford a new one so I work at a lousy job so I can afford one someday. Today I opened my paycheck and it was for 44 hours of work at a whopping 398.00. Fuck man I remember the days when I could make that much cash in one 3 hour photo shoot, along with a few hours of downloading and photo shopping, but that's fun and it's a cake walk compared to my lousy job at , well, lets call it "The Mother Ship" I don't want to slander or anything.
So now maybe your thinking, how did Alex get in this mess? Well it all started out with loosing everything by making bad decisions. Yes at one time I felt like I had it all. Money, a killer house, a cool husband that let me do whatever the fuck I wanted, and great animals. Not to mention my photography business was on a climb and my fine art shows were getting great reviews. I had the confidence of a queen. Well that all ended with a shitload of bad business decisions and a husband with a huge ego. Anyhow, It's all gone and Hell why not get rid of the husband while my chips are down and I've just had it with everything.
Well, starting over is rough especially when one has the confidence of an ant. What the fuck happened to me? I need to find that inner strength and get back on my game. Sure I have a bit of an excuse, School kinda full time so I can better myself, but I don't even have the bills to buy the goods I need for the skills I have so I have to eat crow and work a piddly job so I can get all the latest and greatest equipment so I can get back on my game. At this point in my life I feel like a shell of myself. Sure this may sound like a pity party , but give me a fucking break! I don't recall sending you an invite.
Sure, I got off on a rant and that's okay, isn't this what blogging is all about?
I am grateful though for all the things I do still have. A loving mother, 2 dogs that use me for food when I do get a chance to see them and and estranged husband that not a dick.
Well, till next time,
Cheers,
Absolutely Alex
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