Sunday, May 16, 2010

it's been a while.

i was looking through my blogs and realized it's been a while since i have written anything. 
i started to wonder why and then it hit me. i had nothing to say, nothing good has been happening and that's about it. 
the last few months have been ok, not great but ok. in march my nephew turned 2, i found out work might be branching out and opening a 3rd store, my husband is still has not learned that i am not a maid,  and the boarder who lives upstairs in my house is going to mexico for a week. 
exciting news huh? 
i wish there was something good i could say here but i can't. i think this might be the entry that is nothing but mindless babble. so you have the choice, read or hit the little "x" in the upper right hand corner. 
every day i wake up and hope something good will come out of the day. i try to make the day good. i try to be nice to others, although i will admit that is a hard one at times. 
i try and do my job as best i can, but let's face it, it's hard to be nice to a bunch of assholes who do not give a rat's ass about anything but themselves. i do my best to raise a good puppy but she is more interested in the world at times than me. i do what a good wife should, yet that one pretty much gets nothing in return. ok so i don't cook or actually do the laundry, but i do buy the freaking food and i do but the crap away. i also make sure everything is paid so no one has to ever worry. i clean this dump and make it look better than it actually is, of course that last 5 minutes. 
so i ask you, what the fuck is the point of this shit??? no matter how you look at it, life fucking sucks. maybe i am feeling sorry for myself and having a pitty party of my own. 
maybe i am entitled to it, maybe not. what pisses me off the most is that very few people ever noticed the good i do for them. not that i need praise every second, but a simple thank you does go a long way. 
i did see something that made me laugh today. like the rest of the free world, i have a facebook and a twitter page. now there really is only a few people on there i actually would call a friend. some i have know since childhood, high school and college. some i became friends with because we share a disease and dogs (weird but it works for us) in common and there is one girl i met on there who has just been the sweetest (sorry k.k but you are!!!) and gets a shout out. she is the best. we share the same views on humans and life. those are the ones who are true buds to me. 
i mentioned in an earlier entry about a woman ( the all about her blog), who was sort of a friend. since the falling out, we talk and banter back and forth. that's it, nothing major.
for the last few days, she and another girl who i was sort of friends with were tweeting back and forth how they were going to meet this weekend. what struck me as funny was they made it a point to tweet this every hour. i laughed every time i read it. 
well they met this weekend, had a nice visit, and the girl was not gone maybe 10 minutes when she tweeted how much fun she had and how much she missed the other one already. 
this went back and forth for the next few hours. "i miss you. you're my bff." how old are you guys?? even writing this i can not help but laugh. i can't help but wonder who they were trying to impress or what were they trying to prove. these are the things make the social networking sites funny. some people in the "all about me" group that i deleted have tried to re-friend me. you would think that they would have gotten the hint the first time when i deleted them and keep ignoring their request. 



1 comment:

  1. Well, there goes K.K.'s reputation!

    I feel the same, though. There are so few people in my "real" life that mean anything. There aren't many online either, actually, but those are the ones I consider the true friends. I just wish we lived closer!

    As for the rest of your post, I agree there, too. It does seem way too often that nobody realizes the things you do for them. Sometimes, it helps to stop doing them until it hits them (like a rock-in-a-sock/sledgehammer/bullet? My thought tendencies tend to run violent) how important you are.

    It'll get better. Maybe? And if not, it just gives you a few more targets ;)

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