If You Don't Know Me By Now

Wednesday, Jun. 30, 2004 - 9:17 a.m.

Today will be nice.

I will probably be traipsing over to the East Bay to have a long-delayed lunch with Tweaty Boyd.

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I just want to stand up on a soap-box for a few moments and say this: I'm tired of bullshit.

I'm tired of games being played on me, I'm tired of being deceived, I'm tired of being misled, I'm tired of being hurt.

But the problem here is that I'm also tired of not trusting people, I'm tired of walking on eggs, I'm tired of looking over my shoulder.

Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, etc, etc.... :-)

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I've done a lot of thinking in the last few days or so about Fake Andy, and of what effect he has had on my life.

He abused and manipulated me and tortured me, and has forever instilled in me an abhorrence for any sort of cruelty.

But because of him, I am stronger -- and I now know what I want to do with my life. As soon as my 'Gran Money' gets here, I'm banking as much of it as possible and going back to school to probably study psychology, and become a crisis counselor.

There are too many people like Fake Andy in this world, and too many people who are hurt by people like Fake Andy.

Life is too short, and pain is too pervasive for me to just sit aside and not do anything to try and fix things like this.

To me, as a Pagan and a human being -- it is immoral not to try.

And if you haven't figured out and accepted that very fundamental part of me -- this cornerstone of belief; why I live my life; what gets me out of bed every day and makes me want to be a better person -- then you don't know me, you don't accept me -- and you probably never will.

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Okay.

Legal custody of Saddam Hussein has been transferred to the new Iraqi government.

But *we* still have *physical* custody of him. heh.

I hope this works.

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