I'm TIRED

Sunday, Jun. 25, 2006 - 12:56 p.m.

(Puts on black corset & fishnets and assumes an exhausted demeanor while lying on a lounge onstage...)

(Begins soporific drone as I attempt my best Lilly Von Schtupp...)

Ah huh HUH huh huh huh...

I'm TIRED.

I'm tired of getting my work stolen. I'm tired of getting my possessions stolen, especially by members of my family, past and present. I'm tired of suggesting really good ideas and then having them co-opted or repackaged as the ideas of others. I'm tired of almost never getting thanked for putting my ass on the line and fixing problems.

I'm tired of not receiving credit for the work I do. I'm tired of getting my banners ripped off. I'm tired of those who take and take and TAKE from me and never manage to say THANK YOU. I'm tired of giving advice that is earnestly and sincerely and IMMEDIATELY needed by the person who has asked me how to fix something, and then having it IGNORED or FUCKED WITH. I'm tired of ignorant people. I'm tired of stupid people. I'm tired of cowards. I'm tired of worrying. I'm tired of being expected to be a bottomless pit of understanding, in the face of bullies and harassment. I'm tired of being disregarded and taken advantage of.

Most of all ... I'm tired of people being surprised when I actually display my mean streak, and I'm tired of people having no idea why I have one in the first place.

I'm TIRED.

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Whew. I feel better now. Rant over.

Have a good Sunday.

In a little while, I'm going back to bed.

Why...??

:-)

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